He was being polite and didn't directly say that this person was simple-minded.
Dorgon didn't want to answer a word of his words, but just looked at him coldly.
Jierhalang stood upright for a long time without hearing any reply. He saluted Dorgon: "My brother has exceeded the rules. I will leave in the next two days."
He took two steps back and was about to leave. When he stepped out of the tent with one foot, he heard Dorgon's extremely blunt words: "Find someone to look at your shoulder injury. No one will collect your body wherever you die."
Jierharang smiled, opened the curtain and walked out. The weather in January was really cold. The cold wind hit people's faces like a knife and hurt. Everyone knew that Dorgon didn't want to see Jier.
Harang, as the regent in name only, he has been ignored by Dorgon for a long time. It is only a matter of time that he will be kicked down one day.
Who dares to mess with Dorgon's current identity? He even turned a blind eye to Jierhalang, for fear that he would be implicated one day. Jierhalang returned to a shabby small tent with leaks from all directions and sat down to think.
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A cursing figure broke in, but when he saw Jierhalang, he was stunned for a moment and quickly shut up. "Master, are your injuries okay?"
Jierhalang didn't seem to care at all: "It's okay, it's just a minor injury. What did you do just now?"
His question just aroused the man's grievance and dissatisfaction: "Master, why do we come to this place? Dorgon doesn't pay attention to us, and even the gang of thugs below follow suit.
Why are you being criticized here? Let's go back."
Jilharang took off his shirt, revealing the hideous wound on his shoulder. The wound that was about to heal opened again due to the running around for days. Jilharang poured a handful of medicine and tied it casually with a bandage.
I just put on my clothes and didn't even frown the whole time.
But the man standing next to him had his eyes red with pain: "Sir, your wound has cracked again. You'd better find a doctor to take a good look at it. How can you do it if you keep dragging it like this!"
Jilharang put on his clothes and pursed his somewhat white lips: "Don't worry, we can wait until we get back. The most important thing right now is this battle. With Brother Wang's methods, it is impossible to take down a building for so long.
The Ming Dynasty originally had room for maneuver, but the other party suddenly offered to accept surrender and cooperate with us. How can I not care about this? "
The servant was indignant: "Even if there is something wrong, let Dorgon stay alone. Besides, he has a good brother beside him to serve as a consultant. Why are you worrying so much? There is no one anyway."
He will be thinking about your good deeds, and others may think that you want to compete with him for this military glory."
Jilharang shook his head: "You don't understand. This battle is really important to us. Whether we can successfully enter the Central Plains and subdue other generals depends on whether we can fight a beautiful battle this time.
.The Han people are cunning and nostalgic. If we can't really intimidate them and teach them a lesson, they won't be willing to surrender to us. Even if we enter the Central Plains, we won't be able to stay long."
"Besides..." He seemed to be trying his best to suppress his emotions when he said this: "It is because Duduo is here that I can't leave with peace of mind. This person is simple-minded and can't think calmly when things happen. Brother Wang is like this
I am afraid that if I believe him, it will have an extremely negative impact on his judgment."
What he said is a bit strange. Everyone in the world knows that Duduo has outstanding military exploits and is cheerful, but few people know that his so-called illustrious military exploits are just deceiving others and stealing other people's things. You can guess it by looking at Jierharang's expression. Whose was it stolen from?
Everyone is maliciously speculating that Jierhalang just came here to get a share of the pie because of his outstanding military exploits. It was precisely because he saw the importance of this battle that he ignored Dorgon. The expression on his face should also come closer.
But everyone seems to have forgotten how Jierhalang has followed Huang Taiji on the battlefield since he was a boy. His honors every time are the glory given by blood. He is already the regent and is fully capable of competing with Dorgon. However, He didn't do this.
He allowed Dorgon to pull out his sharp teeth and emptied his rights. No one could understand him. Those former subordinates walked away dead. They were disappointed. This man was no longer the one who led them to crush the enemy. The general of the army is a coward.
In fact, for Jierhalang, the most important thing is not who holds the power. As long as it is really for the good of the Qing Dynasty and the good of the people, there is nothing wrong with the capable person taking over.
He knew very well how malicious internal tug-of-war consumed strength. The foundation of the Qing Dynasty was not yet stable, and he did not want it to be destroyed because of such a thing.
It's a pity that no one listened to his ideas, and no one understood him. In front of a group of ministers who were striving for power and were obsessed with snobbery, he was a weirdo and wrong.
He knew that even though he had neither power nor people, Dorgon was still worried about him and was full of hostility towards him. He should stay in the palace and be a wealthy idler. Unfortunately, he heard about the battle at Shanhaiguan and still couldn't do it. Just laugh it off.
"Those are the lives of countless great men of the Qing Dynasty. How can I ignore them? Don't worry, I will go back after this difficulty passes and I successfully see Brother Wang enter the border."
The servant was anxious but knew that no matter what he said, he would not listen. He couldn't help but despair. "My good master, if you stay here, he will not miss you even once he enters the border. We will only live in the future." What’s even more sad is that if he really fails, then the blame will probably be placed on you by the two brothers.”
Jilharang held his head as if he had a headache due to his noise: "Okay Leji, you go down first and let me think about it."
Leji opened his mouth. He wanted to tell his master that today he just wanted to ask for some charcoal for heating, but he was scolded by the ill-intentioned soldiers. In the end, the charcoal did not get much favor, but he did not receive many sarcastic remarks.
Leji has been serving Jierhalang since he was a child. The two of them are masters, servants and brothers. Leji couldn't bear to see others talking about his master in this way, so he couldn't help but argue with them. As a result, the other party relied on the strength of their numbers to dominate them. He laughed a lot. When he came back, his eyes were red with anger.
Jierhalang also knew that Dorgon couldn't stand him, but he really didn't know where this dislike came from.
They had fought side by side before. At that time, they were each other's most trusted comrades-in-arms and brothers. Later, I don't know when the distance between the two began to grow farther and farther, the communication became less and less, and there was a rift between them. It seems to be getting bigger and bigger.
By the time he really realized this and wanted to explain and remedy it, it was already too late.