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Compared with the Guannai, this out of Shanhaiguan, the cold wind in the Kanto region, like a knife, constantly scrapes people's faces, even if they are wearing a thick sheepskin mattress, but the wind is still like a knife, blowing so much that people want to stuff the whole person into the mattress.

"Damn, no wonder so many people died back then, and they had to enter the customs ......"

Again, the bearskin fur was wrapped tightly, and Su Changshou, who was sitting in the carriage, only wished that he could stuff another stove into this carriage, and the sky outside the gate was too cold.

Although he grew up in Kanto when he was a child, Su Changshou has long forgotten the cold of Kanto, as the son of Su Ke Saha, he should have naturally enjoyed all the glory and wealth in the capital, but now, such a good day is over, although no one said it, but everyone is doing it.

After beating the Ming thieves and conquering Taiyuan, the capital was in chaos, and every household started to make plans, and when the ordinary bannermen were still waiting for their masters, the Manchu ministers and nobles made their own calculations and began to send their cronies one after another to transport the belongings in Beijing to the outside of the customs. The princes and beylors are like this, and so are the ministers, as for Sukh Sahana, who is naturally no exception, for Suke Saha, who has been in a high position for many years, after the death of Dolgon, he has not lost a lot of money over the years, not to mention anything else, just from Zheng Zhilong's body, he knocked away no less than millions of taels of silver before and after.

Although as the Minister of Parliament, it was originally logical that Sukh Saha should not have moved his belongings to his old house outside the customs and to Shengjing when the situation was unfavorable, as he did. But it is precisely because he is the Minister of Parliament that he knows some secret affairs of the DPRK and China, and knows that the current situation is extremely bad for the Qing Dynasty. Selfishly, he naturally thought about his own future.

A month ago, Sukh Saha first transferred his son, who was a guard, back to Beijing, and then secretly ordered him to return to Beijing, and then take out the silver cellar and the silver buried in the ground, as well as the antiques, calligraphy and paintings collected over the years, and load them to Shengjing's hometown.

Whether this situation is developing in a favorable direction for the Qing Dynasty or in an unfavorable direction, Sukh Saha does not know, but it is always more stable to transport these hard-won belongings to Shengjing, after all, if the army is defeated, who knows how many things can be brought back when the time comes?

If he didn't take anything away, then even if he returned to Shengjing, he might have to live a bitter life, that kind of life was naturally not what Su Ke Saha was willing to live, so as the eldest young master of Su Da, even if he couldn't stand the cold outside the gate, Su Changshou had to take hundreds of cloth slaves, escorted Su Ke Saha's belongings accumulated for more than ten years, and rushed to the direction of Shengjing in the wind and snow.

Along the way, for Su Changshou, who was used to having a good life, it was naturally tantamount to torture, although he couldn't stand the cold outside the car, he still picked up the curtains and shouted outside the car.

"Sixth, how many days are there to Shengjing? Where is the next place to stop? Master, I'm about to freeze to death. ”

Listening to the master's words, He Lao Liu pulled the reins and returned to the front of the car, and then leaned towards the carriage and said.

"Young master, we are now seven days away from Shengjing, and in three hours, we will arrive at the post station, and then the master can rest there and warm up."

He Lao Liu's tone was extremely respectful, but the unwilling look in those eyes flashed. He was originally a good citizen of Beizhili, but after the Qing army entered the customs, he was enclosed as a cloth slave because of the enclosure, if it wasn't for the drag of his family, I am afraid he would have fled long ago.

"Sixth, I know that your kid's mind is not in our Su family, okay, if the south really gains power this time, your kid won't be used in this bitter cold place at that time, but having said that, since I am still your master now, you have to accompany you wholeheartedly and get this errand done."

Although he is a son, he lives a life of brocade clothes and jade food, but as a royal guard, he didn't see the different color that flashed in He Laoliu's eyes, in fact, he has already seen through many things, he was originally in Beijing with brocade clothes and jade food, and he is about to come to this level in a blink of an eye, although it is tantamount to a blow, in the same way, he who is familiar with history books also knows that this is a normal thing.

"Young master, look at what you said, why do I think so?"

Saying this, He Laoliu's eyes couldn't help but look in the direction of Guannei, if it weren't for the Su family's coating, he would never have come to Guanwai, this day is finally coming to an end, but the Northern Expedition of the Ming Dynasty has been successful, and he is naturally no longer the cloth slave of this banner person.

When the time comes, he will naturally be the sixth child of the He family, and he will no longer be the coat of the Su family!

"Come on, don't talk about you!"

Su Changshou, who was too lazy to talk to He Lao Liu about this, said again when he put down the curtain.

"Sixth, you are sharp-eyed, this is not very peaceful."

"Don't worry, master, I naturally know."

He Lao Liu replied, and then pointed to the convoy in front of the convoy and continued.

"Master, you see, we are not the only ones who come to Liaodong, there are at least five or six families in front of us, and there must be eight hundred cars if not a thousand."

Now the official road from Shanhaiguan to Shengjing is full of traffic every day, and these carriages and horses are the carriages and horses of Beile, the prince of Beijing, and they are naturally in a hurry to transport their belongings out like the Su family.

"Those are all from Kyori, right?"

Lifting the curtain again, he glanced into the distance, although he couldn't see other carriages, Su Changshou could also guess their identities.

"Back to the young master, not only the prince Baylor's, but also a lot of other people's convoys, such as the Fan family of the Internal Affairs Office and the Wang family, they have all encountered along the way."

He Lao Liu said truthfully.

"Oh, it seems that it is not only the master who is going to run, but even the minions are running with him."

As he spoke, Su Changshou muttered in a mocking tone.

"The Great Qing Kingdom has come to this point, and I still point to a fart, if I am the emperor, I will take advantage of the time when I can still go at this time, and hurry out of the customs to save trouble, Hu Ren has no national fortune for a hundred years!"

This sentence "Hu people have no national fortune for a hundred years", if it is replaced by Han people, even if they don't destroy the door, they will have to cut off their heads, but now when Su Changshou says this, it seems that there is no big deal, in fact, the reason why he can say this sentence is also because he has never doubted this sentence at all, maybe he is also one of the few people among the Manchurians who can see all this clearly.

The master is on the run, and the minions are also on the run, although there seem to be hundreds of thousands of male soldiers in the Great Qing Kingdom over there, hundreds of thousands of troops in the southwest, more than 100,000 troops in the northwest, and 200,000 elite soldiers of the Eight Banners in Zhili, but everyone knows that the Great Qing Kingdom has been declining, not to mention that the southwest side is no longer listening to the exchange, that is, they are obeying the exchange, and how can the use of the southwest save the urgency of Zhili.

Everyone is planning for themselves, and this road to Shengjing, even the convoy that still keeps coming and going in the wind and snow, is the proof of people's respective intentions. Of course, these carriages were not loaded with anything like grain, but boxes and carts of gold and silver treasures, and most of these Manchu princes and beylors, their fathers or themselves, had personally participated in the massacre of the city when they entered the customs, and in the massacre, I don't know how much silver was looted from the Han people, which also made them accumulate a lot of wealth. In addition, in the past, they did not know how much money they had obtained by asking for bribes and other means, but now that the situation has changed, they have all transported the money back to the so-called "Manchurian hometown" for the sake of safety.

"Eniang, this is our hometown?"

However, Nalan Xingde, who was only seven years old, looked at the snow outside the window, he had returned to Shengjing with Eniang and others, and he was quite curious about the grass and trees here, for him as young as he was, he didn't know why he came back here at this moment, for him, it was the same as other children, full of curiosity about this strange environment.

"When we didn't enter the customs, our family was here."

The woman wearing a Manchu palace dress is the fifth daughter of Prince Ying Azig Aixinjue Luo, as a relative of the imperial family, she has a sad face between her eyebrows, compared to her son's curiosity, she is more worried about the country of the Qing Dynasty.

When the Manchurians entered the customs, they abandoned the family business in Liaodong and entered the customs with their families. But now, they are going to come back, but now, ordinary banner people still can't come back, except for the prince Baylor, only the dignitaries can come back, and most of them don't dare to come back by themselves, they are all sent back to their children or families first, and first rebuild this house that has been abandoned for many years, and make some plans for the future.

Now they're back, but what about the ordinary flagmen? How many more have returned? If the situation deteriorates in the future, will those ordinary banner people be able to bring their families back to their hometown in Manchuria? Although they don't know about these militaristic events, women can still guess the answers, but I'm afraid that ordinary Manchus will not have the opportunity to bring their wives and children back to Manchuria at all, after all, when the time comes, it will be different from when they entered the customs, and maybe when the time comes, even if they want to get out of the customs, they don't know how many calamities they will have to go through.

Back then, I sharpened my head and wanted to enter the customs, but who would have thought that it would only be more difficult to leave China

"Could it be that this Great Qing Kingdom really can't enter China?"

The woman's expression was full of worry, and in that courtyard, the laughter of the child could not dispel the sorrow in her heart, in the end, the woman still sighed, and once again instructed the servants in the family to clean up the old house that had not been inhabited for more than ten years, after all, this old house that had been abandoned for many years might become their home at some point, and as for the home in the capital, I am afraid that they will never be able to go back......