Xia Hua was about to leave the bloody school grounds.
A soldier came forward to report: "General, the iron and coal from Abacus City have arrived at the dock."
"Very good, send the coal and iron to the workshop and immediately build guns and cannons for use by the soldiers guarding the city."
After Xia Hua finished his instructions, he turned around and returned to Star City on the other side of the river.
As soon as they entered Star City, they found Zhu Youjian walking around Star City accompanied by several guards.
Xia Hua respectfully gave the courtesy of a monarch and his minister: "I have met your Majesty."
"Uncle Gui Yi, you don't have to be polite.
I just have nothing to do.
I just come out and walk around."
Zhu Youjian said with a haha, then paused and said, "I heard that Uncle Gui Yi killed all the thieves and captured soldiers."
Kill.
I think something is wrong.
The bandits are my innocent children.
It is better to care for them and not to kill them."
"Your Majesty, there is no need to worry about this matter.
I have a reason to kill them.
Your Majesty, have you ever remembered how many times the big and small bandits, including intruders and bandits, have returned and rebelled?
If your Majesty does not fall into their deceitful plan, you will have illusions about them." , why today.”
Xia Hua's words left Zhu Youjian speechless.
In fact, Xia Hua killed thieves and prisoners not only for the reason he said.
Compared to Zhu Youjian, a perceptual emperor who studied hard and believed in the dogma of the sages.
Xia Hua is a rational animal who has lived through nine lives and has a heart as strong as a furnace.
The Malthusian Trap was an unavoidable pit during the Little Ice Age in the late Ming Dynasty, and a massive population decline was inevitable.
If a large number of people must die, these people should be Tartars, greedy wealthy gentry, officers and soldiers who kill good people and take credit for their merits, and thieves and bandits.
It should not be those ordinary people who are the most contented, struggling and have not yet become thieves and bandits.
"Hey, why haven't you seen the prince in the past few days?"
Xia Hua asked, pretending to be aware of the clues.
Zhu Youjian hurriedly responded with a haha: "Oh, he, he went home to visit his relatives.
With the war and chaos, he didn't worry about his relatives at home, so I gave him leave and let him go back.
Uncle Gui Yi cared about it.
What is this eunuch old slave doing?"
Xia Hua said goodbye casually: "I still have important matters to deal with, so I won't accompany your majesty.
Please do it yourself."
In the yamen of Shanhaiguan City, Pingxi Bo Wu Sangui was sitting alone in his study room, closing the door and meditating.
Just half an hour ago, he personally killed the "Da Shun" envoy who came to persuade Li Zicheng to surrender for the second time, giving up the thought of surrendering to Li Zicheng.
But he had thought about what to do next, but he had not made up his mind.
Shanhaiguan is sandwiched between the Shun Army and the Qing Army, and is an isolated city.
Although there is a lot of food and grass in the city, and it is blocked by people from one side to the other, there will be a day when everything is empty.
It seemed that he had no choice but to surrender to the Tartars.
However, when his messenger sent an invitation to Dorgon to "beg for a teacher", the other party pretended to be secretive and put forward some very harsh conditions.
He replied that if he wanted to submit to the Qing Dynasty, he would have to follow the custom of the Han people who came to surrender.
First, he would need to shave his head and change his clothes.
The second is that after the troops were broken up, they were incorporated into the Eight Banners as a leader.
For Wu Sangui, shaving his hair and changing clothes was barely acceptable, but being incorporated into the Eight Banners as a leader and having to disperse his Guan Ning elites was absolutely unacceptable.
And it is said that the owner of this white flag coat is Dorgon, not Shunzhi himself.
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Wu Sangui knew that even though Hong Chengchou, who surrendered to the Qing Dynasty two years ago, was favored by Huang Taiji, he was still registered as a slave in the banner.
But he is him, and Hong Chengchou is Hong Chengchou.
When Hong Chengchou surrendered to the Qing Dynasty, he was captured when he surrendered, and he no longer had much capital or bargaining chips.
And Wu Sangui still has tens of thousands of elite Guan Ning cavalry in his hands.
The total number of combatable troops in the entire Eight Banners is only a few hundred thousand.
Therefore, Wu Sangui left the envoys from the Qing Dynasty in the post house of Shanhaiguan and ignored them.
He wanted to see who could lose his composure first, between him and Dorgon.
There was a sudden knock on the door.
Wu Sangui opened his slightly closed eyes and shouted, "Why bother me, General Qingxiu?"
"Your Majesty, I have an urgent matter to report."
"Come in and talk."
The door was pushed open with a creak, and one of Wu Sangui's confidants walked in and said to him mysteriously: "Uncle, there is an important person who wants to see you."
Wu Sangui asked doubtfully: "He is just a messenger from the Qing Dynasty or a thief.
Is it necessary to be so mysterious?"
The visitor suddenly lowered his voice and said, "Uncle, the Holy Spirit is not dead.
His personal servant, Wang Cheng'en, is here."
After hearing this, Wu Sangui jumped up as if he had seen a ghost and shouted: "Where is he now?
Please come in quickly."
After Wu Sangui saw Wang Chengen and exchanged greetings, he eagerly asked Wang Chengen: "Where is the Holy One now?
The eldest uncle will lead the troops to help the King."
"Don't be anxious, Uncle Ping Xi.
This is exactly why our family came here."
Dorgon, who is sitting in Ningyuan City, three hundred miles northeast of Shanhaiguan, is anxiously waiting for Wu Sangui's reply.
Fan Wencheng, who was next to him, saw his impatience and advised: "Master, don't be anxious.
I predict that Li Zicheng's army will arrive at Shanhaiguan within ten days.
By then Wu Sangui will not be able to sit still and will agree to all the surrender conditions." " Dorgon sighed and said, "I hope it's as you said.
This time, no matter whether you are a regular bannerman or a bannerman, you can follow the banner.
As long as you are a man over twelve years old or under seventy years old, you can Wang Quan pulled out.
This is a desperate move.
If Wu Sangui doesn't surrender, I really don't dare to gamble. " Just as he was talking, one of Dorgon's guards came into the hall and knelt down and said: "Master, the messenger who sent Wu Sangui has returned.
Wu Sangui asked him to forward a secret letter to the master."
Dorgon took the secret letter, opened it and took a quick look, and was stunned on the spot.
Fan Wencheng wanted to read the letter but saw that Dorgon was silent, so he carefully reminded him: "Master, master."
Dorgon then realized, handed the letter to him, and said: "The Emperor of the Ming Dynasty is not dead."
Fan Wencheng read the letter, stroking his whiskers and said: "The situation has changed drastically.
We, the Qing Dynasty, need to make major concessions to Wu Sangui.
Please agree to his terms and make him King of Pingxi.
The military establishment will remain unchanged." , with the green flag as the camp Not subject to the regulations of the Eight Banners, he and the officers above Qian were incorporated into the Eight Banners Han Army as regular bannermen.
He was allowed to be a feudal lord after the Qing Dynasty established the Ding Dynasty.
In addition, the master could also marry Princess Jianning to his son.
Wu Yingxiong reassured him."
"This is too much of a concession, and it requires a world-wide barrier," Dorgon said reluctantly.
Fan Wencheng smiled and said: "Master, he only gets a piece of the frontier, but what you get is the whole world, with flowers and mountains.
What's more, after the Qing Dynasty moves into the Central Plains and stabilizes the country, it will not be too late to cut down the vassal vassal."
Seeing that Dorgon was still hesitant, Fan Wencheng became anxious and said: "The slave's previous confidence was all based on the condition that Chongzhen was dead.
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Now that Chongzhen is not dead, if the master hesitates, Wu Sangui will probably fall."
Another home.”
Under Fan Wencheng's reminder, Dorgon decided categorically: "I will reply to Wu Sangui immediately and agree to his conditions.
I can also marry Princess Jianning to his son
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