Become the emperor of the Qing Dynasty, Chongzhen!

Chapter 367 A Harmony

"Give back, let's back down! If this goes on like this, they might as well welcome that damn savage into the capital!"

Naturally, there was no Azig among the applicants.

He has long disliked Fulin.

As for Zhengheiqi's renewed pressure, it's useless for Minister Wang to explain at the meeting, but Hauge's decision is to send a letter of peace to Fulin, the leader.

Anyway, the shortest is just three words 'Sheng Gong'an'.

It's good to be able to continue to hold the Zhenghei flag.

But it is an absolute shame for Azig and other people who advocate using force to find a way out.

And everyone, including Azig, can think of it.

Zhengheiqi's erosion of the Qing Dynasty has begun.

But with Fulin as a medium, the rate of erosion will be even faster.

This time I want to ask An Zhezi.

What discount do you want next time?
That is to say, Fulin himself, as the young emperor, even if the Eight Banners support it, they only support the legal system of the "Emperor of the Qing Dynasty", not firmly support him himself.

Legislation has room to shift.

Otherwise, the existence of Fulin would not only be embarrassing and humiliating to Qing Dynasty.

So in a blink of an eye.

The question before us is still the same as before.

Run or stay.

Stay, be subject to the savages, even if the savages are allowed to erode the Qing and cause the savages to join the battle against Ming, then the Qing will completely change and become the Qing of the savages.

run.

Where to run, and whether it can run away safely is a problem.

The connection between the Qing Dynasty and Guanwai Mongolia has been completely severed.

The Great Wall Pass that I once wanted to break through has now become a huge cage. Daqing is locked inside, and the savage and Wu Sangui control the exit of the cage.

With less than [-] Eight Banners soldiers and Green Battalion soldiers, the Qing Dynasty can mobilize less than [-] troops.

Rounding it up, it is regarded as 35. 35 troops are required to escort [-] people from the Manchurian and Han Eight Banners in the city out of the city, and escort these [-] people on the road, resisting the pursuit of the Ming army, Guan Ning army, and black flag savages along the way.

At the same time, choose a pass that allows 30 people to pass quickly and break it.

That is, this inhumanly difficult task.

Let Azig choose to have a mouthful.

It's fine to scold a few words.

After all, if he really wants to run, he is still the coach of the army.

"Such a humiliation to my Qing Dynasty! The fish will die and the net will be broken!"

"Snapped!"

His son, who had been on the battlefield for a few days, also yelled, and Azig raised his hand like a big mouth of love.

As a general, if he dared to utter these words as a last resort, he would have to be beaten severely.

Just as he was looking for a wisdom injection stick, Lao Qin, the third son of Azig, was concerned about the country and the people, and said: "It's not an option to tear this up with the savages. Since the court wants to establish another Great Khan, it means that the Great Khan is not unimportant.

The Great Khan is not important anymore, and the savages in the name of the Great Khan will not be able to influence my Qing government. It is better to let the savages talk nonsense, and I will tell the world, so I will give the Great Khan a book and let the savages send troops to fight against the Ming Dynasty. "

"Snapped!"

A big mouth slapped him, Lao Qin covered his face and was about to kneel down when Azig was arrested again.

"you boy"

What I said seems to make sense.

But it is obviously seeking skin from a tiger.

"Is this Shengjing?"

Amidst the lively eyes of passers-by, a group of people who were driving a carriage and whose attire and behavior were incompatible with those around them arrived at the market outside Shengjing.

A very standard rough countryman, either carelessly surprised, or looking around cautiously.

The officials from the Ministry of Rites and Qi Xinlang who brought them yelled at the group, instructing them to settle in a hotel outside the city. Beijing activities.

"Old Jie, your relatives are here, don't you want to help?"

"Fuck off."

Lao Jie, who had a big pie face and was obviously from a wild Jurchen, casually kicked the people around him and said, "My lord, I don't need that little money. If something goes wrong, I will take the responsibility. I'm just a fool!"

"Tsk, let's go!"

"Old Li, what is this?"

"Multiple friends have multiple paths, you have to learn!"

There are many wild places in Liaodong, and there are naturally many wild people.

There are more uncivilized people.

Even if the Manchu Qing took away a group, it seemed that the people who lived in groups of tribes, fished, hunted or nomads came to buy supplies in groups, or were ordered by their superiors to stay in Shengjing.

Either find a first-class slave as a guide.

Or like this, the higher-ups take the initiative to guide someone.

Usually it's official business.

And although the official guides of this kind of tribe are generously paid, they have never been very popular.

"My lord! Me! I'm coming!"

Waving the waist card and approaching, the officials of the Siyi Pavilion suddenly smiled: "Are you willing? That's great! You are troubled, you are troubled!"

"Just leave it to me!"

"Success! Take care of the two shares of silver and they are yours! Come, come! You must remember! You can't walk around when you are new! What do you want to see, what do you want to buy? Tell this master! Follow this master! The most important thing is Absolutely don't make trouble!"

After a long explanation, the officials left, and Banner Lao Li stood in front of this group of wild Jurchens who had come all the way from Black Flag City.

"Can you understand everything? Can you understand? Do you understand?"

Lao Li first performed a ventriloquist, speaking in three different dialects.

Seeing this group of wild women who wore black cotton robes and hung animal bone jewelry on their bodies, they all nodded. Lao Li was very proud and began to talk to them one by one. After helping them arrange their luggage, carriages and horses, their first goal Naturally, he wandered around in this huge city that he had never seen before.

Lao Li is not a perfunctory person, and he would say a few words whenever he went anywhere.

"There are all kinds of people in the city, and it's nothing strange. There are more and more North Koreans, just like us. The white-haired and red-haired ones are rare. Give me money? Black Flag City doesn't use money yet. Use silver? Or barter?"

Although Lao Li said that the luggage would not be stolen, each tribe only singled out one person to follow Lao Li into the city.

Amidst the chaotic crowd and garbled language, a young man dazzled and interjected, "Are there any black people?"

"Aren't these tanned bitter people everywhere?"

Old Li was surprised, but the young man shook his head and said, "No, it's very dark, as dark as the sky at night."

"Just talking nonsense, come on, the boots sold in this shop, the cowhide soles are used for five years! If the soles are worn out within five years, I will take them back, and I will replace them for you without saying a word! As for the knives, I will tell you, Japanese. The knife looks good at first glance, but to be durable, it has to be a shop from the Ministry of Industry."

But when he was talking, Lao Li suddenly became mysterious, and said in a low voice: "After buying these things, we will take you to the bathhouse! It's fun there!"

"No nonsense! Black Flag City just caught a few black people!"

Behind the young man and the many young and old who were also dazzled by entering the city, they did not understand Lao Li's good intentions.

They are just amazed at the people in this city, and the new objects born from the intermingling and entanglement of people of various races living in one place.

Of course, don't say they are emotional.

Even people of all races who have lived in the city for a long time can't help sighing occasionally.

With so many races mixed together, how can it not be chaotic?

(End of this chapter)