The sky is bright, Shengjing in April is soaked by rain, and the spring cold cannot be eliminated.
Even though he has been in Shengjing for many years, Hong Chengchou still has difficulty adapting to the bitter cold here. Half the year is winter and half the year is autumn, which is much worse than his hometown in Fujian.
The wet ground was covered with footprints, and then the whole house was awakened by a knock on the door.
Shengjing was Shenyang in the Ming Dynasty and was a military town. After it became the capital of the Qing Dynasty, many Eight Banners nobles moved into the city, making the city overcrowded.
Even though he was a cabinet bachelor, Hong Chengchou's residence was very small, with only two entrances across the courtyard.
Hong Chengchou slept lightly and woke up immediately.
"Master, is it too humid? I'll have someone light up the fire tomorrow."
The concubine on the side quickly got up to serve, and the maids also arrived in a hurry.
"No need." Hong Chengchou shook his head, sat up and said, "Something happened."
Soon, the butler's voice came from outside the door: "Sir, it's news from the cabinet, asking you to go to the palace."
"I understand." Hong Chengchou nodded, stood up resolutely, and left the room.
The entourage, guards, and grooms took him to the palace carefully and smoothly.
In the cabinet, Gang Lin and Qi Chongge were so anxious that they jumped to their feet, looking panicked and looking extremely ugly.
On the other side, Fan Wencheng, Ning Wan and I also looked unhappy and solemn.
The arrival of Hong Chengchou did not ease the tense atmosphere in the cabinet.
"what happened?"
Fan Wencheng smiled bitterly and said: "Last year, the mountains were blocked by heavy snow. This spring, there are so many animals that frequently come down the mountains to harm the people. The Eight Banners have always had a hunting tradition, and the regent will not refuse anyone who comes..."
"As a result, while chasing the prey, the horse stumbled and is now unconscious."
"How could this be so?" Hong Chengchou looked incredulous: "The regent has been in poor health in recent years, so why did he go hunting in person?"
"The Eight Banners have always obeyed the strong. If the regent does not show up for a long time and does not participate in hunting, the Eight Banners may also be in turmoil..."
Therefore, this hunting activity is not only an exercise for the army, but also a political activity. No one from the Eight Banners of Mongolia, the Eight Banners of Han Dynasty, etc. is left behind.
For the regent who had not been seen for a long time, he could not bear the huge responsibility at such a critical juncture.
Soon, they were brought to the mansion by the eunuch. The suppressed voice was faintly revealed.
Hong Chengchou frowned, not knowing how much time had passed.
"Guys, the regent is awake."
The atmosphere was tense to the extreme. Several cabinet bachelors suddenly saw the coated entourage that broke the atmosphere, and they all turned their heads.
"Okay!" Fan Wencheng did his part. As the chief minister of the cabinet, he naturally has such a responsibility.
Afterwards, Gang Lin, Qi Chongge, Ning Wan and others were only half a step behind.
Soon, several people saw the regent on the sickbed.
Dorgon, who was once strong and strong, now showed signs of fatigue, his burly figure seemed to have become much smaller, and his sharp eyes turned gloomy at this time.
A sick tiger tightened its claws.
The strong herbal smell filled the whole room and was suffocating.
"Ahem, cough, cough, although I am recovering from illness, all the memorials and approvals from the cabinet must be sent to my residence for review."…
Using all his strength, Dorgon coughed several times, as if he was about to cough up his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys, and his face was extremely pale.
"Yes!" Fan Wencheng agreed.
Later, Dorgon called Gang and Lin to come closer and gave a few instructions. The two nodded repeatedly and regained their composure.
The cabinet seemed to have a backbone and was functioning again, and the entire court was as before.
But Hong Chengchou understood that he could never go back to the past.
"This Shengjing is quite busy!"
In today's Qing Dynasty, with the young ruler approaching the throne and the regent sitting at the center, power will only shift but not disappear.
When the regent was unable to shoulder this responsibility, he would naturally let the emperor appear in front of everyone.
Although the emperor was only fourteen years old, he was still immature, but in the eyes of some people, he was old enough to shoulder important responsibilities.
At the same time, there are also people within the Eight Banners who want to replace Dorgon's position, or in other words, there are many people who want to inherit his power.
Who made Dorgon childless?
Prince Azig of England and Prince Jierharang of Zheng are ready to make a move.
Azig regarded himself as Dorgon's elder brother, while Jierharang wanted to compete because he was senior in the Eight Banners and had great prestige.
Even the suppressed Prince Su, Hauge, couldn't help but show his edge.
For a time, the Eight Banners was filled with smoke and smoke because of Dorgon's serious illness.
But in the inner court, it was calm with an undercurrent.
As early as the year before last, Emperor Shunzhi married Horqin Borzigit to show his adulthood.
Now, as Shunzhi grows older, his influence on the inner court becomes deeper and deeper, gradually reaching the point where the tree has deep roots.
"Mr. Tang!"
In the study, Shunzhi stood with his hands folded, looking at the map of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers in front of him, with indescribable ambition bursting out of his eyes.
"Is there already chaos in the outer court?"
"Although the cabinet has taken care of things safely, it cannot control the Eight Banners. The nobles are busy visiting relatives and friends!"
Tang Ruowang whispered that as a missionary, he could walk freely in the inner court and was the best eyes and ears for Emperor Shunzhi.
"It's a mess, it's a mess."
Shunzhi's face showed a cheerful smile, and then gradually became ferocious: "Everyone wants to ride on my head and become the emperor. How can there be such a good thing in the world?"
Clenching his fists, Shunzhi calmed down and asked sideways, "Is the Regent really dying?"
"I'm still alive." Tang Ruowang said solemnly: "I went to see him two days ago. He is seriously ill and is relying on ginseng medicinal materials to survive."
"That's good, that's good -"
Looking at his young figure in the bronze mirror, the smile on Shunzhi's face became wider and wider, becoming clearer...
In the harem, after the death of Emperor Taiji's wife Borzigit last year, Shunzhi's biological mother, the Queen Mother, officially took control of the inner court.
Although she married Dorgon last year, her thoughts are still on her son.
"That Tibetan monk has been in the study with the emperor for half an hour?"
Da Yu'er frowned, her eyes full of worry.
She knew her son, Mo Ruomu, but she didn't know that this Tang Ruowang was the emperor's spy, and the things he sought were enough to subvert the imperial court.
But she didn't dare to say more, and she couldn't say anything.
"How's it going with the Prince Regent?"
"According to the slaves, the regent has been dying of ginseng, and his time is running out."
"Don't take what you hear seriously, you have to see everything with your own eyes."
Mrs. Borzigit gritted her teeth and said coldly: "Don't be stingy with money. Ask the imperial doctor. It's best to get all the medicine residue."
"yes!"
At this moment, she could only stand by her son's side, and this was the best she could do.