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

Dorgon took a deep breath.

If he hadn't taken one step ahead and married Dayu'er home, he would have made Fang Kala recognize him as his father and named him the emperor's father and regent...

In addition, Zhu Youjian sent troops into the capital and besieged the capital. Amid internal and external troubles, the senior officials of the Eight Banners of the Qing Dynasty realized that the situation in the Qing Dynasty could not be unstable...

Not to mention maintaining his authority, he was probably imprisoned long ago.

Dorgon's face was ashen.

He moved around, tried his best, appointed officials and made wishes everywhere, and tried to win over, and finally managed to control more than half of the Eight Banners troops again...

Driven by Hong Chengchou and others, they are about to take over the fertile south of the Yangtze River...

This should have been the highlight moment for him, the father and regent of the Qing Dynasty...

Who knows——

Zhu Youjian, the dog emperor, is here again!

As soon as he takes action, it's Wang Zha.

Li Laiheng, the vanguard, once again achieved a great victory with total annihilation!

This was Zhu Youjian's good start, but it was his own slap in the face!

Dorgon gritted his teeth.

Hong Chengchou's words made Dorgon eager to find Alzin's body and give him a crushing blow...

What a fool, there are more than 1 soldiers and horses!

There are more soldiers and horses than Li Laiheng!

Not to mention being surrounded by counterattacks, the entire army was wiped out!

When he thought of this, Dorgon's long-suppressed fear reappeared again...

Even more violent than after the defeat of Aoer Dusi.

Huge fear gripped his heart...

……

Hong Chengchou lowered his head and glanced up slightly when he saw his master was silent for a long time.

After seeing Dorgon's livid face, he hurriedly lowered his head.

"Tell me, what should we do in the current situation?"

Dorgon suppressed his anger and asked for strategies.

Hong Chengchou is really capable.

Leaving Beizhili and moving to the rich south of the Yangtze River is truly the best strategy.

Dorgon, whose mind was already occupied by anger and fear, pinned all his hopes on Hong Chengchou.

"Master!"

Hong Chengchou raised his head and looked directly at Dorgon:

"For the current plan, we can only take two steps to get rid of the current situation."

Two steps?

Dorgon's eyes suddenly brightened.

You are indeed a good slave of our Qing Dynasty!

Hong Chengchou is Hong Chengchou!

The situation that made him worried and unable to find a solution, Hong Chengchou found a way to break the situation!

You are indeed a good slave of our Qing Dynasty!

"Say it!"

Dorgon no longer cared about playing tricks, and even gave up the reserve of the Qing Emperor's father and regent.

"Master, now Emperor Ming is approaching the capital, and Li Laiheng has defeated Alzin of our dynasty.

Within the Qing Dynasty, not only are we faced with the wait-and-see problem of surrendering to the generals, but even within the Eight Banners, there are also doubts about the governance of the master..."

Hong Chengchou finished this sentence carefully and stared at Dorgon closely.

As long as Dorgon showed the slightest dissatisfaction, he would not dare to continue talking.

However, he is worthy of being the master and son-in-law of the Regent, my father of the Qing Dynasty.

His words mercilessly stated the difficulties faced by the Qing Dynasty without any disguise.

However, the master just looked at him without the slightest hint of anger.

There is even a bit of encouragement in his eyes...

My father, the emperor of the Qing Dynasty, and the regent, my master and son, are indeed the best among men, and I have the capacity to accommodate others!

With my imperial father and regent, why should our Qing Dynasty be unhappy?

Good luck!

Good luck!

If heaven had not given birth to my father, the Qing emperor, and the regent, it would have been like an eternity of eternal night!

Hong Chengchou was determined.

As worthy of being the regent of my Qing Emperor father, my master is truly a hero among men.

The Qing Dynasty has my imperial father as its regent. It is a blessing for the Qing Dynasty and the whole world!

Hong Chengchou burst into tears, lay on the ground, stuck out his butt, and kissed Dorgon hard. He had just gone to the toilet and stepped on Dad's boots.

It is my honor, Hong Chengchou, to be able to kneel down in front of my master and lick his boots clean in this life!

Although these boots are stained with feces, they smell a bit...

In my heart, Hong Chengchou, it is a hundred times, a thousand times, ten thousand times more delicious than the most delicious puffer fish meat in the world!

Hong Chengchou kissed and cursed secretly:

Wu Na Zhu Youjian was mean and ungrateful, suspicious of ministers, irresponsible, killing ministers indiscriminately, cold and mean...

Isn’t it just as usual that there is no floating point, shouting and killing...

Those who are independent men and thieves of the people should be punished!

Look at how good I am, my father, the master of the Qing Dynasty. I am wise, proficient in martial arts, skilled in bow and horse, and willing to delegate power...

The key is, we are also allowed to increase taxes...

My Holy Master, Lord, will live forever!

"All right!"

Seeing the old guy licking his boots vigorously like a Pekingese dog, Dorgon was so disgusted that goosebumps rose all over his body.

He kicked Hong Chengchou over, and before the old dog could crawl over, he shouted angrily:

"Show me your solution quickly!"

Hong Chengchou was a little annoyed when he saw his master (father), and then he chuckled and said:

"Your Majesty, the Imperial Father is the Regent. For the current plan, the Master needs to gain further authority internally and use the Holy Family to maintain the nobility of the Qing Dynasty to gather around the Master.

At the very least - we cannot allow them to find excuses to restrict your rights, my master. "

what!

This old dog actually spoke to my heart.

Dorgon was greatly moved.

He frowned and asked:

"Then what exactly should I do?"

"Master, please immediately send someone to stop Long live Master's carriage and ask him to add the title of Master."

"Sealing?"

Dorgon raised his eyebrows:

"Could it be that the gift of nine tins, the inability to enter the court, the insignificance of praise and worship, and the use of swords and shoes in the palace are just some of these false claims?"

Jiuxi refers to chariots and horses, clothes, Lexian, Zhuhu, Nabi, Huben, ax and ax, bow and arrow, and Xiang.

He has already obtained this thing!

With the help of Hong Chengchou and others, he was given the same honor as Fulin as early as when he was named "Emperor Father and Regent".

In fact, all the officials had to pay homage to themselves before going to court, and they had to pay homage with a ceremony that was almost equivalent to that of the emperor.

There is no need to be in a hurry when entering the palace to meet the saint.

Not only did he not want to join the imperial court, he even got the right to drive directly to the palace!

Why don't you have to walk on your own?

That you don't have a name when you praise and worship, doesn't it mean that when you see Fulin, the singing officer cannot call you by your name, but you have to address him by his official title!

now……

In the huge Qing Dynasty, who dared to call him Dorgon by his first name!

As for going to the palace with swords and shoes...

I even put this little dwarf Fang Kara under house arrest, let alone carrying a knife in the palace!

I went to the palace, to Cining Palace, to practice shooting with Dayu'er!

Bring a knife?

What a shit!

These things are not worthy of the status of my Qing Emperor father as regent!

Dorgon twitched the corner of his mouth.

This Hong Chengchou, what kind of medicine is sold in the gourd?