"Tell me, what do you think the Crown Prince of the Zhu family wants to do?"
When Dorgon was asking questions, Zu Kefa, the four ministers, had already left and went home to take care of his own funeral - his family had just held a grand funeral for him, and it was a grand funeral, and it was extremely grand! All the respectable people in the Eight Banners became followers, and many of the Eight Banners nobles in Beijing went to express their condolences. Well, now that the person is alive and has been upgraded from the original second minister to the fourth minister, can you not give me an explanation? At least you have to refund the money that people paid for it, right? Thinking about this gives me a headache!
But compared with Dorgon's headache, the symptoms of Zukefa's headache were much milder. Dorgon is now given a splitting headache by Zhu Cixiang!
What does Zhu Cixiang mean? While fighting a war, proposing a marriage, and at the same time opening a store to do business...what kind of approach is this?
"Your Majesty, please take a look at this first..."
"Your Majesty, this is the "Essay" brought by my ministers from the south of the Yangtze River to slander our Qing Dynasty..."
At this time, the two ministers who accompanied the four ministers Zu Kefa on their way north - Sun Zhixian and Jin Zhijun, the envoys sent by the Qing Dynasty to the south of the Yangtze River - were sweating profusely and pointing at a few unopened bottles. The suitcase spoke to the regent Dorgon and stammered to the regent Dorgon.
"What? Is the "Message" inside this?" Dorgon looked at the box with a surprised look on his face, "How many copies of the "Message" did you bring back? Are you going to distribute them in Beijing?"
"My lord, your lord, here, there is only one copy of the Proclamation."
"It's a copy. It was copied by me and Sun Shilang together."
Dorgon pointed to the box, "So many? How many boxes did you copy for one copy of the "Exhortation"? How many words are there?"
"Your Majesty, the text doesn't have many words...but the signatures do!"
"Yes, this is an "Essay on Resisting the Qing Dynasty" jointly signed by scholars from the Southern Dynasties. The author is Luo Dagong, the favorite disciple of Donglin leader Qian Qianyi and the son of Songjiang. There are tens of thousands of people who have signed it. They are the candidates and scholars of various southeastern states... The jointly signed "Essay" was posted inside and outside various gates in Nanjing, covering a large area of the wall! The minister and Sun Shilang thought that these people were our Qing Dynasty My mortal enemy, so I copied down all the lists.”
"Yes, there is also their place of origin and fame. When the Qing Dynasty's heavenly soldiers destroy the Southern Dynasty, they can take the people according to the list and keep them safe so that they can't escape..."
Dorgon was dumbfounded when he heard the report of the two traitors. What's going on! After copying several boxes of blacklists, do you still want to take people according to the list? Did anyone see it when I copied it?
"You guys, can anyone see you while you are copying?" Dorgon asked quickly.
"I saw it..." Sun Zhixian was sweating on his forehead! He stammered, "There were many scholars from the Southern Dynasties who saw the minister waiting to copy, and they cheered loudly. Say, say..."
"say what?"
"Said that the Qing Dynasty must know the integrity of scholars in the Southern Dynasties!"
"You, you, you..." Dorgon almost exploded with anger, "You two idiots, you two bastards, you two are working for Jiang Gan! No, you are even stupider than Jiang Gan!"
"I, I am stupid..."
"My lord, my lord is stupid..."
"Who are you, my lord, get out! Get out of here!" Dorgon was furious.
Sun Zhixian and Jin Zhijun looked at each other, there was nothing they could do, so just go away. Who knew that the two of them were stupid and foolishly went to Jiangnan as envoys, but they were tricked and deceived by the cunning and cruel Prince Zhu Ming. They mistakenly believed that the Qing Dynasty was finished and that they had a lot of tricks in their hands. So I had to bite the bullet and become a gangster... Now I can get out instead of being dragged out and beheaded. It is really a blessing from the Bodhisattva.
When this thing is over, stop being an official and find a place where no one knows you to hide and retire!
"You guys, get out too!" Dorgon watched the two traitors get out, but he was still angry. He pointed at the Han ministers in the court and said, "All Han people are leaving!"
Today is not a great dynasty, so there are not many Han officials participating, not even the servants of the Eight Banners Han Army. Naturally, the Han ministers got out, and several Han soldiers looked at Dorgon eagerly - are they considered Han people or bannermen?
Dorgon looked at them. Fan Wencheng, Ning Wanwo, Gang Atai (Li Yongfang's son), Li Sizhong, and Ma Zhuguo were all good slaves of the Qing Dynasty!
"Stay in the flag!" Dorgon added, and several good slaves of the Eight Banners and Han Army heaved a sigh of relief.
"Your Majesty," Fan Wencheng announced, "the prince of the Southern Dynasty is really cunning and cruel. He is using counter-intuitive tactics against us this time!"
"I know this!" Dorgon looked gloomy, "He just wants to drive a wedge between Manchu and Han. It's really abominable!"
"Your Majesty is wise." Fan Wencheng breathed out.
Dorgon's mind is quite clear, but Zhu Cixiang's underhanded tricks are not something that he can resolve with his clear mind alone.
"Your Majesty," Ning Wanwo, who was in his fifties but could still see some good looks, said as he came out of the class, "Zukefa really deserves to die. He has become a minister and yet he dares to come back blatantly. This can shake our confidence." Military spirit!”
Like Fan Wencheng, this man was a veteran traitor, and both had served as slaves in Zhenghongqi. However, Fan Wencheng was included in the white flag, while Ning Wan and I remained in the red flag. In addition, his official career was not as smooth as Fan Wencheng. Because he liked to gamble, he was inexplicably killed when he was ten years old. A traitor who had worked for the Qing Dynasty for more than ten years, made many meritorious deeds, and advanced to the second-class La Zhangjing, was actually raped by Nurhachi because of gambling. After all, he went to work as a slave for the Saharian family for many years. It wasn't until the Qing Dynasty entered the country that Dorgon remembered him and became an official again.
Dorgon snorted: "We, the Qing Dynasty, belong to the Manchu-Han family, and the Eight Banners Han Army is the same as the Eight Banners Manchuria. How can we be separated by the tricks of the crown prince of the Zhu family?"
That's right...are there still many Eight Banners who like to play with a little money? I haven’t seen anyone being demoted as a slave in clothing!
After finishing Ning, I sighed: "Your Majesty, what about the ancestral family?"
what to do? Salad!
"Keep it!" Dorgon said coldly, "Anyway, the Qing Dynasty will not miss his family's share of Lumi."
Ning Wanmei said: "But where is Liaoxi?"
This is the big problem!
The home bases of the Zu family and the Wu family are in western Liaoning. They are not two families, but the Liaoxi warlord group with the Zu and Wu families as the core. They are intertwined and form a group. From the core to the periphery, there are tens of thousands of them!
Because of Zhu Cihong's series of operations, this group is now at odds with the Eight Banners Group, and both parties are worried.
Dorgon remained silent. The atmosphere in the main hall was extremely tense, and all eyes were fixed on the Regent of the Qing Dynasty.
I don't know how long it took before I heard Dorgon let out a long breath: "Let's talk about how to deal with the Southern Dynasty... To fight or not to fight? Is the marriage in Dongguo allowed or not?"
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