The streets in the imperial city of Beijing were sparsely populated. Last year, the pseudo-Qing Shunzhi Dynasty issued a military order. On August 1999, the Ministry of War was ordered to "capture the population and reward the injured people who climbed the city as usual."

This means that if you are a Han people in the occupied area, and any Manchu soldier will hold a rope around your neck, your whole family will become his slaves. If you escape by chance, you will be abused to death. Manchus will be punished by their own Han slaves, which is legal here. And no matter who they are, as long as they are sheltering fugitives, it is a death sentence. Dorgon also made a set of constable sanctions, "If there are concealed fugitives, their neighbors will be killed, and their neighbors and ten parents will not be listed, and those who cannot be aware of the local officials will all be constable." The meaning of this law is that if you privately hide "fugitives", all the neighbors closest to your family will die. Throughout history, you have never heard of such tyranny.

In the history of later generations, Geng Zhongming, one of the Three Feudalists, was afraid of the Manchus killing his whole family because he was afraid of the Qing Dynasty to kill his whole family. In order to preserve the wealth of the family, he was so scared that he committed suicide. Even the Han princes were like this, it can be seen that the Manchus were arrogant and did not regard the Han people as human beings. He wanted to implement their slave system on this land with the highest level of civilization today.

In Xiaonan City outside Donghuamen in Beijing, the former Pudu Temple was renovated into Prince Rui's Mansion. In the mansion of Dorgon, the number one figure in the Qing Dynasty, there were many servants. Everyone lowered their heads when they walked, for fear of touching the bad intentions of the Qing royal family coming and going in the palace. Prince Rui of Tianrui was in a very bad mood these days. The loss of Huaian was an unacceptable loss for him. From then on, the Qing Dynasty lost the richest occupied area.

The shortage of materials made the money and food consumed by the hundreds of thousands of troops they raised a huge burden on the pseudo-Qing court.

Dorgon, who was in his thirties, sat in the middle of the hall. He was at the age of being strong, but recently he was emptied by wine and sex. Before entering the pass, Dorgon, who was tough and strong, had a slightly fat body, his eyes were dark, and his brows could be vaguely seen with his ruthlessness and decisiveness.

There were also two middle-aged men kneeling in the hall, one was Ye Chengge, a bachelor of the inner court, and the other was Al Shan, the director.

Dorgon had a square face and wide mouth, his beard was covered with jaws. He didn't look like he was thirty years old, but he was middle-aged in forty or fifty years. He held the two arms of the master's chair in the red sandalwood and said in a deep voice: "In July, Jiergalang lost his soldiers and generals at Qingliu Pass. In August, Wakda died in Huai'an with 80,000 soldiers. The troops of the southerners had reached the border of Shandong. The court needed silver to fight everywhere. What are the ways you two?"

The reason why the two people kneeling on the ground was called by Dorgon to inquire was that they were rare masters of the Qing Dynasty. Dorgon built the royal palace, and Ye Chengge took out 300,000 taels of silver in one breath. Dorgon was very happy and immediately promoted him to be the Grand Secretary of the Inner Academy and was granted the title of second-class Adahaha.

Ye Chengge's face was filled with cold sweat. When he first cultivated the royal palace, he was rich because he took out all the money he had robbed after entering the pass and made a political investment. Who knew that Dorgon regarded him as the God of Wealth since then, and he really thought that he had a good fortune, which made Ye Chengge suffer. Ye Chengge secretly raised his head and looked at Dorgon, and saw that his face looked ugly. If he had no choice, he would definitely become his target of venting anger. A beating and scolding would not count, and it might also affect his career. Thinking of this, Ye Chengge's eyes rolled and a vicious plan surged into his heart.

Ye Chengge raised his head, with a silence-like smile on his loose face, his small eyes narrowed into slits and crawled forward and said, "Prince, the Han people have a lot of money in their hands. Emperor Chongzhen of the Ming Dynasty asked them for silver to pay the soldiers in Liaodong. They were stingy with their own money and refused to take it out. Later, Li Zicheng went to Beijing and used a big iron shackle to crush hundreds of heads, and the silver they obtained piled up into a mountain. Now our Qing Dynasty has also encountered difficulties, and I think it is time to give them a filial piety."

Ye Chengge deliberately made ambiguous words. In fact, Liu Zongmin, the subordinate of Li Zicheng, forced money from the Ming Dynasty to be demoted. As for the common people, Liu Zongmin didn't do much. Dorgon was not an idiot, so he naturally heard the loopholes, but he deliberately did not say it. The money of all officials was exploited again and again, and there was not much, but there were many wealthy families in the local people in the Jifu area who escaped the "circle slaves". Once upon the Ming Dynasty, these families were all at the feet of the emperor, and "the small town still hid thousands of families", which was a wealth that should not be underestimated.

When Alshan observed his expression, he was obviously moved when he saw the expression of the Regent Dorgon. The two of them were called to give advice, how could Ye Chengge be more beautiful than before? It should be noted that the Qing Dynasty at this time not only enslaved the Han people, but also had a slave system within them. Dorgon was their master, who was the master who controlled their life and death, wealth or poverty. In order to invite favor, Alshan shared Ye Chengge's contribution, flattery and cruelty appeared on his face at the same time, which looked awkward and creepy.

"Prince, the Han people are cunning and cherishing their wealth. Although Ye Chengge's method is good, he may not receive much money. The villain has an idea, to make sure that the Han people pay the money obediently, and to add a lot of troops to our Qing Dynasty."

When Dorgon heard this, his face shone with gloom and said happily: "What's your idea?"

Alshan raised his old face. He was burly and wild, but his kneeling posture was not very good with his appearance. Alshan, who was sticking out his butt like a male dog, smiled and said with a treacherous smile: "After entering the pass, after several wars, there were not many Eight Banners warriors left in our Qing Dynasty. These people are the foundation of our tribe, and most of them are stationed near the capital. Why not let them "circle slaves" on their own near the capital? Any Han slaves who were captured can hand over the silver to redeem the whole family. Those who cannot afford the silver will be classified as slaves, and they will form slave soldiers and send them to the battlefield in the south. Hehe, their families are all in our hands at that time, and they may not dare to surrender like the southerners."

When Dorgon heard this, he was a little hesitant. This strategy was indeed ruthless and could solve his urgent needs. But in this way, the Han people near the capital would definitely resist fiercely. The policy of using the Han to control the Han Dynasty that Dorgon had always wanted to implement would become a joke. The Han people who had already surrendered would also have a strange ambition. However, the benefits of this strategy were immediate. The Qing Dynasty could easily have an army of hundreds of thousands and a huge military salary.

This is a strategy to fish for fishing through the lake. It is not very clever and even a bit stupid. However, the Qing Dynasty has reached the verge of ending mountains and rivers. This strategy has been used for endless troubles. If they were not used, it would be difficult for them to survive this period. The Eastern Army of the Northern Expedition Army has approached Shandong, and the Shandong garrison is basically equivalent to being unprepared. Just the officials stationed by the Qing court can't even defeat the rebels in Shandong. In the past, every time it was a big fuss, Wakda sent troops from Huai'an to suppress it. Now Wakda has been wiped out. If measures are not taken, it is only a matter of time before when Shandong will be taken down by the Northern Expedition Army.

Looking at Dorgon's hesitant look, Alshan decided to give the next dose of the strong medicine. After he approached, he whispered: "Prince, the two yellow flags and two red flags are in Hanzhong and Xiangyang; the blue flag in the inlaid blue flag suffers heavy losses in Qingliuguan; Zhenglan flags are defeated by Li Rutai in Yangzhou; the warriors of our two yellow flags are all around the capital. As long as the slaves are reopened, all the Han people here will be taken as Han slaves of our two white flags warriors. What else can the other flags compete with us?"

Dorgon suddenly stood up, his eyes flashed with a burning light. Haoge and the two yellow flags loyal to Huang Taiji have always been his confidant troubles. He suffered many misfortunes on his side. First, his younger brother Duoduo died in Jiangnan, and then Hong Chengchou, whom he supported, also died. His eldest brother Ajige was defeated repeatedly in Xiangyang. Although he was still the regent of the emperor's father, his power had been greatly reduced.

Secret letters have been repeatedly heard from the Xiangyang front, saying that the generals of the two yellow flags had a close relationship with Jirgalang. Jirgalang was Huang Taiji's hard-core confidant and had always stood firmly on the side of Haoge. Although he did not make a clear statement, everyone in Manchuria knew it. At this time, Dorgon was on the verge of being trapped inside and outside, and if he was not careful, he would be very likely to betray his relatives. The only thing he trusted was his two white flags.

Thinking of this, Dorgon finally made up his mind and bent down and slapped the table and whispered: "Okay! Then reopen the 'circle slave' in the Zhili area."

In September of the second year of Longwu (generally, the year name was changed in the second year after the death of the First Emperor), the father of the pseudo-Qing emperor, Dorgon, ordered the reopening of "circle slaves" in the Zhili area. This time, it was an indiscriminate "circle slaves". All Han people who could not pay the ransom will become slaves of the two white flags. The ransom for each "陈六" was one tael of silver, which was the expense of a middle-class family for nearly a year. There were only a handful of families who could completely redeem the whole family.

Families that cannot redeem all their lives generally choose to abandon their daughters, but Manchus have regulations that they must start with the female family and that the males can redeem themselves in the end. In this way, many males are forced to be slaves, and are organized into a corps by Manchus, becoming slave soldiers. For a time, Dorgon was in the limelight, with nearly 400,000 more troops under his command, and even exploited countless silver coins from the people of Zhili. However, this humiliating policy also caused the people of Zhili to rise up and resist, and no Han wanted to become someone else's slave for no reason.

Rebels flocked to the ground, and the number of fugitive slaves increased exponentially. In mid-September, Dorgon ordered the two white flags to send troops to wipe out the "rebels" near the capital. The Qing soldiers took the opportunity to slaughter several prefectures and counties near the capital, and turned the land into their own, so that the newly acquired Han slaves could farm for them.

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In Huai'an Mansion, Hou Xuanyan was wearing a black armor, surrounded by his own soldiers, looking majestic. His fair face is now slightly bronze, and his handsome cheeks are clearly angular. He has a sword with a jade handle and a golden sheath in his waist. He holds a horse whip in his hand. He climbs up to see the distance. The autumn air is clear and high, and the sky is clear and high. At first glance, the maple leaves are red like fire. The setting sun, in the cold autumn wind, teams of people walked past the ancient road below in the newly launched New Army uniforms. Cotton was added to the new army uniforms, and it was warm.

Hou Xuanyan pinched his waist with his left hand and pointed to the horse whip with his right hand, and asked, "Where is the front?"

Qin He bent down and said, "Master General, there is an ancient city."

"What ancient city?"

Qin He scratched his head and said, "Go back to the commander-in-chief, this place is called Gucheng Town, which is a small town in Taoyuan County, Huai'an Prefecture."

"The name is interesting. We will stay here tonight and continue to move forward tomorrow morning."

Of course, the ancient town could not accommodate a 100,000 army. Hou Xuanyan sent Li Haoxian as the pioneer and rushed to Shandong with the Huo Cang.

He took the Shuizi Camp along the west river to support the Qing soldiers who resisted Fengyang. According to the scout's return, Jiergalang left a group of troops to guard Fengyang and personally led a large army to Huai'an to recover this wealthy heavy transportation area. Judging from their marching speed, it would be at least three days before they arrived. Although Hou Xuanyan was not afraid of a battle, he decided to set a good defensive position and defend the west for the Firezi Camp. If something happened to him, not only would the Shuizi Camp be under his command be in danger, but the Firezi Camp also became a lonely army, which is a taboo for military strategists.

Until now, he has changed from a weak side on the defensive side to a strong attacker. He should dare to fight and fight with his weak side, so Hou Xuan took risks and gambles several times, but when he became strong, Hou Xuanyan stabilized his mind and strived to be foolproof. Zhuge was cautious all his life. Since he had the confidence to win, why bother to take risks?

The ancient city is a small town, and there is no official yamen. The local village grew up with a white-haired man. He came to the camp in person and wanted to invite the prince to enter the ancient city to rest for one night. Hou Xuanyan had been in the military camp for a long time and had not washed his clothes for a long time. He was almost stagnant when he marched from Huai'an for three days, so he agreed readily. The ancient city grew up in the ancient city, which was a major event that could be written into the local county annals. He happily bid farewell to the military camp and went back to prepare.

That night, Hou Xuanyan brought more than 300 personal soldiers to the ancient city. The representatives selected by the people in it followed the old minister and welcomed him into a simple house.

Hou Xuanyan looked at it and was satisfied, so he settled down safely. Qin He led his troops to inspect the three floors inside and three floors inside and three floors outside. There was no danger, so he took him into the yard.

When he opened the door, there were even some domestic chickens and ducks in the yard, which were enclosed in the corner of the yard. Hou Xuanyan's eyes lit up and asked, "Qin He, are there any scattered silver on his body?"

Qin He took out a bag of money from his waist and said, "The last time he ambushed Wakda, the seized gold and silver were ordered to reward the three armies by the commander, and the ones he received were not spent yet."

"Okay, I'll give you some face. Today you'll treat me to chicken and give the owner of this yard a tael of silver. We'll be eating meat."

The big goose in the fence didn't know that his fate was coming, and was still raising his neck and shouting loudly.

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