Jilharang lowered his head and seemed to be thinking: "In this case, how can I believe that you are not in the same group with those people in the city, and are just waiting for this opportunity to wipe us all out in one fell swoop, and avoid future troubles forever?"
King Zhou seemed to think about it seriously: "Those are things that the Han people should consider, but they have nothing to do with us brothers."
Jierhalang was surprised: "You brothers?"
King Zhou found a place to sit down at random: "Since the prince has found out that we are twins, can he find out that our mother is not a Han Chinese? In fact, I am not lying to you, I am indeed a Xianghuang Banner person,
My mother is the daughter of a wealthy businessman from Xianghuang Banner. One year, she urged her father to come to the Central Plains to do business, and she happened to meet my father, and that's how we came to be."
Jirharang almost had a premonition that this would not be a good story for the whole family to enjoy: "What happened to your mother later?"
King Zhou stretched his waist and said: "I have fallen out of favor, gone crazy, and died." He looked at Jierhalang: "When I was a child, I followed my mother to the Xianghuang Banner, so I said that I am also a Xianghuang Banner person.
Bar."
Jierhalang smiled bitterly: "So you don't actually want to be the emperor, you just want to take revenge. But your father is dead. Who else can you take revenge on?"
"I don't bother Your Majesty to worry about such a trivial matter for me. What Your Majesty needs to consider now is whether you are sure you want to cooperate with me?" King Zhou calmly poured himself a cup of herbal tea.
"Then do you know what's going on inside the customs now?" Jierhalang looked serious.
"Of course I know, it's not difficult to tell you this, but I don't know yet whether the prince is determined to cooperate."
Jilharang stared into his eyes and suddenly drew his sword out of its sheath: "What you know is just the method of entering the customs. If I can ask you about it, then I don't have the need to cooperate with you.
"
King Zhou seemed not to have seen the sword on his neck: "It depends on whether it's too late. Even if you ask me for a method, without my cooperation, I'm afraid you won't be able to save the lives of those 80,000 people."
, of course, there are definitely not 80,000 left now.”
Ji'erhalang's face froze, and he really used some force on the sword in his hand. A thin blood mark appeared on King Zhou's neck. After a while, Ji'erhalang put down his sword and said, "Tell me how we can cooperate."
"It's very simple. I have already said that I will help you enter the customs and you will make me your emperor."
Ji Erhalang shook his head: "I really want to agree to you, but you must also know that I am the regent in name only. Even if I really want to support you, I have to agree with Dodorgun."
King Zhou took a few steps closer, and his eyes shone brightly under the candlelight. For a moment, Jierhalang almost thought it was the letter of a poisonous snake.
"You are the regent personally appointed by the emperor, why should he deprive you of your rights? This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Dorgon's cronies are all by his side. Then let him and his confidants die in Shanhaiguan.
, no one can be evenly matched with you anymore.”
Jierhalang was confused: "No matter how you look at it, your best partner should not be me but Dorgon. I don't understand why you would choose me?"
King Zhou wiped the thin blood stain on his neck: "I really want to answer this question for you, but you also saw my wound. If you don't go back and take care of it quickly, I'm afraid I won't know how to return it tomorrow."
Do you have any chance to tell the prince how to destroy Shanhaiguan?"
Jilharang also saw the blood drops constantly pouring out from his neck, and knew that he had struck too hard. "Ahem, I'm sorry, I struck too hard. You can go back and bandage the wound and take a rest. What's the matter?
Let’s discuss the matter tomorrow.”
King Zhou hummed, turned around and walked out of the tent.
Leji was a little surprised: "Last time, this person was a bit clumsy, but this time when I talk to him, it feels like he is a completely different person!"
Jierhalang poured himself a cup of herbal tea without raising his head, and said casually while drinking: "It doesn't seem like he is not alone anymore. Did you see his feet when he left just now?"
Le Ji also felt that something was wrong. When Jilharang said this, he suddenly realized: "Even if Naha was deliberately injured and wanted to stay, it is not that simple to deceive the military doctor. Even if it is not that serious, he must be
It was really hurt, and this guy's ankle wasn't hurt at all."
Jierhalang finished drinking the herbal tea and slowly calmed down his impetuous heart: "Yes, so this person is not the Naha who came the day before yesterday. He is the real King of Zhou. For such an important matter, he must
He didn't want to rely on others, not to mention that his brother was still in charge of him in the Central Plains, so there wouldn't be any problems for a while, so he came in person."
Le Ji took two steps forward cautiously: "Master, what he said just now..."
Jilharang didn't react for a moment: "He just said so many words, which sentence are you referring to?"
Seeing Leji's hesitant expression, Jilharang understood: "You also hope that I will use this entry to get rid of Dorgon and his cronies in the army, right?"
Leji endured it, and finally couldn't help but speak: "Why did he forget about you back then? Which of those generals who fought with you through life and death on the battlefield was not transferred to remote areas by him on inexplicable charges?
Or simply go into exile? How many people have been disarmed and returned to their fields and have never been involved in political affairs. You were so majestic back then. Who dared to bully us at that time? But look at now... how they treat you... even a few pieces of charcoal.
If you refuse to give it, your injury is still lingering."
The more he talked, the more he felt aggrieved, so Leji simply sat on the ground and wiped his tears.
Jilharang was not angry. He helped Leji up. Leji had grown up with him and had experienced everything personally. He had indeed suffered a lot of grievances when he lost power.
Even when he was betrayed by his relatives and the people around him were leaving one after another, Leji never thought of abandoning him. When he was at his lowest, he was always by his side to follow and take care of him. He could understand Leji's mood.
"At that time, if the two forces really continued to fight, there would be no good results. It would be inevitable for one side to stay and the other to leave. They have been following me on the battlefield for half their lives, and I really don't want to waste their lives anymore.
In this meaningless fight, no matter what, they survived, didn't they? And now, if we really take this opportunity to let the regent and these generals die in Shanhaiguan, even if we successfully enter the customs, it will be very difficult for them to do so.
If the Qing Yuan Qi is greatly damaged and there is no new force to replenish it in time, it will not last long. More people will die by then, Leji, do you really want to see that happen?"