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Volume One Chapter 470 Great Victory Great Change

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    It has been two days since the war ended, but there is still no peace around Guangping. Many broken Tatar troops are still scattered around. The Anhui army sent a large number of manpower, plus local people, to hunt down these Tatars. They would not  Let one go.  Just when everything was in chaos, a group of people did not avoid danger and came directly to Guangping.  "We congratulate the prince for his unparalleled military service, bravery and bravery, defeating the Tatars, and eradicating the evil spirits. His achievements are unparalleled, far superior to Wei Huo's." Wu Shouye and his gang bowed and saluted, their faces covered with dust.  Gu Zhenhua also smiled and said: "I have long known that you businessmen have the sharpest noses. Congratulations on your victory are one thing. I'm afraid you have other things to do, right?" Wu Shouye chuckled: "I can't hide anything from the prince. Before I humble my position,  Come, I really have something important to ask the prince to agree to. " "I encourage industry and commerce. As long as it doesn't break the law, I will give my full support." Wu Shouye looked at the people behind him, and everyone smiled and said, "Old Wu, just go with me.  "My lord, tell me." "Yes." Wu Shouye said with a smile, "My lord, you encourage opening up the sea and trading with the West. The profits are indeed huge, but there are only a lot of Western cargo ships coming to trade with China, and few Chinese cargo ships go to the West.  Although the journey is thousands of miles away, the profit is many times greater. We cannot let the West take all of it. We are also preparing to build an ocean-going fleet and head directly to the West. " "Okay, we are ambitious!" Gu Zhenhua laughed and said: "Now.  The Manchus have nothing to worry about, and Mongolia has also suffered heavy losses. Within ten years, the northern border will be peaceful. I advocate going all out to the south, building a large navy, large-scale trade, and expanding the territory. But what to do.  They are all inseparable from ships. If you want to build ships, you must give them your full support. I will ask them to come up with a subsidy method. If you build ships, I will provide subsidies. " All these businessmen's eyes lit up. Gu Zhenhua is indeed enlightened. He does not need to pay money to the court for shipbuilding.  It was an unexpected blessing to receive the subsidy.  Wu Shouye suppressed the excitement in his heart and continued: "Your Majesty, wood must be used to build a ship. The bigger the ship, the better the wood must be used. Today, there are only two sources of wood. One is from the Nanyang Sea. As long as they can afford it, Western merchants will  Will sell it to us.¡± Ming Dynasty¡¯s shipbuilding was an act of cutting off the lifeblood of the West, and it had to buy wood from the West.  It seems ironic, but this is the case in this era. As long as you can afford enough money, you can even buy the rope to hang them from a businessman.  "As for the second way, it's in the deep mountains of Yunnan and Guizhou. There are a lot of big trees there, but, just" Gu Zhenhua said with a smile: "It's just that the road is difficult, and it's not easy to transport them out." Wu Shouye said hurriedly: "Your Majesty Mingjian  In the past, when Anhui defeated the Tatars, they would auction off many prisoners. I heard that there were hundreds of thousands of prisoners captured this time. If they could be sent to the southwest to build roads, they would definitely get twice the result with half the effort.  " Having captured so many prisoners, Gu Zhenhua was also thinking about how to deal with them. Some generals suggested killing them all, just like Bai Qi did back then.  Swear to everyone, what will happen if you invade the Central Plains.  It¡¯s not that Gu Zhenhua hasn¡¯t thought about it, he just thinks it¡¯s a bit wasteful to kill hundreds of thousands of people casually.  After hearing the voices of these businessmen, Gu Zhenhua gradually came up with a huge plan.  "Everyone, I allowed you to purchase overseas slaves before. But now it seems that the Central Plains is so vast and there are too many places that need people. These Tatar prisoners are all used as slaves and can be sold on the market like animals.  All captured prisoners will be dealt with in this way in the future. Prisoners can be used to build roads, build water conservancy, and your factories. "The initial accumulation of capital must be full of blood, and Gu Zhenhua knows it well.  Let the Tatars be sacrificed, and the hundreds of thousands of Eight Banners disciples are the best laborers. Using their blood and sweat to usher in the era of capital can be regarded as atonement for them!  The merchants just wanted to get some prisoners of war, but they didn't know that an unprecedentedly favorable slaveholding policy was coming. They were simply overjoyed. They admired His Highness the Liao King's enlightenment.  Some people taste the joy of victory, while others have to endure the bitter consequences of failure.  Dorgon's carriage, escorted by his close associates, quickly headed north.  When the ruler of the Qing Dynasty heard the news about the loss of Shandong, he spat out another mouthful of blood and passed out.  Fan Wencheng's heart was completely cold. Shandong was the flank of the capital. After it fell, the capital was like a ripe peach, and there was no place to stand in the pass.  Are you retreating to the bitter cold outside the customs again? Fan Wencheng's whole body gets chills when he thinks of the ice and snow. I'm afraid his old bones won't be able to hold on any longer!  In fact, it¡¯s not just him. Outside the Pass, it is a typical law of the jungle. The rise of the Manchu Qing Dynasty is based on the corpses of countless tribes. Now all their essence has been consumed. If they return to the Pass, they will be torn into pieces. I don¡¯t know how they died!    The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became. Fan Wencheng suddenly wanted to find someone to discuss it with. He couldn't help but ask: "Where is the Bachelor Ning? Where has he gone?" When the people around him heard this, they looked around and saw that Ning Wan and I were actually there.  Lost trace.  When Fan Wencheng looked at it, he suddenly frowned and his three souls and seven souls floated away. Ning Wan is different from others. He is familiar with all the inside stories of the Manchu Qing Dynasty. If they fall into the hands of Gu Zhenhua, they may not be able to fly.  Fan Wencheng shouted in horror: "Hurry, go to Quzhou quickly, don't let the Ming army catch up!" Fan Wencheng didn't react slowly, but there was someone faster than him, and that was the Hussar!  Taking out Dorgon's whereabouts from Ning Wanwo's mouth, Yue Polu immediately led his troops and chased north. Not only him, but also Zhou Yingjie was not far behind. The car camp suffered heavy losses in the battle, and they were all holding back for a while.  Stock energy, who can fall behind when it comes to revenge!  Two strong soldiers were chasing after them, and the distance between the two sides was quickly closing.  "Fan, Mr. Fan, I can't survive!" Hearing Dorgon's voice, Fan Wencheng hurriedly reined in his horse and looked into the car. He saw Dorgon panting like an ox, his face as pale as a chicken bone, his eyes  He stared wide open, but there was no luster inside at all, and his eyes were a little scattered.  Seeing this, Fan Wencheng's heart skipped a beat and he hurriedly ran in front of Dorgon. Tunqi and others also gathered around him.  Dorgon turned around hard and looked at everything, showing a bitter gourd-like smile.  "Mr. Fan, if you have any other news, please tell me. I can hold on." Fan Wencheng said with tears in his eyes: "Master, the Mongolian tribes in Handan keep running away. I'm afraid that if the news spreads, they will  The birds and beasts dispersed. " The corner of Dorgon's mouth moved, wanting to curse something, but he took it back and said with a bitter smile: "I, I was defeated by Gu Zhenhua in the end. Listen, you people, the Qing Dynasty is over.  Stop struggling. Get out of the pass as soon as possible. There is still a chance of survival. If you stay in the pass, life is worse than death!" Hearing such desolate and heartless words, all the Beizi Belle present burst into tears.  "Prince Regent, it is difficult to survive in the bitter cold land outside the Pass. If we retreat outside the Pass, some people may not be able to bear it, and the Ming Dynasty army will also chase us from behind. I'm afraid it will be countless times more difficult." Looking at these people complaining incessantly,  As a descendant of the Eight Banners, Dorgon suddenly felt a sense of sadness.  Only a few years after entering the customs, the children of the Eight Banners have lost their former wildness. They are afraid of cold, starvation, and killing. Are they still the children of the Eight Banners?  "Listen!" Dorgon said with anger and trembling lips: "No matter how difficult it is, it is not as difficult as when the old Khan started his business! You are the descendants of Aixinjueluo, and the secret of Aixinjueluo's survival is tenacity! We  You can eat raw meat, but you can drink snow water, you can kneel down to your enemies, and you can recognize thieves as your father. Only the most shameless people can survive. All you have to do is live like a wolf again. " Dorgon kept coughing when he said this.  Fan Wencheng hurriedly supported him and said anxiously: "Master, you have to take care of the dragon body, the Qing Dynasty still relies on you to support it!" "Hahaha, Mr. Fan, the loser has nothing, send a message to Gu Zhenhua  Well, I am willing to go to the country and hand over the capital, as long as he can clear a way out, under what conditions" Before Dorgon could finish speaking, suddenly there was a sound of horse hooves approaching from far away.  "Dorgon is right in front, don't let the Tatars go!" Yue Polu and Tang Zhanxiong led the winged cavalry swarming down the hillside and pounced on the Tatars like wolves and tigers.  It was the hussars that kicked off the Tatars' disastrous defeat. The Tatars now had no courage to face them. With just a charge, the Tatars were so frightened that they fled in all directions, without caring about their regent.  Stepping on the bodies of the Tatars, they rushed to the front of Dorgon's carriage.  Tunqi, these Beizi Baylor generals and guards all drew out their weapons, gritted their teeth and faced him.  But facing the long lances, they were of no use at all. As soon as they came back, they were stabbed through the body, and Tunqi's head was smashed by random shots.  "Protect the master, take the master away!" Fan Wencheng shouted in a hoarse voice, but no one was willing to pay attention to him.  At this point, who can care about others? Saving one's own life is more important than anything else.  These Tatars were scrambling to escape, and Dorgon was on the carriage, staring with lifeless eyes, looking at his subordinates fleeing everywhere, feeling angry and sad.  The Eight Banners that reigned supreme throughout the world were gone, and from now on the Han people would dominate. This would remain the case for thousands of years.  Vaguely, a tall and majestic figure appeared in front of him.  It was this guy who single-handedly destroyed the Qing Dynasty¡¯s dream of sweeping the world.  He is still so young, and the arrogant soldiers under his command have been a nightmare for the people outside the customs for decades. I don¡¯t know how many people there are.I will die in the hands of this bloody butcher.  Thinking of this, the charming Bumbutai flashed before Dorgon's eyes. He was inexplicably frightened and suddenly stretched out his withered hand to grab the phantom in front of him.  "I will strangle you to death, strangle you to death!" In the frantic shouting, Dorgon lost the last bit of strength and fell under the carriage.  Cavalry rushed up from all sides and surrounded him.  "Dorgon has been caught, Dorgon has been caught!" "The Tatar leader is finished, the Tatars are finished!" The roar suddenly sounded, and the other soldiers all shouted in agreement, and the suffocation in their chests was swept away.  Not just these soldiers, people all over the world were caught up in excitement.  Wherever the news of Quang Binh¡¯s victory spread, there was a sea of ??joy. Every household set off firecrackers and talked and laughed.  The Tatars are finished!  Anyone who meets them will always use these five words. Over the years, the Tatars have been a big stone in the hearts of the people, weighing heavily on them. Now they are finally put aside. Everyone can enjoy peace, and those who fled can also return to their hometowns.  Now, you no longer have to worry about shaving your hair and changing clothes, and you will never become a slave again!  "Long live the King of Liao, long live the King of Liao!" I don't know who was the first to shout out, but more and more people are shouting, even if some people think it's inappropriate and want to remind them that the King of Liao is only a thousand years old, the real long live is the little emperor Zhu Cixiang  .  But this voice was quickly drowned out.  The knight who reported the victory immediately spread the news to Kaifeng. Li Jibo, Yan Yingyuan and others who stayed behind were waiting anxiously. They finally won!  Yan Yingyuan was so happy that he ran away. The dignified court officials were like children, shouting wherever they went.  Until my legs could no longer run, and my voice became hoarse.  When the common people saw this scene, they all smiled heartily, and Kaifeng became excited. The common people lined up to burn incense and pray at the Martyrs' Shrine, and everyone showed a relaxed smile.  "Master Yan, what are your plans?" Li Jibo asked with a smile.  Yan Yingyuan said in a hoarse voice: "Mr. Li, of course he went to comfort the army and prepare to pay for the dead and injured soldiers. Moreover, I am afraid that the prince will continue the Northern Expedition to recapture the capital, and he also needs to prepare food, wages and weapons." "Hahaha, these are all due.  It¡¯s just that Master Yan has never thought about it. After this battle, the general situation of the world has been determined. Should we take action on some things that the prince is unwilling to do, inconvenient to do, and cannot do? " Yan Yingyuan is quite keen, so he naturally listens.  Seeing the unusualness in his words, he asked in horror: "Mr. Li, are you planning tothis is regicide!" Li Jibo stood up and smiled slightly: "Only those who deserve the word "king" are called regicides.  , What is a little kid? The prince is sometimes very cruel and decisive, but there are also some things that are kind to women. The methods of restricting the power of the king discussed in the Zhongzhou Forum may not be the prince's sincerity.  The days of one surname are over, and the world belongs to everyone!" Yan Yingyuan woke up from the shock, and he couldn't help but ask: "Mr. Li, you are saying that the prince wants Zhu Cihong to be a virtual king." "  That's right, otherwise why go to all this trouble and shake the foundation of the monarchy?" Li Jibo smiled and said: "But the prince thought it was simple after all. The Zhu family has been the emperor for hundreds of years and has a big tree with deep roots. It is not possible to eradicate them completely.  , Sooner or later, we will fight back. What's more, we people will never be Conglong heroes. I am old and don't want to fight, but what about those generals, can they be willing to do so?  If there will be trouble in the future, it is better to get rid of Zhu Cixi as soon as possible and help the prince ascend the throne!" Yan Yingyuan suddenly fell into deep thought after hearing this. Killing the emperor was definitely something he could not even think about.  But as for not killing, Zhu Cihong was the biggest stumbling block. The new policy launched by Gu Zhenhua was so broad that it could not be implemented except by the monarch.  Li Jibo looked at Yan Yingyuan who was in a dilemma and said with a smile: "You should just keep getting messed up!" r1152
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