Traveling through the Ming Dynasty, as soon as you open your eyes, you will die

Chapter 61 Crying and pleading
  Lu Mou had no ambitions in negotiating with the Manchus. The so-called effect is to delay the time when the Manchu Qing invaders may invade again.

But the breakdown in negotiations has become apparent.

As the saying goes, what you can't get on the battlefield can't be obtained at the negotiation table.

It turned out that when the Manchus were in Nurhachi, in order to recuperate and recuperate, they would rather lower their status, even to lose the imperial title, become a vassal, pay tribute and become ministers, and use the Great Wall as the boundary. The Manchus were willing to be the vassal states of the seventeen vassals of the Ming Dynasty forever. one. At that time, Daming was too stubborn to agree.

Now, things have turned. The officials from the Ministry of Etiquette who were negotiating came back dejectedly. The Manchu Qing Dynasty also stubbornly refused to agree to the conditions proposed by the Ming Dynasty.

The Manchus and the Qing Dynasty proposed that if they wanted to negotiate peace, they had to agree to my conditions: the Ming Dynasty officially recognized the original Nuergandusi as Manchu territory, recognized Monan and Mobei Mongolia as Manchus, and recognized Korea as a Manchu vassal state.

The Ming Dynasty took the Great Wall as its boundary. Outside the Great Wall, all was the territory of the Qing Dynasty, including western Liaoning outside Shanhaiguan.

The Ming Dynasty paid 20,000 taels of gold, 3 million taels of silver, 1 million bolts of silk, and countless tea cotton to the Qing Dynasty every year.

Of course, to give you face, the Qing Dynasty and the Ming Dynasty are countries of brothers, and the Qing Dynasty is the younger brother. Every year, the Qing Dynasty rewarded the Ming Dynasty with some valuable sea greens, ginseng, mink skins, and corals.

Faced with such humiliating conditions, Chongzhen became furious and threw all the utensils in the imperial study. Lu Mou was so distressed by the throwing.

The pen and washer that just broke and scratched my face is an authentic blue and white porcelain from the Yuan Dynasty.

In future generations, this would be just a few hundred million dollars gone.

If it were pawned now, it would be enough to support a group for a month.

Squatting on the ground, he carefully picked up the pieces and put him in his arms. You know, in later generations, just this fragment will be auctioned for millions.

I am poor now, but I was never rich in my previous life.

What if we go back in time and get rich overnight with this piece of porcelain? We can't come to Daming in vain, so why don't we go back and order something.

"Father, I know that this is a knife that pierces the heart. No matter who it is, it will be uncomfortable and painful."

Chongzhen was furious: "Since you know, then you still forced me to deceive myself and others? You deserve to die. You deserve to die."

"Only mother is good in the world -" the children's song sung.

A piece of jade from the Eastern Zhou Dynasty was smashed over, not for Lu Mou to collect, but as a sharp weapon to kill him: "Shut up, shut up, if you do this again this time, your mother and I will accompany you to bury our ancestors." .”

Lu Mou hurriedly shut up. In the big matter of right and wrong, this trick didn't work.

Holding down Chongzhen's trembling and cold hands, Lu Mou begged: "Father, please think about Gou Jian lying on a firewood and taste his gallbladder, and taste Fu Cha's feces for yourself."

"If you want to taste it, go and taste it. I would rather die than suffer this shame and humiliation."

"If tasting Dorgon's feces can bring life to our ancestors and hundreds of millions of Han people, I will go now."

When Chongzhen heard this, he looked at his son seriously.

There was no falsehood in his expression, his eyes were full of pain, but unwavering.

He believed in this son who used all means to finally pull the dying Ming Dynasty out of the abyss.

He sat down on the chair slumpedly, covered his head helplessly, and fell silent.

After clearing up the messy things on the floor, Lu Mou sighed softly: "Now that Zhili is stable, the finances are eased, and the monarchs and ministers are united, our ancestors are finally protected, and the Ming Dynasty is expected to be reborn. And the most dangerous enemy is Jiannu, and our father and son only need to If we endure it for a while and delay the Manchus from joining the invaders and disrupt all our plans, we can achieve our father and son's goals. Then why not endure it for a while?"

Then he said firmly to Chongzhen: "Father, continue to negotiate with the Manchus. Make a small step to hold them back and buy some time for your ministers. As long as you get the Queen of Autumn for your ministers. Just get to the Queen of Autumn, I have solved the Shandong issue, even if you directly declare war with the Manchus and Qing Dynasty at that time, and you directly invite the Manchu Qing Dynasties to come to the capital for a decisive battle, I will still have a way to compete with them."

At this point, he couldn't help but kneel down slowly in front of Chongzhen: "Father, for the sake of our ancestors and for the sake of hundreds of millions of Han men in the world not to be slaves of foreign races, father, please promise me." Chongzhen Song He opened his hands to cover his face and looked intently at San'er who was kneeling in front of him.

Ever since he fell unconscious from a tree and woke up, this son rarely knelt down for himself.

No matter how difficult it was, for his own sake, he did not kneel down to anyone. Even for himself, the emperor's father, he would not kneel down if he could.

Today, he turned out to be like this, kneeling in front of him, and his whole body showed a kind of weakness and exhaustion.

Yes, it is weakness and exhaustion.

At this time, Chongzhen suddenly thought that the son in front of him, whom he could not help but rely on, was actually only thirteen years old.

If a thirteen-year-old child were born in a rural area, he would be a shepherd boy singing and carefree; if he was born in a wealthy family, he would be innocent and study in a private school. And at the same time, originally, being born into an imperial family like my own was the age when I was ready to be a drunken pig.

However, he was born when the country was about to be destroyed and the family was about to be destroyed. It was already determined that the country was destroyed and the family was destroyed tomorrow.

In the end, he stood up bravely and shouldered the burden of Ming's rebirth that he couldn't bear.

At a frail age, an age that is not commensurate with his age, he went through hardships and personally entered the battle, and finally saved the Ming Dynasty, which had already stepped into destruction with both feet, so that he could not become a subjugated king who would be a joke for future generations. .

How difficult it is for him, and how incompetent his father is.

Could it be that he delayed his son's ambitious plan just for the sake of his own face? Are you really going to give up your Ming Dynasty ancestors and billions of people just for the sake of your own face?

After a long time, Chongzhen finally sighed: "Promise to my son, the worst is, I will be negative and not dare to see my ancestors, and I will just be a lonely ghost."

Weakly, he said to Wang Chengen: "I ordered the Ministry of Rites to send a mission to negotiate with the Qing Dynasty. First promise him to be the country of Ming brothers, and negotiate the remaining conditions slowly."

When the father and son looked up at each other again, tears were already streaming down their faces.

Lu Mou kowtowed again: "Father, don't worry, in five years, five years from now, my son will destroy the Manchu Qing Dynasty and regain Liaodong, so that my father will not be accused by history books."

This kind of humiliating condition is the most distressing, and it is also the easiest to be criticized and reviled by future generations. If the father and son could not finally destroy the Qing Dynasty and regain Liaodong, future generations would scold them every time they saw that new map.

The candidates for the peace talks this time were carefully selected by the Ministry of Rites. They are all Donglin Party members and elite talents.

Why do you choose this way? Who else in the world can be better than them at talking nonsense and word games? The purpose of this negotiation is to stall for time.

Lu Mou told Qian Qianyi, the head of the diplomatic mission, "This time, I must give full play to your strengths. It is best to start with the Three Emperors and Emperor Wu, and then talk about him for all time. But don’t get stuck at the moment and let the negotiation end.”

Qian Qianyi smiled slightly and was full of confidence: "Your Majesty, don't worry, we know what our true mission is. Even if we start talking from the front, we promise that within three months, there will be no heavy words. Your Majesty, you Just wait for the news of our victory.”

Then Qian Qianyi held the staff and waved to his colleagues behind him: "Fellow colleagues, let us go to the battlefield that belongs to us and devote ourselves to bringing the Ming Dynasty back to life."

Looking at the retreating figures of fellow Donglin people with a windy and rustling air, Lu Mou sighed in his heart, who said Donglin was useless? That depends on whether you have the ability to recycle waste. Look, this will give Dorgon a headache for half a year.

What should I do in half a year? I should now inspect the training of the new army for a month and then take them to the battlefield in Shandong.

Lu Mou was very happy now. He was happy that he finally had some time to train the new army, instead of being a group of passionate men who had just joined the Forbidden Army and were rushed to the battlefield after only ten days of training. In the three battles and three victories, most of the casualties were caused by them. In his heart, he was really guilty. Now, that situation must never happen again.

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