The third volume of the Ming Dynasty, the second chapter of the second northern expedition begins (t
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The eldest son was named Zhu Ci. This is the meaning when the word "六" means "this word is clear and thorough". In history, it was originally the name of the sixth son of Emperor Yongli Zhu Youlang. However, now that the Hongguang Dynasty has not been destroyed, there will naturally be no Emperor Yongli. Zhu Youlang's son was not born yet, so Wang Fu gave the son this word first.
However, Wang Fu was a little dissatisfied with this name, but Zhu Yuanzhang took great pains to name his descendants. Not only did he specify the seniority, but he also had only half a word to choose from the last character. Zhu Youjian, Zhu Youxiao, Zhu You, Zhu Youlang... he could only take the wood side, and the next generation could only take the fire side. Emperor Chongzhen's five sons named Zhu Cilang, Zhu Cilang, Zhu Cijiang, Zhu Cihuan, and Zhu Cihuan. There were naturally not many choices left for Wang Fu. He traveled through time and became someone else, and his son could not take his surname. There were so many restrictions on naming, which made Wang Fu quite depressed.
Fortunately, as the children grew up day by day, this depression dissipated. Every day, I saw the smiling faces of two little people and heard their sweet voices. Wang Fu's previous lonely feeling became less and less. He found that he had finally dissolved into this world. Princess Jieyou and Zhu Ci were the bonds that he dissolved into this world more than 300 years ago.
Wang Fu led the child to Cining Palace. Empress Dowager Zou saw Jieyou and Zhu Ci from afar. Regardless of his identity, he had already stood outside the door. The two little men cheered, broke free from Wang Fu's hand, and ran towards Empress Dowager Zou.
In their hearts, the emperor's grandmother is much more acquainted than the father. Although the father plays with them, he is sometimes too strict. Only this emperor's grandmother will meet their various requirements.
"Be careful, be careful." The two little men ran towards the Queen Mother, so anxious that their mother shouted. If it weren't for the court rules, they would have wanted to follow behind and trot.
Fortunately, this road is not far, Wang Fu has a clear mind and only lets go after more than ten steps. Zhu Ci was staggering and was about to stumble, Empress Dowager Zou had already reached out to support her.
"Good grandson, be careful." Seeing the two little people, Empress Dowager Zou's face was already smiling, and she supported her and said that at this time, the Empress Dowager of the Ming Dynasty was no different from an ordinary old man when he saw his grandson.
"The child pays homage to the mother, (the daughter-in-law pays homage to the mother), the mother, the mother, a thousand years old! a thousand years old! a thousand years old!" Wang Fu knelt down with two concubines. At first, Wang Fu had to greet the queen mother who was almost 60 years old because of his reputation. However, no one is ruthless, Empress Dowager Zou did not take any power, and always supported the emperor. Over time, Wang Fu had truly regarded her as her mother and was willing to kneel down.
However, Empress Dowager Zou obviously didn't care about the emperor, so she looked at Wang Fu and the two concubines and shouted: "The emperor is not a gift!" Then she teased herself and relieved her worries. Zhu Ci and his brother pulled them into the Cining Palace and completely ignored Wang Fu and the other two.
Wang Fu smiled bitterly, and stood up with Liu and Ye, and followed him into the palace. The palace maid brought the brocade stool. The three of them sat down next to each other, smiling at Empress Dowager Zou and her two grandchildren.
Several years after Luoyang was destroyed, Empress Dowager Zou also lived in a mess and lived under the roof. She suffered a lot. Now she finally ended her hardships in the palace. In the past two years, there were two more little people entangled. Compared to when she first arrived in Nanjing, she seemed to be ten years younger.
Queen Mother Zou teased the two little men for half an hour before she remembered to talk to Wang Fu: "Imperial son. This year, the people live and work in peace. I only wish my ancestors bless me. From now on, I will be able to keep peace in the Ming Dynasty."
Wang Fu smiled slightly. Peace in the world cannot be obtained by the blessing of his ancestors. And now he thinks that peace is not the Ming Dynasty, but the Manchus. But he did not refute Empress Dowager Zou's words.
"Mother, I can also hope for peace in the world." However, that was to be followed by the reunification of the Ming Dynasty. Wang Fu added in his heart.
Empress Dowager Zou nodded and sighed again: "If your father is..." The words behind him were low and his eyes were a little wet. Empress Dowager Zou may not be as fat as a pig. Zhu Changxun was always surrounded by beautiful women. But Zhu Changxun was only for decades. Zhu Changxun was obsessed with becoming the emperor. Now his son has not only become a man, but also does a better job than previous emperors. He cannot see it with his own eyes. Empress Dowager Zou always feels regretful.
When Wang Fu came to this world, Zhu Changxun had been dead for several years. Naturally, he would not have any feelings. At this time, he had to comfort him: "The queen of mother does not have to be sad. The father will definitely be happy to see this scene in the spirit of heaven."
Zhu You regarded it as the emperor, so he naturally had to posthumously title his ancestors. Zhu You's grandfather Wanli was the emperor himself, so he didn't need to posthumously title his father. Zhu Changxun did not become the emperor before his death, and finally got an addiction to the emperor after his death.
"Yes, it's time to be happy." Empress Dowager Zou's emotions came and went quickly. She talked to Wang Fu a few words, then turned her attention to Jieyou and Zhu Cinao.
Compared with Empress Dowager Zou's hope for peace in the world, there is another empress dowager who hopes for peace in the world more, that is, Borjijit's Bumubutai, who lives in the Forbidden City in Beijing, is a handsome and beautiful person in the Qing Dynasty. The Qing Dynasty's imperial prince whose nickname is Da Yuer
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When Shunzhi ascended the throne, Bumubutai was only twenty-six years old. Many ministers advised her to imitate the example of the young Han lord ascending the throne. The empress dowager was in charge of the power behind the curtain, but she refused. No one did not want to hold power in her hands. However, with Dorgon's temper, he would not endure it for a long time and be betrayed a woman, even a lover. If she wanted to rule behind the curtain, one day when Dorgon could not tolerate it, he would inevitably do the decree.
The Qing Dynasty could not be without Dorgon, at least before her son grew up, or Dorgon would not be without Dorgon, otherwise the uncles, uncles and cousins of his son would be more dangerous than Dorgon. Dorgon alone could still be restrained by his intelligence and emotions. Once Dorgon left, there were so many princes and belles in the Qing Dynasty, no matter how smart and talented she had, she could not deal with it.
The Qing Dynasty affairs were temporarily entrusted to Dorgon, and she hid behind her and used her emotions to hinder Dorgon's peeping of the throne. This was the strategy set by the Empress Dowager of the Qing Dynasty. In fact, her strategy was quite successful. Although Door dreamed of becoming an emperor, he accepted the position of regent and worked diligently to conquer the world for her son.
A piece of stone, after Dorgon led the Qing army to defeat Li Zicheng, he easily captured Beijing as if he was pushing withered and rotten. At that time, all the Manchus were happy. Although some old and persistent people proposed to burn, kill and loot the capital and then retreated to the outside world, with the insistence of Dorgon and a group of young generals, the Manchus did not return to their hometown in Manchuria, but set their ambition to conquer the Central Plains.
However, this ambition encountered setbacks in the second year of Shunzhi. The Qing Dynasty suffered an unprecedented failure. Tens of thousands of elite troops were lost. Now it has not yet recovered its vitality. In the past, the Southern Ming Dynasty asked for peace talks between the Qing Dynasty, but now, the Qing Dynasty needs to ask for peace talks with the Ming Dynasty.
Just as the Qing Dynasty did not discuss peace with the Ming Dynasty, the Ming Dynasty also rejected the peace talks. Last year, the envoys who asked for peace from the Ming Dynasty came to Nanjing and were humiliated and rushed back without even seeing the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, which made the people all angry. Fortunately, although the envoys were driven back, the Ming Dynasty did not raise any troops back that year.
At this time, Bumubutai was kneeling in the Taimiao of the Qing Dynasty with Shunzhi, who was already ten years old, praying to his ancestors, wishing that this year it would still be good weather and war would not prosper, and the Qing Dynasty would have more time to accumulate strength.
In the third year of Hongguang and the fourth year of Shunzhi, the north was also in good weather, just to suppress the Shandong rebel army and deal with Li Zicheng's war. In addition, years of war in the north caused the fertile fields to be deserted, and the food harvested by the Qing Dynasty was still not consumed enough. The food transported from the south in secret was completely broken. Although many places reported a bumper harvest of grain, the prices of grain in the capital still rose sharply.
Compared to Nanjing’s New Year’s lively, Beijing is much colder. Since the beginning of winter, the streets of Beijing have become more and more deserted day by day. Many people have no clothes to protect against the cold, so they have to shrank at home and not go out. There can be seen thin clothes everywhere on the streets and trembling in the cold wind. Most of these people have no overnight food at home and have to come out to find food.
The yamen runners got up every morning and the first thing they did was to patrol the streets and drag the dead bodies lying in the snow on the street to the mass grave. It is said that after December, more than 100 bodies were dragged out in the capital every day. If they encountered this situation in previous years, even if the official warehouse was empty, several porridge sheds in the city would have to be set up. Although the porridge was so thin that it could show people's shadows, drinking two big bowls could ensure that they would not starve to death.
This year, the porridge shed has never been seen. Anyone who dares to gather people to make trouble will be killed. The Manchus came to enjoy the blessings of the capital, not to help the Han people. In Liaodong, in order to prevent the poor Han people from rebelling, Nurhaci ordered the killing of poor ghosts. All those who have no five dou of food in the family will be killed. Later, he was worried that the rich people would rebel, so he killed all the wealthy Han people in Liaodong, saying that they killed the rich families. Without a large-scale killing in the capital, the Manchus had already become so kind to the emperor, and he still wanted to help?
The snow this year is much smaller than usual, but on New Year's Eve, the snowflakes still fluttered and fell. The capital was white, burying all the dirty things, and there were even fewer pedestrians on the streets. Except for some high-walled houses, laughter and joy came from time to time, Beijing was like a dead city.
Although both the Ming Dynasty and the Empress Dowagers of the Qing Dynasty hoped that the world would be peaceful, the power of both sides was not in the hands of women. After the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the army and materials began to be frequently mobilized in the Ming Dynasty, and ships and boats were connected on the Yangtze River. More than ten days later, on the 26th day of the first lunar month of the fourth year of Hongguang, the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty issued an edict to the Northern Expedition, and would once again lead the imperial expedition, recover the capital, and attack Huanglong directly.
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