On the banknote street, Qingfeng Tea House.

Just after the hour, there was still half an hour before the opening of the Royal City Yi Office, but Wang Tao and Sun Tinglan, two good friends, had already come to the Qingfeng Tea House early, drinking tea while waiting for the Royal City Yi Office to open.

Sun Tinglan said: "Wang Gong, I heard that the Holy Lord has summoned dozens of people from the Internal Affairs Office to give the matter and the commanders of the army, and they have held a meeting in Yilun Hall for seven days in a row?" I don't know what we're discussing? ”

Wang Tao looked around at the left and right and no one, and whispered: "Virtuous brother Hugh wants to go to the outside, and the Holy Lord summoned the internal affairs government to give the matter and the commander of the army to discuss the Northern Expedition." ”

"Northern Expedition?" Sun Tinglan's eyes widened.

"Shh Wang Tao hurriedly signaled Sun Tinglan to silence, "This is top secret." ”

However, as soon as the words fell, I saw a newsboy rushing past the window, waving a newspaper in his hand, and shouting loudly: "Sell newspapers, sell newspapers, the latest news, His Majesty the Emperor wants to raise troops for the Northern Expedition, and in the Yilun Hall, he summoned all the ministers of the Internal Affairs Office and the commanders of the army to gather for days to discuss and talk about the ......military aircraft."

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"Gah?" Sun Tinglan was stunned immediately when he heard this.

Didn't you say top secret? How did you get into the newspaper?

Wang Tao showed a constipated look on his face, embarrassed.

However, the pedestrians on the street of the banknote exploded at once.

"Boy, give me a point, give me a newspaper."

"Child, give me a copy, this is a pentagon, don't look for it."

In a few moments, hundreds of newspapers in the newsboy's pocket were sold out.

Immediately afterward, a tsunami of cheers rang out on the banknote street.

Vaguely mixed with crying, many scholars were already so excited that they cried to communicate.

The Emperor and the Queen of Heaven have learned from the facts, and my Ming Dynasty is finally going to Xingtian Soldiers Northern Expedition!

In less than half a day, the news that the Ming Dynasty was about to raise troops for the Northern Expedition spread throughout Nanjing.

Whether it is a scholar studying in Guozijian Middle School, a pawn who pushes carts and sells goods on the street, or a worker who works hard in various workshops, they all cheered and were proud when they heard the news.

Of course, it is impossible for any national policy to be supported by everyone.

For example, in the Northern Expedition, court officials, merchants, gentry, peddlers, pawns, workers, and even girls in the southern courtyard cheered, but there were also many people who secretly poked and sneered.

For example, there were a few frustrated people gathered in the Sihai Restaurant at the mouth of Wuyi Lane.

All of them are our old acquaintances, former cabinet assistant minister Qian Qianyi, Huang Daozhou, Baoguo Gong Zhu Guobi, sincerity Bo Liu Kongzhao and Ning Nanbo Zuo Mengeng.

Yes, that's right, Zuo Mengeng has been stripped of the Duke of the country.

Even the Marquis didn't keep it, only Ning Nanbo.

Putting down the Hanlin Daily in his hand, Huang Daozhou sighed: "The soldiers are fierce and dangerous, how can it be easy to fight?" As soon as this battle began, I don't know how many sons and daughters will die on the battlefield and bury their bones in a foreign country. ”

"Poor and uncertain riverside bones, like a person in a spring boudoir dream, how can it be a sigh." Qian Qianyi also shook his head and sighed, "It's a pity that these foolish men and fools are still cheering there, but they don't know that their husbands and their sons, I'm afraid they will never come back. ”

The scholar at the table next to him couldn't help but retort: "The Taizu of this dynasty takes Xu Da as the handsome, isn't it just it?" ”

"That's only once." Zhu Guobi shook his head and said, "I'm afraid it's hard to have a second time." ”

"Not necessarily." The scholar retorted again, "There must be two in everything, the first Northern Expedition of this dynasty has been completed, and the second Northern Expedition will inevitably be successful." ”

"A scholar's opinion." Zuo Mengeng said disdainfully.

"Pedantic opinion." The scholar replied again, "Coward's opinion. ”

Zuo Mengeng was furious: "What kind of thing are you, you also deserve to talk about military affairs." ”

The scholar sneered again: "I don't know what this brother is? I would like to let me know. ”

The surrounding drinkers burst into laughter, and the heads of Qian Qianyi and Huang Daozhou almost poked under the table.

After all, Zuo Mengeng was young and vigorous, although the title was demoted to the earl, his mentality had not yet been adjusted, so he immediately got up and approached the scholar, and shot a straight punch in the face of the other party.

This punch stabbed the hornet's nest, and the scholar just said hello, and dozens of scholars poured in at the mouth of Wuyi Alley, and pressed Zuo Mengeng to the ground is a beating.

Zuo Mengeng said that Lao Tzu is Ding Nanbo.

But those scholars said that you were the one who beat you!

There are still many nursing homes in the Zuo family.

But when he saw that it was a student of Guozijian who beat someone, how dare he step forward?

Not to mention now, even if they go back for four or five years, they, the domestic slaves of the noble family, do not dare to touch the students of the national prison, these people really can't afford to provoke, they couldn't afford to provoke before, and now they can't afford to provoke.

Qian Qianyi and Huang Daozhou could only stomp their feet and lament: insulting Sven.

……

Compared with Nanjing, the reaction of the gentry and common people in Beijing was significantly more pessimistic.

A few days after Dolgon's meeting in Prince Rui's palace, the whole of Beijing was full of storms, and in the end, there were even rumors that Chongzhen was preparing to raise two million troops to the north.

So the gentry in Beijing began to abscond.

The main thing is the group of northern gentry who surrendered to Dashun before and later surrendered to Jiannu.

When the Dashun army hit Beijing, they would not be martyrs for the Ming Dynasty, and later the Qing army fought in Beijing, they would not be martyrs for the Dashun Dynasty, and now the Ming army is going to carry out a large-scale northern expedition, and naturally they will not be martyrs for the Qing Dynasty.

Therefore, the wisest thing to do is to return to the hometown and avoid the limelight of this wave of war.

These gentlemen's calculations are really shrewd, thinking that if the Ming army's northern expedition is successful, Chongzhen will have to rely on them if he wants to stabilize the situation in the northern provinces? They are tumblers, and no matter who sits on the dragon chair, they can't leave it alone, so now, these northern gentry will never be martyrs for the Qing Dynasty.

As a result, there is an endless stream of Hanchen who tell the old man.

There are also many gentry living in Beijing who have quietly returned to their hometowns.

For example, Zhang Jinyan, the former secretary of the military department of the Ming Dynasty, served as the secretary of the military department in Dashun and the Qing Dynasty, but two years ago he was dismissed from his post because he angered the magnates of the Eight Banners, and he has been idle at home since then.

After hearing the wind this time, he also hurriedly set up a car and went back to Xinxiang.

Even the soldiers of the Eight Banners Han Army's man-raising battalion began to abscond.

On the morning of this day, Meng Xueli had just arrived at the Fengtai camp from his apartment when he received a report from Yu Chenglong, the rotating officer: "My lord, Yao Qisheng and more than ten other southern nationals intend to flee south. ”

"Yao Qisheng?" Meng Xueli frowned slightly.

Yao Qisheng was the most outstanding of the more than 2,000 people in the camp.

After thinking about it for a while, Meng Xueli immediately instructed Yu Jackie Chan to say: "Bring Yao Qisheng in." ”

"Huh." Yu Chenglong agreed, and immediately ordered someone on duty to take Yao Qisheng to Meng Xueli's line.

Meng Xueli asked Yu Chengchan and the other two people on duty to step down, and only he and Yao Qisheng were left in the line, Yao Qisheng looked at Meng Xueli with a cautious gaze, as if asking what Lord Meng wanted?

"Yao Qisheng, I know what you think in your heart." Meng Xueli said quietly.

"If it weren't for the exile in Tongzhou in the first year of Shunzhi, you would never be where you are today, with your heart and ambition, maybe you are also one of the six thousand Qin Wang Shizi at this time."

Hearing this, Yao Qisheng really regretted it.

If he hadn't been recruited to join the Qing army in Tongzhou, if he had returned to his hometown in Huiji, even if he wasn't one of the six thousand Qin Wang Shizi at this time, it would have been no problem to be admitted to the first phase of Guozijian.

But now, even if I go back, I can only take the fifth phase.

How can the status of the fifth phase be compared with the first phase?

What's more, now that he has been arrested, his life is afraid that his life will not be guaranteed.

After a pause, Meng Xueli said again: "I will tell the regent that you have not absconded, but only went out to buy pen, ink and paper on my military order, but you must not abscond again in the future." ”

"Don't forget that this is the Fengtai camp, and the security is extremely tight."

"You can't even dodge the patrol of the lifting battalion, how can you dodge the patrols of the Eight Banners Han Army and the Eight Banners Mongolia?"

"If you are caught by the patrol of the lifting battalion, there is still room to turn around, but once you are caught by the patrol of the Eight Banners Han Army or the Eight Banners Mongolia, even the gods will not be able to save you."

"Why did you save our lives?" Yao Qisheng frowned.

"Aren't you afraid that we will spread rumors in the camp and disturb the morale of the army?"

"Rumors? Is this really a rumor? Meng Xueli muttered, "The fact is that the Ming army is really going to the Northern Expedition, and it will not be later than April at the latest." ”

……

The news of the massive absconding of the gentleman Hanchen reached Dorgon's ears.

Hou Fangyu was full of bitter hatred for these half-hearted "Han compatriots", and said to Dolgon: "Master, these half-hearted yin and yang people are the most hateful, catch them all and kill them!" It was just the case that these people were used to purge the hearts and minds of the people in Beijing and prepare for the big war. ”

"Hey, you can't solve the problem by killing."

Dolgon waved his hand and said, "The Qing Dynasty will never kill innocent gentry indiscriminately. ”

Hou Fangyu was stunned when he heard this, and said in his heart, when did the master become so merciful and benevolent?

But after thinking about it again, Hou Fangyu understood why Dolgon didn't dare to go on a killing spree.

The reason for this is simple, because the very foundation of Dorgon's rule does not allow him to do so.

Previously, because of the economic blockade of the Southern Ming Dynasty, the quality of life of the Eight Banners nobles deteriorated, and the Eight Banners nobles were already full of complaints about Dolgon, and there were even eight banner nobles secretly poking and poking in tandem, trying to make Fulin pro-government, if it weren't for the fundamental change in the composition of the army of the Qing Dynasty, Eight Banners Manchuria no longer had an advantage, and Dolgon might really let these secretly connected Eight Banner nobles oust the power, and Fulin might have really been pro-government.

Therefore, if Dolgon kills the Han gentry now, it will inevitably lead to the instability of the Eight Banners Han Army, the Green Battalion and the Lian Yongye Army, and if it really comes to this point, who else can Dolgon count on? Just pointing to the 30,000 Eight Banners of Mongolia? At that time, the 30,000 Eight Banners of Mongolia rebelled in minutes and fell into the ground.

So now Dorgon doesn't dare to kill.