"No...... No, it won't! ”

In the city of buying and selling, in the small palace of Boktor Khan, Yi Xin shouted, sat up from the kang, his heart palpitations did not stop, his face was pale, and he was sweating.

"Hooray, is it a nightmare?"

Concubine Lan Yehenara, who was pregnant with Liujia, also woke up, and asked while patting Yixin's back to help him calm down.

Of course it's a nightmare, and at this point, it's really heartless to be able to dream again.

Yi Xin's eyes were straight, and the dream was still lingering in his mind.

At the beginning of the dream, he was already dead - for the sake of the Qing Dynasty, for the sake of his ancestors, he fought to the death against ten times and a hundred times stronger enemies in the trading city, which was also heroic. It's not a nightmare, it's about to become a reality. At present, there are as many as 60,000 or 70,000 Ming troops that have opened to the south of the city, and it is still a new army of Yishui, and the two sides have fought several outpost battles, and the results are all overwhelming victories for the Ming army! Now that most of the Russian troops in the city are about to be withdrawn, it is of course only a matter of time before the city is broken.

And what really made him sweat was what happened to Concubine Lan's mother and son in the future. In the dream, his favorite concubine Lan was taken to Irkutsk by Muravyov and placed in a richly decorated manor, where she was fed and fed, and was well served. There, Concubine Lan gave birth to a son for him, whose eyebrows, eyes, mouth and nose were exactly the same as him, extremely cute. And Muravyov also took care of Concubine Lan's mother and son, and wrote a letter to the Tsar, asking the Tsar to canonize the son of Concubine Lan as a Russian marquis. If the dream ends here, it will be a sweet dream.

But the subsequent dream made Yixin's heart palpitate, just when Concubine Lan's mother and son were living happily in Irkutsk. The evil Ming imperialism invaded Russian Eastern Siberia again, and Muravyov commanded his army to fight the Ming army in a decisive battle on the shores of Lake Baikal. It's a pity that they were outnumbered and died on the battlefield. And the good days of Concubine Lan's mother and son have also come to an end. Follow the fleeing Russians all the way to the west. On the way, he encountered robbers and robbers. All the belongings carried by Concubine Lan were robbed, and she was also raped! What's even more terrifying is that all the letters written by Muravyov, who proved the identity of Concubine Lan's mother and son, were also lost. As a result, he was treated as an ordinary child of the Eight Banners by local Russian officials in Western Siberia and assigned to a noble manor as a serf!

But the nightmare is not over yet, in order to let her son have a full meal, Concubine Lan has to go to bed with an old and ugly old Russian butler every night! But even this life was unstable, and a female slave trader took a fancy to Concubine Lan's beauty, bought her for dozens of gold rubles, and sent her to Petersburg to sell into a brothel. The son of himself and Concubine Lan has been staying in Western Siberia as a serf, working in the field before the age of 10, and there is no opportunity to study, after the abolition of serfdom, he worked for a long time for the Russian landlord's family, and died of illness at the age of 40, did not get married, and lived all his life lonely and poor. And when the child died, Concubine Lan, who was almost 60 years old, had already been old and decrepit and was kicked out of the brothel. Begging for food in the slums of Petersburg......

Seeing the fate of his wife and children, Yixin couldn't help but cry loudly. Then I woke up.

I gasped for breath. Yixin held Concubine Lan in her arms and muttered in a low voice: "I'm not at ease, I'm really not worried about your mother and son......"

But what if you don't feel at ease? Abandon the thirty or forty thousand Eight Banner soldiers in the trading city and go to Irkutsk and Petersburg with Concubine Lan? Even if Yixin doesn't want his ancestors and doesn't want the Qing Dynasty, the Russians won't agree! Although he, the Great Khan, said that he didn't say anything, but he was the backbone of the tens of thousands of Eight Banner soldiers in the city, if he ran away, who would have the heart to fight the people below?

This truth, Yehnara. How could Lan'er not see through it? She snuggled in Yi Xin's arms and comforted softly: "Your Majesty, don't think so much, this trading city is a rare strong city in the world, it took more than a year to mobilize 200,000 soldiers and civilians to build it, even if there are millions of Mingkou, don't think about breaking it!" The concubine is waiting for the emperor's good news in Irkutsk! ”

Yi Xin shook her head weakly: "I can't hold it...... Guangzhou did not hold it, Jingzhou did not hold it, Beijing did not hold it, and Liansheng Kyoto did not hold it. How strong is this buying and selling city? Can it be compared to the city of Beijing? The Russians put our flag men here in order to reduce their own casualties and to delay for a little longer. They are fighting with the Turkish Empire in the west, and Britain and France will be involved! After all, the center of gravity of their Russians is in the west, as long as the west can win a big victory, it doesn't matter if they lose a little to the Ming in the east, so ......"

He was silent for a long time: "So you better go to Europe, don't stay in Irkutsk, it's not safe there." Let's go to Petersburg, I let Lao Qi accompany you, I still have hundreds of thousands of taels of money, you can take them all with you...... Save a little flowers, you should be able to make your mother and son worry about food and clothing for a lifetime. ”

Of course, Yixin didn't know the gender of the child in Concubine Ludaolan's belly, but he wanted a child too much, so he kept saying "mother and son".

"Your Majesty, you have to cheer up, the future of my Qing Dynasty is ......"

"There is no future for the Qing Dynasty! There is no future for the flag people......" Yi Xin smiled bitterly. "But the Aixin Jueluo family still has a future!"

He sighed and looked at Concubine Lan's bulging belly: "What I am doing now is not for the revival of the Qing Dynasty, nor for the sake of hundreds of thousands of banner women, women and children, I can't manage so much, what I can manage is the Aixin Jueluo family, the child in your belly." Concubine Lan, you must not disappoint me, you must give me a son! ”

Concubine Lan touched her belly and nodded heavily: "Your Majesty, it must be a son!" The future of the Qing Dynasty ......"

Yi Xin frowned, looked at Concubine Lan seriously for a while, and shook her head: "Lan'er, there is no Qing Dynasty anymore!" I don't want my son to restore the Qing Dynasty for any more and put his whole life into it. Do you know the truth? ”

Concubine Lan nodded: "The concubine knows what to do......"

What a heartfelt statement! Yehenara. Lan'er secretly swore in her heart that even if she gave birth to a daughter, she would let her go into trouble and rebel against the future, if it was a son, then she would have to work with Zhu Yi for the rest of her life. I don't want to restore the Qing Dynasty, but I just can't make the reverse Ming better, absolutely not!

……

At this moment, in a small mansion in the trading city, Yixin's teacher Zhuo Bingtian was sitting in the courtyard, basking in the sun, nodding kindly to the children and grandchildren who came to say goodbye.

Although Yi Xin also ordered him to withdraw from the trading city of 10 million Irkutsk, he still resolutely stayed and lived and died with Yi Xin, his current health is not good, even if he does not die in the rebellion, he will not live for a few more days, and he can still get the reputation of a loyal minister if he dies in the trading city, why not?

But his children and grandchildren can't die, they are still young and have a great future. A little boy wearing a robe and a horse coat with braids walked up to Zhuo Bingtian, gave a salute, and called his grandfather, who was his precious grandson Zhuo Jingren.

"Jingren, kowtow to Grandpa Great, you have to listen to Grandpa Great's words in the future, do you know the truth?" Zhuo Bingtian pointed to an old man in a dirty red robe beside him and said with a smile. This red-robed old man is Zeng Guofan, who has been detained by Yixin until now.

"I've seen great-grandpa." Zhuo Jingren obediently gave Zeng Guofan another salute, which made the latter laugh: "Jing Weng, this grandson of yours, follow me in the future, I see that he is talented and polite, and his future is not below you and me." ”

Zhuo Bingtian waved his hand and said seriously: "Disheng, Jingren, this kid can do anything in the future, just don't be an official!" He smiled bitterly and said lightly: "I have already taught him all the skills of my ancestors, and I may be able to return to my old business in the future, and it is not bad to open a sauce garden." ”

It turned out that the Zhuo family was born in a sauce garden, and there was a "Guangyi" sauce garden in Chengdu, but it was already weakened in Zhuo Bingtian's generation. How can this sauce garden be an official and make money quickly?

Zeng Guofan nodded, did not say that the sauce garden was not good, but changed the topic and said, "Jing Weng, what about the others?" Really want to let the Russians settle? ”

Zhuo Bingtian said: "Zhu'er and I are staying in the trading city together, and they are worthy of the emperor, and the other sons are not successful, so let them go to Russia to stay." He looked at Zeng Guofan, "Disheng, you can only go to Russia to be a 'Su Wu' for the time being." You are different from us, behind you is the Ming Dynasty, although you are the enemy of the Russians, but it is a great power, and when the war is over, there will always be a day to get out of trouble, and then it will be the second of Su Wu. (To be continued......)