Chongzhen Daming: Starting from Coal Mountain

Chongzhen said: "That's the Yangtze River. Only when the Yangtze River breaks its embankment will it flood quickly, and the people along the banks will not even have time to evacuate, but this will not happen when the Yellow River breaks its embankment."

When the Yellow River broke its embankment, people would not be drowned.

It is said that when the Huayuankou burst, the people on both sides of the gap were safely transferred.

But when the Yellow River flooded completely and the accumulated water gradually deepened, the people in the floodplain area would find that there were floods on all sides, and then they would have nowhere to escape, and would eventually be submerged by the rising flood waters.

Huang Zongxi said: "The Yellow River broke its embankment, and the flood rose very slowly at the beginning. Jiannu had enough time to escape, so it is wishful thinking to expect the flood to trap Jiannu."

Zheng Sen said: "Even if this is the case, it can at least submerge the farmland of Jiannu!"

Having said this, Zheng Sen continued: "Without the harvest from farming, and Beijing being surrounded by the puppet Shun army, even if Xuzhou's slaves survived the flood, it would be hard for them to escape..."

Having said this, Zheng Sen stopped suddenly, his face became embarrassed.

"Stop talking?" Chongzhen snorted softly, "Go on."

Zheng Sen's face became serious, and he said in a deep voice, "Your Majesty, you mean that after the farmland is flooded, Jiannu will turn his mind on the people in Beizhi and even Shandong, and take food from the people?"

"What do you think?" Chongzhen asked Zheng Sendao, "Do you think Jiannu will choose to starve to death himself, or starve to death the Han people in Beizhi or Shandong?"

Having said this, Chongzhen said again: "You have listened to the play of the National Disaster Troupe for nothing, have you? Liaodong Santu, what event is this play about?"

Zheng Sen said: "It is about the lack of food in Liaodong, and the old slaves massacred the Han people in Liaodong in order to seize the grain."

"So?" Chongzhen snorted coldly, "Do you think Dorgon will be merciful?"

Zheng Sen said: "Dorgon and Huang Taiji are still different from the old slaves, maybe not..."

"You are so naive." Chongzhen said coldly, "Dorgon and Huang Taiji are no different from the old slave in their bones, the only difference is that these two brothers know how to pretend better than the old slave, but once they can't pretend, they will become Same as the old slave, even ten times more vicious than the old slave."

Zheng Sen finally stopped talking about the death of jade and stone.

Because the fact is that if this is really done, the only victims will be the Han people.

Chongzhen said solemnly: "I am the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, the Han people in the south of the Yangtze River are my people, and the Han people in the north of the river are also my people. If I don't even care about the lives of my own people, I am not worthy of being the emperor."

"Long Live Lord!" Hearing this, Gao Qiqian and Lu Jiude knelt down with a plop and began to wipe away their tears.

Chongzhen glanced at Zheng Sen and other scholars of King Qin, and then said: "So no matter when, no matter what situation we face, I will not do such a thing as digging the Yellow River to cut off children and grandchildren!"

"Students, wait for the order." Zheng Sen, Huang Zongxi and other Qin Wang scholars all bowed to the ground.

When he got up again, Huang Zongxi frowned inadvertently, as if he was a little confused.

Until now, Huang Zongxi, Yan Yingyuan, Gu Yanwu and other scholars all have the same judgment, and they all believe that Chongzhen's admiration of Mencius' people-oriented thought is just a means, just to win over the hearts of scholars. …

But now, Huang Zongxi started to waver, maybe they thought wrong?
While thinking about it, Chongzhen's voice suddenly sounded in his ears: "Huang Zongxi, I want you to go to Luoyang, do you dare to go?"

"Why don't you dare?" Huang Zongxi said calmly, "The sage dared to risk his life for the sake of Ming Dynasty, the country, the country and the common people. What pity is there for a student who is only a scholar?"

"Okay." Chongzhen said, "Then you will leave tonight."

Zheng Sen suddenly dissuaded him: "My lord, digging the embankment of the Yellow River is indeed not advisable, but there is no rush to lobby the pseudo-shun to send troops. It is not too late to lobby the pseudo-shun to send troops when the wheat outside the city is ripe."

Chongzhen smiled and said, "You want to pick up millions of stone wheat for nothing, don't you?"

"This is definitely impossible." Zheng Sen shook his head and said, "Even if Jiannu retreats, he will burn the wheat before retreating. It is absolutely impossible to leave the wheat to us. The students just want to make Jiannu busy for three months."

"Jiannu has no grain to eat, and the Han people in Beizhi and Shandong will suffer." Chongzhen shook his head and said, "And we will also miss the farming season. If so, the more than one million people in Xuzhou City can only take the house of the Ministry of Internal Affairs. You should know how much food you need to consume?"

"This..." Zheng Sen suddenly stopped talking.

After all, Zheng Sen is still too young and lacks experience.

Chongzhen turned his head and said to Huang Zongxi: "Huang Zongxi, you go back and prepare. I will ask Gao Banban to prepare a sampan for you. You will go down the Yellow River as soon as Chouchu passes. Send a letter to the navy to tell them not to worry." , as the saying goes, there are always more ways than difficulties, if you use your brains more, you will eventually think of a way to break through the blockade of Jiannu artillery."

Then he said to Yang Ponu: "Yang Ponu, you go together."

"Yes." Yang Ponu responded abruptly.

……

Zhakou Town, where slaves were built.

Duo ErGun has been busy until midnight before finally falling asleep.

However, not long after falling asleep, he was awakened by the sound of "boom boom boom".

"Come here!" Dorgon hurriedly turned over from the couch and sat up, shouting, "Bring Jia!"

When the door opened, Hou Fangyu walked in quickly holding Dorgon's mask inlaid with a white flag cloth.

Cloth face armor is different from cotton armor. Cotton armor is a stomach made of pure cotton. Cloth face armor uses rivets to fix iron sheets in two layers of thick cloth, which is heavier and better protected.

The Eight Banners nobles like Duoduo and Dorgon no longer have to go to the battlefield in person.

Therefore, they generally don't wear chain mail and iron armor, but pure cotton armor is not enough to ensure safety, so most of the time they choose to wear cloth face armor.

When Cao Eryu came in, Dorgon had already put on his clothes under the service of Hou Fangyu.

When Cao Eryu wanted to get the knife from the knife holder, Hou Fangyu took the waist knife first.

"Master, your waist knife." Hou Fangyu respectfully handed over the waist knife with both hands.

A haze flashed across Cao Eryu's eyes immediately, and he gave Hou Fangyu a cold look.

Dorgon would not care about the intrigue between the two slaves, he put his waist knife on the leather belt, turned and walked out of the barracks.

After leaving the barracks, I saw Duduo, He Luohui, Wa Xing'a and other nobles with white flags also woke up and got up, and even Hong Chengchou, Fan Wencheng and Ning Wan and I rushed over. …

At this time, the sound of artillery from the direction of the Yellow River in the west became more intensive.

Duoduo said: "Brother Fourteen, it should be that the navy of the Ming army tried to force their way in and was discovered again."

After a pause, Duoduo smiled again and said to Hong Chengchou: "It's really thanks to Mr. Heng Jiu, who thought of such means as repairing the fort, let alone a naval warship, even a mouse can't pass through it."

"Ashamed, ashamed." Hong Chengchou waved his hands again and again.

After a while, Ye Bushou hurriedly came to report: "Master, there is a small boat going down the river from Xuzhou in the dark, and when we found it, it was about to pass through the blockade of the fort, so we couldn't stop it in the end." .”

"Ah?" Doduo's face collapsed in an instant, the slap in the face must have come too fast.

He was just saying that he couldn't even pass a mouse, and then a small boat crossed the blockade.

Wa Xing'a said heartlessly: "It seems that Mr. Heng Jiu's method is not very good."

"Shut up." Duoduo scolded Va Xing'a, and then said to Hong Chengchou, "Don't blame Mr. Heng Jiu, Va Xing'a is an idiot who doesn't understand anything."

After a pause here, he continued: "But it's really not a big deal, just pull up multiple ropes on the river surface, tie buoys on the ropes every ten steps, and tie a few bells on both sides of the ropes. In this way, when a small boat of the Ming army sneaks in at night, it will inevitably touch the rope, and then trigger the alarm."

"Well, this method is good." Dorgon said, "Approve it."

"Hey!" He Luohui said a thousand times, then turned around and went down to make arrangements.

But after being disturbed like this, Dorgon couldn't sleep again after returning to the camp.

Finding that he could not fall asleep, Dorgon turned over and sat up: "Who is outside?"

"Master, the slave is here." Hou Fangyu, who had been guarding outside all the time, walked in in response.

Dorgon asked with a smile: "What? You have been guarding the door, so you didn't go to sleep?"

Hou Fangyu hurriedly said: "The master has traveled more than a thousand miles. It is inevitable that the horses and horses will be exhausted, so the servant simply slept outside the door. Whenever the master needs anything, the servant can serve in time."

"You really have a heart." Dorgon shook his head and said, "It's a pity that you can't provide what I want. This time I came too urgently. I actually forgot to bring the popular romance of the Three Kingdoms."

"It's not difficult." Hou Fangyu said flatteringly, "I happen to have read Romance of the Three Kingdoms, but I don't know which one the master wants to hear? I don't know if the slave may recite it to you."

"Recite it to me?" Dorgon wondered, "You actually memorized it?"

Hou Fangyu hurriedly said: "I haven't memorized all of them, but the most exciting few times should be no problem."

"Is this really true?" Dorgon thought of testing Hou Fangyu, and said casually, "If you say that, you will tell me the time when Zhuge Liang borrowed the arrow from the grass boat."

Hou Fangyu said: "That's the forty-sixth chapter: Kong Ming borrowed arrows with a trick, offered secret tricks and Huang Gai was tortured, but Lu Su took Zhou Yu's words and came to visit Kong Ming in the boat..."

Dorgon admired Hou Fangyu's eloquence.

He said in his heart that it seemed that the fifteenth brother hadn't lied to him, and that Hou Fangyu was indeed a great talent.

"...It was a night full of fog, and in the Yangtze River, the fog was even worse, and we didn't see each other from the other side."

"Kong Ming pushed the boat forward, and there was indeed a thick fog. There was an article "Ode to the Great Fog Chuijiang" by the predecessors, which said: "The Yangtze River is great..."

Hou Fangyu had just recited this, but Dorgon's face suddenly changed, and he stood up and shouted: "Enough! Don't recite!"

Hou Fangyu froze there, thinking what's wrong?I just recited Romance of the Three Kingdoms, and I didn't do anything?This man is so unlucky that drinking cold water can get stuffed between his teeth.