Ming Taizi's Total War

Chapter 109 Highway Robber
It's a pity that the Chuangjun outside the city besieged an isolated island like a vast ocean, and it's useless to spend more money.

In the end, the Ming army, unwilling to let Kaifeng fall into the hands of Li Zicheng, dug the embankment at Zhujiazhai beside the Yellow River and breached the mouth of the Yellow River.

In an instant, hundreds of thousands of cubic meters of Yellow River water engulfed innumerable quicksands and struck them like moving mountains.

The effect was remarkable. Although Li Zicheng's tribe was tens of miles away from the Yellow River, Kaifeng Mansion was located on the Huanghuai Plain, thousands of miles of flat land, and Li Zicheng couldn't find a high place at all.

Even if they were lucky enough to find them, they would not be able to accommodate so many soldiers. The impact of the flood alone swept away tens of thousands of Li Zicheng's troops.

The Yellow River ferry is not very wide, only a mile long, and Yue Qijie and the others quickly reached the other side.

"Give him five taels of silver." Yue Qijie took pity on the boatman's misery and ordered Han Guang to give him five taels of silver, which was almost dozens of times the ferry fare.

"Master Governor, here, this money is too much, you can give the villain a few copper coins to eat steamed buns." The boatman did not dare to take so much money, for fear of causing trouble to his upper body.

He only made ends meet by ferrying, and it was enough to fill his stomach, but a few copper coins could not buy steamed buns on both sides of the Yellow River today, and he could not buy anything with a few copper coins.

"My lord told you to hold it, so you can hold it, don't shirk it." Han Guang ignored his refusal, and stuffed the silver into his arms without saying a word.

Seeing the old man in front of him doing this, the boatman didn't dare to resist, so he had no choice but to accept the five taels of silver.

"My lord is really the master of Qingtian, I wish you a long life." When Yue Qijie and the others walked away, the boatman's voice was still heard clearly.

"Go quickly, don't dawdle." Yue Qijie urged the followers behind him.

"My lord, let's find a place to rest, we've already traveled a hundred miles today." A follower complained.

They followed Yue Qijie all the way from Qi County to the ferry, crossed the Yellow River, and spent almost a whole day. Now they can see the orange-red setting sun when they look up.

"Fengqiu is ahead, let's rest there." Yue Qijie saw that there was no place to rest in the wilderness, so he thought of resting in Fengqiu.

It's a pity that before he hurried on the road, forty or fifty robbers jumped out in front of him.

"I opened this road, and I planted this tree. If you want to live from now on, you can save money to buy roads." The leader is a burly guy with a large axe.

Soon they surrounded Yue Qijie and his party. Yue Qijie's followers were not vegetarian either. Seeing this state, they drew out their knives to confront each other.

"Absurd, I am an official ordered by the imperial court, and you guys are blocking the way to rob, because you want to rebel." Yue Qijie never dreamed that there would be robbers robbing him at this critical moment.

"Hey, imperial court official, you are the imperial court official of that family, and there are many imperial courts now." The bearded and strong man shouldered the Xuanhua ax and said with a smile.

The 17th year of Chongzhen was really the busiest time. In this year, the Ming Dynasty collapsed, but soon the Nanming Dynasty was established in Jinling. At the same time, there were Miqing who ruled in the capital, Dashun who established its capital in Xi'an, and Daxi who occupied Sichuan.

However, in the second year, only the surviving Nanming Dynasty was left struggling to fight against the Qing Qing's attack in the south.

"There is a second court in the world, of course it is my Ming Dynasty." Yue Qijie said righteously.

Deeply influenced by Confucian culture, he can't agree with any regime. In his eyes, the only orthodox in the world is the Ming Dynasty, and everything else is a mess of officials and thieves.

Of course, this is also the thinking of most soldiers and civilians, but it is useless for them to think this way. The real world will not continue the rule of Ming Dynasty just because they think Ming Dynasty is orthodox.

"Oh, brother, this old official actually said that he was an official of the Ming Dynasty. It made me laugh to death." A boy with a sinister eyebrow burst out laughing when he heard what Yue Qijie said.

When Dashun marched to the north bank of the Yellow River at the beginning of the year, almost all the prefectures, counties, and military towns surrendered and became the court officials of Dashun. Only a few places, such as Zhou Yuji, the general soldier of Daizhou, rose up to resist.

And when the Qing army entered the customs, these people were the same as when they greeted Dashun, and they turned into Qing court officials again.

Although the news lagged behind in ancient times, the north bank of the Yellow River was an endless plain for thousands of miles, and the news could not be blocked. These things have long been the talk of scholars and even ordinary people after dinner.

"I think you want to go north to join those Tatars and enjoy their high-ranking officials and generous salaries." The bearded man continued.

Although the Tartars were cruel, they were notoriously generous to officials. As soon as Dorgon entered the capital, he issued a notice to enlist the scholars from all over the world to become officials. Although Fengqiu area belongs to Henan, because of the barrier of the Yellow River, geographically It belongs to Hebei.

Therefore, Fengqiu and its surrounding counties also knew about the notice issued by Dorgon, because at that time, someone rode over to post it.

"I advise you to keep your belongings and return to the south bank of the Yellow River obediently. If you insist on going north, don't blame me for killing you." Full of fame and fortune officials.

"It's unreasonable. I, Yue Qijie, as the governor of Henan, have the responsibility of guarding the land. How could I go to seek refuge with the Tartars?"

"I swear by my reputation as a student of the Son of Heaven, a Jinshi, and the gods and men of heaven and earth will learn from each other. I am the best, and I will definitely guard every inch of Henan. If it is not for the order of the Son of Heaven, if you want me to go out of Henan, the only way is to transport my body away. .”

The bearded man's words happened to hit Yue Qijie's bottom line. He thought that he was not a clean official, nor was he very capable, but he always believed that his loyalty to the court would not deteriorate even in the face of swords and fire.

"Are you serious?" Hearing Yue Qijie's words, the bearded man changed his joking smile and said with a solemn expression.

He knew that literati valued reputation the most, especially fame, which was their life. If Yue Qijie swears by his official position, he might not believe it, but he can't help but not believe it by taking the reputation of Jinshi.

"I'm the second-rank governor of Henan, how can I be false." Yue Qijie replied.

"Then why did you come to the north of the Yellow River? I heard that didn't all your high officials flee to the south?" The bearded man was very puzzled when Yue Qijie came across the river.

It has been a few months since the Nanming and Qing troops entered the customs, and it is supposed to be time to choose someone to join him in. Why is Yue Qijie still coming to the north now? This really puzzles him.

"Of course it's for state affairs." Yue Qijie gave him an annoyed look.

　Thanks to the book friends from the warriors of the red star country for their rewards

　　
　
(End of this chapter)