Chapter 29 I want your rights ()

The bone-seeming coldness faintly emerges in Shengjing on the autumn night.

Chongzheng Hall.

Huang Taiji didn't like the smell of candles, so there were still more than a dozen butter lamps burning in the central area of ​​the Qing Dynasty.

"Since Emperor Gao (Wu)'s thirteenth pair of armor launched, it has been decades. Our Qing army is ten times more brave than the Ming army, but Ning Yuan is still the same. What do you think?" Huang Taiji seemed to have no appetite and could not be interested in the food in front of him.

Several heavyweight generals of the Qing Dynasty, Beile, were all from military backgrounds, and there was not so much red tape. After discussing military and national affairs for more than a day, he simply set up a table in Chongzheng Hall and chewed on the ground.

Da Beile Daishan seemed to have a grudge against the lamb leg in front of him, and bit it desperately, and the front of the clothes was covered with oil stains. As if he had not heard Huang Taiji's words, he turned around and copied the lamb leg in front of Fan Wencheng behind him.

"This old fox! I always say something about offending people!" Fan Wencheng shouted at the cunning Dai Shan in his stomach.

"Since Your Majesty ascended the throne, he has been self-decided and hardworking, and has been a famous king who is rare in the ages." Fan Wencheng pushed the table and praised Huang Taiji with a stern tone.

It is not entirely a flattery. Huang Taiji is indeed diligent, especially in terms of flag affairs, and he has to do everything in detail.

"My Eight Banners' sharp soldiers fought ten times the strength of the Ming army. Although many of them have won over the years, they are hard to make great progress. Emperor Gao failed at Ningyuan City, and Ningyuan is still the same now." Fan Wencheng is also a close minister. He doesn't have so much concern. He was instructed by Huang Taiji and was even more bold: "It's because my Eight Banners cannot work together..."

Fan Wencheng has already made the topic clear, and these people know what Huang Taiji wants to do.

Daishan Da Beile was still pretending to be stupid and competing with lamb legs, and he didn't care what he was talking about.

Huang Taiji wants to seize power again! Everyone understands.

Since Huang Taiji ascended the throne, he has been deliberately destroying the Eight Banners' political system and finally changed the equal status of the former Eight Banners' lords and became the de facto emperor of the entire Manchuria.

Among the four major belles in the Nurhaci era, Amin and Mangourtai were already squeezed out. The cunning Daishan saw that the limelight was wrong and immediately expressed his loyalty to Huang Taiji.

Huang Taiji urgently divided the two red flags and two blue flags, bringing part of the power of the four flags into his arms. This is not enough, Huang Taiji needs to further concentrate on the military power.

It is obvious that I will take action against the two white men.

Dorgon and Duoduo, the two white flag owners, were the targets Huang Taiji wanted to attack.

Now that Duoduo is fighting a left vanguard on the front line of Ningyuan, Dorgon seems to be alone and lonely.

Someone is secretly watching Dorgon.

This is a battle for power, as fierce as a battlefield where flesh and blood are flying.

The Chongzheng Hall was terrible and only Dai Shan was still chewing on it as if no one was around.

Dorgon was upset by the sound made by Dai Shan, and he lowered his head and kept silent.

In fact, I should have expected that this emperor brother would attack the two white men sooner or later.

Dorgon suddenly regretted it, regretting the bloody battle again and again.

Because that's just making wedding dresses for others.

"Prince Rui, what do you think of Xian Dou's words?" Huang Taiji asked Dorgon with a smile.

This is a naked challenge, right?

The young Dorgon suddenly stood up and stepped forward.

Huang Taiji still sat still, looking at him with a smile on his face.

The confidant Aobai next to him immediately pressed the knife and shouted like a thunderous thunder: "Prince Rui, what are you...what are you going to do?"

The air in Chongzheng Hall suddenly tightened, and even Dai Shan put down his lamb legs and looked straight at Dorgon.

Dorgon pushed Oboi away and pointed at Huang Taiji, but couldn't speak for a moment.

Huang Taiji was still smiling.

"Brother, what have you not got enough?"

After saying that, Dorgon left with his clothes.

Everyone was stunned.

The fierce political struggle has always been in a calm state. If it is time for war to meet, it means that the outcome has been decided long ago. The so-called military solution is just the dying struggle of the loser.

"Prince Rui is still young and has had such a bad temper since he was a child. Haha, everyone is free, casual." Huang Taiji sniffed, narrowed his eyes and looked at Dorgon away.

Everyone had no intention of eating and made excuses to leave.

"Everyone is gone, you are tired too, go down."

The giant bear bowed and retreated, and only Huang Taiji and Fan Wencheng were left in Chongzheng Hall.

"Your Majesty, Prince Rui... I'm talking about the two white flags. In fact, it's not time to come naturally. You might as well talk about it slowly." Fan Wencheng said carefully: "Isn't it too fucking to do this? What if Prince Rui turns his back..."

"I know best what kind of person Dorgon is, he will not turn against him." Huang Taiji knew very well about Dorgon's character.

Dorgon is definitely a guy with a big picture and will not really turn against him.

"Things of the world are unpredictable... I think it's better to make a long-term plan." Fan Wencheng was still worried.

"Can't wait, Ye Keshu has been killed..." Huang Taiji looked very calm, not as if his beloved son had died at all: "I will choose the right time to announce this news, but it is definitely not now."

"Ah!" Fan Wencheng was almost fallen in shock, and he immediately understood the reason why the Manchu master was anxious to showdown with Dorgon.

The eldest son Haoge is definitely ranked outside the candidate for the prince. Ye Keshuyou, who is most likely to enter the position of crown prince, suddenly died, and the remaining candidates are Fulin and Bomuboguoer.

These two children are supported by powerful Mongolian forces behind them, but they are too young.

How old can the eight banner masters and princes be able to return to their hearts? They definitely don’t have that ability.

Therefore, Huang Taiji must hold the Eight Banners as soon as possible and integrate and consolidate power as soon as possible to avoid the Qing Dynasty falling apart after death due to civil strife.

From the perspective of Huang Taiji, doing so is obviously the best choice.

"Take care for your Majesty." At this critical moment, Fan Wencheng said nothing is unnecessary.

"Haha, I'm not that fragile yet. I'll go to Concubine Zhuang tonight to watch her write," Huang Taiji laughed and patted Fan Wencheng's shoulder and said, "Concubine Zhuang can write and paint, but it's all your credit for Fan Xiandou."

"I... I'm a man who left." Fan Wencheng knew that Huang Taiji's ease was pretending, so he stepped back with great sensibility.

Only Huang Taiji was left in the hall, with the jumping lights shining.

Huang Taiji collapsed to the ground as if his spine was removed. His fingers clenched the pillar beside him and barely stood up. His eyes were filled with tears, fearing that someone would hear him crying in a low voice: "Ye Keshu, my son..."

I don’t know how long it took, but Huang Taiji finally returned to normal and whispered loudly: “Come on, go to Yongfu Palace.”

As soon as Huang Taiji left, the angry Dorgon went back: "Where is the emperor? Where have you gone?"

Almost in the footsteps of Huang Taiji, Dorgon rushed into Yongfu Palace angrily, pushed away the smiling Concubine Zhuang, and started a quarrel with Huang Taiji.

"You guys go down."

Huang Taiji smiled and shouted away the guards and maids: "I know Prince Rui's temperament. He has been so hot since he was a child. Don't make a fuss."

Concubine Zhuang waved her hand and signaled everyone to retreat, then helped the two brothers cover the door with tactfulness.

Until midnight, Dorgon could be heard quarreling loudly, and occasionally Huang Taiji could be heard whispering something.

No matter what the two said, they were not what the guards should know.

After the second half of the night, the quarrel stopped.
Chapter completed!