That night, the Ming Dynasty Palace sleeping hall.

Queen Zhou, who was sleeping, felt a little dazzling. She turned around but felt empty. She was shocked and subconsciously opened her eyes to look for Emperor Chongzhen.

Soon, she found Chongzhen, who was sitting quietly in a daze not far away.

Empress Zhou picked up a piece of clothing and gently covered it on Chongzhen: "Your Majesty, it's cold at night, so hurry up and go back to bed."

Chongzhen's body trembled slightly, and he obviously heard Queen Zhou's words, but he did not move.

Queen Zhou thought about it and gently knelt behind Chongzhen, surrounding his chest with her hands, gently pressing her head, quietly feeling Chongzhen's heartbeat.

Time seems to be still at this moment.

After a while, Chongzhen sighed: "Empress, I always felt that I was an emperor incompetent, but today I realized that I, the father, also failed."

Queen Zhou was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Is it Wu Sangui's business? This man is a wolfish man, and His Majesty has dealt with him. I guess Mr. Wang will not have any objection to His Majesty. I will find him tomorrow and enlighten him."

Chongzhen shook his head and said, "You don't need to enlighten him. Actually, I know very well that he really has no objection to me in his heart, but I just can't get over it."

Queen Zhou seemed to understand something, and after a while, she whispered: "Born in the Tian family was originally an involuntary thing. How could she ask for more if she had a father like His Majesty?

Chongzhen was silent for a while and said, "I have suspected him, I am sorry for him."

Queen Zhou smiled gently and gently took Chongzhen's hand: "Your Majesty can be sorry to everyone in this world, but the life of Yan'er was given by Your Majesty. Your Majesty can never be sorry to him."

...

When Zhu Cilang woke up, he saw Fang Gongqian with two panda eyes facing him.

"Your Highness, we have won a great victory this time and are invincible. Wu Sangui's accomplices are invincible and fled when they hear the news!" Fang Gongqian said happily to Zhu Cixuan.

Zhu Cixuan looked at Fang Gongqian with some confusion: "Old Fang, you haven't slept all night? There is no need to be so excited."

Fang Gongqian pinched his waist and said seriously: "Your Highness is wrong. How much trouble did Wu Sangui cause us? I almost got rid of me by him. If it really falls into his hands, it will be over. Since I have found a chance this time, I must let those who are killed by heaven know how cruel the people under him can be, who don't even want their descendants!"

After saying that, Fang Gongqi smiled with his teeth, his teeth were white and clean, smooth and sluggish.

Zhu Cixuan spread his hands and said, "Just be happy. By the way, how is the progress?"

Fang Gongqian smiled and said, "The guys under Wu Sangui already knew what they were going to do, so they immediately explained it as soon as they were arrested, because they were afraid of implicating the whole family. Humph, I knew that although there was that thing under their crotch, they were far worse than those of us who were traitorous!"

After hearing this, Zhu Cilang was also amused and crying. It seemed that Lao Fang had really been holding it in for a long time. Today he was breathing a lot, not even talking about the idioms and catchphrases.

But Fang Gonggan said that was right, that is, due to its particularity, the trial of the case of Wu Sangui was extremely fast, and all the cases were found in just two days.

To summarize it simply, Wu Xiang and Wu Sangui and his son have been secretly contacting the uncle Zu Dashou who surrendered to the Qing Dynasty, and have secretly communicated with the Qing Dynasty. In other words, most of the soldiers of the Guanning Army are still concerned about the Ming Dynasty, otherwise Wu Sangui might have already given Shanhaiguan two years ago.

Later, after Zhu Cilang took away military power, Wu Sangui held a grudge in his heart. After receiving Dorgon's secret letter, he immediately took action. Then Zhu Cilang exposed it and arrested them all.

After hearing this, Chongzhen was not furious, but made a very calm instruction.

Wu Xiang, Wu Sangui and his son were executed, and Zu (sister Zu Dashou) was sentenced to death. All the Wu clan members who were directly involved in this time were executed by their confidants, and all the remaining confidants and their confidants were exiled to Qiongzhou.

Wu Xiang and Wu Sangui are not at ease on their way.

According to Fang Gonggan's happy description when he came back when he saw it, Wu Xiang urinated his pants on the spot. However, Wu Sangui still had some courage. Before his death, he scolded Zhu Cilang, which made Fang Gonggan very angry. He specially instructed the executioner to chop off Wu Sangui's head.

Hundreds of corpses hung at the entrance of the vegetable market in Beijing, and were scolded by many ordinary people.

For ordinary people, their feelings are very intuitive. Traitors cannot be good people, and traitors cannot be good people.

Even the crows who came after hearing the news were hit by several drunken men who were drunk in the middle of the night and smashed the body of Wu’s father and son with smelly boots, and vented their anger. The bird’s head was trampled to pieces.

This news naturally caused a sensation in the entire capital, and was then transmitted to Shengjing City outside the pass as quickly as possible.

Another meeting of the kings and ministers of the government was held. Dorgon was full of spirit and spoke with an eloquence.

"In the current situation, the Ming Dynasty seems to have an advantage, but their internal danger is the biggest hidden danger. This time, my king provoked the internal struggle between Wu Sangui and Zhu Cixuan, which would definitely make Chongzhen, a suspicious person, at a loss. By that time, the Ming people themselves had Li Zicheng and the Qing Dynasty, and there was also a Wu Sangui and Zhu Cixuan in the capital. I asked how the Ming Dynasty could persist?"

After Dorgon finished speaking, many ministers of the political consultant immediately spoke: "Prince Rui said it well!" "It's just in my mind!" "Yes, it's so right!"

Today is no longer the past.

A few months ago, Jirgalang was full of energy and was full of strength. Dorgon was defeated repeatedly and retreated again and again.

But now, everything is different.

After Jirgalang's miserable defeat at Shanhaiguan, his reputation suffered a severe blow, and many allies doubted Jirgalang's ability.

More importantly, due to the death of Mandahai, his father, Prince Li, Daishan, was furious and had completely broken up with Jirhalang, and joined Dorgon's camp with the Zhenghong Banner and the Inlaid Red Banner.

In this way, Dorgon had the support of the Six Banners among the Eight Banners of Manchuria, completely crushing Jirgalang, and his voice naturally became much louder.

Not only is it loud, but this kind of atmosphere that can be compared with every response is not something that ordinary people can compare with.

As for Jirgalang, who looked gray and haggard, who would care?

At this moment, a Qing official suddenly walked into the hall without a look on his face.

"Oh no, Prince Rui, something happened to Mingguo!"

Dorgon frowned and said with some displeasure: "Didn't you see that I am holding a meeting with all the ministers? If you have any problems, you can't wait until the meeting is over. Could it be that the Emperor of Ming Dynasty die?"

The Qing officials were frightened by Dorgon's anger and their necks shrank, but they still spoke: "It's such a Prince Rui. Wu Xiang and Wu Sangui have been beheaded. The Wu clan was exiled by the entire clan. Even the Qing Dynasty's spy network in the capital of the Ming Dynasty was implicated by Wu Sangui, and many people have been arrested!"

The whole palace was silent.

Dorgon's body was fierce and then leaned back, almost falling over.

Jirgalang suddenly looked up, and his dead face, which was originally like a zombie, began to shine.

Dorgon shouted: "How is this possible! Wu Sangui, our Qing Dynasty... is wrong, it is impossible!"

The Qing officials said helplessly: "Prince Rui, it has been spread all over the Ming Dynasty at this time. I wonder how many people have witnessed the beheading of Wu and his son. How could it be fake?"

Dorgon: "..."

At some point, Dorgon grabbed the armrest of the chair with his right hand, and his finger joints were already blue.

Jierhalang spoke happily: "Prince Rui, when it comes to playing these conspiracies and tricks, we can't play with the Ming people. Please accept our fate. In the future, we will train the army well and fight back on the battlefield."

Jirgalang finished speaking, and Dorgon seemed to have been stepped on his tail and shouted directly: "This is just an accident. It must be that the Wu father and son were not strict in their work and leaked the news! How could there be something wrong with my plan? It's simply nonsense!"

Jirgalang looked at Dorgon who was clamoring like a rooster, and did not speak anymore, but just smiled.

At this moment, Jirgalang seemed to have become ten years younger in an instant.

Dorgon said again and again, and the words were nothing more than "My plan is fine", "What are the divisive plans for the Ming people", "The Qing spies are the best in the world", Jirgalang did not refute them, just staring at him quietly, with a quiet smile on his face, and looking like he was quiet for years.

Finally, Dorgon said he was tired and stood up angrily: "Today's meeting will be over here, let's break up!"

After saying this, Dorgon directly left.

Jirgalang looked at Dorgon's leaving figure, shook his head, stood up and saluted Fulin: "Old minister respectfully send him your Majesty."

The seven-year-old Fulin took his gaze from Dorgon's back, nodded to Jirgalang, and showed a tender smile: "The King of Responsible Government will go back and take care of himself."

Jirgalang hurriedly said, "The old minister is obeying His Majesty's will."

Fulin seemed to have a lot better. He jumped a little while walking, and left half-jumping.

Suddenly, a loud rumbling sound came, and the sky in Shengjing City was filled with haze and the air was stuffy.

Soon, the drizzle fell, and the raindrops quickly became bigger and eventually turned into a pouring rain.

On this day, hundreds of Han slaves in Shengjing City were executed because they were slow to work and harvested millet too slowly, so their masters' clothes were wet.
Chapter completed!