Qianlong: Qing Dynasty?What about my Daqing?

Chapter 246
"The conditions are not harsh, but if you don't agree, I'm afraid the family will be wiped out."

Inside the Hall of Mental Cultivation in the Forbidden City.

He Lin sighed and said.

Now this Hall of Mental Cultivation is really full of people.

All the high-ranking officials and ministers and leading generals of the Qianlong Dynasty are here now.

Brothers He Shen and Lin, as well as generals Fukan'an, Hailancha, Mingliang, and Eredengbao—Fukan'an and Eredengbao were captured on the battlefield, and now they are also sent back, but There is a high probability that they will also go to Zhongdu with Gongshun Wang Aixinjueluo Yongyan to enjoy the blessings.

"King Shun, King Wenshun, General Zhengxi Hey, old Seventeen, who do you think will be the General Zhengxi?"

Yong Yan felt a bit like lying flat.

Yonglin smiled wryly and said: "What kind of docile king, General Zhengxi, is just a rubber stamp. In terms of military affairs, it is managed by the General Staff of the Capital Department. In terms of civil affairs, it is the Eighth Commander of the Operations and Battalion who discusses the state affairs or goes to Zhongdu to be a docile king. It is comfortable to be a hostage." ah."

Yong Yan said helplessly: "Forget it, this is not something we can choose, anyway, we can do what people say, and people have to bow their heads under the eaves."

"That's right, there is a prince to do it, and it's also a joy to be an official name. Let's be content."

Yonglin's surname is no longer Aixinjueluo.

The surname is Jin.

The Ming emperor also gave him a name.

It's called Jin Sanxin.

Just hearing this name can make you rich.

It is said that Emperor Zhu is a man who can pinch and count. Maybe he also counted the name.

Jin Sanxin said: "Old fifteen, you Jin Yongyan is also quite good, it sounds much more pleasing to the ear, and we can make a fortune just by hearing our surname."

As he said that, Jin Sanxin picked up the scissors and said, "Old Shiwu, you are the elder brother, so come first."

"Are you really going to come?"

Jin Yongyan frowned, clutching at his braid, with a look of reluctance.

"Of course I will. Cutting the braids is always better than cutting the head."

The braids are of course to be cut off.

How can you be a Han Chinese if you don't cut off your braids.

Han people don't braid their hair.

Jin Yongyan sighed, and said: "Yes, this braid is actually not good, it is too greasy, and it is not convenient to clean it. It will be troublesome if you wash it every day, and it will easily attract dust if you don't wash it. You should cut it off!"

After speaking, he looked at the Manchurian ministers present and said, "Aren't your braids greasy?"

"Oil! Why no oil? It's like putting lard on it."

"Hey, cut it off, cut it off clean!"

"That's right, it's too inconvenient to drag the braids on the back of your head. It's better to put your hair in a crown, so as not to catch things all the time."

"It's not good to have a braid, but it's good to have a crown."

Jin Yongyan smiled and said, "In that case, let me come first, old seventeen, let's do it!"

When Jin Sanxin heard this, he did not hesitate.

Walking behind Jin Yongyan, click.

The braid was cut off in one go, leaving only a small lock of hair, loose and hanging at the back of the head.

Don't say it yet.

Jin Yongyan touched the back of his head.

Felt a lot easier for a while.

Once the braid is cut, there is no big lump dragging it around, and the scalp feels much lighter.

It seems that this braid is really not a good thing.

Jin Yongyan turned his head and said with a smile: "Okay, my braids are clean, now it's your turn, come on one by one, it's okay to cut off the braids, after cutting the braids, you have to change clothes, the prince of the Ming Dynasty What are you wearing, oh, boa robes, this one is good this one. Let me see what you are going to wear, hey, red official robes, so festive."

Jin Yongyan has decided to go to Zhongdu to be his obedient king.

It's almost the same as Xiyuanzi when he speaks.

It seems to be really lying down.

Cut their braids, wear Hanfu, and speak Chinese.

These three are to be checked!

Yan Shenggong Kong Qingrong was personally responsible for the inspection and examination.

His ancestors were teachers, and invigilation is considered a traditional craft.

It's best for him to do this.

If you fail the inspection, you will be registered as a barbarian, and you will not be able to be a Han Chinese.

It doesn't matter if you are not a Han Chinese.

After all, this group is not Han Chinese, but Tartars.

But now it won't work.

If you are not a Han Chinese, you cannot be an official, and you are not even qualified to be a soldier in Zhengxidusi.

According to the "progressive route" designed by Emperor Zhu for the Manchu and Mongolian ministries.

Among the ten guards of Xidu Division.

Most of them are serfs or shepherds, and the upper level is ordinary herdsmen, and then there are ranchers and farmers who are assigned pastures or farms, and then officials at all levels.

And the slaves are the "prepared Han Chinese" who failed the "Sinicization Examination".

Only by becoming a Han Chinese and obtaining status can one join the army, conduct imperial examinations, do business, and enjoy various rights of subjects of the Ming Dynasty.

For this "Green Card of Ming Dynasty", the warriors of the Ten Guards of Manchuria and Mongolia really have to work hard.

Soon.

The big guys cut off their braids, put on official uniforms, and put on black gauze.

Soon.

A group of princes and ministers of the Qing Dynasty.

With a sudden change, he became the prince and military officer of the Ming Dynasty.

This revolution is too incomplete!

Jin Sanxin looked at a large group of red-robed generals.

He couldn't help grinning and said: "Come on, it looks very festive. The braids have been cut, and the clothes have been changed. The rest is to change the surname."

"The surname of Aixinjueluo is Jin, and I will be called Jin Sanxin from now on."

"Good name!"

"Nice!"

"It's easy to name it once you hear it!"

A group of old Eight Banners who grew up in Beijing gave thumbs up and praised.

Fukang'an touched his breath and said: "The emperor bestowed the surname Fucha as a payment. I don't think this payment is very good. It sounds unlucky. The gentle king is not as good as the original. Please ask the emperor to give Fucha the surname. "

"That's right. Fu is indeed not as good as Fu. This surname is related to future generations, so it should be auspicious no matter what."

"Fuhao! I also think Fuhao, Fukang'an is from Fuchang'an." Fukan'an's younger brother, Fuchang'an, also agrees.

"Okay, this is a trivial matter, the emperor just said casually, what surname do you want, if you don't have a clear purpose, you can choose it yourself, as long as it is a Chinese surname."

"Also, the order has been passed on in the past few days. Everyone has to change it. Change it well and change it to an auspicious name. We will become Han Chinese in the future, so we can become a rich family."

Just when the original Eight Banners disciples in the capital were shouting to change their surnames, change their clothes and cut their braids, it was so lively.

Tianjin.

Qianlong's residence, which was held in a house with a courtyard, was much deserted.

This morning.

The little eunuch, Xiao Guizi, carried a drawer of food, and after being inspected by the Jin Yiwei who was in charge of guarding Qianlong, entered the house to serve.

After passing the initial stage, Qianlong did not seek death with all his heart now.

Since he has not been convicted of a crime, he is only in custody.

These days, even some veterans of the Qing court came to Tianjin to visit.

He also left some money for Qianlong, and told Xiao Guizi to go out to buy some food and drink, and take good care of him.

At this time, Qianlong, who had also cut off his braid, was reading a newspaper in the yard.

Seeing Xiao Guizi coming, he put the "Ta Kung Pao" in his hand after school.

Then I saw that the small cabinet took out a bowl of meat porridge, two tea eggs, a plate of pickled cucumbers, a plate of steamed whale meat, and a plate of boiled Chinese cabbage from the bamboo drawer.

They were all Qianlong's favorite food - probably because he ate too many delicacies from mountains and seas in the palace, and this simple food whetted the old man's appetite.

"Long Live, I bought this from a nearby restaurant. Try this. I heard that this steamed whale meat is the new signature of this restaurant!"

"Whale meat, is it expensive?"

Qianlong picked up a piece and asked.

"It's not expensive, it's steamed with dried whale meat, and it only costs 5 cents per catty."

"5 cents is not cheap anymore."

Qianlong silently calculated in his heart and said.

This Ming Yuan is ten horns, one hundred cents.

After all, the purchasing power of Ming Yuan is very strong now, so it has to be split into currency units such as horns and cents to use.

Two catties of dried whale meat costs one Ming Yuan.

It is quite expensive.

It is more expensive than beef.

"Master Long Live, this is dried meat, not fresh meat. After dehydration, it will be much older after a catty." Xiao Guizi said as he opened the egg shell, "Just this one meal won't cost a dime."

so cheap?

Qianlong took the tea eggs and began to complain in his heart.

The House of Internal Affairs costs ten taels of silver for an egg!

These dog minions.

It's too hard to get money.

This is where the bad things happened in the Qing Dynasty!

He finished his meal angrily.

Qianlong walked with his hands behind his back and asked, "Is anyone still here today?"

Xiao Guizi said, "I just went to visit, but no one has registered to visit today."

Qianlong sighed and said nothing.

He didn't know what kind of way Zhu Daohua was.

He neither cut himself off with a knife, nor made him a king or anything like that.

Leave it that way.

I don't know what's wrong with holding back?

Just when Qianlong was thinking.

There were dense footsteps outside the door.

I saw the door creaking open.

A group of soldiers walked in quickly and stood on both sides.

A young civil servant came quickly.

After seeing Qianlong, he was very polite.

"My official is Xing Yusheng, Shangshu of the Ministry of Justice of the Ming Dynasty. I was ordered by the emperor to interrogate the former Qing emperor Aixinjueluo Hongli!"

Xing Yusheng is also one of the three hundred old brothers, and now he is an official of the Ministry of Justice.

He looked at Qianlong, smiled and said, "Old man, get in the car!!"

Qianlong took a deep breath, adjusted his appearance, and got into a carriage with the help of Xiao Guizi.

"Officer, where are you going to send the old man to Wan...?"

"Go to Beidu!"

With a big wave of Xing Yusheng's hand, the carriage quickly kicked and stomped towards the northern capital.

(End of this chapter)