"Name."
"Aisin Gioro. Hongli."
"age."
"83 years old."
"Position."
"Chinese emperor."
"It's the former Qing emperor!"
Xing Yusheng frowned and corrected.
Qianlong's expression remained normal and he did not refute.
He looked very calm at this time.
This is a high platform like a theater.
In the front are Ming Dynasty officials responsible for trials and records.
Qianlong was sitting on a chair in the center of the stage. Two Ming soldiers stood beside him with their hands on their waists and their heads raised.
And there were people swarming around to watch the fun.
Putting an emperor on trial?
This is really the first time in history.
The tricks of the restored emperor of the Ming Dynasty are really confusing.
It stands to reason that he is like this kind of emperor who has lost his country.
Either kill them directly, or be humiliated, humiliated, and then killed.
There are very few people like Zhao Gou.
Anyway.
The king of subjugation.
Not many people end up well.
Now Emperor Qianlong was captured on the battlefield.
He was neither hacked to death on the battlefield, nor suffered any humiliation, nor was he granted the title of Prince of Anle or anything like that.
Instead, he was dragged to Beidu in front of millions of Han people and bannermen.
Public trial!
This is really the first time.
The people watching in the audience stood on tiptoes and stretched their necks to look at the stage.
This is really disrespectful to see the emperor's face clearly in the Qing Dynasty.
But things are different now. Now it's your Ming Dynasty. Even the Emperor of Heaven doesn't have to kneel down, everyone can see it - the Emperor of Heaven was fighting against Beidu a few days ago.
Everyone really saw the grandeur of the Great Tomorrow on the roadside.
Riding on a tall horse, he is young and handsome, and he is an extraordinary person at first glance.
And now this old man Qianlong.
He was as skinny as a stick, and the flesh on his face sank deeply into his cheeks.
Just like an ordinary rich old man.
I hope you don't look like a human being.
Especially the hair that hung loosely behind after the braids were cut off made Emperor Qianlong look even more funny.
"Is this Emperor Qianlong of the Qing Dynasty?"
"Isn't he the emperor? Why does he look like an ordinary person?"
"Hey, what is the emperor? Can the emperor be reduced to a prisoner? This is a false emperor. The real emperor is the emperor who has been restored!"
The people who were talking loudly were obviously the Han people who stayed in Beidu.
In fact, most of them are family members of the former Qing Dynasty direct subordinates and Shandong Tuanlian.
But now they are doing great, they all have household registration in Ming Beidu.
A few generations later, we will be able to say "This is Beijing'er, Jing'er here".
It’s really choice that outweighs hard work.
among the crowd.
Liu Yong and Ji Yun also came.
Looking at Emperor Qianlong sitting on the trial seat.
Both of their eyes were quite complicated.
The old master was put on public trial.
They had never thought that the Emperor of Heaven would use this method to treat Qianlong.
"It's good, at least I didn't die by a thousand cuts at the market entrance." Liu Yong sighed and said with sadness.
"Brother Chongru, maybe you won't even have to die!" Ji Yun raised his feet and knocked his pipe on his boots.
"It's impossible. Look at these crimes. They're basically enough to be shot a hundred times."
Of course Liu Yong also had to sign the list of accusations against Qianlong.
"Look, the Emperor of the Restoration is so courageous!"
Ji Yun said.
Just when everyone was talking.
Xing Yusheng had already stood up, holding a white paper filled with materials and reading loudly.
"Aixinjueluo Hongli, in the 189th year of Chongzhen, you led troops to plunder northern Jiangxi, causing the death of 170,000 people in northern Jiangxi, and 890,000 people in northern Jiangxi becoming refugees. Some of the former Eight Banners officers and soldiers were Certificate, do you still have any objections to this matter?"
Facing Xing Yusheng's words.
Qianlong frowned and said: "It's nothing more than winning as a king and losing as a bandit; leading troops to fight and doing whatever it takes just to win. This has been the case since ancient times!"
"This has been the case since ancient times, is it right?" Xing Yusheng asked.
Qianlong was slightly startled.
right or wrong
Is it really that important?
Xing Yusheng shook his head slightly.
Then, he listed all the events of Qianlong one by one and read them out.
There are also signatures and paintings from senior Eight Banners officials to ordinary Eight Banners soldiers at the back.
"This Qianlong is so evil!"
"Kill so many people!"
"Beheading him alive is not too much!"
"The Qing Dynasty captured so many of the Third Prince Zhu, didn't they all want to be chopped alive?"
"But I have read Ming Li, and torture like beheading has been abolished in it."
"Can't we make an exception once?"
"According to the words of the Emperor Guangfu, no one can violate this Mingli, not even him."
"Isn't that too cheap Qianlong?"
The crowd spoke loudly.
When Qianlong saw the names on it, the smile on his face became weird.
finally.
He sat down and said, "It is indeed my main responsibility!"
Everyone present also fell silent.
He looked at Xing Yusheng, the chief prosecutor of this case.
Xing Yusheng paused, and then said loudly: "Aisin Gioro Hongli, based on the above crimes, you will be charged with war crimes and crimes against humanity. In summary, according to the etiquette, you must be sentenced to death and executed immediately!"
Speaking of which.
Xing Yusheng looked at Qianlong.
I saw the old man sitting slumped on the chair before, closing his eyes, and after a while, a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"So what's the use of Zhu Daohua doing so many flower stands? After all, it's just death."
Qianlong sneered.
"Of course, Mingli stipulates that if an elderly person over 80 years old is sentenced to death, he can be imprisoned until death. Aixinjueluo Hongli, you will be imprisoned in Tianjin Prison. If you have no objections, you can sign and sign here. Got it!"
Qianlong suddenly opened his eyes and stared at Xing Yusheng.
After a long time, he looked up to the sky and laughed. His whole body seemed to have aged ten years in an instant.
"Killing kills the heart! Killing kills the heart!!"
"Good means! Good means!!"
'I never thought that one day I would become the piece of wood that Shang Jun built on his backbone! '
Qianlong lowered his head, and the smile on his lips became increasingly bitter.
he knows.
I lost.
He lost his body completely.
Even at the last moment, Zhu Daohua would take advantage of him.
What kind of Manchu certificate of surrender?
This is clearly a heart-piercing knife!
Zhu Daohua just wants to use his identity to add credibility to his Mingli!
Even the former emperor.
Everything is handled completely according to etiquette.
What else can you say?
in the future.
Ming etiquette, like Zhou etiquette, became a etiquette that everyone in the Ming Dynasty must abide by.
And this Ming Dynasty
Can he enjoy the same eight hundred years of power as Ji Zhou?
Qianlong believed that he had perfect martial arts skills and was the best "wise king" in history.
But at this time.
Faced with such heart-wrenching things.
All lines of defense collapsed in an instant.
So what if you are wise again?
So what if you are wise?
The more wise he is, the wiser he is, and the higher his methods are.
The more effective his "Shang Jun's Wood" will be!
The more help he can give Zhu Daohua!
In the end, even my only dignity was lost.
He lowered his head. After a while, the fishy smell of blood in his mouth made him involuntarily open his mouth, and blood dripped from the corners of his mouth.
"I'm not willing to give in!"
His head shot up.
Slumped down on the chair.
With everyone pointing their fingers at
The last emperor of the Qing Dynasty, Aixinjueluo Hongli.
ended his life.
"Your Majesty, Qianlong is dead."
In the afternoon of that day, Xing Yusheng rushed back to Tianjin.
Emperor Zhu would not go to the northern capital until the transformation of the Manchu camps was completed.
After all, who can guarantee that one or two extremists will not rush out with bombs in their bodies?
Although Emperor Zhu was protected by tens of thousands of soldiers, there were also Jin Yiwei who laid out a dragnet.
But who can guarantee that there is no trace of a hundred secrets?
and.
Entering the northern capital was also a key political move.
Emperor Zhu couldn't just go in casually. He wanted to lead the civil and military nobles of the dynasty and tens of thousands of troops to go in with great splendor and grandeur!
Therefore, Emperor Zhu's presence is now established in Tianjin, and the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty have also arrived in Tianjin. They are waiting for Beidu to be in trouble, and they can enter Beidu in glory.
"Infuriated?"
Zhu Daohua shook his head.
He really didn't want to kill Qianlong.
Because Qianlong was over eighty years old - over eighty years old, the death penalty was changed to life imprisonment, which is stipulated in Mingli.
Therefore, Emperor Zhu could just take advantage of this to once again consolidate and elevate the sanctity of Ming Li.
Everyone, look at it, even the heinous former Qing emperor Qianlong and the Ming court strictly followed the Ming rites, which shows that Emperor Zhu and the Ming court took the Ming rites very seriously.
Everyone no longer has to worry about Emperor Zhu not "acting according to etiquette".
So as long as you do things according to the "mingli".
Whether you are a farmer, a businessman, or an official.
There is no need to worry about officials at all levels killing people and ransacking their homes on vague charges.
Judicial and administrative powers have been separated.
Even within the judiciary, a certain degree of reform has been carried out, with arrests, trials, and litigation being handled by different agencies.
It can be said that everyone is quite secure.
And Emperor Zhu knew it very well.
A gift that can protect everyone.
Only in this way can we protect the emperor.
"It's better to die, so as not to cause trouble."
Emperor Zhu put down the memorial in his hand and said.
Xing Yusheng then asked: "Your Majesty, how should Qianlong's funeral be handled?"
"Don't he have a son?" Emperor Zhu said, "Let his sons handle it. Just follow the rules."
"I understand."
Xing Yusheng bowed his hands and retreated respectfully.
(End of chapter)
