Chapter 172 Who is the qualified politician!

For Dorgon, the war had been fought and the force that should be declared had been declared, but the effect had not been made, and the war could not continue. If it continued, it would have no benefit to the Qing Dynasty.

It was time to work hard to conquer the world with all my life early in the morning. At this time, for the people of Jianzhou who are sparsely populated and have a large territory, every tribe is very important.

It is obviously inappropriate to throw the lives of the tribe members in the city of naturalization.

As he said, when force cannot be conquered, he must use his brain. He wants to see Yun Zhao first, then evaluate this person before considering how to use tricks against this person.

It is better to meet than to be famous! This is Dorgon's attitude towards people that he has always followed.

However, he was busy looking at Yun Zhao, but ignored Fan San. He believed that such a small person could be captured by him, whether it was a bribery or a threat, and there was no need for him to take action.

Fan San, who received the Dorgon's scripture, said goodbye to Fan Wencheng with his uncle and nephew.

Fan Wencheng hopes that Fan Wenshan can regain his ancestors. Fan San only thought about how to leave these jackal-like people as soon as possible so as to return to Lantian City to discuss with his cheap father and mother whether the five taels of gold he got should buy a store, or buy some ewes and cows, and start a new livelihood for his family.

Fan San is a very practical person and has a very clear understanding of his own value!

More than a year ago, he felt that he should be worthy of the ten taels of silver, so he exchanged his life for ten taels of silver.

A month ago, he felt that his value should have increased a little, so Qian Shaoxiao gave him a small amount of gold, and he was at ease. This time, he worked hard for five taels of gold, Fan San recognized this value. He felt that if he died accidentally because of this, Qian Shaoxiao would not take back the five taels of gold handed to his mother. This was agreed in advance, Qian Shaoxiao seemed to be a person who kept his promises very much.

As for the Fan family wealth that Fan Wencheng was going to give him, Fan San thought it was a joke... He didn't believe a word!

As for Fan Wencheng's statement that he is Fan Xiaoshan's eldest son... Fan San felt that Fan Wencheng was treating him as a fool.

Don’t say that I am not, even after so many hard days, Fan San doesn’t think he has anything to do with Fan Xiaoshan.

But his cheap father was treating him well... Although his cheap father's life was sometimes a small piece of fat, sometimes half a piece of cake left by the customer, or a few bird eggs taken out of the bird's nest... just relying on these, Fan San survived and grew very strong.

After crossing the Sanggan River, Fan San threw away the white flag, pulled out his horse from the fortress, and ran towards Lantian City without stopping.

"Fan Wencheng said you are Fan Xiaoshan's son?" Qian Shaoshao said in surprise.

Fan Sandao: "In Fan's family, our mother is a person who is bullied at will, and it is possible for anyone's son to be."

Speaking of such a thing, Fan San doesn't seem to care much.

Qian Shaoshao said: "Fan Xiaoshan has indeed transferred a lot of property to Liaodong. I know this, you should know it."

Fan San spread his hands and said, "Does it have anything to do with me?"

"You can think about it."

Fan San played with a handful of copper coins and said, "I just want to buy a dog now. My yard is a bit big, and I don't have a more powerful dog to guard the house. I'm not at ease."

The reason why we continued to fight north was to fulfill the county master's wish of Bumubutai. When the county master's wish was fulfilled, he was willing to set up a grand banquet to entertain heroes from all walks of life!

Let me tell you that the story cannot be too single, there must be countless versions to describe this matter, and it must be explained from various angles, so it is best to convince people when they hear it.

For example, Duoduo's mouth, Haoge's mouth, Fan Wencheng's mouth... Hahaha, I'm so smart."

"Zhang Guozhu, you don't believe it. Jiannu actually wants to compete with us for rumors... You can get Han Lingshan out quickly, I want to use his broken mouth!

He just won the title of a madman in the capital, and it happened to be used!

When he went to Hong Chengchou and Sun Chuanting's army, he told them that the county lord liked Bumubutai, even if it was said that the county lord had no worries because of Bumubutai.

In short, let the world know that the county magistrate is completely angry for the beauty!”

Zhang Guozhu quietly waited for the money to finish his words, then packed up the notes in his hand and said, "What you said makes sense. The county priest is not a person who cares about face. It is not a big problem to say that he is a pervert. However, do you need to tell me if your sister has a personal opinion?

Otherwise, I think it will be detrimental to the bridal chamber that the county magistrate has been waiting for for a long time.”

Qian Shaoshao said disdainfully: "What a kind of person my sister!"

Zhang Guozhu said with a flashing expression: "No one knows more clearly who your sister is than us. You should first convince your sister and tell her that this is your idea and has nothing to do with us."

Qian Shaoshao thought for a moment and nodded heavily.

He also suddenly remembered that his sister didn't seem to be a good match.

After reading Qian Shaoshao's publicity plan, Yun Zhao thought it was very good, but the details were still lacking. Since he had already started to be shameless, he still did something to hide his mind.

For example, the princes of Bumubutai's father, the Korchin tribe, were not taken seriously in the plan, and he always had a beautiful daughter... For example, the matter of Duoduo's forced wife to seize Fan Wencheng was not explained in detail.

How did Huang Taiji get the throne of Khan who should have been Dorgon... For example, how did the leader of the Zhenglan Banner Banner Mangourtai die, and more so how did the Yehenara family curse the Aisin Gioro family...

The story does not mention the story of Dorgon in danger several times, nor does it say that Huang Taiji fainted several times.

Let the people know the private lives of the Jiannu nobles is the real highlight!

After listening carefully to Yun Zhao's suggestions, Qian Shaoshou nodded repeatedly and finally said, "My sister's place..."

Yun Zhao glanced at Qian Shaoshao and said, "My brother-in-law arranged rumors for his brother-in-law, can't he ask me to explain it?"

Qian Shaoshao carefully filled Yun Zhao's teacup with water and sighed: "You are the most despicable person."

Yun Zhao took a sip of tea and said, "This is the politics I have told you. If these rumors can work, I don't mind being more despicable. You and Dorgon have a habit of breaking their sleeves and sharing their peaches, I recognize it!"

"Jiannu will definitely make a fuss about your meeting with Dorgon, you must be prepared."

Yun Zhao said coldly: "I plan to greet Bumubutai as soon as I meet!"

“Isn’t it too rude to do this?”

Yun Zhao looked at Qian Shaoshao with cold eyes and said, "Do you want me to greet his father?"

Qian Shaoshou hurriedly said: "This is an envoy meeting..."

"Shut up! Did Emperor Chongzhen of the Ming Dynasty recognize the founding of the Jianzhou people?"

Qian Shaoshao was very uncomfortable with Yun Zhao's oppressive eyes, and shook his head and said, "This is not something that the emperor recognized. It is already a fact that the founding of the Qing Dynasty."

Yun Zhao said: "If the Emperor of Ming Dynasty did not recognize them, they would always be Jiannu! I would like to support the Emperor of Ming Dynasty.

At this point, I am the most loyal subject of the Ming Emperor!

If you even think that Jiannu is a country, then more people will think that if you can’t constantly expel hatred against Jiannu, do you expect others to fight Jiannu with all our hearts?

Stand firmly on your feet. Since you are a Ming Dynasty person, then no matter what Jiannu looks like, he is our enemy. You should have the slightest recognition of the enemy! This is the position you, a Ming Dynasty person, should have!

The enemy is the enemy!"

Just when Yun Zhao and his group were doing the behind-the-scenes operations for this meeting, Dorgon was also not idle.

"I heard that Yun Zhao and Lu Xiangsheng were in a turmoil and wanted to rebel. How did this matter be determined?"

Fan Wencheng said: "We have caught some people from the Tianxiong Army, some of whom have surrendered, and the slaves thought they could let them go back and put them in jail."

Dorgon nodded and said, "Gao Qiqian, Yang Sichang and Yun Zhao are incompatible. Is there any place to use?"

Fan Wencheng said: "Gao Qiqian, Yang Sichang is more afraid of Yun Zhao. It is difficult to be a enemy of Yun Zhao head-on. However, he should be willing to do things like going with the flow.

However, Yun Zhao forced the royal family to lower the rent and taxes and seized the royal family's livelihood. This is something that can be made full use of and convinced that we have the staff of these royal family."

"Is it possible to force Yun Zhao to join my Qing Dynasty?"

Dorgon thought for a moment and said.

Fan Wencheng shook his head and said, "Yun Zhao is a wolf-like man and ambitious. This person can only be killed, not kept."

Dorgon smiled and said, "This Ming Dynasty seems that there are many heroes and heroes, so why are they unwilling to be used by the emperor?"

Fan Wencheng sighed and said, "It is because there are too many talents that it is so chaotic. People like slaves are not good at Daming, but they are not willing to die of old age.

Life is only seventy years old, and it is a blink of an eye. It is said that leopards will leave their skins when they die, and geese will leave their shadows when they pass by. Slaves are willing to do things, but the Ming Dynasty will not give me this opportunity.

It was my Qing Dynasty who gave me the opportunity to open my arms like me, and I dared not to die if I could do anything?”

Dorgon smiled and said, "What you said is the truth."

Fan Wencheng bowed and said, "I only treat my Qing Dynasty with the only word "sincere" and will persevere."

"Do you think it's enough to plan Yun Zhao like this?"

"Your Majesty is far from enough!"

“Why?”

"Yun Zhao is an enemy type that we have never encountered before. He does not have the integrity of a scholar or a doctor, nor does he think of a little person, nor does he have the hero in the general sense. He is an official, a bandit, and an ambitious man. He is like a wild boar made of a tiger, a poisonous snake, a fox, and a wild wolf!

The prince was calculating him, and he would definitely plot against him. He knew that the prince treated him with such high courtesy, which would of course cause the emperor to misunderstand, but he didn't even do something to consider and agreed directly.

The slave thought he must have had a perfect solution!”

Dorgon laughed and said, "I haven't met such an interesting person for many years. Fan Wencheng, I will give you full power. I will collect more of Yun Zhao's handles and make contributions to one battle!"

Fan Wencheng knelt on one knee and replied: "Yeah!"

The grassland on June 15th is as clear as the sky.

This is the best time of the year on the grasslands. Although the smoke of gunpowder is still rising along the Sanggan River, wars are endless.

The remaining Mongolians still walked towards the hedgehog-like fortress under the pressure of the Jianzhou people in despair. They held simple wooden shields and shouted with the simplest weapons, crying and attacked the fortress again and again.

So, the expected artillery fire exploded among the crowd, and black smoke rose up. The sad Mongolians advanced towards the fortress in the black smoke and fire.

Countless black muzzles stretched out from the fortress. Every time black smoke and flames were sprayed, some people in the Mongolian crowd fell and could not get up again.

Some Mongolians who suddenly collapsed dropped the wooden shield and knife in their hands, shouted and turned around and ran backwards. The Jianzhou people hiding outside the range of the musket would shoot them down one by one with cold feather arrows.

There are swollen corpses floating on the clear Sanggan River water, both men, women, young and old, slowly drifting with the flow.
To be continued...