The thief of the fortress dominates the world

Chapter 314

In fact, at this point in the battle, anyone with a little knowledge would know that Shengjing City would never be able to hold on.

Although Shengjing has a character of Jing, it is far from being able to compare with the city of Beijing, which has been strengthened and repaired by the emperors of the Ming Dynasty for more than 200 years, whether it is a vast city or a strong and tall city.

Moreover, the Qing soldiers were not good at attacking and defending cities, they were better at field battles.

But now they have been killed by Jiang's army in the field, and they dare not open the city gate to fight outside the city.But defending the city is not what they are good at.

Moreover, there are different opinions inside. The Mongolian Eight Banners and Han Eight Banners that have not yet surrendered are no longer trusted by the Manchurians. In addition, there is no hope for the future.He would kneel and surrender at the right opportunity.

Not to mention these servants, even the Manchurian soldiers are panicked from top to bottom. Not only Daishan wants to run away, but even Jierhalang has the same thoughts. He has already ordered his family to pack up the gold and silver and prepare What a group of people, ready to escape out of the city after nightfall.

Up to now, no one cares about the life and death of the little emperor and queen mother in the palace.

In the eyes of all Manchu nobles, these two people have become a burden.They don't have any idea of ​​coercing the emperor to make the princes. On the contrary, they are very clear that once the city is broken, these two people will become hot potatoes, and whoever gets involved will be unlucky.

The sign of the destruction of a country is naturally to break through its capital and capture its emperor.The reason is very simple, so no one wants to take care of these two.

People in the palace are also panicking now, and eunuchs and maids have even begun to escape.

The Empress Dowager Bumbutai of the Manchu Qing Dynasty was actually very anxious, walking around in her Yongfu Palace, but she didn't know what to do.

The six-year-old little emperor Fulin sat on the side, watching his mother-in-law walking back and forth, and asked timidly, "Mother-in-law, are we going to die soon?"

Bumubutai was taken aback, and two lines of tears fell, and he hurried over to hug his son and comforted him softly: "Fulin, you are the emperor of the Qing Dynasty, and Emiang is the queen mother of the Qing Dynasty. To protect us, we will not die. Those bandits will soon be defeated by our Manchurian warriors."

Although Fulin was young, he was not easy to be fooled. He blinked and said, "Emiang, I saw many maids and eunuchs running away. They secretly opened the palace gate with their burdens on their backs and ran away. Many guards also ran away. Yes. If those bandits are going to be defeated by our Manchurian warriors, why are they still running?"

Bumbutai was stunned, not knowing how to answer his son, but hugged him tightly and said: "Fulin is obedient, as long as Er Niang is here, nothing will happen to you."

The little emperor stopped talking, but nodded obediently.

After hugging his son to comfort him for a while, Bumbutai called his confidant eunuch and asked him to bring his letter to Prince Rui Dorgon.

Although the eunuch knew that Dorgon hadn't woken up from his serious injury last time, he didn't ask any further questions and left the palace with the letter.

Bumbutai waited and waited, but he never waited for the confidant eunuch to come back, his heart was so angry and sour, two lines of tears rolled out.

She knew that the eunuch must have run away.

She called again and again, but only two or three court ladies came in at the end, and these were the old people who followed her to marry from Horqin.

Looking at the three court ladies kneeling in front of him and the despairing expressions on their faces, Bumbutai finally understood that the Qing Dynasty was completely finished.

"It's all up. At this time, the Ai family will not lie to you anymore. After the Qing Dynasty is over, this Shengjing city will be breached soon. Once the city is broken, the emperor and the Ai family will be the first ones to take it. The target. The people in this palace are almost running away, you should also pack up and run away. You serve me, and I have nothing to reward you. Take everything you like in my Yongfu Palace. It can be regarded as my reward for all your hard work over the years."

Bumbutai sat on the couch, hugged the little emperor Fulin next to him, and said in an extremely calm tone.

Several court ladies looked at each other, with even more despair on their faces.One of the older court ladies took two steps forward on her knees and sobbed: "The Empress Dowager, we followed you all the way from Horqin to the capital of this province. After becoming the emperor, we have never left you for a day. If you want to drive us away now, where can we go?"

"Yes, Empress Dowager, I heard that there are enemies everywhere outside, and the entire Shengjing is besieged. Where can we go even if we run away? Empress Dowager, if we live, we will live together. If we want to die, we are willing to accompany you You will die with the emperor!"

"Your Majesty, we will never leave you even if we die..."

Several palace maids started to cry as they talked, and Bumbutai, who was crying and felt that his heart was already in despair, couldn't help being moved, and tears welled up again.

The little emperor Fulin on the side also started to cry.

On the day of the country's subjugation, the honor of the past has turned into the desolation and despair of today.

The master and servant gradually calmed down after crying for a while.

After all, Bumbutai was a woman with her own opinions and courage, so she picked up the little emperor and put him aside, letting him sit up straight.

He stood up, walked to the incomparably gorgeous mahogany dressing table and sat down, looked at himself in the mirror that Westerners said, and said lightly: "Zhu Er, come and dress me for the last time."

The maid named Zhu'er was the oldest one, and when she heard this, she burst into tears again.

"Don't cry, come on, even if I'm going to die, I still have to maintain the last trace of my dignity. Xiaoyue, Xiaoyuan, you two serve the emperor to change his clothes and put on the court clothes."

The two court ladies also burst into tears, but seeing the queen mother who was sitting in front of the dressing table with a calm face and a determined face, they had no choice but to stop crying and got up and walked towards the queen mother and the emperor.

In a room in the east courtyard of Prince Rui Dorgon's mansion, a tall, thin and pale man was lying quietly on a big mahogany carved bed. His eyes were closed tightly and he was motionless.

If it weren't for the rising and falling chest, it would be easy to be regarded as a dead person.

Sitting on a low stool next to the big bed was a young woman in a cheongsam, her face was still stained with tears.

Maybe he was too tired, and he was falling asleep beside the bed at this time, snoring lightly.

The entire palace was so quiet that no extra sound could be heard, like a dead coffin.

Suddenly, the eyelids and eyelashes of the man on the bed moved.

After a while, the man's eyes slowly opened.

After opening his eyes, he looked at the roof with a blank look, his eyes continued to slowly turn down, and finally saw the woman sleeping beside the bed. After looking at it for a while, there was a smile in the blank eyes.

"Spicy cabbage, spicy cabbage..." Dorgon called the young woman softly.

The young woman moved, raised her body, saw Dorgon smiling at her with open eyes, was stunned for a moment, then rushed up, hugged Dorgon and cried loudly:
"My lord, you've finally woken up, but our Qing Dynasty is coming to an end!"

(End of this chapter)