Take a plane to the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 334
Zhu Changyuan's attitude is very clear.

Wu Sangui was not a fool either, he saw it in his eyes and kept it in his heart, so he could only bear with the old subordinate's cynicism towards him.

Therefore, this meal was very boring. Zhu Changyuan drank a glass and a half of wine, ate a little food, and walked out of Wu Sangui's military mansion.

"Uncle Clan!"

Wu Ying's teeth were itchy, and after Zhu Changyuan left, he stood up against the table and said fiercely: "There is no one in his eyes. If I had known this, I would have put poison in his wine."

"Don't talk nonsense!" Wu Sangui hurriedly stopped.

However, regarding Wu Yinghu's blurted suggestion, he thought about it carefully, and thought: This is really a feasible solution.

But now it is obviously impossible to bring Zhu Changyuan over to drink again, so we have to wait for the next opportunity.

"How to do?"

Wu Yinghu originally planned to have a confrontation with Zhu Changyuan, but Wu Sangui still held a trace of fantasy, intending to ease the relationship between him and Zhu Changyuan through this banquet, so he followed his uncle and did not say much.

Now that Wu Sangui's plan failed, he jumped out again, saying: "Now this guy doesn't appreciate it, why don't we do nothing and kill him in Shanhaiguan City."

No matter how mature and prudent Wu Sangui is, he is still a young man after all. When encountering such an important matter of life and death, he still hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth, shook his head, and said: "Let's not mention this matter for now, Yinghu, you come with me, the rest Wait, let's all go away."

"Also, every word and deed here today is related to the life and death of our Liaodong Wu family. I believe that none of you will leak any words here!"

In fact, Wu Sangui didn't need to arrange it at all. The people here are all their nephews, so naturally it is impossible to eat inside and outside.

Worried, Wu Sangui called Wu Yinghu to his study, and discussed with his nephew how to deal with Zhu Changyuan. However, Wu Sangui is not alone in Liaodong at this moment.

There is another person who is a hundred times more worried than him.

In the Shenyang Forbidden City, before Zhu Changyuan came to Shanhaiguan, Huang Taiji had already received the news that he wanted to supervise Ji Liao.

Of course, Huang Taiji, who received the news, was really worried, almost unable to sleep at night, every night in his bedroom, he was supported by several people, and walked back and forth.

No way, I really can't sleep.

Almost all of Liaodong was in the bag, and all the land outside Shanhaiguan was occupied by the Qing Dynasty.

Even, a few days ago, he ordered Duoduo to continue to lead his troops to harass Shanhaiguan, and he was also planning to get in touch with Mongolia, so that the Mongols could attack from the back and go straight to Shanhaiguan.

Unfortunately, with Zhu Changyuan's arrival, all of this has become empty talk.

"Brother Emperor!"

At dusk, Dorgon walked in from the outside.

At the beginning of the founding of the Qing Dynasty, the etiquette and rules were not as complete as those in the later period. As the emperor's younger brother, with his illustrious military achievements, Dorgon could still easily enter the palace of Huang Taiji.

"Brother Emperor!"

After Dorgon entered the palace, he quickly knelt down and saluted Huang Taiji, and then said: "The imperial dining room said that Brother Huang hasn't had a good meal all day?"

"The fourteenth brother is here, the ground is wet, get up quickly!"

Huang Taiji walked up to Dorgon himself, helped him up, and said, "Zhu Changyuan supervised Liaodong, I feel uneasy." Dorgon knew everything about it, and there was no need for Huang Taiji to hide it from him, Be blunt.

Dorgon naturally knew that although Zhu Changyuan had not been in Liaodong for a long time and his official position was not high, the damage he caused to his brother could be measured in tons.

For a long period of time, even people around the emperor could not mention the word "Zhu Changyuan", otherwise, their lives would be in danger.

"Brother, don't worry about yourself. Although Zhu Changyuan is known as the god of war and is indeed invincible, he is still a mortal, not a god. As long as he is a human being, he has shortcomings, and it is impossible for him to be smooth sailing forever."

"So, Your Majesty, you don't need to worry."

Dorgon waved his hand, and a maid came in with a steaming bowl of mutton soup and put it on the table.

"Brother Huang is not in good health. This is sent by Concubine Zhuang, saying that His Majesty has not had a good appetite for the past few days. Drinking the mutton soup will help to replenish your body!"

"kindness!"

Huang Taiji's face softened a little, and when he heard Concubine Zhuang, he smiled a little, reached out and took a sip of the mutton soup on the table that night, saying: "It tastes good."

Concubine Zhuang, she does not stand out among the many women in his harem. Of course, she is not very beautiful, and she cannot be favored by him on weekdays. But there is one thing, Concubine Zhuang is not only Queen Borzigit His niece is low-key, and, last year, she gave birth to a very cute prince.

Although this prince is only less than two years old now, he is extremely intelligent, and he is simply not an ordinary person.

That's not all, after the Song Jin battle, Hong Chengchou refused to surrender, it was Fan Wencheng and the concubine Zhuang who persuaded Hong Chengchou to surrender.

Therefore, the emperor respected this Concubine Zhuang very much.

"Fourteenth brother is looking for me, is there anything else?"

Huang Taiji drank a few sips of soup and nodded while drinking, but he didn't think that Dorgon came here to offer soup to Concubine Zhuang, and there must be other things to discuss.

"Brother Shengming!"

Dorgon flattered him first, and then said: "Fan Wencheng asked to see His Majesty for a long time, so I found my younger brother and persuaded my younger brother to come and introduce him."

"This Fan Wencheng!"

Huang Taiji finished the mutton soup, put the empty bowl heavily on the table, and said: "This is a mess, I was kicked out by me before, now I still have the face to see me?"

This is the emperor putting gold on his face.

When Fan Wencheng asked to see him before, Huang Taiji refused, but he really didn't dare to throw Fan Wencheng out.Fan Wencheng was an old minister who followed Nurhachi before. Although he was a civil servant, he was responsible for many affairs of the Qing Dynasty, and many rules and regulations were formulated by him.

The Qing Dynasty is in urgent need of such people.

The point is, literati with such talent gathered together to keep warm, and all united around Fan Wencheng. If Huang Taiji dared to insult Fan Wencheng, the consequences would be very serious.

If you talk about the brain drain at a young age, if you talk about it at an older age, it means that the Qing Dynasty can't play at all.

Therefore, he did not dare to blatantly drive Fan Wencheng away, especially now, at this critical moment for the survival of the Qing Dynasty.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is life and death.

In the face of the super behemoth of the Ming Empire, from Nurhachi's rise of troops until now, every moment of the Qing Dynasty is a critical moment of life and death.

If it wasn't for natural disasters, if it wasn't for civil strife.

In the Ming Dynasty, Liaodong could be killed with a single slap.

If God's balance tilted a little bit towards the Ming Empire, Huang Taiji would be in big trouble.

"Okay, let's announce!"

Huang Taiji flicked his sleeves, sat in the middle of the palace, and refreshed himself.

One minute later, Fan Wencheng walked in, and behind him was a tall man: Hong Chengchou.

When seeing Hong Chengchou, Huang Taiji smiled.

This is a baby.

Since this guy surrendered, he has never offered him a plan, but Huang Taiji knew very well that if Hong Chengchou really worked for him wholeheartedly, then he would be at least [-]% more likely to win the war against the Ming Dynasty.

"Meet Your Majesty!"

When Fan Wencheng saw Huang Taiji, he knelt down immediately, and Hong Chengchou behind him also knelt down to salute.

"Please get up quickly!" Huang Taiji smiled and pulled the two up himself, looked at them and said: "Go, give seats to Mr. Hong and Mr. Fan."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Fan Wencheng bowed his hands to express his thanks, and after sitting down, he couldn't wait to say: "I heard that His Majesty is very worried recently, and I am here to relieve His Majesty's worries."

"Relief?"

Huang Taiji frowned first, then smiled happily.

The thing he is most worried about now is Zhu Changyuan, so, could it be that Fan Wencheng has already thought of some countermeasures?

So, that would be great.

Fan Wencheng chuckled, and said, "Your Majesty, the person who came to advise His Majesty this time should be Master Hong."

"Master Hong, tell me!"

Fan Wencheng looked at Hong Chengchou.

Huang Taiji also looked at Hong Chengchou, nodded, and motioned for him to speak.

Hong Chengchou took a deep breath, stood up from his seat, first bowed his hands to Huang Taiji, and then said: "Your Majesty, I heard that Emperor Zhu Changyuan of the Ming Dynasty, the supervisor of Ji Liao, has entered the Shanhai Pass?"

This news has not spread to the extent that everyone knows it, only Huang Taiji and other high-level officials know. Therefore, after Hong Chengchou got the news, he didn't know whether it was true or not. This question is considered confirmation.

"Yes!"

Huang Taiji's big eyebrows were tightly closed, and the wrinkles in the middle of his forehead were crowded together like mountains, and he said worriedly: "Otherwise, why can't I sleep at night, Zhu Changyuan, Zhu Changyuan, I'm afraid I'm going to stir up Fengshui here in Liaodong."

"What suggestion does Mr. Hong have?"

Hong Chengchou had just surrendered and had not yet been conferred an official title, so Huang Taiji is now called Mr.

"If this is the case, the matter in Liaodong will be difficult!" Hong Chengchou sighed, his eyes flickering.

However, in the end, he still made up his mind and gave Huang Taiji the most favorable notice at the moment: "However, don't worry too much, Your Majesty. Although Zhu Changyuan is strong, he is not without fate."

"Fate?"

Huang Taiji looked up at the roof, then shook his head again.

Zhu Changyuan may have the door of life, but it is not easy to find. Back then, 400 people trapped the Daling River and managed to break out. Then he seized the treasure ship, plundered the Dongjiang River, and conquered Shengjing. Which thing is not incredible?
Also, what frightened him the most was the naval battle.

Sometimes Huang Taiji really doesn't want to remember.Therefore, to find Zhu Changyuan's door of life, Huang Taiji himself has no confidence.

"Your Majesty." Hong Chengchou continued, "Zhu Changyuan's destiny lies in his lack of the trust of Emperor Chongzhen, and the result is nothing more than the next Yuan Chonghuan."

(End of this chapter)