Chongzhen Undergraduates

Zhu Youjian could tell that upon hearing the news of the Northern Expedition, Wang Chengen was as happy as a child.

Xiong Lijing's son is three months old, and he is chubby and cute.Zhu Youjian didn't spend much time trying to compete with this kid for milk.

"Boy, I will give you the milk from today onwards. You need to eat more to gain weight. Do you hear me?" Zhu Youjian's words made Xiong Lijing flushed with embarrassment. outsider.

"My son's food is from the nanny...Are you sure you want to snatch it from him?" Xiong Lijing countered.

"Uh... forget it then." Zhu Youjian replied after a moment of silence.

"Actually, concubines are not greedy people. The emperor's harem should also be full." Xiong Lijing said a little reluctantly, but the meaning was very clear.

Zhu Youjian didn't answer the call, and it's not like his harem didn't go unnoticed.It would be a hypocrite to play single-handedly, not to mention that this is the Ming Dynasty.

"If you don't meet a suitable one, let's talk about it later." Although this sentence is not easy to hear, it is very true.Xiong Lijing didn't express her dissatisfaction, but felt like a big rock fell to the ground.

The ceremony was grand, with cannons firing in unison, swords and guns like forests, and flags like clouds.Anyway, Zhu Youjian was dazzled by seeing it, but he didn't feel any seriousness and military might, only a lot of fancy work.Just like Ah San's military parade in later generations, it was like a theatrical performance.

The emperor took half of his important ministers with him during his expedition this time, so naturally he didn't need to supervise the country.And this time Zhu Cihong was also a food supervisor who went out with the army.

As soon as he crossed the river, Zhu Youjian followed Ji Biao and led the guards, leaving the guard of honor far behind.He disliked that those guards of honor were walking too slowly, just to symbolize the emperor's driving, crawling like a snail.Zhu Youjian estimated that the car would take three months to reach the capital, and roads had to be built along the way.

No wonder Kangxi and Qianlong emptied the national treasury when they went to Jiangnan several times. Every time the emperor traveled was a large-scale infrastructure construction, which was similar to building the Great Wall.

"Are the farms in the Jianghuai area still stable?" Zhu Youjian looked at the endless plains, but there were not many people. This was the original yellow flood zone.

"It's very stable. Most of the farms are surrounded by no one for a hundred miles, and you can't run very far even if you want to. Farms have regulations: no workers can't eat; they are farming when they are busy, and they are resting for water conservancy when they are free. In two years, I believe these Everyone can become a good farmer." Li Yan said.

Most of the hundreds of thousands of captives in the Jianghuai War were placed in labor camps in the Yellow River Flooding Area for forced labor.Letting people who are accustomed to robbing with knives learn to use hoes is actually the most effective means of governing the turbulent situation.

"At the beginning, many people suggested that I learn from the practice of the former Song Dynasty and train these people into soldiers. I didn't like them at all. Why didn't the army of the previous court have combat power? In the final analysis, there were too many soldiers and ruffians, which broke the discipline. .

The most important thing in soldiers is the quality, not the number. Even if there are millions of soldiers, if there is no good military discipline, they will be defeated for thousands of miles.Moreover, these people have become addicted to robbery, and it is a disaster to put them among the people.If you don't intimidate the courage of these people, something will happen sooner or later. "

Zhu Youjian thought that some people who "had been in" in later generations still habitually shouted reports after they came out, and the effect was remarkable.

"It's just that these people are men, and they've been locked together for a long time..." Li Yan hesitated to speak, as if there was something difficult to say.

"According to the performance, the land can be released in batches according to the performance, and the land can be distributed. A few people are bad, but the majority are still good! After decades of fighting, there must be more women than men. Hundreds of thousands of men Shut up here, and Ming Dynasty will have millions of fewer births, which is uneconomical." Zhu Youjian is not hard-hearted, he can't just care about his own "pot" and ignore the "bowl" of the world.

"Then release some first?" Li Yan was very happy. Anyone who does this kind of thing is a good thing that can make people feel happy.

"Let it go! Take it as an amnesty for the Northern Expedition. Since I passed by here, I have to leave a good reputation." Zhu Youjian quickly put gold on his face.

In Xuzhou, Zhu Youjian and Li Yan also visited Yan Yingyuan who had retired.Old Man Yan is now living in Xuzhou City, and every day he takes a dog to the river outside the city to fish.

The emperor glanced at it from a distance, and didn't disturb his elegant mood, but Old Man Yan's back looked lonely, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The number of new residents in this city was gradually increasing, but none of them had witnessed the rare battle of defending the city, and no one knew him, except that some officials often came to visit him.

"Wang Chengen, order me to allocate a sum of money from the inner government to General Yan every year. I have no reason to chill the hearts of heroes." Zhu Youjian thought for a while and said.At Yan Yingyuan's age, he can no longer follow Zhu Youjian to expand the territory, so Zhu Youjian will not be divided in the country, and he will suffer a lot.

"I remember this old slave. Please report to the emperor, this is the front-line military report." Wang Chengen waved Fochen, and handed a memorial to Zhu Youjian.

Zhu Youjian opened it, and on it was a series of good news: Jiexiu, Changzhi, Anyang and Dongchang Mansions had all been recovered.The Bingfeng of the Ming army pointed directly at the core area of ​​Houjin.

"We have to speed up, I guess Hong Chengchou is going to make a move." Zhu Youjian's expression was a little dignified.

Wang Cheng'en didn't understand why the emperor seemed worried after a bunch of good news?If it was the previous Long Live Lord, I'm afraid he would be happy for several days.This is the difference in their personalities.

Chapter 5 Ten: Da Yuer's Lonely Forbidden City

"What the hell is the Jurchens dissatisfied and invincible. Under Lao Tzu's gunfire, these people are not like sheep."

Tong Yangjia blew away the blue smoke from the mouth of the gun in his hand, and said contemptuously.In front of him, a Zuo Ling of the Eight Banners knelt on the ground and clutched his stomach in pain, his palms were already covered with blood, while a group of Tartars behind Zuo Ling looked terrified and dared not speak out.

Behind Tong Yangjia are all neat gunners, the muzzles of the black holes brushing the ground

This is a standard hand gun of the Ming army, a spoil of war between Tong Yangjia and Tiandihui. Unfortunately, he does not have more new propellant powder of the Ming army, so he can only use black gunpowder instead, which will emit thick smoke when fired.

The Eight Banners themselves underestimated firearms too much, and equipped the Han army with a large number of firearms. After the Jurchens themselves were greatly reduced in number, their combat power plummeted.

An army formation of 1 people is very large, but after the war, there is no replenishment of troops, and the combat power cannot be recovered at all.

The main force in the capital is now in the hands of a group of Han ministers headed by Hong Chengchou. The Tartars now have no right to speak, let alone rely on killing people to build their prestige.On the contrary, Tiandi will knock out a few Tartar officials from time to time, making the already thin "masters" even rarer.

"General, Master Hong asked us to disperse these Tartars so that they won't cause trouble." A menacing general said, pointing at the Tartar soldiers.

"Master Hong is still wise, and we will do as you wish. Each team of 20 people will be incorporated into the Han army camp." Tong Yangjia is also a military officer, so he naturally knows how to mix sand to divert people.

After Jin reached this point, the foundation of rule no longer exists, leaving only the body of a political system, which has become a tool for some people to deceive more people.

Da Yuer gradually felt that she could no longer control Hong Chengchou, but she was helpless. The top Jurchens would either die in battle or be assassinated, and there were very few who could be the leader, and they couldn't support this building at all. pour.

"Emperor Niang, who made you unhappy? I decreed to cut off his head." Fulin, who is 14 years old, is precocious, but he is not as powerful as the history books boast, and he is just a child who is not bad. , has the willful faults of most rich children.

"Emperor, Erniang asks you, if one day you cease to be emperor, what do you want to do?" Da Yuer looked at her son who was about to grow up and said.

"I'm going to be a monk. Being a monk is so pure. I just recite scriptures every day, and I don't have to read those annoying books and memorials anymore." Fulin happily expressed his ideal to Da Yuer.

Da Yu'er was so angry that her lips trembled. She thought: Is this God's will? Parents pave the way for their children, and children may not appreciate it, even if they give them the best things in the world.At the same time, it also shows that Dayuer and Fulin are ordinary people, and it is the myth of "My Great Qing Dynasty" about them.

Da Yuer is not reconciled, she wants to reverse the crisis, thinking that when she seized the throne, it was much more dangerous and difficult than it is now, didn't she also succeed? !

"Mr. Sun?" Dayuer shouted towards the outside of the hall.

"The servant is here." A nimble girl in her twenties walked up to Da Yu'er.

"Give this letter to Cao Xi, and ask him to find a way to deliver it to Prince Ying, so that no outsiders can see it. Can it be done?" Da Yuer believed in this Sun family, and Sun family was also Da Yuer's confidant.And the Sun family is related to Cao Xi, the instructor of the Han army camp. After all, Cao Xi is Dayuer's man.

This matter is not clear to Hong Chengchou, who has been in Liaodong for too short a time, and it belongs to the internal matter of the royal coating.At the same time, Da Yuer also planted a lot of such nail eyeliners in the Han army flag, so she naturally knew about Hong Chengchou.

"Empress Dowager, don't worry, the slaves will definitely take care of it." Mrs. Sun agreed without hesitation.

The Palace of the Prince of England.

Azig was already too sick to get out of bed. After all, he was frightened by the Ming army.Even though he fought all his life, but among the sixteen sons of Yezhupi, only three are truly great talents: Daishan, Huangtaiji and Dorgon.

First of all, Daishan has an overall view and knows his own abilities, so he can be calm and clear in the two battles.Let Huangtaiji first, and then Dorgon (Fulin School).It can be said that if Daishan does not stand up at the critical moment, Houjin will split.

Huangtaiji needless to say, he is the only strategist in the Houjin royal family, he is much better than Kang Yongqian, without his wild boar skin, it is just a tribal alliance, talk about entering the customs.

Dorgon was always being suppressed by Huangtaiji, and if Huangtaiji survived, he wouldn't even dare to lift his head.Moreover, Dorgon's strength depends on his two brothers, Azig and Duoduo.

Duoduo died in battle, and Azig ran back to the capital in fright.Dorgon was also killed in battle, what else is left for Azig? Dorgon and Duoduo are actually stronger than him.

Their ruthlessness was due to the fact that there were people supporting them with knives. Without soldiers and knives, Azig didn't even dare to kill chickens.

Cao Xi changed into a set of ordinary servant's clothes and slipped into Azig's house through the small door where the servants came in and out. Half an hour later, he quietly left again.