Daming: I asked you to hang yourself, but I didn’t ask you to rebuild the Ming Dynasty

Dorgon sneered:

Just like the political struggle between the North and the South...

Is it true that the weak Northern Party can compete with the powerful Southern Party? Is the Northern Party more effective?

fart!

Without him playing chess behind them, the three melons and two dates of the Northern Party would have been wiped out by the Southern Party long ago!

It is in the interests of the Qing Dynasty that the Northern Party suppresses the Southern Party!

“Let’s suppress the Northern Party for a while first.

The higher the status of the Northern Party, the tighter the Southern Party will cling to my thigh! "

Dorgon murmured:

"When Jiangnan is pacified, you can find any excuse and kill these wealthy families!

By that time, without the support of the Southern Party, I was thinking of cleaning up the Northern Party, which only had a handful of people...

Ha ha!

An imperial edict is enough! "

Dorgon had a sneer on his lips:

“Although this old dog Hong Chengchou is from the south, he is regarded as a thorn in the flesh by the Southern Party.

Let this old dog go.

With him here, if the Southern Party wants to protect its own interests, it must cooperate with me.

The North Party is my blade!

Hong Chengchou is the dog in my hand!

First, force the wealthy gentry from Jiangnan onto pirate ships and annex Jiangnan, and then plan for other things!

The Qing Dynasty..."

Dorgon took a deep breath:

"I can't stand failure!"

"If you want to capture the south of the Yangtze River and give the Qing Kingdom a place to live, you must capture Yangzhou first!"

“Although Yangzhou’s geographical location is not as important as Xuzhou, Yangzhou is one of the nine states.

As long as Yangzhou is defended, Jiangnan will still be at peace.

Although, if Xuzhou is lost, by then, there will no longer be any offensive strength...

but……

Although Xuzhou is good - there is nothing the Qing Dynasty can do! "

Dorgon's face was dark.

“Let’s find a foothold first and then talk about it!

I didn’t believe it, when I promised that half of the loot would belong to the army...

There are still people who support Zhu Youjian! "

Dorgon clenched his fists:

“Since you can’t take over the world, then break it into pieces!

What I can’t get, no one can get it! "

The setting sun was red, but it was already dark inside the unlit cabin.

Dorgon hid himself in the shadows and thought for a long time.

It wasn't until he figured out all the key points that he waved his hand and said, "Hold the lamp."

The maids rushed in quickly and lit the candles with precious spices on the lampstand.

The dark cabin suddenly became brighter.

……

Li Benshen camp.

It was getting dark.

Just when the last ray of sunset was about to disappear under the mountains, Gong Dingzi sent a huge convoy to arrive and presented all 200 million grain silver.

"General!"

In front of Li Benzhen, the general who was a manure picker was sitting on the chair at the bottom.

"The general has already asked someone to count it, 200 million grains of silver, not a trace of it.

General, this old boy Dorgon is so frightened by our emperor! "

Li Benshen smiled and waved his hand:

"Dorgon is a man. Don't worry about giving him what he wants now. He looks scared to death.

however--

This old dog is shady!

As long as we reveal any flaws, this old dog will definitely bite us hard! "

Pi raised his eyebrows:

"Then Grandpa Emperor...

Are you asking us to secretly let Dorgon go? "

A general from a low-level background has no idea about the dark side of politics.

Black and white is the logic of most people at the bottom.

"Old man, one code equals one code.

Wanzai is thinking about the overall situation and letting Dorgon go south, although in our opinion, it is just letting the tiger return to the mountain.

However, from the perspective of Long Live Lord, it does more good than harm to the country.

This is the consideration of Long Live Lord!

You and I are just soldiers, just follow orders. "

"That's true."

The general who was called Lao Fu’s assistant smiled and rubbed his hands:

"Speaking of which, we, a dung picker, never thought that one day we would be able to command our son-in-law to block the way of the Eastern Tatars, and dare to ask them to extort money."

When he said this, the old man's face was full of joy:

"General, this time we got 200 million silver for Long Live Grandpa.

At the end of the year, our military achievements are not good, so we should benefit from it, right? "

"Want to be promoted?"

Li Benzhen laughed loudly:

"Old man, old man!

Regulations on the redemption of military merits are posted in each camp, and there are more than a dozen of them at your place.

I usually tell you to read more, but you just don't listen. Now it's better. You can't understand anymore, right? "

"We are just rough people. We also want to study hard, but as soon as we listen to Mr. lecture, we doze off."

Old Fu laughed dryly and muttered:

"If we have that time, we might as well go back and take a nap!"

Old Fu's low murmur was heard by Li Benzhen.

"You!

Let me tell you what's good about you! "

Li Benshen gave a bitter smile.

The guy in front of me was a fierce man. He was a dung picker and his arms were extremely strong.

An ordinary general would be stabbed off his horse with a dung fork in less than three or five rounds.

One-third of his military exploits were due to Lao Fu fighting for him.

This guy is a good general!

However, after all, as I get older, it will be difficult to learn writing.

He could understand Lao Fu's behavior.

It's just a pity that such a strong general is gone.

If the culture is not up to standard, the general is his pinnacle!

"Old man!

You have been with me for so long, let me tell you the truth. "

Li Benzhen persuaded him seriously:

"The exchange of military merit set by His Majesty the Emperor is very clear:

As of the first year of Yongsheng, all military positions that have been determined will not be changed.

However, starting from the first year of Yongsheng, in order to be promoted to generals, in addition to meeting military merit standards, they also need to pass cultural courses.

In other words, you must be able to listen and read normally to more than [-] words before you can go further. "

"what!"

Old Fu's eyes widened and he couldn't help but exclaimed:

"Fuck!

Then with my 200 million silver, wouldn’t I just steal the skin of a melon? "

"Not at all."

Li Benzhen waved his hand:

“The level will improve you and allow you to enjoy the benefits of fighting on your own.

For example, housing, salary, travel escorts, family benefits... will all be improved.

However, the actual number of troops led cannot be any higher.

Of course, if you go to the Marine Police Department of the Taxation Department, you can go one step further.

After all, the emperor's requirements for the marine police were much more relaxed.

However, at best, it has reached the level of a battalion officer.

Your upper limit is still at the level of a battalion general. "

Li Benzhen valued Lao Fu very much, and he advised again:

"Old man!

Eight hundred words is not too difficult.

Let me tell you, His Majesty has paid enough attention to our military since his southern tour.

This is God’s grace!

You might as well work hard and learn eight hundred common words.

In this way, both their own treatment and their descendants can enjoy the right to recommend one person to the Royal University Hall in each generation.

Lao Fu!

This policy of His Majesty the Emperor is a gift to our warriors! "

The old man had a bitter look on his face, asking him to learn to read, it was harder than asking him to rush into the enemy camp, hack a few enemies to death, and escape unharmed - it was even harder!

"Then let's go back and try again..."

The old man's face was filled with bitterness...

Those horizontal and vertical words know him, but he doesn’t know him!

Li Benshen saw that the old master was embarrassed and suppressed a smile:

"I'll give you an idea:

Now you are a general who can get more than 30 silver dollars in a month.

If you spend two handfuls of money every month and find a child to teach you how to read, the learning efficiency will be much faster. "

Old Fu scratched his scalp in annoyance and said angrily:

"Let's try our best..."

Li Benzhen was just about to tease the old man a few more words, when suddenly a spy came galloping over:

"Report!"