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The first thousand two hundred and ninety-five chapters are like reeds

Qian Qianyi did not intend to have a fuss with Jirhalang.

Dealing with such old men is more effective in just one shot.

"The prince thinks that if Qian's matter is finalized, Qian's family will die injustice, but it may be...."

Speech is an art, and the trick is that if the meaning is not expressed, the other party can understand it.

Jirhalang understood it, and his face changed. Qian Qianyi was using Qian Qiaogong to threaten himself.

When Liu Rushi was in front of General Luanyi's mansion and leaked the secrets to Chen Zhiyuan, Qian Qiaogong was present.

In other words, if this matter is really convicted of a co-worker case, not only will Qian Qianyi and his family die, but Chen Zhiyuan, but Qian Qiaogong's charge will also be confirmed.

Although Jirgalang didn't quite believe that Dorgon would "kill his relatives for justice" because of this, if Dorgon understood that almost 90% of the people in the court would have the intention to take advantage of his illness and take advantage of his illness to kill him. In addition to protecting himself, if this matter is involved, it will be extremely lethal to himself.

If Qian Qiaogong is confirmed, he can escape. The loss of title is small, and the family will have a big life and death.

Although Jirgalang is also Dorgon's cousin, there is no slight affection for power and political struggles.

Jirgalang had to re-examine the surrendered minister who had been ignored by him.

"What does Lord Qian mean?" Jierharang asked knowingly and scolded, "I can see you today, all thanks to Qian Qiaogong's recommendation... Why, you are so old that you bite back and do such a thing as a reward for your kindness and grudge?"

What the old politicians fear most is that they are calm and gentle. As long as they get angry and angry, things will be easy to deal with, because it shows that there is a turmoil in his heart and his psychological defense has been lost.

Qian Qianyi smiled, smiling like a fox, "How could Qian have such courage to threaten the prince? But Qian is about to die, so he has to give it a try... Please forgive me."

Jirhalang snorted coldly: "How are you going... I will not be threatened!"

"Actually...thing is not as unbearable as the prince thinks... Maybe Qian can help the prince and pull out the thorn in his heart that has troubled the prince for many years."

Jirgalang was stunned and sneered: "You can't protect yourself, and you dare to speak wildly... Besides, where is the sting in my heart? A joke!"

Qian Qianyi said disapprovingly: "When the late emperor passed away, the prince was one of the regents. If the regents had not used the prince to make money and abandoned your position as the regents, I am afraid that at present, the regents might not have been able to add the word "The Prince's Father" before the title...or, the three words "The Prince Zheng should add the word "The Prince's Uncle" behind Prince Zheng..."

"Stop it! Be rude!" Jirgalang growled, "What do you want?"

"Actually it's very simple. At this time, there are fierce battles in the south. Our court and Wu Zheng fought many times, and there are countless defeats... If you lose another battle at this time, the prince thinks that the regent... can he still be the regent?" Qian Qianyi smiled strangely, "Besides, the regent is not good at body, this is something that everyone knows about. If the war is defeated, he will be anxious and angry... What will happen? The prince should know in his heart. In this way, who else can compete with Prince Zheng in this Qing Dynasty?"

Jirgalang's face turned blue when he heard it and shouted sternly: "Bold! You are crazy, and you dare to say such disobedient words in front of me? Are you not afraid that I will report them and convict you of Lingchi?!"

Qian Qianyi sneered and said, "Qian just can't survive... It's just a death. Could it be that he can die twice? But the prince is different. If you can live, you can live well... If the regent does not die and come back to victory, what will happen to you? At that time, the regent is holding the power of great victory. If you want to deal with the prince, you just need to pursue this case of collusion with the enemy... Prince, even if you can explain clearly, you may not be able to avoid the crime of misunderstanding? With this handle in the hands of the regent, you will become a soft face in the regent's hands in the future. If you want to round, flatten it, flatten it, and knead it as much as you want..."

"Shut up!" Jirgalang roared in a low voice, "No need to continue!"

"Yes." Qian Qianyi responded respectfully. He stopped talking and quietly waited for Jiergalang to think about it. Only by letting Jiergalang figure it out by himself, no one could force him.

Jirgalang was really worried. Qian Qianyi made some sense. Although everyone in the court wanted Dorgon to step down and divide his power again, Dorgon's strength was still with him. If Dorgon won this battle, he would probably settle the accounts he was not in his life.

And he, Jirhalang, must be the first to bear the brunt. The emperor is too young to rule, and the empress dowager cannot choose him between him and Dorgon. Then his fate is self-evident. It is light to depose a commoner. Maybe Haoge's lessons to be taken away is his seal.

Jirgalang would never think that Dorgon would be kind this time and let him go. If it were him, he would know that the end of the day was coming and when he arranged his funeral, he would definitely clear all possible obstacles for his successors. He was Dorbo's obstacle.

"Do you want me to betray the court and the emperor?" Jirhalang stared at Qian Qianyi fiercely and said, "Don't think about it! Even if I die, I will still be a loyal minister of the Aisin Jueluo family. I will never betray the Qing Dynasty!"

Qian Qianyi's expression did not move at all because he knew these old men too well. He said it nicely, but the meaning was revealed, that was to do Dorgon's trip, but it could not touch the court and his own interests.

In other words, what Jirgalang was worried about was not that he could not bear to harm Dorgon, but that once Dorgon was defeated, it would harm the interests of the court and himself.

Qian Qianyi smiled and said, "The prince is too worried, but it is not difficult to do this."

"How can I see it?"

"As long as we secretly agree with Wu, once Dorgon was defeated, the Northern Expedition Army would withdraw its troops and re-sign the armistice treaty. In this way, the north and south were divided into rivers and maintained the original state, wouldn't everyone be happy?"

Jirgalang's eyes flashed, and suddenly he smiled and said, "So you are really a spy from the pseudo-King in the south?"

Qian Qianyi was not panicked and shook his head calmly and said, "The prince misunderstood... If Qian did what he did before, would he still use Qian... Alas, in fact, Qian can no longer go back. If he can be saved this time, when the prince replaces Dorgon, Qian still has to rely on the prince to give him a meal."

The ferociousness on Jiergalang's face gradually faded away. He knew that Qian Qianyi's words made sense. Even if Yixingchao wanted to play Zhou Yu's beating Huang Gai for people to see, there would be no reason to directly kill someone.

In other words, Qian Qianyi's evil deeds in the Yixing Dynasty and Yingtian Prefecture were no longer able to be compensated by sending him to Shuntian Prefecture as a spy, such a merely slutty function.
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