In the city of Jinzhou, there is a bloody smell everywhere, and the lobby has long lost its original majesty, with sawdust plaques and bullet holes everywhere, indicating that this place has experienced a bloody battle.

Everyone in the lobby held their breath, looking at the captives in the center of the hall, and everyone in the world knew about the big traitor Wu Sangui.

Wu Sangui is nearly forty years old, without a trace of old age, this is undoubtedly a beautiful man from the perspective of appearance alone.

Wu Sangui's ancestral hometown is Gaoyou, which is the Jiangnan filled with apricot blossoms and spring rain filled with moisture; He himself grew up in the windy and frosty eastern Liaodong. The water vapor in the south of the Yangtze River and the long wind outside the plug melted into his temperament at the same time, making him both a northern hero and a southern beauty. On the fair face, two hearty eyebrows and a straight nose bridge fully provoked the heroic style of a man. What's even more striking is the calm air between the eyebrows, like a deep pool of still water.

Although he was tied up with five flowers, his waist was straight and his shoulders were not the slightest slump, Hou Xuanyan stared at Wu Sangui, who was also staring at Hou Xuanyan.

"Wu Sangui, when you get to this step today, don't you have anything to say to this king?" Hou Xuanyan asked with a smile.

"There is nothing to say about the success or defeat of the king."

Wu Sangui used to hate Hou Xuanyan deeply, but when he really saw it, he couldn't mention that bitter hatred. The past is like a cloud full of smoke and dust from the past, the hatred of the fall, the hatred of taking concubines, in the face of this cold reality, pale and powerless.

Now all Wu Sangui wants is a quick death.

The corners of his eyes tightened, and he said with a smile: "I opened and closed the Qing soldiers to enter the customs, and it was Li Zicheng who was eradicated, but now what you Hou Xuanyan is doing is to raise the young emperor and try to replace him." Speaking of which, you are the traitor of the Ming Dynasty. ”

Li Haoxian drew his sword out, jumped to the middle, and shouted angrily: "The dog thief is looking for death!" ”

"Wait." Hou Xuanyan stopped him, and said with a smile: "He just wants to provoke me, in exchange for his own death, if you switch for the sake of the Ming Dynasty, then there is still Han Tong in Jiangnan, why did you go to Dolgon's tent to kneel and shave your hair after the fall of Beijing?" ”

Li Haoxian snorted coldly, inserted the sword back into the scabbard, and watched him slowly retreat to his seat with cold eyes.

Wu Sangui was not annoyed when he was exposed, and asked with a smile: "This is Li Haoxian of the Huozi Battalion, surnamed Hou, you are lucky." ”

Hou Xuanyan stood up and said as he walked: "Since the Northern Expedition, you have always been lucky, and you yourself know very well what is in the Jiangnan Imperial Court. These civil officials are intriguing, taking their selfish interests as the sky and the world as their goods, and if it were not for this, a group of Manchurian savages would not have posed the slightest threat to China.

Liaodong may not be without heroes, but they were all killed by them, Liaodong is the place where loyal ministers are buried, and it is also the best stage for you traitors.

Shang Kexi, Kong Youde, Geng Zhongming, and you Wu Sangui are not mediocre people, but it's a pity that you are consumed by selfish desires, and you even forget your ancestors to serve Jiannu.

If you say that I have a bad plan, then I will tell you, I Hou Xuanyan is not called the emperor, and the history books record that he is a minister who helps the world through the ages, and the emperor is still the first emperor to save the world. You people are so far from me..."

Wu Sangui's face was blue and red, his eyelids were silent, what he said was not wrong at all, he was destined to be written into the history books for 10,000 years.

Hou Xuanyan waved his hand, and after the soldiers escorted Wu Sangui down, everyone's eyes on Hou Xuanyan changed.

The words just now obviously meant to be the emperor, and everyone present heard it clearly.

If you want to say that you still miss the Ming Dynasty, it also depends on who is the emperor, if the person in front of you replaces him, who in the army will be dissatisfied.

Hou Xuanyan saw their blazing eyes, coughed lightly and asked, "Where are these Tartars like Dai Shan, Man Dahai and Abatai?" ”

"Daishan's soldiers were defeated and committed suicide, Abatai was shot through the head by a fire gun, and Mandahai was stabbed to death in front of the last general." Li Haoxian's tone was excited, but not because of these, but because he finally saw Hou Xuan's ambition to become the emperor.

None of them are alone, and behind them there is a group of old ministers who also need to find a future for their brothers.

"It's a pity that the Tartars weren't captured alive." Hou Xuanyan has some regrets, but it's okay to be killed, in a few years, these people will die of illness and old age, and that will be really distressing.

Kong Youde also died, he saw that the situation was not good, holding the tablets of Mao Wenlong and Geng Zhongming, and jumped to the fire**. Jiang Xiang, the former commander-in-chief of Datong, also died, and the Qing general Daniel Zhang, who defeated the Wei soldiers in Korea, was captured, and the three righteous sons of Zhang Xianzhong were not killed in battle, this battle was like a pocket, Wu Sangui himself secretly opened the opening, and was blocked by Wang Ye, and none of the Qing soldiers who were harmed could escape. Speaking of which, this Wu Sangui has helped us a lot many times. ”

Now there are orphans and widows in Shenyang, it's time to beat the water dogs.

"The Tartar Empress Dowager Bumu Butai (Xiaozhuang) and Fu Lin are still in Shenyang, but they have no more troops to use. I was afraid that these people would flee, so I asked the reserve army to quickly surround Shenyang, and not even a single mouse could be released these days. ”

In the Ming Dynasty, the land of Liaodong was under the jurisdiction of Shandong, and Hou Xuanyan intended to build a province here, because it was too big and there were many rebellions.

Songjin has not yet reached the heart of Jiannu, and there is still a large area of land in the north, which has been occupied by them for decades. This was called Manchuria, and probably encompassed most of present-day Northeast China.

These places have a common feature, that is, there are no big cities and towns, and there are no Xiongguan passes, so it is conceivable that it is not difficult to level these places.

Hou Xuanyan gave an order, and the 140,000 reserve army surrounded Shenyang, while the Northern Expeditionary Army, which had just experienced the bloody battle of Jinzhou, repaired in Songjin.

It was July, the bitter cold in Shenyang was gone, the sun was shining and the temperature was warming, and all aspects were good news for the besieging troops.

There was jubilation in the Northern Expeditionary Army, Yuan Zongdi grabbed his knife and stared at Shenyang City, and said with a smile: "In the past, it was a great merit to catch a Manchurian official, but now it is a great merit to kill their nest, haha, brother, our chance has come." ”

Indeed, there are all the remnants of the Aixin Jueluo family in the city, and they have not divided the royal family since Nurhachi, so that all the royal families are gathered together.

Shenyang was called Shengjing by the Manchurians, and it was originally a big city, but it was reinforced and repaired by Fan Wencheng and others, and now it is also a strong city.

In the palace in the city, the Queen Mother put her arms around Emperor Shunzhi and looked at the eunuchs and palace maids who were terrified.

"E-niang, have we lost?"

"Defeated, all defeated..."

Bumu Butai, whose name is Da Yu'er, has lost his original wisdom on his face, and now the entire Shengjing is immersed in panic, just like Jinling City back then.

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