Anti-Qing: Starting from the Reincarnation of the Ming Dynasty

It’s really cold in Beijing in winter.

Although it is not as good as the ice outside the customs, when the cold wind howls, it can still send chills to the bones of people, as if they are being pricked by needles.

In the sky, pieces of snowflakes as big as goose feathers were falling continuously.

There was already nearly a foot of snow on the ground.

Chang Wei and Gelehun went out. Chang Wei wanted to arrange a sedan chair.

But the snow on the street has reached the calf level, and the sedan cannot be lifted.

Therefore, the two of them just took out two horses from the stables and rode towards Baylor Mansion.

The horse walked down the deserted street at night.

The oncoming cold wind made people's faces stiffen, and the snowflakes hit their faces like knives.

From the windows of the houses on both sides of the road, bursts of laughter and the smell of food could be heard.

The crackling sound of firecrackers kept ringing.

These days, the spirit of the New Year in Beijing is very strong!
  The two of them flew all the way and soon arrived outside Baylor's Mansion.

Chang Wei took Geluhun into Baylor Mansion, and then was led by his servants to the flower hall where guests were received.

"You two, wait a moment in the flower hall. My master is not in the mansion now, but has gone to pay a visit to Prince Li's mansion."

"When the master comes back, I will inform you two masters."

Chang Wei just nodded and said after hearing this.

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say. Mr. Baylor is busy with business, so he should focus on business. It doesn't hurt if I wait a little longer."

While talking, Chang Wei stuffed a red envelope into the hand of the servant who was leading the way and said.

"Put it away, little brother. It's the New Year's Eve and I'm looking for good luck!"

The servant accepted the red envelope, squeezed it, and felt the size of the money inside. The originally polite smile on his face immediately became much more real, and he said with a smile.

"Don't worry, sir, I won't accept this red envelope for nothing. When my master comes back, I will be the first to inform you."

When Chang Wei heard this, he nodded with joy, knowing that his money was not in vain.

The two of them followed the servant who led the way and arrived at the flower hall.

At this time, many people were already sitting in the flower hall of Baylor House.

These people came to Baylor Mansion for the same purpose as Chang Wei and Chang Wei. They all heard about the assassinations of Agui and Chatai, and then came to see Yongfeng to inquire about the news.

After Chang Wei entered the flower hall, they found a seat and sat down. While waiting, they chatted with the guests next to them.

They waited for a long time, and it was getting late. Looking at the moonlight outside the flower hall, it was probably almost midnight, and many people couldn't help but look impatient.

It's the New Year's Eve, and they are all anxious to finish inquiring about the news and go home for the New Year's Eve dinner!

However, at this moment, there was only a noise outside the flower hall.

Then Yongfeng was seen walking into the flower hall surrounded by several servants.

Seeing this, everyone calmed down their expressions, stood up from their seats, knelt down and saluted,
  "My slave, I would like to pay my respects to Lord Beile. Good luck to you, Lord Beile!"

Entering the flower hall, looking around, Yongfeng spoke.

"Get up!"

After saying this, Yongfeng strode to the main seat and sat down.

He was not polite, and after sitting down, he spoke directly.

"Master Baylor, I also know why everyone is here today."

"It's Chinese New Year, and everyone is in a hurry to go home. Lord Baylor, I won't be so close to you!"

After hearing this, everyone looked at Yongfeng one after another, waiting for Yongfeng's explanation.

Seeing this, Yongfeng cleared his throat and continued to speak.

"The news that General Agui and Chatai were assassinated in Tianlao is true!"

"The good news is that Chattai Governor has been rescued due to timely rescue, but the bad news is that General Agui has been killed!"

When he said this, Yongfeng's face was slightly gloomy.

After all, Chatai is in his prime and his physical fitness is much better than Agui.

The dose was enough to kill A Gui, but Chatai was still able to save her.

In the end, he was really saved!
  The price was that in order to induce vomiting, the doctor gave Chatai several ladles of hot excrement water...

how to say?

It's winter now, and the winter toilets in Beijing have long been frozen.

In order to defrost manure, it can only be heated.

Then, I got hot fecal water.

This thing is more disgusting than cold!
  The effect is naturally better than cooling it.

After Chatai was fed fecal water, he vomited heavily.

But at least my life was saved!
  Seeing the different expressions on everyone's faces, Yongfeng continued.

"Also, you don't have to worry about the imperial conquest."

"Although General Agui was killed, the battle to conquer the dynasty is inevitable and will not be affected."

"This battle will be led by General Fukang Anfu. He will send troops as soon as the New Year is over."

"Everyone, please continue to go back and prepare!"

"When the New Year is over, we will prepare to leave with the army!"

The reason why the Qing army wanted to send troops in winter was mainly because after the beginning of spring, the roads in eastern Liaoning and western Liaoning would melt into mud ponds, making it impossible to march on a large scale.

But if the Manchu Qing Dynasty wanted to conquer the dynasty, they could only send troops from Liaodong.

Therefore, the Qing Dynasty can only take advantage of winter and send troops as soon as possible when the roads are still frozen!
  As for whether we can wait until autumn before sending troops?
  Theoretically yes.

But based on the current financial situation of the Qing Dynasty, we cannot tolerate any further delay in the conquest of the dynasty. If we continue to delay the Qing Dynasty, the Qing Dynasty will go bankrupt.

The battle to conquer the dynasty must be put on the agenda as soon as possible!
  When Geluhun heard this, his heart moved. He knew that he had come today.

He got at least three pieces of news from Yongfeng today!
  First of all, Chatai is not dead, only Agui is dead.

Secondly, the Qing government will launch a war against North Korea immediately after the New Year.

The third is the Qing court's battle to conquer the dynasty, which will be led by Fukang'an!
  These three pieces of news all have their value.

If Gelehun can pass these three pieces of information to Ming Dynasty, he will definitely receive a heavy reward.

His family’s life would be much easier too!
  ……

New Year's Day!

Zhu Jianzhuo got up early, dressed and washed under the service of the maid, and prepared to attend the court meeting.

"Your Majesty, Jing'an sent a letter from Nanjing."

Mrs. Liu came in from the outside in a hurry, holding a letter in her hand, walked to Zhu Jiazhuo, and spoke.

Zhu Jianzhuo opened his arms and let the maid take care of his crown clothes.

After hearing what Liu said, he turned around and spoke directly.

"Is it Jing'an's letter? The queen should just open it and read it!"

"I really can't spare any time now!"

Hearing this, Mrs. Liu nodded and said.

"That's fine too!"

After saying this, she tore open the envelope in her hand, unfolded it and read it.

"Your Majesty, Jing'an: Today, the New Year is approaching, the situation in Nanjing has been stabilized, and Jiangnan is in peace. My son should have returned to Guangzhou in person to fulfill his filial piety at the knees of the two elders. However, military affairs are busy, Jiangnan is newly attached, and all kinds of matters are complicated. In fact, Unable to escape, I can only write to express my longing for my relatives..."

Reading her son's handwritten letter, Ms. Liu's face was filled with a heartfelt smile.

Since Zhu Jing'an led his army to the Northern Expedition at the beginning of last year, she has not seen her son for more than half a year, and naturally she misses him.

Now that she saw her son's handwritten letter, Ms. Liu's heart felt intense.

After reading the letter, Mrs. Liu subconsciously looked at her husband and asked. "Your Majesty, Jing'an wants to move to Nanjing as soon as possible after the Chinese New Year. What do you think about this?"

Nanjing is the old capital of the Ming Dynasty and the place where Zhu Yuanzhang ascended the throne and proclaimed himself emperor.

It has extremely important political significance!
  Moving the headquarters to Nanjing, to a certain extent, showed that Ming Dynasty was committed to the Northern Expedition and would never err on the side of peace.

This is a very important thing for the current Ming Dynasty.

Although Mrs. Liu is just a woman, she understands this.

When Zhu Jianzhuo heard this, he also frowned and thought deeply.

After thinking for a moment, Zhu Jianzhuo spoke.

"There is no rush to move the capital for now!"

"When the war situation in Zhejiang, Fujian, and Jiangxi is completely stabilized, it will not be too late to move the camp again."

"It's enough for Nanjing to have Jing'an in charge for the time being!"

Zhu Jianzhuo is still relieved about his son.

In his opinion, if his son is in Jiangnan, there will be no problems with Jiangnan's overall situation.

After his son stabilizes the situation in Jiangnan, he can just pick it up.

Hearing this, Mrs. Liu nodded and said.

"Your Majesty is wise!"

"But I feel that although the relocation is not urgent, we can send people first to send some of Jing'an's wives and concubines to Nanjing."

"First, let Jing'an have a few caring people to serve him!"

"Secondly, it also allows Jing'an to have a son as soon as possible. He is now the crown prince of the Ming Dynasty. How can he do it without a child?"

Zhu Jianzhuo fell into deep thought after hearing this.

After a moment, he nodded and said.

"What the queen said makes sense, that's fine!"

"It just so happens that I also want to hold a grandson!"

Hearing this, Mr. Liu nodded in approval.

At this moment, the maid on the side spoke.

"Your Majesty, it's ready!"

Zhu Jiazhuo nodded slightly, then walked out.

Today is the first day of the new year, everything is changing, and the emperor Zhu Jianzhuo is also very busy.

In addition to holding a large court meeting, he also needed to go outside Guangzhou to pay homage to Xiaoling Mausoleum and worship his ancestors, and he also needed to make sacrifices to heaven and earth...

It’s all trouble!

Of course, Queen Liu also had to accompany her.

Zhu Jianzhuo walked out of his palace and climbed onto the steps with the help of several chamberlains.

Seeing this, Yang He, the eunuch in charge, shouted.

"Get off!"

After his words fell, the sixteen chamberlains raised their arms and walked slowly towards the main hall.

When the imperial chariot arrived outside the main hall, all the civil and military officials from the Guangzhou imperial court bowed down to him.

"I see your Majesty, long live our emperor and may the Ming Dynasty live forever!"

"I see your Majesty, long live our emperor and may the Ming Dynasty live forever!"

"..."

Zhu Jianzhuo got off the steps, and with the support of the chamberlain, he walked to the throne and sat down in front of the throne.

After sitting down, he looked around and spoke confidently.

"Zhu Qing is flat."

After everyone got up from the ground, Zhu Jianzhuo continued.

"At the beginning of the new year, everything is renewed. Our Ming Dynasty is newly established, so naturally it should have a new atmosphere."

"In the new year, my main task in the Ming Dynasty is still to overthrow the brutal rule of the Qing Dynasty in the Central Plains and give our Han people a clear and sunny day..."

After finishing his speech, Zhu Jianzhuo took advantage of the New Year's meeting to read out an imperial edict canonizing the heroes.

The awards were mainly given to the meritorious soldiers in the Battle of Nanjing, as well as monk Wan Yunlong Wan'er and other rebels who joined the Ming Dynasty.

Granted fields, titles, and official posts of gold and silver. The main goal is to follow me and eat meat.

For his first contribution in the Battle of Nanjing, the newly attached general Zuo Guoliang was granted the title of Marquis.

Although even without him dedicating the city, it would not be difficult for the Ming Dynasty to capture Nanjing.

However, it was the old capital of the Ming Dynasty after all, and Zuo Guoliang's contribution to the city was real, and a marquis was worthy of it.

Thousands of gold to buy horse bones!

Of course, although the Marquis is real, he is only a nobleman and not a Spyker.

Before completing the great cause of unifying the world, Zhu Jiazhuo had no intention of letting Shiju go out.

It can be regarded as a carrot in front of the generals!
  In addition, the other generals in the Battle of Nanjing also received rewards.

Those who can be promoted to a peerage can be promoted to a peerage, and those who cannot be promoted to a peerage can be promoted. If promotion and promotion are not possible, there are still substantial rewards such as money and land.

After reading out the imperial edict, Zhu Jiazhuo ordered to retreat from the court.

Almost everyone in the civil and military dynasty resigned and left with happy faces.

Immediately afterwards, the auspicious time had almost arrived, and Zhu Jiazhuo took people to prepare to worship heaven and ancestors.

The most important matter of the country lies in sacrifice and military affairs. Sacrifice matters are very important!
  The new year is about to begin, and Lao Zhu can't help but want to show off to his ancestors what he has achieved last year.

Not only did they recover lost territory in several provinces, but they also took back the graves of Taizu Emperor Gao and his old man. Isn't this a show off?

Although the territory was conquered by his son, do my son and I still need to distinguish between each other?

The lost ground that he had regained, rounding it up, wasn’t it still recovered by him, Lao Zhu?

……

Guangzhou, Nan'an Marquis Mansion!
  Today, the Marquis of Nan'an's Mansion is full of guests, cars and horses are flowing, and there is an endless stream of visiting guests. It can be said to be quite lively.

Marquis of Nan'an is the title given to Monk Wan Yunlong Wan'er. After he surrendered to the Ming Dynasty, he was granted the official position of governor of Fujian and was granted the title of Marquis of Nan'an.

The generals under him also have their own rewards!
  Nowadays, most of this group of people are in Guangzhou, which is better known as debriefing, waiting for the imperial court to assign official positions to them.

The most unpleasant thing to say is that you are receiving salary and rewards from the imperial court and waiting to die.

But there is nothing that can be done about it. The capabilities of these rebel leaders are really limited. It will definitely not be a problem for them to kill with knives and fight for their lives.

But if we expect them to be officials and govern the place, then it would be good if they don't make the place miserable for the people.

However, each one of them has merit.

It won’t work without resettlement!
  Zhu Jianzhuo didn't want to be known as someone who crossed the river and burned the bridge, and he didn't want to let them go out to become officials and harm the people.

You can only spend money to support it!
  Just think of it as spending money to buy fame!

These people have nothing to do in Guangzhou. Those who celebrate the New Year will naturally not forget to come to Big Brother to pay New Year greetings.

Monk Wan'er was wearing a brand-new Marquis robe, standing at the door of his mansion with a glowing face, smiling and holding hands to the old brothers who came to pay New Year's greetings.

"Haha, happy New Year! Happy New Year!"

"Quick, please come inside, please come inside!"

"Go in first. Yun Shen is serving drinks for everyone inside. You drink first while I wait for the other brothers..."

Since arriving in Guangzhou, the Ming Dynasty has promoted him to a higher position and given him a house and land. Monk Wan'er is already a little happy to miss Shu.

He used to think about separatist power and become the local emperor!
  But now he has completely thought about it. When he was a local emperor, he was either worried about the imperial court's encirclement and annihilation, or he was worried about his subordinates backstabbing, and he was always on tenterhooks. How could he be as happy as being completely peaceful now and enjoying the glory and wealth?
  When he led his brothers to rebel against the Qing Dynasty, and fought to the death with the Qing army, wasn't it for glory and wealth?

Now that he has an official position, a title, a mansion, land, gold, silver and beauties, what else is there to be dissatisfied with? (End of chapter)