May of the 17th year of Chongzhen came to an end in the boiling world, and the increasingly violent sun and less rain announced the arrival of June.

After experiencing the rampant plague, the Taiwei Saves the World, Yongchang Chaos, and after the Eight Banners entered the city, there were no idle people waiting on the streets. Most shops closed down, but some assets escaped from this fishy land occupied by barbarians. It was in this stagnant water that a stone fell, causing layers of ripples and swinging outwards.

"Mr. Song, have you heard that? The Regent issued an edict and wanted to shave his head again!"

Song Hongye returned to the office, and the clerks who were familiar with him surrounded him. On the surface, he seemed to be sharing news, but in fact he was asking about the accuracy of the news.

Since the Qing Dynasty entered the city, many officials of all sizes have fled. The Manchus' own political structure and manpower reserves cannot even operate even if they ruled the northern Zhili.

Dorgon therefore adopted the policy of not refusing everyone to come and not asking about his background.

He first invited Feng Quan, a grandson of the eunuch party who was dismissed in the early years of Chongzhen, and awarded the title of Grand Secretary of the Inner Academy, and was ranked before Fan Wencheng, Ganglin, Qi Chongge, Ning Wan, and I was a Manchu and Han bachelor. Later, Dorgon announced that no matter whether he was a Ming official or Shun official, he would be hired as a former position. Some people were not a Taoist in the Ming Dynasty and were promoted to the governor of a province, while the Qing Dynasty treated each other with a high position and still gave him the title of governor.

Song Hongye was just a sixth-rank chief in the Ming Dynasty. In the Shun Dynasty, he was a middle- and lower-level official who could be vigorously appointed and exempted from recovering stolen goods. He was then carried to the position of the third-rank minister of the Ministry of War, directly crossed the fifth-rank hurdle, and also saved the fourth-rank trial period and became a prominent noble in the court.

After the Qing Dynasty entered the city, he could do his job as long as he did not leave, and even his official uniforms remained unchanged. Song Hongye changed from the Minister of War in Shunchao to the Minister of the Qing Dynasty. Although the royal flag on the front of the city changed, his status became more and more stable.

"Oh? On the 24th of last month, the Regent did not impart the instructions of our troops: the people of the world will still be free from their hair. Do they follow the rules?" Song Hongye pretended not to know and asked back.

After the Qing soldiers entered the pass, they forced the people to shave their hair along the way. Until they entered Beijing, they originally said they wanted to shave their hair, but the crowd was excited. Dorgon had to give in. He told the Ministry of War that he was shaving his hair just to separate the rules and for fear of accidental injuries. Since the people were unwilling to shave their hair, it would be better as usual.

As soon as this order came out, the tension in the city was relieved.

However, now, it seems to have changed again. However, the Qing Dynasty was originally a barbarian and did not follow the faith. What's so strange if it changed three times a day?

"Oh, I don't know yet?" A familiar clerk stepped forward and cried, "I'm going to shave my head again! I heard that someone was talking about the Nine Kings... Oh, it's the Regent... It said that shaving hair will inspire the change of the people in the South, and it is not a strategy for unification. The Regent replied to him: Now it's an inch to be one inch, and a foot is one foot. Where is there a strategy for unification? Isn't this going to shave my head again?"

Song Hongye was responsible for the secret responsibility of the Crown Prince. While receiving the news, he could not be noticed by others. He just timidly agreed a few words, as if he was absent-minded but he remembered them all in his heart. Others didn't know his thoughts and had no time to care about him. Seeing that he couldn't find anything, he talked a few words to each other and then he scattered.

Song Hongye sat in the office for a long time, but was just in a daze. Finally, it was time to get off work, so he hurried out of the office and headed to his home. He had long been a waiter in the Ministry of War. His status was extraordinary, and his servants naturally rose and even reunited, "married" a young official who had a family of destruction.

At that time, Dashun recovered the stolen goods, and many officials and clans were forced to destroy their families, and their wives and daughters fell into the house of Shun Army generals, either as concubines or as servants. There were countless people. Song Hongye was just a new high, and marrying such a woman was considered a fashion trend.

In fact, the woman was a palace maid selected by Zhu Cixuan from the attendant's room. She was capable and willing to come to be Song Hongye's assistant.

Song Hongye returned home and went straight into the inner hall. The "sweet wife" who was twenty years younger than him came out and was blessed, saying, "Thank you for your hard work, lord."

Song Hongye waved to his wife and laughed, "When I see you, how can you do anything else? Come on, let's go into the house and talk well." He immediately put his wife's slender waist and pushed the door into the house.

As soon as he entered the room, Song Hongye instantly let go of his hand and lay down in the crack of the door and looked out.

In the crack of the door, you can see the Eight Trigrams mirror hanging on both corners of the eaves in the courtyard. It seems to be a Feng Shui treasure that preserves the house, but it puts the corridor near the bedroom into your eyes. Whether someone is hiding outside and eavesdropping is definitely clear at a glance.

The wife of the palace maid was just watching from the side and didn't speak.

Song Hongye was sure that there was no one outside, so he pulled his wife to the edge of the bed. The two took off their shoes and boots, got into the bed, and put down the thick curtains. Song Hongye said: "Military information: On May 26th, the Qing army caught up with the Shun army in Qingdu (now Wangdu County, Hebei). Shun's army was blocked by the Qihou Guying, and Shun was defeated and Gu Ying was killed."

The beautiful wife quickly remembered it in her heart, her lips squirmed slightly, and she silently repeated it.

Song Hongye looked at the bright eyes in the darkness and said, "On May 27th, the Qing army defeated Zhending. The Shun army walked into Jingxing and entered Jin and defended Gu Pass. On the 28th, he ordered the Qing army to return."

His beautiful wife blinked and said she remembered it.

"If there is any more, it's not the news of our department." Song Hongye thought for a while and said, "The Qing Dynasty returned the land and land in Shun Dynasty and hired officials, whether it was the eunuch party, Donglin, Daming, Dashun... as long as it was an official, it was used. Now it was a mess. Some of the ministries squeezed several Manchu and Han ministers, while others were two ministers, and no one was concerned about doing things. Oh, I would like to tell Your Highness: The robbery and killing of Manchu soldiers this time is limited, and it is not as good as when the Shun army left. Many Manchu nobles already wanted to grab land in the capital. There is also the matter of carrying flags..."

The beautiful wife patted Song Hongye lightly and interrupted, "You should not be responsible for the civilian discussion." She said again, "I heard that I want to establish an infantry commander, do you know?"

"I have heard of it a little," said Song Hongye. "From the perspective of the duties, it is like the military commander of the Five Cities. However, it is the governor of the Manchu, Mongolian, Han Eight Banners, and the officers and soldiers of the Nine Gate. It seems that I have to be in charge of the affairs of the Second Police Battalion. I am not a member of the post, so I will definitely not be able to make it."

"That's how..." Song Hongye's beautiful wife pursed her lips and said quietly: "It seems that the bannerman is still one head taller than the Han people."

"More than one head..." Song Hongye shook his head heavily: "We Han people are already slaves to the destruction of the country, and this hair given by their parents may not be able to be preserved!"

The beautiful wife's face also turned pale, but she couldn't see it in the dark. She stroked her chest and said, "I saw Manchu women with hair, but they were pierced on their nostrils and eyebrows, like ghosts and livestock, which made people creepy. I would like to say first that if I really pretended to be like them in the future, I would even be punished by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"

Song Hongye teased: "I don't know who said that day: But it's easy to be broken into pieces for the restoration of the Emperor's Ming Dynasty!"

The beautiful wife's face turned red again and she said stubbornly: "Why do you want to shave your hair? Are you willing to shave it?"

Song Hongye also felt a blockage in his chest, so he raised his head, took a palm fan, slapped it twice, and finally said, "Shake! When your highness revives the Ming Dynasty, my hair will grow even after I grow it!"

"If it's the case..."

"I will stop being a human being, and I will become a monk!"

As the two were talking, they suddenly heard a thud of thud from the wall.

It turned out that when Song Hongye renovated the house, he specially ordered people to make the bricks under the door's outer corridor hollow, and hollow copper pipes buried inside, leading to the wall inside the bed. As long as someone walked by, he could hear the amplified footsteps. The craftsmen later went to Shandong, so he was not worried that anyone would know the secret of the house.

"Master, grandma, there is a Manchu man who is outside to see the master." The tender voice of a close maid came from outside the door.

Although this maid was a reliable person brought by Shandong, Song Hongye never let her know any information. He lifted the curtain and got out of the bed, took off his sweaty clothes, and said, "Please give him some tea and wait, I'll change my clothes and go."

Grandma Song also got out of bed, wiped off the sweat from her forehead, put on her embroidered shoes, and said, "I will go to Dongyue Temple tomorrow."

Song Hongye nodded, quickly changed into daily necessities and went out. His current status can no longer contact the common people in the market, and he is worried about sending outsiders. The usual news transmission depends entirely on the "good wife" going to the temple to incense, tell fortunes, and "chat" with the Taoist priest.

ps:
Chapter completed!