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Chapter 1685 Huang Taiji’s thoughts! The numb supervisor!

In the study.

"Want to sweat?"

Huang Taiji chewed these four words with a smile on his face, and then his expression suddenly turned cold, and he slapped the table hard, "How brave! I am changing the position of Daqing Khan, how can your secret sect interfere with it?"

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"No wonder Lord Supervisor wants to clean up the secret sect. You are so bold! At this time, you still want to take the opportunity to instigate me and make me an enemy of my uncle! Today, I will capture you and hand you over to my uncle to deal with you!"

Whoosh!

He stood up suddenly, raised his hand, and grabbed the old monk in red!

"Your Highness the Crown Prince!"

The face of the old monk in red suddenly changed. He subconsciously wanted to retreat when he thought that Huang Taiji would suddenly turn against him.

But.

At such a close distance, the power of a martial arts immortal's sudden attack is so astonishing.

The violent breath and the fishy wind stung his face, causing the old monk in red to close his eyes almost subconsciously. The next second, he felt his neck tighten, and Huang Taiji grabbed his throat and lifted him up.

!

"Your Highness..."

The old monk in red clothes reluctantly said, "My secret sect comes with sincerity and has no intention of provoking or instigating. Is it possible that Your Highness is willing to watch the throne fall aside and be controlled by Shuerhaqi?"

"Jian Guo is my biological uncle, so why should I lose my position?"

Huang Taiji had no expression on his face, "Besides, my uncle is the founding father of the country. He has always been relied upon by my father Khan. He is also highly respected in the Qing Dynasty. That's why he has the position of supervising the country now. What's more, he has to be recognized by Qinglong and kill the Dao Vein Yuan Yin."

Like slaughtering a dog..."

But the red-clothed old monk's eyes flashed, and he heard the meaning, and said quickly: "My uncle is my uncle after all. The Qing Dynasty was founded by the Great Khan Nurhaci, so what does it have to do with him?"

"As for the fact that he was previously relied upon by the Great Khan and appointed as Supervisor of the Kingdom, it shows how profound the favor is! Now he uses the position of Supervisor to interfere with Your Highness's succession to the position of Great Khan. It shows that this person is ungrateful and treasonous, and his heart deserves to be punished!"

"Not to mention stealing Qinglong!"

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r> "The living Buddha of Sanluo is deeply indignant about this. At the same time, countless believers under our Tantric Sect who have been cared for by the Great Khan, as well as temples all over the Qing Dynasty, are also supporters of His Highness. They do not recognize any prison country.

I only recognize that Your Highness is the Lord of the Qing Dynasty!"

As soon as these words came out, Huang Taiji finally smiled again.

He released the hand that was holding the old monk in red, then pushed the other man to sit on the chair in front of the table, and said warmly: "It seems that I have misunderstood your secret sect."

"Don't dare."

The old monk in red said quickly.

In fact, there are hidden temptations in Huang Taiji's words just now. The first is Shuerhaqi's contribution to the founding of the country, the second is the legitimacy of the position of supervising the country, and the third is that the opponent holds Qinglong and is powerful.

The old monk in red also responded to three points. First, the founder of the Qing Dynasty was Nurhachi, not Shuerhaqi.

Secondly, the other party was relied on by Nurhachi to have the position of supervising the country, and now he uses this to interfere in the succession of the Khan's throne. It is simply treason!

Thirdly, the followers of the Esoteric Cult spread all over the Qing Dynasty, enough to influence or even shake the foundation of Qinglong. Without the blessing of the power of Qinglong, the so-called supervising the country is not worth mentioning at all!

Huang Taiji naturally understood the meaning of the old monk's words.

Naturally, he once again paid attention to the esoteric religion that could help him succeed to the throne.

"I don't know if Sanluo is a living Buddha, but do you have anything else to say?"

Huang Taiji asked.

But the old monk in red shook his head and said: "Since His Highness is interested, the living Buddha of Sanluo once said that he will find an appropriate time to come and visit His Highness."

"In that case, I'm looking forward to talking to the living Buddha."

Huang Taiji smiled slightly.

"The poor monk will convey these words to the living Buddha."

The old monk in red clothes stood up and bowed, then turned into a Buddha shadow and disappeared.

"Secret Cult..."

Huang Taiji's eyes flashed, and he stretched out his hand to unfold the folder he got today. The content on it was the news that the imperial dragon of the Supervisor State came to Zesheng Temple to suppress the secret sect!

The same enemy is naturally the reason why the Tantric Cult came to him!

However, he will not put all his hopes on the Tantric Cult, because compared to the Tantric Cult, he already has a better goal: "I hope everything goes well!"

He looked far away to the southwest, showing a hint of anxiety.

Supervise the royal palace.

Yang Fan's return did not alarm anyone.

This time Zesheng Temple and his party completely tied Bangui to his chariot. So as long as Banji can win over some esoteric forces and have his cooperation, Sanluo Gyatso and others will definitely not be able to make trouble!

The reason for this choice is naturally due to concerns about the big sun.

Otherwise, he would have killed Sanluo Gyatso and others directly. Why would he choose such a troublesome method? After all, retaining the strength of the Tantric Cult will be of great use to his next big plan!

He, Yang Fan, doesn't want to just live in this corner of the Qing Dynasty!

However, there is another problem facing him now, that is, lack of manpower!

There is a shortage of people!

After all the calculations, the only person he, Yang, could use was Liu Xuan!

As for Nie Lao Shi and Nie Lao Jiu, they are lurking everywhere, snooping for information, and being used as agents. It is impossible to send them to preside over military affairs!

Not to mention Lu Chi, Jingjie, Taixu and the others.

Fortunately, Liu Xuan once recruited a group of people through the Xiao family, and now based on observation, they are barely suitable. However, the number of talents who can really take charge of one place and one place is still limited.

"It seems that we can only continue

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Let’s continue to recruit some talents from Ming Dynasty!”

Yang Fan sighed secretly.

As for the Han ministers and generals who came over by themselves, Yang Fan had no intention of reusing them at all. These guys who were stained with the blood of his own clansmen would sooner or later be killed by each of them.

Of course, you have to squeeze out all the value before you die!

"Sir, you are finally back!"

Not long after Yang Fan came back, Liu Xuan came with a bunch of official documents. Although he could handle many things for him, some of them required Yang Fan to review them in person.

This is also Liu Xuan's caution.

After all, being with you is like being with a tiger.

Power is always easy to give away, and it is simply wishful thinking to take it back, and he does not want this kind of thing to affect the friendship between the two of them.

"so much?"

Yang Fan looked at the pile of official documents and his expression was bitter.

"This is just part of it..."

Liu Xuan helplessly spread his hands.

Previously, the Great Khan had just died in battle, and there was some chaos everywhere. Many people were on the sidelines, so there were very few memorials.

However, now that the internal situation of the Qing Dynasty is gradually stabilizing, Yang Fan, the supervisor, directly suppressed Huang Taiji and became the new master of the Qing Dynasty, so memorials from all over the country came like snowflakes.

It’s almost like having a huge sale on Double Eleven.

Facts have proved that running a big country is like cooking small fresh food. It is nonsense. It is more difficult than Yang Fan imagined. Even if he just processes the memorial documents that Liu Xuan has screened in every possible way, it still requires a lot of time and energy.

He doesn’t want to be a workaholic like Taizu of the Ming Dynasty!

"Let's dig people out!"

After working late into the night, Yang Fan felt numb. This level of intensity was ridiculous!

He has already supervised the country, how can he still do it?




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