Domineering Daming

Zhu Xu put down the towel, took the tea on the small table, and said, "I have unreserved trust in you and Marshal Qin. I have read your plan, and there is nothing wrong with it. There is no need to worry about it. Reform as you like, follow the established plan, don't worry about me, and don't care about the voice of the cabinet..."

It has always been a tradition for civilian officials to manage the military. Although Zhu Xu led the reform of the military, the cabinet did not have a say.

Such reforms made many people fear Cao Wenzhao.

Qin Liangyu is more than 70, and Cao Wenzhao is more than 50. It may not take two years for Cao Wenzhao to succeed the Marshal of the Marshal. By then, all the troops in the world will be his people. What a terrifying and unprecedented thing!

Although Zhu Xu said so, Cao Wenzhao did not dare to agree. Naturally, all plans must be cautious, so as to complete the established reform plan without arousing Zhu Xu's suspicion.

Cao Wenzhao was silent for a while, and said: "Your Majesty, Dorgon has arrived in Beijing and wants to ask to see the Emperor."

Zhu Xu naturally knew it long ago, and said: "Well, let's take him into the palace."

Cao Wenzhao hesitated for a while, and said: "Dorgon left Tianjin Wei and used the method of stealing beams and changing pillars. When the carriage arrived in the capital, he disappeared. The Military Intelligence Department is still looking for it."

Zhu Xu was taken aback, he really didn't know this, Dorgon even hid Jin Yiwei from it?

Zhu Xu was not shocked, but smiled and said: "It's interesting, it seems that Dorgon wanted to do something before he died."

Cao Wenzhao looked vigilant, and said: "Yes, I am also worried. I have ordered the Military Intelligence Department to use all means to find him."

Zhu Xu shook his head and said, "You don't need to look for it. If Dorgon has no means to hide it, I will underestimate him. Let him tell the place."

Cao Wenzhao's face changed slightly, and when he was about to speak, Zhu Xu raised his hand, squinted his eyes and looked forward, and said coldly: "I have my own calculations."

Cao Wenzhao was still worried, but he didn't dare to argue, saying: "Yes, I will arrange it."

Zhu Xu waved his hand and picked up the teacup again.

Three days later, White Horse Temple.

The place had been emptied long ago. Dorgon sat kneeling on the futon, facing the Buddha statue, clasped his hands together, and muttered.

Footsteps sounded, and a person stepped in, sat directly on the threshold, and said with a smile, "A butcher, actually believes in Buddhism?"

Dorgon didn't look back, and said, "Do you really dare to come alone?"

As soon as he finished speaking, seven or eight people poured out of the door, surrounded the threshold, their long knives were sharp and their blades were sharp.

"I heard that once people are helpless, they will turn to ghosts and gods for peace of mind. You have been here for more than ten days, are you at ease?" The person on the threshold said calmly and with a smile.

Dorgon slowly got up, without standing up, turned around, sat on the futon, and looked at the person sitting on the threshold.

With his back facing the sun, his face could not be seen clearly, but he still gave off a very confident and calm feeling.

Dorgon said: "As expected of the Emperor of Ming Dynasty, before dying, can you answer my three questions?"

"Say." The person on the threshold took out a jug of wine from his pocket and drank a little casually.

His action made Dorgon's people look shocked, and they couldn't help but wanted to chop, and finally the knife rested on his neck.

Dorgon remained expressionless, staring at the person on the threshold, and said: "First, I admit that you have a magnificent strategy, which is rare in ancient times, but some things still cannot be explained, and I want to know the reason."

Indeed, some things are too coincidental, as if they were arranged by Zhu Xu, and the arrangements are perfect!

The person on the threshold nodded slightly, and said: "You are the first person to ask me this question, but I will not answer you, even if you are a dead person, this is my biggest secret."

Dorgon's expression was indifferent, and he was silent for a while, and said: "Secondly, Mongolia is your Ming Dynasty's feud, the biggest enemy, why do I feel that you have the deepest hatred for my Jurchen?"

Dorgon's words are extremely reasonable. Daming's country was taken from the Mongols. For more than 200 years, the war with Mongolia has almost never stopped.

The person on the threshold groaned and said, "This is indeed a good question, but I still won't answer you."

There was a look of hostility on Dorgon's face, and he said: "The third one, why, I feel that you treat me differently, I have kept a low profile as much as possible, big brother, Man Dahai, and even Duoduo are better than me, why do you always Accept me?"

This is indeed the case. Dorgon has never displayed any special ability at any time. If it is special, it is probably because he has unreasonably controlled the remnant Jurchen army over the years.

The man on the threshold drank again and said, "I can answer this for you, because you are ruthless enough. I need a ruthless person to do many things. After all, I am too kind. Some things can only be done by you. "

Dorgon looked at the people on the threshold with an indifferent expression, and frost gradually gathered in his eyes.

How much he hates this person, even the waters of three rivers can't wash him away.But right in front of his eyes, he couldn't hate it anymore.

Dorgon had a thousand words to say, but at this time he couldn't say anything.

He looked at the person on the threshold, closed his eyes deeply, opened them suddenly, and said, "If I kill you, do you know what the consequences will be?"

The person on the threshold shook his head and said: "I know better than you that what you want will not come true. The system reform has been basically completed, and the cabinet can control it strongly and will not split. The Grand Marshal's Office is the person I trust the most, and they will support you." When the crown prince ascends the throne, Daming, there will be no chaos, or even chaos."

Dorgon's face was indifferent, and he said: "You are thinking too simply, can Sun Chuanting control the cabinet? Which one of the cabinet members has ulterior motives? If you die, won't they have civil strife?"

The person on the threshold took a sip of wine and said with a smile: "Don't use these pediatric aggressive methods, you are here to ask for death, and death is coming soon, what are you asking for?"

Dorgon stared at the person on the threshold. Although he couldn't see the expression clearly, he could feel the confidence in his bones.

This made him very angry, and said: "Cut off one of his hands."

The person on the threshold slammed the left hand of the person on the threshold, raised the knife and dropped it, and one arm was cut off!

The corners of the faces of the people on the threshold twitched, and the others barely responded.He even turned his head, looked at the bleeding left arm, took the wine jug with his right hand, took another sip, and said with emotion: "This is the end of the day."

Dorgon looked at his expression, suddenly his eyes changed slightly, he stood up and said angrily, "You are not Jingzheng!"

The person on the threshold shook his head and said, "It's just an arm, so you doubt my identity? Shouldn't I come? Or dare not come?"

Dorgon walked a few steps and looked at the people on the threshold.

There was no pain on this person's face, and he didn't seem to care about the loss of his left hand.

It's not a matter of will!

Dorgon's expression was indifferent, and he said: "I think Jing Zheng is very high, he dare not come!"

The person on the threshold took a sip of wine and sighed: "Who do you think you are? Would it be worthy for the emperor to come to see you in person? The reason why I came is nothing more than to confirm your corpse with my own eyes."

As soon as his words fell, groups of soldiers from the Military Intelligence Department rushed over, surrounded the temple, and rushed straight to Dorgon.

Dorgon looked up at the sky, smiled wryly, remained silent for a long time, and sighed: "I thought he would look at me high and meet me before he died, but he didn't expect him to see me at all... He is unwilling to die, Hate!"

The person on the threshold shook his head and said, "Our fate is already doomed, and struggling is futile. Don't struggle, let's go on the road together."

Dorgon looked at this person, suddenly felt a little familiar, and said, "Who are you?"

The person on the threshold still shook his head and said: "I know you still have a back hand, do it, if you don't do it, you have no chance."

Dorgon looked outside in a daze, with a half-crying and half-smiling expression, and said, "It's been more than 20 years, I never expected such a result..."

After he finished speaking, he took out a box from his arms and threw it directly behind.