"Then... here you go." The little girl happily took the banknote and handed the entire flower basket to Dorgon. "Thank you, brother. Thank you. My mother and I will thank you."
After saying this, the little girl left happily, turning back to express her gratitude.
Dorgon looked at the little figure walking away and said emotionally:
"In fact, the Han people are also very kind. In the eyes of us Manchus... at least in my eyes, I, the Qing Dynasty, will not massacre the Han people when we conquer the world.
In fact, there are so many Han people, but we Manchus are the only ones who have integrated into the world of the Han nation, writing Chinese characters, speaking Chinese, and appointing Han officials;
Although there are still many Han people who are against us, they will agree with us sooner or later, and then there will be a Man-Han family, and there will be no more killings... Our Han official Fan Wencheng said so."
"But, can you do it? Can the Qing Dynasty do it?"
In history, many Han people died because of the law of keeping hair or not. I deeply feel that!
"I don't know either, because I am not the emperor."
"That's right...but you can influence the emperor's opinion."
I have not forgotten the arrogant Dorgon on TV. The regent Dorgon who held a big fist and made Shunzhi, a child, obediently obey his orders.
"I? Can influence the emperor's opinion? Haha."
Dorgon laughed so hard that tears came out. At the end, he gave me the flowers in his hand, "I also want to be poetic and picturesque. If I talk about my affairs, it will disturb the atmosphere."
He seems to have a lot of bad memories.
"Are you in a bad mood now?"
I admired the pot of flowers. They were beautiful flowers with dew stains on their petals.
"My mother died early. Now I have an older brother who is not sensible, and a younger brother who needs to be taken care of. And my fourth brother, Huang Taiji, doesn't reuse me, what do you think?"
"But the situation will gradually get better, and you will be reused, don't worry."
Looking at that face, I suddenly thought of Li Duolun sitting in front of the piano and playing the piano happily. He was always so happy.
But this face revealed a touch of sadness when it came to Dorgon. Did he have a very unhappy life?