You can't only love the Qing Dynasty when you're eating the fruits of others' labor.

Chapter 346 Eat his mother's food, wear his mother's clothes, and when Yongli comes, there will be no more taxes.

afternoon.

Jiang Qingyun was in high spirits and gave a speech on the spot.

"Brothers, yesterday we achieved a glorious victory. We won against 20 rebels, and we won decisively. We killed ten times our number of enemies, and look, they are now floating in the Xiang River."

"Wu Sangui's head is here!"

"Wu Yinglin's head is here!"

"The heads of Wu Fan's important ministers Xia Guoxiang, Tan Hong, Gao Dejie, Wang Pingfan, and Guo Zhuangtu are here."

"The effect of this battle is very obvious. The rebels in various places are terrified. Zheng Sen, Shang Kexi, Yongli, and Li Laiheng have all sent people here, hoping to gain the court's understanding. If they kneel down and beg me, I will consider forgiving them. If they stand their ground, I will lead my troops to wipe them out."

"Victory belongs to the court. Victory belongs to you."

"The compensation should be no less than a penny. Everyone should receive a reward, and everyone who deserves one should receive it. When distributing silver, the scales should be made to weigh it high. When distributing official hats, the hats should be made to be very large."

Everyone laughed.

It's rare to see a prime minister so down-to-earth.

Jiang Qingyun waved his hand.

"I hereby declare that the army will be rewarded, with plenty of wine and meat to eat."

The entire stadium erupted in cheers, a thunderous roar.

The soldiers' morale, which had been dampened by the camping incident, soared again, and everyone was filled with confidence for the future.

……

A string of severed heads hung from a pole in the camp, fluttering in the wind.

After the decisive battle of Changsha, Wu Sangui's group was completely wiped out.

Wu Sangui and his son, along with their trusted civil and military officials, were almost entirely captured, except for Wang Fuchen, Ma Bao, and Liu Xuanchu, who voluntarily surrendered.

In the area south of Changsha, Jiang Qingyun only needed to send a few knights to deliver a proclamation and pacify the region.

Emperor Kangxi's suppression of the Three Feudatories was a complete political disaster, with barely passable military action; it was purely a matter of overwhelming national power. In contrast, Jiang Qingyun was clearly superior, winning swiftly and decisively.

At its peak, Wu Sangui's group was completely wiped out by him through a combination of attacks and eliminations.

The Chinese military tent.

Jiang Qingyun calmly began to arrange a series of measures.

"Zhou Cang".

"exist."

"You will personally go to Fort Saint Mary and direct the people to dismantle the fortress, making sure it is completely destroyed without leaving a trace. Tell the people that whoever dismantles the fortress keeps all the bricks and tiles."

"Yes."

The demolition was for the purpose of maintaining secrecy.

If Li Dingguo or Zheng Sen learns how to build bastions, there will be big trouble later.

Nan Huairen, who was standing to the side, raised his eyes slightly. He had already guessed the reason and was secretly pleased.

……

"Father Nan."

"What are your orders, Your Excellency?"

“I think your Christianity is doing quite well. The bishops have ideals, the believers have hope, technology has developed greatly, and culture is relatively prosperous. For some reason, I want to know more about God. You could write to the Pope and ask him to send more priests like yourself to increase exchanges.”

"Sir, are you telling the truth?"

“I can give you written proof.”

Ferdinand Verbiest wept with joy. He couldn't even imagine the glory he would receive when this amazing news reached Europe.

Even the Pope remembers his own name.

"Your Excellency, may I interpret this as you permitting missionary work?"

"This is what I'm thinking: first, we'll make the capital your mission area, and then, depending on the situation, we can gradually expand it to Shuntian Prefecture and even the entire Zhili province."

Ferdinand Verbiest almost ascended to heaven on the spot.

The capital city is the most important and prestigious region. To take the capital city is to take the whole country.

"Thank you, Chief Minister. May God's grace shine upon you, and may you live to be ten thousand years old."

Jiang Qingyun waved his hand.

Long live?

If King Wen of Zhou were alive today, he would be less than five thousand years old.

"Father Nan, does God really exist?"

Before Ferdinand Verbiest could answer, he continued speaking on his own.

"I believe it's possible, but I hope to prove God's existence from a scientific and philosophical perspective. I know proving this hypothesis is very difficult. But for this great proof, I'm willing to provide substantial funding over the long term." "Please rest assured, Your Excellency, the Vatican will certainly send its best personnel."

“I will wait and see.”

As the saying goes, "Zhou Yu beats Huang Gai, one is willing to hit and the other is willing to be hit."

Jiang Qingyun used the huge missionary market as bait to lure a large group of European charlatans who understood science and philosophy. Once they came, they would never be able to leave.

In the 17th century, transportation, technology, and communication were all underdeveloped.

To think that one can rule the world militarily is pure delusion; economic colonization of the world is a possibility; but influencing the world with one's ideology is the most likely outcome.

Is there any potential in combining Confucianism and Christianity?

Confucius plus God, is that a good idea?

Give it a try.

……

Jiang Qingyun's goal was the stars and the sea, while Li Dingguo was trapped in the shallow quagmire of loyalty to the emperor, unable to extricate himself, and repeatedly engaged in internal strife.

7 days ago.

Li Dingguo and Wuerte had a fierce argument.

"Prince Jin, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."

"But I cannot disobey His Majesty's decree."

"Prince Jin, anything can be sacrificed and anything can be defied for the sake of the Ming Dynasty. While they are fighting amongst themselves in Changsha, we can easily take over Yunnan and Guizhou."

"But His Majesty's decree is that our army should send troops to Hunan to assist Wu Sangui."

"His Majesty has been deceived by Wu Sangui!"

"Even if we don't send troops to Hunan, we must not take the opportunity to seize Yunnan and Guizhou. I will resolutely not do anything that would undermine the cause of the anti-Qing movement."

"Prince Jin, you are confused."

Seeing that the argument was getting heated, Li Puxing quickly tried to smooth things over.

"Father, Uncle, please have a cup of tea before we discuss this further."

Li Dingguo took the rough porcelain bowl, took a sip, and frowned, asking, "Xing'er, what does this tea taste like?"

"Wild tea from the mountains has a slightly bitter taste."

Li Puxing spoke frankly. Li Dingguo stared at the rough porcelain bowl for a long time, as if he had guessed something, and then drank all the tea in one gulp.

Fifteen minutes later, he fell into a deep sleep.

Wuerte and Li Puxing exchanged a glance.

"Let's act! For the Ming Dynasty!"

On that day, 5000 Ming soldiers had assembled.

A bewildered Emperor Yongli was helped onto a carriage by a group of former Plain Blue Banner soldiers.

"Duke of Liao, where do you want me to go?"

“Your Majesty, the Prince of Pingxi is a man of great virtue and righteousness. He feels deeply ashamed of his past actions and has therefore offered the provinces of Yunnan and Guizhou to Your Majesty. This is an opportunity that will not come again, Your Majesty. Let us go.”

Ma Jixiang, a favored minister, jumped out from the side.

Where is the Prince of Jin?

“My father ate the wrong mushrooms and is unconscious. He is temporarily unable to attend to affairs,” Li Puxing stepped forward.

"Have you placed Prince Jin under house arrest?"

"Grand Scholar, you jest. I am my father's son. How could a son harm his own father? The doctor said that my father's health is not serious and he only needs to rest for half a month to recover. However, the military situation is urgent. Before my father fell into a coma, he left a message that the army would be temporarily commanded by the Duke of Liao."

After speaking, Li Puxing knelt on one knee, and the generals of the Jin vassal state followed suit.

Uert took a deep breath and pointed his sword to the west.

"Proclaim to the three armies: advance towards Kunming."

……

The Ming army entered Yunnan without any resistance.

Almost wherever the military flag went, the city gates opened.

First, Li Dingguo was highly respected.

Second, Wu's army had not a single soldier.

Third, the Uerts put forward an unusual motivational slogan: "Eat his mother's food, wear his mother's clothes, and when Yongli comes, we will not pay taxes."

When Wu Sangui's army and Jiang Qingyun's army were fighting a bloody battle in Changsha~
Slogans such as "Eat his mother's food, wear his mother's clothes, no more taxes when Yongli comes" and "No taxes for five years" swept across Yunnan like the wind and then moved to Guizhou.

Overnight, Guizhou County in Yunnan Province changed hands.

(End of this chapter)