Chapter 226: Yan Shenggong, where is your future?

"Where is Zhu Daohua now?"

At this moment, another large army is heading north.

Qianlong sat on his dragon skewer, turned his head and asked the minister of the guard beside him, Erle Dengbao.

"Back to the emperor, the army of the anti-Ming puppet emperor was repaired in Julu some time ago, and now it is almost in Baoding!" Erle Dengbao hurriedly said.

"It's coming so fast!"

Qianlong said with a frown.

"Isn't there any news from Shanhaiguan yet?"

Elden Bao shook his head, a look of worry on his face.

Ah Gui also has tens of thousands of eight banners somewhere.

Now after a lot of reforms of the Great Eight Banners.

The content of the Eight Banners has been greatly improved, and the full content has decreased a lot.

Of course, the old Eight Banners like Erle Dengbao understand that the real ones that the Qing Dynasty can really trust are, of course, the Manchurian children of the Old Eight Banners.

Only by ensuring the basic "full content" and there are many heavenly lines on the door of the head, can the loyalty of the Big Eight Banners be ensured.

"A few days ago, the Liaodong Corps of the Ming Army suddenly bypassed Shanhaiguan by water, occupied Qinhuangdao, and stationed troops in Linyu, and now I don't know what the situation is at Shanhaiguan."

Qianlong also frowned when he heard this.

To say that this Qianlong is grinding in the pass.

In fact, I just want to see the situation at Shanhaiguan.

If Ah Gui of Shanhaiguan can withstand it, then Qianlong will have the confidence to fight with the Ming army in Shuntianfu, relying on Jiancheng, at least to cover the old and weak women and children of the Eight Banners to go west, otherwise if the Ming army sends light cavalry to pursue, this way to the west, it will really be bloody all the way.

But now there is no news from Shanhaiguan.

Now the Ming army is taking advantage of the navy and bypassing the Shanhai Pass.

This long coastline is indeed impossible to defend everywhere

"Let's continue to retreat north first, how much military rations are left for the Ming army?"

"Your Majesty, now the Han people in Zhili and Shandong don't have much grain in stock, and we have also levied grain for 59 years of Qianlong, and advanced the field tax for 60 and 61 years of Qianlong, so there is definitely no way to collect grain from Henan, Zhili, and Shandong!"

Eledenbao laughed.

Although I don't know if there is a Qianlong 60 or 61 years.

However, this did not prevent the Qing Dynasty from making advances in advance.

After all, in front of an army of more than 100,000 people, who would dare to oppose it?

"Tens of thousands of troops and hundreds of thousands of people have to transport grain from the rear, and they also have to help the victims, so I'm afraid they will have to be in a hurry." Fukangan said on the side.

"In addition, the grain in the capital is also being transported out, but I'm afraid it will be difficult to transport so much grain away for a while."

"Burn everything that can't be transported!" Qianlong said with a flat face.

"How many Han people are there in the capital now?"

"Back to the emperor, there are Shandong regimental training, Zhili regimental training and their families, plus some original Han people, there are about more than 800,000 people."

"More than 800,000." Qianlong frowned, "How much can you take away?" ”

"Probably only tens of thousands of regiments of soldiers and their families can be taken away, and if the rest of the people take them, I am afraid that there will not be enough food." Fukangan Road.

"If it's not enough, don't bring it, in addition. Send people to drive the people around Shuntianfu into the capital. Qianlong said.

Fukangan was stunned.

Then I understood.

Qianlong is going to lead people to run away.

But he was worried that he would be pursued by Zhu Daohua with his troops.

So now he wants to leave a Beijing city full of refugees and without a grain of grain to Zhu Daohua.

To solve the problem of food rations for so many people.

It was enough for the Ming Dynasty to be in a hurry for a few months.

And just thinking about it makes for Emperor Zhu a headache.

If you were somewhere else, you would starve to death.

But this is the northern capital of the Ming Dynasty.

If millions of people starve to death.

Where is Zhu Daohua's face going?

The sun, moon newspaper and Ta Kung Pao boast every day that he loves the people like his son, and Emperor Zhu still has the face to face the people of the world.

If the Ming Dynasty wants to concentrate on disaster relief.

Naturally, it would be impossible to divide the troops to pursue the Qing army on the grassland.

The population of the capital is increasing

Fan Baoyi came back from the barracks in the north of the city, and couldn't help frowning when he saw that the streets were full of homeless people.

Fan Baoyi is no longer a coat, but a flag man.

After experiencing the defeat of Jiangxi and Jiangning.

Fan Baoyi was lucky to pick up a life.

And finally rose one level from the lowest-level minion and became a minion within the Eight Banners.

Although they are all minions.

But the hierarchy between minions and minions is not the same.

At least now Fan Baoyi, who has raised the flag, is a first-class minion.

It is necessary to raise those Shandong soldiers in the north of the city at least two ranks.

Now Fan Baoyi is also an official.

Now those Shandong regiment training soldiers have been reorganized into the Eight Banners Han Army under the Big Eight Banners, and they are being trained, in order to disrupt and break up the Eight Banners of various colors, they have to go up as musketeers to fight in line and shoot them - or how to say that fighting now is really a headache, and this queue to shoot each other is too lacking in morality.

Fan Baoyi sighed and walked into a grain store.

As soon as the grain store saw Fan Baoyi, he lowered his eyebrows and nodded and walked out.

"Master Jun, there is no food here, you should invite someone else."

"No food again?!"

Fan Baoyi frowned.

How good is that!

Fan Baoyi, as a member of the Eight Banners, has a ration of food.

Fan Baoyi took a Manchurian widow with the old surname Guerjia - after raising the flag, Fan Baoyi was of course qualified to marry Baqi as his wife.

And because of these years, people have died a little more.

Tens of thousands died there in Liaodong.

Tens of thousands died in the northwest.

Tens of thousands of people died in the war in the south.

There are also many Eight Banners outside the gate who fled to the capital.

So now there are a lot of widows of the True Eight Banners in this capital.

Now there are many widows and few men.

So even if it is Fan Baoyi, the original Baoyi minion who carries the flag, it is still quite popular.

The Guerjia widow that Fan Baoyi married also came with two little Guarjia dolls, and she also carried one in her belly, Fan Baoyi didn't need to work hard to become a father, which is really gratifying.

However, Fan Baoyi does not suffer.

The size of this Guerjia widow is an old surname, although it is said that she has no power in the Eight Banners, and she has no money, but she can move a little bit and get an official for Fan Baoyi - that is, she went to train the Shandong Regiment and became a general.

The key is that there is no need to go south with the army, and it belongs to the cadres who stay in Beijing.

The benefits are still very good.

At least not to go hungry.

But Fan Baoyi is not satisfied with marrying a one-to-three Guerjia, and he has to work hard outside, and he raised a good friend in Bada Hutong, and he actually got pregnant again - this is very likely to be Xiao Fan, not Xiao Guerjia, so Fan Baoyi has to often buy rice, noodles, vegetables and meat during this period to raise this good look, otherwise Xiao Fan Ke will be hungry.

But these days.

The capital is becoming more and more short of food.

This is already the third grain store that Fan Baoyi has left, but not a single grain of grain is gone.

The first place in the Qing Dynasty could not buy food.

I don't know if this court can go on or not.

Fan Baoyi shook his head and quietly slipped home, preparing to deduct some rice noodles from the house to support Xiao Fan Baoyi.

But it was discovered by little Guerga.

"Eniang, I'm stealing food from Amma!"

A little Guerga suddenly shouted.

"Steal? What to steal to steal? Stealing your own things? ”

Fan Baoyi panicked, hurriedly dropped the food in his hand, and hurriedly said: "Eh, don't talk nonsense, don't talk nonsense, what steal, what steal?" ”

"And what are you doing sneaking around?"

"This."

Van Bao Yi Yu stopper.

"Little children understand what I am. I'm here to support my colleagues. Fan Baoyi rolled his eyes and said.

If the widow of Guerjia knew about Xiao Fan's coating, it would be terrible.

"They are all Han Chinese, what are you going to do to support them?"

This little cub is really polite to speak.

Fan Baoyi said in his heart.

"Isn't this a shortage of food in the capital, and many colleagues can't eat?"

Fan Baoyi said with a sigh.

He is right.

Now the city has more people, and less food.

Many families have run out of food

At this moment.

On a mansion in the city.

At this time, the wine banquet was in full swing.

But everyone at the banquet turned a blind eye to the wine and food in front of them, and they all cried with sad faces, with an expression that they had nothing to love, as if they were dead old beans.

Although there are no dead old beans.

But for these leaders of the original Shandong group training, it is almost the same.

Because after coming to Beijing, their military power was stripped away.

That's it.

Someone got the message.

The Qing Dynasty is going to retreat to the grasslands.

These Shandong people, whose family property and children are all in Shandong, will inevitably be coerced to the grassland in the future, and maybe they will have to go far away to the Western Regions, and they will not be able to return to their hometown in Shandong for the rest of their lives.

Who can stand this?

Although Shandong people like to be officials, even if they rebel, they like to seek peace.

But they didn't want to follow the Qing Dynasty to the Western Regions to eat yellow sand.

And when they go to the Western Regions, they will definitely not have the current treatment.

In the future, it is not necessary to be incorporated into the Eight Banners as a coating.

Not everyone is Fan Baoyi, who likes to be a coating.

At least Kong Qingrong, the Yansheng Gong who sat on the main seat, was unwilling.

Of course.

Kong Qingrong can't be a coat, but he definitely doesn't want to leave Handi.

If he stayed in his hometown, Emperor Zhu would definitely have to pinch his nose and then crown him as the Holy Duke of Yan.

But now he is detained in the capital by Qianlong, and he may have to be taken to the Western Regions in the future.

Once you leave the Han land.

He, the Holy Father, definitely didn't have to do it.

Lose.

What a loss!

Come to think of it.

Kong Qingrong sighed.

This sigh.

The former Shandong tyrants present all sighed.

There are also people who think of the family's land and goods, and more than a dozen concubines are going to leave them.

I can't help but feel sad about it.

Tears.

All of a sudden.

Crying came and went.

It's not spectacular.

That's when it happened.

A young-looking scribe sitting at the end burst into laughter.

Someone wiped away his tears and said dissatisfiedly: "What's so tender, it's funny!" ”

The man stood up, first bowed his hand to Yan Shenggong, and then sneered: "Zhu Gong cries until tomorrow at night, and cry until night, can you cry for a future?" ”

(End of chapter)