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

Stewie had already walked far away, but when he heard these words, he couldn't help but froze.

He turned his head and looked, wanting to see clearly who made up this nursery rhyme.

Who would have known that at this moment, the little boy playing the role of son was upset by the laughter around him. He was about to throw the thing away and said angrily:

"If you want to die, then die quickly. You have become my father six times..."

"boom!"

Stewie's mind suddenly exploded.

His consciousness was violently turbulent.

This familiar scene made him subconsciously look at the letter in his hand.

Stewie stayed there...

At this moment, the world is spinning!

Stewie felt that all the sounds around him could no longer be heard.

After a long time, he staggered away towards the distance.

……

In the shadow of the entrance to the Handu store.

A young eunuch of eighteen or nineteen years old was sitting on the horse. Seeing Shi Dewei leaving in despair, a slight smile appeared on his lips.

The little eunuch stood up and took out a handful of candy wrappers from his pocket.

The candies are colorful and obviously have all kinds of flavors.

"Here, here comes some sweets."

The dozen or so little kids instantly forgot about the dispute over who was the son and who was the father.

They all gathered around the little eunuch:

"Eat some candy!

I want the orange flavor. "

"I want the one with sesame seeds, it's so fragrant."

"I want the mango flavor."

"You guys don't know how to eat it. Apple flavor is the best."

……

With a smile on his face, the little eunuch handed the candies to the children one by one. Whenever the children came forward to take the candies, he reached out and touched their heads.

He kept asking:

"Is this game of shrimps and pig hearts fun?"

"Fun!"

"How about following His Majesty's work?"

"it is good!"

How could a child say no after eating other people's candy?

The little eunuch didn't care and continued:

"Your parents can earn money, and you can go to school. Remember, this is all His Majesty's kindness."

All the children got the candies they wanted, and the little eunuch waved his hand:

“Go ahead and keep playing the game.

When it’s done, there’s still candy to eat. "

"Let's go and play games!"

The children dispersed in a roar...

……

The city within a city surrounded by Handu merchant houses was bustling with people.

The workshops are buzzing.

Especially the weapons workshop is extremely busy.

At the end of the twelfth lunar month, when the New Year is approaching, the faces of the people walking back and forth all have smiles on their faces.

They placed bundles of swords, guns, swords and sticks on the city wall.

In Yangzhou City, almost all the poor people gathered in Handu Commercial City.

……

Jingui Mountain.

Dorgon stood behind a green pine and slowly put down the telescope in his hand.

Gong Dingzi smiled charmingly:

"Father, Prince Regent, Master, is this thing useful?"

The Qing army had already arrived in Yangzhou, and there was only a mere 400 miles away from Gong Dingzi's hometown of Luzhou (Hefei).

The people the Gong family had sent to take over had already arrived at the Qing army camp.

The Gong family is a wealthy family, and Gong Dingzi's ability to become one of the "three great families in Jiangzuo" is naturally inseparable from his family's financial strength.

These days, it is popular for wealthy families to build gardens.

After all, the Ming Dynasty’s ocean-going trade has been swallowed up, so who wouldn’t be rich in food?

The Gong family built two gardens in Luzhou, named "Daoxiang Tower" and "Shuiming Tower".

Both become the best in Luzhou!

Many civil and military officials and celebrities like to come here to climb the stairs and lean on the railings to enjoy the scenery of the four seasons and the customs of all directions.

With this "Xiangzhu" on the second floor, Gong Dingzi became one of the "Three Great Masters in Jiangzuo".

After all, in this society - talent without wealth is not talent, but wealth without talent is talent!

With the wealth of the Gong family, with just a little bit of talent, one can become a world-famous celebrity.

Gong Dingzi was highly regarded in the Qing court, so the Gong family would naturally make contributions.

The 100 million silver that Dorgon paid to Chu Xianzhang yesterday was made up in an instant.

Several times more!

That's it, not counting the gold and silver jewelry, pearls, agates, and antique jades that the Gong family gave to Dorgon, Fang Kala, Dayu'er and others...

In Dorgon's hand, he held the good things presented by the Gong family.

——Thirty times telescope.

Worth 6999 silver dollars!

The Gong family bought this from a Handu store in Nanjing. This thing alone cost more than 2 silver.

——Because the Handu business only accepts silver dollars...

Dorgon carefully handed the telescope to the Lan Ling guard beside him.

He smiled and patted Gong Dingzi's newly shaved, shiny bald head.

Like two long hair-like braids on a wart, swaying from side to side.

"You slave, you are worthy of the thought of carrying you to the flag alone.

Your Gong family is very loyal to me, the Qing Dynasty. "

Although Dorgon had already made up his mind, as soon as he settled down in Jiangnan, he would kill the Gong family to make up for the shortfall.

However, he did not expect that this wealthy family who would rather die than pay taxes to Emperor Zhu would be so interested in the Qing Dynasty.

Before he even used the knife, the Gong family spent millions of dollars.

This……

Even though he, the regent of his father, had killed countless people in his life, it would be hard to attack the Gong family!

Such an obedient dog is hard to find!

Dorgon changed his mind. If he is such an obedient dog, let him out and let him grab money for the Qing Dynasty!

"Ouch!"

Gong Dingzi drawled a long voice, knelt down, and exclaimed:

"I have a master!

You have to destroy the slave. The slave is a dog at your disposal. If you want the slave to face the east, the slave will never face the west! "

On the Jingui Mountain where rubble was strewn, Gong Dingzi knelt on the sharp stone characters shattered by artillery.

His bright forehead hit the stone hard.

"Get up, get up."

Gong Dingzai used so much force that Dorgon felt distressed just looking at him.

Do you really not know that these wealthy gentry have brains made of iron?

Why don't you feel pain?

Just kowtow and it makes sense!

One and two, they have to compete to see who can crack the loudest...

"This slave thanks my master for the reward!"

Gong Dingzi kowtowed again and then got up.

His forehead was bruised and he didn't even dare to dust off his knees...

"Gong Dingzi!"

Dorgon pointed to the south:

"When the Qing Dynasty enters Nanjing City, you can lead the army.

You are a loyal minister, and I, the Qing Dynasty, will not treat loyal ministers badly. "

Sure enough!

Gong Dingzi was so happy that he almost exploded.

Gong Dingzi naturally understood what kind of court the Qing Dynasty was like.

Manchuria had few people and could not rule the vast land of China.

Aren't you going to rely on them?

By bringing the Qing court into Guanzhong, they were in control of such a huge country.

The Qing court was also very sensible and never cared about corruption as long as its ministers were outside.

Qing Dynasty - Just give them the part you owe!

As for the oppressed people, it doesn’t matter whether they die or not.

Besides, even if the people can't bear the oppression and rebel - then the officials here will be unlucky!

After confiscating their homes, the Qing Dynasty could gain weight again!