Chapter 259: Chongzhen's Eighteenth Year of Manchu Reign (Third Update)

At this time, the city of Beijing was still in chaos, there was no stable public order, and the whole city was full of banner people.

These banner people are not oppressed Han people, because they have hardcore crops, and they can also count on their children to make a fortune by fighting, plus they also have their own clothed slaves, so many banner people no longer engage in agriculture and handicraft production after getting off the horse, and they are only idle in the city all day long, mingling between teahouses and restaurants.

Fortunately, today's teahouses and wine shops and Qinlou Chu Pavilions have become the industries of the banner people, and there is no one who dares not to pay.

Because most of these bannermen are still accustomed to making a living by robbing, they all rely on their own children to follow Duoduo and Azig south to loot more property and maintain the livelihood of the family.

Therefore, the 10,000 iron cavalry brought by Duoduo have all been wiped out, which has to be regarded as a big blow to many banner people in the city.

All of a sudden, the number of widows in countless banner families increased exponentially.

This is secondary, and more importantly, if no more means of subsistence are looted from the south, tens of thousands of banner people will have to face starvation.

For the first time, these Manchurian banner people tasted not only the benefits of war, but also the pain of their families leaving and the embarrassment of being helpless.

The banner owners, that is, the Manchurian military aristocracy, could only allow their banner people to plunder the means of subsistence from the Han people more unscrupulously, and passed on the cost of the defeat of the Qing court war to the Han people in the north, so for a while, the people of the Han people in the north lived in a more difficult situation.

After crossing to the south, the Han people may be more fortunate that although they live in the south and are also rejected by the locals, they are all Han Chinese, and there will be no massacres and looting.

And these people in the north who thought that the Qing Dynasty entered the customs was just a change of dynasty and did not abandon their homeland and went south, or did not know the current situation, and became the lambs preded by the Qing army, can only be described as in the dire situation in life.

Although the Manchurian military aristocracy in Beijing was a little demoralized by the defeat of Duoduo, they were still hoping that Azig would win a great victory, bringing abundant grain and even a population that could be enslaved in the south.

Now there are still many Manchu military aristocrats who think that their own family clothed slaves are not enough, although they do not produce, but occupy production resources, and the Han people in Beizhili are almost robbed by them, and they want more people to be serfs for themselves, and have more wealth, and they can only hope that Azig can also plunder some more people from the south.

Azig had already entered the territory of Shuntianfu at this time, but he was now in a very depressed mood, not knowing how to face the officials of the court and the banner people of the capital after entering the capital, and the scrawny Han people who were only wrapped in rags outside Gyeonggi still aroused the mania in his heart, although they avoided him a hundred steps away.

Although these Han Chinese had become obedient citizens of the Qing court, shaved their hair, and changed their clothes (at most, the commoners were also easily beggars), Azig's revenge continued, he drew his bow and shot a young child who was picking up wild vegetables in the distance.

It seemed that this was the only way to reduce the mania in his heart.

An old child ran crying, picked up the child who was hit by the arrow, Azig wanted to shoot again, Beizi Xihan stopped Azig: "Lord, if I want to sit firmly in the Qing Dynasty, I still have to rely on these Han people, although they are all untouchables, but I also ask the prince to give them a way to live, which is also what the regent means now." ”

"Don't tell this king these great truths!" Azig slapped Bei Zi Xihan's face, bared his teeth and grinned, and the sharp pain in his shoulder made him even more manic: "If it weren't for these Han people, why would this king have been so defeated, this king would have killed them all!" ”

"But, Lord Wang, these people have all become obedient people of my Great Qing Dynasty, does the Lord want to destroy half of the northern country that my Great Qing Dynasty has so hard occupied!"

Beizi Xihan knew that Prince Azig had always been short-tempered, but he did not want Azig to be guilty of torture and killing civilians after the defeat, so he had to continue to persuade him loudly.

"Well, don't worry, this king will only kill one, and he won't slaughter the city, just relieve his anger", Azig said this, and Xihan rode up to the old man: "Why don't you go and thank the prince for not killing!" ”

The old man had to endure the revenge of his grandson's murder, and came to Azig in a hurry, kneeling in front of Azig's horse and kowtowing to thank him.

Azig snorted and hit his horse into the city of Beijing.

Mao Wei, who was also disguised as a civilian and was already a slave of a certain counselor's family, hurriedly put down his hoe and walked over, supporting the old man: "Old man, are you okay?" ”

"It's okay", the old man whimpered and cried: "Our two sons have become the clothed servants of the royal palace of Abatai County, and my family's ten acres of land have also become the land of the royal palace, and we have all shaved our hair, why do they still want to kill my grandson, we just picked some wild vegetables, woo!" ”

"Old man, don't be sad first, I heard your stomach rumbling all the time, I haven't eaten enough, I still have a little fried rice here, you can eat it first", Mao Weizhang took out a handful of fried rice from the blanket behind him and handed it to the old man.

The old man hurriedly grabbed it, devoured it, and choked directly because he ate too quickly.

Mao Wei, a hundred households in Jinyiwei, hurriedly used his bamboo tube to fetch some water from the nearby stream: "You drink some water, the fault of your grandson's death is not picking wild vegetables, but that this world is not good, and now it is the Hu people who are in charge, and we Han people naturally have no way to live, they want to kill us." ”

"Don't they speak of the king's law?" The old man asked.

"The king's law is determined by them!" Mao Weizhang replied with a smile, and the old man hurriedly sighed: "Why haven't these Hu people left, why is this world not as good as it was decades ago!" ”

"Yes, it's not as good as it was a few decades ago, it was still when Wei Gelding was in power, but it was better than now!"

Mao Weizhang said with emotion.

……

At this time, Azig had already arrived in the city of Beijing.

The sound of horses' hooves clapped on the ground rhythmlessly, and Dolgon did not come out to greet him, the royal brother, as the regent, he really couldn't afford to lose this person, so he only sent the college student Ganglin and the military department Shangshu Hong Chengchou to greet Azig.

At this time, there were already many banner people in the teahouses and wine shops in the city, all of whom were talking about the return of the Azig class to the dynasty: "Prince Ying defeated Li Zicheng, occupied Shanxi and Shaanxi, and now he has hit Huguang. ”

Suna, a banner man who loves to talk big, even smoked a big cigarette and said: "My brother is fortunate to be with Prince Ying this time, not with Prince Yu to the south of the Yangtze River, and now I am afraid that I can get a hereditary Zhang Jing at least when I come back this time." ”

(End of chapter)