"Zhuo...... Zhuo Jingyuan, you said Bohai Gong, he ...... He's going to rebel? ”

Seeing that winter is going to spring, the snow in the Mongolian steppe is beginning to melt, and the "beauties" selected from the Khalkha Mongolia and Horqin Mongolian tribes have arrived in Kulen one after another, and Zeng Guofan, who has stayed in Kulen for a winter, is ready to go south to resume his life. At this moment, Zhuo Bingtian, his old acquaintance in Beijing, suddenly asked him to come over to talk about it, and said that there was a confidential matter to discuss.

"Disheng, I know that you are loyal and righteous, and you have to be a rebel and a thief...... Now that Zhu is going against the grain, the people of the Southern Dynasties are struggling to make a living, and the world is about to be in chaos, and I hope that the Qing Dynasty will recover, why don't you hurry up and abandon the darkness and turn to the light? ”

Zhuo Bingtian said to Zeng Guofan in a deep voice. He is different from Zeng Guofan, he has always followed Yi Xin's side, and he has no disgraceful record of being a second minister, so here he seriously persuades Zeng Guofan to return to the side of the Qing Dynasty.

"O Jing Weng! You, you, you...... Are you kidding Zeng? If you say it well, you want to withdraw your own feudal domain, why do you want to rebel......"

As soon as Zeng Guofan heard this, Mr. dropped a tea bowl, and then jumped up suddenly, raised his arm and pointed at Zhuo Bingtian and said angrily, "Yixin is crazy, he must be crazy, Jing Weng, Yixin is young and ignorant, and he doesn't know that the Ming Army is powerful, you have to persuade him to turn back, this is the opposite, but it can't be done!" ”

"What a rebellion! The Qing Dynasty is the right thing in the world! Zhuo Bingtian said in a deep voice, with an unhappy expression on his face. He will not admit that Daming is the right man in the world, as for Yixin to be a vassal to Daming and be named the Duke of Bohai or something. It's just that the Qing Dynasty can bend and stretch. In exchange for time to recuperate. It's just a comeback. As for asking for the withdrawal of the feudal domain or something, it was simply a trick to deceive Zhu Jishi, but I didn't expect this great tomorrow to really be fooled, it's really stupid!

"Stupid! Stupid! "Rao is a great Confucian like Zeng Guofan, and now he can't hold his breath, and he is pacing back and forth in the room." Yi Xin thought that he could recover the Qing Dynasty with his little soldiers? It's a fool's dream, it's a dream...... Jingyuan, do you know the way? Now Daming alone in the northeast alone has 500,000 or 600,000 combatants, all of whom are foreign guns and cannons! ”

"How is that possible? Not to mention how to raise five or six hundred thousand soldiers, even 500,000 foreign guns are impossible, where can Zhu Jishi get so many foreign guns? Zhuo Bingtian said disdainfully, "Disheng, you are exaggerating." ”

"Exaggeration? Do you think that the Great Tomorrow is as confused as Emperor Daoguang, and it costs twenty or thirty oceans to buy a foreign gun? People encourage the private sector to run their own factories, and there are dozens of gun factories in Foshan alone, each with an annual output of tens of thousands of foreign guns, and the price of each brown bass gun is only 5 yuan! 500,000 foreign guns are only 2.5 million. Why can't Emperor Zhu take it out? ”

In fact, the front-loading smoothbore gun is a workshop-made thing, and the British brown bass is an old gun from 1720. It's 130 years old, how advanced can it be? Even the Bese Mai rifle is not much difficult, and those small factories in Foshan can make it. What is difficult to get is the breech firing pin gun, even the pass rate of finished products in Lan Fangxing's big factory is not high. Either the airtightness is not good, or the firing pin is unqualified - or the service life is not long.

"That's not afraid." Zhuo Bingtian said with a smile, "Even if there are 500,000 foreign spearmen, I am not afraid, the Mobei grassland has never been the world of infantry, and tens of thousands of elite cavalry in my Qing Dynasty is enough to maneuver." ”

Yixin did not relax the army after retreating to Mobei, and according to the topographical characteristics of Mobei Mongolia, the original infantry-based Eight Banners New Army was changed to cavalry-based, and some old or under-aged soldiers were also eliminated, maintaining a standing army of 50,000 people, including about 20,000 infantry and artillery, and as many as 30,000 cavalry horses, which can be regarded as the most powerful cavalry force in the Mobei grassland.

"Circling?" Zeng Guofan sneered, "Probably preparing to go to Siberia, right?"

"Even if you go to Siberia, it's better than going to Yingtian!" Zhuo Bingtian looked at Zeng Guofan seriously, "Disheng, do you really believe that Zhu Jishi will treat the emperor well?" ”

Zeng Guofan was stunned, thought about it carefully, and seemed to make sense, frowning and said: "Are hundreds of thousands of bannermen going to Siberia?" ”

Zhuo Bingtian smiled bitterly: "Let's be honest with you, if God has not abandoned the Qing Dynasty, now is the opportunity for the Qing Dynasty to recover." If the Mandate of Heaven is really not on the side of the Qing Dynasty, you and I are ready to bury the bones of Russia. ”

This is the truth, the Qing Dynasty has reached this point, and it is really difficult to recover, not so much an ideal as a dream. Even Yi Xin and Zhuo Bingtian knew that it was unlikely that the Dao would be realized. But it's still too dangerous to be a prince in the past - the days of the king of the dead country have always been very sad, who knows when Lu Dao gave the poisoned wine Bai Ling to take his life? Yi Xin and Zhuo Bingtian are both familiar with history books, so they can't make such mistakes.

"Why do you still have me!" Zeng Guofan hurriedly said, "Jing Weng, I came to Mongolia with good intentions to save the sixth elder brother and hundreds of thousands of banner people, you can't harm me like this......"

Zhuo Bingtian squinted at Zeng Guofan with some disdain, "Disheng, what if the emperor is killed by Zhu Yi with a cup of poisoned wine?" ”

He didn't say the latter words, that is, "You Zeng Guofan have eliminated a big trouble for Zhu Wei, how can you have a future as a county prince, right?" ”

"Disheng, would you like to write to Zeng Yuanfu to persuade him to abandon the darkness and turn to the light?"

"Zhuo Jingyuan, do you want my Zeng family to be wiped out?" Zeng Guofan glanced at him. "Has Yi Xin already mobilized elite troops to surround my prison yamen?"

"What's more than the Yamen of the Prison State? The palaces of the four major khans and the Yellow Temple of Jebu Tsundamba have been surrounded, Disheng, you can stay in my mansion with peace of mind. ”

Zeng Guofan let out a sigh and sat firmly on the chair: "Then I'm not afraid...... Yixin's method would not have been able to subdue the four khanates, and without their cooperation, this Mobei Mongolia would not be the land of the Qing Dynasty. Also, trouble Jing Weng to go back and say to Yixin, I was born as a Ming minister, and I am also a ghost when I die, and now I want to die Mingzhi, I want to go on a hunger strike! ”

At this time, sporadic gunshots had already sounded outside, and after a while, they became densely resounded, and the remnants of the Manchu Qing Dynasty in this time and space finally began to fight back!

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At the same time that Yixin was planning to launch the "Kulun Incident", a great drama of ascending the throne and becoming the emperor was being staged in Xining, Qinghai. This time, the protagonist is Yixin's fourth brother, Aixin Jueluo. Yi.

Preparations for Yisu's enthronement ceremony began last spring. Unlike Yi Xin's plan to run away at any time, Yi Xin did not plan to go to Russia as a duke, so before ascending the throne, he ordered someone to build a miniature version of the Forbidden City for himself in Xining City as his imperial palace.

At the same time as the construction of the imperial palace, he also made alliances with the Mongol khans of Qinghai in Qaidam and called himself Tugmo Erbot Khan (Mongol Khan). Subsequently, he sent the monk Grinqin to command the Qinghai Mongol army into Tibet. Tibet originally had the Qing army garrisoned by the Manchu minister in Tibet, Mu Teng'e, although there were only 2,000 (the quota from the beginning of the Qianlong era), but it was still enough to suppress Tibet. Therefore, Seng Lingqin's entry into Tibet did not meet any resistance, and it was basically a peaceful takeover.

Due to the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom's mistake of forcibly implementing the worship of God in some areas of Shaanxi and Gansu, some of the H people left their homeland and fled to Hexi and Qinghai. Its strength has increased greatly, and the number of troops under its command has expanded to nearly 160,000 (including 40,000 each of the Manchurian and Mongolian Eight Banners and 80,000 Hui Eight Banners). In the spring of 1852, a group of arms and military advisers aided by the Russian Empire also arrived in Xining.

On the Xining Palace's Heart Cultivation Palace, Yi Su, who had just accepted the bowing of the ministers, waved a list in his hand, and Da Lu said with a smile: "Okay! Good! Good! Now the Qing Dynasty can be regarded as strong and strong, and there are 160,000 Eight Banners under my command alone! There are still 100,000 elites under Prince Gong! This is not a weak soldier raised in the original Beijing city, but an elite soldier who fought on the grasslands of Mobei and Qinghai, and the teaching of Russian advisers, I don't believe that I can't beat the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, and I can't beat Zhu Ming! (To be continued......)