As soon as Dorgon fainted, the whole Ganqing Palace was in a mess. The relatives and nobles of Manchus came up one after another, massaged and fed water, and they were very busy. This was enough to show that Dorgon was extremely powerful in the Qing court, and there were also several relatives watching coldly.

In fact, the relatives and nobles of the Qing court knew Dorgon's ability. When it comes to conspiracy and party struggles, no one was his opponent, but this guy was always weak. After Huang Taiji's death, Dorgon, who held real power and Jirgalang, who was in the middle, became the two auxiliary kings. But soon, as Dorgon entered the pass and set up a tripod, Ajige and Dodo pursued Shun, Xi, Dodo went south to wipe out the Nanming, and Luke Dehun took charge of Huguang. Dorgon's power reached its peak and squeezed out Prince Zheng Jirgalang. However, Dorgon's political alliance had a hidden danger, that is, Dorgon had no descendants. After entering the pass, Dorgon took many concubines, but only had one daughter.

"Hmph, it would be strange if you don't waste your body when you mingle with those little hoofs all day long!" Ajige said calmly.

Among the relatives and nobles, Prince Zheng Jirgalang and Prince Li Daishan opened their eyes at the same time. Although Jirgalang lost the position of regent, the real power was still there. Daishan was even more close to Aisin Gioro Zhongzong, and there were many outstanding people among his descendants. Therefore, in addition to the Dorgon brothers, these two people were real power.

The two looked at each other, and Jirgalang nodded slightly. They knew that under the instigation of Huang Taiji, the two brothers Ajige and Dorgon had always been in disagreement. Jirgalang fell, and Ajige was resentful to Dorgon who supported Dodo as the auxiliary ruler, but did not support him. Ajige was arrogant, but after all, he was not lucky. He went south to pursue Shun Army and Ajige failed in northern Shaanxi. If Dodo had not captured Tongguan, it would not have been so smooth. Ajige's merits were inferior after all.

After a while, Dorgon finally woke up. Haoge stood there and looked coldly. Dorgon looked pale and said, "I just lost my composure."

Haoge said: "The burden of the Qing Dynasty on his shoulders is on his shoulders. We understand that we can't bear it. But as the central government, it's really not good to get sick and faint. It's okay to wake up immediately today, but if you are unconscious for three or five days, this military and national affairs will be put on hold."

"Prince Su is right." Dorgon sat there, coughing a few times, and asked lightly.

Haoge said: "Of course, the Qing Dynasty was rich all over the world, and now it is a troublesome again. The Regent was in poor health. I am afraid that a person could not bear the burden. It would be better to restore the two kings to assist in the government."

"Then Prince Su wants to be the auxiliary prince?" Dorgon asked calmly.

Although Haoge was arrogant, Dorgon did not regard him as a threat at all. This was not the time when Huang Taiji had just died. The important officials who supported Haoge back then either lost their authority, surrendered or divided, and there were already people above the throne. As the eldest son of the previous emperor, Haoge, who is now the eldest brother, could never be the position of auxiliary ruler.

Although Haoge did not have the political wisdom of his father, he also saw this. He said: "I naturally want to avoid suspicion, but others may not be able to take it."

Among the others, Ajige had this ambition, but no one supported him. Daishan was too old and kept silent. At this time, he would not be above the charcoal fire. Looking at it, Jirgalang is the most likely.

"Ahem, Prince Zheng didn't take good care of his servants at the beginning, that is, he was wrong to be in prison. Now that the matter has passed, it's better to ask Prince Zheng to assist in the administration." Dai Shan spoke loudly.

Dorgon understood at this time. Someone was taking advantage of the loss of Dodo's capture of Yangzhou to divide his authority. However, Dorgon was not worried. Prince Zheng was not a bloodline of old sweat, nor was he devoted to the Huang Taiji lineage. He was quite cowardly and was easy to deal with. Dorgon was silent for a moment and said, "Prince Li's words are very reasonable. I strongly advocated the punishment of Prince Zheng at the time, but I just wanted to punish him for a small punishment. The Qing Dynasty still needed Prince Zheng to come out of the mountain now."

"Oh, so, then let's restore Prince Zheng's position as the assistant to the government." Dai Shan said.

Haoge snorted coldly, sat back on the chair, Bumubutai, who was standing tall next to the imperial throne, felt a little relieved when he saw this scene and said, "When the island barbarians cause trouble in Jiangnan, please ask the Regent, the Auxiliary, and all the relatives and nobles to make an idea together."

Dorgon sat down without saying anything. The situation is in a dilemma. He does not want to lose Duoduo, his younger brother and his most loyal helper, but he does not want to let Jiangnan soldiers take risks. He wants to have the best of both worlds, but has no good plans, so he has to kick the ball to Jiergalang.

"Prince Zheng, I wonder what good advice do you have?" Bumubutai asked in the Qianqing Palace for a while.

Jiergalang stood up and saluted Shunzhi and said, "Your Majesty, Empress Dowager, I think that the affairs in Jiangnan are extremely complicated. The island barbarians rely on the benefits of boats and boats to disrupt the two sides of the Yangtze River. The situation in Jiangnan changes three times a day. We are in Beijing, and it is too late to get the news. The conveying strategy and the situation has also changed. Instead, it is a mistake. It is better to authorize Jiangnan and deal with it with all rights."

"Old fox!" Bumubutai said in his heart, showing a hint of dissatisfaction on his face. When we discussed the day before yesterday, Jirgalang promised to regain power, and after he regained power, he would force Dorgon to give up the unrealistic fantasy of rescuing Yangzhou and Duoduo. However, he never thought that Jirgalang would be a turtle again today.

But Bumubutai was not a vegetarian, and asked with a smile: "Is Prince Zheng talking about Luke Dehun?"

Dorgon said: "No! My Qing Dynasty has been fighting with the remnants of the Southern Ming Dynasty for many years. This year we are going to attack Yunnan and Guangxi and completely clear the world. How can we waste time on the island barbarians? Luke Dehun shoulders the important task of pacifying the Ming Dynasty. Not only can we not take over Jiangnan, but we cannot mobilize troops. This year, the autumn and winter offensive against the Ming Dynasty will continue, and we must continue immediately!"

Jierhalang smiled: "What the Regent said was exactly what I thought. In the Ming Dynasty of the Qing Dynasty, changing dynasties was the most important thing in the court. The island barbarians were just foreign countries. They only benefited from equipment and had no great reputation and could not cause much waves. Therefore, Yongli was the most intimate problem. The island barbarians had a disease of tinea stagnant, and the Han army flag in Huguang could never move."

Dorgon was stunned on the spot, but he did not expect Jirgalang to answer like this. Jirgalang continued: "What the king meant is to entrust all the affairs of Jiangnan to the recruiting Grand Secretary Hong Chengchou, and he would be responsible for the soldiers of Liangjiang and the inner court to fully eliminate the island barbarians and prevent them from returning them. How about it?"

There were a lot of discussions in the Qianqing Palace, and everyone looked at each other and felt that this was the best way. Now that Duoduo is dead, no matter who goes to Jiangnan, it will be thankless in the end. Even Dorgon’s confidants dare not go, for fear of taking responsibility, but Hong Chengchou is different. He is a Han minister. Although he is one of the few loyal slaves among Han ministers, he is still a slave. As a slave, it is not necessary to take responsibility for his master.

Furthermore, as a Grand Secretary and governor of Jiangnan affairs, Hong Chengchou sat on the island barbarians and pirates to the heart of Jiangnan, besieged Nanjing and swept dozens of prefectures. Even though he had many soldiers and horses, he could not be cured. He was already guilty. He threw the blame on him, which was also considered a waste of heat.

"Regent, look?" Bumubutai asked.

When Dorgon saw that all the relatives and nobles in the court agreed, he was unable to stop him even if he could not come up with a better way, so he said, "I have no objection."

Jirgalang took a step forward and said, "Emperor, Regent, I have another suggestion, I hope the emperor will be grateful."

"Please say it." Bumubutai said.

Jiergalang said: "The situation in Jiangnan is so corrupt that Hong Chengchou is hard to redeem his crimes. However, he first resolved the difficulties of Nanjing, and then drove the pirates in Zhoushan to the foreign countries. The Ming army burned Xiaoling, and the gods were angry. Among them, Hong Chengchou had some credit and death penalty. Hong Chengchou had a lot of prestige among the Han people. Therefore, as long as Hong Chengchou expels the island barbarians in the East, it can be regarded as a demerit. Therefore, the matter in Jiangnan is completed, and I ask the emperor and the regent to spare Hong Chengchou, which is also an example for the slaves."

Bumubutai nodded slightly and understood. On the surface, Jirgalang asked for a gold medal for Hong Chengchou's death, because he was afraid that Hong Chengchou would not be able to save Duoduo, and was later liquidated by Dorgon. The deeper meaning was to make Hong Chengchou concentrate on doing things for the court. To put it bluntly, the authority of the delegation was too heavy this time, and Hong Chengchou could not see that this was a big black pot. He had prestige in Jiangnan, and his Green Camp was also his general at that time. He forced Hong Chengchou to be impatient and simply led the Green Camp to surrender to the Lu Supervisory State, which would be completely ruined. Giving Hong Chengchou a gold medal for avoiding death would prevent Hong Chengchou from having no way out.

"Prince Zheng's words are bad. If Hong Chengchou is so indulged in this way, those Han slaves will probably be arrogant and domineering." Dorgon said disdainfully.

Jiergalang laughed: "It's not that the court wants to forgive him, it's just that he can save his life. I read the memorial and said that Hong Chengchou's father passed away a few days ago, and this is a good opportunity. Logically speaking, Hong Chengchou wants to keep filial piety, and now Jiangnan cannot live without him. The emperor can issue an order to seize the love. When the matter in Jiangnan is settled, he will let him go home to keep filial piety."

"This method is good. Sometimes the useless twists and turns made by the Han people are also useful." Prince Li praised the high-high, and the other relatives and noble ministers also nodded, at least to satisfy the court's face.

"What do the Regent think?" Bumubutai asked.

Dorgon knew that he could not refute, so he nodded casually and decided on the matter.

In late November, Yangzhou City.

Duoduo came down from the cold windy city wall and walked on the way to the government office. There were hundreds of wooden poles under the city wall, with many corpses hanging on it. Those were the people who had been punished for the past two months, the people who refused to pay food, the murderers who disrupted the order, the soldiers who wanted to escape, all the people who were caught would hang on it and let them wail to death. Today, there were more than a dozen people on the flagpole. Duoduo looked at it and felt that something was wrong.

More and more people violate military discipline, and the proportion of soldiers is getting bigger and bigger. Starting five days ago, Manchurian soldiers have appeared, and the will of the defenders in the city is on the verge of collapse.

Duoduo no longer rode his horse. He either died on the way out of the city to counterattack or was eaten by the defenders as food. On both sides of the street were people with vegetables. They were thinly dressed and searched for food in the cold wind, demolished houses and set fire. People saw Duoduo and his party walking through the middle of the street and their faces became gloomy.

"The people here don't welcome me, hate me!" Duoduo saw the eyes of the thin people with anger, hatred and resentment, and said in his heart. Even without these obvious emotions, Duoduo knew that he was not popular in Yangzhou. After all, he led people to massacre this city two and a half years ago!

Two white-armored soldiers suddenly came out, and the back of the knife in their hands hit the surrounding people and fled in scattered. The Manchu white-armored soldiers cursed: "Dog slave, how dare you glar at your master, damn!"

Duoduo knew that beating these people was meaningless, and killing them would not have much deterrent power, because they had been besieging the city for nearly a month. The protracted siege battle was a painful torture for the defenders and the people in the city. Under this torture, a large number of people died of hunger, cold and persecution, and their fear of the Qing army disappeared quickly like dew in the desert. Most of these hungry and cold people lived for a few days. Instead of freezing to death on the streets, or going to the trenches outside the city to endure the smell of mud and enduring shelling on the city walls, it would be better to expel the accumulated resentment and pull a few people to the back before the moment.

The people have not figured this out now, but Duoduo didn't want his soldiers to remind him with sticks. He grabbed one of them and shouted, "Enough! Go back immediately."

After Duoduo ordered, the soldiers took back their scabbards, kicked the people trembling on the ground, and cursed: "Dog slave, a bad bone!"

"I am not a slave, I am a human being, a dignified person!" The man curled up on the ground gritted his teeth and responded.

Duoduo did not expect that this man would dare to retaliate. He looked down at him. The man met Duoduo's eyes, struggled to stand up, and said viciously: "I am a human, not a slave. It was you who came that I became a slave!"

"Kill him!" Seeing more and more people gathered around, men, women, young and old, there was a strange light in everyone's eyes, which was the cold light of revenge, Duoduo's heart tightened and said.

The white-armored soldier rushed over and kicked the man's leg bend, cursing: "Kneel down, dog slave!"

"I am a human being, not a slave, not a slave who can be bullied, but a dignified person!" The man repeated again, raised his knee that hit the ground, stood up stubbornly, but was kicked down again.

"Kill him, chop off his head and hang it on the flagpole!" Duoduo didn't want to listen to him anymore. People around him had gathered together, and some had already picked up wooden sticks.
Chapter completed!