Become the emperor of the Qing Dynasty, Chongzhen!

Chapter 444

And this night attack farce will not end for a while.

Although the troublemaker was caught, the Eight Banners may follow the black flag's actions and make some strange operations without authorization, so it has to be handled carefully.

Running around in the capital city, Prince Daqingrui led two hundred dead soldiers to attack the imperial city, and the news that he was trying to force the palace to rebel quickly spread.

On the other side of the Eight Banners, Jierhalang, who is still in the capital, heard the news and felt as if he had been struck by a bolt from the blue.

They really don't know about this.

According to the plan, the Eight Banners will leave the capital and disperse to their respective planned locations. The masters of each banner will be divided and ruled. Only after the kings and beiles stabilize the place, will the Eight Banners' "little court" be erected, and then plan for the future.

And Dorgon was supposed to go to northern Shaanxi.

Jierhalang looked at Zhengbaiqi going out of the city with the frame protected!
Unexpectedly, Dorgon could do this!
Although the Eight Banners have such a situation, Dorgon has a lot of responsibility, but just after leaving the capital, a prince and banner owner died!This is not a good thing by any means!
Kejierharang could only be anxious.

no way.

Can't help!
And Dorgon didn't want to be rescued.

Dorgon, who didn't die, was very stubborn, waving his severed arm that was still bleeding and yelling constantly along the way!But when Zhao Bai leaked out some of the belongings he carried with him, he calmed down sensibly.

There is a will to die.

But some messy torturers don't have to give it a try.

Hearing that the Black Banner King was coming to see him, Dorgon was completely quiet, and he honestly saved his energy and waited for someone to come. He had too many things in his heart that he wanted to say to Wuerte, and now it was time to sort out his thoughts first. , lest the other person not leave enough time for himself, and also have the strength to scold a few more words.

The imperial city is quite far from south to north, and Zhu Youjian rode over and trotted for a long time.

Dorgon lost a lot of blood again, and his feeling of weakness gradually increased. At first, he was able to hold on, but after nearly half an hour, he just sat down on the floor of the admiral's office, and didn't get up until the door called the prince to come. .

Originally, he wanted to die calmly, so it didn't matter if he stood or sat, but when he saw Wu Erte's unusually tall figure appearing at the door, Dorgon still couldn't let go of his pride, and still wanted to make himself decent. As for looking up at Wuerte too much, he gritted his teeth and struggled to stand up.

"Help me."

"No! Get out! The master speaks and does things, and the slaves get out!"

Zhu Youjian entered the yamen, and two teams of inlaid black guards rushed in behind him to hang the lanterns in a circle, brightly illuminating the yamen, and fully revealed Dorgon in front of his eyes.

The broken arm and neck were bandaged, but a lot of blood still leaked out from the strenuous activity. The whole person was weak and pale, and he struggled to stand up while being tied up. His eyes with extreme hatred kept looking up at Zhu. By inspection.

"I thought you wouldn't give up, but I didn't expect that you would kill yourself before attacking you."

Sitting on the chair brought by Zhao Bai, Zhu Youjian was able to look at Dorgon at the same level, and said indifferently, obviously wanting to open up.

Dorgon understood it as soon as he heard it, and the hatred and anger on his face turned into a sad and ferocious smile: "You can't get the Eight Banners even if this king is dead. No one takes Fulin seriously now."

"Then what you said will hurt Baqi. If I take out food and get good results, I can only take out other things. Then even if Baqi survives this winter, it will not survive next year."

Dorgon heard Wu'erte calling himself an honorary title, and his smile became more ferocious: "The Eight Banners who survive will become your pawns in attacking the Ming Kingdom, that's really what you want! This king would rather the Eight Banners die!"

But Zhu Youjian shook his head: "The Eight Banners are constantly dying, and you can't stop them. As far as I know, Haoge among the Eight Banners can hardly take on the big responsibility. Jierhalang is not a direct family member, and Azig is just a warrior. That's all, not to mention the others, if I were to choose, Nikan, Boluo, etc. could all be conservative.

Although staying in the capital is difficult, but leaving the capital, Baqi's heart will be broken. I estimate that it will only take half a year, and Baqi will be at my disposal, and he will be willing to do so. "

Hearing what he said so bluntly, Dorgon trembled even more because of the pain.

But Zhu Youjian just shook his head when he saw this.

Dorgon's award of the head means that the last hope of the Eight Banners has come to naught, and it is already in the bag.

It also means that Zhu Youjian will decide the direction of the Qing Dynasty.

This is definitely a good thing for the Eight Banners.

Even Zhu Youjian was conscious of his plans for the future of the Eight Banners, and perhaps he felt a little sorry for the Han people who were harmed by the Eight Banners.

"After you die, I will not kill your wife and daughter retainers. Have you entrusted them to others? If not, there is still a chance now, otherwise I will hand them over to Nikanboluo."

Dorgon closed his eyes for a moment, and then said as if he didn't care about his wife and daughter at all: "How did you gather the savages in the old forest together?"

"Due to the raid of the Eight Banners, I only raised my arms among the tribes, and there were thousands of people who responded."

"And you have courage, and you have repeatedly defeated my great Qing army, so all the savages are attached."

Dorgon nodded, and was about to ask again, but Zhu Youjian waved his hand and said, "You don't have much time, I'm busy with business, so just ask what you want to know the most."

"Yes, yes, this king will ask!"

Annoyed and powerless, he slapped himself on the forehead, and the black guard next to him immediately suppressed it with his hands. Dorgon was touched by the wound, and his face turned pale under the severe pain. After taking a deep breath, he still struggled and pointed at Zhu Youjian: "Daqing It is rumored that you are possessed of sorcery, and your savage army is rumored that you are a god who descended into the world, I wonder if you can talk about it!"

Zhu Youjian nodded immediately: "Let's count it."

He couldn't explain the changes in Longevity Mountain himself in the past.

Sorcery or gods and Buddhas are the most convincing arguments.

In one sentence, Dorgon's complexion became even paler.

Even Zhao Bai, Nalan Mingzhu, and Xiang Heiwei who were nearby were shocked!
It is true to have this statement, but they have never received a positive answer from Zhu Youjian.

Dorgon was naturally the most impacted, his expression kept changing, and finally he couldn't believe it, and he growled at Zhu Youjian as if he didn't want to believe it: "You didn't have magic in the past! You're just a lost dog! Magic Helping you gain power for a while! An Zhi has no time to run out! This king curses you to die a bad life"

Xiang Heiwei, who was also a little excited, covered Dorgon's mouth.

And Zhu Youjian was a little disappointed with this meeting.

When a person wants to die, it becomes very boring.

Everything that was done and said was meaningless.

Even if Zhu Youjian tried his best to humiliate him now, it was just a waste of time.

but.

Zhu Youjian waved his hand to let Xiang Heiwei let go of Dorgon, and then his words changed to Chinese: "You have been in the capital for so long, and you should be proficient in Chinese. It is better for me to speak to you like this .”

As soon as this remark came out, Dorgon, who was still about to curse a few words, was stunned, and then his lips squirmed in a daze: "You are, are you a Han?"

"I, Emperor Chongzhen of Ming Dynasty, Zhu Youjian."

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