Take the warehouse back to the end of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 556 Should also let you know the truth
When Li Xiaosan returned to Zhao Wen's side, Zhao Wen walked towards the prison with Li Xiaosan and several guards.

After a while, Zhao Wen came to the outside of the prison.

"I've seen you, my lord!" The guard at the gate of the prison looked at Zhao Wen who was coming, and rushed to greet him, saluting Zhao Wen.

Zhao Wen waved his hand, "Don't be too polite, where is Dorgon being imprisoned now? Take me to meet him. I want to see the difference between Dorgon and Huang Taiji!"

To be honest, Zhao Wen wanted to meet this Dorgon a long time ago.

The reason why the Hou Jin was able to enter the customs in history, the two people who played the most important role were Huang Taiji and Dorgon.

If one of these two people is missing, there is no way for Hou Jin to enter the customs.

Both Dorgon and Huang Taiji have great abilities, but it is a pity that they met Zhao Wen from later generations.

"My lord, please!" A guard hurriedly opened the door of the prison and led Zhao Wen inside.

Not long after, Zhao Wen was taken to the front of a cell by the guard.

Today's Liaodong has been completely taken down by Zhao Wen, and Zhao Wen doesn't need any news now, so Dorgon was not interrogated or beaten.

Dorgon squatted in the corner of the cell, with steel shackles on his hands and feet, making a ding-dong sound even if he moved a small distance.

Zhao Wen stood outside the cell, looked at Dorgon inside, and then asked someone to unlock the big lock hanging on the cell, and walked in.

Dorgon heard the movement, raised his head and looked towards Zhao Wen.

"You are Zhao Wen, the chief soldier of Xuanzhen?" Dorgon stared at Zhao Wen, as fierce and violent as a man-eating beast.

Dorgon wanted to rush up to fight Zhao Wen, but because of the shackles on his hands and the fact that he hadn't eaten enough after being arrested, he didn't have the strength to fight Zhao Wen at all.

Zhao Wen walked up to Dorgon, not caring about his appearance, and sat directly opposite Dorgon.At the same time let Li Xiaosan and the others back out.

Zhao Wen looked at Dorgon carefully. The current Dorgon is not very old, that is, around 23 years old.

"I am Zhao Wen!" Zhao Wen replied, and then said: "With the arrest of you and your brother, your influence in Liaodong can be said to have disappeared.

This piece of land that has been tossed by you for decades has finally been recovered by me. "

"Hehe, it's just relying on the advantages of weapons. If you and my Eight Banners athletes head-on, how can you be our opponent?" Dorgon glanced at Zhao Wen lightly, and said with an expression of dissatisfaction.

"Head-to-head? Head-to-head is the street rogue's style of play. Since I have a powerful weapon than you, why don't I use it? I have a powerful weapon, of course I will use a powerful weapon. I don't believe it. If you have a powerful weapon , you won’t need it!” Zhao Wen found it very funny when he heard Dorgon’s words.

Dorgon didn't speak, and fell into silence.

"Now that you have become a prisoner, I should let you know something.

If there is no me, you will lead your Eight Banners athletes to enter the customs in the future, and you will still have a chance to become the emperor.

If you were more ruthless at that time and didn't get entangled with that woman, maybe Jiangshan would be from your Dorgon lineage.

......"

Zhao Wen looked at Dorgon's shocked expression, and told Dorgon's deeds in history.

Finally, Zhao Wen revealed his true identity.

When Zhao Wen left, Dorgon squatted in the prison and shouted to the sky, his voice was full of dissatisfaction and grievance.

The most hateful thing in the world is to give people hope, and then trample this hope to death.

Not long after Zhao Wen left, seven or eight soldiers led two or three painters into Dorgon's cell and began to paint Dorgon's portrait.

When the sun went down on the western mountain, the painter walked out with the painted portrait.

Early the next morning, a few more people were led into the cell by the soldiers. These people came to measure Dorgon's body data.

In addition to Dorgon, Duo Duo also had the same experience.

On the third night, Dorgon's cell was filled with sumptuous meals.

Dorgon looked at the food in front of him and knew that his life had come to an end.

Dorgon wanted to hang himself, but because his hands and feet were trapped by iron chains, he couldn't hang himself.

On the morning of the fourth day, it was snowing heavily, and heavy snow like goose feathers fell from the sky one after another, dyeing the ground white.

Dorgon, Duoduo and the male members of their families were taken out of the cell and taken to the execution ground outside the city that had been built a few days ago.

When Dorgon and others were escorted to the execution ground, the execution ground was surrounded by crowds of onlookers.

Dorgon stood on the high platform of the execution ground, he looked at the people below the high platform, and his body kept shaking.

A long, long time ago, Dorgon never thought that he would end up like this.

A gust of cold wind blows along Dorgon's collar and pours it inside.

Dorgon shuddered, then closed his eyes.

Duo Duo was next to Dorgon. At this time, he had turned into a pile of mud. If it weren't for two fat soldiers supporting him, he would probably collapse to the ground.

The people under the high platform looked at the scene in front of them and shouted loudly.

"Kill him, kill him, kill him!"

The people were so excited that they shouted loudly at Dorgon.

Dorgon's body kept shaking, and his legs went limp involuntarily.

As the time passed bit by bit, noon had arrived.

A middle-aged scholar walked to the front of the high platform with a scroll. He looked at the people below the high platform, slowly opened the scroll in his hand, and began to count Dorgon's crimes in detail.

When he finished reading, he put away the scroll and looked at Dorgon and the others.

"It's already noon, verify the integrity, and the punishment will be announced!"

Accompanied by shouts, the soldiers escorting Dorgon and the others led Dorgon and the others to the front of the high platform, and pushed them down on wooden stakes more than three feet high in front of the high platform.

Dorgon's right face was pressed against the wooden stake, a cold chill surged up, and he closed his eyes.

Dorgon's body trembled more and more violently, and he knew that his own death had arrived, although he didn't want to believe it, but there was nothing he could do.

"Execution!"

There was a burst of shouting, and the executioner, who had already been prepared, walked in front of Dorgon and the others.

They raised their big knives and slashed at the necks of Dorgon and the others.

A flash of saber flashed, and Dorgon completely closed his eyes, and it was impossible to open them again in the future.

The people below the high platform let out exclamations of excitement and kept shouting.

At the same time, the workers in the ironworks also obtained the portraits and detailed physical data of Dorgon and Duoduo.

After they got these data, they started to make the kneeling statues of Dorgon and Duoduo.

The officials in charge of the execution returned to the General Military Mansion and told Zhao Wen about the death of Dorgon Duoduo and others.

Sitting in the hall, Zhao Wen waved his hands at the officials who came to report, "Go down and tell the ironworks that we must speed up these few days and get Dorgon's kneeling statue out as soon as possible."

"Obey!" The official cupped his hands at Zhao Wengong, and then walked outside.

Zhao Wen stood up from his chair and looked at Li Xiaosan next to him, "The Chinese New Year is coming soon, come on, follow me to the streets and do some shopping along the way."

In fact, even if Zhao Wen doesn't go out, there will be special people to buy new year's goods.

Li Xiaosan hurriedly brought a dozen or so personal guards in plain clothes, and followed Zhao Wen towards the front.

Not long after, Zhao Wen came to the street outside.

There are more and more pedestrians on the street, and the number of small merchants and hawkers on both sides of the street has also increased.

Small merchants and vendors kept shouting loudly on both sides of the street, attracting the attention of passers-by.

The people kept bargaining with the vendors in front of the vendors. Although the people in Xuan Town were very rich now, they still bargained.The ability to bargain seems to be engraved in his bones, and he will never abandon it no matter what.

Zhao Wen walked on both sides of the street. Looking at the bustling scene on the street, he said: "Although Xuanzhen is extremely prosperous today, the people in Shanxi are still very poor. If we want the people in Shanxi to become like Xuanzhen, we must I'm afraid it will take a lot of time."

Zhao Wen kept thinking about how to manage the people in Shanxi in his mind.

It has been less than a year since Shanxi was taken by Zhao Wen, and now the land is only distributed to the local people.

Although this incident is a very worthwhile celebration for the local people, it is far from meeting Zhao Wen's requirements.

In Zhao Wen's conception, Shanxi should at least be like Xuanzhen in the future. I dare not say that it will completely reach Xuanzhen's appearance, but at least it will reach half of Xuanzhen.

At this moment, a familiar voice came to Zhao Wen's ears.

Zhao Wen looked in the direction where the voice came from, and saw a middle-aged scholar standing next to a soap vendor, holding a piece of soap in his hand, and bargaining with the vendor.

"I said that your stuff is really too expensive. An osmanthus-flavored soap will cost me five cents. This is really too expensive. Can you sell it for two cents?"

This middle-aged scholar was none other than Lu Xiangsheng who had been to Xuanzhen once before.

Now he is holding a cardboard box wrapped in wax paper in his hand, looking at the street vendor, and bargaining with the street vendor non-stop. At this moment, he still doesn't look like a scholar.

"My lord, this is a small business. I paid four cents for the purchase price. It would be a real loss if I sold it to you for two cents. I can't even get back the cost.

My lord, you can raise it a bit more, two cents of copper coins really can't be sold, if I sell it, I won't lose money to death! "The peddler said to Lu Xiangsheng earnestly.

When Lu Xiangsheng heard this, he hesitated, he kept looking at the soap in his hand, smelling it again and again.

"This thing is really useful, it's really good, how about it, will you sell it for three cents of copper coins? If you don't sell it, then I'll leave? If you sell me for three cents of silver, I can buy more. What do you think?" Like?" Lu Xiangsheng pointed at the soap in his hand and looked at the peddler.

Hearing Lu Xiangsheng's voice, the peddler's face was full of solemnity. After a while, the peddler pretended to be heartbroken, and then gritted his teeth, "My lord, the little one is sold. Today you are the first one to buy soap." Yes, the small ones should be opened. I don’t know how much you want to buy, sir?”

"Give me ten osmanthus scented ones, ten jasmine scented ones, and ten laundry soaps." Lu Xiangsheng pointed to the soap in the vendor's tricycle compartment and said to the vendor.

"Come on, my lord, wait a moment, I'll wrap it up for you right away." The vendor said, taking out some wax paper, wrapped up the soap that Lu Xiangsheng needed, and handed it to Lu Xiangsheng.

Lu Xiangsheng took the soap and put it in the cloth bag he was carrying.

"My lord, seeing how much you bought, I'll give you a soap box." The vendor took out a wooden soap box from the compartment of the tricycle and handed it to Lu Xiangsheng.

When Lu Xiangsheng saw that he was also giving away a soap box, he instantly felt that the price he had just paid was too high.

But now that the price has been negotiated, even if you want to go back on your word, you can't do it.

Lu Xiangsheng took out the copper coins, handed them to the peddler, and then took the soap box.

"Master, go slowly, come again!" The peddler said to Lu Xiangsheng with a smile.

Lu Xiangsheng snorted softly, turned around and was about to leave.

Zhao Wen looked at Lu Xiangsheng who was about to leave, and walked over directly.

"Mr. Lu!" Zhao Wen walked behind Lu Xiangsheng and called Lu Xiangsheng.

Lu Xiangsheng felt that the voice was somewhat familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had heard it before.

Lu Xiangsheng turned around and looked at Zhao Wen.

"Lord Chief Soldier!" Lu Xiangsheng looked at Zhao Wen's smiling face, and instantly recognized Lu Xiangsheng, and he was about to salute Zhao Wen.

Zhao Wen waved his hand and said with a smile, "This is outside, so there's no need to be like that. Why do you remember me, Xuanzhen?"

"Oh, it's hard to say!" Lu Xiangsheng let out a long sigh.

"Let's go, let's go to a quiet place and have a good chat." Zhao Wen said and led Lu Xiangsheng to an inn not far away.

Lu Xiangsheng held a cloth bag in his hand, which contained the soap he bought just now, and followed behind Zhao Wen.

Not long after, Zhao Wen brought Lu Xiangsheng to the inn.

As soon as he entered the door, the shopkeeper standing behind the counter recognized Zhao Wen.

The shopkeeper hurried out of the counter and walked towards Zhao Wen.

Looking at the shopkeeper who came over to salute, Zhao Wen waved his hand, "No need to salute, just arrange a room for me."

"Obey!" The shopkeeper replied, then bowed his body, "My lord, please!"

The shopkeeper made a gesture of invitation, and then led Zhao Wen towards the second floor.

Now because it is not a meal time, there are fewer people eating, so there are many empty rooms on the second floor.

The shopkeeper chose a well-decorated and well-located room, and brought Zhao Wen in.

Zhao Wen walked into the room and said to the shopkeeper: "You go down first, if I need anything later, someone will notify you!"

The shopkeeper saluted Zhao Wen, and then walked down.

Zhao Wen sat at the round table in the middle of the room. He pointed to the stool opposite him and looked at Lu Xiangsheng, "Sit down!"

(End of this chapter)