Beijing City, outside Dongzhimen, above the huge square altar, red walls form a circular hall.

In the hall stood a middle-aged man with his eyes slightly closed and his brows frowned, and he was pondering.

The shoulders, chest and back are decorated with flying five-clawed golden dragons and a gilded crown on their heads, which all show that this man's prominent identity is Dorgon, the most powerful emperor's uncle of the Qing Dynasty.

However, the hall was extremely depressed at this moment, and the eunuchs were all trembling and did not dare to show off their anger.

Dorgon stood for a long time, slowly opened his eyes, and looked at the huge black and ugly sphere in the middle of the hall. It is said that this object fell from the sky and symbolized the destiny that dominates the world.

This is the third time. Dorgon used the most grand and grand ceremony to come to the Heavenly Sacrifice Hall and burn incense to worship the destined things.

Unlike the previous two times, this time there were fewer Confucian officials and more shamans were used.

Some of these primitive priests were wearing colorful clothes, some were surrounded by animal skins, and some were half naked in such cold weather.

The priests surrounded outside the hall, some sprinkled powder in the flames, some danced while singing scriptures, and some sat on the ground without saying a word, as if they were wandering.

As the sings of scriptures came from time to time, Dorgon stepped forward a few steps forward and picked up a handful of incense on the tribute table made of yellow cloth. The eunuch next to him rushed forward, took the incense and used fire to ignite it.

Dorgon looked up at the things he offered, and fell into deep thought for a moment.

Since then, the object was taken back to Beijing, a large group of intelligent people such as Fan Wencheng and Hong Chengchou in the court have studied it for a long time, but this thing is dark, with neither prophecy nor pictures, and they have no idea what the destiny is.

When he first seized this thing, Jiangnan immediately surrendered to the Qing Dynasty. Dorgon once thought that this thing was the destiny of heaven, and that if he obtained this thing, he could get the world.

However, the subsequent battle situation was that the advance of Sichuan failed, and then the loss of Guanzhong. Although the personal expedition of Shanxi destroyed Jiang Guan, it was defeated in Pingyang. Now it can only be in a stalemate in Taiyuan, and there are also the failures of Ningxia and Gansu.

Dorgon became increasingly suspicious that the offering of the temple of the Heavens was simply a useless thing, but Liu Quanyou, who presented the treasure, had already been chopped up at home.

Thinking of Liu Quanyou, Dorgon had also read the memorial from the Ministry of Justice at that time. The medical officer said that the scene was extremely bloody and both concubines were killed, one of which was a corpse and two lives. Liu Quanyou was cut into pieces alive.

If it weren't for the Qiu Shen's sea, how could there be such a cruel method? Dorgon believed that the destiny of the army was robbed. In anger, he sent someone to kill Liu Quanyou, who sacrificed his treasure.

However, after two years of divine decree, the days of pacifying the Central Plains seemed to be getting farther and farther away.

"The emperor's uncle, the regent, is incense burning."

The eunuch beside him called out carefully, and Dorgon came to his senses, took the incense and raised it to his chest.

No matter how the situation changes, no matter how suspicious Dorgon is, now this is the last bit of hope, and he must and can only do this.

Dorgon closed his eyes and began to pray to the dark destiny, "The great god is above, Dorgon prays for his fifteenth brother..."

At this moment, a soldier rushed in, "Uncle Emperor Regent!"

Dorgon's prayer was interrupted, and his heart was full of murderous intent. Before he could get angry, the soldier kneeling behind him gasped and said, "Prince Heshuo Deyu can't do it anymore."

Hearing this, Dorgon threw the incense on the shore and turned around and ran out of the hall.

Prince Yu's Mansion

There was already a crying sound, and Dorgon shouted loudly, "Get out!" and actually rode his horse directly into the mansion gate, galloping until the back hall of the three-enterprise.

After turning over and dismounting, Dorgon said anxiously, "How about the fifteenth brother?"

Without waiting for anyone to reply, Dorgon quickly walked into the house, where a group of crying women gathered in the house. The soldiers hurried forward to the way, and Dorgon hurriedly walked to the bed in the bedroom.

Mugwort burned in front of the bed, and the smoke made people's eyes hurt, but Dorgon didn't care about this and leaned forward to look on the bed. He saw a layer of sand tent covering the bed. A man was lying on the bed, his eyes were closed, his body covered with brocade quilt, and his face and hands were covered with chickenpox.

Through the sand tent and the smoke, Dorgon saw that the man's face was no longer like a stranger, but he still had a glimmer of hope in his heart, "How is he like, Prince?"

The imperial physician beside him knelt on the ground, trembling with fear, "Prince Heshuo Deyu has passed away half a stick of incense!"

Dorgon's hope was shattered, his face darkened, looked at the man on the bed, turned around and left the back hall, walked to the yard and finally couldn't help it, shouting, "Take that damn quack doctor out and behead him, and all the imperial doctors who treat Prince Heshuo Deyu will be taken out and executed!"

The soldier dragged the poor imperial physician out of the room. The imperial physician screamed, "Uncle, Regent, please spare me. Smallpox has been extremely difficult to cure since ancient times. The slave has tried his best..."

The soldier reached out and removed the imperial doctor's jaw bone. He let him open his mouth and could only scream.

Prince Yu Duoduo was Dorgon's brother and the most capable person to assist the Regent in governing the country and leading troops.

Duoduo returned from Jiangnan the year before yesterday and led his troops to quell the Khalkha Mongol rebellion. Now he rebelled Fang Ping, but he was infected with smallpox and died.

Back at the Western Warehouse Pavilion in Qianqing Palace, Forbidden City, Dorgon snuggled on the pavilion bed, all thinking about Duoduo's death.

Since the rebellion in Liaodong, Dorgon has fought countless wars of all sizes, but now it feels different from before.

Although there were few soldiers at that time, they were weak, but they fought with the Ming, Mongolia and North Korea. The Eight Banners soldiers were invincible, and they were invincible in the battle!

Now, the feeling of success and the sense of destiny in my self-confidence are gradually disappearing.

First, Monk Tan Tai was very happy, but later, more and more people were Jueluo Bahana, Haoge, Obai, Hong Chengchou, Kong Youde, and Han Dai, who died one after another in defeat and now Duoduo is dead.

What is the meaning of destiny in heaven? Could it be that the Han people are still invincible?

While he was thinking about it, Azig entered the warm room, "Regent?"

Ajige is not like others. As a brother of the same mother, he is not afraid of Dorgon. "What is the Regent thinking?"

Still, there is no word called "Uncle Uncle", but Dorgon didn't care so much this time, "Have you been to my fifteenth brother's mansion?"

Ajig said expressionlessly, "I've been there!"

Dorgon nodded, and before he could say anything, Ajige suddenly shouted, "I want me to say, Regent, you listen to the nonsense of the Han slaves, and sacrifice the destiny of a bird. I see that dark thing, like an egg, what's the use of worshiping?"

Dorgon didn't say anything, Ajige continued to say loudly, "There are those priests, except for the gods and gods, they are not as good as those Han doctors. How can you be in charge of the Qing Dynasty, you are the Regent...?"

Dorgon said angrily, "Rareless!"

Ajige refused to give in, "When we raised an army with our father Khan, we asked for money and food, we used our swords.

When did you seek it by worshiping God by worshiping God?”

Dorgon's eyes were too long, "Are you questioning me for not doing anything right?"

Ajig said, "I don't. I'm trying to persuade the Regent to stop being deceived by those Han slaves. It is said that Hong Chengchou, who was favored by the Regent, died in the dung pile in the stable, which makes people laugh. Even if the Qing warriors die, they will die on the back of the horse."

Dorgon shouted angrily, "Come!"

The soldiers guarding outside the gate rushed in, and Dorgon took a deep breath, "Take Ajige off his squid, demoted him to Prince Ying, and expelled him from Duanmen. Within three days, he was not allowed to go out!"

The soldier pushed Ajige out of the door, and Dorgon sat on the warm bed, unconsciously began to think about what Ajige said, and what he said was not bad.

Logically speaking, the destiny mentioned by the Han people should be a kind of vain and mysterious thing. How could it be a big black ball that could be snatched by someone.

A thought suddenly flashed into Dorgon's mind. It might have been a wrong decision to concentrate troops to seize the destiny of Liu Quanyou. If Jingxiang and Sichuan were attacking at that time, what would the current situation be like?

Soon Dorgon stopped his guess, and the regent's decision did not allow anyone to question it. The Qing Dynasty has come to this day, which has been the efforts of many generations since Lao Khan, and Dorgon did not allow himself to make any mistakes.

Three days later, outside Beijing, countless people lined up in a long queue, escorting a coffin, and slowly heading towards Liaodong.

Dorgon took the civil and military ministers all the way to the outside of Dongzhimen. The cold wind blew up the prayer flags and rolled them all the way to Dorgon's heart.

Looking at the Heaven Sacrifice Hall outside Dongzhimen, Dorgon felt anger burning in his heart. Since Duoduo returned to Beijing due to illness, the shamans performed rituals outside the Heaven Sacrifice Hall for seventeen days by singing and praying. They also went to the hall to burn incense themselves, but Duoduo was still dead.

Retracting his gaze, Dorgon saw a figure, Ajige, who had been demoted to the prince, was looking at the team that sent spirits among the crowd.

Dorgon sighed, and as soon as Dodo died, only Ajige was left with his brother.

After hesitating for a while, Dorgon called Ajige, "Do you understand after three days of reflection?"

Ajige was angry and did not respond to Dorgon.

Dorgon sighed and said, "Now, brothers are the only ones left."

When Ajige heard this, he was moved a little. He looked up at Dorgon, and the frost on his face disappeared a little.

Dorgon paid attention to Ajige's expression, and when he saw him, he said, "From today on, Ajige will be restored to Prince Heshuo Deyu, and re-in charge of Wuzhenchaoha Camp. Don't let me down, Twelfth brother."

With a shout of the twelfth brother, Ajig's heart was filled with heat. It turned out that the Regent treated me like this. Ajig hurriedly said, "Don't worry, your brother has written down your heart!"

Dorgon said, "If the Qing Dynasty wants to firmly sit in Beijing, it must firmly hold on to Shanxi, and the twelfth brother needs to rush back to Taiyuan as soon as possible."

Ajige patted his chest and said, "Please wrap it around me, I will live and die with Shanxi. Lao Sisi is in charge of Beijing with peace of mind. I will prepare now and set out tomorrow morning."

Looking at Ajig's back as he left, Dorgon laughed in his heart. Ajig was simple and rough, and he played and pulled each other, plus the emotional card, so that he could use it firmly for his own use!

Thinking of this, Dorgon took a deep look at the Hall of Sacrifice, turned around and returned to the city.
Chapter completed!