Qianlong: Qing Dynasty?What about my Daqing?

Chapter 226 Yanshenggong, where is your future?

"Where is Zhu Daohua now?"

At this moment, another large army is heading north.

Qianlong sat on his own dragon, turned his head and asked Eredengbao, the Minister of Guards beside him.

"Back to the emperor, the army of the puppet emperor against the Ming Dynasty was repairing in Julu a while ago, and now it is almost at Baoding!" Eredenbao said hastily.

"It's coming so fast!"

Qianlong frowned and said.

"Is there no news from Shanhaiguan?"

Eredenbao shook his head, and a look of worry appeared on his face.

There are tens of thousands of Banners in Agui.

Now after some major reforms of the Eight Banners.

The content of Mongolian and Han in the Big Eight Banners has been greatly increased, while the full content has dropped a lot.

Old Eight Banners like Eredengbao of course understand that the ones the Qing Dynasty can really trust are of course the Manchurian children of the old Eight Banners.

Only by ensuring the basic "full content" and having more sky lines on the forehead, can the loyalty of the Big Eight Banners be guaranteed.

"A few days ago, the Liaodong Corps of the Ming Army suddenly bypassed Shanhaiguan by water, occupied Qinhuangdao, and stationed in Linyu. Now I don't know what's going on at Shanhaiguan."

Qianlong also frowned when he heard the words.

It should be said that Qianlong was dawdling in the pass.

In fact, I want to see the situation in Shanhaiguan.

If Ah Gui in Shanhaiguan can withstand it, then Qianlong is confident that he will fight the Ming army in Shuntian Mansion, relying on Jiancheng, at least to cover the old and weak women and children of the Eight Banners going west, otherwise, if the Ming army sends Qingqi to pursue them, the road will be lost. Going west, it was really bloody all the way.

But now there is no news from Shanhaiguan.

Now the Ming army even took advantage of the navy to bypass Shanhaiguan.

This long coastline is indeed impossible to fortify everywhere.
"Continue to retreat north first, how much rations can the Ming army have left?"

"Your Majesty, the Han people in Zhili and Shandong don't have a lot of grain now, and we have collected grain from the 59th year of Qianlong and paid in advance the land tax from the 60th and 61st years of Qianlong. Zhili and Shandong grain collectors!"

Eredenbao laughed.

Although I don't know if there are 60 or 61 years of Qianlong.

But this does not prevent the Qing Dynasty from making advance payments.

After all, in front of 10,000+ troops, who would dare to object?
"Niming's tens of thousands of troops, as well as 10,000+ civilian husbands, have to transport food from the rear. In addition, they have to help the victims, and I'm afraid they will be in a hurry." Fukang'an said from the side.

"In addition, the grain stored in the capital is also being shipped out, but I'm afraid it will be difficult to transport so much grain away in a while."

"Burn the ones that can't be transported!" Qianlong said with a flat face.

"How many Han people are there in the capital now?"

"Back to the emperor, there are Shandong regiments, Zhili regiments and their families, plus some original Han people, there are about 80 people."

"More than 80." Qianlong frowned, "How much can you take away?"

"Probably only tens of thousands of training regiments and their families can be taken away. If other people take them with them, there may not be enough food." Fukang said.

"If it's not enough, don't take it. In addition, send people to drive all the people around Shuntian Mansion into the capital." Qianlong said.

Fukang'an was taken aback.

Then I understood.

Qianlong is going to take people away.

But he was worried about being chased by Zhu Daohua's troops.

So now he wants to leave to Zhu Daohua a Beijing city full of refugees and without a grain of food.

To solve the ration problem of so many people.

It was enough for the Ming Dynasty to be in a hurry for several months.

And just thinking about it would give Emperor Zhu a headache.

If it is in other places, if you starve to death, you will starve to death.

But this is the northern capital of Ming Dynasty.

If tens of millions of people starve to death.

Where is Zhu Daohua's face going?
The Sun Moon Daily and Ta Kung Pao boasted every day that they loved the people like their son, and how could Emperor Zhu have the face to face the people of the world.

If the Ming Dynasty wants to concentrate on disaster relief.

Then naturally it would be impossible to divide the troops to chase the Qing army on the grassland.

The population of Beijing is increasing
Fan Baoyi came back from the barracks in the north of the city, seeing the street full of homeless people, he couldn't help frowning.

Fan Baoyi is no longer a coating, but a bannerman.

After experiencing the defeat of Jiangxi and Jiangning.

Fortunately, Fan Baoyi recovered his life.

And finally rose one level from the lowest level of slaves, becoming a slave in the Eight Banners.

Although they are all slaves.

But the level between minion and minion is not the same.

At least Fan Baoyi, who is now raising the flag, is a first-class slave.

Those Shandong soldiers in the north of Gaocheng must be at least two levels high.

Fan Baoyi is now an official.

Now those Shandong regiments have been reorganized into the Eight Banners Han Army under the Big Eight Banners. They are undergoing training. Fighting a war is really a headache, and it is too wicked to shoot each other in line.

Fan Baoyi sighed and walked into a grain store.

When the worker from the grain shop saw Fan Baoyi, he walked out with a bowed head and bowed eyes.

"Master Jun, there's no food here, you'd better invite someone else."

"Out of food again?!"

Fan Baoyi frowned.

How good is this!

As a member of the Eight Banners, Fan Baoyi was given food rations.

Fan Baoyi took a Manchu widow with the old surname Guerjia—after raising the flag, Fan Baoyi was of course qualified to marry the Eight Banners as his wife.

And because of the fact that many people have died over the years.

Tens of thousands died there in Liaodong.

Tens of thousands of people died in the northwest area.

Tens of thousands of people died in the war in the south.

There are also many people from the Eight Banners outside the pass who fled to the capital.

So now there are quite a few real Eight Banners widows in the capital.

Now there are many widows and few men.

So even Fan Baoyi, the former slave of Baoyi who carried the flag, was still quite popular.

The Guerjia widow Fan Baoyi married also had two little Guerjia dolls, and one in her stomach. Fan Baoyi became a father without any effort, which is really gratifying.

But Fan Baoyi didn't suffer.

The Guerjia widow is an old surname. Although she has no power or money in the Eight Banners, she can move a little bit. She found an official for Fan Baoyi—that is, to train the soldiers of the Shandong Regiment. A total of.

The key is that they don't have to go south with the army, they belong to cadres staying in Beijing.

Benefits are still good.

At least not hungry.

But Fan Baoyi was not satisfied with marrying Guerjia, who was one-on-one, and had to work hard outside. He raised a friend in Bada Hutong, and the friend was pregnant again—there is a high probability that this is Xiao Fan, not Xiao Fan. Guarjia, so Fan Baoyi has to buy rice, noodles, vegetables, and meat frequently during this period of time, otherwise Xiao Fan will be hungry.

But these days.

The capital is increasingly short of food.

This is already the third grain store that Fan Baoyi left, but there is no grain left.

There was no food to buy in the land of the first good in the Qing Dynasty.

The court doesn't know if it can continue.
Fan Baoyi shook his head, sneaked home quietly, and prepared to take some rice noodles from home to support Xiao Fan Baoyi.

But it was discovered by Guarja.

"Er Niang, my Emma is stealing food!"

A young guarja suddenly yelled.

"Steal? Steal what? You call it stealing from your own things?"

Fan Baoyi panicked, and hurriedly dropped the food in his hand, and said in a hurry: "Hey, don't talk nonsense, don't talk nonsense, what stealing, what stealing?"

"Then what are you doing sneakily?"

"this."

Fan Baoyi was speechless.

"What do children know? This is me. I am here to support my colleagues." Fan Baoyi rolled his eyes and said.

It would be terrible if the widow Guerjia knew about Xiao Fan's dressing.

"They are all Han Chinese, what are you doing to support them?"

This little boy is really rude.

Fan Baoyi thought.

"Isn't this the lack of food in the capital? Many colleagues can't eat anymore."

Fan Baoyi said with a sigh.

He is not false.

Now the population in the city is more, but the food is less.

Many people have run out of food
At this moment.

On a mansion in the city.

At this time, the banquet is in full swing.

But everyone in the banquet turned a blind eye to the delicious wine and food in front of them, and they all had mournful faces, as if they had nothing to love, as if they were dead.

Although there is no dead old bean.

But it's about the same for these leaders who were originally trained in Shandong.

Because after they came to Beijing, their military power was stripped away.

That's fine.

Someone got the message.

The Qing Dynasty is about to retreat to the grasslands.

Those Shandong people whose family property and children are all in Shandong will inevitably be dragged to the grasslands in the future, and they may even go to the Western Regions, and they will never be able to return to their hometown in Shandong.

Who can bear this.

Although Shandong people like to be officials, even if they rebel, they like to ask for peace.

But they are not willing to just follow the Qing Dynasty to the Western Regions to eat yellow sand.

And if they went to the Western Regions, they would definitely not have the current treatment.

It is not certain that it will be incorporated into the Eight Banners as a coating in the future.

Not everyone likes Fan Baoyi as a coating.

At least Kong Qingrong, Yansheng Gong who was sitting in the main seat, was unwilling.

Of course.

It is impossible for Kong Qingrong to be a coat, but he certainly does not want to leave Handi.

If he stayed in his hometown, Emperor Zhu would have to pinch his nose and make him Duke Yan Sheng.

But now he was detained in the capital by Qianlong, and he might be taken to the Western Regions in the future.

Once you leave Handi.

He, Yan Shenggong, must have nothing to do.

deficit.

Too bad!
thought here.

Kong Qingrong sighed.

This sigh.

The original Shandong local tyrants present all sighed.

Some people thought of their family's land and property, and more than a dozen concubines would leave them.

Can't help but feel sad.

Tears flowed down my face.

for a while.

Cries came and went.

So spectacular.

Just then.

A young-looking scribe sitting at the end suddenly laughed.

Someone wiped away tears and said in dissatisfaction: "What are you doing, it's funny!"

The man stood up, first bowed his hands to Yan Shenggong, and then said with a sneer: "Masters, weep till tomorrow, and weep until tomorrow, can we find a future by crying?"

(End of this chapter)