Daming: I asked you to hang yourself, but I didn’t ask you to rebuild the Ming Dynasty

Azige knew that once this method was implemented, the Aixinjueluo family would fall from the altar into the quagmire...

In order to survive, these people will desperately attack the Qing Dynasty.

Even if the Aixinjueluo family wanted to surrender, they couldn't!

They will definitely be torn to pieces by these people...

Because only by eradicating all the Aisin Gioro family can these people avoid future troubles.

Azige was so worried that Peng Ershu's bride didn't even think about it.

And Peng Ershu...

Even if I sacrifice my bride~

His hands and feet are also cold!

He didn't know whether Zhu Youjian was aware of his arrangement, or whether he really didn't know that he had escaped.

Peng Ershu hated the Ming Dynasty and loved the Qing Dynasty——

However, he couldn't figure out Chen Qiyu's move...

In history, when he saw the chaos in Shanxi and Shaanxi, he hurriedly returned home and resigned from his official position.

Seeing the Qing army entering the pass, Azige inspected Huguang and immediately stepped forward to flatter him.

Kneeling and licking Kong Youde, he became the governor of Guizhou.

Kong Youde was forced to death by Li Dingguo, Peng Ershu lost power, was dismissed from office, and hurriedly went to Beijing to kneel down to pay homage to Wang Yongji, following the path of Hong Chengchou...

In front of the service army, pursue the old master...

The gentry's face is vividly portrayed!

In the end, Wu Sangui strangled Yongli to death. Peng Ershu did not dare to stay under Wu Sangui and resigned again.

Suddenly I heard the call from the Qing court and rushed all night to kneel down and worship the holy king.

Unexpectedly...

When you are excited, stretch your legs! !

In this time and space, Peng Ershu, like God's will, met Azige again.

However, Chen Qiyu used a vicious trick——

Peng Ershu was heartbroken...

"He is worthy of being the first governor of five provinces in the Ming Dynasty!"

Peng Ershu held the warm hand stove, but his whole body was trembling.

The two little braids on the head are trembling...

No wonder he was the first governor of five provinces, while he could only be a county magistrate...

The whole family was also killed...

Just a casual move and I can't solve it!

Peng Ershu grabbed the tea cup and took a cautious sip.

Mmm~!

Peng Ershu's eyes lit up.

Sweet!

The water from Mingtang River is so delicious!

A few days ago, I was drinking the "smelly" water at the Red Salt Pond every day, and I almost vomited!

Peng Ershu spat——

I don’t know how the Ordos tribe has been able to enjoy such smelly water for so many years...

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(Mingtangchuan is one of the upper tributaries of Wuding River. Wuding River: the largest river in Yulin and one of the tributaries of the Yellow River.

It is the Wuding River where "the poor bones by the Wuding River are like people in a spring boudoir's dream". )

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Peng Ershu was tasting tea when suddenly the tent door was opened.

It turned out that Azig's personal guards were here.

Peng Ershu stood up quickly with a charming smile on his face:

"Master Huqi, please sit down quickly. I just made tea."

It was Peng Ershu who asked a little flag guard and called him dad...

The noble soldiers of the Zhengbai Banner Guards did not even look at him seriously.

He even opened the tent door with one hand, allowing the cold north wind to turn the warm tent into an icy one in an instant.

The pawn stood at the door and just said one sentence:

"Mr. Peng, my master has invited you."

"Oh?

Prince Azig of England, call me the younger one?

Go here, little one! "

Peng Ershu hurriedly put on his thick winter hat and lowered the ears to cover his bare head.

Two little pigtails like rat tails, flicking one after another...

Follow the pawns and walk towards Azig's handsome tent.

After entering the handsome tent, I took a quick glance and saw Azig with a frosty look on his face.

Peng Ershu didn't dare to look, so he quickly knelt down in the big tent covered with mud and snow, and knelt three times and kowtowed:

"When I was a late scholar, I went to Peng and narrated it. I saw His Majesty Prince He Shuoying. His Majesty is a thousand years old, a thousand years old, a thousand years old!"

Azig snorted and didn't let him get up. He thought to himself:

"Peng Ershu, Prince Yu is calling for you to rush to the Red Salt Pond Camp immediately."

Peng Ershu's heart thumped:

It's getting dark now...

Why was it so urgent that he had to travel all night?

He tentatively asked:

"Your Majesty, may I ask...

But what is it that makes you so anxious? "

Azig raised his head and stared at him for a moment.

This glance made Peng Ershu feel very anxious. He wondered if it was his bride who made Master Azige unhappy again.

Seeing Peng Ershu lower his head and not daring to look again, Azig looked sad:

“News came from the rear that Berenikan, who was stationed in Guihua City... passed away.

Yesterday morning, the Zhenghuang Banner Gushan'e Zhenjing Qinihafan Libu Shangshu (Viscount) Tan Tai who attacked Shenmu...

The attack was frustrated and he died of serious injuries..."

Two big news in succession made Peng Ershu's heart skip a beat.

It's over!

I just took refuge with my master...

Master, what the hell is going on?

No!

For the sake of my master’s glory and wealth, I must work harder!

No matter what, I want to make the master’s empire stable!

Even if it is a lift, the master must be carried to the dragon chair and sit firmly!

Otherwise, I am a gentry, how can I say that I am a gentry?

In the Ming Dynasty, the great gentry who defied the sky and the earth...

When I arrived at Shengqing, I only dared to kneel down and shout loudly for the benevolence and righteousness of my master and father.

For the master's happiness, not only must the bride be sacrificed, but one must also rack one's brains!

Azig sighed:

"Our country has lost several generals in succession, which is a sign of mourning for the country!"

After he finished speaking, he just pretended to see Peng Ershu still kneeling just now.

With a look of shame on his face, he said hurriedly:

"Look, I'm confused. Mr. Peng, get up quickly."

"Son, thank you Lord Azig for the reward!"

Peng Ershu kowtowed again and then stood up with his waist bent.

He couldn't even reach the level of a slave, so Peng Ershu had no choice but to imitate his seniors who surrendered first and call him "good daddy"...

Azig continued:

"Prince Yu has heard about Mr. Peng's talent for a long time and asked you to rush to the Chinese army's tent..."

Peng Ershu understood.

The Qing court had always distrusted the Han people, so they naturally did not dare to let outsiders know about such important events.

But he, Peng Ershu, did not serve in the Qing court.

He was just a rootless man who came to the army with his son Peng Shituan to seek service.

Use yourself, Duduo is not afraid of leaking!

Duduo asked him to draft a memorial to the Qing court...

Peng Ershu understood...

Thinking of the freezing cold weather outside the house, Peng Ershu decided to postpone his departure until tomorrow.

However, when he saw Azig's unyielding look, he could only look upright:

"Prince Ying, don't worry, the little one will go right away!"

It's nothing to brave the wind and snow to meet the master, Mr. Peng even offered his unopened bride.

"Well, Xixi.

Yours is a very good man.

Yours is the master’s good pariah!

Yours is at ease, it belongs to the country, and it has your place. "

Azig made a statement, and then randomly selected a dozen female soldiers who were more adaptable to the cold.

Let them escort Peng Ershu and set off immediately.

(After browsing Douyin for a while, the above ridicule was made out of my feelings. Please forgive me.)

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