"Your Majesty! Master! I am familiar with the mountains and geography of the Qing Dynasty. I am still useful when an appointment of officials!"

He was carried by two strong men and rushed to the back of the camp. Fan Wencheng was like a chicken about to be slaughtered, roaring shrillly.

Being a loyal dog for a lifetime, in the end, it was sold by his master. This ended up being the right result of Fan Wencheng, a traitor from the Ming Dynasty, was regarded as an abandoned son by Huang Taiji. The two Dongjiang Lishi dragged him down the mountain without any mercy. And no matter how he cried, Mao Jue didn't look at him at all.

The rabbit was dead and the dog was cooked, and the new owner was offended. He no longer had the style of a Grand Secretary. He cried all the way, and Fan Wencheng was dragged to the end of the Dongjiang Army camp at the foot of the mountain, a stinking place.

He also met an acquaintance here.

I'm better off!

At this time, Ning Wan, I had long lost the style of a Grand Secretary of the Xuan Zhengyuan. An old face that was maintained like a bun skin was covered with wrinkles like dry orange skin. The brocade on my body was replaced by Dongjiang beggars. They were not reluctant to pick up the ragged cloth clothes full of patches, surrounded by a dirt apron, and held a broken broom to spread out the man and horse manure that had just been dug out.

Even feces are military supplies. There is a sharp weapon in the city where gold juice is fermented. The Mongolian Jurchens also used arrows to insert feces into feces to capture bacteria to infect the enemy. However, a first-rank official has fallen to the point of pulling the manure pile, which is extremely humiliating.

But even with the right to survive, Mao Jue didn't want to give this Ming traitor who was full of blood. Before the two Ming traitors could reminisce about the past, the group responsible for escorting Fan Wencheng to the cemetery and announced the order extremely coldly.

"Jiang Ye has an order, he only needs a person to sweep the toilet!"

After a few seconds of surprise, the ferocity broke out from the eyes of two smart people at the same time and fell on each other. The next second, the highest-scale literary fight in the Qing Dynasty broke out in this army's excretion area. He took the lead. Fan Wencheng suddenly hugged Ning Wan and threw him to the ground. But Ning Wan, I was not willing to be outdone. I grabbed Fan Wencheng's ugly tail of the money behind his head with his right hand, and stuck his neck tightly with his left hand. As he shouted, the two of them rolled in the filth.

"Brother Gongpu, the Qing Dynasty treats you as much kind as a mountain. You should do your best to make the Qing Dynasty happy!"

"Xiandou, you are the number one adviser of the Qing Dynasty, and you should be loyal to the Qing Dynasty!"

A dozen Dongjiang Ruishi watched coldly, and the feces were flying. For one of them, the two traitors were arched together like pigs.

…………

With one hand holding Yuntu's little hand and the other holding the imperial seal, Mao Jue's gaze completely fell on the bright yellow beds that were waving down the mountain.

It seemed that it was dark today, and the sun was slanted to the west, and the slightly yellow light made the way down the mountain look desolate. The world was full of twenty years, and the mighty Qing Dynasty seemed to have to reach the end in advance, just like the sun.

Suddenly, a loud shout suddenly rang behind his back, full of excitement. Song Xiance knelt heavily on the ground, and at that moment his huge head hit the ground hard, extremely excited. He shouted loudly.

"Long live the emperor!"

The guard officers around them heard all the negotiations just now. They knelt on the ground like they woke up from their dreams and kowtowed heavily.

"Keep to the Emperor!"

Immediately afterwards, the sergeants were escorting.

The excited noise quickly spread out like ink dripping into hot water. As the big wool-shaped banner was brought back to the Dongjiang camp at the foot of the mountain, the entire Dongjiang army was boiling. Facing the setting sun, countless hats were thrown high, and thousands of words echoed with the same sentence.

"Greetings to the Emperor!"

This was really joy from the heart, and the crazy celebrations and shouting lasted for half an hour. Only then did the generals of the army restore order and retreat to their respective barracks under the unwilling constraints of their respective officers.

The little one and the princess were also taken down. Mao Jue was finally alone in the central army tent. To be honest, the power was so shocking. Mao Jue was always a little confused after taking over this imperial seal that was probably taken from Lin Danhan. It was not until this time that he woke up from Shen'er.

Be the emperor of the Qing Dynasty?

Before traveling through time, I watched the Emperor Ama in "Return of the Condor Heroes" and the Emperor in "Ji Xiaolan". Even if I was tired of the clear braids, I always felt a little envious of the unrestrained rights. But when this seal was really held in my hand, the bloody feeling behind it was also very complicated.

Do you really want to inherit the Ming Dynasty as Qing?

Fan Wencheng still doesn't know whether he has died, but his greatest contribution to the Qing Dynasty in history was to put forward political slogans. The Qing Dynasty won the country's fortune from Li Chuang's hands, not the Ming Dynasty! Instead, he avenged Emperor Chongzhen.

Such a small political slogan paralyzed a large group of scholars and made the Qing Dynasty one of the cleanest dynasties in history. It was unlike that in all dynasties, where powerful ministers and relatives usurped the throne, and the following were defeated.

If you enter the pass as the King of Liao, you will still not be able to escape the shadow of the Ming Dynasty. Once you seek to seize the throne, those greedy and pedantic Confucian scholars will be in an uproar. They criticized Mao Jue in the book and didn't care, but when their policies touched their interests, a group of guys rebelled against the Ming Dynasty in the Revival, Mao Jue would also have a headache.

But the title of Qing Dynasty also has its drawbacks. Huang Taiji entered the pass four times and Nurhaci caused a massacre in Liaodong. Not to mention the people in the pass, even if he was Dongjiang Town, would they be willing to do it once the Qing Dynasty was on his forehead?

And being called emperor now is a complete breakup with the Ming Empire. Is it a good opportunity?

He sat down and became calm again. Just as Mao Jue weighed the pros and cons, a sudden bang sounded in the tent, and he raised his head in astonishment. Mao Lu came in at some point, but accidentally knocked down the candlestick illuminated in the tent.

Seeing Mao Jue looking at him, he was also quite stunned. He was stunned for two or three seconds, and suddenly he thrust his head on the ground, and his head kept hitting the ground.

"I deserve to die for a low-ranking position, and the emperor forgives me!"

This time, it was Mao Jue's turn to be stunned. He looked at the guard leader who suddenly became separated in surprise, and looked down at the seal in his hand. Suddenly, he felt as if he had figured out something.

"Romance, look at it!"

With a smile on his face, he grabbed the seal again, and threw it behind Mao Lu's shocked expression. The legendary jade seal hit the ground like a ball.

At this moment, Maoliu's heart almost broke, his head was confused and full of sadness. The chief guard screamed: "Your Majesty, that's the jade seal of the country!"

"Your yarn! Huang Taiji surrendered today. I am happy. I asked Chen Rong Song Datou to cook some rabbits and barbecue! I specially approved that I can drink wine!"

"But your..."

As he spoke, Mao Jue had already left the tent. The hair was foolishly watching countless heroes lying on the ground with bloody heads and wanted to compete for the imperial seal lying on the ground. He wanted to pick it up but didn't dare. Finally, Mao Lie slapped his head sadly.

"Master Jiang, wait for the little one!"

I was just in a hurry to go out, let alone Mao Jue was really at the door, but he was blocked there not to wait for him.

What does it mean to be angry? The fiery red hair was erected, and a pair of beautiful big eyes were glaring away, and his little mouth was tilted to the side. Adrena was furious and rushed over. Yu Le'er and Chiyo Hime who were hiding behind her were also shaking her small fists with a angrily swaying.

"I've been around for a long time, and there's another mistress! What's going on?"

"This, that..."

Sweat beads rolling on his forehead, Mao Jue was full of sadness. After looking around, he happened to see the Mao spear come out. He immediately caught the savior and shouted sadly.

"Aiqing Mao, please protect us!"

A big bead of sweat hung behind his forehead. In an instant, what emperor is not an emperor! In Mao Jue's eyes, the unscrupulous guard suddenly had night blindness, his eyes were straight, and he ran forward as if he was fumbled like that, shouting while running.

"Master Jiang! Wait for the little one!"

"Mao Qing, why did you abandon me and run away? Oh, I am the emperor! I want to throw you into the cold palace. Oh, don't pull your ears, I'm wrong! I'm really wrong!!!"

Amid the shouts, the future emperor of the Qing Dynasty, who had only been a long time, was pushed into the central army's tent by three resentful women with their slim waists. Then, crackling wails came out.

Just like a shadow puppet, in the central army's tent, the emperor and several imperial concubines were shaking there, as if a fierce "hand-to-hand battle" was going on. Just outside a tent, the pheasant that had just shot was roasting on the fire, and several jars of old white wine with disinfectant written on it were opened. Chen Rong, Song Xiance, Mao Zuo and several subordinates gathered together to feast.

Mao Lu was a little conscientious, holding the chicken legs in his mouth while shouting vaguely.

"We really don't care? It's not good!"

"You dare to care about the matter between the Emperor and the Concubine! It is rare to approve the Emperor to drink, come and drink!"

"drink!"

When he thought about it, he watched Song Datou pick up the wine glass, Maoluo immediately collided with him heartlessly.

Before he knew it, the strange feeling of alienation brought by Zi Huang Taiji to the Great Army Mountain and his ministers was completely eliminated by Mao Jue's "disgrace".
Chapter completed!