Dorgon didn't say much, turned around and walked.

But after taking two steps, he suddenly turned around and said to Chen Zhiyuan: "You, follow me."

Before Chen Zhiyuan could answer, Fulin rushed to speak, "Previous Du Gun, why don't Chen go forward to serve the Regent?"

It turns out that Xiao Fulin was like sending away a plague god, and he didn't want to see Dorgon for a moment.

On the way back to the city, Regent Dorgon was on a luxurious carriage with three horses.

Chen Zhiyuan leaned comfortably on the fur, which was a black bear skin without a trace of hair.

He completely ignored Dorgon's eyes that wanted to spit out fire.

Dorgon finally spoke, "You are so brave, how dare you betray me?"

Chen Zhiyuan obviously did not have a trace of frightened awareness. He casually said, "If you betray the prince, can the prince allow the son-in-law to sit on this black bear skin... Tsk tsk, this fur is really good... Besides, what reason does the son-in-law have to abandon his father-in-law and go to loyal to others? His elbow must be turned in. Is there any generous lord in the Qing Dynasty who is stronger than the prince?"

Dorgon said sternly: "Then why do you still help Qian Qiaogong be enemies of this king?"

Chen Zhiyuan frowned and said, "Be an enemy? The son-in-law doesn't know what the enemy is? The prince is a wise man. In today's scene, if Qian Qiaogong and his troops were slaughtered by the prince's personal guards, would he ask if the prince wanted to raise the flag on the spot to depose the king and become independent? If not, the prince would probably tear his face apart with the emperor on the spot. No matter how powerful the prince is, he would probably not be able to stop the emperor's powerful backlash? Even if the prince can get what he wants in the end, he may not be able to calm a civil war in the short term, right?"

Dorgon was obviously not convinced, and he said in a deep voice: "No matter what, your choice today is to stand on the opposite side of my king."

Chen Zhiyuan laughed, "Young son-in-law is thirsty, please give me a glass of water to drink."

Dorgon was a little stunned. It turned out that his majesty that everyone feared within the Qing sphere of influence was completely gone in front of this boy?

But Dorgon felt that it was a little new. Yes, people often have a chance to meet each other and there is no reason to say.

"There is no water, but there is a strong wine... It's in the cabinet under your right side. If you want to drink it, pour it yourself." Dorgon said angrily.

Chen Zhiyuan fumbled for a while and it was not difficult to find it. He took out a small jar of wine from the cabinet, unscrewed the plug, and poured a big mouthful into his mouth.

It was indeed a strong wine. Chen Zhiyuan couldn't stop breathing and coughed violently, and his face turned red.

Dorgon was angry and funny, and cursed: "If you don't have the ability to drink, don't show off."

Chen Zhiyuan slowed down a little and said, "The prince invited the son-in-law to the banquet that day. Didn't the prince underestimate the drunkenness of his son-in-law?"

Dorgon glared at Chen Zhiyuan and said, "Okay... answer my previous question."

Chen Zhiyuan said: "Actually, this is not difficult to explain. People must have one or two close friends, uh... they are the kind of people who can cut their necks and communicate. If not, then they will be in vain. With the prince's magical martial arts, you should be able to understand the son-in-law's meaning? No matter whether he is an enemy or not, in an emergency, you can't watch him die in front of you without lending a helping hand."

Speaking of this, Chen Zhiyuan spread his hands and his actions were ashamed of Wu Zheng. He said, "It's a pity that Qian Qiaogong is such a person. The son-in-law has no intention of betraying the prince, but I would rather live and die with Qian Qiaogong... I think the prince would not hope that the son-in-law is a righteous person who can give up his affection for the sake of glory and wealth, right?"

Dorgon's eyes flashed, and Chen Zhiyuan was right. Although his creed was that he would rather let me down the world than let me down, he was always a human being. No matter how high he was, he still had the hope and expectation of one and two close friends in his heart.

If nothing is there, what is the meaning of life?

Dorgon did not comment, he said leisurely: "Falling flowers are intentional, flowing water is ruthless! Unfortunately, you regard him as your best friend, but he may not regard you as your confidant."

Chen Zhiyuan began to adapt to the jar of strong wine, and he took another sip and said, "The prince is wrong."

In this world, there are not many people who dare to say you are wrong in front of Dorgon. At least, they shouldn't be babies like Chen Zhiyuan.

But Dorgon was speechless. He was used to Chen Zhiyuan's disobedience.

Chen Zhiyuan obviously did not have the awareness of humility. He continued: "A son-in-law has always been a clear distinction between kindness and grudges. How could he not regard me as a close friend if he could be regarded as a close friend? It turns out that the prince thinks I am a self-indulgent person?"

Dorgon did not answer, but just snatched the jar of wine from Chen Zhiyuan's hand, "I haven't finished asking yet, you are not allowed to get drunk."

Chen Zhiyuan looked at the wine jar in Dorgon's hand with nostalgia, licked his lips and said, "Actually, the prince agrees with what I said, right? Today's event is the most appropriate ending, everyone is happy. As for what the prince is thinking,... it is because the prince is too worried. Since Qian Qiaogong and I are brothers, how could he be enemies with the prince?"

Even though Dorgon's city was quite deep, he was shocked by Chen Zhiyuan, "You mean, will Qian Qiaogong obey my orders?"

"It's hard to listen to the prince, but I can guarantee that he will listen to me." Chen Zhiyuan said shamelessly, "The biggest problem of the prince is not that his strength or lack of army, but that the emperor has the queen mother, clan relatives and Xiang Hong Chengchou and Fan Wencheng, the sons and ministers of Fan Wencheng. The interests of these people are different, and the queen mother will definitely refuse to be deposed. Xiang Hong Chengchou and Fan Wencheng, the sons and ministers of Fan Wencheng, cannot give what they want, because the prince has his own direct line and cannot abandon the direct line and distribute the interests to them. Therefore, the prince cannot start because this kind of division of interests cannot be reconciled. Either win or lose a crushing defeat, and there is no second way to go."

Dorgon felt a little turbulent in his heart. He felt that he might have underestimated the Southern Barbarian.

Chen Zhiyuan said: "In fact, the empress dowager, clan relatives and ministers are not a solid piece of the same. For example, the emptiness of the treasury and the greed of ministers are not uncommon at this point. But if the prince forces too much, he will let the empress dowager, clan relatives, Hong Chengchou, Fan Wencheng and others have no choice but to join in to keep warm, and the prince becomes the target of public criticism."

Dorgon felt funny. The doll was a bit like opening a dye shop if you gave it a little color, but he didn't stop him. Instead, he picked up the wine jar and took a sip.

Unexpectedly, Chen Zhiyuan hit the snake's upper root and suddenly reached out and snatched the wine jar from Dorgon. Dorgon was stunned and felt offended, so his face became gloomy.
Chapter completed!