Daming: I help my wife be the empress

"Son! My son!"

When Dorgon arrived on horseback, he heard Bumbutai's anxious cry in Mongolian from the fallen carriage.

Looking at the corpses of many Eight Banners soldiers closed around the carriage, there are also horse corpses, and the wooden structure of the carriage was also damaged by the blast, exposing the iron plate inside.

'Could it be that Fulin is dead? '

With such a guess in his heart, Dorgon couldn't say whether he was happy or sad.

Immediately he shouted: "What are you all standing there for? Why don't you hurry up and rescue the emperor and queen mother from the carriage? Where's the imperial physician? Go and call all the imperial physicians!"

With Dorgon's loud shout, the people present finally moved.

Soon, the carriage that was almost falling apart was pulled away, and Bumbutai hugged Fulin with blood on his forehead, tears streaming down his face, anxious.

Knowing that Fulin was not dead, Dorgon was vaguely disappointed, but still called the imperial doctor to give Fulin a diagnosis and treatment immediately - if the injury is serious, if he is not dead now, it does not mean he will survive.

Immediately, someone came to report that in the previous battle, Daishan fell off his horse because his horse was injured by a Ming army grenade, and he was also seriously injured.

Hearing this news, Dorgon thought to himself: This is really "double happiness".

Too bad he wasn't happy at all.

Daqing is too miserable now, even if he has no political opponents, he will not be happy.

Dorgon went to visit Xia Daishan, and saw that Daishan had only broken his leg and was not fatal, so he came back to see Fulin again.

It just so happened that several imperial physicians had just finished treating Fulin.

The result of the diagnosis was that Fulin had just been hit on the head and passed out. As long as he woke up, his life would not be in danger.

Dorgon rewarded several imperial physicians, and got into the tent.I saw Fulin lying unconscious on the blanket, and Bumbutai sitting next to him. Although his face was full of worries, his mood was stable.

"Both of you go out." Dorgon said to the two maids serving beside him.

The two maids saluted and retreated.

Dorgon sat next to Bumbutai, held her hands and comforted her, "Don't worry, Fulin will be fine."

Bumbutai nodded with tears...

The next day, Dorgon and others continued on their way.

Only after the attack by the Ming army last night, the Eight Banners Army lost another 800 people, hundreds of other personnel were also killed and injured, and there were some material losses.

Coupled with the fact that Fulin was unconscious, the haze that had already shrouded everyone's hearts became even more intense.

However, when the team left the Great Wall from Gubeikou, the sun was setting and the team was about to set up camp, good news came.

"The emperor is awake!"

Dorgon came to visit immediately when he heard the words, and then his expression became extremely strange.

I saw Fulin leaning on Bumbutai's arms, with dull eyes and drooling mouth, occasionally when someone caught his attention, he would show a silly smile at that person.

Bumbutai was anxiously questioning several imperial physicians.

"Didn't you say that the emperor just needs to wake up and be fine? Why is this happening now? Tell me?!"

"A few dog slaves! You are talking!"

The more Bumbutai asked, the more anxious he became, and even the imperial physician began to scold him.

"Doctor He, tell me!"

The Imperial Physician who was named wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said: "It should be because the emperor was hit on the head, resulting in blood congestion in the skull, and this appearance of being lost."…

"Then how to cure it?" Bumbutai asked again.

Imperial Physician He kowtowed directly, and said: "Forgive me, Queen Mother, this head disease is not something I'm good at."

"Then who is good at it?" Bumbutai asked urgently.

None of the imperial physicians answered, and even the invited shaman and witch doctor were silent.

In the past, shamans in the Jurchen tribe had a high status, and they would not be blamed if they could not cure them.But now it's different, so this shaman won't be looking for trouble.

At this time Dorgon coughed and said: "You guys, what do you think about this disease? Just tell me, I forgive you for not being guilty. But if you keep silent like this, don't blame me for being rude." .”

The leading physician He had no choice but to speak again, and said: "I can treat this disease slowly with medicinal soup and acupuncture. It's hard to say how effective it may be."

For more words, Imperial Physician He really couldn't say much, so he could only stop.

Hearing this, Dorgon frowned deeply, looked at Fulin again, and thought: In the future, the emperor of the Qing Dynasty will not be able to look like this fool, right?Could it be God's will?
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In the first year of Zhaowu, on October [-], Nanjing.

Forbidden City, Hall of Martial Arts.

Auntie Zhu was correcting the memorial when Liu Shuying came over with a telegram and said, "Your Majesty, the telegram sent by Huang Degong—the chieftain Dorgon, Fulin, etc. have fled outside the pass."

Auntie Zhu took the telegram and read it over and over, and then she understood the matter of Ainengqi, Ma Bao, Li Yuanyin and others chasing the Qing captives.

The team that Ma Bao was chasing to Yanqing Prefecture was suspected soldiers, most of them were traitors who surrendered to the Qing Dynasty but were useless to the Qing court, such as some former Ming courtiers who surrendered first and then surrendered to the Qing Dynasty.

These people were only escorted by their servants, and they didn't have as many horses as the Qing Dynasty dignitaries, so they walked quite slowly, so they were overtaken by the cavalry of the Mabao Department before they passed Juyongguan, and most of them were captured.

As for the cavalry of Ai Nengqi and Li Yuanyin, nearly half of them were lost. Although it was said that the night attack on the enemy camp may have severely injured a certain captive chieftain, it has not been confirmed.

The cavalry officers and soldiers at the bottom must have made some contributions, but as generals, Ai Nengqi and Li Yuanyin, whether they are meritorious or demeritful, it is hard to say now, and they can only be evaluated after some information is obtained from the Qing captives and confirmed. .

After reading the telegram, Aunt Zhu asked someone to make a copy and sent it to the Military Affairs Academy.

She returned to the old house in the bamboo forest.

It was getting late at this time, and Hao Guangming was cooking in the kitchen for dinner.

Auntie Zhu also came back, she was lying on the sofa in the living room, watching cartoons happily.Seeing Aimee Zhu appear, she immediately changed into a sitting posture.

It's a pity that the movement was too slow, and Aimee Zhu still saw it.

Aimee Zhu immediately said with a serious expression: "Aimee, you are still young, it is time to cultivate your manners, even if you are here, you can't let yourself go, otherwise it will be difficult to change in the future. Do you understand?"

Auntie Zhu could only nod her head sullenly, "My concubine knows."

Fearing that Auntie Zhu would continue to criticize education based on this matter, she rolled her eyes slightly, and continued, "Sister, Fei Ren and I went to the Bureau of Secret Engineering today, and they said that I, Ming, will soon be able to build a practical train!"

Auntie Zhu saw Auntie Zhu's careful thinking, but she didn't care.

She said: "When you went to the Secret Construction Bureau, I was watching. I heard everything Hua Mude and Ge Cungen said."

Auntie Zhu grabbed Auntie Zhu's hand, shook it and said, "Sister, when the train is built, can I build a railway from Chengdu to Nanjing? Then I can take the train to Nanjing to see my sister."

Auntie Zhu laughed when she heard that, "Building a railway from Sichuan to Nanjing? You dare to say it. With the current industrial level of our Ming Dynasty, it will take at least 20 years to complete the construction.

Even if it works out, it will take you several days to travel from Chengdu to Nanjing by train, rather than by ship. "

"Ah?" Aunty Zhu showed disappointment, "I thought it could be as fast as the train here."

Aimee Zhu is very smart, but after all, she is only seven years old, and the modern knowledge she learned through the Internet is very fragmented, and it is inevitable to be whimsical.

At this moment, Hao Guangming prepared the food and brought it to the house, and the three of them washed their hands and ate dinner.

After dinner, Auntie Zhu and Hao Guangming sat on the sofa, watching the news here and discussing the affairs of Daming.

"The Qing captives escaped from the pass, the next step is to eliminate the Qing captives in the pass as much as possible, and what you need to do is to govern the north.

Now Henan, Shandong, Shanxi, Beizhili, and Shaanxi should not have many people, right?

If you want to restore the people's livelihood and economy of these five provinces as soon as possible, I'm afraid you have to migrate people from the south. "