Cao Zhenyan and a group of coats were mixed together, and they were even more pitiful people who dared not show up.

The relatives and ministers were all trembling, and the Han people even held their breath, including Cao Zhenyan.

When the Jurchen nobles were quite angry, the best way was not to attract any attention. If you accidentally anger a certain noble person, their coats would be killed in a quarter of an hour, and no one would be left.

When their blood was spilled on the street, no one would plead for the 14th Prince who brought Cao Zhenyan over. Even if the 14th Prince liked Cao Zhenyan very much, he would never speak for a Han man at this moment.

Fortunately, the anger of Nuerhaci and his relatives was on the Dongjiang Town soldiers who were harassing Tangquan.

No one noticed these coats. After hundreds of cavalry set out, Tangquan returned to peace. Many older Jurchens had returned to their houses to rest, including Nuerhaci.

Amid the discussions of these Jurchens, Cao Zhenyan tried hard to suppress his excitement.

It wasn't because I heard a lot of important information, but because there was a very excited feeling boiling and burning.

When he came here today, he saw with his own eyes an inconspicuous mark in the wilderness not far away, like a child's trace or a beast's trace.

No one cared about it, no one noticed the inconspicuous mark, but Cao Zhenyan saw it at a glance. It was a unique sign of the Hutchison Military Intelligence Department's operation team, indicating that a certain operation team has arrived here and is carrying out a mission.

Any intelligence officer of the Military Intelligence Department must provide as much help as possible once this highest level logo is discovered, and contact the operation team if necessary.

"Cao Zhenyan, my master called you." A white-armored guard looked at Cao Zhenyan with a squinted eyes. Even if he was in contact with him frequently, Cao Zhenyan still felt a chill on his body.

These white armored beasts are all human-shaped beasts. There are no people or objects to be valued except the master. In their eyes, even ordinary Jurchen flag directors can still kill dead objects at will, let alone Han people like Cao Zhenyan.

As long as Cao Zhenyan is inappropriate, these guards will kill him on the spot without hesitation, even if he is the 14th Prince's confidant slave.

Cao Zhenyan responded and carefully entered Tangchi from a group of guards.

The white armor was talking in a low voice, and stopped as Cao Zhenyan passed by, and then stared at Cao Zhenyan with his eyes.

After passing through such a group of beast-like people holding fine iron weapons and wearing silver bright armor, Cao Zhenyan was of course under a lot of pressure. Fortunately, he had adapted to such a scene, and Cao Zhenyan did not show any abnormality.

Dorgon was still soaking in the pond. Compared to his age, Dorgon seemed a little thin and short.

After Cao Zhenyan came in, Dorgon raised his head and said, "Cao come here and rub my back."

Cao Zhenyan smiled and said, "I know that the master must be like this. I have already brought the loofah in."

The master and slave got along well and were relatively relaxed together. Dorgon seemed to have something to do and bit his lips without saying a word.

After Cao Zhenyan washed him clean, Dorgon said lazily: "I asked someone to bring his robe in and I won't soak it."

The house was very big, and the pool was made of smooth blue stones. Since there was only one person soaking, the pool water was clear and emitting heat. If it was winter, no one could resist such temptation. Even in the late summer, when the weather was still hot, it would be quite cool after dark. Of course, Cao Zhenyan wanted to soak it. Unfortunately, he knew his identity. No matter how much the 14th Prince liked him, he would not allow him to be so arrogant.

After Dorgon put on his clothes, someone brought him tea. After a few sips, the 14th Prince, who was old, had no intention. Cao Zhenyan asked someone to bring a bowl of chopped watermelon. After a few sips, Dorgon lost his appetite. He walked to the door and looked at the outside room and said, "Xiao Cao, what do you think of Dongjiang Town? They are just here to die?"

Cao Zhenyan really wanted to say that because a good man was afraid of death in order to avenge his family and hatred, he wanted to be kind and gained kindness. But he resisted the urge to kill himself, bowed his body and pressed his excitement, and said, "They just love to make trouble. Who knows what he is going on?"

"That's it." Dorgon said with confusion: "If they can beat us, they will come and fight. They can't beat us, and they will come to die every time. My father Khan beat them for several months. He thought he was defeated, but who knew he actually touched Tangchi."

"What an accident." Cao Zhenyan shook his head repeatedly, as if he couldn't figure it out.

"Father Khan was very upset about this." Dorgon was also in a bad mood. He originally mentioned Duoduo to take advantage of this opportunity to soak in the spring to ask Father Khan to push Duoduo a few more times in front of people.

It is definitely impossible to grab the reserve position. If Duoduo was twenty years old, he would have a chance, but now he would not dare to think about it.

What Dorgon wanted to do was to expand the momentum of his three brothers. Ajige was brave and Dorgon himself always showed wisdom. If Duoduo was still aware of the general trend, the future development of these three brothers would be very good, and many people would be asked to rely on them. The two yellow flags would also be full of confidence in the young masters.

This was a very good arrangement. Dorgon did not discuss with Ajige. He felt that the elder brother of the three brothers was a fool who only knew how to swing his guns and swords, reckless and impulsive. In fact, Ajige was not stupid. He felt quite keen on the battlefield. He led 50,000 people to drive the Dashun Army, which had hundreds of thousands of troops out of Shaanxi, chased all the way to Hubei, and wiped out the main force of the Shun Army, captured many generals including Liu Zongmin, and forced Li Zicheng to death, who fled in panic. This was not luck, but a very powerful record.

Ajige was just not interested in political affairs and was willing to do whatever he wanted. He was tall and burly, and his behavior was like a warrior. In the words of the time, the British king was as fierce as a tiger, but he was brave and had little plan.

Dorgon looked down on his elder brother, but he also knew that his elder brother should have the same heart as him, but he could not guarantee whether his elder brother's temper would be instigated by others. Although Lao Shiwu was arrogant, he always had the principle of being one brother. He was a mother and a comrade of the same age and should have been united as one person.

Duoduo's image is not very good. Dorgon wants to help him improve slowly. Now it seems that there is not enough time.

According to people's reports, after sending many troops to wipe out the harassing Ming army, Lao Khan was in a bad mood and drove out Duoduo and the concubine, and he was breathless for a while.

Only older politicians are so prone to being emotional and uneasy. If Nuerhaci, who had been ten years ago, was in good health and broad mind, even if he encountered a sneak attack from Tangquan, he would just smile.

Cao Zhenyan had a sudden inspiration and said, "I am willing to help my boss find out the details."

Dorgon nodded and said, "That's what you mean. You have always been smart and have run out a lot. Remember, don't let anyone know what I mean. Don't wait for sure if you have any news. Come back and tell me if you know."

"Also..." Dorgon said hesitantly: "There are any rumors outside recently, about Lao Khan's body, me, the twelfth brother, Lao Fifteenth, you can ask for information, and tell me if you have any news."

Later Jin was very concerned about using spies, but their own people also planned and guarded against each other.

Cao Zhenyan's heart moved, it seemed that it was because Lao Han was in poor health, and it seemed that it was difficult for him to hold on for a long time. The senior Jurchens were also confused and full of uneasiness. The young master in front of him was a clear representative. He looked calm and normal, but in fact he was already quite uneasy.

A teenager in his teenage years was worried every day to save his life, followed by power and the lives of his little brothers. Dorgon's frown brows really showed something quite unhappy. A child as old as him was still playing computer games every day after hundreds of years. At this moment, he had shown that he was not as mature as his age.

Dorgon glanced at Cao Zhenyan and said, "Do you want to send two guards to follow you?"

"Report to your master." Cao Zhenyan said respectfully: "The guards are all arrogant, and the servants have no confidence to instruct them."

"That's true." Dorgon knew the truth well and said, "Then you go by yourself and be careful."

Cao Zhenyan did not dare to delay and immediately stepped out.

When passing Nurhaci's house, the house was full of lanterns, and the lobby was brightly lit. Several responsible ministers did not leave because of special circumstances and sat upright in the lobby.

After the lobby, the inner hall, which had walked more than twenty steps, was where Nurhaci rested. It was already pitch black, with only the lights on the outside, and there were also Gebushxian who was wearing armor and swords.

Cao Zhenyan looked at it and found that there were about fifty or sixty guards of Gebushxian, and his troops were already very weak.

He felt a little excited.

This old slave started to butcher the sword and became the people in the 47th year of Wanli. By the sixth year of Tianqi, there were many indiscriminate massacres. Not to mention the hundreds of thousands of Ming troops killed on the battlefield, the ordinary people have gone from more than 6 million in the Wanli period to now only 500,000 and 600,000 Han people left in Liaodong, or even fewer.

This butcher is known as the Destiny of Heaven, which is the destiny of Heaven. If such a butcher is also the destiny of Heaven, then this destiny is a false destiny!

Now the old butcher, whose hands were covered in blood, had sores behind him and could not sleep all night, and his life had entered a countdown.

But how could you watch this old butcher die?

Cao Zhenyan trembled gently, forcibly pressing his excitement... He found his war horse under the bright moonlight, and checked his identity by the Eight Banners soldiers guarding the periphery of Tangquan, and stared at him with suspicion for a while. Cao Zhenyan felt as if he was thrown into a pile of poisonous snakes, staring at him with cold eyes, but he couldn't help but tremble all over his body.

Fortunately, after rigorous training, he knew when to control his emotions. He was so calm that he had no special expression on his face. Finally, a third-class general in charge of the outer guard nodded, and the vests riding on war horses made way for the way, and the Han man rode a horse and rode away from Tangquan.

"The 14th Prince seems to be anxious." The third-class general shook his head and smiled on his face: "He doesn't think about how old he is. Is there something he has to do with this matter?" (https:)
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