Qianlong: Qing Dynasty?What about my Daqing?

Chapter 192 Who Will Be Chongzhen

The current Qing Dynasty has indeed reached a moment of life and death.

The Manchurian war situation fell here.

No one in the Qing court could have predicted it.

Moreover, there are almost no grain-producing areas in the hands of the Qing court.

Henan is now a piece of white land.

Although several prefectures in Shandong are still in the hands of the Qing Dynasty in name, the Northern Expeditionary Army of the Ming Army has occupied Jinan, cutting off the connection between the Qing court and these prefectures.

The only place where some food can be levied now is the small area of ​​Beizhili.

How long can it last on this small piece of land?
You must know that in the Qing Dynasty, there were more than 100 million banner people who were not engaged in production to support.

Today, the Qing Dynasty still has hundreds of thousands of troops on its books.

But how long these troops can last is hard to say.

Qianlong was very clear.

Even if Agui could hold back Shanhaiguan for a while, it would basically only slow down the entry of the Ming army.

No money, no food, no sound.

There is no way to guard Shanhaiguan.

When Qianlong thought of this, he felt dizzy and his standing body staggered.

"emperor."

The ministers exclaimed.

Fortunately, Qianlong didn't vomit blood this time, but fell back on the dragon chair weakly.

Squinting his eyes, he didn't know if he had passed out.

The ministers looked at each other.

I don't know if Emperor Qianlong can survive this time.

There were powerful enemies in the north and south of the Qing Dynasty.

Just at this critical moment.

Emperor Qianlong, an old man who was over eighty years old and still did not forget to devote himself to the Qing Dynasty, fell ill.

Falling ill at work.

This will be left to future generations.

If you go to Gagang with an illness, you can be rated as a model worker.

However, the position of the emperor is not something you can do if you want to, and you can't do it if you don't want to.

If you want to select a high-risk post.

The Emperor is definitely at the top of the list.

Since ancient times, most of the emperors at home and abroad seem to have died of old age.

All in all it's dangerous.

And this position can only advance and not retreat.

Oh, it's not impossible to retreat, but there are really not many who can retreat safely.

Just when all the ministers of the Qing Dynasty were waiting eagerly for the last trembling of Mr. Qianlong, so that the Qing Dynasty could have a new strong leadership core.

Mr. Qianlong is quite capable.

He was groggy for several days in a row and had a persistent high fever.

But there was no sign of dying.

In the past few days, Manchu ministers such as He Shen and Agui, as well as Han ministers such as Dong Gao and Liu Yong, have not dared to leave the Forbidden City.

Just wait at the door for news.

Just at this time.

Qianlong had a dream.

I dreamed that the city of Beijing was captured by the Ming army.

The Ming army rushed in like a tide and soon approached the Forbidden City.

Those concubines of my own don't know where they fled.

The imperial palace was in chaos, and those court ladies and eunuchs who dared to lower their eyebrows and be pleasing to the eye on weekdays were busy packing up valuables in the imperial palace and running around.

In the midst of the chaos, I somehow came up to Meishan.

Under a crooked-neck tree.

The Forbidden City has a panoramic view, the mountains and rivers have changed color, and the Qing Dynasty has perished.

And right now.

Under the crooked neck tree, a rope has already been tied by someone.

There is only one little noble son and father-in-law by his side.

Just as Qianlong walked towards the rope of life step by step.

Father-in-law Xiao Guizi's voice rang in his ears.

"Long live! Great joy! The bandits and Niming are fighting in Zhili!"

Qianlong suddenly woke up from his dream.

Only then did he realize that he was not on the coal mountain, but lying safely in the palace of the Forbidden City.

Only then did he realize.

I was just dreaming.

a nightmare.

Think of that scene.

Qianlong felt creepy all over.

Coal mountain, crooked neck tree, eunuch, hanging rope.

It was horrible.

Isn't this the scene when Emperor Chongzhen of the former Ming Dynasty hanged himself?
Had this dream by myself, did it mean that the Qing Dynasty would perish?
thought here.

Qianlong suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

Involuntarily murmured in a low voice.

"Zhen! Absolutely not to be the Chongzhen Emperor of the Qing Dynasty!"

"Long live, what are you talking about?"

Father-in-law Xiaoguizi couldn't help asking.

It was only then that Qianlong realized that the little Guizi father-in-law, who had a pleasing eyebrow, a round head and a round brain, and did not smell like pee that was annoying like an ordinary eunuch, was standing beside his bed.

Qianlong was sweating all over, and suddenly felt that the groggy before had dissipated.

The whole person became energetic.

"What time is it now?"

"If you're going back to the emperor, it's almost half the time now."

Qianlong nodded upon hearing the words.

"It's time to go to court," he whispered.

Father-in-law Xiao Guizi hurriedly said: "Long Live Lord, several adults are waiting in the South Study Room."

Qianlong's situation has been up and down these few days, so several important officials dare not leave, and the fifteenth elder brother Yongyan is also waiting outside, ready to make progress at any time.

But I didn't expect that Qianlong's illness seemed to be much better, and he seemed more energetic than before.

"Just now you said that the bandits and Niming fought?"

Father-in-law Xiao Guizi hurriedly said, "It's the news from Mr. Fu."

Father-in-law Xiaoguizi hurriedly handed a memorial to Qianlong.

It was sent by Fukang'an.

It's good news.

five days ago.

That was the day Qianlong fell ill.

Wu Wang Yao Zhifu of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom led his troops to the north, and had an encounter with a part of the Northern Expedition Army against the Ming Dynasty led by Zhao Si, the Puppet Duke of the Song Dynasty, in Zhoutouji, Zhengding Prefecture.

The end result was that the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom failed to take advantage.

Instead, thousands of old bandits were beaten to death and retreated in embarrassment.

This is the combination of self-restraint and religious bandits.

The first conflict between the two sides.

"Okay! The bandits and Niming restrain each other, and the pressure on the south has been reduced by more than half! From now on, we only need to concentrate on defending Shanhaiguan, and there is still hope for our Qing Dynasty!"

After receiving the good news, Qianlong suddenly felt better.

Just when he was about to worry about the ministers holding a small court meeting.

He suddenly remembered something.

"Xiao Guizi, send someone to cut down the crooked neck on Meishan, and cut down all the trees!"

Xiao Guizi was taken aback for a moment, then hurriedly said, "Xiao Guizi will make arrangements now."

cut down trees?

What kind of tree do you want to cut down?
"Huang Ama, you are finally awake."

There was a crying voice.

Then a young figure broke in.

It was the fifteenth elder brother Yongyan who had been following Qianlong's side and listening to politics these days.

During this period of time, Qianlong only let the fifteenth elder brother follow him, which has clearly stated his intention to regard Yongyan as the successor of the Qing Empire.

Qianlong looked at Yongyan who barged in, and remembered the dream he had before.

Being stared at by Qianlong made Yongyan feel a little creepy.

Could it be that people knew about the vague expectation of the old emperor's death?

impossible.

How could anyone in this world have the ability to read minds.

But it seems that the emperor of the Qing Dynasty has no taste for doing it now.

At present, it is hard to say whether the stored grain in Beijing can last for a year.

It also needs to support the war between the north and the south.

a bad one.

I am afraid that he is about to become the king of subjugation.

"Old fifteen, what do you think of the current situation?"

Yong Yan has already "exercised" these days.

He was also mentally prepared for Qianlong's sudden examination questions.

"Huang Ama, my Qing Dynasty is basically in the Eight Banners. As long as there are one hundred thousand and eight Banners' heavenly soldiers in hand, the strong city of Beijing to rely on, and Mongolia and the Northwest as the rear, the Qing Dynasty can still deal with the bandits and against the Ming Dynasty. !"

"Rear? Mongolia and the northwest are the rear. Isn't the capital the gate of the country? Old fifteen, you want to learn from Emperor Chongzhen to guard the gate of the country?"

Yongyan heard this.

A cold sweat drenched his back.

Huang Ama, what does this mean?
Does he want to leave?
It's just that now that Manchuria has no way out, where can it go?
Go to Mongolia?
As far as Inner and Inner Mongolia is concerned, if you want to squeeze money and food from the Mongolian tribes to feed more than a million banner people, wouldn't that force these grassland tribes to rebel?

Although it is said that the Eight Banners of the Qing Dynasty were based on the Manchurian-Mongolian Alliance.

But in fact, it really belongs to the Eight Banners of Manchuria, that is, Horqin Mongolia.

It is certainly impossible for other Mongolian tribes to follow the Qing Dynasty wholeheartedly. They may already be looking forward to the Son of Heaven sending someone to send money.

Shanxi?

If Zhili is lost, Shanxi will definitely not be able to defend it.

At that time, we can only go to the Western Regions.

The land at the foot of the Tianshan Mountains is fertile, and a lot of fertile land can be reclaimed, but it is too far away. If these millions of Eight Banners have the ability to go to the Western Regions barefoot, they will not be defeated like a mountain.

Now that the Qing Dynasty is still in the capital, it is still holding the airs of the Qing court.

If this is abandoning Beijing and leaving.

Whether or not the ministries outside the pass recognize the imperial court is another matter.

But it seems that if you stand up in the capital, you are waiting to die.

Would it be courting death to leave the capital?
Anyway, the Qing Dynasty is a death
It's really difficult.

"My son, my son doesn't want to be Chongzhen." Yong Yan said hastily.

Qianlong frowned.

"Then you want me to be Chongzhen?"

Yongyan knelt down with a thud: "No, no, I don't mean that, I mean"

"Get up first."

Qianlong waved his hand and said.

"If you are now carrying the burden of the Great Qing Dynasty, do you think you can keep Beijing."

"this this"

Qianlong couldn't help but let out a long sigh when he saw Yongyan's Qiqiaiai appearance.

"Aren't you going to be the subjugated king of the Qing Dynasty!"

Old Fifteen trembled all over.

I feel so wronged that I want to cry,

What a king of subjugation.

Didn't Huang Ama want to leave me in Beijing and run away with someone?
This is the pot of the king of subjugation.

You don't really want to pin it on yourself, do you?

Not fair, so unfair!
I have not had time to be an emperor, a foolish king, and I have taken over the pot of a subjugated king before I have time to do anything.

It's really wrong.

(End of this chapter)