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The night gradually became deeper, hazy raindrops floated in the sky, and the night wind gradually became cold.

At the foot of Rufeng Mountain, the main camp of the Qing army, many Qing Dynasty nobles surrounded the spirit shed under the platform and roasted the fire. They were all tired, sore backs and painful, and their dark circles could not cover them at all.

China governs the world with filial piety.

Although the Jurchens were barbarians, they had been deeply influenced by Han culture for many years. It was not important to have small families in ordinary mountains and forests. But at this time, Huang Taiji was the lord of the Qing Dynasty. Who dared to neglect his funeral scale?

Not to mention anything else, just the filial piety of the "first seven" is the core Manchu and Mongolian powers, including a group of slaves from the Han military flag, cannot be pulled down.

To a certain extent, this is also the best time to test the value of everyone!

Whoever can keep mourning in the spirit shed at this time means that who will be closer to the future center of power.

Haoge has lost almost seven or eight kilograms in the past few days. His originally heroic face has become more and more three-dimensional, with his beard everywhere and his two eye sockets are deep. It is almost the same as those who are incompetent in his life who play big smoke and cannons every day and drive eagles and birds after more than two hundred years.

But the pain on the ** is second to Haoge. After all, Huang Taiji is his emperor Ama, and he is the eldest son of the emperor. Others may just be filial to others, but Haoge is definitely obliged to do it.

But the key to the problem now is that filial piety can no longer solve the problem!

The nobles had already restricted him by filial piety, so he could only stay here, but they were sometimes connected in private.

This made Haoge really sad. His life was thinner than paper.

Haoge is shackled, but some people are in water at this moment!

Needless to say, it is Ajige, Dorgon, and Dodo!

At this time, Huang Taiji died, and there were still many candidates who could compete for the great treasure within the Qing Dynasty.

Not to mention Huang Taiji's descendants, as well as the two yellow flags personally led by Huang Taiji, the six flags left by the Eight Banners, and the banner owners of each flag are the bloodline of the old slaves, and in principle they can compete for the great treasure.

However, Dai Shan, the leader of the Zhenghong Banner, was already old and had not had much time. He was suppressed by Huang Taiji in recent years. At this time, he no longer wanted to jump into this kind of fire pit and use the life of the entire family to gain a future.

This made the situation much clearer.

Du Du, the leader of the Inlaid Red Flag Banner, is the son of Chu Ying, the eldest son of the old slave. Even though he had some strength at this time, unfortunately, starting from Chu Ying, their group lost the title of fighting for the great treasure, or the righteousness.

Even if you don’t want to choose neutrality, you can only be neutral at this time.

Although Jiergalang, the owner of the Inlaid Blue Banner Banner, was the nephew of the old slave, he was always regarded as his own son and raised himself. He was extremely strong with Huang Taiji since childhood.

But Jirgalang is a sensible person and prefers to be behind the scenes. He is a determined neutral faction and a neutral faction with great veto power.

In this way, the only ones who really participated in the competition were the only two white flags of Haoge's Zhenglan Banner and the three Dorgon brothers.

But this matter still needs to be returned to Huang Taiji.

This fat man was too confident. Maybe he thought he could live forever and kept shaping Haoge, but he kept denying Haoge.

At this time, the Zhenglan Banner was only 70 or 80 Niulu, and it was not the most elite in Manchuria.

On the other hand, the two white flags together have more than 200 Niulu, and most of them are the elites of the two yellow flags of the old slaves back then.

There is almost no need to compare who is better or worse.

In particular, Dorgon was extremely smart and had already promised sufficient benefits to Daishan, Jirgalang, Dudu and other groups, including the two yellow flags.

By this time, the overall situation has basically become clear.

The cold sea breeze whizzed by, and the bonfire under the monastery was bright red and crackling.

Duoduo had already learned the news at this time, and he couldn't even pretend to be sad. He said to Dorgon in excitement: "Brother, the matter has been settled. We can't do anything else. We must cook the raw rice quickly!"

Dorgon looked at the distance not far ahead.

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Azig.

Ajige was also looking at Dorgon at this time, giving Dorgon a reassured look.

Dorgon nodded slowly and whispered: "There is no hurry to do this. Although they have expressed their opinions, many things have not been confirmed yet. Now, let's just look at Haoge to death."

"Forehead…"

Duoduo was stunned and instantly understood what Dorgon meant. He nodded and looked at Haoge with a sense of superiority as if he was looking down.

As long as his prince becomes the new owner of the Qing Dynasty, Hauge is considered a bird's feather?

…

Just as the three Dorgon brothers were communicating, Daishan and Jirgalang, who were not under the spirit shed, including Dudu, and Gushan Ezhen of the two yellow flags, were doing their final plans in a large tent behind the camp.

Jiergalang scanned everyone in the tent and said slowly: "In principle, I agree with King Rui to command all the affairs of my Qing Dynasty. After all, over the years, King Rui's methods and achievements are no longer needed to be repeated. King Rui..."

"etc!"

Before Jiergalang finished speaking, the two Gushan E of the two yellow flags could not sit still.

Ezhen Ashan, the King of the King of the Zhenghuang Banner, said: "What does Prince Zheng mean? Could it be that he wants King Rui to ascend the throne?"

The yellow flag Gushan Ezhen bowed to the echo of the echo of the yellow flag in the inlaid yellow flag and said coldly: "If Prince Zheng wants this, then don't blame us for turning against each other's ruthlessness!"

Although Du Du didn't speak, his face was not good-looking.

Suddenly, the atmosphere in the tent suddenly became tense.

Jirhalang hurriedly said, "Everyone, please be careful. I have communicated with Prince Li in this matter. King Rui can only be regent, and Dabao must be selected by the emperor's lineage!"

As he said that, Jiergalang and Daishan had a look of eye contact and said, "The ninth son of the emperor, Fulin, the son of Empress Xiaozhuangwen, is only four years old, but he is good at learning, smart and kind, and has the appearance of a benevolent king. I think Fulin can achieve great treasure!"

“…”

The tent suddenly became quiet for a moment, and everyone exchanged their eyes.

Soon, both Ashan, Baiyintu, and Dudu found that they could accept this plan.

Although Huang Taiji has many sons, it is more suitable for anyone to be Fulin!

Because even though Fulin was young, he was the legitimate birth of "Xiao Yuer"!

At present, the status of Shengjing Palace can only be achieved as soon as possible with the support of Xiao Yuer Bumubutai.

Seeing that everyone nodded and reached an agreement, Jirgalang hurriedly looked at the old Dai Shan with a smile and said, "Prince Li, what do you think?"

Even if Dai Shan seemed to be about to fall asleep at this time, he had not the most Niu Lu under him, but everyone present did not dare to underestimate him at all.

This is an old tiger!

Dai Shan seemed to have just woken up from his sleep, glanced at everyone, and said in a muddy manner: "Since it is everyone's opinion, then that's it. By the way, Prince Zheng, the country cannot be masterless for a day, let alone this kind of wartime? Is it better to settle the matter as soon as possible?"

"good!"

…

Soon, Jirgalang and others came to the spirit shed and revealed the results!

"What?!"

In an instant, not only Haoge's eyes were about to break, but Duoduo was the same.

It seems that none of these two guys expected that this would be the result!

What does this mean?

Make wedding clothes for others?!

But Dorgon was extremely calm, and he had expected this long ago.

In fact, Jirgalang had hinted to him as early as when he reached a compromise with these neutral parties.

Although Dorgon had ambitions, he also knew that his birth was not at the right time.

If he had been born ten years ago, how could he have anything to do with Huang Taiji?

After a moment, Dorgon said calmly: "I agree with this plan!"

"You, you..."

Haoge wanted to say something, but the people around him directly treated him as air and ignored him at all.

Haoge has been exhausted and exhausted these days. At this moment, his head tilted and he fainted directly after his anger.

Jirgalang hurriedly glanced at Dorgon.

Dorgon said calmly: "Su's relatives

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Wang has been so tired these days. Come and help him go back and have a good rest!"

"twitter!"

As Haug was settled, the next thing went smoothly.

Led by Jirgalang and witnessed by Dai Shan, Dorgon had a deeper exchange with the Manchu and Mongolian nobles.

In the end, everyone reached a unified opinion. The news was officially confirmed early tomorrow morning and sent to Shengjing, and then re-engage the Ming people!

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To be continued...