Chapter 223 Chongguan is angry
"It's unreasonable. Tokugawa shogunate is too much."
Zheng Zhilong was furious and swept the table hard, swept the pen and ink paperweight to the ground. The high-quality Duan inkstone worth hundreds of gold was bought by Wen Hua's white jade paperweight, and was immediately smashed to pieces.
"I am a dignified husband, who has been separated from his wife and children for more than ten years, has been unable to bear it. Today, I am still unable to send my confidant to greet his wife and children. If Tokugawa doesn't let Tokugawa know the consequences, wouldn't the Japanese pirates behave under my Chinese men?"
When you are angry, you will be beautiful, and when you are angry, you will be beautiful.
Zheng Zhilong did not expect that this scene was not fulfilled on Wu Sangui's head, and it actually lit up on his head. The Quanzhou Water and Army still mobilized it, and the news quickly spread to all directions. Then Zheng Zhilong's head was almost not engraved with the word "Love Saint".
Especially in Jiangnan, those dirty literati and poets made up jokes. Tian Chuansong, who was also a beautiful woman in Zheng Zhilong's memory, turned into a beautiful fairy who fascinated Zheng Zhilong. Otherwise, how could Zheng Zhilong still be missed over the years?
After the news was sent back to Anping, Zheng Sen was furious and wished he could bring his troops into Jiangnan.
The filth of literati, the filth of literati... This is the real shamelessness!
Zheng Zhilong was not dissatisfied with this. If you are a great beauty, just a great beauty. If you are a lust, just a lust. He doesn't care now. It's not the time to draw the list. Let them jump up and remember it in the small notebook now and then calculate the general account later.
This is considered to be a "famous master".
And as for the title...
Then, when the Tartars went to Jiangnan in history, they had a good reputation? But even after promulgating the shaving orders that triggered countless uprisings, the Tartars still gained a foothold in the Central Plains with the knife handle in their hands?
When Zheng Zhilong entered Jiangnan one day, his strength would never be worse than that of the Qing Dynasty. He would crush the gentry of Jiangnan with absolute advantages!
In Yanjing City, Dorgon couldn't hold his mouth until he got the news. He really didn't want to believe what he saw. Zheng Zhilong actually traveled thousands of miles to lead the troops to Japan for a woman. "Can such a man be the enemy of my Qing Dynasty?"
They don't care about the overall situation at all.
At this time, if Zheng Zhilong led his army to overwhelm Qilu or went directly outside the pass, Dorgon would be in trouble. He had been worried about this before. The ice on the sea melted, and the Zheng navy should make a fuss again. He never thought that Zheng Zhilong would run to Japan.
"This is really God helping me to the Qing Dynasty." Dorgon thought of this time last year. At that time, he was also a dilemma. As a result, news came from North Korea that Zheng Zhibao and the Shui Army ran to Seoul to go wild. But this year he didn't have any worries for a few days, and now Zheng Zhilong ran away again...
"Tell Nikan, quickly lead troops to take Yanzhou. Then tell Kong Yinzhi that I will spare him for his previous sins because of his general knowledge, but Liu Zeqing told him to hold on. As long as Liu Zeqing is correct, Guo Sheng is still ready to take action?"
Dorgon's words revealed a lot of information.
Kong Yinzhi not only had connections with the Qing Dynasty, but seemed to have lost sincerity. However, thinking about the Kong family's "behavioral rules", such actions are not surprising. The real focus is Liu Zeqing of Jinan Prefecture. His grandson has a good relationship with Kong Yinzhi. If it is anyway, Guo Sheng can do nothing. It would be a great luck not to die in Jinan.
Qi Chongge was busy nodding, and the Qing Dynasty was not with Tianyou. Otherwise, why would Zheng Zhilong have been using bad moves in succession? Look, Zheng Zhilong is just a general, not a real handsome talent.
He raised an army because of anger and ignored the overall situation. This has exposed his flaws. He has no general situation in his eyes, and there is no overall situation in the world. Can such a person still have a big ambition?
But the Regent is different. It is a real grand plan and a broad mind.
It's like two chess players are playing, one is fighting off the moves, and no matter how sharp the move is, it is definitely not as good as the other one who takes one step and looks at three steps.
Just wait for the Great Purge to purge the northern part and destroy Li Zicheng, let's see who else in the southern country will be the enemy of the Qing Dynasty? The great wish that the ancestors (referring to the Jin Kingdom) could not fulfill, but now the future generations will have to make this wish for them.
"Is there any news coming from Zhangjiakou?" Dorgon calmed down a little excitedly and immediately asked Qi Chongge.
"Return to the Regent, Suksaha has replied. The eight families led by the Fan family are indeed loyal to me. The imperial court recruited the poor Mongolians, and they paid for money and food, which cost no less than 300,000. Now Zhangjiakou has gathered no less than 300,000 Mongolian soldiers." Qi Chongge could not hear bad words from the Fan family and others.
Fan Yongdou was in charge of the salt scent before, and the three thousand salt scents had already been in his pocket.
The first batch of 200,000 salt intakes, a total of 4 million taels of silver, has now been won by Dorgon. Fan Yong's contribution is in the country.
As for whether Fan Yongdou was cheating or using it for private use when selling salt, who would care? He got the money.
And as long as you need it, the next batch of 100,000 can be sold immediately. Even the (Manchu) court could use the salt invoice directly as money.
"There are three thousand people, and there are already three thousand people. Including the group of people who entered Beijing in February, there are more than five thousand. Good thing, okay. As long as my Qing Dynasty's soldiers are strong, will the thousands of miles of the Central Plains not let my Eight Banners gallop?"
Although the Qing Dynasty did not capture land or grab houses after entering the Central Plains, the income of the Tartars after entering the Pass was really generous. The difference was that they had entered the billionaire class in one step, but now they have entered the highly developed capital society, throwing the well-off society out of three streets.
Just look at the summer and autumn taxes in the entire Northern Zhili (deficient Tianjin), and the Qing Dynasty made a lot of money.
And after enjoying a relatively warm winter, the Tartars asked them to return to their hometowns outside the city, and they were all unwilling to do so.
The wind and snow in the Central Plains are still very big in Zheng Zhilong's eyes, but in the eyes of the Tartars, it is a small and refreshing. Just like the Russians saw Heilongjiang, you have not really experienced the storm and blizzards in Siberia, and you cannot experience that feeling.
Therefore, the current love for the Central Plains is also extremely hot. It is a bit like the Russians' desire for temperate areas.
"Fan Yongdou is a loyal man. He paid so much money and had such a deep connection with my Qing Dynasty. He was already tied to the back of my Qing Dynasty. This person is very useful." Dorgon saw it very thoroughly.
Not to mention anything else, the Fan family has paid so much money for the Qingqing period. If Emperor Chongzhen comes back, it will be impossible for him to bypass Fan Yongdou.
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Alatan ate the thick-dough cake in his hand voraciously. There was a bowl of fragrant broth next to it. He broke the thick-dough cake and soaked it in a soup bowl. It tasted the most delicious. But Alatan was not the old man who had been attracted for many days. He came to Zhangjiakou three days ago and broke the bread and soaked it in a bowl. This way of eating it seemed too wasteful to him. He directly ate the cake, and it was just one of seven or eight bites. This was so satisfying and he could eat more.
He did not envy those who broke the cakes at all. Perhaps after ten days and half a month, he would become accustomed to such food, just like the silk worn by the nobles on the grassland. But now Alatan only wants to eat the most cakes in the shortest time.
The cakes in his hand were made of millet and grains and noodles, and they were steamed yellow and fragrant. The foods taken out by the Fan family and the others were all good. Even if they had poor food, they would not tamper with this matter.
This recruitment of troops is a major event for the court, it concerns the country and the wealth of their family. You can't be careless.
Just like Dorgon thought, how could Fan Yongdou and the eight great masters not knowing what would happen to them? They can no longer turn back!
This is the sixth cake Alatan has eaten, and he has drunk a large bowl of broth. Ordinary people are afraid that their belly is full of thirst, so they can't stuff them. But Alatan's belly is like a bottomless pit, and he can still eat it.
While eating pancakes and drinking broth, he stared at two big buckets not far away. One was a bun, and the old one had a sharp bucket of cakes, which were piled up even more sharp than a yurt. Now he was afraid that half of them would be left. The other wooden bucket was full of broth, with bones and meat inside. But now it must be nothing. There was only the fragrant broth.
Alatanke didn't dislike having no meat at all, he even drank the broth beautifully.
But when he watched others take pancakes from the bucket and scoop soup from the bucket, he felt anxious and felt it hurt. He always felt that he was in a loss.
Because others eat too much, they eat less. Even if the portion is not something he can eat at all.
But in Alatan on the grassland, he hasn't seen oil and water a few times a year, right? He can't even think about this kind of cake that he can eat when he let go.
Yes, if there were such good days on the prairie, why did he come to Zhangjiakou to join the army?
After eating the cakes in his hand in a few seconds, Alatan ran for two steps and grabbed two cakes in the wooden barrel and stuffed them into his mouth. Then he added another bowl of broth. He held the spoon and stirred it hard at the bottom of the bucket. A few minced meat appeared with the soup.
The two pancakes fell into his stomach again. Because he was eating too fast, Alatan was choked and breathed. He quickly took a big sip of the broth before he could breathe. He stroked his swollen belly and burped comfortably. Then he stood up again...
Hum, Waiwai went down to the sun, and Alatan basked the sun beautifully.
I really have never lived such a good life in my dreams.
As the bottom herder on the grassland, he hasn't really eaten enough for several years, and his life is better than the slaves below. Who said that Changsheng Tian is not open to his eyes? The winters of these years are particularly cold. When the snow disaster in winter, if the cattle and sheep in the family are frozen to death, the whole family will be ruined.
Alatan's name is very auspicious, and it means "jin" in Mongolian. But since he was born, he had a bad life and could not get any gold. When his father followed the nobles from the tribe to fight south and never came back, the whole family was completely in decline.
He and his younger brother could only make a living by grazing sheep for the Yan.
This time he came to join the army, and that was no choice.
Because Na Yan (the leader) of the tribe said that when he went to Zhangjiakou to join the army, he would go to the Central Plains to make a fortune. The southerners in the Central Plains were cowardly and wealthy. If they wanted to get rich, they should rob the Han people.
Alatan sneered at this. If the wealth of the Han people was easy to grab, his father would not go back. But Alatan still came. Because in this way, his mother could get a sheep from Nayan.
His family will be better.
Chapter completed!