This late Ming Dynasty is outrageous

Chapter 231 21: The business woman does not know the hatred of subjugation
In Shengjing, the entire hall was silent.

Huang Taiji sat on the dragon chair with a face full of shock and anger, and an old woman with bloodstains all over her body was kneeling at her feet.

"Your Majesty, my concubine has been wronged."

Huang Taiji squinted his eyes: "Wish? You told me that Oboi was the number one warrior in the Qing Dynasty, and he was invincible. I believed your nonsense."

Tong Tianwen: "Your Majesty, let's compete. In the entire Qing Dynasty, no one can beat Oboi."

Huang Taiji's face turned even darker: "You told me, let Oboi go to Daming to show off his power, suppress Daming's arrogance, let Daming cut off the land and pay tribute, and present the princess. In the end, how come Oboi didn't even see Chongzhen's face? But no more?"

Tong Tianwen was at a loss for a while: "I don't know, it stands to reason that no one in Daming can beat Oboi. Those Han people in Daming are all soft bones, and they dare not fight against us."

Huang Taiji was furious: "Aren't you the reincarnation of an immortal? You cast a spell now, and if I want Chongzhen to die, you cast a spell."

Tong Tianwen turned pale with fright, she could cast spells like an ass, and immediately crawled over and hugged Huang Taiji's dragon leg: "Your Majesty, my concubine can't do it."

Huang Tai was so angry that he kicked Tong Tianwen's face, causing the bridge of his nose to crooked.

Tongtian Wen: "The concubine thanked the emperor for the reward."

Huang Taiji: '...'

Hearing this thank you, Huang Taiji felt heartbroken for a while.

I thought to myself why is this person so cheap, thank me for kicking you.

If this is Da Yuer, Lihua must accuse her with rain.

Are all gods so vile?

At this moment, Tong Tianwen raised his head ferociously: "Your Majesty, this concubine has a wonderful skill, and she will definitely break Shanhaiguan Pass."

"You said."

"It's snowing outside our pass now, even our Eight Banners athletes have never thought about going to war, let alone Wu Sangui and others."

Huang Taiji's face changed, and he looked down at the minister below.Among the crowd, Fan Wencheng walked out with his fists clasped: "Your Majesty, I have something to say."

"I think the Empress's words are not wrong. Now it's snowing outside the pass, and everything is silent. Birds are no match for the sky, relationships are no match for the way. I, the Eight Banners, don't even want to go out for inspections, and the weak bones of Ming Dynasty don't want to go out for a walk. If we wait Sudden attack, although the cost is huge, but once successful, the harvest will be rich."

"As long as Shanhaiguan is captured without anyone noticing, Wu Shangui will definitely surrender at that time. I will wait for the army to go straight to the capital to avenge Oboi."

Fan Wencheng was scared, really scared.

He heard that after Ning Wan I was eaten by the people of Daming, there was not even a trace of meat left, and the bones were fed to the dogs.Fan Wencheng immediately knew that he could only follow the path of the Qing Dynasty to the end in his life.

Although, he had originally planned to do so.But now, it's just that he has cut off that thread of thought even more.

Huang Taiji frowned: "How to march to Shanhaiguan without anyone noticing? It's impossible not to alert the other party when the army is dispatched."

The old woman with Tongtian pattern was full of pride: "The concubine has a way, but she can run quickly on the snow without making a show."

Fan Wencheng laughed loudly: "If this is the case, it will be much more convenient. At that time, I will be the first to attack the city, and the horses will be behind. If we take down Shanhaiguan, we will be able to reach the capital without hindrance."

Half a month later, Huang Taiji looked at the big dogs in front of him, and couldn't help but smile: "The queen is still very clever."

Beside him, Jurchen warriors and the Eight Banners of the Han Dynasty continued to fly past. These people stepped on a flat plate and slid on the snow.Although there are occasional crashes, overall the march is fast.

"Your Majesty, with such a land sailing boat, and the trained special athletes, we just need to climb up the city wall calmly, and Wu Sangui is already in our pocket. I congratulate the emperor in advance for taking the capital and making the world a reality."

Huang Taiji laughed loudly, smiling, but his face was full of bitterness: "I don't know how Hai Lanzhu and Dayuer will be abused when I leave. If that old witch is still useful, I will definitely not forgive her." she."

Fan Wencheng laughed and said: "As the so-called thunder, rain and dew are all the grace of the emperor, I see that although the empress is a little cruel, she is extremely wise and is also quite loyal to the emperor. The emperor is the emperor of ninety-five years, and he can marry a wife and a virtuous person, so that he can be beautiful in the world , to consolidate the foundation of the country. As for appearance and age, what does that matter."

Huang Taiji: "Do you think she is suitable?"

Fan Wencheng: "I think so."

At first glance, the emperor is someone who does great things. How can people who do great things care about beauty?Fan Wencheng felt that he had seen through Huang Taiji.

Sure enough, Huang Taiji nodded with a full face: "You still understand me better."

When setting up camp, Fan Wencheng returned to his tent, but was suddenly stunned, only to see an old woman in her 60s who was as fat as a cow in the tent.

A tartar next to him said with a blank expression: "Lord Fan, the master is sympathetic to your hard work, so I give you a beauty. Besides, isn't your wife taken over by Prince Yu? This is your first wife, you must respect it."

Fan Wencheng: "..."

The old woman was gray-haired, and all her teeth had fallen out.Seeing the Tartars leaving, she immediately pointed at Fan Wencheng and cursed: "You shameless filthy bastard, my mother and grandchildren are all married, but you are so innocent..."

Fan Wencheng's face turned green.

Ten days later, Daming capital.

Inside the imperial study.

Chongzhen looked at the letter with an ugly face, and his eyes couldn't help turning red with anger: "Li Zicheng came straight to the capital, why did the three customs have been broken? Wu Sangui actually surrendered to the demons and let go of the country. The crime is to punish the nine clans."

Wang Chengen looked serious: "Your Majesty, we have already made preparations. People from outside the city have also moved in as much as possible, and the food captured is enough for half a year. The production staff of Lei Hong also trained thousands of people that day. If they defend the city, they should be able to persist for a long time."

Chongzhen stared fiercely: "How many people died of starvation in the capital? I thought there was no food, but I didn't expect that all of them were hidden in the rich families, civil and military homes of the Manchu Dynasty. If this is the case under my nose, how can the generals from all over the Ming Dynasty still listen to me?" ? I’m afraid the city gate has not been broken, and Nanjing has already had an emperor enthroned.”

Wang Chengen was about to persuade, but Chongzhen got up with a flick of his sleeves: "I have decided to live and die with the capital, and I will not place my hope on those officials. Wang Chengen, pay close attention to the movements of the Tartars. I will practice hard in the near future. Wait for the Tartars The son is here, I want to let the Tartars know that I, Chongzhen, are not a fool."

Snapped!
He slapped the table with his hand. Perhaps this was the most desperate moment in his life, but it might also be the most glorious moment in his life.

In Cao Kun's small courtyard, Zhang Yan stepped out of the tub, even in winter, she walked up to Cao Kun wearing a light gauze, not afraid of the cold.She pointed at Cao Kun's eyebrows and pushed back, Cao Kun immediately pushed back.

Zhang Yan lay on the step with her legs curled up, holding the ankle with her hands and hanging it around her neck, she suddenly became like a person without arms and legs. She looked at Cao Kun pitifully and said, "The Tartar army is coming, I can't help but think of the poems written by the ancients."

Cao Kun walked over curiously, stretched out his hand to pinch the red lips and asked, "What poem is it?"

Zhang Yan pursed her lips, her big eyes were watery with tears, and she said with great sorrow: "The business woman doesn't know the hatred of subjugation..."

(End of this chapter)