Dorgon issued an order to search the remnants of Haoge's party throughout the city.

This search is strict and broad, and it is based on the principle that it is better to kill a thousand people by mistake than to let one go.

Many people who had only had one or two contacts with Hauge were also arrested and imprisoned and executed without interrogation.

For a moment, blood flowed into the city of Beijing, causing panic.

Duoduo was responsible for this arrest operation. He was already a cold-hearted person, so he naturally wanted to take this opportunity to eliminate dissidents. Many people who were not a member of Haoge but had disagreements with Dorgon's brothers were also arrested.

Things are getting bigger and bigger, but no one dares to stand up and say a word.

Dai Shan remained silent, Jierhalang remained silent. Emperor Shunzhi and Empress Dowager Xiaozhuang naturally did not speak out. Everyone seemed to be intentionally or unintentionally indulging the Dorgon brothers to make trouble, and a white horror filled the upper part of Beijing.

The Eight Banners nobles became increasingly dissatisfied with the Dorgon brothers, but they dared not speak out due to their power.

Fan Wencheng was worried about this.

He didn't expect that things would be so big.

The development to this current situation is no longer controlled by manpower.

But if he let his development go unrelated, Fan Wencheng Zhen was worried that it would make the Qing Dynasty disunited.

When Lao Khan and the old emperor were there, the cohesion of the Eight Banners was the strongest, but when Dorgon came to power, so many conflicts broke out. After all, Dorgon's personal ability was not enough and he could not suppress everyone.

But the Qing court always needed a leader, and it was already good to draw general Dorgon among the shorts.

If it were Haoge, the situation would probably be even more out of control, right?

Thinking of this, Fan Wencheng couldn't help but sigh.

If the former emperor Huang Taiji was still there, I am afraid that the Qing Dynasty had already unified the world, so how could there be so many troubles now?

Just as he was sad, a servant suddenly reported that the Regent asked him to go to the royal palace.

Fan Wencheng did not dare to delay and quickly asked someone to prepare a carriage and rushed to the Regent's Mansion.

After arriving at the Regent's Mansion, Fan Wencheng carefully followed the eunuch into the Yimen.

The Regent is not in a good mood now, so Fan Wencheng is even more careful.

Through the courtyard, Fan Wencheng was taken to Dorgon's bedroom.

The eunuch went to report, and Fan Wencheng stood quietly in front of the bedroom, thinking about how to persuade Dorgon for a while.

After a moment, the eunuch went back and asked Fan Wencheng to meet him.

Fan Wen Cheng Zhen cleaned his robe and clothes, took a deep breath and walked into the bedroom.

As soon as he entered the hall, Fan Wencheng smelled a strong smell of medicine. The smell was very strong, giving people a feeling of dullness.

Fan Wencheng frowned, but walked inward.

Dorgon is now lying on the bed, closing his eyes to rest. After seeing Dorgon, Fan Wencheng immediately pushed the golden mountain and turned the jade pillar into his head and bowed.

"Slave Fan Wencheng pays homage to the Regent."

Dorgon opened his eyes, raised his hand and said weakly: "Mr. Fan, please get up."

Fan Wencheng stood up carefully, and stood with his hands on his side waiting for Dorgon's inquiry.

"Mr. Fan knows why I want to call you?"

"The slave doesn't know."

"That waste Zheng Zhilong was defeated."

Dorgon said with slightest voice: "I just received the report that Zheng Zhilong was defeated in the battle of Jiangxi, and the main force has retreated to Fujian. Judging from his appearance, he can't hold on for long, so this person is unreliable..."

Fan Wencheng was shocked.

Zheng Zhilong was defeated so quickly.

Dorgon sighed and said, "This is really a bad year. First it was Wu Sangui, then Zheng Zhilong. The two of them were defeated one after another. Are my Qing Dynasty really unable to fight south?"

Seeing Dorgon's appearance, Fan Wencheng quickly comforted him: "Don't be anxious about the Regent, victory or defeat is a common thing for military affairs. King Pingxi and Zheng Zhilong were just defeated, and they would be the ones who will fight back in the future."

Dorgon also knew that Fan Wencheng said this was mostly to comfort him. He smiled dejectedly and said, "If this is true, I will feel at ease."

Fan Wencheng hesitated for a moment, but still gritted his teeth and said, "Report to the Regent, I don't know whether to talk about it or not."

Dorgon stared at Fan Wencheng with a cold expression and said, "What Mr. Fan wants to say is related to Prince Su Haoge's rebellion?"

Fan Wencheng had nodded and said, "Regent Wang Yingming. This matter should not be implicated too many people. Now people in Beijing are in panic and are worried that this matter will involve themselves. In the long run, who else dares to speak out?"

Fan Wencheng was heart-warming about these words, but Dorgon shook his head.

"Mr. Fan thinks that I want to do this? But if this matter is not handled strictly, what prestige will I have in the future convinced?"

Dorgon paused and then continued: "Taking this opportunity to catch all the remnants of Haoge's party in one place, and I will have no worries in the future."

Fan Wencheng knew that Dorgon could not listen to the advice, so he no longer forced himself.

"I called Mr. Fan to hear your opinion. Where should I go to the Qing Dynasty now?"

"Why did the prince say this?"

Fan Wencheng asked in confusion: "My Qing Dynasty is favored by God and will definitely be able to unify the world. How can it come and go?"

"I am still confident that I can transport grain by sea, after all, I can transport grain northwards by sea. But if Zheng Zhilong falls, who will transport grain to me? The hundreds of thousands of troops in the north will starve to death without food?"

Dorgon said helplessly: "If you retreat to the outside of the pass, will the situation be better?"

Fan Wencheng was completely shocked when he heard this.

The Regent actually had such a terrible idea.

"Your Majesty, this is absolutely absolutely impossible."

After striving for three lifetimes, the Eight Banners of the Qing Dynasty finally entered the pass and controlled Shaanxi, Shanxi, Henan, Beizhili and other places. Now the Regent actually wanted to give up all the gains and took the initiative to retreat outside the pass. What exactly did he think?

"I just asked casually."

Dorgon pressed his hands down, indicating that Fan Wencheng should be anxious.

"Mr. Fan thinks, if he does not withdraw from the customs, how should the military ration be resolved?"

Fan Wencheng also knew that the problem of food was a big problem. However, he recently learned from the Qing Dynasty sent to Shandong that the Ming people seemed to have planted a crop in Shandong with extremely high yields. If it could be introduced to the north, it might have a miraculous effect.

"Reported to the prince, I heard that people have planted a crop called potato in Shandong. The yield is several times that of ordinary wheat and rice, and it is extremely cold-resistant and drought-resistant. If it can be introduced to the north, it can solve the problem of hundreds of thousands of troops eating."

Dorgon asked with some doubts: "I have heard of potatoes, but is it really that mysterious? What's more, I heard from the Han people that oranges grow in Huainan are oranges, and those born in Huainan are tangerines. Will this be the same with potatoes?"

Fan Wencheng sighed and said, "This slave cannot guarantee it. But if you don't try it, how can you know if it's OK?"

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