Begging in late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 637

The reception of foreign envoys belongs to the domain of the Ministry of Rites, and it is used for private purposes to the extreme. Qian Qianyi arranged the slave-building division to Honglu Temple, but threw Song Xiance and others from the Chuangjun Mission to the Siyi Pavilion. The former was to receive envoys from great powers Even the high-level reception of the lord, the latter are those ethnic minorities in the Ming Dynasty, and the commander-in-chief of Annan accepted the envoys of the small powers of the Ming Dynasty in this way. Up to now, Nanming only regards the trespassers as rogues.

However, Song Qingshu, the Marquis of Jingnan who had always supported Lian Chuang against the Qing Dynasty, was surprisingly silent about it. After finishing the reception, he returned to his Zijin Mountain Villa again and stayed behind closed doors.

The Donglin Party, which was severely hit by the political event of the draft, has become fully active these days. Qian Qianyi, Gao Hongtu and others run to the Jiannu envoy's residence every day. And rule, use slave soldiers to suppress intruders, then Jiangnan can be peaceful again. With this political merit, Donglin Party can also stabilize their precarious political status.

In order to accomplish this political goal, the huge scholarly power of the Donglin Party was brought into play once again, and the slogan of "peace the bandits by borrowing captives" once again made a lot of noise in the court.

On the contrary, Song Qingshu, who openly proposed to fight against the Qing Dynasty in the court at the beginning, was completely silent. Unexpectedly, Zhang Zhengchen, Chen Zilong and other scholars and officials who were also members of the Donglin Party unexpectedly met with the leader of the Donglin Party. They blatantly sang an anti-tune, and successively wrote letters against borrowing captives to pacify the bandits, and ceding Jiangbei to Jiannu. These people often went to the Siyi Pavilion to contact Song Xiance.

It was another two completely different political opinions that caused the court to be in chaos. During this time, Emperor Hongguang Zhu Yousong did not show up, and he didn't even deal with the daily government affairs. He learned from his grandfather Emperor Wanli, Nesting in the palace every day, beautiful women selected from all over the south of the Yangtze River entered the palace continuously. On the other hand, a lot of money was spent on the other end, and the project to repair the Nanjing Forbidden Palace was also started.

The matter dragged on until September [-]th. Under the urging of the great scholar Wang Duo, Emperor Hongguang finally held a court meeting again, and selected envoys who established slaves and envoys who broke into the army to go to the palace.

For five or six days in a row, Qian Qianyi spent almost every day in Honglu Temple. It seemed that he served these slaves well. Standing in the forefront of the civil servants, the old man's complexion recovered a lot, and he turned his squinting eyes to the side, while Xun Among the noble group, Song Qingshu's complexion is obviously not very good these days, and he stood at the front with a blank expression on his face.

"Long live my emperor! Long live!"

Following the yawning Emperor Hongguang with two dark circles under his eyes, he walked up to the Golden Luan Hall. The officials knelt down and shouted three times. According to the rules of the Shang Dynasty, they shouted shrilly like eunuchs: "If you have something to do, play it early. Leave the court without incident!" Before the words finished, Qian Qianyi couldn't wait to stand out of the court and knelt down in the middle.

"I report to Your Majesty, since the fall of the capital and the death of Dinghu, my Ming Dynasty has been in turmoil. However, a few days ago, the Lord of Jianzhou in Liaodong led a righteous army, defeated the intruders, and took back the ancestral tomb of our capital. The Lord of Jianzhou sent envoys to my Ming Dynasty Good friends, I dare you, Your Majesty, please receive the reward as soon as possible, so that our country and society will be safe!"

Today's grand court meeting was mainly held for the issue of the Northern Envoy. Zhu Yousong didn't know why, but he was still thinking about the new repertoire in the Harem Liyuan. Emperor Hongguang waved his fat slap impatiently.

"Xuan!"

Seeing the little eunuch rushing out to announce people, Qian Qianyi glanced at Song Qingshu contentedly again, but still stood there blankly. Nothing interested in being put aside.

Taking advantage of this period of time, the ministers of the DPRK and China discussed the conditions for negotiating peace with Jiannu.

"Use the Jianghuai River as the boundary! Borrow the captives to destroy the intruders!"

"Otherwise, Shandong Baier Mountains and Rivers must never be abandoned, and the river should be used as the boundary!"

"I heard that Lord Qing is still young, so he and my Majesty can become the kingdom of uncle and nephew!"

Back then, Taizu of the Ming Dynasty raised his army in common clothes and fought bloody battles with the Yuan Tartars for more than ten years. I don’t know how many people died in the battle. Only then did the Ming Dynasty come into existence. Now the north has fallen, and tens of millions of people have fallen into the flames of war. But no one was discussing how to restore the country, and all they were thinking about was how to betray the country in exchange for partial security. If Zhu Yuanzhang knew, he didn't know what to do.

In the midst of these discussions, after a full half an hour, Bo Luo, the envoy of Jiannu, and Gang Lin, the deputy envoy, walked slowly and arrived at the Hall of Martial Arts. Seeing them coming in, Qian Qianyi stood eagerly again. When he went out of court, he personally introduced it to Zhu Yousong.

"Your Majesty, this is Boluo, King Renduan of the Qing Dynasty! The grandson of Nurhachi, the former master of the Qing Dynasty..."

But before the earnest words were finished, who knew that the enslaved envoy would have passed him directly, walked to the front of the hall, squinted his eyes and cast a large glance at Zhu Yousong, who was sitting on top of him in a state of desperation, and then asked arrogantly .

"You are Fu Wang?"

This sentence caused an uproar among the officials. A few days ago, Chen Zilong stood up even more furiously when he opposed the matter of borrowing the soldiers to fight against the bandits.

"Your Majesty, the transportation between the north and the south is inconvenient. I don't know that His Majesty is enthroned at this time..."

On the side, Qian Qianyi also hastily tried to smooth things over. God knows what Bo Luo said was once again shocked by Man Chao Wenwu's eyes. He took out a piece of brocade silk from his sleeve, and Bo Luo arrogantly read it loudly. road.

"You and other ministers in Nanjing were disloyal and unfilial. When the late emperor was here, if the bandits came and did not send troops to rescue them, they would not fulfill the righteousness of a minister. This is a crime! Jun Shang, he did not want to avenge his father, but set up the emperor without hesitation. The second crime is that the king of Fu is arrogant and extravagant, and the mercenaries in the towns abuse the people and disturb the world. This is the third crime! Pass the order of the regent king, you and other unfaithful, unrighteous and filial people will be punished by the world, and the regent king will soon raise an army to punish them! Let you and other monarchs and ministers open the door to welcome the surrender as soon as possible, you can still save your life, otherwise the army will kill them all!"

The people are silent and stunned. These days, the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty are still discussing how to use slavery to destroy the Chuangjun, and then they can enjoy the wealth and honor, and even how many coins they will give each year. These people have planned it. Who knows, welcome What came was such a murderous letter of war, and even many ministers were so frightened that they fought with each other, and their faces turned pale.

Qian Qianyi was so shocked that he couldn't speak. Sitting in the hall, looking at Boluo's contemptuous gaze, Emperor Hongguang felt his back unstoppably cold, and stood up in panic.

"Humph, how come you and other small countries are pointing fingers at the matter of the kingdom of heaven, and you and other uncivilized people on the frontier, taking advantage of the disasters and turmoil in the summer of China, stealing my land without worrying about worrying and worrying, but instead uttering wild words and provoking Emperor! Hmph, if you want to fight, I will fight!"

But when the civil and military forces of the court were in panic all day long, a loud shout suddenly roared out from the courtiers, and immediately one person strode out of the court with the same arrogant and disdainful eyes, and looked at Boluo coldly, with cold eyes , reminded Boluo of the coldest wind in Liaodong for three or nine days.

"Who are you, Southern Manzi?"

"Song Qingshu of Lianghuai, send your greetings to your regent Dorgon!"

This name once again struck Boluo as if struck by lightning. He, a witness who witnessed the layer upon layer of corpses of Jian slaves floating on the glacier in the Zhanghe battle, has not forgotten it until now, and has sized up Song Qingshu several times. Luo Fangcai clasped his fists and bowed to Song Qingshu with great fear.

"Song Lianghuai, Boluo remembers you, and will convey it to my regent!"

"Farewell!"

He didn't even salute the emperor, but the envoy who established the slaves saluted Song Qingshu. Qian Qianyi, who had seen him personally lead him in, turned dark, extremely gloomy, trembling, and couldn't say a word for a long time. Chao Wenwu also watched helplessly as Boluo swaggered back out of the court hall again, and the deathly silence echoed.

There was dead silence for about two or three minutes, and the voice broke the silence again. Looking at the horrified ministers gloomyly, Song Qingshu coldly clasped his fists at the equally shocked Emperor Hongguang who couldn't be more shocked.

"Your Majesty, shouldn't it be time for the Chuangjun envoys to go to court?"

As if he had just woken up, Zhu Yousong seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw, and shouted in person: "Come here, tell the Chuangjun envoys! No, please Chuangjun envoys to the palace!"

Once again, the eunuch ran out of the Hall of Martial Arts as if fleeing for his life.

He also returned to the court, and turned his head to look at the pale, gloomy or whispering ministers. Song Qingshu's heart couldn't help but feel a surge of joy. He has had enough of the peaceful dream. Now, you people are fat and fat, and your brains are full of fat. The guy should wake up, right?
Let me move!

(End of this chapter)