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391 Texas Vice

That's it, the Qing Dynasty easily won Shaanxi. After about half a year of competition and competition, the two vaguely used the Yellow River as the boundary. To the north of the Yellow River is the world of the Qing cavalry, and to the south of the Yellow River, they are firmly in the hands of the Dashun Army.

Of course, Sichuan is the exception, which is Lu Haoshan's forbidden body. With the solid pass and sharp firearms, Li Zicheng and Dorgon dare not interfere for the time being.

The Dashun Army and the Eight Banners of the Qing Dynasty were hard to resolve and had a victory or defeat. Many cities and passes frequently changed their masters. The Sichuan Army joined forces with Wanershawanhu to the head of Pubu. The war on the Western Expedition was about to begin, and the Central Plains was shrouded in a dense cloud of war. At this time, Dezhou, Shandong, was not calm.

In a quiet courtyard west of Dezhou City, it was very late at night, but the study room was still on with oil lamps. Outside the study room, there were a few people who looked like servants in the dark, staring outside, for fear of someone eavesdropping. It was obvious that there was a very secret inside.

In the study, the oil lamp swayed, and the dim light shone on several tightly tight faces, which were so serious that they could make ice.

There were five people sitting in the study. In the past, they were all famous figures in Dezhou City. It was said that they were the past, and their honors were all from the previous dynasty. Sitting in the middle were the censor Lu Shihe, Zhao Jiding, Dezhou chief Cheng Xianzhen, Li Zanming, and student Xie Bi. It was strange that so many high-ranking officials had a young student. However, it was strange that the Xie family was a prominent family of the De family, and the Grand Secretary Xie Sheng was Xie Bi's brother, which was the second-level relationship. Xie Bi could sit here to discuss major events with these big names.

Lu Shihe looked at the four people with a nervous expression and smiled and said, "Please rest assured. This place is remote and surrounded by Lu's relatives. There is no wall. You can speak freely if you have anything to do."

"Sit here, no one was persecuted by Li Thief or harmed by the King of Hell. Lord Lu, you are the leader, we all listen to you and kill these mud legs." Li Zanming, the promoter on the side, said with an indignant look on his face.

Zhao Jiding frowned and said, "What can we do if we rebel against Dashun? Now Li Zicheng has a million troops, and we are not his opponents. The Eight Banners of the Qing Dynasty killed bloodthirsty. Although the King of Hell is easy to deal with, he is afraid that the crazy reports of the Dashun Army will be complicated. This is too dangerous. We still have to make a long-term plan."

The King of Hell, who was called by everyone, was originally named Yan Jie. Because of his bloodthirsty, he got the nickname of King of Hell. Yan Jie was the Wude Defense Envoy in Shandong, who was originally a scheming civil servant, but was forced to follow Li Zicheng at a loss when he was desperate. Because of his bravery in fighting and repeated military achievements, he was sent by Li Zicheng here to be the Wude Defense Envoy. He was like the destiny of Dezhou Wu Zhengwen and was particularly cruel to the landlords of the gentry. In Dezhou, he could be said to have done all kinds of evil in Dezhou. He used the movement to recover the stolen goods, and he would recover the stolen goods, whichever he didn't like, and he would destroy others' family members. Yan Jie was very rich and wanted to turn over other people's ancestral tombs; while Wu Zhengwen was lustful and especially liked to play with the female family of officials and wealthy families. These two people could be said to be a disaster star of the gentry class in Texas, and whoever he liked was unlucky.

The people present had more or less a grudge against Yan Jie and Wu Zhengwen. When they saw Lu Shihe invite him to discuss the plan, they hesitated for a while, and finally came.

"If you want to get rich, you will naturally have to take grain from the fire," Cheng Xianzhen said calmly: "When Li Zicheng said he would not pay food, we thought it was unreliable. He was not a heavenly general, nor a god who turned stones into gold. What should so many people eat? Compared with the Qing Dynasty, it has become shameful. Although the Qing Dynasty was a foreign tribe, they also knew etiquette. On the third day of entering Beijing, they ordered the emperor to hold a grand funeral ceremony. The whole city was mourned for three days, and ordered the pardon of the previous dynasty officials who had contacted Dashun, and stabilize the situation. They also announced that all the land confiscated by the Dashun army would be returned to the master. This is natural good news. Think about it, if we can take back the land passed down from our ancestors, then it would be not far away to revitalize the family business. Even if we die in the nine springs, we will have the face to meet our ancestors."

"What?" Li Zanming said with surprise: "The Eight Banners of the Qing Dynasty are so good? Not only did they not investigate the crimes of the officials seeking to surrender to the ministers, but they also buried the old master of my previous dynasty, but they also wanted to return the products of the fields that were separated by mud feet to their original states? This is not a false statement, right?"

"Prison Li, this is true." Xie Bi, who had been seldom speaking at this time, echoed: "There is something that students are not talented in the capital. As far as I know, there is no major move or massacre in the capital. With the assistance of Hong Chengchou and Fan Wencheng, Dorgon made a big move to win over the hearts of the people, restrained the emperor, and even posted a list to call for the conquest of the Dashun army. Those who opposed the Dashun surrendered to the Qing Dynasty were rewarded. There were many storms and turmoils in various places. According to the students' opinions, Dashun was already in decline, and yesterday's yellow flowers."

Lu Shihe nodded and said, "Yes, this person broke his promise and was fat. If it weren't for us, Dashun could have won this place so smoothly? Now, before he gained a foothold, he used the stolen goods recovery campaign to loot these people who helped him in the past, and said he would not pay the food. However, in order to buy firearms, he asked the people for taxes. If he couldn't pay it, he would have to scold him. Some were even more cruel than the previous government, so it was time to deal with him."

"On the matter, you have no future in this life, so it's better to try it."

"If it makes sense, a real man should follow the trend."

"In order to fight the fierce Eight Banners of the Qing Dynasty, most of the troops were transferred, which just happened to make us rebellious."

"From the terrain, Shandong is located in a good location. It is far from Huguang. Li Zicheng cannot come for a while. Even if there is something wrong, we can retreat calmly from the sea."

“It would be great if the land house was regained.”

"These people are rampant when they get power. It is better to surrender to the Qing Dynasty. At least their family business can be preserved."

Everyone quickly reached a consensus, but Lu Shihe suddenly said, "This idea is good. Maybe what name should we use? Master Wuming will not do anything."
Chapter completed!
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