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Chapter 421 Entering the Capital ()

Perhaps because he was too afraid of the rumored prison camp life, Zhou Yanru ignored his face and shouted and made alarmist remarks all the way.

It is a pity that the officers and soldiers of the Yi army who came to arrest him already knew what kind of role he was and were completely indifferent to his calls.

What made Zhou Yanru even more devastated was that when he came out of the small courtyard, the people he met along the way pointed at him and talked about him, but they were not on his side.

"Who is this man? Why was he captured by the Yi army?"

"He must not be a good person. Otherwise, could Wei Jun arrest him?"

"His name sounds like he is the chief minister of the former dynasty?"

"How can he be the chief minister of the previous dynasty? Then I will be Emperor Chongzhen."

A down-and-out scholar even took a sip at Zhou Yanru and said loudly: "If you are really the former chief minister of the Ming Dynasty, then being captured by the Yi army and forced to do hard labor will be an advantage to you. If you ask me, you should be beheaded in public!"

After hearing this, Zhou Yanru finally shut up.

As a result, when the Yi army came, he sneaked away with his servants outside the pass, but we became prisoners of the Yi army. Would you say it's unlucky or not? "

Zhou Yanru didn't know whether he was unable to accept the current situation or was afraid. After entering the prison camp, he seemed to have turned into an old quail, huddled in a corner and remained silent.

With a bitter look on his face, he couldn't help but ponder, "Why did I get so far?"

The officers and soldiers of the Yi army arranged the two of them into an ordinary barracks and left them alone.

No, he will definitely not wait until he is arrested as a traitor by the Yi army, but will be captured by the Qing captives and even humiliated.

He also hoped that he could survive in the Yijun prison camp until his wife sent someone to visit him.

Only then did he realize that most of the policies he carried out during his two terms as chief assistant in the capital did more harm than good to the people, or even caused a hundred harms without any benefit, and were not popular among the people.

Gong Dingsi followed Zhou Yanru and got a lot of spit from the people's curses.

Now that he is in trouble, the people who know him will only applaud and applaud him instead of complaining on his behalf.

"Looking at this dear man's attire, he seemed to have been an officer of the Ming Dynasty before. Why did he become a prisoner of the Yi army?"

Gong Dingsha could indeed speak. Hearing this, he comforted himself and said, "I would say that if you stay in the pass, you will become a prisoner. It is better than going outside the pass with such villains."

"Hey, how did you know?" The middle-aged man looked surprised when he heard this, "Didn't you just arrive today? How do you know that life in this prisoner camp is good?"

Worrying about gain and loss, Zhou Yanru and Gong Dingwei were escorted into a barracks in the city by the Yi army's officers and soldiers - this was one of the original barracks of the Ming Dynasty's capital camp, and was now used as a prisoner camp by the Yi army.

After being sent to the prisoner camp, the two discovered that although most of the prisoners here were dressed as former Ming government troops, a very small number seemed to be shun soldiers.

Then he became vaguely afraid of the life in the prisoner camp - he heard that the prisoners were not treated as human beings, were humiliated, beaten and scolded at will, and could only eat one meal of porridge a day to survive. His health is not in good shape, and he probably won't be able to wait until his family comes to see him.

Thinking of this, he felt even more grateful.

This man is really easy to talk to. He sighed after hearing this and said: "Oh, I am willing to follow the wrong person? My guard first surrendered and then surrendered to the Qing.

Seeing this, Gong Dingsi could only ask a kind middle-aged man in the barracks for information.

Now it was Gong Ding's turn to be surprised and stunned.

The only thing he was lucky about now was that he followed Gu Hengmei's advice and sent his family back to their hometown in Hefei before the Qing captives entered the capital, otherwise they would have suffered with him.

But when the Wei army came, he said that he could no longer surrender to the Wei army, otherwise he would become a slave of the fourth surname, so he led us to hold on to the pass.

He would definitely not say that what he just said was just to comfort people, so he took the opportunity to ask: "How can life in this prisoner camp be called good?"

"I heard that you spoke in a refined manner, so you must be a scholar. Anyway, I, Lao Zhao, will tell you.

I heard that the Yijun prison camp is divided into several camps, and the prisoners in each prison camp are treated differently.

In this camp like ours, most of the prisoners in it are from the former Ming Dynasty official army or Shun army, and the treatment is considered to be the best among the several prisoner camps.

I can have three meals of porridge every day, which is rich in oil and full of salty taste. When I was an officer in the Ming Dynasty, I was always hungry and full. Being able to eat three such meals a day is already very good.

What's more, Wei Jun only arranged for us to do tasks such as cleaning streets and repairing houses and city walls. While it's not easy, it's not too heavy either.

I saw the slave-building prisoners being taken out of the city before, and after asking about them, I found out that they were going to be sent to dig coal in Xishan Mountain.

There were also those Mongolian prisoners and the shaved-headed Eight Banners Han prisoners, who were all escorted outside the city to build roads and dig ditches. In this cold weather, it was much harder than us working in the city.

Moreover, maybe their food is not as good as ours. After all, food is expensive nowadays. It is impossible for all the prisoners of the Yi army to have three meals a day, right? "The middle-aged man seemed to have a desire to talk, and he talked a lot, finally letting Gong Dingsi understand that he and Zhou Yanru were sent to the prisoner camp with the best treatment.

Suddenly he had expectations for his future life.

On the way to the prisoner camp, the general of the Yi army told them that they would be punished with three years of hard labor.

Originally, he thought that his small body would not last long and he would die of cold, hunger, or exhaustion. But if what this middle-aged man said was true, he might be able to survive three years.

He promised that as long as he survived these three years, he would never think about being an official again. Go home and inherit the thousands of acres of fertile land left by your old father, have a lovely wife and concubines, and live the small life of a landlord.

Although Zhou Yanru next to him pretended to be an old quail, he actually kept his ears open and listened.

After listening, he had the same idea - since Liu Sheng sent him to the prisoner camp, he obviously didn't want to see someone like him who surrendered and surrendered.

In this case, he is afraid that there will be no hope for his career in this life, and he will have no choice but to go home and become a landlord, and have grandchildren...

When Zhou Yanru and Gong Dingsi were sent to the prison camp, in front of a coal mine pit in the west mountain of the capital, Abatai roared in not fluent Chinese, "I am Baylor of the Qing Dynasty, even if I have become a bastard now You can kill or cut into pieces your captives, but you can’t let me be a lowly mining slave!”

The sentinel-level military and political officers who were specifically responsible for the hard labor of these slaves came over after hearing the news. After understanding the situation, they sneered: "Return to the Qing Dynasty's Baylor? You have decided that you are self-reliant and belong to the puppet dynasty.

Now that we have been beaten to the point of shrinking back to the Liao land, it is only a matter of time before the country is destroyed and the tribe is exterminated. Why are you still pretending to be a big-tailed wolf here?

Come, find a few slave-building prisoners who are also unruly and unruly, and form a group with this Baylor.

Tell them that each group must dig out a specified weight of coal every day, otherwise there will be no food.

Isn’t this Qing Baylor? Let’s see if those bannermen who call themselves slaves to him are willing to help him dig coal! "

Sergeant Wei was very efficient in his work, and soon he found four tall and equally unruly Eight Banners Manchurian soldiers.

Two of them were even descended from the Savage Jurchens.

After these Jurchens became prisoners of the Yi army, they were originally given two meals of porridge a day. Now that they were sent to work, they could only eat three meals of porridge. They all cherished it very much.

After understanding the mission assigned by the Yi army, four pairs of bull's eyes immediately focused on Abatai one by one.

Although these four Jurchens were all taller than Abatai, Abatai was not afraid at all. He glared and said, "Why, you slaves want to rebel? I am Baile!"

When he yelled like this, the two savage Jurchens lowered their heads subconsciously and wanted to kneel down, but they held back in the end.

In the end, it was a Jurchen bannerman who was also from Jianzhou who spoke out.

"If you and Azig didn't know how to fight, would we have become prisoners? Since we are all prisoners, stop showing off like Baylor.

Dig coal together, complete the task, and everyone will have food to eat. If you are unwilling to do it or are lazy and prevent us from completing the task, don't blame us for being rude! "

After saying that, he picked up a mining pick and stuffed it into Abatai's hand.

"Dog slave, you really want to rebel?" With the mining pick in hand, Abatai felt that he was a little more awesome. He did not dare to attack the Yi army, but he was ready to kill a bannerman slave to establish his authority.

Finally, when he was about to take action, a savage Jurchen who had been lowering her head suddenly yelled something and kicked him a foot away!

Abatai was also known for his bravery in the army. Unexpectedly, he was kicked away by the wild Jurchen. He couldn't get up for a long time. The other prisoners of the Eight Banners soldiers around him were stunned.

Then his eyes became strange.

Obviously, they clearly understood that Abatai's reputation for martial arts in the past was somewhat related to his status as a member of the Aisin Gioro clan - even if it was a "fair" competition, which "minion" would dare to really defeat his "master"? It is inevitable to give up a few points.

Now that he was kicked away by an ordinary flag soldier who was born as a savage Jurchen, this was a normal comparison of strength.

Immediately, as soon as Abate struggled to get up, he was surrounded by four prisoners from the same group.

"Tell me, do you want to dig or not?" the prisoner from Jianzhou Jurchen asked coldly.

Seeing this, Abatai finally realized that he could no longer use his clan status to serve these ordinary bannermen.

He was actually afraid of death - if he wasn't afraid of death, he would have died on the battlefield or committed suicide after being captured.

At the same time, he was also afraid of being beaten - that would make him even more embarrassed and lose what little face he had left.

So he picked up the mining pick and said in a low voice: "Isn't it just mining? If you don't know how to be Benbeile? Just dig!"

After saying that, he picked up a mining pick, squeezed through a few people, and entered the mine first.

The other four people had no interest in embarrassing Abatai anymore and followed him into the hole to dig coal - in such cold weather, if they could not complete the task and eat, they would really freeze and starve to death.

(End of this chapter)