When Dai Shan was about to step into the dormitory with excitement, there was suddenly another explosion, followed by the familiar voice.

"What a howl, Lao Tzu is not dead yet!"

With this shouting and scolding, the house suddenly fell silent, and Dai Shan's good mood fell to the bottom in an instant.

Dai Shan hesitated outside the door for a moment, and there were footsteps behind him, but it was Amin and Mang Gultai.

"Is the fourth brother awake?"

Not paying attention to Dai Shan's somewhat lonely eyes, Mang Gurtai came up and asked.

"I should be awake."

The three exchanged glances for a moment, and then fell silent, waiting to be summoned.

"Fourth brother, have you heard about Horqin?"

Mang Gurtai straightened his intestines, didn't pay attention to the broken porcelain pieces on the ground and Huang Taiji's sallow face, and asked bluntly.

"Fourth brother, don't be angry, this time we led the army to go out to the Ming army, he will definitely make up for it one day, and make sure that the little Ming Emperor regrets not being at the beginning."

Unlike Mang Gurtai, Amin was careful, and he had already noticed the porcelain bowl on the ground, and he knew that Huang Taiji had already known about it.

Although the words are words of consolation, there are also secret words about the fact that Huang Taiji personally led the army to the expedition and gave the Ming army an opportunity.

Huang Taiji is an extremely smart person, how can he not hear it, but because this matter is indeed his own pot, he has to carry it if he doesn't carry it.

"Hey, we went out this time, we were really careless, I didn't expect that the Ming army would eat the courage of the ambitious leopard and dare to sneak attack my Dajin in three ways."

Dai Shan followed Amin's words, slightly picked the matter to understand, and then peeked at Huang Taiji's face, and saw that it was extremely cold, and then changed the conversation.

"The fourth brother doesn't have to be upset about this matter, this Ming dog doesn't dare to face my Eight Banners warriors, and can only play some tricks of stealing chickens and touching dogs, I think that the little Ming Emperor is also a rat, so I don't have to worry."

"The second brother is right, the fourth brother, you don't have to blame yourself for this matter, victory or defeat is a common thing in soldiers, he will say a word to the fourth brother, I will take the head of the emperor for you."

Mang Gurtai said with a big grin, completely oblivious to the anger in Huang Taiji's eyes.

So, in the blink of an eye, the three of them and one person said a word, and the basin of the defeat in this battle was buckled on Huang Taiji's head.

Huang Taiji was already angry at this time, but it was not easy to attack, so he had to say lightly.

"You and others pacify the Mongolian tribes, don't be stingy with gold silk, Ben Khan is a little tired."

When the other three heard this, they were ordered to leave.

As soon as the three of them retreated to the courtyard of the General Soldier's Mansion, they heard the sound of tea cups falling to the ground in the house.

The three of them looked at each other and hurried away.

"Amin's guy is the most vicious, Ben Khan will end him sooner or later."

After the three of them left, Huang Taiji let out the anger that had been suppressed for a long time.

"The matter of the three beylers, the Great Khan does not need to worry about it, and there is no need to be angry about it, I see that the three beylers are all reckless men who are quick for a while, and they can't become any climate, but this spring's famine, the Great Khan should consider it early."

"Spring was supposed to be a time of green and yellow, and last year, we suffered another great drought in Dajin, although there were North Korean worshippers barely survived, but this spring will be difficult."

Ning Wan and I comforted Huang Taiji while telling my worries.

"Alas, I thought that after conquering Lin Dan Khan this time, I could get more food, but I didn't expect to fall into the path of the little Ming Emperor."

Huang Taiji sighed, and then said.

"Those wealthy businessmen in the Xuanfu of the Ming Kingdom have to contact them as soon as possible, and whether they can survive the famine for more than two months is counting on them."

Speaking of this, Huang Taiji sighed again.

"Hey, it's a pity that Fushun's forehead is gone, and this matter of connecting the wealthy merchants of the Ming Kingdom can only have Lao Fanqing."

Fan Wencheng, who was standing on the side, heard this, and hurriedly knelt down and bowed.

"A slave must live up to his mission."

After Fan Wencheng finished speaking, he glanced up at Huang Taiji, thought about it and said.

"This time, our Dajin was attacked by the Ming dog, and it seems that the loss is great, but if you think about it carefully, not an inch of land has been lost, and the soldiers have not been reduced much, the Ming army seems to have won, but it has not gained any real benefits, the Great Khan must not be angry about it again, the Holy Communion is important."

After speaking, he bowed his head heavily.

Looking at the two loyal Hanchen in front of him, and thinking about the faces of the three families just now, Huang Taiji sighed in his heart, raised his head and lay back on the bed.

............

Ten days later, outside Beijing, the Manchu ministers of civil and military affairs were looking forward to it.

Since receiving the news of the great victory on the whole line of Liaodong half a month ago, the entire capital has been boiling.

Since Salhu, in the past ten years, Liaodong has come to the bad news of the loss of a certain city, the defeat of a certain battle, and the defeat of a certain city.

At this time, I suddenly heard that the good news came, and it was the great victory of the Ming Emperor who personally conquered and beheaded more than 5,000 true Tartars, how could the people not boil.

And all of this has reached a climax today.

"Yuan Butang, is the triumphal ceremony ready?"

Early in the morning, outside the Yongding Gate, Huang Liji asked Yuan Keli.

"Yuanfu, you've asked this eight times, it's all right, it's all right."

After being asked eight times in the morning, Yuan Keli was a little impatient at this time.

According to Zhu Youzhen's arrangement, Yuan Keli arrived in the capital five days early, so he naturally had full authority to prepare for this triumphal ceremony.

These days, Yuan Keli is busy with his feet not touching the ground, although he has been handed down by Zhu Youzhen, but to explain these rituals of later generations to those elm pimples in the Ministry of Rites and the Ministry of War, Yuan Keli really took a lot of effort.

There was a lot of fire bubbles on his mouth, and his temper grew.

"Yuanfu, don't ask Yuan Butang, you ask again, Liqing can turn his face with you, I asked him to tell me what this host is for last time, why is it so straightforward, he almost opened his mouth to scold me."

Sun Chengzong teased and relieved Yuan Keli.

When the cabinet ministers next to him heard this, they immediately burst into laughter.

Yuan Keli presided over the words in the vernacular, everyone already knows, there are no jokes behind Yuan Keli, Sun Chengzong has a good relationship with Yuan Keli, and he is in a hurry to ask others, and it is strange that people are not in a hurry.

Yuan Keli also realized that his tone was not good at this time, and hurriedly took Sun Chengzong's steps down.

"Everyone, everyone, wait for this matter, I will hold a banquet in the Qilin Pavilion, and make a special trip to compensate you, you will spare Lao Yuan today."

"Hahaha, good, good, a word is a certainty, when the time comes, I can order the most expensive Buddha jumping over the wall, and Liqing will have to bring enough silver."

Seeing Yuan Keli's expression, Huang Liji was naturally also a master of the mud, and a joke resolved the embarrassment just now.

Qilin Pavilion is a restaurant that opened in Beijing just a month ago, focusing on high-end catering, in which the dishes are all new, but once launched, it was instantly favored by the dignitaries and dignitaries in Beijing.

Of course, the price is naturally not cheap, even the most ordinary table of banquets is more than ten taels of silver.

And the top banquet among them has reached the point of one hundred taels and one table.

Even so, the Qilin Pavilion is still hard to find, and if you want to book a table above the mid-range table, you need to make an appointment for more than five days.

"It's coming, it's coming!"

As soon as Huang Liji's words fell, a brocade guard who came to report the news rode over.

When everyone saw this, they knew that the triumphant army was not far away.

They all tidy up their appearances, stand solemnly, and say no more.