Fulin said: "According to the gentleman's intention, is he suspicious that Qian Qiao Gongfei sincerely surrendered to my Qing Dynasty?"

Hong Chengchou nodded and said, "Although there is no evidence, it is difficult to explain the suspicion."

"Then why should I reuse him?"

Hong Chengchou sighed lightly: "Your Majesty, when I was captured, I was also devoted to the full ritual of the Ming Dynasty."

Fu Shi was stunned and said, "Mr. I mean, even if Qian Qiao surrenders sincerely, I will make him sincere?"

"The emperor is wise." Hong Chengchou bowed and said, "Those who can tolerate others will win the world. Only by accepting the talents of the world and being used by the emperor can the Qing Dynasty truly sit firmly in the world. The population of bannermen is far inferior to that of the Han people. Only by allowing all the talents among the Han people to serve the emperor can the Han people in the world truly surrender to the emperor's feet."

Fu Shi stood up and bowed to Hong Chengchou solemnly, "Thank you for your advice, Mr. Fu Lin is polite."

Hong Chengchou quickly knelt down and bowed and said, "I dare not accept such a great gift from the emperor."

Bumubutai looked at the king and his ministers getting along with each other, and a smile appeared on his face.

She was indeed relieved that Huang Taiji died early and his son was too young.

As a widow, she not only wanted to appease Dorgon, but also suppress Dorgon and prevent his power from expanding too much.

This is indeed too difficult. Now I am extremely pleased to see my son growing up day by day and there are wise ministers around me.

....

The next day, Shen Zhiyuan, who received the order of the Qing court, was stunned.

Did you agree to go north to accept the reward?

What about the Tongzhi of Huaian Prefecture and General Huaian who agreed to be?

Why did it become the commander-in-chief and deputy commander-in-chief of the New Musket Army?

Shen Zhiyuan originally wanted to manage and grow well in Huai'an Prefecture so that he could establish a great achievement when Wu fought for the Northern Expedition. But now, the Qing court issued an imperial edict to not only keep the two in the capital, but also to allow more than 2,000 people from Xinghua to go north and form a new army of Laoshizi Muskets.

This is equivalent to completely cutting off Shen Zhiyuan and Qian Qiao's hope of rebelling again. You must know that just two or three thousand people want to defect from the capital is a fool. Even if each of them is Feng Zhang Fei's rebirth, he may not be able to do it.

What scares the two even more is that Hong Chengchou, who had personally sent the imperial edict, also "kindly" revealed "good news" that the emperor and the empress dowager valued them. The empress dowager was personally selecting the women of the bannermen, and the emperor even wanted to give the two their marriages in person. A grace decree will come soon.

Now Qian Qiaogong was angry. He beat Shen Zhiyuan with old fists and scolded him, "Are you satisfied now? The false surrender has become a real surrender. I still think about relisting the Qian family tree in a year or two... Are you satisfied now? You are going to marry a Tartar wife, how do you ask me to go back?... Are you talking, are you determined by your ability thousands of miles away?"

This time it was a real fight. Although Shen Zhiyuan had been training for more than a year under Wu Zheng's forced, compared with Qian Qiaogong, that's really not the case.

Qian Qiaogong is not only half a head taller than Shen Zhiyuan, but also much stronger.

Under Qian Qiaogong's beating, Shen Zhiyuan hugged his head and cried, and how could he have time to answer Qian Qiaogong's question?

Finally, Qian Qiaogong stopped, and beating people will be tired, right?

Qian Qiaogong's breathing skills.

Shen Zhiyuan raised his nose, his face oozed with bloody face at the corner of his mouth, and said aggrievedly: "It's so fierce... do you really want to beat me to death?"

"You made me live without any shame. Not only did I want to kill you, but I also wanted to wipe my neck with a knife." Qian Qiaogong glared at me, raised his hand and wanted to hit him again, scaring Shen Zhiyuan so much that he rushed ten feet away.

"Come here."

"I can't go."

"I'll let you come."

"I can't beat you to death."

...The two of them crossed their waists, like two exhausted roosters, confronting each other.

Finally, Chen Zhiyuan was convinced, and he smiled and said, "It's not, it's not. Even if we are in Cao's camp and are in the heart of Han, we can just understand what's going on in our hearts. What do others say?"

Qian Qiaogong became even more angry when he heard this. He stood up suddenly and pointed at Chen Zhiyuan and cursed: "A man wants to have shame, and the elders in his hometown pointed at the backbone and scolded him... You, you... I wish I could tear you!"

After scolding this, Qian Qiaogong's eyes turned red and said, "When my father was implicated by the world because of me, how could I survive? You... I really regret why I came to you... I regret not not listening to Wu Zheng's advice. If I had known the result was like this, I would rather..."

Chen Zhiyuan slowly stood up, and he began to get excited. He said in a crying voice: "I'm training in the military academy. You dragged me into the water with a stern face. I also brought three hundred brothers out and stole hundreds of guns... If it weren't for you, how could I have fallen to this point? Well, you've blamed me all now? He's hitting me so hard?"

Speaking of this, there were tears in Chen Zhiyuan's eyes. The man was bleeding but not crying, but he was not sad.

Seeing Chen Zhiyuan's eyes turned red, Qian Qiaogong felt pity and his face slowly calmed down.

But without thinking, Chen Zhiyuan continued, "Do you think I am willing to marry a Tartar wife? I also want to make great contributions and go back to propose marriage to Wu Zheng! Now, Wu Xiaomei looks down on me even more!"

Qian Qiaogong was stunned when he heard this, and for a while, he shouted and jumped up and rushed straight to Chen Zhiyuan.

So, there was another chasing chase.

Accompanied by angry scolding, wailing cry, gasping... and fists hit the flesh.

After a long time, I finally calmed down.

The two lay side by side in the woods of Xianliang Temple, gasping for breath.

"What should I do?" Qian Qiaogong asked panting.

“…?”

"What should I do?" Qian Qiaogong's voice became louder.

Chen Zhiyuan said with hissing and said angrily: "How can I do what to do? It would be fine if you said they wanted to form musketeers, but just recruit Manchus to form them. Who would have thought that the Tartars would fall in love with more than 2,000 of us?"

Qian Qiaogong said annoyedly: "Actually, I should be able to think about it, but after trusting you these days, I became unwilling to think about it... Now, the yellow mud fell into my crotch... Otherwise, we can't obey the order?"

Chen Zhiyuan stared at Qian Qiaogong strangely, "It's easy to bend your head at most. But what should you do if you have more than 2,000 people? Once you and I die, they will be wiped out by the Qing army. Haven't you heard that Dorgon led an army of 150,000 to cross the Yellow River and heading south?"

Qian Qiao said annoyedly: "It is better to die even if you die on the bad reputation of a traitor."

Chen Zhiyuan said happily: "If you want to die, die. I don't want to die, and I don't want to die innocently... I have to go back and marry Wu Xiaomei."

"You... are timid!"

"Qian Qiaogong! It's time to stop!" Chen Zhiyuan glared back, "I'm not afraid of death, but I just don't imagine what you said to die in vain. If you don't beheaded, what's the benefit of the people of the world and the general? Besides, it's easy for you and me to die, and it's a big sin to implicate those more than 2,000 people to die in vain."
Chapter completed!