Southern Ming, my destiny is too abstract

Chapter 86: Forty-three years, the flames of war are still remembered

In Kunming city.

After the Ming army entered, chaos immediately ensued.

Wu Sangui had been stationed in Yunnan and Yunnan for two years and had long since treated Kunming as his own territory.

Not only wealthy officials, but also many ordinary people were common serfs under the name of Pingxi Domain.

The ruffians and soldiers took the opportunity to cause chaos, rushed into the mansion, killed, burned and looted.

The chaos continued until night fell, and the Ming army began a curfew.

In the Prince of Pingxi's mansion, Liu Xuanchu called the palace's chef and prepared a banquet to entertain His Royal Highness the Crown Prince who had arrived in Kunming.

Zhu Cixuan glanced at the remaining Ming officials in Kunming City.

Those who were loyal to the Ming Dynasty had already fled with Gong Yi and others to Hongshawadi.

There were more than thirty civil officials who looked a little ashamed.

The only people around were Wu Zisheng, Marquis of Huairen, and Qi Sansheng, Marquis of Chengyang, who had entered Hongsha to rescue the emperor.

Yang Wu surrendered to the Qing Dynasty at Tengyue Pass and betrayed Liu Ju, the Chief Censor, and a group of civil and military officials.

And Liu Xuanchu, the military advisor of King Liu Wenxiu of Shu and the chief contributor to the successful entry into Kunming.

[Name: Liu Xuanchu (top counselor)

Age: 32
Official Position: Military Advisor of the Ming Dynasty

Command: 39 Military Strength: 43 Intelligence: 93 Politics: 85

Zhu Cixuan grinned slightly.

It's so scary.

Although both are military strategists, Jin Weixin is two levels lower than him.

Systematic intelligence is a combination of IQ, experience, insight and strategy.

A guy like Pan Huang reached second-rate level purely by relying on his IQ.

This Liu Xuanchu was an unknown person, but he reached the top level purely through strategy.

If he had not followed Liu Wenxiu, he would not have been reused and was later captured by Wu Sangui.

If Jin Weixin were in Li Dingguo's position, Emperor Yongli would at least be able to move to southern Sichuan and unite the Thirteen Families of Kuidong.

After Liu Xuanchu finished drinking the prince's toast, he took out a piece of paper from his arms.

"Your Highness, Kunming is not a place to stay for long. We must plunder Wu Sangui's treasury and transport the treasures to Meng and Myanmar."

Zhu Cixuan took over the warehouse treasures secretly recorded by Liu Xuanchu.

However, after just a quick glance, I almost cried out in surprise.

"Mr. Liu, where did Wu Sangui get so much money?"

A full nine million taels of silver.

Could it be that Wu Sangui has already discovered the treasure of the Dashi Army?

Liu Xuanchu whispered, "Let Your Highness know that here are over three million in military pay issued by the Pseudo-Qing Dynasty, as well as the spoils Wu Sangui seized from his campaigns across the country, and the accumulated savings of the feudal lords over the years."

Ok.

Zhu Cixuan then realized that Wu Sangui was a pure young general of the Ming Dynasty.

Especially good at making money.

Wu Sangui withheld some of Guiqian's military pay.

He received sufficient salary and food for the Yunnan and Yunnan provinces he was stationed in, but did not receive the border pay allocated to him by the Qing court.

Instead, the burden was directly borne by the local chieftains of Yunnan and Yunnan.

What's even more outrageous is that Wu Sangui told Emperor Shunzhi that Yunnan and Yunnan had experienced wars for a long time and the people were suffering, and he requested tax exemptions.

Unfortunately, Emperor Shunzhi had never seen the behavior of the Ming border generals, and he even transferred hundreds of thousands of taels of silver to let Wu Sangui solve the urgent needs of the people.

It is perfectly confirmed that it is really impossible to give money to ordinary people in Middle-earth.

Wu Sangui even spared no effort to kill the people in the fiefdoms under his own name.

The grain collection was changed to money collection, and the Ming Dynasty's private levies and arbitrary taxation were carried over to the Qing Dynasty without any changes.

In addition to military pay and taxes, Yunnan also had metal mines and salt wells, which were also monopolized by the Pingxi Palace.

Wu Sangui also had a talent for business.

His hometown is Liaodong, and he has also been stationed in Hanzhong.

Through direct connections, ginseng from Liaodong and coptis chinensis and aconite from Bashu were transported to Yunnan and Yunnan for monopoly sale.

His son Wu Yingxiong lived in the capital and sent rare treasures every year.

Of course, after taking control of Kunming, there was also the looting of Prince Mu’s Palace and wealthy families in Yunnan and Dian.

No wonder Wu Sangui dared to rebel later.

If his business empire continues to develop, its income will sooner or later surpass that of the Aisin Gioro family.

This is less than 10 million taels.

Adding the gold hoards of Zhu Youlang, Mu Tianbo, and Li Dingguo, the Ming treasury suddenly reached 30 million taels of silver. Kunming was the right place to go.

Zhu Cixuan drank two cups of rice wine in a row to calm his excitement.

At the banquet, there were even more excited people than him. Liu Ju, whose face flushed from drinking, picked up his wine glass and stood up:
"Your Highness, I am in Tengyue. I heard that Your Majesty was being held captive by the southern barbarians. I wanted to call on the chieftains of the border areas, raise an army of 800, cross the mountains and ridges, and attack Ava to rescue Your Majesty."

"I never imagined that His Highness would be so heroic, leading only 500 soldiers all the way north to recapture Kunming."

Liu Ju finished the wine in the glass and glanced at Bai Wenxuan.

"Last year, I discussed the three failures of the Ming Dynasty."

"Prince Jin, Li Dingguo, rejected the Qin and Shu armies when the Qing army invaded Yunnan from all sides, and was unprepared. This was his mistake."

"When he arrived in western Yunnan, he refused to listen to my advice and went to Sichuan to join the Thirteen Families. Instead, he listened to the advice of treacherous ministers and hunted the barbarians in the south, causing the Ming Dynasty to be unable to revive. These are his two mistakes."

"And when we reached the Southern Wasteland, the two kings of Jin and Gong were still at odds, and our attempt to rescue the emperor failed. These were the three failures."

Bai Wenxuan opened his mouth, remained silent for two breaths, then shook his head and drank bitterly.

Liu Ju refilled the glass with wine, drank it all again, and looked at the prince solemnly.

"The Han Dynasty fell because of God's will, and the two Song Dynasties fell because of weak military forces."

"Our Great Ming is not without generals and soldiers, but it was destroyed by factional strife and internal strife. All the generals and ministers only cared about the immediate affairs, and ignored the current situation of the world, which was in the hands of the false Qing Dynasty."

"The rise of the pseudo-Qing Dynasty is due to heaven, not man."

"Last year, our Ming Dynasty was nearly defeated. It was man-made, not divine will."

Liu Ju was already crying:

"I heard that the Crown Prince was in Ava City, eliminating treacherous ministers, subduing vassal generals, rallying the troops, conquering the southern barbarians, and defeating the Qing army."

"The minister then knew that the person the Ming Dynasty had been missing, the person it had been waiting for for seventeen years, had finally arrived."

Zhu Cixuan felt that the bitter and spicy taste of the rice wine in the cup was particularly long-lasting.

It makes people feel a little hot all over.

Zhu Cixuan stood up and looked around at the Ming civil and military officials at the banquet.

There were volunteer armies from Shaanxi and Gansu, generals from Guizhou and Guizhou, chieftains from Yunnan and Yunnan, scholars from Bashu, and successful candidates from Guangdong.

"When I returned to Kunming, I felt a sense of familiarity."

"This is the Prince of Pingxi's Mansion, or the Prince of Mu's Mansion of the Duke of Qian. I've been here so often that I feel like I've seen every blade of grass and every tree there."

"Censor Liu, do you remember Xin Jiaxuan's Yong Yu Le?"

Liu Ju was stunned at first, then immediately recited it.

Zhu Cixuan listened with a slight shake of his head.

"The setting sun, the grass and trees, the ordinary alleys, I live alone."

"Imperial Censor Liu, I got the time wrong."

"We didn't start resisting the Qing dynasty until the Jiashen Incident in the 17th year of Chongzhen's reign."

"In the 46th year of the Wanli reign, Nurhaci, the wild boar, swore an oath to heaven and began his rebellion."

"It is now the forty-third year of the resistance against the Qing Dynasty."

"Forty-three years on, I still remember the three great campaigns of the Ming Dynasty, how our great Ming Dynasty marched with swords and spears, and how our fierceness was as fierce as a tiger swallowing thousands of miles."

Zhu Cixuan looked at the civil and military officials with a burning gaze.

"My Lords, I will not be as hasty as Liu Yilong in the Yuanjia era."

……

"Forty-three years. Do you know how many battles we, the Eight Banners of Manchuria, have fought with the Ming Dynasty?"

According to the arrangement of the Crown Prince of Daming, Duolong fled to Chuxiong Prefecture and seized the military power. He said to the Prime Minister of Xia who requested him to send troops.

Xia Guoxiang pleaded, "Lord Duolong, the family of the King of Pingxi is still in Kunming City."

"We have to rescue them no matter what."

Duolong pointed at himself and said: "You let us Manchus attack the city and save some Han people."

"I'm confused. Is this Qing Dynasty our Jurchen's, or your Pingxi King Wu Sangui's?"

Duolong saw Xia Guoxiang kneeling on the ground and continuing to beg.

His tone softened slightly: "Prime Minister Xia, it's not that I don't want to go."

"You escaped too quickly. You didn't witness Zhu Cixuan's bravery. My city didn't even last an hour before he broke through. Only the Eight Banners of Manchuria escaped."

"Zhu Cixuan relied on 20,000 to 30,000 southern barbarian soldiers in Mubang to destroy Wu Sangui's 50,000 elite troops."

"He's gathering Daxi's old troops in Kunming, and he must have at least 10,000 soldiers."

"Forget about the 5,000 soldiers from Chuxiong. Even if you call in Zhang Yong's Green Camp from eastern Yunnan, it won't be enough."

"If we really want to break into the city and rescue the people, we can only ask the Prince of Pingxi and the Prince of Shangshan to send a large army back from western Yunnan."

One chapter left, double compensation tomorrow

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