Road to Shunzhi

Li Zicheng hanged himself to death, but his body could not be seen. Some said he was dead, some said he escaped, and some said he became a monk.These are not important, what is important is that Dashun has lost its leader and suffered a crushing defeat.

The court celebrates.The Ministry of Rites is also busy.Manchuria practiced slavery before, and there was no strict etiquette. During the Nurhachi period, those warriors who were good at fighting often rewarded the slaves with spoils, while the masters who could not fight often wore better clothes than the slaves.In this regard, I find it incredible that Ning Wan, like Nurhaci, put forward the concept of strict hierarchy, and Manchurians began to formulate rules, for example, clarifying what kind of clothes people of what level should wear and so on.

This is a complex work that is still in progress.Taking advantage of Dorgon's good mood, the Ministry of Rites delivered a booklet to agree on the grades of Manchurian civil and military officials.

Dorgon came to look for Fulin with a booklet in his sleeve. He has always had little patience for such cumbersome things.But fortunately, my nephew didn't seem to hate it. Dorgon had already developed a habit of almost ignoring the agenda of the Ministry of Rites and handing everything over to Fulin.

Fulin looked at it seriously, dipped a pen in cinnabar, and wrote one by one.Dorgon also sat down under him, looking at his notes, and the imperial study room was silent for a while.

The Ministry of Rituals has a lot of agendas this time, not only including grades, but also the styles worn by the kings, Baylor, Beizi, clan and civil and military officials, as well as the ceremonial vehicles they use for travel. It was easy to finish the approval, put down the pen, and stretched a long way.

Dorgon raised his head from the case, and said with a smile: "Is the emperor tired, do you want to take a rest?"

Fulin simply jumped down from his seat and ran to his side with the booklet in his sleeve: "What is Uncle looking at?"

Dorgon didn't lie to him, and openly opened the memorial in his hand to show him: "There are also some people who claim to be the princes and grandchildren of the Ming Dynasty. One went to Fujian, and the other went to Shaoxing, and they all made themselves kings." It's just a clown, the emperor doesn't have to worry."

Fulin also smiled and showed Dorgon the booklet in his hand: "Uncle, the Ministry of Rites proposed that you be the regent of the emperor's uncle, and the matching ceremonies are written in great detail. I have already approved it."

Dorgon was startled, and hurriedly took the booklet, only to see that it was full of words, "All great ceremonies, such as hunting and dispatching troops, inspecting soldiers and horses, gathering places for kings, Baylor, Beizi, and the public, are enshrined in the Ministry of Rites. It was preached to gather and wait, and all the officials looked at where the king was going, and the ranks knelt to meet them. When the king returned, he ordered all the kings to retreat, and those below Baylor were sent to the gate of the king's mansion before they retreated. "

In other words, except for the prince and high-status county kings like Abatai, everyone else must kowtow to Dorgon. This kind of etiquette is no worse than that of the emperor.It would be a lie to say that you are not moved.Dorgon raised his eyes to look at Fulin, but saw that he was smiling innocently, with a trusting expression, not even a little bit of dissatisfaction could be seen, he couldn't help sighing: This child is so dependent on him, not to mention that he is so dependent on him. You Yu'er, if he really promised to be the emperor's uncle and regent, and then put on airs to make all the officials kneel down to greet him, then who would take this child seriously in the court?

Dorgon raised his hand and tore up the folder bit by bit, Fulin was startled: "Uncle, what are you doing? I think it's very good."

Dorgon laughed and said, "I'm your uncle and the regent, why bother with such an awkward title. Don't others dare to disrespect me?"

Fulin tilted his head and thought for a while, then nodded: "It seems a little awkward, so don't do it if you don't do it. If someone dares to disrespect uncle, I will never end with him!"

If Fulin insisted on letting him be the emperor's uncle and regent, he would worry about whether the little emperor was just playing.And Fulin's performance was very good, as if he didn't care about this title at all, and followed his own will in everything.The little suspicion in Dorgon's heart disappeared immediately, and he felt a little guilty for doubting his nephew.

He reached out and pinched Fulin's nose: "Okay, if someone dares to bully me, the emperor will make the decision for me."

"Well, I will bully the whole family of that short-sighted person, and vent my anger on uncle!" Fulin patted his small chest and raised his head proudly.

Dorgon laughed: "Okay, I will rely on the emperor from now on."

Fulin smiled on his face, but secretly heaved a sigh of relief.It was Feng Quan, a scholar, who asked Dorgon to be the emperor's uncle and regent. Feng Quan was a member of Dorgon. Pretending to be naive, he went to test Dorgon.

Fortunately, maybe Feng Quan thought that all the excerpts Dorgon had to look over in advance, or maybe it was because he wanted to please Dorgon, which Dorgon didn't know about in advance.

And Dorgon's reaction made Fulin very satisfied.From the bottom of his heart, he didn't want Dorgon's power to go any further. It was better for Dorgon to push himself, so as to save him from letting Bumbutai out again, and to save him from being more wary of Dorgon.

However, Feng Quan, he remembered this person.Fulin stroked the pile of debris with his fingers, and raised his head: "Uncle, there are delicious pastries at Erniang's place today, let's go eat together, okay?"

"Okay." Dorgon took his hand, "By the way, after the repair of the palace in the hands of the Ministry of Industry is completed, where does the emperor want them to repair?" Yu'er still lives with Zhe Zhe, which is too inconvenient have you?

Fulin blinked: "Just the Compassionate Ning Palace. It's a big place and has its own garden. Erniang must like it."

Good nephew!Considerate enough!Dorgon was very happy, which was directly reflected in his appetite, which was not too sweet, and he ate several cream pastries in a row.

Fulin consciously left his uncle with Erniang, and went to the culture class by himself.Due to the particularity of his profession, he did not designate anyone to be the teacher, but picked ministers from the court one by one to teach him.The advantage of this is that he can quickly get acquainted with the people in the court, and he can also draw them in without a trace; the disadvantage is that the gentlemen are not very familiar with his study progress.But this is not what Fulin is worried about.In terms of learning, he remembered a certain perverted "120 times", and decided not to abuse himself so much, and he did not intend to use this to abuse future generations.He usually reads it once, recites it once, silently once, and then repeats it again. Generally, he will remember it by heart after about ten times.Fulin decided to shorten the 120 times to 36 times-although it is still scary, his descendants will definitely thank him.

According to some novels I read in my previous life, the teachers who taught the princes in the Qing Dynasty were also very hard-working.It is said that first you have to kneel down three times and kowtow nine times to the prince, and then kneel and listen when the prince endorses the book.These teachers are usually elderly, kneeling and standing for a while, it is a toss.

Therefore, Fulin decided to change this problem from the root. It is still necessary to respect teachers and pay attention to education.Today's master is Li Ruolin from the Guozijian Jijiu. No matter how much he respects his teacher, Fulin still frowned slightly. Li Ruolin is Feng Quan's disciple.

Politics and character issues aside, Li Ruolin's education level is still quite high, Fulin still finished the class seriously, and then talk about other issues.

"I read your letter a few days ago, are these people available?"

Li Ruolin replied respectfully: "Please rest assured, your majesty, although they are not talented, they can still do the work of dogs and horses."

He recommended several officials who had previously served in the Hanlin Academy, hoping to appoint them, at least the Ministry of Rites needs such talents.Dorgon and Fulin discussed it, and it must be right, but it will take a while to observe.

In fact, Dorgon prefers to use young people, such as Xinke Scholars from the Chongzhen Dynasty. Li Ruolin is very aware of his preference, and two of the six recommended are such people.

It's like a bachelor's reserve.Fulin felt that this seemed to be another gang, headed by Feng Quan.He didn't like Feng Quan and his group, but Dorgon loved them very much.The reason is simple, two words, hair shaving.

Feng Quan used to be the godson of Wei Zhongxian, with a rather bad reputation. After surrendering to the Qing court, he regarded himself as a Manchu.He, Li Ruolin, and Sun Zhixie were the Hanchens who strongly supported the hair-shaving order, and even took the lead in shaving their own foreheads.Due to Fulin's opposition, Dorgon did not forcefully implement the hair-shaving order, but his attitude towards Hanchen who had already shaved his hair would be better. This move by Feng Quan and others obviously won his favor, and also dissatisfied the little emperor .

You are Han Chinese, and you are not ashamed to make such a flattering move!Moreover, you clearly know that I am against shaving your hair, and you braid your hair in front of me, do you take me seriously?If you don't take me seriously, one day I will make you disappear before my eyes!Fulin sat on the chair angrily, and then laughed himself out: I am getting younger, why is my mentality also getting younger?

In fact, the little emperor knew very well that what these great scholars want is the same treatment and power as the Ming Dynasty.The draft plan of the Ming Dynasty still has its successes. At least a certain carpenter emperor has not been in court for many years, and the country is still functioning normally.But this is not feasible now, the military power is scattered, and the Eight Banners are watching like a tiger, so if you want to embezzle it, it depends on the actual situation, okay?

Fulin is tangled here, but Dorgon and Bumbutai there are sweet.

They are already middle-aged, long past the age of having sex as soon as they meet.Dorgon picked up the Buddhist scriptures on Bumbutai's desk and said with a smile, "Why are you copying this?"

Bumbutai covered up the Buddhist scriptures with a smile: "My handwriting is not good, you read a joke."

"Where, my handwriting is not good-looking." Dorgon forcibly pulled her hand down, and saw that although the handwriting was not good, it was well written, which showed that he had worked hard.

"Who is this written for?" Dorgon thought about it, could it be for Huang Taiji?There was some jealousy in my heart.

Bumbutai bowed his head and didn't speak.Su Mo'er smiled and said, "It was written for the former concubine. The master said that the death day of the concubine would be two months away, so she wanted to copy the scriptures and say that she would make an offering in front of the Buddha... "

Before she finished speaking, Bumbutai scolded in a low voice: "Where do you come from so many words, don't you hurry up?"

Su Mo'er quit after pleading guilty, but Dorgon's heart was agitated.It turned out to be for Concubine Abahai, his mother-in-law.Abahai was forced to be buried and died a miserable death. Until now, besides her three brothers, only Yu'er remembered her.

"Yu'er, Yu'er..." Dorgon didn't know what to say for a while, so he could only hold her in his arms, calling her name over and over again.

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So, the little emperor cleared Dorgon's blood tank first, and Bumbutai then amplified his move. The emperor's uncle, the regent, was ko

Feng Quan is very talented, but also quite shameless.Historically, Dorgon once issued an order to shave his hair, which later caused protests from the people of Sanhe, so he canceled the order and did not plan to implement it again.At this time, Feng Quan, Li Ruolin, and Sun Zhixie appeared hand in hand. They shaved and braided their hair, and ran to Dorgon to flatter him, saying that shaving hair is a Manchurian custom. Obedience, in order to show their loyalty.As a result, Dorgon was happy, and he had the idea to issue an order to shave his hair again, which led to the forced shaving of his hair later.

As a result, Feng Quan was favored by Dorgon, but it suffered thousands of people, and indirectly triggered the Jiading Three Massacres.They are Han people, so they ran to be the slaves of the Manchus for their own self-interest, and they deserve to be cast aside.

Here, the little emperor will get rid of him sooner or later.