Chapter 116: Cleaning Up the 'Back Garden'
Just as Li Huimu walked into the gate of the ancient ruins, after three years of recuperation, Fang Jianguo (the consul of the HX-3 administrative district) finally ordered to start cleaning up the world.
This year is 1672 (standard timeline), the twenty-sixth year of Yongli, the eleventh year of Kangxi, Aixin Jueluo Xuanye has been in power for three years since he got rid of Guerjia Aobai and regained the power of the imperial court.
It was late at night, but the candles were still lit in the study.
A month earlier, Shang Ke, the king of Pingnan, had invited him to return to Liaodong, but asked his son to continue to defend Guangdong, thus sparking a heated debate in the imperial court about whether to withdraw the feudal domain.
Although in the end, it was decided that "the feudal town has held a heavy army for a long time, and the momentum is large, and it is not in the country's interest", and it was decided to order the "withdrawal of the feudal domain".
But Xuan Ye knew that the vassal kings in various places were calm on the surface, but secretly they were in series, and if they made a slight mistake, the Qing Dynasty, which had just settled down, would fall into turmoil again.
And he deeply knew that this situation was chaotic, and the people and officials from all over the country who were interested in the Han family were afraid that they would not want to expose it, and he had a headache when he thought of this Xuanye, which was all a mess left by his father Shunzhi.
After the Qing army entered the customs that year, the Manchurian aristocracy led by Dolgon exterminated the Han culture and destroyed the national consciousness and national self-esteem of the Han people in order to consolidate the Manchurian rule over China.
On the 15th day of June in the second year of Shunzhi (July 8, 1645), the 'shaving order' was issued, saying, "From now on, the Jingshi will be limited to ten days, and the provinces and localities under the direct government will be limited to ten days to shave their hair." If you avoid it, you will be able to defend it skillfully, and you will be severely punished. The Manchurian aristocracy shouted, 'Keep your head without hair, keep your hair without your head.' 'The Han people of the north were forced to submit.
Later, the Qing army forced the southern Han people to shave their hair by force, and at the same time as issuing the shaving order, on the ninth day of the seventh month of the second year of Shunzhi (August 29, 1645), the Qing court issued the 'Yi Fu Order', stipulating that "since the officials and the people have shaved their hair, their clothes should follow the system of this dynasty." 'Forcing the people of all nationalities to change their uniforms.
The shaving of hair and the ease of wearing clothes aroused strong opposition and resistance from the people of all ethnic groups, especially the Han Chinese, which was severely punished and bloodily suppressed by the Qing court, which carried out brutal massacres in East and South China. At that time, wherever the order went, local officials at all levels ordered shavers to walk on the streets with shaving picks, and to shave those who had their hair when they saw them. Resist slightly, kill and hang his head on the pole of the burden to show the public. Even the descendants of Confucius, because it was inconvenient to carry out the Confucian temple ceremonies, petitioned to grow their hair and use the clothes of their ancestors, but they were also condemned by the Qing court.
In the Jiangnan provinces, these policies provoked a strong revolt in the pacified areas. The people of Jiangyin, Jiading and other places raised the banner of rebellion, but they were all slaughtered by the Qing army, and hundreds of thousands of people were killed. There is no other time in human history that such a bloody sacrifice has been suffered for the problem of shaving hair.
Although there is controversy about the massacre in the early Qing Dynasty, the focus of the controversy is the number of people who died in the massacre, and even the most cautious scholars can come up with the jaw-dropping figure of 40,000,000.
It is no wonder that some people deny the historical status of the Qing Dynasty, which is really a 'great' achievement, which is really unacceptable to ordinary people.
The massacre of the city in the early Qing Dynasty went through the 'benefits' of the Daxing literary prison before and after the four generations of Shunzhi, Kangxi, Yongzheng, and Qianlong, and lasted more than 140 years to try to make this disgraceful keyword disappear in the historical documents.
It's a pity that history has finally remembered this 'Jiashen National Disaster'!
Xuan Ye frowned and sighed, worrying about the map alone, "San Francisco... San Francisco..."
At the same time, a large number of military aircraft were being prepared for the No. 1 starport in New Holland.
Xiong Dali sat lazily yawning on the spot with a Gauss rifle, obviously not paying much attention to the next battle, "Li Fei, that kid is really lucky, he can participate in the 'Homeland Operation'." β
Just as the bear vigorously whispered, the aircraft jumped to its feet, and a voice in the cockpit read out the code of conduct aloud.
Time passed in a flash, and Zhao Liangxiang, the prefect of Yangzhou City, was awakened by the shouts outside the window, and pushed the door out angrily, "What are you doing in the middle of the night..."
The three points of demonic red light on the forehead of the power armor were very scary in the night, and they almost made Zhao Liangxiang pee out at a glance.
An indifferent voice sounded, "Yangzhou Governor Zhao Liangxiang." β
Zhao Liangxiang stopped urinating with difficulty, looked at the tall figure in front of him who didn't know whether it was a human or a demon, and subconsciously bowed his waist and replied, "The slave is here." β
Xiong vigorously confirmed and spoke, "Come with me." β
Those who know the times are Junjie, and Zhao Liangxiang can become the dignified prefect of Yangzhou in the early Qing Dynasty as a Han person, so he is naturally a 'Junjie' who knows each other.
Honestly following behind Xiong Dali, the subordinate who collapsed to the ground along the way made Zhao Liangxiang quite complacent, "Fortunately, I had foresight, but what is the origin of this person, and how did he be so tall?" β
Almost simultaneously, the entire Qing occupation zone from south to north was brought under the control of the HX-3 administrative district.
Wu Sangui, who was discussing with everyone in the mansion about raising troops, suddenly fainted in front of him, and when he woke up again, he had already arrived at Fengtianmen in the palace.
Aixin Jueluo Xuanye sat on the chair with a stiff and indifferent expression, Wu Sangui knelt on the ground with a pale face, "Okay, good, worthy of being Kangxi who can fight and worship." β
Xuan Ye glanced at Wu Sangui indifferently, and he didn't bother to talk to this fool who couldn't figure it out.
Still Shang Kexi couldn't see it, walked over and pulled Wu Sangui up, and whispered, "We were all summoned by the immortal spell." β
"Immortals?" Wu Sangui was stunned for a moment, only then did he find that the surroundings were as bright as day, and when he turned his head to look around, he saw mighty heavenly soldiers standing on both sides, extremely tall, and the glowing giant birds in the sky were flying back and forth in silence.
"What the hell is this?" Wu Sangui stood up and asked quietly.
"I don't know..."
"Okay, everyone is ready." The commander in charge of this operation walked to the middle and waved a light screen, "According to the order of the consul, the following is hereby handled..."
Looking at the bustling shops on the street, Fang Jianguo thought of an ancient poem "Yangzhou" written by Qian Cheng in the Qing Dynasty in 1672, and couldn't help but read it out.
"The water falls and the boat is parked at night, and the general scenery is sad.
The door is still closed, and the market is refilled.
Merchants do not leave the land for profit, who can see through the city year of children?
At that time, millions of people died together, and the history of loneliness was passed down from generation to generation. β
After reading a poem, Fang Jianguo asked Zhao Liangxiang, the prefect of Yangzhou who was following him, "Lord Zhao, how is this poem?" β
There was no hair left on Zhao Liangxiang's round head, and he followed behind Fang Jianguo with only a bowed waist in his underwear, which would make his face tremble, and his lips trembled and pulled out an ugly smile, "Villain... villain..."
Fang Jianguo waved his hand, "Take it down and check if his hands are stained with the blood of the Chinese people." β
"Are there any descendants of the Ming Dynasty royal family?" Fang Jianguo turned his head and asked.
"No, it's not the same." An attachΓ© replied.
"What is the name of the person who gave away the Yongli Emperor Zhu Youlang?"
"King of Burma, Mangbai."
"Kill him and destroy the country."
"Yes."
Just as Li Huimu walked into the gate of the ancient ruins, after three years of recuperation, Fang Jianguo (the consul of the HX-3 administrative district) finally ordered to start cleaning up the world.
This year is 1672 (standard timeline), the twenty-sixth year of Yongli, the eleventh year of Kangxi, Aixin Jueluo Xuanye has been in power for three years since he got rid of Guerjia Aobai and regained the power of the imperial court.
It was late at night, but the candles were still lit in the study.
A month earlier, Shang Ke, the king of Pingnan, had invited him to return to Liaodong, but asked his son to continue to defend Guangdong, thus sparking a heated debate in the imperial court about whether to withdraw the feudal domain.
Although in the end, it was decided that "the feudal town has held a heavy army for a long time, and the momentum is large, and it is not in the country's interest", and it was decided to order the "withdrawal of the feudal domain".
But Xuan Ye knew that the vassal kings in various places were calm on the surface, but secretly they were in series, and if they made a slight mistake, the Qing Dynasty, which had just settled down, would fall into turmoil again.
And he deeply knew that this situation was chaotic, and the people and officials from all over the country who were interested in the Han family were afraid that they would not want to expose it, and he had a headache when he thought of this Xuanye, which was all a mess left by his father Shunzhi.
After the Qing army entered the customs that year, the Manchurian aristocracy led by Dolgon exterminated the Han culture and destroyed the national consciousness and national self-esteem of the Han people in order to consolidate the Manchurian rule over China.
On the 15th day of June in the second year of Shunzhi (July 8, 1645), the 'shaving order' was issued, saying, "From now on, the Jingshi will be limited to ten days, and the provinces and localities under the direct government will be limited to ten days to shave their hair." If you avoid it, you will be able to defend it skillfully, and you will be severely punished. The Manchurian aristocracy shouted, 'Keep your head without hair, keep your hair without your head.' 'The Han people of the north were forced to submit.
Later, the Qing army forced the southern Han people to shave their hair by force, and at the same time as issuing the shaving order, on the ninth day of the seventh month of the second year of Shunzhi (August 29, 1645), the Qing court issued the 'Yi Fu Order', stipulating that "since the officials and the people have shaved their hair, their clothes should follow the system of this dynasty." 'Forcing the people of all nationalities to change their uniforms.
The shaving of hair and the ease of wearing clothes aroused strong opposition and resistance from the people of all ethnic groups, especially the Han Chinese, which was severely punished and bloodily suppressed by the Qing court, which carried out brutal massacres in East and South China. At that time, wherever the order went, local officials at all levels ordered shavers to walk on the streets with shaving picks, and to shave those who had their hair when they saw them. Resist slightly, kill and hang his head on the pole of the burden to show the public. Even the descendants of Confucius, because it was inconvenient to carry out the Confucian temple ceremonies, petitioned to grow their hair and use the clothes of their ancestors, but they were also condemned by the Qing court.
In the Jiangnan provinces, these policies provoked a strong revolt in the pacified areas. The people of Jiangyin, Jiading and other places raised the banner of rebellion, but they were all slaughtered by the Qing army, and hundreds of thousands of people were killed. There is no other time in human history that such a bloody sacrifice has been suffered for the problem of shaving hair.
Although there is controversy about the massacre in the early Qing Dynasty, the focus of the controversy is the number of people who died in the massacre, and even the most cautious scholars can come up with the jaw-dropping figure of 40,000,000.
It is no wonder that some people deny the historical status of the Qing Dynasty, which is really a 'great' achievement, which is really unacceptable to ordinary people.
The massacre of the city in the early Qing Dynasty went through the 'benefits' of the Daxing literary prison before and after the four generations of Shunzhi, Kangxi, Yongzheng, and Qianlong, and lasted more than 140 years to try to make this disgraceful keyword disappear in the historical documents.
It's a pity that history has finally remembered this 'Jiashen National Disaster'!
Xuan Ye frowned and sighed, worrying about the map alone, "San Francisco... San Francisco..."
At the same time, a large number of military aircraft were being prepared for the No. 1 starport in New Holland.
Xiong Dali sat lazily yawning on the spot with a Gauss rifle, obviously not paying much attention to the next battle, "Li Fei, that kid is really lucky, he can participate in the 'Homeland Operation'." β
Just as the bear vigorously whispered, the aircraft jumped to its feet, and a voice in the cockpit read out the code of conduct aloud.
Time passed in a flash, and Zhao Liangxiang, the prefect of Yangzhou City, was awakened by the shouts outside the window, and pushed the door out angrily, "What are you doing in the middle of the night..."
The three points of demonic red light on the forehead of the power armor were very scary in the night, and they almost made Zhao Liangxiang pee out at a glance.
An indifferent voice sounded, "Yangzhou Governor Zhao Liangxiang." β
Zhao Liangxiang stopped urinating with difficulty, looked at the tall figure in front of him who didn't know whether it was a human or a demon, and subconsciously bowed his waist and replied, "The slave is here." β
Xiong vigorously confirmed and spoke, "Come with me." β
Those who know the times are Junjie, and Zhao Liangxiang can become the dignified prefect of Yangzhou in the early Qing Dynasty as a Han person, so he is naturally a 'Junjie' who knows each other.
Honestly following behind Xiong Dali, the subordinate who collapsed to the ground along the way made Zhao Liangxiang quite complacent, "Fortunately, I had foresight, but what is the origin of this person, and how did he be so tall?" β
Almost simultaneously, the entire Qing occupation zone from south to north was brought under the control of the HX-3 administrative district.
Wu Sangui, who was discussing with everyone in the mansion about raising troops, suddenly fainted in front of him, and when he woke up again, he had already arrived at Fengtianmen in the palace.
Aixin Jueluo Xuanye sat on the chair with a stiff and indifferent expression, Wu Sangui knelt on the ground with a pale face, "Okay, good, worthy of being Kangxi who can fight and worship." β
Xuan Ye glanced at Wu Sangui indifferently, and he didn't bother to talk to this fool who couldn't figure it out.
Still Shang Kexi couldn't see it, walked over and pulled Wu Sangui up, and whispered, "We were all summoned by the immortal spell." β
"Immortals?" Wu Sangui was stunned for a moment, only then did he find that the surroundings were as bright as day, and when he turned his head to look around, he saw mighty heavenly soldiers standing on both sides, extremely tall, and the glowing giant birds in the sky were flying back and forth in silence.
"What the hell is this?" Wu Sangui stood up and asked quietly.
"I don't know..."
"Okay, everyone is ready." The commander in charge of this operation walked to the middle and waved a light screen, "According to the order of the consul, the following is hereby handled..."
Looking at the bustling shops on the street, Fang Jianguo thought of an ancient poem "Yangzhou" written by Qian Cheng in the Qing Dynasty in 1672, and couldn't help but read it out.
"The water falls and the boat is parked at night, and the general scenery is sad.
The door is still closed, and the market is refilled.
Merchants do not leave the land for profit, who can see through the city year of children?
At that time, millions of people died together, and the history of loneliness was passed down from generation to generation. β
After reading a poem, Fang Jianguo asked Zhao Liangxiang, the prefect of Yangzhou who was following him, "Lord Zhao, how is this poem?" β
There was no hair left on Zhao Liangxiang's round head, and he followed behind Fang Jianguo with only a bowed waist in his underwear, which would make his face tremble, and his lips trembled and pulled out an ugly smile, "Villain... villain..."
Fang Jianguo waved his hand, "Take it down and check if his hands are stained with the blood of the Chinese people." β
"Are there any descendants of the Ming Dynasty royal family?" Fang Jianguo turned his head and asked.
"No, it's not the same." An attachΓ© replied.
"What is the name of the person who gave away the Yongli Emperor Zhu Youlang?"
"King of Burma, Mangbai."
"Kill him and destroy the country."
"Yes."