In the past few days, the Jingshi has become more lively, and the gloomy and majestic Jinyi guards have become a vegetable market, with an endless stream, and there are constantly crying women and children and sighing old men rushing to the car, pulling heavy belongings over, and then pulling out a scholar and scholar with trembling and swollen fingers like turnips, covering his buttocks.

At the end of the Tang Dynasty, there was the difficulty of the white horse, and at the end of the Song Dynasty, there was the difficulty of the cliff mountain, even if the Ming Dynasty and the Yuan Dynasty had a large number of ministers to follow the establishment of the Northern Yuan Dynasty, and carried it for another 21 years.

Donglin prides himself on being a clear stream, the main forces are in the Yanguan Kedao, most of them are also southerners and northern officials, and their property is not in Beijing, this time Li Zicheng was handcuffed, they became the main victims, and most of the Yanguan were tortured and tortured to death under Liu Zongmin's heavy punishment, just like the most active Zhou Zhong a few days ago. Just because he was too high-profile, he was jealous of him too much, and no one paid attention to him wherever he begged to borrow money, just yesterday, this triumphant Fushe genius who was known as Niu Cheng's prime minister was killed under Liu Zongmin's Hades, and followed in the footsteps of Shoufu Wei Zaode.

As for Gong Dingyu, he was born in the Jiangzuo clan, and the old Gong family has been operating in Beijing for decades, and it can be regarded as a deep family, but after reluctantly redeeming people, the Gong family in Beijing is also broken.

The hand that wrote the article was blood-red by the hand twist, and the neck was also full of bloodstains, and Gong Dingxiao, who was still singing praises to Dashun a few days ago, staggered out, and roared angrily.

"Where is this new dynasty, it's just a robber! A litter of thieves! thief!"

Listening to his spit and splashing stars, several old Gong family members were terrified when they listened, and they were watching the Shun soldiers who were standing at the door guarding, and they were also carefully covering his mouth.

"Master, don't say it!"

"Uncle Clan, just say a few words! Now it's the world of Dashun!"

"Why can't the old man say! If you are still in charge of the country like this, you will have to ...... sooner or later."

Before the word could be spoken, I suddenly saw a few cavalrymen galloping over with heavy flail to make a hurry, Gong Dingyu was like a rooster choking his neck for a while, and he held back the words stiffly, trembling, and turned around and left.

There is a word called upward and downward effect, this Li Zicheng began to rectify the demotion in the Beijing Division, and the leaders of the various battalions also began to learn from each other, and they drew the ground as a prison in the area they occupied, and extended their claws to the rich families in the jurisdiction.

The latest scenery on Jingshi Street is nothing more than looking at a group of wealthy gentry who were majestic in the past, and even tavern shop owners who are living a little better, who are rich peasants in terms of class, one by one wearing shackles and chains dragging their families through the streets and alleys, crying and whipping, and finally pitifully taking out all their worth.

It is said that it is worth a city, Li Zicheng This is a true interpretation of the true meaning of the priceless city, from the middle of April to the end of April for more than ten days, from the pockets of these corrupt officials and the people, Li Zicheng is successively scraping more than 70 million taels, every day the palace is surging black smoke during the day, and the night is the night is bright, and every day from Beijing to the big business outside the city sent a car after car.

However, which dynasty of the past dynasties wants to have long-term peace and stability, it will be so plundered and transported outward, and the silver is in hand, but Li Zicheng has painstakingly built it, and the orthodox image of the new dynasty is completely collapsed.

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Just when the Beijing division was in a storm, Liaodong was also full of mountain rain and wind.

In April, from the distant Yalu River to the Shanhaiguan, the newly occupied fertile soil of Liaodong, in the warm spring breeze blowing from the East China Sea to Siberia, the tender green crops that have just been planted are pumping fresh buds outward, if you look at it from the sky from a bird's eye view, the scene that Liaodong has never seen more than 20 years ago is suddenly displayed in front of you, and the whole land exudes a vigorous green.

However, just after finishing the farm work, the simple men of Liaodong immediately put down their hoes, took off their muddy work clothes, and turned out from under the box to put on the carefully preserved, dark green military uniforms, put on the delicate cotton armor issued by the guard, and went out step by step.

Different from other eras, the Dongjiang River at this time has a unique scenery, the railway station!

Under the organization of the generals of the guards, the capable men once again gathered from the wandering rural farmers to the elite steel dragons of the Dongjiang River, and one regiment after another boarded the Dongjiang green train.

"Let's go back! Father! You can rest assured! When my son comes back this time, he will definitely bring back a few shiny military medals for you, and I won't let Lao Li Tou from the next village compare you again!"

"Flowers! Take our baby! Eat more, grow longer, and when Lao Tzu comes back, we will have to pick up the extra land in our family!"

Although the simple farewell continued to sound, but the family members who sent the army were still reluctant for a long time, the old father burst into tears, usually nagging and nagging, but when it comes to things, which father would rather his son be safe and sound, even if he is poor, rather than receive a shiny silver and a bloody military medal.

The rough folk customs make the Dongjiang society extremely open, following the train, a pair of healthy and sunny girls even directly hugged the face of the sweetheart, and kissed them hotly without caring at all, looking at a reluctant couple, the whole carriage sounded a lively cheer and coaxing, and the girl who was also reluctant to look at the blush and heartbeat of the girl, but regretted why he didn't let go a little.

Just like a huge tree, the soldiers are like nutrients, along the Dongjiang River four links developed, convenient railways and official road veins, and finally converge into a towering tree, to the beginning of May, inside and outside the Shanhaiguan, the huge military camp is like a mushroom after the rain to emerge, overwhelming, boundless.

Chongzhen for the Great Songjin War, transferred troops from the Guannei, and the 130,000 army gathered for almost a year for three months, but Mao Jue's entire 300,000 troops, more than 60,000 cavalry, and 800 cannons were enough to support the army to fight for a year, and it took Mao Jue only 90 days to spend several times more abundant than the Ming army's grain, grass, ordnance, and medicinal materials.

The current situation of the Dongjiang River is stronger and more favorable than the Qing army in history, and the soldiers are strong and strong! Grain and grass are abundant, the morale brought by successive victories is like a rainbow, the sergeants are full of desire for victory, and in the Beijing Division, Li Zicheng has always made chickens fly and dogs jump, and people's hearts are scattered.

But sitting at the front of Shanhaiguan, the towering Inner Governor's Yamen, facing the dense battle map, Mao Jue was undecided!

If Wu Sangui sat in his position, it is estimated that he would not hesitate to wave his army south and compete for the splendid country, but Mao Jue is not Wu Sangui after all, and he can't be so ruthless as a ruthless man who is willing to be a lackey of a different race under the banner of loyalty and filial piety.

"King Liao! The Hegang Army is ready! ”

"Got it!"

"King Liao! The army consumes tens of thousands of gold in food every day, and the soldiers are all abandoning their families and careers, just for the great cause of the King of Liao! It's not just you who have a father! The country is important, King Liao!"

In the end, it was Sun Chuanting, listening to Mao Jue's absent-minded promise, he angrily asked again, this time, even Mao Jue couldn't ignore it, so he could only turn around and return the salute to him.

"Lone knows! General Sun, I beg you, give me another seven days, just seven days!"

The dignified King of Liao actually pleaded with himself so bitterly, even Sun Chuanting sighed helplessly, and bowed heavily to Mao Jue.

"The minister is rude, His Highness forgives the sin!"

sent Sun Chuanting down, and couldn't even pretend to look at the map, Mao Jue once again pulled up the bell.

"Isn't there any news from Lu Zhong Tangtai?"

"No matter what the cost, get them out!"

But just when Mao Jue was anxious, he didn't know that the Jiguo Mansion, where the Jingshi had been hiding for a long time, had been pushed to the forefront at this time......

(End of chapter)