The Red Mansions

Chapter 968 Dorgon: The emperor's brother's bones are not cold, how can he

Chapter 968 Dorgon: The emperor's brother's bones are not cold, how can he...

Time flies, and before you know it, another two days have passed.

Jia Heng was handling official business in the official office of Beiping Mansion that day, and the junior officials reported that the new general of Xuan Mansion, Wang Ziteng, and the chief of Ji Town, Qi Jianhui, went to Beiping Mansion, waiting for Jia Heng to teach him their friendship.

At this moment, in the hall of the front yard, Wang Ziteng and Qi Jianhui were sitting opposite each other across a small table, and the teacup on the coffee table was steaming and fragrant.

Wang Ziteng's face was in a trance at the moment, and his mood was a little complicated.

He had already heard that it was because of Jia Ziyu's recommendation that he was able to nominate him this time as the chief soldier of the Xuan Mansion. Thinking of the discord in the past, he finally sighed in his heart.

After all, Jia Shi Wang Xue and the four members are connected with each other, and their bones are connected with each other.

Today, the four major families are obviously respected by the Jia family, as always.

After a while, accompanied by the sound of footsteps one after another, Jia Heng came down from the eaves to the hall under the retinue of Chen Xiao and Jinyi's guards.

Although Wang Ziteng wanted to restrain himself, he still couldn't help getting up, looked at the young man, and greeted Qi Jianhui with fists together.

Jia Heng stretched out his hands to help each other, and said softly: "The two generals quickly excuse themselves."

Then he looked at the two of them, and said in a gentle tone: "The two soldiers have reported their lives, and I think I have received it. Xuanfu and Jizhen are both important border areas. Can you guarantee that the border defense will not be breached again by Jurchen? It is up to the two There is a heavy responsibility on your shoulders."

Qi Jianhui nodded and said yes.

Jia Heng said: "I know that the defense line between Xuanfu and Jizhen is long, and there are many passes and forts. It is easy to attack and difficult to defend, but it is difficult to defend. The pass must be clear in the heart, the deployment of troops must be constant, and at the same time, we must not forget to be vigilant, and the soldiers must be paid in real time, and the imperial court will strictly investigate the issue of empty quota in the past two years."

After the rectification of the Beijing Camp and the Jiangnan and Jiangbei Camps, the imperial court's attitude towards the empty quota was basically clear, that is, to punish them severely.

As for Wang Ziteng and Qi Jianhui, who had just been frontier generals, they obviously wouldn't be like this, and he had to inspect the border several times a year from time to time to check the number of troops and inspect the defense work.

The two nodded yes.

Jia Heng said: "That's it for this matter. A few days ago, I made a survey album of passes and fortresses in Ji Town. Later, I asked the guards of Jinyi Mansion to show it to General Qi for reference."

Qi Jianhui clasped his fists and said, "The general will follow orders."

"When General Qi arrives in Ji Town, he must also visit every pass on the spot, so that he knows what's on his mind, and deploys prevention and control forces according to the actual situation." Jia Heng urged again with a solemn expression.

If he personally sits in Jizhen, then it is guaranteed that the Hu people will never dare to raid from Jizhen to Hebei and other places.

But he is destined to be unable to leave the central power core.

After giving the two generals a face-to-face order, it was almost noon, Jia Heng was about to get up, at this moment, an outside guard said: "Captain, the angel from Beijing is here."

Jia Heng's face was surprised, and he roughly guessed the purpose of the angel's visit, so he didn't say much, and surrounded by a group of guards, he went down to welcome the imperial edict.

Sure enough, the angel came here to urge Jia Heng to return to Beijing, and Emperor Chongping had already urged Jia Heng to return to Beijing.

It took about three or four months from the start of the war to the end of the war, and the Beijing camp spent a lot of money at the border, and Emperor Chongping also wanted to meet Jia Heng to arrange a marriage.

After Jia Heng received the edict, he ordered people to take the tired-looking inner eunuch to rest, while looking at Chen Xiao who was at the side, and said in a gentle voice: "Pack up and go back to Beijing in two days."

In fact, in the past two days, people have been sent to inform Xie Zaiyi to start the preparatory work for the withdrawal of the army. In addition, they also informed Cai Quan and Runan Hou Weiqi in Datong.

Chen Xiao nodded, and said: "There are not many soldiers and horses here in the Beijing camp, and preparations have already begun, but what about the Chahar Mongolia in Datong?"

Jia Heng said: "Naturally, we will go to Beijing to face the saint together."

Chahar Mongolia can be said to be a foreigner, and this kind of scene of the barbarians serving and all nations coming to court has always been a joy for the emperors of the Central Plains Dynasty.

"They want to take back the old land and still graze in the original place, and the habits of Han and Mongolia are different, so it's inconvenient to force them to merge together." Chen Xiaoxiu frowned and reminded.

The combat power of this Mongolian cavalry army is not low. Does it have a foundation in the big man? If it is really urgent, it may be of great use if it is recruited for him.

In contrast, the Beijing camp may not be helpful in times of emergency.

Jia Heng said: "This is not difficult. Now that the Jurchens have withdrawn their troops on a large scale, the original Jining Haizi can graze, and their troops will graze outside Datong and Xuanfu. They will set up administrative offices and divide and rule. The imperial court can trade freely, but the clan Zhong Ding Zhuang wants to be recruited and trained as a cavalry army, and he will go out with our Han Jingying cavalry army."

In fact, this is also the way the Qing Dynasty dealt with Chahar Mongolia in a parallel time and space.

Chen Ling nodded and said, "That's fine."

She had to think of a way, how could she help him take over Chahar Mongolia?

Jia Heng looked at Chen Xiao, with a thoughtful look on his face, and said, "Xiaoxiao, I remember that the imperial jade seal of the Northern Yuan Dynasty is still in the hands of Chahar Mongolia. When we return to Beijing, can you persuade him to give the jade seal to him?"

Compared with surrendering to the Manchu Qing Dynasty, the benefits of surrendering to the Han court are naturally needless to say, at least Ezhe's mother does not need to remarry, and the old clam makes pearls.

And the Chuanguo Yuxi belongs to the imperial court, and the emperor affirms Longyan Joy.

But before that, it is necessary to discuss this matter with E Zhe in Taiyuan. Now that the Jurchen has retreated, E Zhe may have other thoughts.

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Qing Dynasty, Shengjing City

After rushing for a while, Dorgon and Prince Li Daishan finally returned with their spirits, and they came to the majestic Shengjing City, and couldn't help feeling sad.

At this moment, from the city gate to the street, there are Jurchens and Tartars, all wearing filial piety.

At this moment, the city of Shengjing is completely immersed in grief, and at the gate of the city, headed by Empress Zhezhe of the Central Palace, beside Hai Lanzhu, the concubine of Huang Taiji in history is depressed and ill because of the loss of her son, but at this time, both No child was born, nor lost.

Concubine Zhuang Bumbutai was not far away, the face under the combed hair was covered with pear blossoms and rain, and the tenth son of the emperor, Fulin, who was leading beside her, also had tears on her face.

Accompanied by the sound of mourning music, a golden coffin on the carriage, surrounded by two flags inlaid with yellow flags, approached the city gate, crying everywhere, and the surroundings were full of crying sounds.

Dorgon, who was riding on the horse, also got off the horse at this moment, and looked at the charming Bumbutai with pear blossoms and rain, with a pity in his eyes.

At this time, Zhezhe looked at Dorgon, questioning in his eyes filled with tears, and asked: "Fourteenth brother, what is the matter with the emperor?"

Dorgon stepped forward quickly, his eyes were red, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Sister-in-law, it's hard to say."

Zhe Zhe said: "How did you protect your brother?"

As he spoke, he looked at Hauge at the side and said, "What's the matter with your father?"

Before Hauge could speak, Prince Li Daishan also came over, his face with white hair and white beard was full of wind and frost, and Cang said: "Let's go into the city, and then I will explain in detail."

When everything was settled, Huang Taiji's coffin was placed in the Xiande Hall of the Qing Palace, surrounded by white spirit banners, and the Aixinjueluo clan knelt on the left and right sides of the coffin, weeping bitterly.

Dorgon, Daishan, Jierhalang, Yuetuo, Haoge and other Manchu clans gathered in the west hall of the mourning hall to discuss matters.

After listening to Dorgon's brief account of Huang Taiji's "death", Zhezhe's brows and eyes were covered with anger, and he said: "How can you let the emperor personally lead the troops to the front line? I don't know that the emperor is over sixty years old." ?"

Everyone at the scene was questioned, and it was difficult to answer, but they just remained silent.

After Zhezhe lost his temper, at this time, Dai Shancang said in a voice: "Sister-in-law, brother Huang left in a hurry, and now the successor has not been determined. For the sake of the foundation of the ancestors, the reserve position needs to be determined early."

Zhe Zhe asked: "Who do you want to elect to succeed Khan and keep the foundation of the ancestors?"

At this time, Hauge's face was ashen, and he cast his eyes coldly on Dorgon and Azige brothers.

Dorgon said: "Sister-in-law, we are still discussing this matter."

This is, Yue Tuo's plastic surgery turned his face, and said aloud: "Han people pay attention to establishing a son and an elder. The so-called state-owned elders are the blessings of the community. Prince Su is the eldest son of the emperor's uncle, and he has made many military exploits. Naturally, Prince Su Kecheng Commander, to avenge the emperor's uncle."

This kind of self-recommendation obviously cannot come out of his own mouth, and Yue Tuo is undoubtedly quite suitable.

Hearing this, Hauge straightened his chest, with a look of determination in his eyes.

Azige snorted coldly, and said softly: "What kind of country has a prince? That's the rule of the Han people. The emperor brother was killed by the Han people. Are we going to listen to the Han people? Prince Su is arrogant and violent, how can he look like a ruler?"

In the context of the Han people, this does not look like a gentleman.

"Who are you talking about?" At this time, Hauge was furious and said, "If you brothers didn't do your best to let the father go to Ping'an Prefecture to fight for himself, how could the father die?"

Azige said in a deep voice: "I'm still making false accusations here. At that time, my fourteenth brother and I proposed to go to Ping'an Prefecture, but Brother Huang insisted on going to Ping'an Prefecture. What do you know? If it wasn't for you and Yue Tuo having eaten in Xuanfu After losing the battle, where does the emperor need to go to Pingan Prefecture?"

Hauge scolded: "Bullshit! We broke through Juyongguan and marched to the city of Beiping. You instigated my father's personal conquest. Why, it's according to your brother's wishes and you can be the emperor."

Azig's complexion changed slightly, and he said, "Shut up!"

At this moment, Zhe Zhe and others in the hall were also shocked, while Concubine Zhuang raised her beautiful face and looked at Dorgon with teary eyes.

In fact, when Huang Taiji was around, the two had already communicated with each other secretly, but Dorgon had always been ungrateful, and buried his love for his sister-in-law deeply in his heart.

Dai Shan glanced at Dorgon, who was frowning and silent, and shouted: "Prince Su, don't be presumptuous!"

At this moment, Jierharang was not far away, looking up at the several people who were arguing, his lips moved, but he didn't say a word.

This Prince Zheng has long been deprived of his status as the banner owner, and coupled with the ineffectiveness of guarding Huang Taiji, he is already a scapegoat among the Jurchen high-ranking officials.

It was only because Jierhalang was a clan after all that he sat aside and listened.

"The emperor's bones are still cold, and you quarreled endlessly. After arguing all the way, is the foundation of my ancestors in the Qing Dynasty going to be buried in your hands?" Dai Shan said coldly with a deep drink.

Not to mention, without Daishan, the intermediary, the Hauge and Dorgon brothers could meet each other and fight each other.

Dorgon's face was as cold as ice, and he said nothing.

Hauge's face was as gloomy as ice, and he said in a cold voice: "Anyway, I don't care who is the emperor, it must be the flesh and blood of the father, otherwise the father will fight all his life, not making wedding dresses for others."

As he spoke, he looked at Zhe Zhe and said, "Emiang, my son thought that only the father's flesh and blood can ascend to the Khan throne, otherwise, I'm sorry for the father under the nine springs!"

Zhezhe's eyes moved under Xiumei's eyebrows, and he said in a clear voice: "This palace is also the same idea. The emperor has worked hard for the Qing Dynasty, and now it has ended like this. No one else is qualified to inherit the throne. It must be the emperor's own son." Only when the flesh and blood succeeds to the throne can it be conquered by the hearts of the people."

As Huang Taiji's widow, she naturally has the right to speak in the clan.

But Dorgon's face was frosty when he heard the two expressed their opinions, and he was undecided for a while.

Azige said with a sneer: "It doesn't matter who is the emperor, but Hauge is not good. This person has a violent temper and can kill even the people next to him. His heart is so cold. If he becomes the emperor, treat him harshly. How can you be the opponent of the Marquis of Yongning of the Han Kingdom?"

As soon as this remark came out, Hauge's face turned livid, and he was about to explode when he was glared at by Dai Shane.

At this moment, the high-ranking officials of the Qing Dynasty are like a logic question in a public examination. Azig looks down on Hauge, and Hauge only recognizes the blood of Huang Taiji's descendants, so he chooses an answer that meets everyone's expectations.

But neither Dorgon nor Daishan made a statement, or that Dorgon himself could not say that he wanted to be emperor.

If Duo Duo is still alive, there is no doubt that Dorgon's side is undoubtedly stronger.

Dorgon hesitated for a while, but wanted to deal with it coldly, and said loudly: "Let's take care of the funeral for the emperor first, the princes and ministers of Mongolia have been waiting for a while."

Bumbutai's eyes flickered, and for some reason, a strong throbbing arose in his heart, and he began to tremble a little as he held the hand of his son Fulin beside him.

If, she meant if, if Hauge and Dorgon really couldn't agree on each other, and both sides would be hurt at every turn, then Dorgon elected her son Fulin as the throne, how would Hauge deal with it?

With this thought, Bumbutai felt his heart surge, and felt that his legs under the skirt began to move closer together.

If her son becomes emperor, she will be queen mother.

The most honorable empress dowager, the most honorable woman in the entire Qing Dynasty.

Fulin, who was holding hands by Concubine Zhuang, felt pain from being pinched by her nails, her small brows were wrinkled into broad beans, and a trace of pain appeared on her fair and clear chubby little face.

But Dorgon adopted the word "drag" and did not continue to mention this matter.

As a result, the first meeting of the high-level officials of the Qing Dynasty calmed down for the time being, but a bigger undercurrent was raging in it.

After the high-ranking officials of the Qing Dynasty worshiped in front of the mourning hall one after another, in the huge city of Shengjing, the streets, alleys, shops and private houses, every family put up filial piety to cope with the national mourning.

In the afternoon, Taiji, Baylor, and the Prince of Neikalkha also came to the Xiande Hall to hang a memorial ceremony, there was an endless stream of cars and horses, and the flow of people was bustling.

The sacrificial sheds were also set up on both sides of the street, and there was a lot of crying. Some banner people knelt down and cried bitterly, roughly saying "the emperor's kindness is not over, so let's make money".

The palace garden, Xiande Hall, and the hall with white banners were crowded with people for a while, and the cries were accompanied by the roll call of the heads of civil servants Fan Xiandou and Deng Changchun, which seemed to be a "state of etiquette".

In fact, after Jurchen plundered a large number of Han people, they absorbed a lot of nutrients from the etiquette and customs of the Han people in terms of official system, clothing and etiquette, and changed their appearance.

Of course, Jianu was originally Chen Han's vassal servant at the beginning.

The mausoleum of Huang Taiji was built long ago, surrounded by vegetation such as pines, cypresses, camphor elms, and willows, and is also surrounded by flags inlaid with yellow flags.

Seven days of mourning and 27 days of national mourning.

Although no administrative organization such as a funeral committee has been established, Dorgon and Daishan are also discussing a grand funeral.

And that night, in the side hall next to Xiande Hall, the night was dark, and on the eaves outside the window, the hanging lanterns swayed non-stop with the wind, fainting balls of orange light.

Dorgon was sitting on top of the treasure hall, looking at a book in his hand, somewhat absent-minded.

The disputes during the day can be said to present the torn side of the entire Qing Dynasty in front of Dorgon, not only Dorgon, but also Hauge, and the two have gradually become a fire and water situation.

At this moment, not far away came a woman's clear voice like broken jade, it was Bumbutai.

"Is the fourteenth brother in there?"

Dorgon paused when he heard the words, and turned to look at Bumbutai, only to see a beautiful woman in sackcloth and filial piety, holding a food box in her hand, and a tranquil state was seen on the jade face under her combed hair, Said: "Sister-in-law, why are you here?"

On Bumubutai's plump and bright face, he said softly, "I know that my fourteenth brother has been busy all day, and I think I'm hungry now, let's have some rice soup first."

Dorgon felt his heart skip a beat when he heard the words, and quickly said, "Sister-in-law, I'm not hungry."

"It's just some white fungus and lotus seed soup," Concubine Zhuang said softly, and she approached with the food box of white fungus and lotus seed soup, "Fourteenth brother, use some, the Qing Dynasty will still rely on you to save lives and perils in the future. How can it be done without a single grain of rice today?"

As he said that, he put down the lid of the food box, took out a soup bowl from it, picked up a large spoon and started scooping it in, steaming hot.

With the rolled up sleeves, a section of white lotus root is revealed. Under the light of the orange lights, it looks white and greasy like the snow of Changbai Mountain.

During YouQi's low voice, a touch of snow-capped peaks under that show's neck jumped into view, making Dorgon's heart tremble a little, and he didn't dare to look at it any more.

Dorgon glanced over, frowned slightly, his eyes somewhat absent-minded, and said softly: "Sister-in-law, I'll serve it myself."

Concubine Zhuang had already filled the soup bowl with a large spoon, and there was a slight smile in her beautiful eyes under her brows, and she said softly, "You should read a book, I'll just fill it up."

As he spoke, he approached and handed over a porcelain bowl in his hand.

Dorgon sighed, stretched out his hand to take it, and inevitably touched the soft and slender catkin, as if there were ripples in the lake of heart, he quickly settled down.

I drank a bowl lightly, the taste was sweet, with a few fresh breaths of lotus seeds and white fungus, and a little fragrance of beauty.

But when he looked up, he saw his sister-in-law was looking at him with shining eyes, those beautiful eyes full of autumn waves were like a river pond that was about to rippling with reeds, Dorgon couldn't help but want to indulge in it.

"If the fourteenth brother is not enough to eat, I will serve another bowl for the fourteenth brother." Bumbutai said softly.

Dorgon wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, and quickly said: "Sister-in-law, I'll be fine with a bowl."

But Concubine Zhuang had already reached out to take the soup bowl, but it seemed that she didn't take it firmly. The soup bowl in her hand fell to the ground with a "click" and landed on Dorgon's lap.

"Oh, fourteenth brother, this... Let me wipe it for you." Then, he picked up the handkerchief and wiped the water on Dorgon's leg.

Dorgon said: "Sister-in-law, I, I can do it myself."

While lowering her head, she seemed to be able to see a gully under the snowy skin, and quickly suppressed the restlessness in her heart.

The emperor's brother's bones are still cold, how can he be with the emperor's concubine...

No, she is his own emperor's wife, and he and her start from love to courtesy.

At this moment, Concubine Zhuang's hand holding the handkerchief trembled a little, her beautiful cheeks blushed slightly, and her beautiful eyes were full of mist. Because of wiping, she deeply felt Dorgon's agitation.

When he raised his eyes, he looked at Dorgon's hot and suppressed eyes from bottom to top.

And just when the two looked at each other, their eyes drawn.

At this moment, Hai Lanzhu, who was standing outside the window of the hall to check, had already covered her open mouth with a pair of plain hands wearing blue-scarred silk beaded stone nail covers. Under Xiuli's eyebrows, black jewel-like His eyes showed shock.

Prince Rui and Concubine Zhuang, how could they be beside the emperor's coffin, what are they going to do?

However, Dorgon didn't do anything after all, he just turned his cheeks aside, calmed down, and said in a trembling voice: "Sister-in-law, my brother will take over from elder brother to guard the spirit later."

Concubine Zhuang heard the words, licked the powder to moisten her lips, but she didn't bother, and said softly: "The fourteenth brother is busy first, I'll go and see Fulin."

At this moment, I also suddenly woke up, my heart was in my throat, beating non-stop, I felt my whole body was hot, and my mind was in a mess.

The emperor is still in the hall next door, she just now...

Just after some thoughts of guilt and godliness appeared in Li Xin's mind, immediately, a thought of self-persuasion could not help but arise from the bottom of her heart.

No, she was not wrong at all, for the sake of the emperor's blood to successfully ascend the throne, the emperor's nine springs would also smile.

Such thoughts turned back and forth in the bottom of my heart, and suddenly seemed to lose consciousness, "Ouch", as if twisting his feet on the spot, and fell towards Dorgon.

Dorgon's eyes were sharp and his hands were quick, he quickly stretched out his hand to grab it, and for some reason, Concubine Zhuang was brought into her arms all of a sudden, her cheeks moved closer, Dorgon was at a loss for what to do.

Breathing is heard, and I don't know who's breathing is a little short.

And the figures on the screen overlapped together.

Mostly, it's not a brother or a person, it's just that my sister-in-law is too charming.

After a while, Dorgon collected himself, looked at the beauty with shining eyes and rosy cheeks, quickly let go of Concubine Zhuang, and turned away.

Concubine Zhuang also acted nonchalantly, she silently packed the food boxes on the table, straightened her clothes, and headed towards the outer room of the hall.

When Concubine Zhuang left, Dorgon calmed down, looked at the hall, and sighed heavily.

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(End of this chapter)