The back door of my house can last until the end of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 100 Forming a Group to Shaanxi

Liaodong in summer is much warmer than winter, and gusts of east wind blowing from the east are squeezed into the beautiful Changbai Mountain.

The melted snow and ice turned into rivers, moistening the sides of the mountain.

Under the moonlight, Shengjing City was a little quiet, as if the whole city had fallen asleep.

Although there had just been a wonderful speech in the imperial study room, it had returned to calm at this moment. Accompanied by the cheers from the crowd, Huang Taiji stood proudly in front of the window, looking at the bright moonlight in the sky.

Thinking that the long-awaited great achievements of the Chinese people will be realized by himself, a smile slipped out from under his sparse beard.

But not everyone in the imperial study room is so relaxed.

Dai Shan, the number one opponent of Huang Taiji, frowned. He didn't think that what Huang Taiji said just now could be realized, and he didn't agree that the information I sent back from Ning Wan was true.

Ning Wan, I am just a "cunning" Han Chinese, a begging slave.

Huang Taiji returned to the map, the candle in his hand was about to burn out, the dog leg Fan Wencheng hurriedly took the prepared candle from the eunuch in the corner, and handed it to Huang Taiji.

The warm candlelight illuminated the map, and the places illuminated by the firelight were Shaanxi and the capital city.

The empty left hand was placed on the city of Xi'an Fu. This ancient city has stood on this land for thousands of years.

As far back as when the city was built, Huang Taiji and his ancestors were just savages with leaves around their buttocks in the mountains.

"Everyone, who should be sent over this time? This Sun Jie already has the heart to surrender. Judging from the military newspapers reported by Ning Wan, me and Bao Chengxian, he has had enough of the hypocritical oppression!" Huang Taiji turned around. The body and the face have a lot of smiles.

The moonlight outside the window was brighter, passing through the window, reflecting on the bodies of everyone in the imperial study.

There is a ray of moonlight on Duoduo's shoulder at the end, which is particularly conspicuous at this moment.

After Huang Taiji's gaze paused for a moment, he turned away again.

He hated Dorgon and Duoduo deeply, but he couldn't just let them do this kind of thing.

Shaanxi is located in the hinterland of Ming Dynasty, if there is an accident, they cannot come back.

This is equivalent to pushing one's younger brother into the fire pit. The struggle among the slaves has reached a fever pitch, but they are all descendants of Nurhachi.

If people's hearts are scattered, it will be difficult to lead the team.

If things come true, Dorgon or Duoduo's strength will rise, and if they are in cahoots with Sun Jie, then Huang Taiji's position will be a bit awkward.

Can't say to change the day.

Regardless of winning or losing, Dorgon Duoduo and the others cannot be allowed to pass, and the same is true for others.

His eyes swept over everyone one by one, and the people in the study were all masters of the Eight Banners.

Obviously, none of these people are suitable.

Envoys to Shaanxi must be bannermen, preferably two yellow bannermen.

Although the people sent out twice successively are important, they are not as good as the bannermen.

Ning Wan, I wrote back and said very well, Sun Jie tied his head to his waistband to work hard, if there is no important person to go, just some empty words, how can people feel at ease?

"Why did you teach me?!"

Huang Taiji thought a lot, but still couldn't make up his mind, so he asked everyone.

This kind of thing is quite special. If it was near Liaodong, these people would definitely be eager to try it, but far away in the hinterland of Daming, no one knows what will happen. If there is a slight mistake, they will die.

Fan Wencheng, who was kneeling beside him, kept rolling his eyeballs, and seemed to be thinking about it.

Everyone in the study discussed and expressed their opinions.

Most of them have no effect.

His gaze came to Fan Wencheng, and he asked, "I wonder if there is a good strategy?!"

The attitude is still very respectful.

"Hesheli Soni is the leading civil servant of the current dynasty. He is proficient in Chinese, Manchu, Mongolian and other languages. He is bold and careful, and has an extraordinary talent!"

Fan Wencheng raised his head and named a candidate.

Hesheli Sony, the figure who can never get around the founding of the slaves and the founding of the country.

Immediately, his combat exploits are not as powerful as those of Huang Taiji Dorgon, but in the field of martial arts, few people can compare.

Nurhachi had already made his mark at that time, and made a lot of contributions in the hands of Huang Taiji.

Many of the policies for building slaves came from him, and Huang Taiji is one of the few bannermen who can surpass the Han people in terms of wisdom.

During the Shunzhi period, he was promoted to the Minister of the Interior, the Minister of State Affairs, and the Chief of the House of Internal Affairs.

When Shunzhi was dying, he joined forces with Sukesaha, Ebilong and Aobai to serve as assistant ministers.

If this person is gone, it will be enough to affect some of the future decisions of the slaves.

Hesheli Sony returned to Hetuala for business a while ago, so he was not in the imperial study.

This person appeared in Huang Taiji's mind.

"This person has outstanding intelligence, it is possible!"

After a little thought, he decided on this person.

Hesheli Sony is a minister in the hands of Huang Taiji, and he is a member of the Yellow Banner. He has his identity and status.

If it can be done, the credit is Hesheli Sony, and Hesheli Sony is the person of the Yellow Banner, it is his credit.

At that time, his contribution and reputation of Huang Taiji will be in full swing.

Of course, you can't just go to one person.

To achieve the goal, a mission is essential.

There was a commotion in the imperial study room.

The moonlight began to fade, and the sun was secretly brewing below the horizon, about to pierce the dawn.

The stars in the sky are dimmed, and they will escape the pursuit of the light.

A huge mission was finally reached.

In addition to Hesheli Sony, there are Obai, Nikan and Ma Guozhu.

Aobai, the Guerjia family, a man with a yellow banner.He is the grandson of Suo Erguo, the leader of the Suwan tribe, the nephew of Fei Yingdong, the founding father of the Later Jin Dynasty, and the third son of Wei Qi, the eight-door admiral.

It is Kangxi's Minister of Gu Ming.

He was the bodyguard of Huang Taiji at the beginning, and fought with Huang Taiji in the southern and northern wars. He made great achievements in attacking Phi Island, and was known as "Batulu".

Nikan, the grandson of the old slave Nurhachi, the third son of Chu Ying, one of the three kings in the early Qing Dynasty.

After entering the customs, enter Dorobel with military exploits.He defeated Li Zicheng, pacified Shaanxi, appeased Henan, destroyed the Nanming Hongguang regime, punished Zhang Xianzhong, established Sichuan, and defeated the rebel general Jiang Yu. He has made outstanding contributions.

Finally, he died in battle when he attacked Li Dingguo in Hunan.

Nikan was counted as the third generation, so it was reasonable for him to go to Shaanxi.

As for the last Ma Guozhu, he is a traitor, not as good as Fan Wencheng and Ning Wanwo, but he is also a traitor with a name.

Huang Taiji was able to ascend the throne and proclaim himself emperor, founding the country and founding the Yuan Dynasty. This person contributed a lot.

Many basic etiquette systems were created by him.In some aspects, its role is not inferior to that of Fan and Ning.

The weight of this mission is not low, and it may not be apparent that there are so many "talented people" in the establishment of slaves.

But when people like Huang Taiji died, it was time for these people to make their debut.

If this group of people were wiped out in Shaanxi, it would be enough to affect the fate of the country for the next 50 years.

Building slaves is exhausting, far inferior to the Central Plains.

In a place as big as the Central Plains, talents can always be found.But Jiannu managed to piece together so many talents, but it had to be in Sun Jie's hands.

If Huang Taiji knew the true thoughts in Sun Jie's heart, he didn't know how he would feel.

Daishan felt that this matter was too risky, so he persuaded him for a while.

But Huang Taiji was already filled with the dream of living in the Central Plains, how could he listen to it?
Not to mention that Daishan has always been his enemy, let alone listen to it.

The Iron Horse Glacier crushed the outline of the Central Plains.Along the ups and downs of the mountains and rivers, covering the north and south of the Yangtze River.

However, it was just a dream after all.

On the eve of shattered dreams, no one would think that what they had was a nightmare.

Haven't officially played against each other yet, the victory and defeat have already been divided!
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The southeast wind blows from the sea, bringing a lot of moist water vapor, blowing from Liaodong to the west, awakening the winter land.

The wild leek flowers on the grassland are blooming all over the ground, and the lush green waves fluctuate with the wind, and there are green waves. There are as many herdsmen grazing here as there are wild leek flowers.

Flocks of sheep like clouds walk on the grassland, which is not far from the Daming side wall.

It has been nearly 300 years since the founding of the Ming Dynasty, and the three major Wanli expeditions were the last glory of this empire. Since then, the north of the Great Wall has been completely lost.

Sony was riding a tall war horse. Compared with Nikan and Aobai next to him, his riding skills were much worse.

He was dressed in bright clothes and had a wig on his head.

Familiar with the Four Books and Five Classics, he has a lot of literary spirit.

Ma Guozhu followed at the end, feeling a little uneasy.

Afterwards there was a long motorcade with Huang Taiji's "reward" on it.

Most of the herdsmen are from the Horqin tribe. Although they are related by marriage to Huang Taiji, they still avoid this strange tribe at this time.

The sun was shining from east to west, and Sonny wiped the sweat from his brow.

Picking up the water bag hanging on the side, he took a sip.

A few days later, they entered Zhangjiakou.

Here, Huang Taiji's order was conveyed to the Shanxi merchants.

From Zhangjiakou to the south, with the team of Shanxi merchants, all the way to Taiyuan.

At this time, Sun Jie, who was far away in Xi'an Fucheng, already knew about them.

Ning Wanwo, who is far away in Xi'an Mansion, has been notified in advance of such a mighty team.

Sun Jie set up a table in Qinxiang Building, and Ning Wan and I sat next to each other.

The two exchanged cups, and the atmosphere was warm.

During these days in Xi'an Mansion, Sun Jie has been with Ning Wan and me.

For Sun Jie, Ning Wan I was a good banner, if I didn't make full use of it, I'm sorry for such a good banner.

These days, Ning Wan and I often proposed to go to Sun Jie's residence, but Sun Jie refused.

After drinking for three rounds, Sun Jie put down the wine glass in his hand, murderous aura flowed out of his eyes.

Sun Jie returned to his residence after a night of drinking.

Chen Hu stood in front of him, listening to the order seriously.

"Notify the garrison and let all the soldiers get ready. This time, the banquet will be held at the garrison. Let these people have a good taste!" Sun Jie's voice was very cold.

Chen Hu naturally understood what Sun Jie was going to do, his eyes sparkled eagerly.

"As ordered!"

He bowed his hands towards Sun Jie, and then backed away.

After Chen Hu left, Sun Jie stood in the yard.

The full moon above the head hangs high, and the ancestors of all generations have taken care of it until now, and now it is in Sun Jie's hands.

"Let me take care of the bright moon and the stars in the sky for the ancestors!
After this matter is over, we will raise our troops to go north.

This measure can be used once or twice, if there are too many, it will be useless! "

(End of this chapter)