Li Shuangxi did not stop for a moment, urging the horse to go straight to Shangshu Mansion. The bloodied streets turned red, and blood splattered everywhere the horse's hooves passed. As far as the eye could see, there was not a single person standing, and all I could hear was the cry of a baby coming from nowhere.

"Fei Xue, I'm back," the former Shangshu Mansion had been submerged in a sea of fire, the old butler's body fell on the open threshold, a spear stuck in his back, the head of the spear was no longer visible, and blood came out from under his body and flowed all the way to the street. The courtyard was full of the corpses of the family. Li Shuangxi jumped off his mount and was about to rush into the house, but the sergeants who caught up behind him saw this and quickly jumped off their horses and pulled him back.

"General Li, you can't go in, the house is going to collapse."

"No, I'm going in to find Fei Xue." Li Shuangxi struggled hard, he rushed back all the way, how could he not even see the last side of Concubine Xue.

"General, I can't help it." As the fire grew, the sound of wooden beams breaking kept coming, and finally, the houses collapsed one by one.

"Concubine Xue," Li Shuangxi fell to his knees in front of the Shifu with weak knees, and he screamed his lover's name heartbreakingly. A sudden explosion of thunder sounded in the sky, and the whole world became dark in an instant, maybe this tragic scene, even God couldn't bear to watch it anymore. As the thunder rolls in, the rain pours down, and it is to wash away the sins of this world.

"General, the Qing soldiers went straight to Nanjing, do we still want to continue the pursuit?"

"No need, let Ma Shiying and that dog emperor die." Li Shuangxi stood up and roared angrily, his angry face could no longer distinguish whether it was rain or tears.

The tragic slaughter of the city has turned the prosperous Yangzhou City into a ruined place in one day, and the once beautiful Jiangnan town and the lively fireworks ancient alleys have all become bloody slaughterhouses.

Shi Feixue's whereabouts are unknown, Xia Qin is nowhere to be found, and the girls of Yichun Courtyard are said to have been disbanded before Yangzhou City was besieged. Li Shuangxi couldn't find Shi Kefa's body, there were so many dead people here that you couldn't tell who was who.

At this moment, Li Shuangxi is a little discouraged, coming here in the chaotic world, he finally has a feeling of home, who knows that he has not enjoyed the happiness of it, and it has disappeared like this.

There is nothing more mourning than the death of the heart, what else can a person who has even died of his heart do? He wiped away his tears and ordered the soldiers who followed him to be broken into pieces again, disguised as refugees who escaped from Yangzhou City, and returned to Wuchang to meet Li Guo's troops, and brought two letters at the same time, one to Li Guo and one to He Tengjiao, the governor of Huguang.

After losing Shi Kefa, the Ming Dynasty also lost the last barrier of Yangzhou City. The city of Nanjing was soon captured by Duoze, and Emperor Hongguang fled in a hurry with a group of beautiful concubines. When the civil and military officials of Nanming saw that their masters had run away, they simply surrendered. At this time, Zuo Mengeng also arrived in Nanjing with the team of King Qin, and when he saw the posture of the Qing soldiers, what kind of king was still Qin, he also surrendered directly, and the defenders of the four towns saw that the situation was not good, and they also surrendered one after another. The army of the Ming Dynasty has collapsed at this point, and the general trend has gone.

After the Qing army captured Nanjing, Suzhou, and Hangzhou, Dolgon believed that the overall situation had been decided, so he reaffirmed the order to shave his hair and implemented the Manchu policy of "keeping his head without hair, and leaving his hair without leaving his head".

Since ancient times, the Han people have attached great importance to clothing and clothing. "The Book of Filial Piety" has a saying: "The body is skinny, and the parents who receive it dare not destroy it, and the beginning of filial piety is also." ”

Han Chinese are not allowed to shave their hair when they reach adulthood, and both men and women wear their hair in a bun and coil it on the top of their heads. Now they were asked to shave the hair on the front of their head and braided it into a long braid, which naturally aroused strong opposition and resistance from the Han people, and the result was an even more bloody repression by the Qing government.

At the beginning of the Qing Dynasty, the capital once again regained its prosperity. It's just that the Han people who have their hair cut and have whips all over the street have become cowering and listless one by one as if they have lost their blood.

"I'd rather be a hair-bound ghost than a head shaver!" On the quiet street, a man who looked like a private school teacher suddenly rushed out, and he ran desperately and shouted loudly. Behind him, several Qing soldiers armed with spears were chasing him. Passers-by are running away, this kind of thing happens every day now, and they have all become cold-blooded, and it is not strange to see it.

"Another one who doesn't want to live."

"Under the eaves of people, I have to bow my head."

Some people are sighing, some people are sighing, but no one is willing to reach out to this matter, unless he also does not want to live.

Sure enough, before the man was halfway out of the street, he was caught by the soldiers chasing after him, and naturally he was beaten badly.

In the place where the man was beaten, facing a tavern, a drunken scholar was looking at everything in front of him with his drunken eyes.

The scholar who was beaten rolled on the ground a few times, and suddenly rushed out of the soldier's restraints, and rushed into the tavern at once, and the pursuing Qing soldiers also broke in, and the people in the tavern were suddenly chaotic. A mouthful of blood was spraying on the drunken scholar, and his eyes suddenly widened, and he didn't know if he was frightened or reminded of something.

Looking at the chest of the fleeing gentleman, the tip of a long spear had already come out, and as soon as the tip of the spear was pulled out, his whole body just fell down, lying at the feet of the drunken scholar. The drunken scholar remained motionless until the body of the gentleman was dragged out of the tavern, and he remained as if he had been frozen.

"This kid can't be scared silly."

"Let's see if he's scared."

Xiao Er and the drinkers saw that the Qing soldiers were gone, so they began to 'care' about this scholar who was at the first scene.

"Hey, guest officer, are you alright?" Seeing that the drunken scholar was still motionless, Xiao Er plucked up his courage and stepped forward to ask.

"Bring me another jug of wine." The drunken scholar blinked his eyes vigorously, as if he had just woken up, as if nothing had happened in front of his eyes at all.

"Cut, it turns out that we are the same people with no 'conscience'." The spectators sighed and dispersed, and each returned to his table to continue drinking.

"Singing when you get is resting, and being sentimental and hateful is also leisurely. There is wine today, drunk today, and sorrow tomorrow comes. ”

As soon as he raised his neck and drank a glass of wine, the scholar suddenly read the poem aloud, because the voice was so loud that the whole tavern began to look sideways.