The current Qing Dynasty has indeed reached a moment of life and death.

The situation in Manchuria fell here.

No one in the Qing court could have predicted it.

And now there are almost no grain-producing areas in the hands of the Qing court.

Henan is now a white field.

Although several prefectures in Shandong were nominally still in the hands of the Qing Dynasty, the Ming Army's Northern Expeditionary Army had already occupied Jinan, cutting off the connection between the Qing court and these prefectures.

Now the one who can collect some grain is a small piece of Beizhili.

How long can you hold on to this small area?

You must know that the Qing Dynasty has more than one million banner people who are not engaged in production to feed.

Now the Qing Dynasty still has hundreds of thousands of troops on its books.

But how long these armies can be raised is difficult to say.

Qianlong was very clear.

Even if Ah Gui can block the Shanhaiguan for a while, it is basically just delaying the speed of the Ming army's entry into the customs.

No money, no food, no sound.

There is no way to guard Shanhaiguan.

When Qianlong thought of this, he only felt a dizziness on his head, and his standing body staggered.

"Your Majesty."

The ministers exclaimed.

Fortunately, Qianlong did not vomit blood this time, but just fell back on the dragon chair weakly.

Squinting his eyes, I don't know if I passed out.

The ministers looked at each other.

I don't know if Emperor Qianlong can survive this time.

The Qing Dynasty had strong enemies in both the north and the south.

At this critical juncture.

Emperor Qianlong, who was already more than eighty years old and still did not forget to worry about the Qing Dynasty, fell ill.

I fell ill at my job.

This will be handed down to the Hereafter.

If you go to Kagang with illness, you can be rated as a model worker.

However, the position of the emperor is not to do it if you want to, and if you don't want to do it, you won't do it.

If you want to select a high-risk post.

The emperor is definitely at the top.

Since ancient times, most of the emperors in ancient and modern China and abroad seem to have not died well.

In short, it's dangerous.

And this position can only be advanced and not retreated.

Oh, it's not that you can't return, but there are really not many who can return safely.

Just when all the ministers of the Qing Dynasty were waiting for the last tremor of the old man Qianlong, so that the Qing Dynasty could have a new strong leadership core.

Old man Qianlong is quite able to stand up.

I was groggy for several days in a row, and I had a high fever that did not go away.

But there was no sign of death.

In the past few days, Manchurian ministers such as He Shen and A Gui, as well as Han ministers such as Dong Huan and Liu Yong, have not dared to leave the Forbidden City.

Just stand at the door and wait for news.

It was at this time.

Qianlong had a dream.

I dreamed that the city of Beijing was broken by the Ming army.

The Ming army, which rushed like a tide, soon approached the Forbidden City.

His concubines don't know where they have fled.

The palace was in chaos, and the palace maids and eunuchs who dared to lower their eyebrows and pleasing their eyes on weekdays were now busy running around with a bag of valuable items in the palace.

In the chaos, he somehow came up to the coal mountain.

Under a tree with a crooked neck.

The Forbidden City is in full view, the mountains and rivers have changed color, and the Qing Dynasty has perished.

And right now.

Under the crooked neck tree, a rope has been put under an unknown person.

There is only one little noble father-in-law by his side.

Just when Qianlong walked towards the lifeline step by step.

The voice of Xiao Guizi's father-in-law sounded in his ears.

"Hooray! Great joy! The bandits and the rebels are fighting in Zhili! ”

Qianlong suddenly woke up from his dream.

Only then did I find that I was not on the coal mountain, but lying peacefully in the dormitory of the Forbidden City.

That's when he realized.

I was just dreaming.

A nightmare.

Think of that scene.

Qianlong felt creepy all over his body.

Coal mountain, crooked neck tree, eunuch, hanging rope.

It's horrible.

Isn't this the scene when Emperor Chongzhen of the former Ming Dynasty hanged himself?

Is this dream to herald the demise of the Qing Dynasty?

Come to think of it.

Qianlong suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

I couldn't help but murmur in a low voice.

"I! Definitely not Emperor Chongzhen of the Qing Dynasty! ”

"Long live Lord, what did you say?"

Xiao Guizi's father-in-law couldn't help asking.

Only then did Qianlong realize that his father-in-law of Xiao Guizi, who had low eyebrows and pleasing eyes, a round head and a round brain, and no ordinary eunuchs with the same annoying smell of urine on his body, was standing beside his bed.

Qianlong sweated, and suddenly felt that the previous drowsiness had dissipated.

The whole person became energetic.

"What time is it?"

"If you go back to the emperor, it's almost halfway through the time now."

Qianlong nodded when he heard this.

"It's time to go to court." He whispered.

Xiao Guizi's father-in-law hurriedly said: "Long live Lord, several adults are waiting in the south study." ”

In the past few days, Qianlong's condition has been good and bad, so several important ministers did not dare to leave, and the fifteenth elder brother Yongyan was also waiting outside, ready to make progress at any time.

But I didn't expect Qianlong's illness to seem to be much better, and the whole person seemed more energetic than before.

"Just now you said that the bandits and the reverse Ming fought?"

Xiao Guizi's father-in-law hurriedly said, "It's news from Master Fu. ”

Xiao Guizi's father-in-law hurriedly handed a copy of the fold to Qianlong.

It was sent by Fukangan.

That's good news.

Five days ago.

That is, the day Qianlong fell ill.

Yao Zhifu, the martial king of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, led his troops north, and had an encounter with the Northern Expeditionary Army led by Zhao Si, the puppet Duke of the Song Dynasty, in Zhoutouji, Zhengding Mansion.

The end result was that the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom failed to take advantage.

Instead, after being killed by thousands of old bandits, they retreated in embarrassment.

This is a combination of the rebellion against the Ming and the bandits.

The first clash between the two sides.

"Good! The bandits and the anti-Ming restrained each other, and the pressure on the south side was reduced by more than half! Next, we only need to concentrate on guarding Shanhaiguan, and we still have hope in the Qing Dynasty! ”

Qianlong, who got the good news, suddenly felt better.

Just when he was about to hurry the ministers to hold a small court meeting.

Something suddenly occurred to him.

"Little Guizi, send someone to cut down all the trees on the coal mountain!"

Xiao Guizi paused for a moment, and hurriedly said, "Xiao Guizi will arrange it." ”

Cutting down trees?

What kind of tree do you cut down?

"Huang Ama, you're finally awake."

A crying voice came.

Immediately afterwards, a young figure burst in.

It is the fifteenth elder brother Yongyan who has been following Qianlong to listen to politics these days.

During this time, Qianlong only let the fifteenth elder brother follow him, and he had clearly made it clear that he wanted Yongyan to be the successor of the Qing Empire.

Qianlong looked at Yongyan who broke in, and remembered the dream he had before.

Yongyan was stared at by Qianlong a little hairy.

Could it be that the vaguely looking forward to the old emperor's return to heaven was known?

Impossible.

How could anyone in this world have the ability to read minds.

But it seems that the emperor of the Qing Dynasty is not much fun to do now.

At present, it is difficult to say whether the grain in the capital can last for a year.

It is also necessary to support the war in the north and the south.

One is not good.

I'm afraid I'm going to become the king of the dead country.

"Old Fifteen, what do you think of the current situation?"

Yongyan has already "exercised" these days.

He was also mentally prepared for Qianlong's sudden exam questions.

"Huang Ama, my Qing Dynasty is fundamentally in the Eight Banners, as long as there are 100,000 Eight Banners Heavenly Soldiers in hand, Beijing Jiancheng to rely on, and Mongolia and the Northwest as the rear, the Qing Dynasty can still deal with the bandits and the Ming Dynasty!"

"Rear? Mongolia and the northwest are the rear, is the capital not a country? Old fifteen, do you want to learn from Emperor Chongzhen to guard the country? ”

Yongyan heard this.

The cold sweat soaked my back.

What does Huang Ama mean by this?

Does he want to go?

It's just that now that Manchuria has no way to retreat, where can it go?

Going to Mongolia?

In Inner and Outer Mongolia, if you want to squeeze money and grain from the Mongolian tribes to feed more than a million banner people, isn't that forcing these steppe tribes to rebel?

Although it is said that the Eight Banners of the Qing Dynasty were based on the Manchu and Mongolian alliances.

But in fact, it is really the Eight Banners of Manchuria that is their own people, and it is Horqin Mongolia.

It is certainly impossible for the other Mongol tribes to follow the Qing Dynasty with all their hearts, and they may already be looking forward to the Son of Heaven sending someone to send money.

Shanxi?

If Zhili is lost, Shanxi will definitely not be able to hold it.

When the time comes, you can only go to the Western Regions.

The land at the foot of the Tianshan Mountains is fertile, and a lot of fertile land can be cultivated, but it is too far, and if these million Eight Banners have the ability to go barefoot to the Western Regions, they will not be defeated.

Now the Qing Dynasty is still in the capital, and it is still holding the shelf of the Qing Dynasty.

This is if you abandon Beijing and leave.

Whether the foreign ministries still recognize this court or not is a matter of two words.

But it seems that being stiff in the capital is waiting for death.

Leaving the capital, will it be looking for death?

The Qing Dynasty is a death

It's really tricky.

"Erchen. Erchen doesn't want to be Chongzhen." Yongyan hurriedly said.

Qianlong frowned.

"Then you want me to be Chongzhen?"

Yongyan knelt down with a pout: "No, no, Erchen didn't mean that, I mean"

"Let's get up first."

Qianlong waved his hand and said.

"If you are now carrying the burden of the Qing Dynasty, do you think Beijing will be able to defend it?"

"This, this"

Qianlong couldn't help but sigh when he saw Yongyan's appearance in the sub-period.

"Don't you want to be the king of the Qing Dynasty!"

Old Fifteen shuddered.

I was so aggrieved that I wanted to cry,

What a dead king.

Didn't Huang Ama want to leave me in Beijing and run away with others, right?

The pot of the king of the dead country.

You don't really want to buckle yourself up, do you?

It's unfair, it's so unfair!

I haven't had time to be the emperor or the faint monarch, and I haven't had time to do anything before I take the pot of a dead king.

It's really unjust.

(End of chapter)