Ning Wan, after I finished saying that nonsense, I shrank back, and then no one spoke in the audience.

Dorgon waited for a while, looked again and again, and finally couldn't help but name it: "Sir Hong, tell me."

Looking at the whole audience, only Hong Chengchou is the most trustworthy. He has no more tricks than to cut off food, and his best achievements are the best to save the master. He has no more sin than to rebel. No matter how great his achievements are, he will not be as good as his loyalty.

In Dorgon's heart, Hong Chengchou was like a typical woman. He refused to follow him at first, but after he sacrificed himself, he was loyal to the Qing Dynasty and was a slave worthy of cultivation!

Moreover, Hong Chengchou's talent, knowledge and experience over the past few months are more than the top-notch than all the garbage present. Now the Qing Dynasty is in danger. If such talents are not used, they will be thunder.

Seeing Dorgon asking him a name, Hong Chengchou smiled slightly and said, "Emperor, according to my opinion, only the current plan is to negotiate peace with the Ming Kingdom, which may ensure that our Qing Dynasty is safe!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Fei Yangguo, the prince of Du, slapped the table and stood up and said, "Fart! My Qing Dynasty swallowed North Korea in the east and went south to Japan. The troops pointed at the enemy, how can we talk about the harmony? What is your intention of the Southern Barbarians?"

The Manchu princes present were not interested in Hong Chengchou. Everyone knew this guy, the governor of Ji Liao, Ming Dynasty, a difficult old man, and an old opponent!

They wanted to come out and run for a few words, but when they saw that the lazy Fei Yangguo jumped out, they all smiled and sat back on their feet.

Fei Yangguo is Nurhaci's youngest son and one of the three bloodlines left by Lao Khan (Zhu Youneng was eliminated). If Dorgon, who had no descendants, died, according to the method of his brother's death, he could only choose one of Ajige and Fei Yangguo to succeed him.

This guy is now showing his IQ and setting up his opponent, and he is trying to die. It's better.

"Get back!" Dorgon stared at Fei Yangguo and wanted to scold him a few times. In a hurry, his blood and energy surged again and he coughed repeatedly.

Hong Chengchou smiled and said, "Your Majesty, it's okay, it's normal for young people to be arrogant."

He looked at Fei Yangguo, pointed to the north and smiled faintly, "Ten thousand Ming troops chased after him, right in Pyongyang Prefecture, why would the Du County Prince lead his troops to cook?"

Fei Yangguo was stunned, then clasped his fists and said, "I'm disturbing you, you guys continue."

He retreated to his seat, held a fruit on the table, and nibbled down.

Dorgon ignored this stupidity and sneered for a while before saying, "Hong Qing, do you think the Ming Dynasty Congress and the Qing Dynasty are discussing peace with me?"

Thinking of the twelve years of Chongzhen, Huang Taiji, who failed, also wanted to negotiate peace, but Zhu Cilang didn't take it seriously at all and still forcibly conquered Shengjing.

Hong Chengchou said: "I am 60% sure that the Ming army will fight continuously within half a year, first fighting the Central Plains, then leaving the customs to fight against our Qing Dynasty. It will definitely take time to stabilize it after occupying so many territories."

"I guess the logistics of the Ming army has reached a very tight end. As long as I cede the land of the Qing Dynasty and surrender, peace talks can be reached!"

Hong Chengchou was originally 90% sure, but the reason why he was 60% sure was because Emperor Tianwu never played according to common sense...

As soon as he finished speaking, Manchurian Grand Secretary Ganglin said angrily: "Bold! I, the Emperor of the Qing Dynasty, want to learn from the Emperor of the Southern Song Dynasty, rely on cede to condemn the land, and save my life?"

Jirgalang also said: "The land in the Qing Dynasty is not much, where can I cut it?"

Some people also said: "If you can't beat others, what should you do if you don't discuss peace? Are you going?"

"There is no problem in peace talks. If you want to cede land and surrender, you need to discuss it again..."

"It's better to send an envoy to find out first. If you can have peace talks, just talk. Don't mess around..."

After half an hour of discussion, Dorgon could not stand it anymore, the Qing court's meeting of ministers to discuss peace temporarily reached an agreement!

Although peace talks are good, who can I let you go?

When Fan Wencheng, a senior secretary of the Inner Academy, went to negotiate peace, he was chopped off on the spot by the ruthless man. His head was almost scattered. He lost a capable minister of the Qing Dynasty and has not yet been able to avenge the dead ghost!

Now the Qing Dynasty is going to discuss peace again, who dares to go?

"Don't look at me, I won't go!"

Ning Wan, the Grand Secretary of the Inner Academy, made a statement on the spot and refused to go! If someone insisted on forcing him, he would immediately resign from his post and retire!

The second Tatar Taurus Bao Chengxian also shook his head like a rattle, showing his face and his words were also unambiguous.

"Ganglin, you are our Manchurian Grand Secretary, why don't you go?"

"I don't speak Chinese well, so I can't talk to them..."

"Sir Hiff, why don't you go?"

"I won't go if you love whoever you want!"

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The Qing Dynasty came down and pushed back and forth for a long time, but it was not decided who to send to the Ming Dynasty. Dorgon finally decided to post the imperial list and audition the envoys from inside and outside the court.

"The emperor has given an order to ask for an order to send an envoy to the Ming Dynasty, regardless of life or death, success or failure, will be awarded the title of Batulu!"

The war was urgent, and Dorgon didn't care about so much, so he directly inspired the title.

"I'll go! I'll take the initiative to apply for the Ming Dynasty!"

The voice of a brave man came from the city of Pyongyang.

Everyone looked at the sound and saw a man with disheveled hair. He stood beside a donkey cart, looking dusty, and didn't know what he had suffered.

"You are...Niu Jinxing?"

Someone recognized him and went up to say hello: "You're not dead yet?"

Niu Jinxing clasped his fists and said, "It's always been accustomed to it, it's a small scene."

The man clasped his fists and said, "I admire you! I admire you!"

Niu Jinxing revealed the imperial list and went straight to the imperial camp where Dorgon was.

"When I come back this time, Mr. Niu wants to do something big?" Hong Chengchou asked with a smile in front of the imperial camp.

He knew that Niu Jinxing was a thief and had been with Li Paowang. He could run away, and it was no surprise that he could run back. If he couldn't run back, he would be a waste.

Before surrendering to Dorgon, Hong Chengchou had never seen Niu Jinxing. He encircled Li Zicheng in Shaanxi, and Niu Jinxing had not yet become Li Zicheng's adviser.

However, Hong Chengchou has long heard of Niu Jinxing's name, and his deeds of treating officials from Jiangshun in Beijing are well known to everyone.

As the representative of the gentry and landlords, Hong Chengchou hated him to the core, but at this time, he wanted to win over Niu Jinxing and unite all the forces that can be united for the purpose.

Niu Jinxing had long heard of Hong Chengchou. When he was in Beijing, he wrote a letter to persuade Hong Chengchou to surrender to Dashun...

Life is always so full of surprises.

Niu Jinxing looked very low-key and nodded slightly, "The road to the future is bumpy. I have to seize every opportunity and ask the Grand Secretary to say a few good words before the emperor."

Hong Chengchou smiled and said, "It's easy to say that there are not many brave people like you in the entire Qing Dynasty now. After meeting the emperor, if you have time, come to my residence. Hong holds a banquet for you."

Niu Jinxing's eyes suddenly lit up, and he was full of hope for the future.
Chapter completed!