Daming: I asked you to hang yourself, but I didn’t ask you to rebuild the Ming Dynasty

Fang Zhenghua was really angry!

She hurried to the provincial palace where Fang Kala was under house arrest.

"Slave to see the Queen Mother."

A third-grade guard with a sword led Fang Kala's men under house arrest and stepped forward to salute.

"Step down. The Ai family wants to have a few words of respect with the emperor."

The face of the leader of the surveillance "guard" sent by Dorgon changed, and he was about to find an excuse.

Dayuer said coldly:

"Why, just after the regent left Beijing, the Ai family can no longer command you?"

During the past few years of fleeing to Nanjing, Dayu'er buried her thoughts and devoted herself to serving Dorgon.

Even, at the expense of the Queen Mother, she and a group of widows slept with Dorgon.

When the cocoon of lip service was revealed, it also brought about Dorgon's delegation of power to Dayu'er.

Da Yu'er said so, the guards are naturally afraid of bedside wind!

The ministers of the Aixinjueluo family are all slaves!

No matter you are a high-ranking official or a high-ranking official, the master can take off the heads of your whole family with just one word!

What's more, these eyeliners?

Seeing what Da Yu'er said, the leading third-grade guard with a sword had no choice but to wave his hand and retreat outside the courtyard with his men.

The guards arranged by Dorgon were all driven aside by Dayu'er.

"My son, a big event is just around the corner. Are you ready?"

Da Yuer possessed him and whispered to Fang Kala.

"Nani?"

Fang Kala's eyes almost popped out.

Is the Queen Mother finally going to take action against Dorgon?

Damn Dorgon!

You slept with my mother and put me under house arrest. I will execute you Ling Chi!

Fang Kala was excited.

There was a sudden heat in his chest, and an uncontrollable torrent rushed straight into his throat.

You know your own body.

Fang Kala knew very well that he was about to vomit blood again.

However, seeing that he was finally coming to the 95th Five-Year Plan after years of frustration, Fang Kala understood:

What my mother is going to do is really too big!

So much so that even the slightest bit of negligence would kill both mother and son without a burial place!

Although Fang Kala is only 12 years old. (He took office more than a year earlier than in history)

However, he understood that at this juncture, as long as he showed the slightest sign of "disease of the holy body", his mother would kill him on the spot!

He is not Dayu'er's best partner.

Although the direct bloodline of the Aisin Gioro family suffered heavy casualties.

However, there are hundreds of uncles and brothers of his generation!

Especially the old and strong Daishan, who is still too old to die!

The Qing court didn't talk about whether one's family was direct, or whether it would last.

Daishan, the actual big Baylor, was far more able to maintain the stability of the court than he was.

And he just has a little more blood relationship with Dayu'er!

If Dorgon died "suddenly" and he showed the slightest "illness", his mother would probably abandon him immediately and cooperate with Daishan instead!

The young and insidious Fang Kala understood his situation in an instant.

Therefore, even though his face was red from suppressing the pain, the fishy smell in his throat made Fang Kara burst into tears.

Fang Kara, who could no longer speak, stared and nodded suddenly!

"it is good!

I'm just waiting for the news. "

Da Yu'er naturally saw something strange about Fang Kala.

However, she thought her son was too excited.

As for Fang Kala bursting into tears because of physical discomfort - Dayu'er thought it was because of being excited.

Dayuer ventilated his son without any time delay.

It is easy to kill Dorgon, but it is difficult to stabilize the political situation.

Fortunately, Fang Zhenghua's letter provided her with an excuse.

She believed that with the short-sightedness of the Qing royal family, in order not to be retaliated by Founder, and in order to preserve her family's glory and wealth, she would definitely cooperate with him and kill Dorgon together.

After all, Dorgon was personally named by Fang Zhenghua as the culprit!

This letter from Fang Zhenghua is the catalyst for the clan to unite and kill Dorgon!

Da Yuer came in a hurry and left in a hurry.

"Wow!"

As soon as Dayu'er left, Fang Kala opened his mouth and shot out a bloody arrow.

"Master!"

Several young eunuchs were shocked and hurriedly stepped forward to help him.

"I'm fine."

Fang Kala waved his hand, but cruelty flashed on his childish face.

He casually took out a gold-bone fan from his body and threw it to several young eunuchs:

"I feel very comfortable waiting for you. I will give you this fan as a reward!"

"Slave, thank you for your grace, long live my emperor!"

The little eunuchs were trembling with excitement.

However, they did not dare to step forward to grab it. Everyone looked at the golden fan eagerly, but they knelt on the ground honestly.

Just wait until Fang Kala is far away, and then discuss how to distribute it.

Fang Kara's eyes flashed with cruel light, and he walked aside with a grin.

Seeing that he had just left the sight of the eunuchs, several young eunuchs came forward to snatch the fan he left behind.

"Somebody come!"

Fang Kara waved.

The guard responsible for his house arrest hurriedly stepped forward and knelt down:

"Your Majesty, the servant is here."

Fang Kala pointed at the little eunuch who was still shouting about how to distribute the money in a low voice, and said with a sinister smile:

"Those damn untouchables dared to steal my fan.

Commander Abak, leave no one behind! "

"The slave obeys the order."

The third-grade sword-wielding guard winked at his subordinates.

Immediately, someone continued to guard Fang Kala, while Abak strode forward with several guards with swords.

"That thief, you are serving His Majesty. You don't think about the great grace of God, but you dare to steal things!"

The guards surrounded several eunuchs.

"Sir, this is unfair!

This is……"

However, before he could finish his defense, he was hit with a sharp knife.

Several young eunuchs all fell in a pool of blood.

The red blood gathered into a stream.

A folding fan made of gold looked so weird against the blood.

Abak leaned over and picked up the golden folding fan from the hands of the little eunuch who was still staring at death.

The little eunuch, who still had some consciousness left, struggled to utter a few words from his mouth:

"Slave, slave, really, really, didn't steal..."

"Does it matter whether you steal or not?"

Arbuckle sneered:

"You are nothing more than the lowest untouchable. The master said you stole it, so you stole it!"

The long sword slapped the little eunuch on the face:

"If you want to blame it, blame it on who asked your big shot to invite my Qing Dynasty in!"

"Pooh!"

A mouthful of thick phlegm fell down, and the little eunuch was shaken all over, and he died with a look of reluctance...

That night, not only people died in the Nanjing Imperial Palace.

The elite team sent by Fang Zhenghua is still harvesting heads.

Governor Fang said that as long as the massacre order is issued to the people, no one can be spared, whether they are Jurchens or Han Chinese!

Their nine clans are all being hunted!

And Jiang Xinzhou.

Jiangxinzhou is only 40 miles away from the Nanjing Imperial Palace.

Riding a horse only lasts for most of an hour.

However, horseback riding has long since fallen out of fashion.

Especially for the extravagant Qing court...