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There are carved windows, indigo curtains embroidered with red flowers, and a fruit fork with sapphire blue filigree enamel placed on the black lacquer pendente round table under the window.
The rose chair covered with scarlet cushions, the Four Seasons Ruyi screen carved from agarwood, the carved red lacquered play cabinet... All the decorations in this room reveal the luxury of a prince's home.
On the large red sandalwood bed with carved dragons and phoenixes, one can hear the man's heavy breathing and the woman's gentle moans. Through the hazy gauze in front of the bed, one can see the naked bodies of a man and a woman colliding.
Dorgon breathed out the smell of alcohol, roared, paused for a moment, and then fell down gasping for breath;
Dulema turned around in astonishment. This time Dorgon acted roughly, like a beast. She thought she would have to endure it for a long time, but she didn't expect him to pour out just as she entered the alley. Instead, Dulema was left feeling a little overwhelmed. Very uncomfortable.
She silently pulled up the thin quilt to cover her plump breasts, and by the way, she also covered Dorgon.
She was originally Hauge's blessing, but Hauge died tragically in prison, and she was taken over by Dorgon as his own.
For the sake of her son Fu Shou's life, she could only pretend to be happy with tears at first, but as time went by, her hatred faded, and sometimes she still looked forward to Dorgon.
She is a woman with a relatively simple personality. She is locked up in this backyard and doesn't know much about the outside world. She only knows that the situation is very bad for the Qing Dynasty, but she doesn't know that Duduo has been completely wiped out and the Qing army is doomed. to.
Today, when Dorgon received the news that Duduo's army had been annihilated, he felt like he was struck by lightning. At that time, he didn't know what Fan Wencheng and the others were talking about. He returned to the backyard in a daze, drank a bottle of wine, and walked to the door in a daze. In Dulema's room, he pushed Dulema down roughly when they met, but it was beyond his power...
In the front yard, there was already a rumbling sound, and Fan Wencheng, Gang Lin, Feng Quan, Chen Mingxia, Feng Guozhu and others were in panic. They were in a mess, and what frightened them most was Dorgon's reaction when he heard that Duduo's entire army had been wiped out. He was completely devastated, as if he were a walking zombie, and no matter how much they shouted, there was no response.
The Qing Dynasty is over, really over...
The feeling of impending doom made Fan Wencheng and others feel as if they had fallen into an ice cellar. The coldness penetrated into the bone marrow. Ganglin, who was in a state of confusion, asked in panic: "Scholar Fan, you are usually very resourceful. Please tell me, What to do now?”
what to do? What else can be done? The Qing Dynasty only had a few troops under the command of He Luohui and Azig. The army was demoralized and morale was completely lost. What else could be done
The beard on Fan Wencheng's chin trembled slightly, and with difficulty he picked up a pen and wrote the word "Qing" on the white paper. Chen Mingxia quickly asked: "Scholar Fan, what does this mean?"
Fan Wencheng shook his head and didn't answer, looking at the word "Qing" on the paper. In a daze, the word "Qing" slowly turned red, as if it was bleeding...
He knew that the only thing he could do now was to cut off his wrist. Withdraw outside the pass in one go and flee to the northeast, or join forces with the Horqin tribe and move westward. After returning to the life of living by the water, the Qing Dynasty may still have a glimmer of vitality.
However, once it falls out of the customs. The Manchu Qing Dynasty will definitely investigate the responsibility for the failure to enter the Pass. He and Ning Wanwo tried their best to encourage Dorgon to enter the Pass. When the time comes, he will be the first to escape, and the fate of the whole family will be extremely miserable.
Gang Lin glanced at him with a complicated expression, walked around the hall, and finally gritted his teeth and said: "This won't work. We must ask the king to come out and take charge of the overall situation. This news cannot be hidden for long. Once others find out, I'm afraid It will cause chaos throughout the city, everyone, please follow me, and we will go together to appeal to the king."
These people are all bachelors, but the bachelors of the Manchu Qing Dynasty are different from the bachelors of the Ming Dynasty. They are not cabinet ministers. At best, they are just Dorgon's staff. Without Dorgon, they can do nothing.
At this point, Gang Lin didn't care anymore. He gathered everyone together, rushed directly into the back garden, and pulled Dorgon up from Dulema's bed.
Dorgon felt as if he had collapsed, his face was ashen, he reluctantly put on his clothes and followed Gang Lin and others to the front hall, drank a cup of strong tea to wake up, leaned on the armchair and breathed heavily, like that He looked like a dying man.
"Your Majesty, the Qing Dynasty is in danger. For the fate of the Qing Dynasty, Your Majesty, please cheer up!"
"Yes, Your Majesty, if you don't cheer up, the sky of the Qing Dynasty will really fall!"
"Your Majesty, there may be room for change. Your Majesty, just say something..."
Gang Lin, Feng Quan, Chen Mingxia, and Feng Guozhu knelt in front of Dorgon, taking turns to persuade him. Only Fan Wencheng bowed his head and remained silent. Dorgon's dull eyes turned and looked at the hot sunshine outside the hall, but he felt Not a trace of warmth;
In fact, he was only in his thirties, and he should have been at the age of prosperity and great achievements. However, since he entered the customs, he suffered a series of defeats, and now the Qing Dynasty is in a precarious state;
The heavy pressure and ruthless blows made him age prematurely, making him look like an old man.
"Fan Wencheng, why don't you speak." Dorgon suddenly spoke, startling everyone.
Fan Wencheng kowtowed and replied: "I... am guilty!"
"What are you guilty of?"
"Your Majesty, I... I didn't expect that Qin Mu would rise so quickly in Huguang and be able to resist the Qing Dynasty. I am guilty." Fan Wencheng instinctively said avoid the important and take the easy;
In fact, to be honest, the ability to resist the Qing Dynasty is nothing. Counting all the Qing soldiers and civilians, there are only two to three hundred thousand people. As long as the Han people have a slightly cohesive regime that can withstand the first wave of Manchu attacks, they will not be able to resist the Qing Dynasty. It is difficult to quickly win the hearts of the Han people all over the world, so as to unite to fight against the alien invasion.
The fact that Qin Mu was able to quickly marginalize the Zhu family's orthodoxy after he raised the banner of national justice fully illustrates this point.
When the Manchus entered the customs, it was originally a huge gamble.
Since it is gambling, it is inevitable that there will be losses and wins. No one can blame it. This is what Fan Wencheng wants to express in a roundabout way.
"Now that things have happened, do you still have any good ideas to save our Qing Dynasty from danger?"
"Chen..." Fan Wencheng raised his head and glanced at Dorgon quickly, finding that he was surprisingly calm. Fan Wencheng felt inexplicably panicked, as if Dorgon had seen through all his selfishness. He said generally, "Your Majesty, the top priority is to reduce the number of troops and stabilize people's hearts."
Dorgon continued to ask noncommittally: "That's all?"
"The king should immediately summon Prince Horqin Zhuoli Ketu to discuss countermeasures. Among the Mongolian tribes, only the Horqin tribe can be trusted because it is actually one with our Qing Dynasty."
"At this time, do you think Wu Keshan will still care about the in-law relationship and end up with me in the Qing Dynasty?"
"Your Majesty, it's not just about marriage. The Horqin tribe is on the border of Liaodong, and it has a close relationship with me, the Qing Dynasty. The prince must be interested in Prince Zhuoliketu Xiaoming on this point."
The Horqin Grassland is located northwest of Shenyang. The area near Shangjing (Tongliao City) of the Liao Kingdom was not only rich in water and grass, but also a strategic location that dominated the Liaodong Plain and guarded the eastern end of the Mongolian Plateau.
Therefore, when Fan Wencheng mentioned that his lips were dead and his teeth were cold, Dorgon knew what he meant. Indeed, if the Horqin tribe had not loyally surrendered, the Qing Dynasty would not have kept the Horqin tribe beside the bed. Now that the Qin army has occupied Liaodong, it will certainly not turn a blind eye to the Horqin tribe, which once had close relations with the Manchu Qing Dynasty.
"Fan Wencheng, do you mean to withdraw from the customs and merge with the Horqin Department?"
"Your Majesty, since entering the customs, the Horqin tribe has also suffered heavy losses. Now the strength of the Qing Dynasty is not weaker than that of the Horqin tribe. By merging with it, the Qing Dynasty can still take the initiative." Fan Wencheng paused and observed again. After Dorgon's expression, he continued, "Your Majesty, if the Qing Dynasty and the Horqin tribe can truly become one at this time, with the strength of the two of us, we can still accomplish a lot outside the customs."
Dorgon was calm on the surface, but there was a strange flush on his face, which made people feel a little strange. Fan Wencheng finished speaking and did not say a word. This made Fan Wencheng's heart pounding, fearing that Dorgon would Suddenly it exploded, and the thunder was furious.
Gang Lin on the side couldn't help but persuaded: "Your Majesty, as the saying goes, if we continue to break up, we will suffer chaos. At present, our Qing Dynasty is exhausted. If we continue to hold on in the pass, there is only one way to die. As Master Fan said, If you withdraw from Guanwai immediately, you may still be able to retain some vitality, and you may not be unable to make a comeback in the future.”
Chen Mingxia and others lay on the ground without saying a word. They, the Han ministers, were unwilling to follow the Jurchens to live a nomadic life of chasing water and grass, but how could they dare to express their thoughts.
Dorgon was still very calm, so calm that it made people feel scared. He said in a tone without any emotion: "Prepare the sedan chair. I am going to see Wu Keshan."
When Feng Quan, Chen Mingxia, and Feng Guozhu heard this, they felt bad in their hearts. Dorgon seemed to really intend to escape from the country. Do they want to follow him to herd sheep in that bitter cold place
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