Ashes

At first it was just chaos, and a thin light came in, as if there were many figures moving in front of him, so he walked towards the light.I don't know why, my heart beats like a drum, and there is only the sound of my own rapid breathing in the silence.

The back of a woman appeared in front of her. She was dressed in gorgeous costumes and looked graceful and noble. She turned around slowly and smiled sweetly. The delicate makeup set off her beautiful face, and a little vermilion on her lips made her seductive. Heartstrings.

Mother?

He was startled and wanted to call her, but found that he couldn't make a sound.He ran towards her, waving his arms, but the distance was still so far away, and he couldn't get close no matter what.

Shadowy crowds of people suddenly rushed out, pressing towards the woman.

Noisy voices appeared out of nowhere, and the noise went straight into his head, sharp and painful. He covered his ears to block the voice, but found it was useless.

They all showed fierce faces, fierce and fierce, as if they could eat her with just one mouth.

"Father Khan has a will to bury you!"

"You are too scheming, insidious and cunning, staying in this world is a disaster!"

"Father Khan treats you with great kindness, you should go down to accompany him!"

As they approached step by step, countless hands reached out to her neck.

"Strangle her! strangle her! strangle her!"

A bowstring was wrapped around the woman's neck, and it became tighter and tighter. The woman struggled in pain and cursed in her mouth.

Let go of my mother-in-law!He yelled, but there was still no sound.

strangle her!

They laughed triumphantly, and their laughter was terrifying.

He was so angry that he rushed up and threw himself on a person.

"Dorgon?" The man turned his head, startled at first, and then laughed loudly, "You are late, Dorgon, your mother-in-law is already dead!"

Dorgon shouted with all his strength: "Huang Taiji! You killed my mother!"

Huang Taiji chuckled, and described it ferociously: "Not only did I kill your mother-in-law, but I also took your sweat position. You get nothing. Are you unhappy? Haha, you are a poor wretch who has nothing."

Dorgon yelled and rushed towards him. He swung his arms and flew into the air, but was knocked out by him and fell heavily.

As if falling into an abyss, endless and bottomless, Dorgon kept falling and falling.

The light was swallowed by the darkness, everything faded again, and he fell to the ground, smashed to pieces.

……

Dorgon woke up from the nightmare, his eyes widened and he stared at the ceiling, his chest heaved violently.

He always had this nightmare, every time it was exactly the same, every time it was as if he had really fallen from a height, and all his bones fell apart.

Looking out the window, it was pitch black, just like the scene in his dream, he couldn't help shivering.

He turned over and got up, casually wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, walked to the basin beside the bed, splashed the water on his face, and rubbed vigorously.In this cold winter, the cold water irritated his skin, and it seemed that only in this way could he suppress the dry fire in his heart.

The hand covering his face was soft and small. He spread out his palm and stared blankly for a long time.

The water in the basin gradually calmed down, reflecting Dorgon's face, which was also waxy and soft, like a bun, which made people want to pinch it.

It's been ten days, but I'm still not used to my appearance.

In fact, I don't quite understand what's going on.

It seemed that he was asleep, when suddenly a group of people rushed in noisily, and all kinds of guys threw everything at him, and suddenly he stood up, and walked out of the crowd lightly.

But those people were still surrounded by something, with whips in their hands, and beat them desperately.

It was a corpse that was already decomposing, it was his own corpse.

It turned out that he was already dead, but these people dug up the mausoleum, dragged out the corpse, chopped off the head, and flogged wantonly.

They are the people of the little emperor Shunzhi!

It was me who pushed you to the throne!It's me, taking the lead to take down this country!It's me, leading the Eight Banners soldiers into the Central Plains!

For the sake of the Qing Dynasty, I bowed to the essence and endured my whole life, but in the end I ended up like this!

How dare you insult me ​​like this!

Dorgon was so angry that he rushed out and rushed towards the Forbidden City.

Shunzhi is paying his respects to his mother-in-law, the Empress Dowager, Borzigit Bumubutai.

It was the ungrateful mother and son whom he would strangle and tear to pieces.

But a white light flashed by him, and he lost consciousness. When he woke up again, he found that he had returned to the past.

Back to the year when he was five years old.

Is this a chance God gave him?Let him start over and re-examine this life again?

He was ecstatic in his heart. For Dorgon, who knew everything about what would happen in the future, being able to live again would have a unique advantage.

That being the case, it is mine, and I will never give up!

Huang Taiji, you forced my mother to death and took my position. This time, I will never let you go!

Definitely, it won't happen again!

What regent, what imperial uncle, are all lies!

If you want to fight, you have to fight for the position of the emperor!

Dorgon looked at the reflection in the water again.Five years old, should be a child who only knows how to eat, drink and play, but now this small body has an ambitious heart. Although the appearance is immature, but the eyes are deep and mature, faintly revealing cruelty and bloodthirsty.He is the No. 14 son of Nurhachi, and there are still ten years before Huang Taiji succeeds to the throne. It may indeed take that long to change some things.

And tomorrow, on the first day of the first lunar month, there will be an extremely important event for the Jurchens, that is, Nurhachi will seal Khan and establish the Great Jin Kingdom.

Dorgon wiped his hands clean, he woke up from the dream, no sleepiness at all, and planned to go for a walk.

The night sky in Hetuala, the capital city, is quiet and beautiful, and the stars in the sky are like pearls sprinkled by fairies, covered in a dense layer.Dorgon raised his head and watched, lost in thought.

How long has it been since you lived so comfortably?

During his lifetime, he was either busy fighting wars or eradicating political opponents to stabilize his position, and he never was idle for a moment.Going back to the past now, all the battles have not yet started, and everything is still so peaceful and harmonious.

Dorgon's heart tightened, and he warned himself that he must not relax in the slightest, and he must not covet this short and illusory leisure.Since God has pity on him, he cannot easily let go of this great opportunity.

The moonlight was dim, and Dorgon saw a person standing under a tree in the darkness.It was just a figure from the back, suddenly came into sight, and my heart jumped suddenly as if it had been hit by something.

It's Huang Taiji!This figure is so familiar, even if it turns into ashes, you can recognize it!

He stood alone in the dark night, with his head slightly lowered, as if he was thinking about something on his mind, completely defenseless against the outside world.

Dorgon subconsciously pressed the dagger at his waist, and rubbed towards him step by step.

The hand holding the knife squeezed tighter and tighter, and the lines on the handle of the knife were printed on the palm of the hand.

In this way, killing him with one knife will kill a hundred.

This vain thought lingered in his mind, and his footsteps were as light as a cat, slowly leaning towards him.

From then on, there is no such person as Huang Taiji, Erniang will not die because of him, and I can inherit the position of Khan.

Dorgon thought so, a thin layer of sweat oozed from his forehead.

A gust of breeze blew past, as if he had woken up, Huang Taiji turned his head suddenly, and saw Dorgon standing stiffly behind him.

The moonlight was bright and clear, and standing in front of him was the 25-year-old Huang Taiji. He had bright eyes and a dignified appearance. His slightly worried face showed a hint of surprise when he saw Dorgon.

Dorgon's mind was blank, and his thinking was completely stagnant. The five-year-old child squeezed out an innocent smile: "Four Baylor."

Tomorrow, at Nurhachi's grand ceremony for conferring Khan, Huang Taiji and several other elder brothers will be named Heshuobile.

Huang Taiji smiled gently: "Dorgon, why are you still awake so late?"

With his smile, Dorgon breathed a sigh of relief, and complicated emotions surged in his heart.

It has been seven years, from the time he controlled the guests to the time he passed away, it has been seven years.Unexpectedly, going back to the past, the first meeting after seven years turned out to be—afraid of him.

Could it be that he had too much influence on his previous life?

Dorgon hated himself for being cowardly, and pinched his palm hard, leaving half-moon-shaped marks.

"Dorgon?" Seeing that he was silent, Huang Taiji called out again.

"Ah?" Dorgon just came back to his senses, "I just had a nightmare and felt so bored, so I came out to get some air."

"What did you dream about?"

"I dreamed that some wild dogs were robbing a rabbit. It was bloody, and I was startled." Dorgon said innocently.

Huang Taiji naturally didn't understand the meaning of his words, and couldn't help laughing: "Can this be considered a nightmare? When did my brother become so sentimental?"

"That's not true, it's just that those beasts looked too scary. Later, I shot them to death with arrows, and then I woke up."

Huang Taiji was so teased by him that he couldn't help laughing, the way he smiled was gentle and amiable, which made people feel warm and couldn't help but want to get close.

Dorgon's supposedly clear eyes emitted an icy cold light. Only he who has experienced it all his life knows how insidious and cunning the person in front of him is under his kind appearance.

Maybe because he thought that the person in front of him was just a child, so Huang Taiji didn't notice at all that Dorgon's eyes didn't match his age.

Dorgon lowered his head, and when he looked up at Huang Taiji again, he turned into a harmless child again.

I don't know why, but Huang Taiji felt that he was very close to Dorgon tonight. In the past, because Dorgon and Duoduo were too young and were busy with military and state affairs on weekdays, he had no interaction with them.But now, perhaps because Dorgon took the initiative to talk, Huang Taiji felt a little more love and pity for his younger brother.

But for Dorgon, he has been dealing with this person for decades. In the past, in order to survive and gain a position, he observed him all the time, figured out his thoughts, the meaning of his every move, the emotion of his eyebrows and glances, Are familiar with the heart.

Huang Taiji squatted down, and Dorgon's eyes were exactly level: "Next time you go hunting, you will come with me, so whether you want to shoot wild dogs, rabbits, or leopards, it will be easy."

Dorgon put on a happy look: "Thank you mynah."

Huang Taiji smiled comfortably, and reached out to touch Dorgon's head.

Originally, it was just an act of intimacy between brothers, but Dorgon was extremely unaccustomed to it, took a big step back in shock, and pushed Huang Taiji away with a wave of his hand.

Huang Taiji was stunned for a moment, not understanding why he reacted so violently, his hands froze in mid-air, neither stretching nor retracting.

Dorgon didn't expect his instinct to be so exaggerated. He panicked and thumped wildly, and said indiscriminately: "I fought with Duoduo yesterday and hit a big bump on my head. It still hurts a lot."

Huang Taiji didn't care, and smiled in relief.

Dorgon calmed down, and said again: "Brother, just now I saw you frowning, what were you thinking?"