The Jurchens felt that they were treated differently, but Dorgon didn't think so.

In his opinion, having a Jurchen is just a group of ungrateful wolves who are not well-fed.

They ate Manchus and drank Manchus, but in the end they gathered to rebel. They were simply a bunch of beasts who knew nothing about shame.

His anger arose from his heart, and evil arises to his courage.

"If I don't kill these ignorant things, I will not be the descendants of Aisin Gioro!"

"Fourth Brother, what are you going to do?"

Duoduo is also a vengeful lord. He is the only one who bullies others on weekdays. Now that he is so posed by the Jurchens, he can bear it, and he wishes to fight to the death with the Jurchens.

"This matter should not be known to too many people in the capital, but the owners of each banner must know."

Dorgon thought for a while and said, "There are Jurchens in each banner. If you really want to attack them, you must first cure these people. I am worried that the owners of each banner will not agree."

Although after the reform, the Eight Banners are no longer the Eight Banners of the Nurhaci era, and the status of the banner owners of each banner has been declining again and again. But they are still the banner owners after all.

If Dorgon offended the banner owners in order to quell the Jurchen rebellion, it would not be his original intention.

After all, the banner is considered the private property of the banner owner, and the Jurchens who were enshrined in the Eight Banners are no exception.

"Fourth Brother, you're too worried. Who else dares to openly oppose you after Haoge? Even Daishan's old fox changed his words immediately?"

Duoduo looked indifferent and spread his hands and said, "Those Jurchens were killed, who dared to have a quarrel with you for this?"

"That's right, but it's better not to make the relationship too stiff."

After moving the capital, Dorgon came into contact with more Han culture in the Central Plains, including the emperor's mind skills.

As a superior, it is not a person who does whatever he wants.

More often than not, you have to balance the power of all parties.

For example, Jirgalang and Daishan, these two people are obviously not Dorgon's supporters. But Dorgon has to use it.

Not only did he use it, he also had to use the right position. He used Daishan and Jirgalang had nothing to say.

The people in the world have nothing to say.

As for the little emperor Shunzhi, it doesn't matter.

At present, Shunzhi had no other choice except nodding and saying yes.

"You will be on my behalf to communicate with the flag owners of each flag to make them mentally prepared."

Dorgon ordered: "Especially for Daishan and Jirgalang, what should be said must be said."

The more powerful Dorgon takes over, the more he feels a sense of crisis.

It feels very uncomfortable to feel like you are sitting on pins and needles. It seems that if you are not careful, you will be overthrown by opponents and beheaded.

Therefore, Dorgon must be very cautious and ensure that he does not leak water.

"Don't worry, Brother Fourteenth, are you not at ease doing my business?"

Duoduo said indifferently.

Dorgon smiled bitterly and said, "It is because you did it that I am not at ease."

Duoduo quit now.

"Fourth Brother, what do you mean? Are you saying that Ajige is better than me?"

When I heard that Dodo was competing with Azig Dorgon, I felt that my head was too big.

These two people are brave, and the other is unruly, but they both lack some brains. Such people are suitable at most as generals, but they are somewhat lacking in being superiors.

So Dorgon had to think about many things himself, because these two brothers were too worry-free.

"I didn't say that. OK, okay, don't think too much, just do what I said."

Dorgon felt so confused that he wanted to be alone and calm.

"You can get out of nothing else."

Although Duoduo was very reluctant, he still bowed and left.

When he left the palace, he happened to bump into Fan Wencheng.

The scene of the two meeting was once very awkward.

You should know that Duoduo once took the initiative to tease Fan Wencheng's wife and even wanted to dominate him as his concubine.

Although the matter was eventually suppressed, it still had a very bad impact on the high-level officials of the Qing Dynasty.

"I pay homage to Prince Yu."

After hesitating for a moment, Fan Wencheng still saluted Duoduo.

After all, he is just a slave. In front of his master, he must have the awareness of a slave.

Although he is favored now, he is the number one strategist around the Regent, but the long-term claustrophobia told him that what determines his future was the Regent's words.

The Regent can not only determine his freedom, but also his life and death.

Prince Yu is the regent's younger brother.

As brothers, there is no reason not to favor younger brothers.

What's more, in front of an outsider.

So Fan Wencheng has to swallow no matter how much pain he has in his heart.

"Get up."

Duoduo glanced at Fan Wencheng with disdain.

He had no good impression of this Han slave. Perhaps it was Fan Wencheng's inaction attitude that made Duoduo disgusted.

What he looked down upon most in his life were cartilage and dog licking.

But Fan Wencheng took both of them.

Such a dog slave can be valued by the Fourteenth Brother. I don’t know what kind of ecstasy soup this dog slave has given to the Fourteenth Brother.

"Don't block the way when I see you far away!"

If you don’t like a person, then you will be disliked by everything you see when you look at him.

That's what Duoduo is now.

Although Fan Wencheng was angry, he didn't dare to let go, so he could only tolerate and said, "Slave obeys the order."

"snort!"

Duoduo snorted coldly, shook his sleeves and left.

After Duoduo walked away, Fan Wencheng got up from the ground and dusted the dust on his body and sighed helplessly.

He walked straight toward the depths of the palace.

He has been to the Regent's Mansion many times and is already familiar with it.

I saw him waiting in front of Dorgon's bedroom, and after the eunuch reported it, he took him in.

After seeing Dorgon, Fan Wencheng bowed as usual.

Dorgon stepped forward and helped him up.

"What happened to Mr. Fan?"

"Report to the prince, it's North Korea. North Korea complains that the Regent collects too much grain, and asks the Regent not to collect grain anymore."

Dorgon couldn't help but be furious when he heard this.

"A mere country of projectiles actually has such a temper. OK, it seems that the lesson I have taught them is too light."

Forget it, Dorgon turned out the window, with his hands on his back, looking at the scenery outside the window in a daze.

Fan Wencheng didn't know what Dorgon was thinking at this moment, so he had to serve him respectfully.

After a long time, Dorgon continued: "The North Korean food collection cannot be stopped. They only know that it is difficult for them. Isn't it difficult for me? Nowadays, there is a shortage of food in all parts of the country. What should the Eight Banners eat? I want to collect grain from Mongolia, but that place is poor and idle, and I can get a ghost."

He finished speaking in one breath, his chest swelling rapidly.
Chapter completed!