Emperor Chongzhen of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 238

The whole court suddenly fell silent.

The soldier who announced the news breathed heavily, and after Ning finished, the brim of my hat fell to the ground with a slap, and there was a crisp sound.

The smile of Feng Quan, a college student who was about to congratulate the Qing Dynasty on his domination of the world, froze with a smile on his face, and Gang Lin, a college scholar, was also dumbfounded, and turned his attention to the regent Dorgon.

Not only them, but all the important officials of the Qing court looked at the regent Dorgon.

Even the co-regent Jierhalang looked at the regent Dorgon, not knowing whether to be angry or happy about it.

Even the little emperor Shunzhi looked at Dorgon: "Uncle!"

Dorgon didn't speak, but walked up to the soldier, kicked the soldier away suddenly, and walked out of the palace silently.

Seeing that Dorgon left without making a sound, the auxiliary king Jierhalang had no choice but to help the soldier up himself, and stepped forward, kneeling down to Shunzhi: "Long live, Prince Yu Duoduo The expedition to the south of the Yangtze River is just a piece of news, and it is not clear yet. In my humble opinion, I should send people to continue to inquire or wait for other news, and at the same time, I should also carefully ask the person who reported the news. If the facts are true, I should immediately summon Prince Aji Go back to the division and make sure that our two armies fall into the enemy's hands."

Because Dorgon left the court directly at this time, none of Dorgon's trusted ministers dared to express their opinions at will, but Jierhalang and the ministers who supported him or were neutral all stood up and said yes.

"Then according to what my uncle said, send someone to inquire immediately, take this soldier down, so that he can inquire about the root cause, and tell Prince Ying, Azig, not to underestimate the enemy," the little emperor Shunzhi said, then glanced at Fan Wencheng, Fan Wencheng Cheng nodded, and the little Emperor Shunzhi was relieved.

One stone stirred up waves, and although the co-government king Jierhalang said that he still had to verify the authenticity of the news of Prince Yu Duoduo's defeat, most courtiers believed it at this time, and spread it wildly. The city began to become restless.

The military aristocrats of the Manchu Qing were fine, after all, not all Manchu ministers were as ambitious as Dorgon.

Most of them were only satisfied with the land outside the pass, and now they are lucky enough to get a few provinces in the pass and occupy the city of Beijing, which makes them even more satisfied, so they are not too shocked by Duduo's failure And uneasy, in their view, it is not impossible for them to divide the north and south of Ming Dynasty just like the former dynasty and the later Jin Dynasty.

But for the Han bureaucrats who surrendered to the Qing court, the news of Duoduo's defeat made many of them feel very uneasy at the moment. It was already a hurdle in their hearts to think that the Hu regime was Zhengshuo. However, the regime failed to wipe out the Ming Dynasty in one fell swoop, so many Han bureaucrats who wanted to rely on the establishment of the new dynasty to wash away the stigma of their second ministers began to worry that their reputation would not be cleansed.

Feng Quan, a scholar of the University, Hong Chengchou, Minister of the Ministry of War, Chen Mingxia, Minister of the Ministry of Officials, and Wang Zhengzhi, Minister of the Ministry of Households, are such a group of courtiers of the Qing court.

Feng Quan looked at Han Yu with a sad face, raised and put down the teacup in his hand, put it down and raised it again, and sighed: "This old civilization will not be removed. After all, you and I are still the second ministers who are spurned by the world. People are poking the spine!"

Hong Chengchou looked at the sky, and rubbed his face with his hands: "Now that I have pledged allegiance to the Qing Dynasty, I should naturally serve the Qing Dynasty. If the Ming court is in power, the world will not be safe for a day. In any case, the Ming Dynasty must perish Just do it."

"As Da Sima said, others can accept the division of the North and the South, and imitate the things of Jinxia and Southern Song Dynasty. We cannot accept it. If we want peace in this world, there can only be one court, and that is my Qing Dynasty! Zhu Ming has two courts. For more than a hundred years, it has already decayed and cannot survive.” Wang Zhengzhi touched his bald head, feeling that the wind was blowing too cold, so he had to put the melon skin hat on his head again.

"If Zhu Mingzhen still has Yue Fei and Han Shizhong and his like, they can rule the country by relying on the natural moat of the Yangtze River, but they should also remove the title of the country and give priority to the Qing Dynasty. The royal family of Zhu Ming descended to the Qing Dynasty to destroy the bandits together, so the history of the previous dynasty is still for us to repair, and the names of the past and the back are still for us to write on the painting."

When Chen Mingxia said this, Hong Chengchou also nodded and said yes: "Chen Shilang is right, but it is better to be destroyed or destroyed. Although Prince Yu was defeated, our Qing Dynasty is not invincible. With Jiangnan's weakness, Even if it can resist my Great Qing Iron Cavalry for a while, can it still resist for a lifetime? In any case, we must persuade His Majesty and the Regent to attack Ming again."

……

Dorgon did not return to his mansion, but broke into the palace of Bumbutai, the Queen Mother of the Holy Mother.

At this time, Bumbutai was only sitting in the meditation hall chanting Buddha, and had never noticed Dorgon's appearance. After realizing that he was hugged by someone, the Buddhist beads slipped from his hands in shock: "What is the emperor doing, your majesty is coming soon!" Come on, Uncle Emperor!"

Dorgon didn't say anything, he just carried Bumbutai into the inner meditation hall, and started to move wildly: "Come here, Your Majesty, it doesn't matter if he sees it, maybe he still wants to tell his biological mother what happened today." If you can’t go out, I want to see if Duoduo is defeated and captured, will the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty still listen to me, Dorgon!”

After a hearty battle, Bumbutai sat up from Dorgon's body and rearranged his headgear: "The emperor just said what happened to Duoduo's defeat and capture, Prince Yu?"

"You personally send someone to call the soldier who delivered the news to inquire carefully. By then, you will know what's going on." Dorgon exhaled heavily as he spoke, and murmured: "Zhu Youjian Ah Zhu Youjian, you really surprised me. I thought you, a deep palace emperor who had never seen a military formation with swords and guns, was useless except self-willed. But let me lose tens of thousands of cavalry, this is my elite white flag, it is the foundation of this king's foothold in the court!"

At this time, Bumbutai really ordered someone to call the soldier, and asked him about the specific reasons.

"I don't know the specifics of the slaves. They just came to report to the court under the order of their master Seventh Lord (Abatai). Raised [-] iron cavalry, initially went smoothly, but met the Emperor of Ming Dynasty at the foot of Kaifeng City, and then lost some troops in Mengcheng and Dingyuan City, and was surrounded by hundreds of thousands of Ming troops in Yangzhou City, and launched In the decisive battle, Prince Yu's master and master fought bloody battles for several days and were finally captured. The whole army was beheaded and killed. Only a wrapped servant beside Prince Yu's master ran out and brought the news to our master. Do not return to Shandong, temporarily stationed in Baoding, waiting for the imperial court's order."

Here Bumbutai continued to ask, but Dorgon became even more puzzled, thinking that although the number of hundreds of thousands of Ming troops is indeed not small, but he also has [-] cavalry on his side, plus hundreds of red cannons. It won't be such a heavy loss, so the more I think about it, the more I feel that there is something strange here.

(End of this chapter)