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Huang Taiji crossed his arms and listened to his story in leisure time.

Dorgon said solemnly: "I discovered a long time ago that the gods would enter my dreams and communicate with me. The gods know everything and are amiable, so I often ask the gods some questions, just like I asked him yesterday, Yuan Chonghuan It is my biggest enemy, Dajin, what should we do, the god replied to me, don’t worry, there will be ministers who will offer good plans to relieve the worries of the Great Khan.”

Huang Taiji wanted to laugh but couldn't hold it back, and nodded repeatedly: "The god is really understanding, knowing that I am worrying about this matter, so he came here to explain to me."

Dorgon knew that he was actually praising himself.

"Then can you ask the god a question for me?"

"what is the problem?"

Huang Taiji approached, and asked quietly: "Ask the gods for me, if you can make a man named Dorgon happy?"

Dorgon said with a sullen face, "The gods don't care about personal issues."

Huang Taiji shook his head: "Impossible, the light of the gods shines on every one of his children. Remember it, you must ask, and give me the answer in a few days."

Dorgon glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, ignoring his words directly.

More than ten days later, when Dorgon was woken up by Huang Taiji, the sky was still dark, and he couldn't see his fingers. Except for the patrolling sentinels, there was no one in sight.

What time is it now?Dorgon was drowsy and couldn't figure it out.

Along the way, sleepwalking was usually dragged by Huang Taiji, and he almost fell asleep while standing up.

"What are you doing? I'm so sleepy." Dorgon couldn't open his eyes, and kept complaining.

"Don't sleep, talk to me for a while."

"It's not dawn yet, what are you talking about? Don't you believe me tomorrow?"

"It's already tomorrow."

Coming to a small hillside, Huang Taiji sat on the ground, looking at the sky.At the junction of the mountains and the sky, there is a faint black line, winding and twisting, as if the painter had done it casually.The stars have lost their light, the moon has sunk behind them, and the entire sky and earth are shrouded in deep darkness.

Dorgon was sitting beside him, still dozing off with his head drooping.

However, Huang Taiji was full of energy and spirits, without any sleepiness on his face, he slapped his palm on his back: "Wake up."

"Forgive me, even if you want me to die, you can't let me die." Dorgon simply lay down on his back and stretched his limbs.

Huang Taiji had no choice but to ignore him, as if he was talking to him, but also as if he was talking to himself: "Yuan Chonghuan was sent to prison by Chongzhen."

"I know, when the news came last night, wasn't everyone there?"

"So I didn't sleep last night."

"Too happy?" Dorgon obviously closed his eyes, but he responded to what Huang Taiji said.

"It's unbelievable. Before my army withdrew, they put the commander in prison. I thought that even if it was effective, it would have to wait until after we withdrew."

"If you can understand, the plot will not succeed."

"Zu Dashou originally left with the Liao soldiers, but was persuaded by Yuan Chonghuan to come back." Huang Taiji's tone was somewhat admirable, "I really do not forget to be loyal to his monarch while sitting in prison."

Dorgon opened one eye for a glance, then closed it again: "Are you envious?"

"If he is willing to come, I can do it for his high-ranking officials. If Mr. Sun is willing to come, he can choose all the officials on my side."

Dorgon turned over and lay on the ground: "You are really sleepy, during the day...you are dreaming at night, go back to sleep."

"Actually, this countermeasure is just the last straw. Yuan Chonghuan still died because of the infighting in the court. The corruption of any thing starts from the inside, and the external cause is just a boost, not a decisive factor."

"The party struggle in the Ming court is no longer a one-time event."

The sky and the earth became quiet, and there was no more sound. Dorgon waited for a long time, but he didn't hear Huang Taiji's words. He turned his head and saw that he was staring into the distance, his face full of longing.

Dorgon was extremely distressed, obviously he was still very tired, but his sleepiness was disturbed.

"What are you thinking about? Asleep?" Dorgon asked.

Huang Taiji's tone was full of emotion: "I just thought that Ming Taizu was just a monk back then. He was favored by heaven, started from scratch, and created a hegemony, but was defeated by his unworthy descendants. Zhengde played with things and lost his ambition, Jiajing was busy cultivating , Longqing is addicted to women, Wanli does not care about government affairs, Taichang..." He paused, "The time is too short to comment, and Tianqi is just a carpenter. Chongzhen seems to want to be a good emperor, but it is a pity that he is frozen three feet It didn't happen overnight, although he has the heart of an emperor, he doesn't have the talent of an emperor, and it's just an empty dream to try to turn the tide."

Dorgon listened to him without interrupting.

"It's hard to say who owns this world. There were bandits everywhere in the Ming Dynasty. Maybe one of them will emerge and become a great cause. If I, Dajin, are lucky enough to win the world, tell me, will our children and grandchildren also do the same?" How about corrupting Chao Gang and burying this great mountain and river in vain?"

Dorgon blinked his eyes and said: "You think too far, we are still stuck outside the pass and unable to get in."

"But aren't we just outside Beijing now? If there is one time, there will be a second time, and a third time." Huang Taiji laughed, "There are emperors who are deposed as ordinary people, and there are people who rise up to be emperors. Is there any reason why a person with one surname ascends to the throne forever? It is God’s will that the fate recurs.”

Dorgon looked at him, and seemed to be able to hear the sound of his heart beating faster. His ambition was all infecting him. He took a deep breath and felt that the sky was high and the land was wide, and his ambition was gradually expanding.

Their eyes met each other, and there seemed to be a feeling of affection slowly flowing. It was a feeling of sympathy. They had the same desire for power and the desire to stand above all people. At this moment, their hearts were connected.

In the darkness, the faces of the two suddenly reflected a little light, and they all looked forward in unison, where the sun rose.

"Dawn." Huang Taiji murmured.

It was as if something was trying its best in the darkness, struggling and colliding, trying to break through this layer of ignorance.Bit by bit, a few strands of golden light leaked out, blooming layer by layer on the rolling mountain range.

Between heaven and earth, the faint mist on the cage shone warmly on the bodies of Huang Taiji and Dorgon.

They admired selflessly and stopped talking.

Finally, the rising sun breaks out of the cocoon, breaks free from all shackles, and slowly rises from the top of the mountain, just like a silver bottle is broken, the light is released, the clouds are dyed golden, and the endless darkness is swept away.

At dawn, the sun rises in the east, and day replaces night. Although the light and heat are still weak, it is another new day.

"You dragged me out of bed just to watch the sunrise?" Dorgon said.

"It's great, isn't it?" Huang Taiji praised, "I really hope that I can often watch the sunrise and sunset with you."

"It's better to watch the sunset, the sunrise is too early."

Huang Taiji looked at Dorgon with smiles in his eyes.Taking advantage of Dorgon's inattention, Huang Taiji suddenly leaned over, put one hand on his side, and surrounded him under him. When Dorgon reacted, he wanted to avoid it, but he couldn't.

Huang Taiji stared at Dorgon from top to bottom: "Last time I asked you to ask the gods a question, do you have an answer?"

Unexpectedly, he was still thinking about this matter, and Dorgon suddenly felt dizzy.

"Tell me, do you have an answer?" Huang Taiji urged, getting closer.

"So what if I'm happy?"

"Do you still remember that I once asked you, what kind of brother is a good brother to you?"

"I have a little impression. What? Are you still thinking about this question?"

"I changed my mind."

Dorgon was puzzled, not knowing what he wanted to do.

"I don't want to just be your brother, and you don't treat me as your brother anyway."

"I treat you like a sweat." Dorgon reached out to push him, but was grabbed by his wrist and pressed to the ground.

"I don't want to just be sweaty either."

His body was so close, it made one feel uncomfortable, one could almost feel his chest rising and falling due to breathing, and Dorgon stared intently at Huang Taiji who was close at hand.When Huang Taiji thought he was going to ask "Then what do you want to do", Dorgon opened his mouth and said, "You are too close, and you have crushed me."

It was hard to tell whether he was on purpose or not, Huang Taiji couldn't say anything, he couldn't bear it, after a moment of stalemate, he sighed, and finally let him go.

A stuffy, unhappy mood haunted him.

"Let's go back, I want to attack Beijing City one last time, and then withdraw."

At dawn on December [-], the Jin army raided Yongdingmen in Beijing. Huang Taiji won a complete victory, and the capture was useless. Man Gui, who had just replaced Yuan Chonghuan in office, died in battle.

But Huang Taiji did not go back immediately, but spent several months occupying the four cities of Zunhua, Yongping, Luanzhou, and Qian'an, and stayed in Jierhalang and Sahalian before returning to Shenyang. .

It is clearly called "the change of Jisi".

Six months later, Yuan Chonghuan was sentenced to death by Chongzhen.

Yuan Chonghuan died, he died because of his own pride and self-will, and died because of Chongzhen's partiality and suspicion. Maybe his military talent is not the most outstanding in the world, and his behavior is not smooth enough, but he died after countless scapegoats were slaughtered After that, the person who was pushed to the forefront stood firm and once blocked the Eight Banners Army from outside the pass.

His achievements cannot be erased, and his name will eventually go down in history.Before his execution, he left a poem for future generations to praise.

His career is always empty in his life, and his fame and fame in half his life are in his dreams.

After death, there is no worry about having no brave generals, and the loyal soul still guards Liaodong.

Huang Taiji led the army back in triumph, completing the nearly half-year-long campaign.

But as soon as he returned to Shenyang, Hauge suddenly came over.