"It turned out to be Ruan Jizhi, I haven't seen him for many years."

Sun Zhiqi did not turn over and dismount, but arched his hand at Ruan Dacheng on horseback.

Ruan Dacheng did not return the salute, but asked loudly: "Sun Longfu, where is your hair?" Why not? Have you seen through the red dust and become a monk in gradient? ”

Sun Zhiqi smiled, stretched out his hand and took out the pigtail like a rat's tail from his mind, "Brother Ji, the younger brother is now a member of the Great Qing Kingdom, and all men in the Great Qing Kingdom have to shave their hair and braid." ”

"Do you want to shave your hair? What if you don't shave your hair? Another voice sounded, Sun Zhiqi followed the sound and looked, and a fat man in a green cloth shirt walked over shaking a paper fan.

"In Shimomatsue Luo, I asked!" The person who came is the successor of Donglin, and next year's Enke's list may also be the champion Luo Dagong.

"Hahaha!" Sun Zhiqi suddenly burst out laughing.

Grand Duke Luo was confused, "What are you laughing at?" ”

"I laugh at you, a useless scholar, if you are in Beizhili, you don't even have the qualifications to shave your hair!"

Grand Duke Luo snorted: "The body is skinny, and the parents are affected!" You won't shave your hair and braid it underneath! ”

Sun Zhiqi just laughed, Ruan Dacheng looked strange, and asked, "What are you laughing at?" ”

Sun Zhiqi put away his smile and looked around with a cold gaze. I saw that in addition to the soldiers who maintained order gathered outside the urn city of Yifengmen, they were officials in official robes and black yarn or scholars in Confucian scarves, all of whom looked at them coldly.

"The official laughs at him for his lack of knowledge!" Sun Zhiqi spoke gloomily, "I don't know the twenty-four futures of my Great Qing Dynasty. ”

"What twenty-four futures?"

Sun Zhiqi said with a smile: "It is the promotion path of the children of the Eight Banners, from the clothed slave upwards, there are a total of twenty-four ranks, and it will be the prince." Every level up has to be credited with real talent! Merit will be promoted, and fault will be punished. And the coated minions at the bottom are not considered futures, so they are counted as twenty-four futures.

Ordinary Han people, as long as they are not officials who surrender to sincerity, if they want to enter our Qing Dynasty, they are all clothed servants at the beginning, making cattle and horses for the Lord of the Eight Banners, and their wives and daughters have to serve their masters...... It doesn't matter how much knowledge you have, whether you can be promoted to a jinshi or not, it's all the same. Even Fan Wencheng and Ning Wan, the great scholars of the Great Qing Kingdom, have all climbed up step by step from the clothed minions. Among them, the wife of Fan University Scholar has served Prince Yu of the Qing Dynasty because she is quite beautiful! That's the glory of a Fan scholar! ”

"What? Is this a thing or an honor? Grand Duke Luo shouted, "Does this Fan Wencheng have a little backbone!" ”

"Backbone?" Sun Zhiqi laughed wildly again, and then raised his horsewhip and pointed at Luo Dagong, "You don't know how capable Fan Dashi is, he is an all-rounder who can write and martial arts, he can write splendid articles with a pen, and he can kill your generals of the Southern Dynasty with a knife." His current wealth is rich and noble, but he is rich with a knife and a gun.

You are a scholar with industrious limbs, and you are also worthy of talking about backbone with Fan University? What do you think you're for? What else would you do besides taking the imperial examination? Be a master? The nobles of the Eight Banners in the Qing Dynasty are masters, and ordinary Han people have to start with clothed minions. Will you be a minion? Do you know how to farm? Will you work? Would you kill someone? No, it's not even a coated minion...... If you are in the Great Qing Kingdom, you are lucky, and you can meet a benevolent monarch like Emperor Taizong, and you can still be an An'an starvation. If you meet a male lord like Taizu, you have to kill to save rations. ”

Yes! It's true? Are Tartars really that murderous?

A group of officials and scholars outside Fengyi's gate were stunned by Sun Zhiqi's words - Sun Zhiqi is an envoy of the Tartars, and what he said will not be false!

At this moment, Zu Kefa, who was with Sun Zhiqi, roared angrily again, and said in a blunt Chinese with Liaoyin: "You nuns are lucky, you were not born in Beijing, otherwise you will have to be thrown out of the city to fend for yourself under an order to occupy a house!" ”

"What's the matter with the squatting order?" Ruan Dacheng followed Zu Kefa's words and asked.

"It's to drive all the Han civilians in Beijing out of the city!" Zu Kefa said, "Give the house and belongings to our Eight Banners nobles!" ”

"What? What about the people? "Grand Duke Luo.

"Hehe," Zukefa said triumphantly, touching his beard, "either be a coated minion or ...... I'm starving to death! ”

"This is a loss of conscience!"

"You Tartars are too vicious......"

"How can you harm the people like this?"

"It's so hateful......"

"This is retribution!"

A group of scholars and officials all cursed, but Zu Kefa laughed: "You nerds just don't know!" Since ancient times, who has not slaughtered millions of people from outside the Central Plains? And my Eight Banners nobles are here to be masters, and I can't be a Han slave, so what's the use of me coming in the Qing Dynasty?

Let me tell you, in addition to occupying a house and shaving your hair, I also have six methods in the Qing Dynasty: slaughtering the city, enclosing land, surrendering, and capturing fugitives! If you don't want to be a slave of the Qing Dynasty, and you don't want to die, then hurry up and tell your prince, let him marry the princess of my Qing regent family, and call me a vassal of the Qing Dynasty, cede the north of the Huai River, and pay 30 million stone rice and wheat every year! ”

Ruan Dacheng snorted: "Don't think! I am a scholar of the Ming Dynasty, and I will never bow my head to the Tartars! Money is acceptable, don't you say? ”

Yes?

Qian Qianyi was stunned by Ruan Dacheng's question, the surname Ruan is a eunuch! I am the leader of Donglin, how can I have an opinion with him?

"Reader?" Zu Kefa laughed wildly, "When I take Shandong in the Qing Dynasty, I will dig up the tomb of Confucius Lao'er and cut off the roots of the scholars of the Southern Dynasty!" ”

I really want to pour Confucius's fight!

Qian Qianyi can't help but express his stance now, otherwise his Donglin leader will also expire!

Qian Qianyi roared angrily and said, "I, the Ming scholar, will not let the place where the Holy Ancestor buries his bones fall into the hands of Hu Lu and ugly!" ”

"That's right! Can't let the Tartars get Qufu! ”

"You must swear to the death to protect the saint's hometown!"

"We and other scholars should have the money to contribute, and we should have the strength to contribute! Recruit soldiers, protect the name of the teaching! ”

What the? Still have to pay? How's it going? Is it necessary to impose a strict business tax? Qian Qianyi didn't know why, he actually thought of business taxes, which made him feel that things were a little weird.

He hurriedly turned his head to look, only to see that it was his proud protégé Zheng Sen who was shouting for money, and he was coaxing with a group of Zi Donglin's successors!

At this moment, Qian Qianyi's protégé, Grand Duke Luo, had already taken out a scroll, held it high, and said loudly: "Princes of Jinling, this is "Seeking Capture and Protecting the People" written by Luo. If you agree, please sign the text! ”

"Tongcheng Ruan Dacheng is willing to sign!"

The first to respond was Ruan Dacheng.

Qian Qianyi frowned slightly, he always felt that this Ruan Dacheng should not be involved, and now that he is involved, what should he do?

"Quanzhou Zheng Sen, willing to sign!"

Of course, the matter of money cannot be left without the son of the richest man.

"Zhang Huangyan of Yinxian County, willing to sign!"

"Shangyu Chen Mingyu, signed!"

"Tongzhou Yan Yingyuan, willing to sign!"

"Songjiang Chen Zilong, willing to sign!"

"Songjiang Xia Yunyi, willing to sign!"

"Songjiang Xu Fuyuan......

Jintan Feng Dunhou ...... Signature! ”

"Kunshan Wu Zhen, willing to sign!"

"Wu County Su Jin, willing to attach the tail wing!"

"Shangyuan Wei Rusong ......"

"Fengyang Chen Qian, I am also willing to sign!"

"Qian Qianyi, I am willing to sign the document!"

Of course, there are many people who are willing to sign their names! It's November now, and by the beginning of February next year, Enke will be opened, so these days the talents in the southeast who are interested in the imperial examination have begun to gather in Nanjing, and many of them have come to Yifengmen to see the Tartars, and under the arrangement of the Jinyi Guard and the new army of the Conqueror, they have arrived outside the gate of the urn city, heard with their own ears, and seen with their own eyes, and they know how bad the Tartars are.

If you see and hear it, if you don't come forward, what kind of jinshi will you take the test? Did you pass the exam and go to the Tartar to be a traitor?

Therefore, the old man with the brain knows that they will not sign this document of Grand Duke Luo, and they can go back now...... Because no matter how good the article is, Prince Zhu won't read it, Zhongjinshi is dreaming!

Of course, the documents signed by them will also be brought back to Beijing by Sun Zhiqi and handed over to Dolgon, the regent of the Qing Dynasty...... In this way, even if they are trapped, they will have no way to be traitors in the future!