After receiving Zhu Cihong's edict, Hauge sent his Baya Lazhang Jing Aobai to Pegasus to Dorgon's camp with the edict.

Hauge's idea is very simple. Don't they just want a Hong Chengchou? Doesn't the Qing Dynasty happen to have one? Just call Hong Chengchou, let Hong Chengchou take over the city defense of Beijing, and then transfer it to the Qing Dynasty. Isn't that enough?

There is no need to attack the city, and there is no need to bring in many Eight Banners warriors.

So Obai took the decree with him, spent a day and night rushing to Yongping City where Dorgon was stationed, and personally handed the decree to Dorgon, who looked extremely ugly.

Dorgon took the order and read it once, and then handed it to Fan Wencheng beside him, asking him to read it too. After Fan Wencheng read it, Dorgon asked: "How is it? Is it Zhu Cixang's handwriting?"

"It should be," Fan Wencheng said, "the handwriting is the same as that in Zhu Cihong's letter to Hong Chengchou."

Dorgon nodded and asked Obai, "What does Haoge mean?"

Oboi replied: "The banner leader Baylor wants to ask Hong Shangshu to leave, so that the warriors will not suffer heavy casualties under the strong city of Beijing."

Dorgon nodded and waved his hand to send Obai down to wait for the news.

As soon as Obai stepped forward, Dorgon gave a heavy grunt.

Fan Wencheng on the side was trembling and quickly said to Dorgon: "Your Majesty, why don't you let Hong Chengchou go to Beijing and let him pay his dues and make meritorious service!"

Dorgon glanced at Fan Wencheng and said, "Do you dare to vouch for him? What if he enters Beijing to take charge of the defense? He can fight, and now there is no Emperor Chongzhen to give random orders, we can capture him

The city of Beijing that holds fast?”

"Slave," Fan Wencheng knelt down in front of Dorgon, "Slave is just a wrapper, and I am not qualified to vouch for him..."

"You don't want to protect him, where are the others?" Dorgon glanced coldly through the tent, "Is anyone willing to protect him?"

Duduo said: "What else can we guarantee? The evidence is conclusive...Beijing recognized him as Hong Chengchou, and Shen Zhixiang (Xu Shungong) sent an envoy from the Xuanfu to report that Jiang Yu from Datong had been killed.

He took the banner of the Ming Dynasty, refused to surrender to the Qing Dynasty, and even allowed Zhu Cijiong and Wang Yongji's troops to enter the country. This Hong Chengchou was clearly in the Qing camp and his mind was clear!

If we are allowed to enter Beijing, I am afraid that our entry into the customs will be in vain!"

Dorgon's confidant, Guarjia Ganglin, a scholar of the Academy of Chinese History, said: "Although the evidence is conclusive, we must give him a chance to defend himself... We must make him die convinced."

This Gang Lin has a good relationship with Hong Chengchou and wants to help him. However, it is impossible to vouch for Lao Hong. He is not strong enough yet.

"Okay, that's it." Dorgon nodded, "I will give him one last chance and listen to what he has to say."

Hong Chengchou was quickly brought in. He was not tied up and was watched by two bagaras with white flags. Dorgon asked someone to show him Zhu Cihong's edict. After reading it, Hong Chengchou collapsed.

This Zhu Cixiang is so treacherous! All kinds of evidence can be strung together into a chain, why should he deny it like this?

And...why did Zhu Cixiang harm him like this? Hong Chengchou really couldn't figure it out. He had become a traitor. But there are so many traitors these days. Even Wu Sanfeng, the brother of Zhu Cixiang's beloved concubine Wu Sanmei, and uncle Zu Dashou were traitors.

Zhu Cihong didn’t have trouble with other traitors! He didn’t set up the Three Shun Wang and Yi Shun Gong, nor did he harm Fan Wencheng. Why did he deliberately set up so many traps to harm him, Hong Chengchou? What grudge does he have with Prince Zhu? No!

How to explain this? Even if Hong Chengchou is so smart, he doesn't know what's going on - it's impossible for him to know now how much contribution he made to the Manchus to pacify the world in history!

So he had no way to defend himself and could only wait to die!

But he is a coward who is afraid of death - if he were not afraid of death, he would have become a loyal martyr long ago. He became a traitor because he was afraid of death, but now he, a traitor, has been framed as a loyal martyr... When something like this happens

, can it not make people collapse?

Hong Chengchou used to look quite wretched, but now he looked more like a cunning villain. He was kneeling there listlessly, trembling, and looking like he was dying.

"This, this..." Dorgon looked at his hopeless look and shook his head repeatedly, "This Hong Chengchou doesn't seem to be in Cao Ying and in Hanguan Second Master!"

When Hong Chengchou heard this, he seemed to be grasping at straws, and immediately responded: "Your Majesty Mingjian, I am not a person like Mr. Guan... I am just a villain, how can I have my heart in Mingying?"

?”

Dorgon shook his head and sighed: "Hong Hengjiu, stop pretending... what you did is more beautiful than Mr. Guan! The Ming Dynasty was already destroyed, but you saved everyone! So Zhu

The prince wants you to be a bachelor and make you a marquis!

You want your name to go down in history! You want to be in "The Biography of Loyal Ministers", but I, the Qing Dynasty, can't keep you! Alas, I can only tell you that it's too late to meet you!"

Hong Chengchou really didn't have time to cry. What's the matter? He was obviously a hardcore traitor, but he suddenly became an anti-Qing hero! He was about to die generously...

"Prince Regent, I have been wronged," Hong Chengchou knew that something was wrong and burst into tears. "I am not a loyal minister who will go down in history. I am just a villain who is greedy for life and afraid of death!"

Dorgon shook his head: "Oh, don't taint yourself...you are a loyal martyr, a loyal martyr of the Ming Dynasty!

Everyone, do you think he is loyal?"

Duduo nodded and said, "He is Zhonglie!"

Prince Zheng Jierharang gave him a thumbs up: "It doesn't look like it, but what you do is undoubtedly loyal!"

Fan Wencheng bowed and said: "Hong Hengjiu, please bow to Fan Wencheng!"

The great scholar Ganglin also paid his respects: "Hong Hengjiu, Ganglin admires him!"

Okay, thanks to you all...

Dorgon sighed: "Since everyone thinks that Hengjiu is a loyal martyr, then we won't let him go... drag him out and behead him! Fan Wencheng, go and supervise the beheading!"

Hong Chengchou was really anxious and shouted loudly: "I am wronged! I, Hong Chengchou, am really not Zhu Cixiang's internal agent. I am loyal to the Qing Dynasty!"

But no one in the tent hall believed that he was a traitor, so no matter what he shouted, the two Bagala warriors who followed him still carried him outside the camp gate. Fan Wencheng, who was supervising the execution, also followed, not knowing where to start.

A jug of wine was brought, and when he saw Hong Chengchou, who was crying like a man in tears, he had someone tie him up and hold him there, so he went up with the wine to toast him.

"Brother Hengjiu, drink before you leave!"

How could Hong Chengchou drink it? He just cried and said: "I am wronged! I, Hong Chengchou, am really not Zhu Cixiang's internal correspondent. I am loyal to the Qing Dynasty!"

Fan Wencheng shook his head, his acting skills were really top-notch, I can't help but admire him... He waved his hand and said to the two Bagala warriors: "Give him a good time!"

Then he raised and lowered the knife, the knife was very fast, and Hong Chengchou was in great pain...

...

On the fifth day of the fifth lunar month in the 17th year of Chongzhen's reign in the Qing Dynasty, outside Desheng Gate in Beijing.

The people of Beijing were eagerly awaiting the stay in Beijing of the Ming Dynasty. The governor of the Northern Zhili Military Affairs and the great scholar Hong Chengchou finally arrived! Dressed in a black gauze python robe and dressed like a governor of the Ming Dynasty, they arrived sitting on a coffin - they were all beheaded and did not sit down.

What to sit on in the coffin? It's not a thin-skinned coffin, but a fine manchurian ash coffin, painted with a layer of red paint. It looks dignified. And there is also Ao Bai, who has just been promoted to become the first warrior in Manchuria, who personally guides the coffin.

The yellow flag's white-armored soldiers deliver goods, not to mention how majestic they are.

"This, this, this...why is it a coffin?"

"Director Hong, could it be that..."

Luo Yangxing, who led a group of ministers and bankrupt Beijing gentry, greeted Hong Chengchou outside the Urn of Deshengmen. Guang Shiheng and the others were so shocked that they could not speak when they saw the coffin.

Obai had already ridden his horse, and when he arrived in front of Luo Yangxing and Guang Shiheng, he cupped his hands on the horse and said: "You two, the Hong Chengchou you want has been delivered, and it's in the coffin... Please sign for it.

"

"Then, then, why was it put in the coffin?" Luo Yangxing asked, "Is it dead or alive?"

"Of course they are dead," Obai smiled bitterly, "Those who are alive should ride in a sedan or a car. Where can I sit in a coffin?"

"How did you die?"

Obai spread his hands and said, "Commander Luo, this is going to take a long time... You'd better check the receipt first, and then talk about it slowly after you're done."
Chapter completed!