"How could the Great Khan change his surname when he gets married because he is so wise and powerful? This is nonsense!"
Countless people were shocked by this incident.
The clan leader of the Tong Jia clan quickly came forward to deny it!
However, the secretly spread news did not stop, and even the picture books compiled into storybooks and spring picture albums were quickly circulated, attracting more people to know the news.
The storybook and picture album vividly and meticulously describe that period of time!
Especially the illustrations are so lifelike!
Nurhaci's eldest son Chu Ying was even more furious. He rode up the street and killed anyone he saw discussing the matter in private. He beheaded dozens of people in a row.
This shows how widespread this matter is!
If he hadn't been stopped by someone, he might have continued.
In the prince's palace.
Naturally, Yang Fan also got two fresh works. The paper quality was very poor, but at a glance it was clear that the artist's skills were quite superb, and the writing and arrangement were also very sophisticated.
"What a great trick!"
He shook his head and looked at the contents.
According to the perspective of communication studies, this kind of content with bad personal ethics is undoubtedly the easiest to spread among the grassroots.
In particular, the dream of many people is to live a low-class life with a high-class status.
And the current painting book even involves the Great Khan and the first concubine. This kind of level, which they usually have no access to, will undoubtedly greatly satisfy their imagination.
Therefore, it naturally spreads quickly!
And this kind of content is undoubtedly the easiest way to pull Nurhaci, who has always been deified, from the altar, turning him into an ordinary person, even worse than ordinary people!
"I am a man after all, at least I won't get married!"
Many people even feel such an inexplicable sense of pride after reading the content!
And this feeling means that the people behind the scenes have achieved their goals.
Naturally, Yang Fan would not miss this opportunity. He immediately went to the Golden Tent of the Great Khan with two books in hand and an angry look on his face.
"Great Khan, this must be the work of shamanism!"
Whether it is or not, it must be!
Yang Fan said without hesitation: "Great Khan, it is unreasonable for them to stigmatize you like this! I was also a witness to what happened back then, and I am willing to come forward to clarify it for the Great Khan!"
Nurhaci glanced at him, took out two identical books from under the desk with a nonchalant expression, sneered, and said, "This is just a trick played by a Guizhou donkey!"
"But if we let it go, I'm afraid it would be detrimental to the Great Khan..."
Yang Fan hesitated slightly.
But Nurhachi raised his hand to interrupt him and said lightly: "This is the truth, how can I clarify it!"
He was originally the eldest son of Takeshi, the commander of the left guard of Jianzhou, but his family declined, and later his stepmother was ungrateful, so he had to take Shuerhaqi to buy mountain products to make a living.
Later, he married Tong Jia and changed his surname, which is indeed true.
This past cannot be hidden from anyone who cares.
If you come forward to clarify, it will be easier to give others a handle.
When Yang Fan heard this, he couldn't help but be speechless: "This...are we just going to let this news spread?"
"Don't worry! In another ten months, everything will be over! If you didn't want to keep the shamanism intact and use it for me, how could you keep them until today?"
Nurhachi said lightly, "Shamanism and the Qing Dynasty, haha, shamanism is destined to become history. From now on... I am the Qing Dynasty!"
"Yes, Khan!"
Yang Fan clearly felt the confidence in the other party's words, but secretly recorded a time in his heart.
Between ten months!
This is probably a critical time point.
Yang Fan instinctively felt nervous. After hesitating for a moment, he finally mentioned the purpose of his trip: "Great Khan, shamanism still has a supreme god who lives in the Immortal Heaven, and his strength is immeasurable!"
"I plan to go to the Supreme Temple to test the high priest!"
He gritted his teeth and said, "Especially this time, this person must be behind the spread of rumors. If the Great Khan keeps silent, I'm afraid he will be blamed. I would like to go and rebuke this person on behalf of the Great Khan as a response to this matter."
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"I beg the Great Khan for permission."
"Aren't you afraid of death?"
Nurhachi lowered his eyes.
Because of the death of the Wood God and the other three gods, there were already calls within the shaman sect to ask Shuerhaqi to be buried with him.
If he hadn't arranged for someone to protect the Prince's Mansion, I'm afraid he would have seen Shuerhaqi's body that night!
After all, crazy gods don't care so much. The fiery thoughts in the incense have long since burned out their brain cells, and their tempers are mostly impulsive. ??
"Don't be afraid!"
Yang Fan had a trump card, and his face was naturally awe-inspiring, "If the death of Shuerhaqi can help the Great Khan find out what happened to them, then what's the point of regretting this life?"
Nurhaci nodded: "Since you want to go, then go!"
Between words, I finally agreed.
"Thank you Khan!"
Yang Fan turned around and walked out of the Great Khan's Golden Tent.
Watching his back disappear, Nurhachi's eyes revealed a hint of coldness.
"Shulhaqi..."
He touched the golden knife and didn't know what he was thinking.
Not long after.
In front of the Supreme Temple.
Yang Fan's carriage stopped here.
And when he appeared, the high priest in the temple seemed to sense something. He turned his head suddenly, and his face suddenly showed an unconcealable anger: "Shulhaqi? How dare you appear in front of me?"
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"Are you going to demonstrate?"
The high priest's voice was terrifyingly cold, "Someone, bring Shuerhaqi in! I want to see if he has the courage!"
"Yes, High Priest!"
At the venue in front of the temple, Yang Fan was looking at the supreme temple.
The blazing divine light like a torch seems to reach directly above the clouds, and the clouds seem to be connected to the entrance to another world, giving people a sense of heaven.
"Is it Changshengtian?"
Yang Fan squinted his eyes and felt that the world was constantly changing. He couldn't sense it at all, as if it was just an illusory reflection.
The believers who came to offer sacrifices naturally saw him, and many people directly recognized his identity, knowing that he was the culprit who killed the three gods of wood and let the three gods explode in the sky!
For a moment, even with the dignity of a prince, there were shouts of beating and killing!
In particular, the sights of many gods were also projected over, full of frightening murderous intent.
However, in the face of all this, Yang Fan remained calm and calm.
"The high priest invites you!"
At this time, a man who looked like a priest came forward.
In fact, he had been here for a while. He wanted to see the other party's jokes, but he was surprised that the other party was so fearless in the face of countless hostility.
When did Shuerhaqi become so confident?
In the main hall.
The leading priest stopped outside. Yang Fan stepped in and saw the gloomy high priest at a glance.
Before the high priest could speak, Yang Fan suddenly showed a sad expression and said: "High priest, the wood god paid the price of death in exchange for my suffering. Now I have gained Nurhaci's trust!"
"On the day when I become the Great Khan, I will offer sacrifices to the Wood God and let him enjoy the ceremony of national sacrifice!"