Road to Shunzhi

The emperor contracted smallpox.

When he first heard the news, Bumbutai's eyes darkened and he almost fell down.Supporting her with a pair of strong hands, Dorgon raised his eyebrows and shouted at the imperial physician: "No matter what method or medicinal material you use, you must cure the emperor! Otherwise, your whole family will come to see you!"

The imperial physicians sadly agreed, and went down to discuss the condition.Bumbutai struggled to stand up, and gave orders to isolate the Chuxiu Palace. Everyone who had contact with Fulin today had to take a pulse and drink medicine, and asked someone to invite the Goddess of Acne. After giving orders one by one, She seemed to lose her strength and slumped on the chair.

Zhezhe couldn't bear it, went to support her, and said: "The emperor is a blessed person, and he will be safe."

Bumbutai didn't seem to hear her words, but just raised his head and looked at the inner room helplessly, as if he was thinking about something, but his eyes were out of focus, and his whole body was lifeless like a wood carving.Dorgon saw her lost soul, ignored Zhe Zhe standing beside her, went directly to hold her hand, and called out in a low voice: "Yu'er, Yu'er..."

Bumbutai turned his head to look at him blankly, then stood up suddenly: "You also have to drink a bowl of medicine, hurry up!"

For some reason, Dorgon actually felt sad, and said softly: "It's okay, the imperial doctor has seen it for me, and I'm fine."

"Then I'll take care of Fulin." Bumbutai ran towards the inner room without any manners.Su Mo'er quickly pulled her back, regardless of whether she was superior or inferior, and said anxiously: "Ge Ge, the imperial physician is treating the emperor's illness. Wouldn't it be more trouble if you go at this time?"

But Bumbutai shook his head firmly: "I'm going. Fulin will definitely be scared by himself, and it will be better with me."

"Me too!" Dorgon grabbed her hand impulsively, "I want to be with you too!"

Zhezhe coughed, and all the waiters around lowered their heads, turning a blind eye to the ambiguity between the regent and the Queen Mother.Bumbutai didn't realize it at all, and looked up into Dorgon's eyes: "You still have to be busy with court affairs, so you can't stay here. I'm enough here."

"No, I can't leave you here alone." Dorgon held her hand tightly, but refused to let go.

Because he took Fulin out of the palace, Fulin got smallpox.Dorgon felt an inexplicable guilt.The surroundings were in chaos, he looked at Bumbutai, who was trying to be calm, and finally regained a semblance of reason.

"You'll be fine." He looked into her eyes, as if asking for a promise.

"I'll be fine." Bumbutai also looked at him, "Fulin will be safe too."

"Okay, I'll help him keep an eye on the court." Dorgon gave her a deep look, then turned and walked out.The gate of Chuxiu Palace closed slowly behind him.

——Back then, when he lost his mother, Khan, and Yu'er, he still had his last hope in the world, and the last reason that supported him to live was Yu'er's smile.He's not afraid to go into battle because he knows he won't die.Yu'er would not have the heart to leave him alone in the wilderness, nor could he have the heart to leave Yu'er alone in this world.He knew that Yu'er would be fine, and so would Fulin, because neither of them would be so cruel and leave him alone.

It was so hot and uncomfortable.Fulin lay on the bed, writhing uneasily.He could hear the voices of court ladies and eunuchs coming and going, he could hear the imperial physicians discussing his condition in a low voice, and he knew that what he had was smallpox that made the ancients turn pale.

In his previous life, he was vaccinated with cowpox, so he didn't know what smallpox was, nor did he know that smallpox could make people feel so uncomfortable.He just felt dizzy and had an indescribable feeling all over his body.

"Good luck, Fulin, you'll be fine soon."

Bumbutai's gentle voice rang in his ears, and he was helped up with both hands, and a bitter hot liquid poured into his mouth, and he couldn't help frowning.

"Drink the medicine and you'll be fine." Bumbutai fed his son the medicine himself, and Fulin opened his mouth cooperatively, swallowing the medicine in big gulps.

"So cute." Bumbutai was a little relieved.As long as Fulin cooperates with the treatment, everything will be fine.

What's more, Dorgon was waiting for her outside.

In his life, Bumbutai was only afraid twice.Once was when consummating the marriage with Huang Taiji, and another time is now.When she married Huang Taiji, she was just 13 years old and knew nothing, except Zhe Zhe and Su Mo'er.When a man she didn't like stripped her clothes and pressed on her body, besides the pain, she also felt a sense of helplessness from the bottom of her heart, as if the whole world had left her behind.

Same now.Her favorite son was lying on the bed unconscious like this, but Bumbutai was not so flustered.Because she knew that her son was not easily defeated by smallpox, and, outside, Dorgon was waiting for her, waiting for her to go out safely with Fulin.

After Fulin drank the medicine, he fell into a deep sleep. For some reason, his eyes were filled with white flowers, as if he was in a strange space.He saw a person who was exactly like himself, wishing to study hard; he saw this person's undisguised dislike for Dorgon, and his cold contempt for Bumbutai; He only thought about one woman, but forgot about the queen that Ming Media was marrying.

What the hell is this!Fulin really wanted to yell, but couldn't open his mouth. He watched helplessly as the man put his face in his face and ran to become a monk.

No matter how dull he was, he understood that this was the life he should have gone.But so what, he has already come here, the emperor has changed, the ending will be different, why let him continue to follow the trajectory of others step by step?

So what about smallpox, it's not an incurable disease!He didn't believe it, he couldn't even defeat a small smallpox!

The uncomfortable energy came up again, Fulin moved restlessly, his mind was confused.He seemed to see his mother in his previous life, Bumbutai and Dorgon in this life, and his father's indifference towards him in his previous life, as well as Huang Taiji's face full of hatred and hatred.These people mingled together and kept rolling in his mind.He also saw his mother standing not far away, waving at him. He really wanted to run over, but he couldn't move anyhow.He can no longer be the same as before, here, he has a deep bond.He has a mother-in-law, an uncle, a sister, and a family. No matter what, he must live on!

Fulin didn't know where the strength came from, tried to open his eyes, and heard a commotion around him.

"Wake up, wake up, the emperor is awake!"

An imperial doctor's voice sounded: "The emperor's acne is full, if there is no accident, it will be fine after it comes out in a few days."

Bumbutai breathed a sigh of relief, "So, I'm going to be a doctor."

Fulin opened his mouth, and Bumbutai quickly came up and asked, "How is it, is it uncomfortable?"

"Mother, I want to drink water."

"Okay." Bumbutai took the tea bowl and fed him a few sips of water, his eyes full of concern.

Fulin lay down weakly: "Emiang, I'm fine, I'll get better after a little more sleep."

Bumbutai looked at his son's flushed face, frowning, clenched teeth, and his eyes were sore.The son must be very uncomfortable, but he is too sensible and stubborn, he would rather carry everything by himself than let her, a mother, worry about it.

After half a month like this, Fulin's smallpox finally shed the scabs, and there wasn't even a single pockmark on his face.The imperial doctor praised him again and again, saying that the emperor's blessings are as good as the sky, and only Fulin himself knows how much effort he has used to control himself from scratching or moving.

When Bumbutai led him out of Chuxiu Palace, he saw the emaciated Dorgon, with bloodshot eyes, standing there, staring at the two of them.Fulin grinned at him, but saw that there seemed to be tears in his eyes.

Standing behind Dorgon are Guitai Concubine Na Muzhong and Bogor.Bogor was not infected with smallpox, which made Na Muzhong both happy and worried.Bogor went out with the emperor, if the emperor did not get through it, but he was healthy, he would definitely be disliked by the queen mother and the regent.The imperial concubine sincerely worshiped the Buddha for Fulin for several days. Now that the emperor is well, she is happy from the bottom of her heart.

The emperor survived the smallpox and celebrated with joy.The ministers of the Manchu and Han Dynasties did not have the usual tit-for-tat confrontation, and they all wrote letters to publicize the emperor's sageness and the importance of the emperor to the emperor.

Before, they didn't have much respect for the little emperor, thinking he was just a child.It was only in this short half month that they deeply realized the importance of the little emperor.

Without the little emperor's suppression from time to time, the regent became more and more domineering.None of the flag masters of the Eight Banners was a vegetarian, and each of them confronted Dorgon tit for tat.Especially Jierhalang with the blue flag, almost rolled up his sleeves to fight with Dorgon in the court.The two yellow flags pretended to be good people. Anyway, the owner of their flags was the little emperor, but the little emperor fell ill again. They didn't know how much they hoped that the emperor would recover.

The same goes for the Hanchens.Most of them are scholars and bureaucrats with certain ideals, and what they think is to rely on the power of the Qing court to defeat those bandits and avenge Emperor Chongzhen.Then, they transformed these barbarians little by little to realize their ambitions.They had also seen some results.The little emperor was very polite to Hanchen, and could listen to what they said.But when the little emperor got sick, they discovered that most of the Manchu nobles were still unwilling to live with them in a friendly way, and some even proposed to kill all the Han people and use the fertile land of the Han people as pastures.It seems that the only thing they can rely on is the little emperor.

Therefore, when Fulin sat on the dragon chair again, he was taken aback by the extremely respectful ministers.When did my popularity get so good?He looked at Dorgon in some confusion, and Dorgon gave him an encouraging smile.

A lot of things have happened in the past half month, especially the Ministry of Rites and the Ministry of Officials are the busiest.Dorgon made a summary report, reporting all the major events that happened during this period to the emperor, and proposed to rectify military affairs, Fulin agreed.Just as he was about to retire, Dorgon proposed another matter.

"Every state and county near Beijing who has no owner's land, as well as Ming emperor's relatives, concubines, princes, marquises, uncles, eunuchs, etc., who died in the rebellion, have a lot of unowned land, especially begging to be distributed to the kings from the east, Xun Chen, soldiers and so on."

Dorgon's voice was not high, it sounded like thunder to Fulin's ears. The two big words "enclosure" suddenly appeared in his mind.

Did the enclosure start at this time?Fulin knew that if he agreed to enclose the land, the Han people's fertile land would be forcibly taken away by these Manchu nobles, and a large number of Han landlords and farmers would go bankrupt at once, without a living, and be displaced.On the one hand, it has intensified ethnic conflicts, and on the other hand, it has also stagnated agricultural production.As the number of landless peasants increased, the resistance became more serious.

In any case, he cannot agree.Fulin was about to say something, but he saw Shuo Tuo, the owner of the bordered red flag, Azige, the owner of the bordered white flag, Jierhalang, the owner of the bordered blue flag, and Soni and Aobai of the two yellow flags all came out, saying: : "Please make an order from the emperor!"

Fulin's heart is clear.In the final analysis, the Manchurians fought for money, land, and women. This is the benefit of the Eight Banners.Dorgon was also standing in front of him, everyone looked at him, the meaning in their eyes was clear: this matter, if you agree, you have to agree, if you don't agree, you have to agree.

Fulin bit his lower lip, swayed on the dragon chair twice, held his forehead, and passed out all of a sudden.There was a commotion in the court, Dorgon was concerned, he went up a few steps and hugged him: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty?" But Fulin's eyes were closed tightly, his face was pale, and he was full of regrets: this child just had a serious illness, Didn't you see that you have lost so much weight? It's too difficult for him to handle political affairs at this time.

Dorgon didn't care about it any more, and shouted: "Retire from the court, this matter will be discussed later. Please ask the imperial physician!" After saying that, he hugged Fulin and strode towards the harem.