When the sound of artillery fire from the city of Tianjin shook the sky, a cavalry of 5,000 quietly bypassed Tianjin and rolled up a gust of wind and clouds, galloping towards Beijing.

At this time, the entire capital was under strict security. Although it was not as high as one stroll or one stroll in three steps, it was just that the main streets leading to the east and north directions were all blocked, and the inner city where the Manchus lived was not allowed to enter and exit, even the Han officials in the court were the same.

The regent of the emperor's father, Prince Zhuang and others, who were fighting against the Ming army on the front line a few days ago, led the army to suddenly return from the front line. Then all kinds of terrifying news came. Some people said that the regent of the emperor was defeated in the front line, and the Ming army was about to fight. The Qing Dynasty had decided to give up the capital and return to Manchuria. There were also reports that Shanhaiguan had been taken away by the Ming army. Even if the Manchuria wanted to return to Manchuria, he could only defend the capital, and the Manchuria had decided to live and die with the capital. There were also reports that the Manchuria would not defend the capital and decided to return north from the Mongolian grassland...

For Han officials who surrendered to Manchus, no matter which news is not good news. If Manchus defend the capital, they will surely be burned by the time they are killed. If Manchus want to leave, what will they do? Let’s go to Manchus, let alone whether it can be achieved by thousands of miles. If they arrive, what are they doing in Manchus? Will they learn to dig ginseng and hunt? Wouldn’t that take their lives? (Browse and search on mobile phone waps).

The storm was about to come and the wind filled the building. The people who experienced the changes in the imperial flag in the capital five years ago once again felt the tense atmosphere of changing dynasties and took the initiative to reduce the time to leave the house. Fortunately, the weather was bright these days, and the new grain had just been harvested, and a large amount of food outside the city poured in. The originally high price of grain had to drop, which made the people feel a lot of fear.

It was just dawn, and the inner city Andingmen gate was wide open. On the streets inside and outside the city gate, a full soldier stood straight up every few steps.

Andingmen is also known as Shengmen, and the nine gates in the inner city. The other eight gates are built in the Guandi Temple in the inner city. Only the Zhenwu Emperor Temple built by Andingmen. Emperor Zhenwu is the patron saint of Taoism and the host of military affairs. When the army sets off, it usually passes by this gate, and when it comes back, it just enters the city from Desheng Gate not far away.

The sound of cars came, and a huge team drove various vehicles out of the Anding Gate. There were men, women, young and old in the team. Many women were still holding babies. When passing the Anding Gate, almost everyone turned their heads and looked back, and looked reluctant. (The latest and most complete e-book download

After the Qing army entered the pass, Doer ordered all the Han people in the inner city to move out, and the inner city became the residence of the Manchus. The inner city was originally the residence of the great officials of the Ming Dynasty. The houses inside were gorgeous and tall, and an ordinary house could be compared with the Shenyang Palace. Such a gorgeous house had only been living in for five years, so of course they would be reluctant to leave.

Thinking of the fact that after returning to Manchuria by wading in the mountains and wading back to Manchuria, the low and broken houses were to live in the mountains and hunt when heavy snow was flying. No one paid tribute to them with soft and smooth silk clothes, and could only wear clothes made of animal skins. The crowd was filled with women crying in a low voice, and then as if they were infected, the whole team heard a cry.

"Mom, Mom, I won't leave, I'm going to live in a big house." A boy from four or five years old was standing on a ox cart, crying loudly. If it weren't for being hugged tightly by a woman, the boy would have jumped off the ox cart. (Latest and full e-book download)

This boy was famous Jieshu, now the Prince of Duoluo, and the third son of Husai, the eighth son of Daishan. Husai died of illness in the third year of Shunzhi. He was only nineteen years old at the time and Jieshu was only two years old. In history, when Sanfan rebelled, this Jieshu was granted the title of Prince Heshuokang. He was ordered to turn the tide of the Qing court and defeated Geng Jingzhong. He eventually forced Geng Jingzhong to surrender. Jieshu also became one of the two most powerful princes during the Kangxi period, and joined Prince An Yuele.

Now Yue Le has died in Shandong, and Jieshu, who was just five years old, had to leave the capital. Jieshu was born in Beijing and had no reflection on Manchuria, so he naturally did not want to give up on going to Manchuria. Hearing his son crying, Borjigit quickly comforted his son: "San'er, there is also a big house in Manchuria."

"Really?" Jieshu asked. He had heard a lot of hard things from his servants in the past few days and was noisy. It was just that his mother's words made him half-believing and half-doubted.

Borjigit nodded heavily: "Of course, really, will my mom lie to you?"

Jieshu's emotions came and went quickly. When he heard Borjigit's words, he stopped making noise and sat quietly on the ox cart. (For more new chapters, please go to Jiu

Seeing her son quiet, Borjigit's eyes felt sad. Although she was the daughter-in-law of Prince Li, she had no husband at a young age. Her son was still young and was an orphan and widowed mother. When she arrived in Manchuria, let alone a big house, it would be good to have a house that could survive.

On the Andingmen Tower, Jirgalang was watching the marching team below. Just now, Jieshu's crying was just now in his eyes and asked, "That's the wife of the eighth prince Li's family."

"The master is very good at memory. Below is the widow of Prince Heshuo Huishun Husai." One Goshha replied.

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Like? When I was a child, Prince Li took good care of me, but unfortunately I could only wish Prince Li a long life so that their orphans and widows would not be bullied." Jirgalang said sadly.

But Goshha didn't know how to comfort his master's depression. Jierhalang had been ordered to guard the capital. Everyone knew that he would stay in the capital for a lifetime. However, in order to hold the Ming army, the capital could not be defensive, and he had to leave an important official. (The latest and most complete e-book download

This time the army withdrew from Tianjin, and more than 100,000 Han troops were all lost. The Qing Dynasty had to temporarily move the capital. Dorgon's prestige plummeted, allowing Jirgalang to stay and defend the capital. Dorgon can be said to have two arrows at one shot, which can ensure that the capital will not be easily captured by the Ming army, and can also remove Prince Zhuang, who threatened his position.

Knowing this, Jirgalang could not refuse. The Qing Dynasty's talents were zero. Now, except Jirgalang, who is considered an important official in the capital? You can't let the emperor's father and the regent stay.

Jirgalang lost interest in speaking, and the city tower suddenly became silent. The crying sounds of the team below kept coming, which made Goshha a little upset. Compared with the people below, they were even more pitiful and could not leave even if they wanted to leave. They could only accompany their master to live and die.

"Why haven't the emperor and the empress dowager set off yet?" After a while, Jirhalang seemed to say to himself that today is the day to agree to leave the capital with the empress dowager. He came to the city tower to see the emperor and the empress dowager off. (The latest and most complete e-book download s

"Master, why don't the slave go and see?" said a Goshha.

"Yeah, go and go back."

"Yes, master." The Goshha ran down the city tower and ran towards the imperial city. After almost half an hour, the Goshha just now ran back breathlessly and said, "Prince, the emperor refused to move. He said that the Han emperor could defend the capital to the death and would never escape."

"Nothing, nothing." Jirhalang almost stomped his feet when he heard this. Unexpectedly, the little emperor became stubborn at this time. He asked quickly: "That empress dowager, hasn't the emperor always obeyed the empress dowager?"

"The Empress Dowager is advising the emperor, but the emperor locked himself in the study and no one saw him. Now all the officials are kneeling down, but this time the emperor seems to be determined, and the Empress Dowager and all the officials are unwilling to listen to the words.

"The emperor must have been influenced by those nerds. These nerds have taught the emperor something, and they don't even listen to the empress dowager's words. No, time can't be delayed anymore. Let's go and take a look." After Jirhalang finished speaking, he took Goshha down from the city tower and hurried towards the Forbidden City.

In the palace, in front of Shunzhi's imperial study, there were a row of Manchu and Mongolian ministers kneeling. As for the Han officials, there were only a few people. The Manchus retreated in secret, and all from the streets to the city gates were blocked. Most of the Han officials received no news at all.

"Please move your way, please move your way." As soon as Jirgalang came in, he heard the urging voices of various ministers. Unfortunately, the door of the imperial study room opposite was closed, and even the Empress Dowager Bumubutai was locked outside.

"Prince Zhuang, please persuade the emperor." Seeing Jiergalang coming, all the ministers looked happy. Except for the Empress Dowager, if the person the little emperor respects the most is Prince Zhuang.

"I'm here to see the Queen Mother, the Queen Mother is a thousand years old! A thousand years old! A thousand years old!" Jirhalang first bowed to Bumubute.

Bumu Butai was dressed in a grand dress and looked elegant and luxurious. At this moment, the beautiful empress dowager smiled bitterly: "Prince Zhuang, please don't have any gifts. The emperor is still a childish character, which makes Prince Zhuang laugh."

"Mother, I have grown up. Can I let me take control this time? I don't want to be an escaped emperor and leave a stigma in history books." Shunzhi, who had been silent, suddenly replied through the door.

Jirhalang and Bumubutai looked at each other immediately. Unexpectedly, the little emperor valued his reputation so much now. It is a good thing for the emperor to cherish his reputation, but it is not a good thing to use it here.

"Fulin, this is not a escape, but the Ming army is powerful. We will temporarily go to the grassland to avoid the limelight. Your 14th uncle and tens of thousands of soldiers are still fighting with the Ming army in the pass. After defeating the Ming army, we will come back." Bumubutai said.

"Prince Zhuang, do you think, can you call the Grand Halal back?"

Jiergalang was stunned. He wanted to say yes, but the possibility of this was too slim. Although the emperor was young, he could see everything clearly. He had to beg: "Emperor, we Manchus are originally from Manchuria, and now there is no shame when we go back. When we were outside the pass, we didn't even think that we could occupy the capital of the Ming Dynasty. As long as the emperor returned to Manchuria and worked hard to govern, if one generation does not work, the second generation will be second, and if the second generation does not work, the third generation will be fought back, the Qing Dynasty cannot be without the emperor, and the emperor cannot be without the Qing Dynasty. Please move immediately."
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