Emperor Ming Dynasty

Chapter 233
While Zhu Yixi was enjoying life, Hong Chengchou was also preparing to leave Beijing.

Before leaving, he thanked the young Emperor Shunzhi, who was full of confusion.

The regent Dorgon looked serious.

This time, Dorgon not only let him take away two thousand Han Eight Banners, but also took away one thousand Mongolian Eight Banners.

These 3000 people are the reliance of his supervisor, the Central Plains.

However, the Prince Regent's expression was not good-looking, and he was even quite irritable.

Of course Hong Chengchou understood the reason.

Azige and Duoduo, one was defeated and the other died. As Dorgon's brothers, the two armies failed to succeed.

What's even more embarrassing is that Hauge, who originally thought he was going for a stroll in Shandong, has recovered the state capital one after another. Although it's just a matter of size, it's easy to capture, but when compared, it immediately looks outstanding.

Dorgon's lungs exploded, and he was busy dealing with Hauge.

Since the intruder cannot be killed quickly, he can only fight slowly.

Thinking of the 300,000 taels of silver he was carrying, Hong Chengchou was quite full of ambition.

"No matter how many temples there are, it is not as good as commanding troops to kill the enemy."

Feeling this incomparable trust, Hong Chengchou was in high spirits.

Now, after the imperial court entered the customs, within less than half a year, they controlled Shanxi, Beizhili, the three provinces of Shandong, and the trespassers in Shaanxi seemed particularly glaring.

He just left the capital with a desolate face.

In the front, the soldiers beat the gongs and drums, thirteen times.

The meaning of the sound of the gong is "the big and small civil and military officials, soldiers and civilians all get out of the way".

And the entourage shouted it out.

The sound of gongs and drums is loud and deafening, swearing the status of the master.

When Zeng Guofan took office as the governor of Liangjiang, he went out, and the sound of gongs and drums scared even his grandson to death.

In the rear, Hong Chengchou rides on the Eight Carriers, and the guard of honor has 34 members, holding the evasion and silence signs, flying tiger flags, apricot umbrellas, green fans, golden sticks and so on.

The army is clustered in front and behind, with extraordinary momentum.

Lifting the curtains, the grass on both sides of the official road is lush and green, and there are very few people who cultivate it. When they bow their heads and kowtow, they can see that they are emaciated.

Just as he was about to lament how difficult the people's livelihood was, he saw a group of people running for their lives in ragged clothes.

"Help, help!!!"

Right behind them, several soldiers who came on horseback also shot arrows with grinning smiles, and the men who were running away were shot to death continuously.

A five or six-year-old child fell and fell, and before he could cry, he was trampled by a horse's hoof, his chest was sunken, and he lost his breath.

However, the nooses in their hands directly caught the women who wanted to escape, and then they pulled them onto the horses without any hesitation, and walked away.

He doesn't care about the teams on the official road.

The cries of women and the grinning laughter of soldiers were particularly conspicuous on the empty grass.

The people who bowed their heads were also trembling, and they didn't dare to raise their heads when they heard the cry for help.

After a while, there were more than a dozen corpses left on the ground.

And the Eight Banners who were marching watched with relish. They also often do this kind of scene, and they are already used to it.

As the sedan chair went away, Hong Chengchou could vaguely see his body being gathered up by the people, as if it was about to be buried.

"Alas!" Hong Chengchou sighed and ignored it.

The expansion of the enclosure order was the result of the strong push of the regent and the strong demands of the Eight Banners.

Those lands are originally official land and Huangzhuang, even if it is your own field, as long as you cultivate it, once it is assigned to the Eight Banners, you can only accept your fate.

Whether it is land, wives and daughters, or real estate, they all belong to the Eight Banners, so as to honor and support the Eight Banners masters.

Resist, flee, and be prepared to be killed.

"For the great cause of the Qing Dynasty, what's the matter with being a slave?"

Hong Chengchou said with emotion.

If Daqing couldn't gain a firm foothold, he would really become a traitor and traitor.

Soon, the army continued to move south without stopping.

The scenery along the way made Hong Chengchou look worried.

too poor.

The villages are barren, the roads are in a mess, and during the spring plowing period, not many people are seen farming.

Without food, how to supply the army?How to recruit troops?

After thinking about it again and again, Hong Chengchou said softly: "We still have to appease the traitor!"

He didn't expect these three thousand eight banners to do anything.

In other words, these 3000 people only served as a military governor, and the real war still had to rely on the Han people.

Once summer came, the Eight Banners would be unaccustomed to the environment and their combat effectiveness would be greatly reduced. This was something he had to consider.

But within ten days, he arrived at Zhangde Mansion.

The dividing line between Beizhili and Henan is not the Yellow River, but the little-known Zhangshui River.

Zhangde, Weihui, and Huaiqing, these three prefectures are located in the north of the Yellow River. They suffered from military disasters and few floods, so they naturally preserved their vitality.

As soon as he entered Henan, Hong Chengchou urged the local spring plowing. After all, he sent his own soldiers around to run around, which greatly accelerated the progress of spring plowing in the three prefectures.

In addition, he also sent people to recruit soldiers in the three prefectures to train the Han army.

It took almost only ten days to recruit 3000 people as the supervisor.

At this time, he leisurely received the gentry from the three prefectures: "The Qing Dynasty has always treated scholars preferentially. Now, as long as you have fame and fame, no matter whether you are a scholar or a scholar, you can be an official!"

"The thieves are raging, but they are like grasshoppers after autumn. They can only jump for a few days. Although the former Ming Dynasty stood in Nanjing, it is just a remnant of evil. The court can destroy it with a single gesture—"

The gentry naturally nodded in agreement, looking at his bald forehead, their minds turned back and forth.

Everything else is fine, but shaving your head is really uncomfortable.

"Master, do you know that the court shaves your hair?"

Someone who couldn't bear his temper hurriedly asked.

"The Han people follow the Han, and the Manchus follow the Manchus."

Hong Chengchou glanced sideways at him, seeing the curiosity in everyone's eyes, he opened his mouth slowly.

In today's Manchu Qing Dynasty, the nobles of the Eight Banners, including Dorgon, are accustomed to using Han to rule Han. As long as the rule can be consolidated, they don't care about their hair.

Even the official robes of many people were from the Ming Dynasty when they went to court, and no one cared.

Hearing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

It is of course not bad to be an official without having to shave your hair.

For a time, there was an endless stream of flattery.

Of course, there are also those with hard bones who didn't come because of excuses.

However, Hong Chengchou did not dislike these people, he deeply understood that officials are no longer good or bad, only loyal.

Furthermore, the presence of staff and the intelligence of officials are no longer important.

The three prefectures of Henan do not belong to Gyeonggi and do not suffer from enclosure, so they are very obedient to Hong Chengchou.

Immediately, a large amount of food, gold and silver entered the account, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.

In particular, food is what is most lacking now when there is a shortage of crops.

"In other words, Luoyang is now an empty city?"

When Hong Chengchou heard the news from the scouts, his heart moved.

Zhu Yixi gave up Luoyang because he knew that he was a Jedi, but that was not the case for him.

The three prefectures north of the Yellow River can continuously transport grain and grass.

Reoccupying Luoyang will not only spread the power of the Qing Dynasty throughout Henan, but also give the court, especially the regent, a good explanation for him.

"Over the four towns in Jiangbei, you can also hook up with one or two."

ps: In view of the fact that readers of other channels can’t see the pushed book, please re-post it——The Resurrection of the Tang Dynasty, at the end of the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms, you can take a look

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