In the seventeenth year of Chongzhen, Li Zicheng came to the city with troops. On top of Meishan Mountain, the eunuch Wang Chengen wept and handed over three feet of white silk.
"Your Majesty, the king will die in Sheji, let's go on the road!"
Zhu Qizhen, the "Emperor of the House" who had just passed through his soul, kicked Bai Ling away: "Fart! I didn't even die when I was studying abroad in Wala, now I'm going to hang myself?"
It happened that Li Zicheng sent people to seek peace: he wanted to cede the northwest and be granted the title of king.
The civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty cursed the bandits for their delusions, but Zhu Qizhen's eyes shone brightly: "The northwest is too small. I will give you the entire north and Shanhaiguan! From now on, you will be the Northern King of the Ming Dynasty!"
Li Zicheng was confused, and so was Dorgon.
In order to prevent Dorgon from being idle, Zhu Qizhen issued another imperial edict: "Dorgon, I heard that you want to avenge the Ming Dynasty? Well, I will make you the king of the Northeast, and go and fight with Li Zicheng!"
After arranging everything, Zhu Qizhen went straight to Nanjing with tens of millions of taels of silver obtained by the confiscation minister.
The civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty cried out sadly: "Your Majesty, the Ming dynasty taught us not to cede territory but not to pay compensation!"
Zhu Qizhen sneered: "Can face be used as food? The face of our ancestors has been lost by me in Tumubao! When they are crippled in the north, I will continue the northern expedition!"
