Only then did Huang Taiji hold it back.

The great ceremony of three bows and nine bows is fine. Is it still possible to tremble the last time?

"Release!"

Gao Qiqian looked at Huang Taiji with a good attitude, so he ordered him to let him go.

Hai Lanzhu, who had been frozen, staggered to the ground.

A dozen Ming soldiers from the city wall ran over to help each other, helping each other with all their hands and feet.

All kinds of hands, all kinds of places, a luxurious take advantage of the...

For these soldiers who have never even touched the Kiln Sister, who can get involved in the imperial concubines of the Later Jin Dynasty, it is a blessing to cultivate for several lifetimes...

At this time, Hai Lanzhu didn't even have the strength to yell.

In this way, Mu Daidai was sent to the city gate.

"Beloved concubine!" Huang Taiji got up, rushed forward, and hugged Hai Lanzhu tightly in his arms.

"Big..." Hai Lanzhu didn't shout out loud and fainted.

"Clothes, clothes!" Huang Taiji roared.

But no one handed it up.

At this time, all the Tartars only had one close-fitting underwear. How to give it to Hai Lanzhu?

It’s not that they refuse, but that they are not suitable...

Huang Taiji took off his own thing in a few seconds and put it on Hai Lanzhu.

Then everyone took off their clothes and gave them to Huang Taiji.

"You shouldn't be like this!" Bumubutai, who was hanging from the head of Deshengmen, was put down and whispered to Dorgon.

"No problem, I just want you to be fine! Others, I'll go back to the future!"

Dorgon almost couldn't suppress his impulse and went up to hug Bumubutai.

"Go to see the Khan!"

Bumubutai sighed and said.

In this way, their relationship will be stormed for a while.

It was also a loss that Dorgon and the two white flags he owned had strong power, and Huang Taiji still needed Dorgon to charge.

Perhaps, in the Later Jin Dynasty, only Dorgon was so "abusive". If it were others, Huang Taiji would have killed eight hundred times after hearing any rumors.

This may be the legendary imperial green!

Dorgon stood up and followed him with a hurrah.

Zhezhe from Guangqumen was also put down at the same time, moved for a while, and rushed to Huang Taiji.

"I am guilty of being guilty and failed to defend Shengjing, so that the Khan will be controlled by others. I ask the Khan to punish him!"

As soon as Zhezhe arrived at Huang Taiji, he knelt down with a "thump".

"I ask the Khan to punish me!" Bumubutai knelt down while unbuttoning his cotton jacket in public...

"Everyone is up, it's not your fault, I'm careless!" Huang Taiji's mood was a little calmer at this time.

A sneak attack of thousands of miles was thought to be a world-class skill.

But I didn't expect that it was a loss to both the wife and the soldiers...

"Sister, sister!" Bumubutai stood up and quickly put his cotton jacket on Hai Lanzhu's body, calling softly.

"Woo woo woo woo..." After a moment, Hai Lanzhu woke up and cried.

I was flirted by everyone just now. If it were a Han woman, she would have committed suicide by throwing herself into the city.

She can still cry and complain, and live strong...

"It's okay, it's okay, we're going back soon!"

Huang Taiji comforted him again and again.

All the anger in his heart calmed down at this moment.

At this time, what he was thinking about was how to return to Liaodong.

"I'm crying here, which makes Jun Ye worried. He took off his boots and got out quickly..."

The soldiers under the city shouted in a very awesome way.

"You..." Huang Taiji glared, but couldn't say anything.

I could only grit my teeth and take off my boots.

Seeing this, the others could only grit their teeth and take off their boots.

"And socks..." These soldiers carried out the emperor's sages thoroughly.

"Mr. Jun. Ice and snow, can I leave my sweaty socks..." Fan Wencheng once again presented two ingots of silver, and tried hard to squeeze out a smile on his face.

"Ba!" "Ba!"

The soldier took the silver and kicked it into his pocket, whipping it at Fan Wencheng.

"Bold dog thief, dare to negotiate terms. If it weren't for the emperor's kindness, you would have already rolled out a few miles!"

This soldier is so dark-bellied!

After a while, the Tartars, led by Huang Taiji, wore single clothes, barefoot, and faced the whistling north wind, and set off on their journey back home with difficulty...

More than 20,000 people, like refugees, were squirming in the snow...

In such a scene, it seems that something is almost there...

I think it was the miserable scene of people crying after walking a few miles...

Zhu Youjian stood at the top of the city and watched the scene quietly, saying, "The Tartars have been surviving for several years. I will grow some food for me and raise some war horses. Otherwise, my life will be worrying!"

"Emperor, Lin Danhan, Mongolian in the south of the Mo, wrote a letter and wanted to get the silver next year first!"

Taking advantage of the emperor's happiness, Zhou Yanru, the Minister of Rites, hurried over with a letter.

"Mongolia in the south of the Mo River? Fu Yin?" Zhu Youjian frowned and asked.

Logically speaking, shouldn’t it be a tribute to the Ming Dynasty? Why should I still give the silver to the silver?

"Your Majesty, this is the third time Lin Danhan has written to a letter since October this year!"

"Everyone asked for it in advance on the grounds that the year's season was not good!" Zhou Yanru and Taoism.

"How many?" Zhu Youjian raised his head slightly and asked coldly.

"140,000 taels of silver!" Zhou Yanru also bit his lips tightly when he said this number.

"140,000?" Zhu Youjian immediately pulled his face down.

At present, the Ming Dynasty has internal and external troubles, and the national treasury has long been empty.

At present, not to mention 140,000 taels, not to mention 40,000 taels can’t be taken out.

"Yes, because the Tatars have been fighting for many years, in order to stabilize Lin Dankhan, this is a bad move."

"Lin Danhan saw that the troubles of our borders became increasingly serious, so he asked for more and more!"

Zhou Yanru came to meticulously.

"Where is the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue?" Zhu Youjian has never asked about the situation of the Ministry of Revenue these days.

"Report to the emperor, I am solemn to see the emperor!" Today, all officials gathered together, and of course the Minister of Revenue was at the top of the city.

"How much does the Ministry of Revenue have?" Zhu Youjian stared at this shriveled old man who had never had any sense of existence for a long time. He said.

This man is relatively honest, has excellent official qualities, does not fight for power, and never speaks without naming.

"If you go back to the emperor, the Ministry of Revenue's treasury is only 80,000 taels of silver, which is only enough for the king-supporting troops to make a sound this time, and the cost of the palace in the next year..." Bi Ziyan replied respectfully.

"Eighty thousand? Where did the silver go?" Zhu Youjian couldn't help but raise his voice.

"If you go back to the emperor, the Ministry of Revenue will earn 390,000 taels per year and support 520,000 taels. It has long been too late to make ends meet. After years of war, Xiangyin accounted for seven or eight out of ten, and the rest of the disaster relief is difficult..."
Chapter completed!