Chongzhen said: "It is the Yangtze River, and the Yangtze River will flood quickly when it bursts, and the people along the banks will not even have time to evacuate, but the Yellow River will not burst its embankment." ”

The Yellow River will not drown people when it bursts.

It is said that at the beginning of the embankment burst at the mouth of the garden, the people on both sides of the gap were safely transferred.

But when the Yellow River is completely flooded and the water deepens, the people in the floodplain will find that there are floods on all sides, and then they will have nowhere to escape, and eventually they will be inundated by the rising floodwaters.

Huang Zongxi said: "The Yellow River burst its banks, and the flood rose very slowly at the beginning, and Jiannu had enough time to escape, so it was wishful thinking to expect the flood to trap Jiannu. ”

Zheng Sen said: "Even if this is the case, at least it can submerge Jiannu's tuntian!" ”

After saying this, Zheng Sen said: "Without the harvest of Tuntian, and Beijing is surrounded by the puppet Shun army, even if the Jiannu in Xuzhou escapes the flood, it will be difficult to escape ......."

Speaking of this, Zheng Sen suddenly stopped, and his face became embarrassed.

"Don't say it?" Chongzhen snorted lightly and said, "Go on." ”

Zheng Sen's face became solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "The Holy Lord said that after Tuntian was flooded, Jiannu would hit the people of Beizhi and even Shandong with his idea, and take food from the mouths of the people?" ”

"What do you say?" Chongzhen asked Zheng Sen rhetorically, "Do you think Jiannu will choose to starve himself to death, or starve to death the Han people in Beizhi or Shandong?" ”

After saying this, Chongzhen said again: "You listened to the play of the national disaster drama troupe in vain, didn't you?" Liaodong Three Massacres, what kind of incident is this drama about? ”

Zheng Sen said: "It's about the shortage of grain in Liaodong, and the old slaves slaughtered a large number of Han people in Liaodong in order to seize grain. ”

"So what?" Chongzhen snorted coldly and said, "Do you think Dolgon will be merciful?" ”

Zheng Sen said: "Dolgon and Huang Taiji are still different from the old slaves, maybe they won't ......."

"You're so naïve." Chongzhen said coldly, "There is no difference between Dolgon and Huang Taiji and the old slave in their bones, the only difference is that these two brothers know how to disguise better than the old slave, but once they can't disguise themselves, they will become the same as the old slave, and even ten times more ferocious than the old slave." ”

Zheng Sen finally stopped talking about the burning of jade.

Because the fact is that if you really do this, only the Han people will suffer.

Chongzhen said solemnly: "I am the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, the Han people in the south of the Yangtze River are my people, and the Han people in the north of the Yangtze River are also my people. ”

"Hooray!" Hearing this, Gao Qiqian and Lu Jiude knelt down with a puff and began to wipe their tears.

Chongzhen's gaze swept over Zheng Sen and the other Qinwang scholars, and then said: "So no matter what time and no matter what kind of situation I face, I will not do such a thing as digging the Yellow River to cut off children and grandchildren!" ”

"Students and other leaders." Zheng Sen, Huang Zongxi and other diligent princes and scholars are all long-term to the ground.

When he got up again, Huang Zongxi's brows frowned inadvertently, as if he was a little confused.

Until now, the judgments of scholars such as Huang Zongxi, Yan Yingyuan, and Gu Yanwu are all unanimous, and they all believe that Chongzhen's admiration for Mencius's people-oriented ideas is only a means, just to win the hearts of the people.

But now, Huang Zongxi began to waver, maybe they were wrong?

Just as he was thinking about it, Chongzhen's voice suddenly sounded in his ears again: "Huang Zongxi, I want you to go to Luoyang, do you dare to go?" ”

"Why don't you dare?" Huang Zongxi said casually, "For the sake of the Ming Dynasty, for the sake of the Jiangshan Sheji and the people of Lishu, the saints dare to risk their lives, what is the pity of the students who are just a scholar?" ”

"Okay." Chongzhen said, "Then you will set off tonight." ”

Zheng Sen suddenly dissuaded again: "Shengshang, it is indeed not advisable to dig the Yellow River embankment, but it is really not in a hurry to persuade Pseudo-Shun to send troops, it is not too late to lobby Pseudo-Shun to send troops when the wheat outside the city is ripe." ”

Chongzhen smiled and said, "You want to pick up millions of stone wheat for nothing, right?" ”

"It's certainly impossible." Zheng Sen shook his head and said, "Even if Jiannu retires, he will burn the wheat before he retires, and it is impossible to leave the wheat to us, the students just want Jiannu to work for three months in vain." ”

"Jiannu has no grain to eat, and it is the Han people of Beizhi and Shandong who suffer." Chongzhen shook his head and said, "And we will also miss the agricultural time, if this is the case, more than one million people in Xuzhou City can only feed with the grain of the Internal Affairs Office, you should know how much food needs to be consumed?" ”

"This ......" Zheng Sen suddenly stopped talking.

Zheng Sen is still too young and lacks experience.

Chongzhen turned his head and said to Huang Zongxi: "Huang Zongxi, you go back and prepare, I will ask Gao Ban to prepare a sampan for you, as soon as you pass the ugly year, you will go down the Yellow River, first send a letter to the sailors, so that they don't worry, as the so-called methods are always more difficult than difficult, use your brains more, and you will eventually think of a way to break through the blockade of Jiannu artillery." ”

He said to Yang Ponu again: "Yang Ponu, you go together." ”

"Yes." Yang Ponu responded violently.

……

Gate Town, Jiannu Camp.

Dorgon was busy until the hour had passed before he finally fell asleep.

However, not long after falling asleep, he was awakened by the sound of "boom boom".

"Someone!" Dorgon hurriedly rolled over from the couch and sat up, shouting, "Bring the armor!" ”

When the door opened, Hou Fangyu walked in quickly, holding Dolgon's white flag cloth armor.

The cloth armor is different from the cotton armor, the cotton armor is made of pure cotton, and the cloth armor is fixed with rivets to fix the iron sheet in two layers of thick cloth, which is heavier and has better protection.

The nobles of the Eight Banners like Duoduo and Dorgon no longer have to go to the battlefield in person.

Therefore, they generally do not wear padlock mail and iron armor, but simple cotton armor is not enough to ensure safety, so most of the time they will choose to wear cloth face armor.

When Cao Eryu came in, Dolgon was already dressed under Hou Fangyu's service.

When Cao Eryu wanted to go to the knife rack to get the knife, he was taken away by Hou Fangyu first.

"Master, your waist knife." Hou Fangyu respectfully handed over the waist knife with both hands.

Cao Eryu's eyes immediately flashed a haze, and he glanced at Hou Fangyu coldly.

Dolgon didn't care about the intrigue of the two minions, and turned around and walked out of the barracks with his belt on his belt.

After leaving the barracks, I saw that Duoduo, He Luohui, Wa Xing'a and other nobles with white flags had also woken up and gotten up, and even Hong Chengchou, Fan Wencheng and Ning Wan rushed over.

At this time, the sound of artillery from the direction of the Yellow River in the west was more intensive.

Duoduo said: "Fourteenth brother, it should be that the Ming army sailor tried to break in and was discovered. ”

After a pause, Duoduo smiled and said to Hong Chengchou: "It's really thanks to Mr. Hengjiu, thinking of such means as repairing the fort, now don't say it's the warship of the sailors, don't even think about the rats passing through." ”

"Ashamed, ashamed." Hong Chengchou waved his hand again and again.

After a while, some people hurriedly came to report: "Master, there is a small boat that is going down the river from Xuzhou at night, and when we find out, it is already about to pass through the blockade of the fort, so we can't stop it in the end." ”

"Huh?" Duoduo's face collapsed in an instant, and this slap in the face must have come too quickly.

He had just said that he should not even think about passing through a mouse, and as a result, a small boat had crossed the blockade.

Wa Xing Ah said heartlessly: "It seems that Mr. Hengjiu's method is not good." ”

"Shut up, you." Duoduo scolded Wa Xing'a, and said to Hong Chengchou, "Mr. Hengjiu is not strange, Wa Xing'a is a fool who doesn't understand anything." ”

"The Ten Kings are serious." Hong Chengchou hurriedly said, "What's more, this matter is indeed a slave who has not considered it." ”