Through this lame "countermeasure", Meng Xueli was not the only smart person to see Chongzhen's true intentions. There was also Yao Qisheng who had been instigated by Meng Xueli.
As soon as Meng Xueli returned to check in, Yao Qisheng came over.
"Meng Jiejian, this is a hint from the Holy Spirit to us, let us get rid of Dorgon as soon as possible."
"I know, please keep your voice down, this is the Forbidden City." Meng Xueli glanced out the window and said, "Also, don't tell Yu Sideng and the others about this."
Yu Sideng and others had also been instigated by Meng Xueli to rebel.
"Don't worry, I won't tell." Yao Qisheng whispered, "But since I entered the Forbidden City, I have been thinking about eradicating Dorgon and found it difficult."
"Aren't you talking nonsense?" Meng Xueli scolded.
"If this was easy, would Dorgon be alive today?"
Yao Qisheng changed the subject and continued: "However, it is not completely impossible."
"What method?" Meng Xueli suddenly became alert, "Yao Qisheng, what do you want to do?"
Yao Qisheng thought to himself and said: "It won't work with swords. We can't beat the white-armored soldiers around Dorgon at all, and it won't work with flintlock rifles. Hou Gouzi's spies are everywhere in the Juzi camp. Every move we make is difficult."
If you evade surveillance, you will definitely be discovered as soon as you reload the ammunition, so the only way is to attack with fire."
"Fire attack? How to fire attack?" Meng Xueli growled, "Don't mess around."
Yao Qisheng laughed ferociously and said: "Meng Gaijian, this is what I think. Find a dead man and sew a large amount of gunpowder into the interlayer of the cotton armor. When Dorgon enters the palace, let the dead man come forward and hug him.
, and then igniting the gunpowder, even if Dorgon cannot be burned to death, he will definitely be seriously injured, and he will die of burns soon."
"A dead soldier?" Meng Xueli said coldly, "Are you willing?"
Yao Qisheng was silent, he naturally did not want to be this dead soldier.
But Yao Qisheng did not give up: "Did Ming Dynasty have other spies in Beijing?"
"I'm confused. Not to mention that I don't have any contact method for the spy lurking in Beijing. Even if I could contact him, how could I get this dead man in without him noticing?" Meng Xueli scolded.
"This is a big living person, not a cat, dog or an object."
"As long as you set a good goal, you can always find a way." Yao Qisheng was unusually persistent.
"Okay, this matter is over here." Meng Xueli said impatiently, "The assassination of Dorgon requires long-term planning. There is no need to rush. You must not act rashly."
Yao Qisheng could only withdraw from the check-in.
...
Meng Xueli originally wanted to take a long-term approach, but he didn't expect that the turning point would come soon.
While Meng Xueli was on duty at the Meridian Gate, a young eunuch suddenly came to the Meridian Gate and said that the emperor had invited him to the Qianqing Palace and that he wanted to consult with him if he had any knowledge.
Fulin was only an emperor in name only.
But the titular emperor is also an emperor.
So Meng Xueli followed the imperial edict and entered the East Nuan Pavilion of Qianqing Palace.
As expected, Fulin asked him some questions about Confucian monarchs and ministers. They were purely academic questions, nothing else, and the time was very short.
But Meng Xueli had already keenly realized that something was wrong.
It was obvious that Fulin was interested in winning over Juziying.
Maybe he still had the idea of using Juziying to get rid of Dorgon.
This is undoubtedly an excellent opportunity for Meng Xueli.
After leaving the Qianqing Palace, Meng Xueli approached Yao Qisheng to make a plan. Yao Qisheng also felt that this was a God-given opportunity, a strategy that could not only eliminate Dorgon but also save the lives of the two of them.
The two of them agreed on some details and then sent someone to inform Hou Fangyu.
Hou Fangyu quickly replied that if the emperor wanted to ask for advice again, he would just agree, but the specific information he asked for and what he said must be reported to the regent truthfully afterwards.
In the next few days, Meng Xueli was invited to attend the Qianqing Palace.
After that, he reported to Dorgon the books Fulin read and every word they said.
After confirming that Meng Xueli was a Confucian scholar who absolutely respected Confucian etiquette, Fulin finally showed his fangs and demanded Meng Xueli's loyalty to him in the name of the emperor's righteousness.
Meng Xueli naturally "bowed down and bowed" and swore allegiance.
But as soon as he left the Qianqing Palace, Meng Xueli reported the matter to Dorgon.
Although Fulin showed his fangs, it was a pity that they were just a pair of baby teeth.
However, Fulin was completely unaware of this and even went to Cining Palace to show off to Bumu Butai.
"Empress Huang, what do you think I have done these days?" Fulin asked with a smile.
"Your Majesty, haven't you been studying in Qianqing Palace these days?" Bumbutai asked, "But have you learned anything about studying? You might as well talk to Huang's mother."
"Reading experience? I must have some experience, but these are not enough."
Fulin smiled and said: "My son has used Confucian classics and the righteousness of monarchs and ministers to instigate Meng Xueli and his Juziying. Now Meng Xueli and Juziying have become loyal to me!"
"What did you say?" Bumbutai stood up immediately.
Because he was so surprised, Bumbutai's almond-shaped eyes widened instantly.
Fulin was also startled by Bumbutai's violent reaction, but when he came back to his senses, he felt even more proud. Look, even the emperor was shocked by my feat.
At that moment, Fulin smiled and said: "Your Majesty, you don't have to be like this. It doesn't really matter. I am the emperor no matter what. For Confucian scholars like Meng Xueli, loyalty to the emperor is a matter of great justice."
"Confused, you disappoint me so much!" Bumu Butai stumbled and sighed, "How could you be so naive, so immature, and so gullible to others? What do you mean by the righteousness of monarchs and ministers? What Confucian scholar? You really don't know anything about human nature. I know! If Meng Xueli had any righteousness in his heart, how could he betray the Southern Ming Dynasty and submit to the Qing Dynasty?"
"Uh?" Fulin was stunned immediately. Huang's mother seemed to be right.
If Meng Xueli truly believed in the justice of the monarch and his ministers, how could he rebel against the Ming Dynasty and surrender to the Qing Dynasty?
However, Fulin still couldn't lose his face and argued forcefully: "The Ming Dynasty in the Qing Dynasty was destined by fate, so Meng Xueli abandoned the Ming Dynasty and returned to the Qing Dynasty, which was an act of obedience to the people and not a betrayal. This time Meng Xueli abandoned Dorgon and turned his allegiance to him. As for me, I also believe in the Confucian righteousness of the monarch and his ministers, so what you say, Queen Mother, may not be correct."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Looking at Fulin with a tight face, Bumbutai sighed.
After all, he is just a twelve-year-old child. He has just suppressed his nature in the past few years. How can you expect a child to have the mind of an adult?
How can a child understand the ways of the world?
There is no other choice. At this point, we have no choice but to take action.
Even though I knew it was a glass of poisonous wine, I could only drink it.
Because without drinking this glass of wine, her son would not be able to retain the throne.
At that moment, Bumbutai took several palace ladies and went straight out of Cining Palace.
Fulin was obviously frightened by Bumbutai's disappointed look just now, and asked anxiously: "Where is the Queen?"
"Go to Prince Rui's Mansion to plead guilty to the Regent." Bumbutai said without looking back, "Please ask the Imperial Father and the Regent for the sake of your Majesty's mother and the fact that you are only a child.
, I don’t care about you."
"Are you going to have a tryst with him again? Are you so intolerable to loneliness?" Fulin couldn't hold back anymore. He had been holding these words in his heart for a long time, and he finally shouted them out today.
This is Beijing, not Shengjing, let alone Horqin.
What the Central Plains values is etiquette, justice and integrity, not what you Mongolians do.
Is it shameless for you to go to Prince Rui's Mansion and openly fool around with Dorgon like this? And Huang Ama, who is under the Nine Springs, is he shameless? You are simply a disgrace to the Aisin Gioro family.
"Pah!" Bumu Butai came back and slapped Fulin on the face.
Fulin felt his head buzzing, and he was completely confused. This slap was a real slap, unlike the previous slap with a whip. It was just a show, and it didn't actually hurt.
"This slap is to make you remember the feeling of pain!"
Bumbutai was so angry that he was shaking all over: "If it weren't for you, how could I, your mother, be humiliated like this? It's just that you don't appreciate it. You actually imitate others and stab your mother's heart with a knife. You are really in vain.
For the Son of Man!"
Fulin looked at Bumbutai blankly, completely confused and unable to think at all.
Bumubutai was actually very distressed, but he made up his mind and ignored Fulin. Instead, he took the palace maid into the carriage and went straight to Prince Rui's palace.
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In Prince Rui's Mansion.
Dorgon was summoning Hou Fangyu, Fan Wencheng and Ning Wanwo to discuss matters.
"This is an urgent delivery from Hengjiu." Dorgon picked up the lacquered letter on the desk and motioned to Fan Wencheng and Ning Wan to pass it around, and then continued, "I need to be prepared for the worst."
"Worst plan?" Ning Wanwo looked stern.
Fan Wencheng lowered his head and read Hong Chengchou's urgent delivery carefully.
Hou Fangyu said: "The so-called worst plan means that after exhausting all means and still being unable to force the Ming army to retreat, we can only have a decisive battle with the Ming army."
Dorgon said: "There is a lot of property confiscated from the houses of Dodo, Luo Luohun and dozens of other gangsters, but the food is not as much as expected, and the total is only three million dan."
The time that the Eight Banners nobles entered the customs was still too short, so they did not save much food.
"This small amount of food will last until the end of this year at most. If the Ming army still does not retreat before the end of the year, our Qing soldiers will have no choice but to fight to the death with the Ming army."
"Since this is the final battle, we must try our best."
"So, I want to transfer the Eight Banners Manchuria from Yanzhou Prefecture and Shanhaiguan back to Beijing."
After a pause, Dorgon asked again: "But in this case, the defense of Shanhaiguan and Yanzhou needs to be entrusted to King Pingxi and Jiang Xiang. I wonder if you two gentlemen think this is feasible?"
Fan Wencheng and Ning Wanwo looked at each other and responded at the same time: "That's the only way it can be."
To be honest, the outcome of the Northern Expedition was beyond their expectations. They thought that the Qing army was fully capable of defeating the Ming army within half a year.
