I'm really not the carpenter emperor

"Eunuch doesn't have to be so rigid about etiquette, sit down."

"Thank you, my lord."

Wang Cheng'en thanked him, and waited for Zhu Changrun to sit down first, then he cautiously pushed half of his butt onto the chair.

"Why are there not enough eunuchs for ceremonies today? You, the eunuch for ceremonies who only arrived last month, have been sent out to announce the decree."

While speaking, Zhu Changrun stared at him.

Standing outside the house was a row of school lieutenants from the clan's mansion, all of them with bright knives hanging from their waists, dressed in white, with soap boots on their feet, full of murderous aura.

He frowned slightly, then showed his face, and said unintentionally:

"Where did such a group of white-clothed fans come from? They look like factory guards, but they don't look like factory guards."

"The emperor specially transferred it from the clan's residence. The prince should also know that although the boundary of the capital seems to be stable, it is not peaceful in the dark."

"Dragons and snakes are mixed, and there are everyone."

Wang Chengen smiled awkwardly and said:

"Even so, these troops are still not needed in Prince Hui's Mansion, and the prince should only be regarded as someone sent by the emperor to protect him."

While speaking, Wang Chengen waved.

The leader of the Clan Mansion Banner School saw him, although he was puzzled, he quickly ordered, and soon, all the white-clothed "fanzi" in this row disappeared.

Zhu Changrun snorted coldly and said:

"As expected of the current emperor, it's a pity that even helping the king to become a vassal is so motivating and mobilizing people..."

"What's the pity, my lord?"

"It's a pity that these fans are no longer needed. Eunuch can just tell you where Jiufan is, and I will leave by myself!"

"The prince is called like that again, this is Zhesha servant..." Wang Chengen froze for a moment, then smiled and said:

"My lord misunderstood, this servant is here to announce the good news."

After the imperial decree was announced, Zhu Changrun, Yan's family, and everyone in Prince Hui's mansion all gasped, with disbelief all over their faces.

After a long time, feeling Princess Yan's gentle tugging at the corner of her clothes, Zhu Changrun suddenly came back to his senses, looked at the smiling eunuch, and said calmly:

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness, and please trouble your father-in-law to announce the decree."

Wang Chengen had expected them to be like this. After all, the decision of the current master was beyond anyone's expectation.

Letting the feudal king go to Annan and Khmer to become the feudal clan is another precedent. Even if someone thought of it before, who would dare to do it!

He cupped his hands and made a bow, bowed his head and said:

"Since that's the case, I hope that the prince will move away quickly and go to the royal city of the Khmer Kingdom. If you have any unspeakable secrets, you can mention it to your majesty at any time."

"Your Majesty said that when you arrive in Khmer, you are still a family. From today onwards, you are the Khmer King under Daming."

Zhu Changrun sat slumped on the chair, still did not react, waved his hand, and said to Princess Yan:

"You, give it to me."

Yan Shi nodded, made a gesture of invitation to Wang Chengen, stood up first, and the latter also cupped his hands and said:

"Since this is the case, it is inconvenient for the slaves to stay longer."

"Wangfei stay here, I will go back to the palace."

Wang Chengen flitted away, dropping such a heavy bomb on the entire Huiwang Mansion.

Zhu Changrun was a little confused. Going to Khmer, is it life or death?

Dead, does it count as the last effort for Daming?

This Emperor Apocalypse, what kind of medicine is sold in the gourd...

Chapter 216 Dorgon's First Battle

King Rui, King Gui, and King Hui were entrusted overseas, and the civil and military affairs of the entire court were appalled, but the emperor's order was fixed, and everyone tried to persuade them to no avail, so they had to give up.

On the Chengtian gate, Zhu Youxiao held the hilt of his sword with one hand, and a few guards stood in the distance, quietly watching Hui Wang Zhu Changrun and his team of horses and horses leaving the capital below the city, the corners of his mouth curled up.

After the clan's mansion moved all the belongings accumulated by the ten princes' mansions into the royal treasury, the laborers walked out of the camp and began to build the Imperial College.

On the Ming side, Penghu was in conflict with the Dutch, and the eunuch Wang Chaofu, the eunuch in charge of the Qianqing Palace, was about to arrive in Macau, and personally discussed with the Portuguese about buying people and making cannons.

In addition to the feudal clan, King Fu also left the capital one after another during the Wanli period, making Zhu Youxiao, the apocalyptic emperor, even more powerful.

At this time in Liaodong, there is also a great change brewing in secret.

……

Over the old city of Hetuala, a silver moon hangs high.

Sha Shuo at the foot of the city was trembling constantly, and in a moment, two well-equipped Zhenghuangqi cavalrymen with steel knives hanging from their waists galloped past.

At this time, several months have passed since Nurhachi was forced to withdraw his troops.

In the current Hetuala City, no matter the banner people inside the city or the coated servants outside the city, the gates are closed, and every household is extremely nervous.

There is no other reason. Amin, who wanted to usurp the king in North Korea, came back.

Nurhachi once again returned from Liaoshen defeat, no matter what the reason was, this made him angry and puzzled.

Why is it God's will that just after the iron shield car was transferred, the temperature dropped suddenly, and the flag Ding couldn't dig the ground, so he had to retreat?

This time, Nurhachi, as usual, dispatched [-] people from the Eight Banners, and more than [-] Mongolians and Han people to coat him. It can be said that he did his best.

Yuan Chonghuan, who was transferred to Shenyang by Emperor Tianqi's strict orders several times, only had more than 3000 Ningyuan soldiers under his command. Seeing that he was about to break the city, he failed.

Nurhachi couldn't figure it out, and in the end, he blamed the Han people in Liaodong again.

With an order, Liaodi was brutally massacred by the Jurchens again.

The various Jurchen tribes have allowed the Bannermen to rape, kill and plunder wantonly, and there are almost no people in many cities, which is still not relieved.

When Amin came back, he plundered again like a plow.

In order to wipe away the wounds of fighting against the Dongjiang Army in North Korea, he set up a camp eight miles below Zaotu Mountain, placed heavy troops, captured Liao people as slaves, and saved money and food, intending to fight against Nurhachi.

Such thoughts were naturally obtained by the bannerman loyal to Nurhachi, who was accused of going to Hetuala. After Nurhachi thought about it for a while, he summoned Amin to Beijing on the grounds of meritorious service.

Sitting in the hall, Nurhachi's eyes moved slightly, waiting quietly.

Blood dripped from his heart, this attack on the Ming Dynasty had caused a lot of damage, there were two thousand bannermen, at least ten thousand Mongolian and Baoyi soldiers.

Although many cattle, sheep, people and property were plundered, these were nothing compared to the [-] powerful bannermen.

If you can win Shenyang, everything is worth it.

But if there is no if, God's will tricks people, that is, the night before Nurhachi's preparation for the general offensive, the small ice river struck, and the temperature in Liao land dropped rapidly.

In one night's effort, the foundation soil under Shenyang City was frozen hard.

Nurhachi never thought that he was defeated by Yuan Chonghuan, a little-known young player, but by the weird climate in Liao.

According to the battle situation, he only needs one more day, no, half a day, and he can easily cut off Yuan Chonghuan's head and hang it on the top of Shenyang City.

The real opponent in his heart is Xiong Tingbi, the Liaodong economic strategist who can see into his heart and has an extremely vicious strategic vision!

As long as this person is in the position of strategist, Nurhachi will not be able to make an inch of progress!

Suddenly, Nurhachi, who was thinking about something, became a bit intriguing. He turned to the empty hall door and said:

"Amin, my favorite of the four Baylors, you are finally back."

When the words fell to the ground, Huang Taiji, Dai Shan and Baylor turned their heads one after another, and they saw a familiar person walking into the hall with their heads held high.

"Slave Amin, I have seen the sweat!"

The visitor was tall and tall, with a dreadful deep scar running through half of his face, and his attitude towards Nurhachi was so respectful that no one could fault him.

Nurhachi changed his posture, pinched his double chin with one hand, and said, "Amin, you have lost weight and darkened."

Khan, who has always been strong, is now like a little girl, caring about her own changes, which makes Amin a little at a loss.

Amin subconsciously avoided Nurhachi's eyes, lowered his head and said:

"Big Khan, Amin has been thinking about Khan all the time during these days in North Korea, as well as Brother Daishan, Zhubeile, and Banner Brothers!"

"Khan, how are you doing recently?"

Nurhachi's face changed slightly, and he said:

"so far so good."

"Okay?" Amin said with a smile:

"The slave heard people say that after returning from Shenyang, the profuse sweat was furious day by day, and he had a carbuncle on his back, and the pain continued, so he rushed day and night to visit him."

"The servant even specially brought a famous doctor from North Korea to heal the Khan. Could it be that this is a lie?"

While speaking, Amin paid attention to the changes in Nurhachi's expression.

Sure enough, the latter's eyes moved slightly, but he didn't get angry, but the smile on his face gradually froze, and he asked in a deep voice:

"Who said this, if you want to mess with my big gold, you will be punished!"

Amin hurriedly knelt down and said:

"The slave heard it from hearsay, and I don't remember who said it, but... it seems to have come from the mouths of Liao people in Xinzhou."

Nurhachi sneered, looked at him meaningfully, then rushed down and said:

"Dorgon, you're only ten years old this year, and you can't join the army yet. Ben Khan will give you three thousand bannermen, and Xinzhou will not leave any of them!"

A young man came out in response, and replied in an immature but firm voice:

"Father Khan, don't worry, I will definitely find out who is spreading rumors and messing with my Dajin army!"

Hearing this, Nurhachi laughed loudly and said with relief:

"This is worthy of being my son!"

Dorgon didn't show much humility either, he sneered, his eyes flashed a eagle's gaze different from everyone else's, showing his disdain for the Han people.

This ten-year-old boy is the famous regent of the emperor of the Qing dynasty.

On October 40th in the 25th year of Wanli, Dorgon was born in Hetuala City, Zuowei, Jianzhou. His name means "badger" in Manchu.

Dorgon's birth mother's name is Abahai, Ulanara's family, the daughter of Ulabel Mantai, who is 31 years younger than Nurhachi, and married Nurhachi when she was 29 years old in November of the 12th year of Wanli.

In the 44th year of Wanli, Nurhachi rebelled against the Ming Dynasty and established the Later Jin Dynasty, with the reign title of Destiny. Two years later, he sued the sky with the "Seven Great Hatreds", which opened the prelude to the Liaodong War between the Ming and Jin Dynasties that continues to this day.

In September of the 48th year of Wanli, Nurhaci announced that he would depose Dabeile Daishan as the crown prince, and established Amin, Manggurtai, Huang Taiji, Dege Lei, Yue Tuo, Jierhalang, Azig, Duoduo, and Duo Dorgon is Heshuo Ezhen, discussing state affairs together.

That year, 16-year-old Zhu Youxiao was in charge of Fengtianmen, the emperor.

In Hetuala in the far east of Liaodong, Dorgon, as an eight-year-old boy, also joined the ranks of the Nine Great Heshuo Ezhen who participated in the state affairs after the Jin Dynasty.

This was the first time he personally led troops, six years earlier than in history, but Dorgon at this time did not show any fear.

On the contrary, when he mentioned leading troops to attack, he was very excited. He wished he could bring three thousand golden cavalry to Xinzhou immediately, and kill all the Liao people who spread rumors and make troubles!

Chapter 217 Huang Taiji's Worries

Amin also noticed that Dorgon was only ten years old, but his spirit was different, so he turned his head and said:

"How many battles have you fought at such a young age, do you really think Ming dogs are easy to deal with?"

Dorgon was unmoved, and said lightly:

"That Mao Wenlong is quite difficult to deal with. There are more than [-] armored soldiers in the Zhenglan Banner, plus more than [-] enlisted soldiers. If they are not defeated, they will lose troops and lose generals."

"What's the use of such a battle, no matter how many times you have fought?"

"Dorgon—!" A Min stepped forward, glared at him and said, "You really don't care about your uncle!"

"At Daikin, things are done with fists!"

Facing A Min who could almost knock him out with a single punch, Dorgon didn't show any fear at all. His reliance was the one sitting above him quietly watching the show.

Amin was furious at first, and almost made a move, but when he realized it, he laughed again, patted Dorgon on the head, and said:

"You are so brave at such a young age, I think you will definitely become my Dajin Batulu in the future."

"Lend your auspicious words."