Beiyang new warlord

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At this time, a piece of paper was suddenly stuffed into the car window.

"Master, take a romantic trip to the Japanese hot springs, let's find out!"

In a fit of anger, still want to place an advertisement?Zhou Yanru grabbed the leaflet and wanted to throw it out, but before tearing it up, he was stunned again.

A leaflet will be blocked for future generations, with Mt. A few lines of Japanese language are written like the action + romance movies of the later generations of the island country, and the registration location is Tianjin Wei.

"Go and see!"

Anyway, frustrated in the officialdom, Zhou Yanru slapped lazily.

Chapter 475. An Unprecedented Great Victory

On one side Zhou Yanru left the capital in a daze, on the other side was the sound of gongs and drums, firecrackers, red flags waving, and a sea of ​​people. On both sides of the road, tens of thousands of people in the capital were watching, and on both sides of the mission were sergeants. Carrying heavy shields and guarding on both sides, after all, the Qing Dynasty and the Ming Dynasty had a deep blood feud, and I don't know how many families of these watching people died in the hands of the invading Qing army.

Daming can't move now!It is rare for the Qing people to take the initiative to ask for peace, which is a huge step down for Chongzhen. No one dares to let this matter go wrong, and it will really not be enough to chop off a few heads.

"This envoy, this way please!"

Luo Yangxing, the commander of Jinyiwei, also came out to lead the way in person, and led the way in front, which was more ostentatious than Zhou Yanru.

It's just that Fan Wencheng, who was following behind him, had a mustache with a money mouse tail, and wore a coral pearl and a crown, but Fan Wencheng raised his head arrogantly while watching this scene.

If it wasn't for the unreasonable Dongjiang, these people are also worthy of negotiating peace with me?

The gate of the capital city, which had been tightly shut by the Qing army twice, was opened in front of him with a bang, and Chen Xinjia, the Minister of the Ministry of War, who had just been released from the prison, was also waiting at the gate for a long time. Fan Wencheng was his savior, but this Chen Xinjia As if obviously not grateful, an old face was twitching like a cramp, and he was holding his fists there as if he was paralyzed.

"I have seen your envoy, Your Majesty, as an official, welcomes your envoy to the Honglu Temple, please come here!"

Here, the civil servants of Ming Dynasty played tricks. Honglu Temple was a place to entertain envoys from the vassal states, but Huang Taiji had already proclaimed himself emperor, and made it clear that he wanted to be on an equal footing with Daming, yet he entertained Fan Wencheng to that kind of place. Deliberately want to overwhelm the Qing Dynasty.

They can't beat people on the battlefield, and these scholar-bureaucrats of the Ming Dynasty can only play tricks here. It's okay, Fan Wencheng, Ning Wan and I are just a few run-down scholars. Lost to the type who have never seen the world and don't know the connotation of this, Fan Wencheng didn't object, so he followed.

Along the way, there were tens of thousands of onlookers in the capital, and some even threw trash and vegetable leaves at them, but the unlucky ones were not Fan Wencheng and his party, but Jin Yiwei who came as the guards.

At noon, in order to show the wealth of the heavenly kingdom, Chongzhen also gave an extra imperial banquet. Although it was not as ostentatious as the full banquet of the Man and Han in later generations, it still had dozens of dishes.

It's just that what Chongzhen didn't expect was that looking at these delicacies that he had spared no effort to spare, whether it was Fan Wencheng, the Hanchen or the accompanying ministers, all of them showed jealousy and greed on their faces. Come.

There is a shortage of food in Liaodong this year, to the point where even dignitaries like them have to live in tight clothes!

After another greedy state banquet, the contract got down to business.

"What exactly does your country want to conclude a contract with me, Daming?"

The actual content of the negotiations had to be in private, and it was impossible to get the glamorous imperial front. In front of the Chongzhen Emperor, there could only be the humble worship of the envoys of the feudal kingdom.And even though it was the Qing Dynasty himself who came to seek peace this time, Chen Xinjia was a sensible person. The Ming Empire had little to put on the negotiating table. He invited Fan Wencheng to the study room, and he asked straightforward questions.

Fan Wencheng's answer was very straightforward when Mao Jue's cavalry forced him to his brows.

"My emperor is willing to live in peace with the Ming Dynasty, but the Ming Dynasty must recognize the current borders of the Qing Dynasty! And open Ningyuan, Shanhaiguan, and Qiangziling as a horse market, and provide me with 1 taels of gold and 50 silver every year. Ten thousand taels! 30 shi of food."

This price has been reduced by more than half compared to when Chen Xinjia was impeached. After issuing a gift list, I read it very seriously.

"And every year, the Qing Dynasty will give back to Daming five thousand catties of human body, ten thousand furs, ten dendrobium pearls, and some velvet antlers."

Although it is a bit of a strong buy and sell, but anyway, the two sides have come and gone, like the meaning of the old coins in the Song Dynasty, which disappeared invisible, so that the crow mouths of the speech officials could not find a reason to attack.Chen Xinjia has been dead for a while, and he doesn't have the sentiment to bargain for the country and the people like the virtuous Prime Minister Kou Zhun, and he is almost about to agree.

Say yes, the negotiation is stuck here.

"No! In the whole world, is it the land of the king! There is no two days in the sky, and there is no two kings in the country! You and other marginal tribes, barbarians, dare to be the king alongside the Ming emperor?"

"As long as Dongyao still surpasses and proclaims himself emperor for one day, there will be no peace between Daming and Dongyao!"

The one who stood up filled with righteous indignation was Liu Hongxun, Minister of the Honghe Temple. His words were really impassioned and imposing, but Chen Xinjia almost pulled out his stool to beat someone!No peace?You don't need to go to the battlefield! Now there are only [-] people from Wu Sangui and Tangtong left in Liaozhen, and the nine sides are all empty. The only main force in the Central Plains, Zuo Liangyu, is still confronting the intruders in Zhuxian Town. What do you do? beat?

"Lord Liu!"

"Chen Gebu, do you still want to lose power and humiliate the country? Are you insulting my Majesty?"

The rotten Confucian Liu Hongxun's eyes widened with anger, and he let out a righteous voice. Chen Xinjia, who was stunned, choked back his words. He knew that these lip-smackers were great, so he simply didn't say a word, planning to go back and leave the burden to Chongzhen. If you want to continue the negotiation, kick this rotten scholar and get out!

These words really made Fan Wencheng embarrassed. The reason why the bottom line of the negotiation was set so low and there were still back and forth was because the Qing Dynasty urgently needed to achieve peace with Ming Dynasty, and then used this contract to force Mao Jue to withdraw the cavalry However, no matter how magnanimous Huang Taiji was, Fan Wencheng was not given room to negotiate with him on the throne. If Huang Taiji abdicated, he was also worried that he would lose his head when he returned, so Fan Wencheng shook his head fiercely.

"The emperor of my family is a descendant of the Great Jin Kingdom, a descendant of the royal family, and the blood of the Wanyan family flows in his blood. Even if Daming is a descendant of Zhu Zi, he was a minister in the Song Dynasty at that time! My throne in the Qing Dynasty will never abdicate. !"

"Besides, you can think about it! Now the Qing Dynasty won the battlefield, and you and the Liao Governor Hong Chengchou surrendered to the Qing Dynasty. My lord admires the Ming Emperor as the Lord of the Heavenly Dynasty. That's why he is willing to take the lead in peace talks. If your country doesn’t know what is good and what is bad, our Qing army will break through and enter, and get more than these!”

These words made Chen Xinjia tremble violently. Hong Chengchou was taken into captivity, and the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty thought he had died in due diligence. A few days ago, Emperor Chongzhen even held a public sacrifice. He could never have imagined that he would rebel and surrender! Even Hong Chengchou Are you not optimistic about Daming?If this news gets out, I'm afraid it will cause another shock in the court.

But Liu Hongxun didn't seem to hear this most worthy of concern, and ignored Fan Wencheng's threats.

"The fierceness of swords and soldiers can't beat the courtesy! Your slave chieftain wants to raise troops in the Central Plains. Even if you let him come, I will greet him as a thief chieftain with millions of soldiers! But if you wait for the thief chieftain to revoke the title of Chaoyue Emperor, Daming will never I will make peace with you and trade with each other!"

Chen Xinjia almost cried, a million heroes, a million heroes born in your family!I really don't need your old man to go to the battlefield, it shouldn't be like this!If the peace talks do not come to fruition, there is really no need for your old man to go to Caishikou!

However, just as Chen Xinjia was crying, Fan Wencheng's face turned ugly. The idea of ​​suppressing Dongjiang with the Da Ming peace treaty was his idea. If he really returned empty-handed and returned to Shengjing, he would not be able to explain to Huang Taiji. .

"Suihu can still discuss it. I am willing to take only a thousand taels of gold, 30 taels of silver, and [-] shi of grain, but my master's title cannot be changed!"

This condition almost made Chen Xinjia burst into tears, but Liu Hongxun was as smelly and hard as a stone in a latrine.

"no!!!"

No one pays attention to the issue of mutual market coins that is really related to the people's livelihood of the imperial court, but such an illusory title makes the two families scramble. This issue has been contended for three days, and finally Fan Wencheng, who can't wait, thinks of a discount in the scheme.

On May 24, the envoys of the Qing Dynasty finally appeared at the Great Court Meeting of the Ming Dynasty in a grand manner. In front of all the civil and military officials of the Ming Dynasty, the legs of the Qing Dynasty's envoys were no longer hard, and they knelt heavily on the ground. The orthodox ceremony of three bows and nine knocks is performed, and the mouth is loudly praised.

"Emperor Qinger sent a small envoy to pay homage to Da Ming's father, long live, long live, long live!"

Huang Taiji is about to grow up in Chongzhen, but he respects Chongzhen as the father emperor. In history, only the late Jin emperor Shi Jingtang once called the Khitan emperor Yelu Deguang the son emperor. Now, this did not threaten the status of the Qing Dynasty, and although the son emperor is not pleasant to hear, it is only natural for the son to inherit his father's inheritance. Once the Emperor Chongzhen dies in the future, no matter whether Huang Taiji is still there or not, the Qing Dynasty will still enter the customs to fight for it in name The world, this is another small thought that Fan Wencheng has kept.

In any case, Chongzhen's face is satisfied here. Since his grandfather Emperor Tianqi, who has been captive in the east since the beginning of the war, he has come to sue for peace. This is an unprecedented victory in decades. Watching the kneeling Fan Wencheng, with a smile blooming on Chongzhen's face, raised his hand forward, and he said in an extremely majestic manner like the emperor of the Shang Kingdom.

"Your emperor's envoy, free from courtesy!"

"Thank you, Father, Your Majesty the Emperor!"

Chapter 476. A wave of ups and downs

It's more than May, and the capital has fallen into a carnival like the Chinese New Year ahead of schedule.

Even the stingy honorable families lined up near Mishikou to order porridge, and there were singing and dancing at the Eight Great Alleys and Zhalanmen. The popular stars in the courtyard of the capital came out to celebrate. In the team, those self-proclaimed romantic scholars lingered like mangy dogs with saliva, pointing and reciting some sour poems.

The rich have their own way of celebrating, while the poor have their way of celebrating. The taverns on the street have started to offer discounts, and the few strings of copper plates that were kept for the Chinese New Year are also directly taken out, and a small plate of meat is ordered. Braised peanuts, some dried tofu or something to go with the wine, and a bowl of cheap corn wine, a specialty of Dongjiang, together with a few bitter hahas, you can start blowing.

It is also such an ordinary small street restaurant. Dongjiang baijiu has a much higher alcohol content than the popular rice wine. The few citizens at the opposite table have all drunk too much. The coolie-looking guy became excited after drinking, and even stepped on the table.

"You don't know, my lord, I have a brother in Ji Town. Last year, he fought against Mr. Hong Chengchou in the Songjin War. In that battle, there was a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. The big soldiers rushed here, and our Lord Hong ordered to fire the cannon. The big general fired his cannon, and within a few miles, there were all men and horses! No matter what the Eight Banners iron tools were, they were so shocked that seven holes bleed, and they got off their horses and died. Immediately afterwards, our Ming army Just like Zhao Zilong possessed the body, white horse and silver spear, fought with iron and blood, rushed into the crowd and killed seven in and seven out, and killed tens of thousands of Tartars in that battle."