The news of the defeat of the 50,000-strong army of Tuoba Hengbu and Blantu by the Ming Dynasty army has long since spread.

The nobles in Shunyi City are also in fear all day long.

I was afraid that the army of the Ming Dynasty would come to them to ask for guilt.

Many people are now eager to dig three feet into the ground and dig out Hazir and Dolgon, and cut them with a thousand knives.

At this point, everyone realized the seriousness of the problem.

They thought that the root of everything was Hazir and Dorgon.

Otherwise, the situation on the steppe would never have developed into such an uncontrollable situation.

Of course, the reign of King Mingzhao of Shunyi over the city is no longer what it used to be.

This is inseparable from the collective dumping of the pot by the tribal chiefs.

Each of them claims to be innocent.

It was to obey Wang Mingzhao's orders.

Therefore, everyone is waiting for the sanction of the Ming Dynasty to supervise the country Chitose.

But with the letter that Zhou Xian wrote to Wang Yanye, he entered Shunyi City.

And in a short period of time, everyone who spread it is well known.

In an instant, all the nobles present sighed lightly.

The meaning conveyed by Zhou Xian is very simple and clear.

Directly with the authority of the Ming Dynasty, Wang Yanye was granted the throne of Shunyi King to inherit his father Wang Mingzhao.

There is only one simple and direct message.

But let the nobles analyze several layers of meaning.

Wang Mingzhao abdicated.

Wang Yanye succeeded to the throne.

In addition, the king of Shunyi must punish all those subordinates who committed rebellion.

Early the next morning.

Wang Yanye asked his messenger to hold a wooden box and send it to Zhou Xian.

In the box, not only Wang Mingzhao's head, but also an edict written by Wang Yanye to the ministers of the Ming Dynasty.

He will represent Shunyi City forever to the Ming Dynasty.

In addition, Wang Yanye also sincerely expressed his hope that Zhou Xian would let him come to Datong City to meet him.

For Zhou Xian, the change of power within the grassland, starting with the king of Shunyi, is only a relatively good start.

The most helpless person at this moment should belong to Dolgon, who built slaves.

Dorgon is now quite depressed as well.

He planned for a long time and mobilized a lot of Mongol cavalry.

But now he thinks that these herdsmen on the grassland can only graze in this life.

You can't do anything big at all.

In a word, the mud can't hold up the wall.

Especially Hazier, the border town that has obviously been in hand, was recovered by the Ming army in the blink of an eye?!

Dolgon's expression was annoyed now, and he could be described as a dumb eater of coptis.

He has been bitten by Liu Yuzhou's Praetorian Guards for the past two months.

There's no time to get out.

Otherwise, if his 50,000 elites can be invested in the war against the northwest of the Ming Dynasty, he can at least guarantee that the city guarded by Hazier will not be recovered by the Ming army so quickly.

If Dorgon could make his march, Hazir would be quick.

Once Hazir quickly sent troops.

He Dolgon coordinated all the departments of the steppe, plus his own army of 50,000 at the same time.

Perhaps now the northwest of the Ming Dynasty has completely changed hands.

It's a pity, Liu Yuzhou is too difficult, and the Praetorian Guard of the Ming Dynasty is even more powerful than Dolgon imagined.

With the end of Hazir.

Dorgon also felt that he was embattled and did not dare to linger any longer on the steppe.

Therefore, after learning from the pain, Dolgon ordered a quick escape with his army overnight.

And Zhou Xian is here.

This period of time to rectify the border towns.

The 600,000 stone of grain prepared by Cai Maode, the governor of Shanxi, also arrived one after another.

I heard that Cai Maode is here.

Zhou Xian specially summoned him.

It's just that after Cai Maode saw Zhou Xian, his expression was down.

I saw that he had lost a lot of weight in the past half a month.

Zhou Xian said: "Lord Cai, did you encounter any difficulties when collecting grain and grass?" ”

"Chitose, there is indeed one thing, the lower official needs to tell you."

"But it doesn't hurt to say it."

"Xia Guan really prepared 700,000 stone of grain in Shanxi, but when he passed through Ninghua Mansion, 100,000 stone of grain was seized."

Hearing this, Zhou Xian's brows immediately furrowed.

Sharp as a knife, his gaze stared at Cai Maode.

"Who is so bold? How dare you withhold the food of the imperial court? Doesn't he know that every day in the Northwest there are people dying of hunger? ”

"Xia Guan doesn't know, it's just a businessman in Ninghua Mansion."

"Okay, okay. Yu into the mountain. ”

"Humble duty."

"Prepare the horse, I want to go to Ninghua Mansion to see it myself."

"Yes."

Yu Jinshan brought more than 100 brocade guards, rode horses and whips and followed Zhou Xian into Yanmen Pass all night.

The carriage and horses were tiring, and at noon the next day, the group had arrived at Ninghua City.

At this time, the order in the city was extremely chaotic.

Officers and soldiers on the streets also patrolled though.

But one by one, the soldiers walked like they had smoked opium, and they walked in a muddy and staggered way.

It was as if a gust of wind could blow them down.

And many people in the city nervously avoided the vision of the officers and soldiers.

As if they were afraid that someone would find out about their existence.

At the gate of the city, there were people from the government distributing food to the people.

But the people who had received the grain had just left a short distance with their food bags on their backs when they were stopped by a group of people.

"Sir, we don't sell it."

The people who were stopped looked panicked, and subconsciously hugged the food bags tighter.

"Don't be afraid, we'll give you money."

"No, even if we give money, we can't sell it, it's a family for the winter."

The people who spoke looked to be in their fifties, and their cricket bodies looked frail and panting.

His eyes dodged, and he obviously didn't dare to look directly at those fat and wide young people.

"Old thing, you'd better get acquainted, or I'll whip you."

I saw the young man who took the lead raise his arms.

Zhou Xian said angrily: "Stop." ”

"Hey, I thought I was high in pee." The man at the head smiled playfully, looked at Zhou Xian with a hideous face, and said, "You'd better not be nosy." ”

"What's going on?"

Zhou Xian turned over and dismounted and came into the crowd.

Many vicious officials looked Zhou Xian up and down, and then looked at the civilian clothes following Zhou Xian into the mountain. There was a bit of respect in his eyes.

Because they found that these two people were very popular, and they were not idle people.

"Your Excellency, it's none of your business here, we're collecting food."

"Oh?" Zhou Xian pointed in the direction of the city gate and said, "I saw that this fellow just received food from the city gate, why did you take it back?" ”

"The food he received may not be his."

Hearing this, Zhou Xian was even more curious.

Pretended to be bland and said: "As far as I know, it is the relief food of the imperial court." ”

"Yes, it's the relief food of the imperial court."

"But it doesn't belong to them."

"How?"

"Because they can get food at the gate of the city, it was all won for them by Young Master Liu!"

"Huh." Zhou Xian laughed, pretending to be contemptuous: "It's just a small businessman, and he still needs to fight for the food that the imperial court gave to the victims?" Zhou Xian's face was cold and cold, and his tone became more and more urgent: "This Ninghua Mansion is at the feet of the Son of Heaven, you are coercing the people so much, who is supporting you?" ”