Gao Yihuan sent Liang Yizhang away, and asked Gao Yicheng to send some daily things to the five princes, and then get close to Fang Jiayu to see if he can surrender? If you can't descend, you can also recruit a group of Jinyi Guard's talents through him.

Jinyiwei is directly under the emperor and is a famous spy agency of the Ming Dynasty.

This time, the northern capital was restored, and the Ming prince ascended the throne in Nanjing, which was equivalent to falling into the base camp of the southeastern gentry, and the imperial power gradually declined, and the official gentry would definitely not give up such an opportunity to seize power.

Jinyiwei, something that makes civil officials uncomfortable, naturally does not need to exist, and must be excluded or even abolished.

Now that the Chongzhen court has collapsed, it was originally the son of the Southern Ming Dynasty who inherited the inheritance of the Chongzhen court, but this son was a little stubborn, and he didn't want it, so he cheapened the foreigners who had been watching the Central Plains for a long time.

Now Gao Yihuan can collect a little, it is a little, and he can't cheapen Donglu and strengthen Dongyu's strength.

Gao Yihuan waited for everyone to leave, and then returned to the study alone, staring at a map hanging on the wall, thinking about the current situation.

Now the two regimes of Dongyu and Dashun have formed a situation of "snipe and clam fighting" in the north, Zhang Xianzhong's main force has entered Sichuan, He Tengjiao, Yang Wenyue, and Zuo Liangyu took advantage of the opportunity of the Western Army to be busy fighting Sichuan, and successfully recaptured Wuchang, and the entire Jiangdong was not threatened by the outside during this time.

Theoretically speaking, the Nanjing court had enough time to regroup, at least to form a relatively stable situation of confrontation between the north and the south.

In this way, it is not without reason, when the Southern Song Dynasty was established in history, it was much worse than the Southern Ming court, there was nothing, and when you received an official by the river, you were directly appointed, you were the imperial historian, he was the servant of the door, and he reluctantly established the small court, but the Ming Dynasty had a complete set of central institutions in Nanjing, which was equivalent to having a backup control system, which was directly enabled.

In addition, at this time, Jiangnan was economically stable and did not suffer from direct military threats.

Although the war in the north was sparsely sparse, Nanzhi and Zhejiang were not affected by the war, the people were relatively stable, and the economy did not collapse.

There is no direct military threat to the external environment for the time being, and the internal environment is stable and taxed sufficiently.

Such conditions are much superior to those of the Southern Song Dynasty, and the Southern Song Dynasty can last for more than a hundred years, and the conditions of the Southern Ming Dynasty are so good, it should not be bad.

However, in history, the Southern Ming Dynasty only lasted for more than 20 years before it was exterminated by the Qing army.

Could it be that the Eight Banners are powerful? Not necessarily.

The Jin State, which destroyed the Liao State, is no more powerful than the Eight Banners, not to mention that the Southern Song Dynasty is still under the hands of Meng Yuan, who swept the world, and has persisted for more than 50 years.

The Southern Song Dynasty was so unlucky, and when it met such a powerful opponent, it had been held out for more than a hundred years, and the Southern Ming Dynasty was not bad at anything, and Jiangnan had heavy taxes in hand, why was it so unbearable, so that future generations had no eyes to see it?

An important reason for the defeat of the Southern Ming Dynasty in history was infighting, and there was no emperor recognized by everyone, and now that the crown prince has arrived in Nanjing, this problem should have been solved.

Gao Yihuan thought about it, the situation should not be worse than in history, but he can't take it lightly.

Now the case is still booming, giving him a very bad premonition.

However, at present, the affairs of the Southern Ming Dynasty are so that he doesn't have to worry about it as an outsider.

At the moment, what he had to think about was how to deal with the attack of the Dongyu, a place in Henan, but after the Donglu entered the customs, it was quickly occupied.

Thinking of this, Gao Yihuan walked out of the study and shouted to the outside world: "Come here, gather all the generals to come to discuss the matter!" ”

~~~~~~~

Henan Province, north of the Yellow River, in the city of Weihui Mansion.

The sky was drizzling, dripping with rain, lapping against the roofs, and flowing intermittently down the eaves, merging into a small stream of water on the muddy streets, and then blending with the blood flowing from the corpses, like a flowing red silk.

On the street, a few people with blue scalps and pigtails dangling from the back of their heads, carrying knives, were laughing at the chase of more than a dozen people who were running in all directions.

On both sides of the street, there were overturned carts, discarded baskets, and corpses that had been killed.

Many of them were Shun soldiers with blue cloth on their heads, and most of them were ordinary people who had been slaughtered.

A few Tartars forced a group of civilians to the corner of the street, holding bloody swords and smiling across.

"Fight with the Tartars!" In desperation, a soldier of Shun with a blue scarf wrapped in his head stepped forward with a knife.

The men among the people also waved their fists, charging helplessly and desperately.

The sword flashed, and blood and rain fell to the ground drop by drop along the blade, and in a moment, more than a dozen men were all killed, and there were corpses on the ground.

The bare-headed tartar, speaking in his mouth, with a presumptuous lewd smile on his face, approached the woman who was huddled on the corner of the street, trembling, and dragged directly to the corner and raped.

For a time, the city was full of the painful wails of the people, the unwilling roars, and the terrible screams of the women, which corresponded to the laughter and scolding of Yiyu.

These voices converge together, so that any person with a conscience will be like a knife, unbearable to hear, unbearable to see, but the Tartar can laugh wantonly.

More than 270 years later, this land was once again brutally trampled, and another catastrophe befell the land of China.

Looking at the castle from the sky, smoke rises from all directions, like hell.

At this time, the evil in the city continued in the drizzle, which was heart-wrenching.

In the palace in the city, dripping raindrops fell from the eaves, and the sound of dripping rain, accompanied by a terrible scream, echoed in the yamen.

At this time, in the lobby, in the center sat a man full of anger, with a bare scalp and a little blue, a small piece of hair the size of a copper coin and a three-inch-long pigtail on the back of his head, wearing Dongyu's armor, sitting in front of the desk and eating pork.

This is the Manchu Yu prince, the fifteenth son of Nurhachi, the younger brother of Dolgon, the lord of the white flag in Manchuria, and the Aixinjue Luo Duoduo.

This time, he was ordered to attack Henan from the south road, and then marched into Tongguan, entered the pass, and completely exterminated Li Zicheng.

Under his leadership, the Qing soldiers were like bamboos all the way, and all the provinces in the north fled in spite of the wind, but when they entered the Henan region, they were resisted.

A small Weihui Mansion actually dared to resist the attack of the Qing army, allowing him to die one hundred and three soldiers before taking the city, which had already angered Duoduo.

It is good for the Qing army to enter the customs to fight for the world, but how can the dog change its food, and if the military discipline of the Qing army suddenly improves, it is undoubtedly a fool's dream.

Nowadays, the Qing army basically said one thing and did another, and the Manchu Qing Dynasty said that they should not kill or rob property in order to deceive the people, but in fact, the situation was completely different.

The Manchus did not impose any punishment on the Eight Banners for violating the ban, and it was just a nice thing to say.

At this time, Duoduo was cutting the bloody boiled meat with a dagger, stuffing it into his mouth and chewing it, and the sound of "snapping" leather whips and screams of people was in his ears.

After a short time, three men wearing only white underwear and bloody flesh and blood were escorted up and pressed to kneel on the ground.

"Say, where can I cross the river?"

"Tartar, you slaughter the people of the city, I won't let you go as a ghost~"

Duoduo snorted coldly, he killed more Han people, and he didn't care about one more powerful ghost pestering him, "Hmph, the barbarian doesn't know what to do, then you can be a ghost!" ”

Duoduo waved his hand: "Pull it down." ”

The two Tartars immediately stepped forward, pulled the man aside, and slashed directly with their knives in their hands.

Duoduo looked at the remaining two with a sinister smile, "What about you? ”

(End of chapter)