Nanming Engineer

Chapter 374 I'm leaving, take care

In the city of Beijing at the end of March, the severe winter has passed, and the spring has returned, and the greenery is rushing to the treetops. The branches that have been lowered by the snowflakes slowly sprout some buds. Although the cold wind is still biting, it belongs to the warm and cold Compared with the cold winter that makes people jump, it is already very gratifying.

At dawn, the east gate of the Forbidden City opened wide, and Baiba Yala soldiers from the battalion guarding the army came out in a single file. First, two teams of cavalry opened the way with iron hoofs, clearing the road. Standing in two rows on the long street leading from the Forbidden City to the east gate of Beijing, armed with knives and guns, the padded armor of the soldiers is nailed with copper bubbles, and the color of white with red borders is particularly chilling and bright in the bleak spring cold The knives and guns added infinite momentum, and the timid people crowded outside the guard of the barracks, watching this spectacular funeral scene in silence with a hint of excitement.

After a long time, the bells and drums rang in the Forbidden City, and the funeral procession of Prince Yu Duduo came out.Walking in the front were 32 flag-ushers, with swaggering flags flying in the wind and a Wanmin umbrella as big as a wheel.Then came the guard of honor of the royal family and princes, with a number of 800 people. Because Duoduo is famous for his military achievements, there are many gold melons and silver halberds in the guard of honor. status.

Then there are the coffin bearers, a total of 64 people, dressed in white and filial towels, carrying the huge coffin containing Duoduo's body, walking slowly like a huge beetle.

The regent Dorgon, with red eyes, a white scarf tied on his head, dressed in white, walked with the coffin himself, and many Baylors and Beizi followed him to see the end of the Nine Kings. This kind of treatment was unprecedented.

In front of Duduo's coffin, there is an elegiac couplet inscribed by Emperor Shunzhi himself.

Just last night, Dorgon ordered to raid the homes of a county king and two Baylors, arrest them, confiscate their clan identities, and suppress a political action against him by means of thunder.

He knows that these people are just shrimps floating on the water. The people who can really kill him are still hiding under the water, staring at him and looking for loopholes. After all, he is not the emperor yet. If he wants to bring him down, , not impossible.

Only military power and military merits can make Dorgon's position more stable. Through the war of opening up borders and territories, he can control all the elite soldiers and generals, and he has the power to destroy all political enemies in his hands. Everyone was standing at the bottom of the stairs, but he had the chance to take off the crown that was just one step away.

That crown was supposed to be mine, Dorgon thought angrily while holding the coffin with a livid face, if Jierhalang and his ilk hadn't retreated in the face of the battle, if the elite soldiers of the two yellow flags hadn't been under his control, where would he have been? Will it be Fulin's turn to be on the Ninth Five-Year Plan?Empress Xiaozhuang treats herself well, but she is also Fulin's mother. There is a relationship of mutual use between him and her. If the two yellow flags were in Dorgon's hands, the orphans and widowed mother would have been driven away long ago. Went to Zhaoling of Huang Taiji to guard the tomb.

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and finally Dorgon decided one thing in his anger. The war in Shanxi must end as soon as possible. The delay there was too long, and most of the forces of the Eight Banners were restrained. When Beijing was most embarrassed, only Three thousand Gebush Xianchao Hahu barracks stayed in the Forbidden City, and there is no reliable army inside or outside the city. This situation is very dangerous. Once the remnants of the Ming Dynasty are found out, Hou Jin is only a strong outsider and a middle-ranking official. sexual blow.

Moreover, it's not a good idea for the two white flags to be away for a long time. It's better to keep your direct descendants by your side.

Both public and private, Shanxi has reached the point where it must be resolved. On the side of Jingpu, how can the rebels be allowed to make trouble? Under Dorgon's white filial piety is a set of fine steel chain mail. When the funeral is over, he will Go straight to the North Campus, where a large number of Qing troops have assembled, waiting for him to lead them to Shanxi.

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In Xi'an, thousands of miles away from Beijing, in the small courtyard of the Governor's Yamen, Wang Huan, also in uniform, knocked lightly on the door.

Princess Changping came out to welcome her, still wearing a white dress and a red shirt, her beauty remained the same.

Wang Huan didn't enter the door, but stood in the yard, standing by the knife, and the spring breeze blew through the small courtyard, raising colorful fallen leaves.

The white armor is equipped with a long knife, the cloak is rolled by the breeze, and the red tassel dances lightly on the iron helmet, and the look is full of heroism.

The two looked at each other for a long time, but no one spoke.Wang Huanlai felt that this battle was extremely risky. Although the Kuizhou army was strong and strong, the Qing army elites were not vegetarian monks. Back then, the Saerhu Ming Dynasty gathered troops from all over the country and sent out all the strong troops, but they were killed like Blood flowed like a bereaved dog, and many generals died. From then on, the Ming army had no more invincible soldiers. Some historians said that the Ming Dynasty perished in Sarhu and was destroyed in Songshan.

Now with the help of traitors, a large number of red-clothed cannons have been cast, which is even more powerful. It can be said that the current Qing army may rarely fight after having the puppets of the Han army, but their combat effectiveness has not weakened, but has been strengthened. .

Wang Huan's problem lies in the weakness of his troops. Counting Xu Tiezhu's Huozi Battalion who stayed behind in Kuizhou, the four battalions of Kuizhou Army have no more than 2 people. Although Wang Huan has always insisted on quality army building and professional soldiers, now after all It's not a complete era of hot weapons, and there are still disadvantages when there are few people.

Therefore, this rescue of Shanxi was faced with most of the Houjin army headed by Dorgon. If he was not careful, the entire army would be wiped out. He was shot to death by a stray arrow, or smashed to death by a jumping iron bullet, or hacked to death by an unknown Qing army. Death is so close in the war, it seems that it will come at the next moment.

So he came because he wanted to say goodbye to Princess Changping. Logically speaking, if Princess Changping was willing to marry him, it was a political marriage. The Zhu family needed him, and he also needed the Zhu family, that's all.

But it was different now. Wang Huan felt that after several long talks, Princess Changping and him were no longer political allies with deep estrangement. On the contrary, he could understand the pain of a young girl losing her loved one, and could Feel the hatred that comes from the bottom of my heart.

From this perspective, he and Chang Ping have something in common.

The massacre on the top of the stone mountain on Wuchang Road made Wang Huan often wake up from his sleepless dreams. Every little monk buried in the pine forest, every face was imprinted in his mind and could not be erased.

Wang Huan raised his head and looked at Princess Changping standing on the steps. He was very calm, while Changping was very indifferent.

The two are like two old friends who are about to part, there is no earth-shattering crying scene, no life-and-death attachment, there is only a very deep concern in the eyes, this concern is buried so deep that ordinary people cannot detect it.

"I'm leaving to Shanxi." Wang Huan said briefly: "Just take care of yourself. If I survive, I will come back to marry you!"

Princess Changping nodded, raised her eyebrows slightly, and said softly: "I am already yours, and whether I marry or not is in my heart, the rituals and customs are not important."

Wang Huan bowed his head, feeling a little ashamed for this girl who had gone all the way to him for no reason, feeling a little embarrassed and at a loss.

Princess Changping lowered her voice a little more, and continued: "Master Hou, my real name is Aimee Zhu, although my father betrothed me to someone when I was 16 years old, but when the war came, I was not married, so I was still a virgin. According to the system of women, you can keep festivals for your husband. If Lord Hou never returns, I will cut my hair into the empty door and set up a spirit card for you to guard the empty boudoir. After a hundred years, I will be buried in the same cave with you, and we will never sleep together. , I will die in the same coffin!"

The sound is like mosquitoes, but it sounds like thunder.

The corners of Wang Huan's eyes suddenly became wet.

(End of this chapter)