slapped down, Shunzhi was immediately stunned on the spot, but subconsciously stretched out his hand to cover the sore spot on his face, and his eyes were full of disbelief when he looked at Xiaozhuang. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Over the years, the relationship between the mother and son has been quite unharmonious. Manuscript of Qing History? In the Biography of the Queen's Concubine, the record of the relationship between Xiaozhuang and Shunzhi is only "the ancestor ascended the throne and respected as the queen mother", "gave the queen mother's father Zhaisang and Prince Shuozhong, and the mother of the virtuous concubine", "The queen mother's longevity, thirty poems were made to dedicate", "The queen mother's training, wrote "Inner Rules", and advanced for the preface" This is only four sentences, sixty cold words to deal with errands. And between Xiaozhuang and Kangxi, there are as many as 715 words of description, especially ten times!

There are many reasons for this result, the fear and resentment of Dolgon, the shame of Xiaozhuang's commitment to Dolgon, the resentment of Xiaozhuang's strict discipline, and the dissatisfaction with the two queens before and after - Xiaozhuang's niece and niece's niece, and all this is still in Xiaozhuang's interference with Shunzhi's favor of Concubine Dong E.

It's one thing to have a bad relationship, but Shunzhi has never received such treatment, and when he slaps it, Shunzhi's brain is buzzing.

This is something he never expected, but Shunzhi didn't know that more than 200 years later in history, one of his descendants was slapped by a queen mother who was called Xiaozhuang in the Qing Dynasty and then imprisoned here until the day he died.

"The Emperor's Mother......"

The slap slapped Shunzhi's face, and although Xiaozhuang's hand had been put down, it was still trembling involuntarily. For the son's incompetence, but also for the relationship between mother and son, the relationship finally deteriorated to this point.

"The mourning family really regrets putting you, a fool who is cowardly enough to ignore the inheritance of your ancestors, to the throne."

The battle for the throne at that time was not decided by Dolgon, who held the two white flags, and Hauge, who was backed by two yellow flags and a blue flag, but in the hands of Daishan and Zilharang, who were centrists. Whichever side they fall towards, they will gain an overwhelming advantage, but their own interests must not be tilted in favor of either side, for neither Dorgon nor Hauge will be harmed when they ascend to the throne.

In this way, Daishan and Zilharang squeezed Dolgon down in the name of supporting the descendants of Huang Taiji, and then used Dolgon's power to exclude Hauge, so that there was a chance for other princes.

At this time, the decision fell into the hands of Huang Taiji's queen Borzigit Zhezhe, the status of Concubine Zhuang of Yongfu Palace was too low, and she did not have the right to decide like in the TV series, but Zhezhe finally decided to let Bumu Butai's son ascend the throne, the reason is very simple, Zhezhe has no son, and Bumu Butai is her own niece, it's as simple as that.

At that time, in addition to Hauge, Shunzhi still had four older brothers alive, and among the younger brothers, there were also competitors with higher status of his mother like Bomu Bogol. But in the end, Korqin's Borzigit aunt and nephew chose Shunzhi for their own interests, but what they didn't expect was that with the rise of Chen Wen, the current situation of the Manchu Qing Dynasty was no longer what Shunzhi could cope with today's performance.

"Huang Eniang, are you going to abolish me?"

After the shock, with these words in his ears, Shunzhi's sorrow came from it, and tears flowed out uncontrollably.

"No, the mourners never thought about it." Xiaozhuang sighed, and then said to Shunzhi: "Emperor, you are the only son of the mourning family, and our mother and son are both prosperous and loss-making. But your performance these times is really too uncompetitive, especially this time, do you think that if you say a word to go back to Liaodong, the children of the Eight Banners will really go back with you?! ”

"Why not, I'm the Emperor!"

"Fart! The foundation of the Qing Dynasty is the Eight Banners, and Taizu, Taizong and even Dolgon relied on robbing the land of the Han people, seizing the money and grain of the Han people, and turning the Han people into slaves, so as to drive the Eight Banners to their use, and to sit firmly on the throne of the Great Khan, Emperor and Regent. It's just that you don't fight for the rights of the Eight Banners now, but ask them to give up the wealth and goods in their hands, and follow you back to the bitter cold land to avoid the Ming army, can't you hear that the inner city is already full of dissatisfaction with you? ”

Shunzhi was furious, and Xiaozhuang was also unceremoniously-for-tat. It's not that Shunzhi didn't hear the cries outside, and even if he hid in Yingtai, his ears couldn't be quiet.

"I'm doing it for their good, now even the emperor's uncle is dead, when the Zhejiang bandit army goes north, what will the Eight Banners do to resist?"

Shunzhi's answer, Xiaozhuang can be said to have scoffed, hearing that her son is still defending cowardice, she said bluntly: "Now that the matter is over, don't deceive yourself anymore, you are running away now." Escape from the Zhejiang bandits, and evade your responsibility as the emperor of the Qing Dynasty to the Eight Banners. You said that you are thinking about them, then you can go out and try it now and see how many people will go back to Liaodong with you. Don't forget, your throne was publicly elected by the nobles of the Eight Banners, and now you can't satisfy them, they can also depose you! ”

The formation time of this ethnic group in Manchuria was too short, and from the beginning, it was only the Aixin Jueluo family of Jianzhou Zuowei who conquered by force and completed the integration of the various ethnic groups of Nuer Gandusi who were bound by the Ming Dynasty.

If the Jurchen Eight Tribes, the Four Haixi Tribes, and the East China Sea Division, as well as the Mongol, Hurkha, and Solon ethnic groups, merged to form the Eight Banners of Manchuria, then force was the means to bring them together, then profit was the key to ensuring that this new ethnic group would not fall apart.

Whether it is the "Seven Hatreds" to raise troops against the Ming Dynasty, or the "grabbing of the west", or even the enclosure, surrender, and massacre of the city after entering the customs, or even a series of major cases in the early Qing Dynasty, there are many economic factors.

"I, I......"

The current situation was very unfavorable for the Manchus, but retreating from Liaodong would not solve the problem. Even if the Eight Banners all agree and really go back, and they can be united in that bitter cold place, but now they don't even have 40,000 dings, including the disabled soldiers who fought in previous battles, when the time comes, there will be no money and food to support the Mongolian and Han army's eight banners, and in the face of the revenge and anger of the Han dynasty of tens of millions of dings, can a mountain customs really be able to resist it?

"Emperor, there is no way out for our Eight Banners, we have killed so many Han people, instead of going back to Liaodong to survive, it is better to take advantage of the fact that there is still half of the country now, and then make a desperate fight."

Shunzhi sat down on the dragon chair dejectedly, covered his face with his hands and buried his head under the imperial case, and let out a soft sobbing sound.

It wasn't that he didn't understand this, but Zilharan's death shocked him too much. When Zheng Chenggong was in the Northern Expedition to Nanjing, he had the idea of escaping back to Liaodong, and now Zheng Chenggong has retreated, but the more powerful Chen Wen has stood up, and the desire to escape is inevitable.

Xiaozhuang's words of questioning pushed Shunzhi into the corner, and he knew very well that his cowardice was on the verge of the limit of Eight Banners' patience. Just as Xiaozhuang said, the compromise of the Eight Banners back then could push him out to the throne, once the Eight Banners' patience with him reached the limit, then it would be normal to abolish him as the emperor, or even directly kill him, just like when the four major Baylors joined forces to force the death of Nurhachi's concubine and Abahai, the mother of the three Dolgon brothers!

In the main hall, the mother and son stood and sat on the other, and after a long silence, Shunzhi raised his head again, and said to Xiaozhuang in a hoarse voice: "Huang Eniang, my son understands, it's my son's mistake." Please rest assured, her son swears to live and die with the Eight Banners, and never mention the word Liaodong again! ”

Xiaozhuang's persuasion achieved its goal, and the mother and son seemed to be closer, and after chatting for a while, the two left Yingtai and returned to the palace to express their stance to the Eight Banners magnates, with the heart of the Eight Banners.

It's just that out of the main hall, Shunzhi stopped, looked back for a moment, and then said to Wu Liangfu, the great eunuch beside him: "I demolished this hall, and all the things were pulled out of the city and burned, I don't want to see these things again!" ”

………………

After the turmoil of retreating to Liaodong started, with Shunzhi under the edict of guilt and public statement that he would never return to Shanhaiguan half a step in this life, the fathers and sons of the Eight Banners in the inner city also expressed their support for Shunzhi after the magnates confirmed the correctness from Xiaozhuang, and the determination to stand under the banner of Shunzhi and fight to the death against the Qing forces, including Chen Wen.

However, the change of attitude is only a return to the original point when the death of Zilharang was confirmed, and the actual problem still exists, and as time goes by, the problem will be further expanded until the day of Chen Wen's Northern Expedition.

It had been delayed for a day, and that night, Shunzhi once again gathered the magnates of the Eight Banners to the Qianqing Palace. Compared with the last time, the magnates were all apprehensive, and it was not until they were sure that Shunzhi did not blame them that they calmed down a little.

The topic is the same as the last time, what to do next, a very broad topic, but it is imminent, because there is not much time left for them, if there is no big fork in the south, Chen Wen will start the Northern Expedition within a year or two, and it is very likely that it will not even be two years. In this way, the direction of future administration can be determined one day earlier, and the chances of victory will be greater.

"You are all the backbone of our Eight Banners, and you have also seen the current situation, the treasury and the Ministry of Internal Affairs still have some foundations, but they are already unable to make ends meet financially. And once the south is lost, the grain will be cut off. Now we must find a way, otherwise when the Zhejiang bandits go north, the Eight Banners Army will not be able to go hungry, even if it is the Mongol, Han and Green Battalion soldiers, they will have to pay money. ”

It has been 12 years since the Manchu Qing Dynasty entered the customs, and the war in the north has long been dilapidated. However, at the beginning of entering the customs, the 70 million taels of silver tortured by the Dashun army, Li Zicheng was defeated and embarrassed, and it was impossible to escape back to Shaanxi with more than 81,000 tons of silver, and some of them must have fallen into the hands of the Manchu Qing Dynasty. Later, Kangxi also specifically said that Li Zicheng threw all the silver into the Yellow River after transporting it to Shaanxi, which was quite a bit of a taste of three hundred taels of silver here.

This is a large amount of income, but after the army went south, the looted money and grain basically fell into the hands of the magnates and the Eight Banners Army participating in the war, at the beginning Duoduo also issued some restrictions on Yangzhou and Nanjing, and then naturally it was not controllable, but those imperial supplies were handed over, or the following would have been turned upside down.

After these years, tax increases are inevitable, even if the taxes are raised, the fiscal is still in deficit, if it were not for the fact that the foundation is really thick enough, and the officials in the south are ordered to expropriate and extort money, the finances of our Qing Dynasty would have collapsed long ago.

"Thanks to Prince Zheng's foresight, Ma Guozhu's minion also transported a large amount of money and grain back to the capital along the canal while handling the Tonghai case, we can hold out for a while, but it is very limited. If there is no new income, when the Zhejiang bandits go north, we may really be hungry. ”

South of the Yangtze River, aside from the "land of abundance" in Sichuan, which had a tax revenue of several thousand taels and an expenditure of dozens of times, all that remained of the Manchu Qing was a few prefectures in northern Huguang, Fujian, and Huizhou and Shaozhou, which were still in the hands of Shang Kexi. Even the latter two have long ceased to pay taxes to the capital, and the northern part of Huguang is a big financial hole, and Jiangnan can basically be described as a loss for the Manchu Qing Dynasty.

North of the Yangtze River, the Liukou has been raging for more than ten years, plus the Qing army's repeated breaches and slaughter after entering the customs, Shaanxi, Shanxi and Henan are all unable to make ends meet, and Zhili is the location of the Eight Banners Army Enclosure, only Shandong is a little better, at least the Liukou have not been too frequent to patronize. As for Huaidi, hehe.

"Your Majesty, the slave thinks that if it doesn't work, increase the tax. When Taizu was alive, we had the days of killing rich families and poor ghosts in Liaodong, and the Han people in the pass could always scrape out some oil and water. ”

Jidu doesn't know anything about finance, and when he runs out of money, he raises taxes, but he still knows this truth. However, the magnates with administrative experience here all expressed their opposition, now it is not the same as it was at the beginning, Guannai is not Liaodong, and the Qing court has not only failed to restore the people's livelihood in the examination of Tuntian in recent years, but more and more displaced people. If the tax is raised, it is estimated that without Chen Wen calling, it will already be full of flames.

"The Han people are not afraid, but the problem is that the strength of our Qing Dynasty has declined too fast, and it can't be suppressed without soldiers."

The biggest problem is the shortage of soldiers and money. However, there are so many people in the Manchurian ethnic group, and Dingkou is really limited, even the Eight Banners of the Mongolian Army and the Eight Banners of the Han Army have lost too many soldiers in recent years.

"The slave thought that if he really couldn't do it, he would send someone back to Liaodong and catch fish skin tartars to replenish Dingkou."

"That's a good idea."

"Sony is reasonable, we have been catching it since Taizu and Taizong, and the fishskin tartars are fierce and dare to fight, and they are indeed excellent troop supplements."

I finally had a good idea, but who to send is still a question. After all, the fish skin tartar is not a fat pig, a fat sheep, the whip will follow, over the years to catch the fish skin tartar is to pay a certain number of casualties, but the Manchu Qing Dynasty's weapons and equipment are far better than those pure savages who wear salmon skin, the exchange is still a big profit, but now in this year, the flower world in the customs is still there, who is willing to go back to Liaodong to adventure.

"The minion thinks that it should be no problem to let the armored man of Ningguta arrest him."

In the Qing Dynasty, the corruption of the Eight Banners Army was extremely fast, but there was an exception, that is, the various units that were still stationed in Liaodong, and in that environment, their combat effectiveness declined very slowly. It was indeed a good idea for the armored people to catch fishskin tartars, but just by catching the fishskin tartars that were not very numerous, could they catch up with Chen Wen's army expansion speed?

"In the final analysis, it is still necessary to let more Mongolians and Han people carry their flags and become banner people, and they can replenish the troops faster by supplementing the various Niulu. In the current situation, I'm afraid that not many people are willing. ”

Carrying the flag in the Qing Dynasty is an extremely glorious thing, after all, the servants of the Emperor of the Qing Dynasty are much more noble than any ministers, micro ministers and the like. But now, even the Manchurian magnates do not shy away from saying that the situation is bad, and everyone is speechless.

"Otherwise, transfer Wu Sangui to Huaibei and let him be in front first, so that we can ease up."

"No, absolutely not, if you do this, that guy has to rebel."

"He dares!"

"What does he dare not do, do you think Li Guohan can control him?"

“……”

In this way, the magnates fought for a night in the Qianqing Palace to increase the number of soldiers and financial revenues, and they were unable to come up with a few practical solutions to the problem until it was almost dawn.

After arguing all night, the magnates were also tired, so they had to disperse for the time being. Shunzhi didn't go back to sleep, stayed in the guannei, the urgency of the situation made him unable to sleep at all, but after sitting all night, he was already sore, so he had to go out and take a breath of fresh air.

Walking and walking, Shunzhi had an idea, he wanted to go to the Hanlin Academy, which was a place to store talents, and Ma Jia Tuhai, whom he valued very much, had worked there, but now he died in Lishui.

I got on the sedan chair and came to the Hanlin Temple after a while. It was already dawn, and he didn't go to court, but the Hanlin courtyard seemed deserted, even more deserted than the last time he came.

These days, some officials have reported Ding Wei, and Shunzhi's disgust for these officials whose parents are very good at picking the time is even deeper than those who directly hang the seal.

The more he thought about this, the more upset he became, Shunzhi suddenly began to regret the idea of having to go through this experience, but just as he was about to leave, he saw a familiar figure still working step by step, just like when he first saw this civil official.

"Minister, Zhu Zhixi, a scholar at the Hanlin Academy, knock to see His Majesty the Emperor, long live, long live, long live."

Zhu Zhixi was polite, and Shunzhi asked him to get up and reply. After the greetings, Shunzhi asked, "I remember that you are a native of Jinhua, Zhejiang?" ”

"Exactly."

"Many southern officials are worried, why don't you leave?"

Hearing this, Zhu Zhixi fell to the ground with his head bowed, and replied solemnly to Shunzhi: "Back to Your Majesty, my father has already passed away, and I have already been worried, and my mother is still here, so there is no reason to worry." Moreover, the minister is a protégé of the Son of Heaven, as long as His Majesty still uses the minister one day, the minister should serve the Qing Dynasty, do his best, and die. ”

"Good!" Zhu Zhixi's answer swept away the haze of Shunzhi for many days, patted his thigh, and Shunzhi then praised: "What a loyal minister and filial son, what a good one who has done his best to die, it is rare to have a courtier like you, and the days of our monarchs and ministers are still long." ”

After the praise, Shunzhi asked people to get some snacks and chatted with Zhu Zhixi while eating. It wasn't until a long time later that Shunzhi mentioned the embarrassment of the Qing court now, and Zhu Zhixi hesitated for a moment before saying to Shunzhi: "In the humble opinion of the minister, there is a person who may be able to share the worries of His Majesty." ”