"Your Majesty, good news, good news!"

Niu Jinxing's voice reached the ears of Li Zicheng, who was in the main hall of the former Jin Prince's Palace and now the Dashun Palace, squinting at the Tang newspaper sent by Yuan Zongdi from Xiangyang.

Li Zicheng raised his eyes and saw Niu Jinxing flying towards him, then he knelt down and kowtowed: "Your Majesty, the Ming Dynasty vassal in Datong has agreed to join forces with us! Now we can teach the Tatars a lesson!"

"What?" Li Zicheng frowned slightly, "You agree now? Are there any conditions?"

"I didn't mention it. According to Luo Xiushen, Dai Fan just received a wax pill edict from the young prince of the Zhu family, which ordered Dai Fan and our Dashun to join forces to fight against the Qing Dynasty!"

Li Zicheng was silent for a moment, then suddenly turned his attention to Song Xiance who was standing aside: "Military advisor, what do you think?"

Song Xiance said: "Your Majesty, didn't Yuan Hou's Tang newspaper say that the crown prince of the Zhu family sent a marquis to Taiping Mansion to greet Military Advisor Gu?"

Li Zicheng nodded: "It seems that the young prince of the Zhu family is not willing to fight with E anymore!"

"In addition, I also received a newspaper sent by General Ma today. The newspaper told about Zhang Xianzhong's attack on Chengdu." Song Xiance added, "Zhang Xianzhong has always had the ambition to become emperor. If he becomes emperor in Chengdu,

, the next step will probably be an eastward expedition to Huguang."

"Humph!" Li Zicheng snorted, seemingly dissatisfied with Zhang Xianzhong's entry into Sichuan, because he also wanted to take Sichuan, the land of abundance, as his own. In early September, he sent General Ma Ke and his troops to Sichuan to seize territory. It is estimated that now

He has already started a fight with Zhang Xianzhong. However, Li Zicheng's main attention is now on Shanxi, and he does not have much spare energy to spend on Sichuan. He is not sure whether Ma Ke can win.

Song Xian continued his analysis and said: "Before, the crown prince of the Zhu family fought with the nobles and ministers from the south of the Yangtze River in Nanjing, which was a huge blow! Moreover, Zuo Liangyu was also involved. So I thought that the Zhu family

It will not be easy for the prince to control the overall situation in the southeast, and there will probably be internal strife on Can Ming's side next!"

"That's right!" Li Zicheng stroked his beard and exhaled, "He has too much time to take care of himself, so he won't be in trouble with him even if he thinks about it. He doesn't expect them to help, as long as they don't stab him in the forehead during the bloody battle with the Tatars.

Hit with one knife!"

"No," Song Xiance smiled, "Zhu Cijiong, a kid, doesn't understand the truth about lips dying and teeth falling cold. Do three old foxes like Wang Yongji, Jiang Yu, and Gao Di know it?"

Li Zicheng nodded, and just when he was about to continue discussing with Song Xiance, someone came to report that Luo Hu, the general of Guoyi who was stationed at Guguan, had arrived in Taiyuan according to the order, and was now waiting outside the palace.

"Please come and see Uncle Tongguan!" The smile on Li Zicheng's face became even thicker.

This Luo Hu is a general from the Children's Camp. Li Zicheng watched him grow up. It is not an exaggeration to say that he has the same affection as father and son. Moreover, the backbone of the troops led by Luo Hu are all "children" who followed Li Zicheng to conquer the world since they were young.

He is extremely loyal to Dashun. He is extremely brave in fighting and is not afraid of death. He is the most reliable force in each battalion today.

It is precisely because of this that Li Zicheng asked Luo Hu to guard the pass and guard the tunnel from Jingxing into Shanxi.

Luo Hu was quickly brought to Li Zicheng and bowed. When he raised his head, Li Zicheng saw a face full of resentment.

Li Zicheng looked at Luo Hu and asked in the tone of an elder: "Xiaohu, what's wrong? Someone bullied you?"

"Your Majesty, it's not that the child was bullied, but that the Tatars bullied others too much!" Luo Hu said, "These days, there are refugees from Beizhili every day. The old and young who come to Guguan are all being bullied by the Tatars.

The Han people who have taken away their houses and land are unwilling to be slaves."

"What's going on?"

Luo Hu said: "My child asked. It turns out that the Tatars moved the capital from outside the customs to Beijing, and brought a large number of officials, soldiers and family members. In order to accommodate them, the Tatars have been encircling the city of Beijing since September.

.Any fertile farmland is directly occupied by horse racing, and they do not cultivate it themselves, but force the original owner or tenants to become slaves!

While enclosing the land, the Tatars also occupied houses in Beijing. That is to say, they drove away the Han people in Beijing from their homes and gave their houses and belongings to the Tatar soldiers and generals to live in!"

"Really?" Li Zicheng blinked one eye in disbelief.

He, Li Zicheng, was so cruel that he only captured and tortured some Ming Dynasty officials. He never thought of driving all the people in Beijing out to wander!

This would wipe out all the hundreds of thousands of people in Beijing.

"You can't be wrong!" Luo Hu gritted his teeth, "Thousands of people come in every day at the Guguan where the boy is guarding. They are all short of food and clothing, and all of them are miserable. The boy personally asked hundreds of people, and they all said they were called Tatars.

It’s harmful! They also say that south of Beijing, there are desperate people everywhere, dragging their families and their families, begging for food and heading south. Countless people have died along the way!”

"Tatars are indeed beasts!" Li Zicheng's one eye gave off a strange light.

He who wins the hearts of the people will win the world! Donglu’s trick will definitely not win the hearts of the people!

And Li Zicheng firmly believed that he was more popular with the people than the cunning and cruel Zhu Cixiang!

The world still belongs to the Dashun Dynasty!

"Your Majesty," Song Xiance also became excited, "the Tatars are doing their own evil, and they cannot live without it! They were lucky enough to gain power, and they harmed the people like this. This is our opportunity for Dashun to counterattack Beijing!"

Li Zicheng nodded, "It's indeed an opportunity! But we can't rush back to Beijing. We have to fight the Tatars at Guguan. If we win, we can return to Beijing!"

Luo Hu said: "Your Majesty, I would like to be a pioneer!"

Li Zicheng smiled: "Don't be anxious. We will meet Luo Xiushen on an equal basis and negotiate the terms before we discuss how to deal with those Tatars who have lost their hearts!"

The city of Beijing has never been as orderly as it is now, nor has it been so cold and solemn.

Luo Yangxing, who had just returned from Datong Mansion, was stunned by the changes that had taken place in this city in less than a month.

When he left Beijing, it was still a big city with a population of at least 500,000. The inner city was particularly prosperous, with bustling streets and row upon row of shops. As long as you entered any of the nine gates in the inner city of Beijing, you would immediately feel the excitement.

The atmosphere of the market was filled with the sounds of vendors shouting and selling.

But now when he entered the city from Desheng Gate, what he saw was a completely unfamiliar, unpopular city that was even more desolate than Datong Fucheng.

People, where have they gone?

"They were all driven away!"

Luo Yangxing didn't ask, but someone answered.

The person who answered him was Guang Shiheng, who had become the third minister. He was the only one who greeted Luo Yangxing and Zuo Maotai outside Deshengmen today.

Under Li Zicheng, he was a loyal second minister, but in the Qing Dynasty, he was a third minister who was messing around. Like Luo Yangxing, he did not gain the trust of his master, and was hostile to other traitors. They were probably ordered to be traitors.

!If the cunning and cruel Prince Zhu comes back, can they transform into heroes and not be hated by others?

So Guang Shiheng was just hanging around casually, but at this moment, he looked extremely sad.

"Who was driven away?" Zuo Maotai, who came back with Luo Yangxing, asked.

"Who else?" Guang Shiheng's voice was very low, "Of course it's from the top, who want to make room for the kings and soldiers from the east!"

“The whole city of Beijing”

"It's all empty!" Guang Shiheng said, "We Han officials are the only ones left among the Han people." He smiled bitterly, "If someone comes to attack Beijing again, no one will offer their gates!"

Zuo Maotai was also in disbelief. He looked around at the empty streets with his eyes wide open. Guang Shiheng on the side said again: "Hurry up and enter the palace. Tell the errands so that we can find a house and move."

"Moving?" Luo Yangxing was stunned, "Are we moving too?"

His family has been in Beijing for more than 200 years, so he doesn’t have a registered permanent residence?

"Let's move!" Guang Shiheng said, "We have received the grace of the regent and can temporarily find a house to live in the outer city. The houses in the inner city have been given to the Eight Banners. You have a large family, so you have to go to the outer city to find a larger yard.
Chapter completed!