"It should be." Chen Zhiyuan nodded vigorously and said, "In a year... Dorgon probably won't last for a year."

"A year?" Qian Qiaogong was a little disappointed. It was too long, but he was happy again. It was better to have hope than to have no hope. "Then what preparations should we make next?"

Chen Zhiyuan stared at Qian Qiaogong's eyes and said, "Wait... we will only train troops and do nothing else."

"Do nothing?"

"Yes, only by doing nothing can you have the life to wait until this opportunity appears."

Qian Qiaogong hesitated and said, "Isn't this too negative?"

Chen Zhiyuan looked at Qian Qiaogong and said, "Do you really think that they are relieved to us again? The firearms of the recruits of the second battalion have not been distributed yet. The current training is still used by the old battalion. Also, when does the second battalion's food supply have exceeded five days? Xiaoqian, you are still young... They are guarding against us from the bottom of their hearts!"

Qian Qiaogong looked at this shameless person with anger.

....

Prince Rui's Mansion.

Dorgon's face, who had just washed up, looked haggard and old.

But the pair of eyes on his face that were not angry and powerful, was still breathtaking.

It seems to be telling the world that a lean camel is bigger than a horse, and as long as I am willing, I can work for another twenty years.

"What's the news in the south?"

Ganglin replied: "Wusong Navy and Zheng Sen Navy fought each other, and both were injured... However, Wu Zheng set out from Hangzhou Bay and rushed to the battlefield in person, and the battle ended."

Dorgon said with a grin: "All fights, can you still hold it?"

Ganglin said carefully: "Chaozhou General Hao Shangjiu, while Zheng Sen led his troops to fight with the Wusong Navy and his troops were empty, he attacked Jieyang... I thought that Zheng Sen was afraid of being attacked from behind and did not want to fight on both sides, so he argued with Wu and made a ceasefire."

Dorgon was furious: "This bastard has ruined my big deal... Damn it!"

Ganglin was startled and responded quickly: "I will pass on the prince's meaning to Li Chengdong and deal with Hao Shangjiu."

Dorgon slowly calmed down and waved his hand and said, "It's just useless... Let's put it aside for the sake of the south for now, don't worry."

"yes."

"In this way, the little Nan barbarian escaped another disaster?" Dorgon said leisurely.

Lin really didn't dare to answer this, because he heard the unconcealed feeling of loss in Dorgon's words.

"How is Zhu Cihuang now?"

"Reply to the prince's words, Zhu Cihuang has officially taken office as Zong Zhengqing... He has heard news that he is willing to cooperate with us to crack down on any of the 11 governments in eastern Zhejiang..."

"Wait." Dorgon glanced at Ganglin suspiciously, "Didn't he say before that he is willing to surrender to this king? Why did he cooperate with us?"

Ganglin hesitated for a moment and said, "Maybe he is in power and has other thoughts... The Emperor of Yixing Dynasty is a woman, which is a congenital defect. Zhu Cihuang is the prince. Now he is in charge of Zongzheng Temple. I want to think about that position."

"Shameless villain!"

"Your Majesty wants to send a message to scold me?"

"Speak up!" Dorgon said impatiently, "I have no intention of taking such a swaying villain... Since he has personal grudges with Wu Zheng, it might as well take advantage of it. If you really decide on Jiangnan, it will not be too late to deal with him."

"The prince is wise."

"Can you hear the news about Shen Zhiyuan?"

"This..." Ganglin hesitated.

"speak!"

"There is indeed news from Chen Zhiyuan, but it is almost all irrelevant little things..."

When Dorgon heard this, he sighed slightly, "It turns out that a girl is outgoing...well, is there any news coming from the eyeliner arranged in General Luanyi's Mansion?"

"Yes." Ganglin answered simply this time, "Shen Wenkui, a bachelor of Hongwen Academy, Chen Mingxia, a grandson of the Secretary of the Academy, and others have had close contacts with the prince these days, so they should have had the intention of plotting... Can you ask the prince, do you have to deal with it decisively?"

Dorgon thought for a moment and said, "Will there be any movement in the detailed work placed in the capital in the south?"

Ganglin said: "It's strange. Since several hunts, this group of people have suddenly disappeared... In the past month, they have never appeared again. I'm afraid they can't stand and have fled back to the south bank, right?"

"Didn't Chen Zhiyuan see these people?"

"The prince is busy training recruits in Gongbei City these days. In addition to meeting Shen Wenkui, Chen Mingxia and other people in our court, he only drank and stayed with Qian Qiaogong."

Dorgon closed his eyes and thought for a while, and said, "Shen Wenkui, Chen Mingxia and others don't need to move, just monitor them closely... If they move, Wu Zheng will not send anyone here. Just wait for the rabbit and hunt down the fine works close to Chen Zhiyuan. As long as Chen Zhiyuan cannot contact the south, he will change after a period of time."

"yes."

Dorgon took a bowl of medicine from his maid, drank it in one gulp, and then threw the medicine bowl on the ground, splitting it into pieces.

"Tell Zhu Cihuang that he could find a way to steal the secrets of forging new muskets and artillery from the military workshop in Songjiang Prefecture. If not, then spend money to buy muskets and artillery... Let him hurry up, and the new army of the Sixth Battalion is waiting for it."

"Yes,..." Ganglin wanted to speak but stopped and hesitated.

Dorgon squinted his eyes and said, "What's the matter? Tell me!"

"Prince, I'm afraid Zhu Cihuang won't be able to do such a number of muskets and cannons... Besides, we don't have that much money?"

Dorgon said: "Didn't I withdraw one million taels from the private treasury to replenish military funds?"

Ganglin said: "Prince, 36,000 new troops, a musket costs 6,70 taels, and a man holds more than 2 million... This is not about artillery, and Wu Zheng in the south is holding muskets, which is very rare. He refuses to buy more than 3,000 shots each time, which is higher than the price once."

Dorgon said: "In the workshop we set up ourselves, how are the craftsmen making new muskets? "

Ganglin shook his head and said, "I copied some, but they are similar in shape but not in spirit. According to craftsmen, the iron used for the barrel cannot reach the toughness of the south. The consequence is that the firing cannot exceed six consecutive times. After firing twice at the same time, the barrel needs to be cleaned, otherwise it will be easy to explode."

Dorgon said: "Nonsense, our army has been making muskets for more than ten years. Is it not as good as before now?"

Ganglin hurriedly explained: "Your Majesty calms down. The muskets we made before were heavy and thick, so they naturally would not be easy to explode. But now, in order to carry light weight, the barrel of the new musket is only a little thick."

Dorgon frowned and said, "I sometimes wonder how this little Nan barbarian did it... Is it really like the rumor that he is a genius?"

Ganglin dared not answer again.

"Then let Zhu Cihuang do it quickly!" Dorgon said in a deep voice, "As for the money, let the Shanxi merchants donate more."
Chapter completed!