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

People at their level understand this truth better than anyone else!

But, he did it anyway.

It has even set off a big trend, and too many rich people have chosen to do this!

Why do they prefer to travel to Tiger Mountain despite knowing that there are tigers in the mountains?

——This is still the case!

——The gambling nature of capital!

He didn't think he would be the last one to be killed!

In fact, it was because of this political situation that the Qing Dynasty was able to stabilize the world.

——Standing at the top, looking around, I don’t know where the next peak is...

When capital cannot see new ways to make money, it will aim in two directions.

——The regime and ordinary people!

And if the political power is strong and difficult to deal with, there will be only one direction for capital - ordinary people.

Looting the wealth of ordinary people must be the inevitable choice of capital!

And how could Daming, who had been forced to death by poverty, still have any strength?

Capital in the late Ming Dynasty chose to devour political power and plunder ordinary people!

This is the choice of capital in the late Ming Dynasty.

This is the truth behind the Qing court replacing the Ming Dynasty.

Ning Wan, as the person who single-handedly promoted "We Shengqing" from a gang of bandits who only knew how to loot to the high position of the head of the country, how could I not understand the attitude of the Qing Dynasty towards them?

To be realistic - the political situation in the Qing court was established by early capitulationists like them!

At this time, he had just been released by his master, and it was a time of trembling.

Therefore, even though his leg was broken - he did not even dare to groan for the Qing Dynasty.

Ning Wan, I gritted my teeth.

After Ning Wan, one of my legs was completely disconnected.

The stubble on the bones stretched the trouser legs so high.

His head was covered in cold sweat, and he was still thinking silently:

These are all gifts from the master. If he dares to say anything, that would be disrespectful to the master...

Normally, he would have been whipped.

However, Dorgon was obviously angry at this time. If he dared to say anything, he would lose his head!

"waste!

Hong Chengchou, you are a waste! "

Dorgon was furious and cursed angrily.

The ministers were so frightened that they fell into silence.

No one dared to make any noise.

Dayu'er, who was slapped, hugged Fang Kala and sat aside angrily, ignoring Dorgon.

The little emperor Fang Kala, who was held in Da Yu'er's arms, had hatred in his eyes and wanted to swallow Dorgon alive!

Dorgon was still jumping to his feet and cursing.

Not only did the Han ministers tremble and dare not speak, but even the Manchu ministers also tightly closed their mouths.

The Qing Dynasty was about slavery.

Even princes and ministers are slaves of their master.

Despite their usual arrogance, they are just more advanced slaves.

Once the master gets angry, he has to keep his tail between his legs.

These days, it is no longer the time for kings to rule together.

At that time, the princes had large soldiers in their hands, so they naturally dared to fight against their masters.

After the Battle of Northern Zhili, Dorgon, who originally lost too many of his direct descendants in the Battle of Yaoerdusi, took advantage of the Ming army and consumed the soldiers and horses of the kings on the way south.

When speculators face powerful enemies, they will all choose one thing -

"I don't need to be able to outrun the enemy, as long as I can run a little faster than Pao Ze, that'll be fine!"

Dorgon took advantage of this skillfully.

Although he has lost a lot, even the two white flags in his hand have been lost by [-]%.

but!

It's ok!

As long as others suffer more losses than him, he will still be "the regent of the father of the Qing Dynasty!"

His status is still untouchable by anyone!

Today, even Lao Yin and Daishan's line cannot match Dorgon's power.

Daishan silently slid from the chair to the ground and knelt on the cold deck.

He even lowered his head and didn't look at anyone.

Lao Yin Bi Dai Shan chose to continue pretending to be dead...

Daishan didn't dare to say a word, and the other princes didn't even dare to say a word...

Fan Wencheng, the bachelor of the Secretariat, was also trembling on his knees.

After Dorgon kicked over Ning Wan's desk, the brush rolled down to Fan Wencheng's hand.

The soft bristles of the pen spread the ink on his hand.

Looking at his fingers stained black with ink, Fan Wencheng rolled his eyes and immediately thought about it.

He immediately said:

"Master!

The slave has an idea.

Although Mr. Hong cannot speak, he can still write! "

Fan Wencheng raised the brush on the ground like a treasure and walked forward on his knees.

He raised his hands and presented the brush to Dorgon:

“My father, the regent, my master, why don’t you let Hong Chengchou write down what happened?

In this way, we can know what happened in Xuzhou! "

"good!"

Dorgon was overjoyed and reached out to rub Fan Wencheng's furry head:

"You're still a dog slave with a smart mind."

Fan Wencheng's two toothpick braids were rubbed from side to side by Dorgon.

Fan Wencheng was like a haba whose head was touched by its owner. He was so happy that his old eyes narrowed.

Dorgon threw the brush to Hong Chengchou:

"Hong Chengchou, write down clearly what happened to the solitary general!

If you satisfy me, I will give you a decent face.

if……"

He gave Hong Chengchou a sinister look and snorted coldly in his nose:

"Just think about it!"

Dorgon did not say clearly what would happen to Hong Chengchou if he was not satisfied.

however--

Everyone understood Dorgon’s subtext!

——Civil officials who are useless to the Qing Dynasty are worse than dogs!

Dorgon would definitely use the most horrific punishment in the world to torture Hong Chengchou to death!

Hong Chengchou looked sad.

His right hand and tendon were picked off by Chen Qiyu.

Although for a literati like him, the words written with his left hand are not very beautiful, but they are still fair...

however--

Chen Qiyu is too poisonous!

Chen Qiyu, an old guy, actually cut off the index and middle fingers of his left hand!

Hong Chengchou endured the pain of connecting his fingers to his heart, and managed to grab the brush with three fingers of his left hand.

As soon as his fingers grasped the brush, Hong Chengchou broke into a cold sweat from the pain.

The newly solidified wound burst open.

Blood flowed from his hand.

When everyone saw Hong Chengchou's pen-holding posture, they couldn't help but show sympathy in their eyes.

In particular, the civil servants felt even more sad.

Dorgon, on the other hand, snorted coldly, with a look of worry on his face.

His tongue was pulled out, his hands were crippled...

Hong Chengchou is already useless, what use is he?

"I Shengqing" never raises waste!

Dorgon's eyes flashed coldly.

He made up his mind that even if Hong Chengchou made it clear, he would skin the beast alive!

When everyone saw Dorgon's expression, how could they dare to show any sympathy?

Everyone lowered their heads, not daring to look at Hong Chengchou again.

At midnight, Hong Chengchou was ordered to lead the army.

At that time, they were still envious of Hong Chengchou's rise.

However, it only lasts for most of the day...

He actually - is about to...