Great Qing Dynasty talker

Chapter 572: Yongyan ascends the throne, and the reign is named Kangde! The temple name for the emperor is Qing Huizong~
Qianlong was stunned for a while and asked:

"Ji Yun, how did he die?"

"Master Ji had stomach cramps and had diarrhea 10 times a day. He died the next day."

The young eunuch serving today had received an unintentional favor from Emperor Qianlong a few years ago. Therefore, unlike the other eunuchs sent to serve, he was very respectful to Emperor Qianlong and told him everything.

……

A trace of sadness flashed across Qianlong's face:
"I know, it must be the sequelae of the poisoning. Ji Yun, he was murdered by Wu Ting."

"Where is He Shen?"

"Be good to the adults."

"Where's Yu Minzhong?"

"Lord Yu has caught a cold and has not attended court meetings for several days. The imperial physician said it's unclear how long he can last."

"He's an old fox. He can't die."

The young eunuch didn't dare to say anything, but he was somewhat unconvinced.

There was silence in the room for a while, and Qianlong suddenly asked:
"Is the court going to war or peace now?"

The young eunuch whispered:

"I don't know either. There are all kinds of news flying around in the capital. But a few days ago, Shengjing came to ask for reinforcements~"

"The Wu army landed in Liaodong? Did the imperial court send troops?"

"The officials in the court are arguing endlessly."

Qianlong smiled.

"It seems like war and peace. My Qing Dynasty will not survive for many more days."

……

"Take it."

"I dare not ask for it."

"Keep it. You will all have to make a living in the future. You are a rootless person who can't carry anything on your shoulders or lift anything with your hands. You can't move an inch without money."

The gift from Emperor Qianlong was a piece of top-quality mutton-fat jade pendant, which was of excellent quality and enough to feed and clothe an ordinary family for two lifetimes.

The young eunuch's eyes were slightly red.

"Your Majesty, I thank you."

"You're welcome. If you're interested, tell me when the Wu army is at the gates of the city so I can be mentally prepared."

"Don't worry, Your Majesty. I will definitely remember it."

Qianlong smiled miserably.

I have been so proud and confident all my life, but I have fallen to this point. I have to win over a lowly eunuch to fulfill my wish.

Looking at the falling snow, Qianlong said to himself:

"Today I understand Xuanzong's embarrassment. Living too long brings disgrace~"

……

The city became increasingly desolate; the famous eight great buildings, eight great villages and eight great alleys were all closed down and deserted.

A lot of wealth left, and many people left too.

As for the rest, the poor people were busy looking for ways to make a living, while the rich people stayed in their mansions planning for their future.

In short, there is not much time left for the city.

Outside Chaoyang Gate
The gatekeeper looked at a group of cavalrymen with small yellow flags on their backs galloping towards him in the distance, and quickly ordered the soldiers to remove the obstacles.

As the knight passed by, he did not forget to ask:
"Brother, where is the military intelligence from?"

The knight's horse did not slow down, and he whistled past, leaving a message in the distance: "Emergency news from Shanhaiguan, Shengjing has fallen."

……

Just this one sentence.

The gatekeeper was stunned at that moment. His rosy face turned pale and he fell in the snow, unable to get up.

"It's over, it's over."

A month ago, his whole family had just moved to Shengjing with all the gold and silver they had saved. Now they were all given to Wu Jun.

The soldiers around were whispering:

"Our Lord is really ruined now."

"That's nothing. The officials in our Metropolitan Government and the Ministry of Internal Affairs are even more worthy of hanging."

"Did they move all their money to Shengjing?"

"Not really, but at least half of them have been moved. A few months ago, there were hundreds of silver cars passing through our place every day."

The soldiers were whispering to each other, lamenting that Emperor Wu had become rich.

But for the bannermen in the capital, this was like a severe kick to a crippled leg.

Anyway,

The soldiers had solemn expressions, but they were very happy in their hearts.

Seeing the rich guys losing money makes me happier than making money myself.

……

There was an uproar in the Forbidden City.

Princes, ministers, and royal relatives rushed into the Meridian Gate.

At first glance, I thought it was a collective rebellion, but after asking further, I found out that it was for Shengjing.

At this moment, Yongyan was still in the Yangxin Palace thinking about the new year's name. His subordinates proposed three candidates: Jiaqing, Xianfeng, and Kangde.

Yongyan frowned:

"Which one do you think is better, Queen?"

"I am a humble concubine, so I dare not say more."

"Xiao Fei, what do you say?"

"The name of the country is a major matter, and it must be decided by the emperor alone."

Yongyan nodded.

"Jiaqing originally had a very good meaning. It fits my title and also conveys joy. But now the golden bowl is broken, so the word 'qing' is not appropriate."

"Xianfeng is also a very good meaning, but it does not fit the current situation of the court."

"I would rather place my trust in Kangde. Kang means prosperity and well-being. De means being respected by all people. This indicates that my Qing Dynasty will be able to safely survive this disaster."

finished,

Yongyan picked up his pen and wrote on the red paper with Kant's words on it:
"That's right."

……

"When will the emperor officially ascend the throne? And announce it to the world?"

Yongyan was about to speak when he heard a commotion outside.

He walked out of the Palace of Tranquil Longevity with a gloomy face, and saw a group of people coming towards him angrily. He almost shouted for protection of the emperor.

result,

The group of people fell to their knees.

Shouting:

"Please ask the emperor to send troops to recapture Shengjing."

"The ancestral land cannot be lost to the Han people."

"Yes. Even if we lose the capital, we cannot lose Shengjing."

In the Yangxin Hall,

The two concubines who were hiding behind the door and eavesdropping changed their expressions slightly.

"Sister, listen to what these people are saying. We can lose the capital, but we can't lose Shengjing? That's absurd."

Xiao Xiaoqi smiled:
"Sister, you know that most of these people's assets have been taken to Shengjing."

"Alas~ How did the Qing Dynasty become what it is today?"

Concubine Xiao took out her handkerchief, wiped her sister's tears carefully, and held her hand to comfort her:

"Sister, take it easy. A tree that is moved will die, but a person who moves will live. The water and grass in Yili may not be incapable of supporting a person."

"My sister has such a smart mind, but she is a girl. It's a pity."

……

Inside the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

A hasty court meeting kicked off, and the excited princes, ministers, and officials from the six ministries and nine departments all clamored that Shengjing must be recaptured.

"Your Majesty, Shengjing is the birthplace of the Manchu people and is of great significance."

"Your Majesty, the Wu army has come a long way to attack Liaodong, so their strength must be small. Now we order the Shanhaiguan garrison to march north collectively to recapture Shengjing, and the chances of victory are very high."

"Your Majesty, the remains of our Qing dynasty's ancestors are all in Shengjing. This is a great shame and humiliation that cannot be tolerated."

Inside the palace, the blood was boiling.

Everyone is calling for war, everyone is seeking war.

Such a grand occasion has not been heard of in the Forbidden City for a long time.

Yongyan looked at the excited faces calmly and suddenly stood up.

Inside the hall, it became quiet.

"Everyone, you are all loyal subjects of the Qing Dynasty."

"Now that the emperor is not in good health, I am temporarily in charge of the government. The severe winter has arrived, and we must be cautious in using troops. I have decided to prepare our troops and wait for the ice and snow to subside before crossing Shanhaiguan, retaking Shengjing and crushing the Wu army."

"The Emperor's Holy Might."

The princes and ministers kowtowed in a mess.

A confidant of the mansion stood up and advocated loudly:

"I will donate 1 taels of silver first. My lords, for the sake of the Qing Dynasty and for yourselves, please donate some silver to pay the army."

The atmosphere was awkward.

The crowd who were shouting for war and killing suddenly became a few steps shorter, and finally they reluctantly pledged a small amount, the highest being no more than 2000 taels.

He Shen said nothing.
I won't donate, not even a penny. You're already meat on the chopping board and will be chopped up anyway.

Yongyan's face was very calm. He read the History of Ming Dynasty again yesterday. The situation cannot be said to be completely the same, but it can only be said to be quite similar. ...

The Ministry of Rites is very busy during the twelfth lunar month.

The new emperor's coronation ceremony is scheduled for the fifth day of the first lunar month, which is a good date and the process is mature.

Yongyan successfully deceived most people.

First he ascended the throne, then he went hunting in the west.

Leave the capital, the emperor, and all the bastards in these four-nine cities to Wu’s army.

He has experienced so much in the past five years and has seen through people's hearts.

Concubine Xiao is right! She needs to scrape the bone to heal the wound and have a complete blood transfusion.

The Sanxiting Hall in the Hall of Mental Cultivation is as warm as spring.

Yongyan tried his best to uphold the moral principles, but at the same time he spoke without thinking:

"How do I compare to the likes of Heshen and Chen Huizu?"

"Your Majesty wants me to be happy, but he, they can't."

"Tell me, what am I?"

"Your Majesty is a true man who stands tall and proud."

This shameless conversation would be considered outrageous even in the Eight Great Hutongs, and it can be said to have trampled on all the morals in the world.

But considering the current situation, it is understandable.

Emperor Kant was under too much pressure and often suffered from insomnia, anxiety and uneasiness.

The tranquilizing decoction had no effect at all. The imperial physician suggested that the emperor should do the opposite and drink more deer blood.

……

Emperor Kant needed a little unusual stimulation to temporarily forget his troubles.

He murmured to himself:
"Xiao, Concubine Xiao, I don't want to be Emperor Qinzong of Song."

Xiao Xiaoqi lay on his back with his eyes out of focus.

"Your Majesty will be like Emperor Gaozong of Song who revived the country. I call you Emperor Qing Gaozong. Grandpa Gaozong, please be gentle."

"Hey."

Yongyan felt as if he was galloping on the green grassland of the Ili River Valley.

roared:

"I don't want any of that damned state and capital, or any of that Shengjing and Yanjing. But I want to give the emperor the temple name, Emperor Huizong of Qing."

……

There was dead silence in Sanxi Hall.

The sun shines through the red and blue glass.

"Princess Xiao, we must make all preparations for the hunt in the west during the first month of the lunar year."

"Your Majesty, rest assured. Please draw up a list of those who need to be taken away from the palace, and I will do it."

"Okay. It must be kept secret."

"Don't worry, Your Majesty. My mouth is tighter than that pair of pliers."

Xiao Xiaoqi put on a Sichuan embroidered silk robe, turned her head and smiled, she was stunningly beautiful.

Slap:

"come in."

As usual, a group of palace maids entered carrying copper basins.

After serving, he lowered his head and left.

Xiao Xiaoqi was dressing in front of the bronze mirror when she suddenly couldn't help asking:

"Your Majesty, about the recruitment of soldiers in Zhili?"

"I asked Senatu to do it last month. According to your suggestion, he recruited young and strong bachelors and prisoners from all over the country."

……

"I am worried that these people lack a sense of identity with the Qing Dynasty."

"Your Majesty, please be at ease. As the saying goes, the grace of giving birth is not as good as the grace of raising. You feed the soldiers with meat, wine, and clothes, and you are their second parents. Besides~"

"Say!"

"After the Jingkang Incident, the Song court was able to survive for a hundred years after its southward migration. One of the key reasons was that the Jin soldiers had bad intentions, but they executed well."

"What do you mean?"

"The Jin soldiers swept through the city of Bianjing, but unexpectedly helped Emperor Gaozong of Song solve the three redundancies."

Yongyan turned his head with a look of surprise.

He suddenly realized that this woman was not simple. She was definitely not Zhao Feiyan or Yang Yuhuan, but Xiao Zetian.

"My beloved concubine, what you mean is that during the Jingkang Incident, the Jin soldiers wiped out the core of the Northern Song Dynasty, which actually prolonged the life of the Southern Song Dynasty?"

"The Emperor's Holy Might."

Yongyan was silent for a while and nodded.

"When I think about it carefully, it is true. The Northern Song Dynasty had too much internal friction, and no one could change the laws of their ancestors. As a result, the Jin soldiers came and killed everyone cleanly, and there was no more restraint. I still have some military affairs to attend to, so you can go down first."

"Chen and concubine retire."

……

Xiao Xiaoqi walked out of the Yangxin Palace with some annoyance.

At that moment just now, she saw the fear in Yongyan’s eyes—Xiaoqi, you talk too much.

In fact, her understanding of "History of Song Dynasty" is far more than what has been mentioned above.

The stability of the small Southern Song Dynasty court was not only due to the availability of blank paper for painting, but also to money.

To be more precise, it is foreign trade profit.

The remnant of the Qing Dynasty hunted west and dominated the northwest.

In the future, it may be possible to occupy the Ili River Valley and the Central Asian steppes to the west, base themselves on agriculture and animal husbandry, develop their fortune through resale trade, and rebuild Western Qing.

He could even act as an intermediary trader between Rakshasa and Wu Dynasty, selling supplies from one enemy to another.

……

It is not absurd at all and is actually very feasible.

War is war, and business is business.

Wu Ting doesn't care about food, they sell anything as long as there is profit, and they sell it with a smile.

Therefore,
What reason does the poor Rakshasa have to refuse?
Tea, silk and porcelain are the crown of global trade.

From Shunzhi to the present day, the border trade between Russia and the Qing Dynasty has been booming. In essence, the Russians resold these three goods to Europe by land.

At its peak, the profits even accounted for 3% of Rakshasa’s finances.

In recent years, border trade between the two countries has gradually dried up.

One can imagine the financial pressure that old woman Catherine was under.

……

Xiao Xiaoqi is naturally intelligent and has a high level of comprehension.

In addition, when she debuted, she followed a high-ranking official, and the documents and information she came into contact with were all top secret, so her perspective was naturally different.

She had long seen through the underlying logic of the empire.

——Make money!
If the empire can earn enough money, especially from outside, the internal situation will be peaceful and even the noise will be drowned out.

Otherwise, there will be big trouble.

She also came to a conclusion without any guidance:
Wu Ting was a freak, a freak that combined the economic philosophy of the Southern Song Dynasty and the combat power of the Jin Dynasty. Faintly, there was also a bit of the industrial and commercial checks and balances concept of the European kingdoms.

Emperor Wu is invincible.

Even if the ruthless men who founded the first Aisin-Gioro clan were to be reborn, they would still be no match for them.

……

Yongyan didn't think so deeply, but at least he intuitively realized that he could not win.

If you can't beat it, run away.

The truth is very simple, but not many people can understand it.

Xiao Xiaoqi has been silently instilling in Yongyan:
Hunting in the West!

Stay away from Wu Ting's sphere of influence, abandon Shaanxi and Gansu, use the Western Regions as a temporary foothold, and throw it to Wu Ting as a condition for future peace talks. Escape and establish a country in Central Asia.

If you can’t defeat Wu Ting, can you still defeat those shepherds and Cossacks?

In the future, I will give birth to the seed of Emperor Kant and carefully cultivate him into a great ruler. This can also be considered a different kind of success.

Female version of struggle!

Xiao Xiaoqi was lost in thought when a young eunuch hurried by.

"stop!"

"Madam Concubine Xiao is well."

"Why are you so alarmed?"

"The White Lotus bandits have already conquered Linqing."

……

The miserable 1779 is over. The gears of time finally click into 1780.

New year, new suffering.

That's life.

The Spring Festival is approaching.

The city of Suzhou was filled with joy and was decorated with lights and colorful lanterns.

The most intuitive feeling of the common people is that the prices of daily necessities in the market have plummeted, including firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, tea, new clothes, quilts, honeycomb coal, brown sugar, white sugar, rum, firecrackers, melon seeds and candies.

All kinds of light industrial products seemed to appear overnight.
In short, buy it!

Buy it hard!

……

(End of this chapter)