Zhu Youzhen looked at the Tartar in front of him wearing a four-clawed python robe and dared to sit on the throne of the main hall of his Qianqing Palace, so he could naturally guess that this person should be Dolgon.

The regent of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, the legendary hero who single-handedly created the Qing Dynasty's entry into the customs.

But at this time, in Zhu Youzhen's eyes, Dolgon was just a loser, a historical loser.

As soon as Zhu Youzhen's voice fell, he stepped into the main hall of the Qianqing Palace and kicked aside a wine jug that had fallen to the ground.

"You are the Ming Emperor Zhu Youzhen?"

Dolgon also stumbled to his feet at this time, his swaying body was supported by a Manchu eunuch, the corners of his mouth still had wine, and there was still a trace of ruthlessness in his eyes that were hollowed out by the wine, and he was not afraid of Zhu Youzhen, and even smiled.

"Exactly, you're Bumu Butai's concubine Dorgon?"

Zhu Youzhen sneered, he was most interested in these lace news for Dolgon now, and nothing else.

What kind of heroes in troubled times, what kind of eloquent talents, in his eyes, is just a group of boring Qing literati who worship a barbarian chieftain.

If he Dolgon is really awesome, why would he lose to Huang Taiji.

"You talk nonsense!"

When Dolgon heard Zhu Youzhen say that he was Bumu Butai's concubine, he suddenly became angry, and he showed his fist and was about to hit Zhu Youzhen.

Seeing this, Wang Zide Jinyi Wei was busy and wanted to come to escort him.

But Zhu Youzhen had already rushed over at this time, swept his leg in the face of this Dolgon, and the thick soles of his boots slapped the Dolgon on the spot, and fell to the ground.

"Useless things, I still think that the regent of the Qing Dynasty is so brave", Zhu Youzhen smiled coldly as he spoke, then walked up to the throne, sat on it, and looked at Dolgon, who was struggling to get up at the bottom of the stairs: "Dolgon, have you ever thought that you yourself will have today?" ”

Dolgon looked at Zhu Youzhen angrily: "If I were the Emperor of the Qing Dynasty, I would definitely not let you Zhu Youzhen return here alive!" ”

"I really look up to myself, I will tell you the truth, don't say it's you Dolgon, even Huang Taiji Nurhachi These people are not dead, and they are not my opponents now, if there is no Han Chinese, you are still fishing in ice outside the gate, what do you compare with our Han people!"

Zhu Youzhen shouted, and Dolgon couldn't help but staggered back a few steps: "So what, the world has always been the strong, if it weren't for you Zhu Youzhen, this world would have been my Qing Dynasty, you Han dogs have long been my slaves of the Qing Dynasty, and even if one day the Qing Dynasty dies, there are still many of your descendants who will still sing praises for us, and even worship me Dolgon, believe it or not!" It's a pity, it's a pity, it's a pity, I'm not doing it all. ”

Zhu Youzhen had to admit that Dolgon was right, the grief of history is often forgotten with the continuation of history, and people instinctively like the strong, so if Dolgon wins at this time, even if his butcher's knife slaughters millions or even billions of people, as long as he is a strong man, he will still be revered as a hero by his conquerors.

But!

Now Dorgon has failed, and his purge has failed.

"I'm going to make you die a miserable death!"

Zhu Youzhen only said this sentence, Dorgon's words touched his scales, he was indeed the most angry is the forgetting of human nature, and the most angry people in this era use this human nature to do inhumane things unscrupulously.

Therefore, Zhu Youzhen wants to severely punish Dolgon, and he wants to use Dolgon's death to warn the whole world that although history is easy to be forgotten, many times many things will be reported in the present world.

Zhu Youzhen asked Wang Zide to send people to drag Dolgon down, put him in the Imperial Prison, and sent 300 brocade guards to guard him strictly.

After Dolgon was escorted down, the entire Qianqing Palace fell silent.

Zhu Youzhen lay on the dragon chair, took a long breath, and looked at the top of the gilded hall of the dragon, the more he looked, the more he felt that his eyes were blurry and heavy, and he gradually fell asleep.

It's been six years, it's been six years, and it's the first time Zhu Youzhen has slept so soundly.

The Ming Dynasty finally returned to square one under his rule.

The morning glow spilled in from the thick black clouds, and the city of Beijing, which had been silent for a long time, began to usher in his new day.

Zhu Youzhen also woke up from his deep sleep, he didn't know when he had been lying on the big bed in the Qianqing Palace, he felt that this place was a little strange, and he couldn't believe that this place was real.

"I can't be dreaming."

Zhu Youzhen pinched himself for a moment before confirming that he was indeed in the real world, and that he was in the Forbidden City in Beijing.

It's all true.

"Father, you're awake!"

Xu Zhaohua is the eunuch of the ceremonial eunuch, and now she is the only one who has the most power in the entire inner court, so she is the only one who dares to enter and leave Zhu Youzhen casually.

When Zhu Youzhen saw that it was Xu Zhaohua, he couldn't help asking, "What about the noble Qi?" ”

"Erchen arranged her in Jingren Palace, she is a concubine, and she cannot enter the Qianqing Palace casually unless summoned by His Majesty", Xu Zhaohua replied.

Zhu Youzhen nodded and asked, "Did it thunder last night?" ”

"It's thunder," Xu Zhaohua replied.

"Qi Guiren is most afraid of thunder, and he is not accompanied by me, but how can he get it, take me to Jingren Palace", Zhu Youzhen is no longer in a hurry to deal with government affairs now, and he can also devote some energy to cultivating the relationship between himself and his concubines.

As for the cumbersome affairs after the recovery of Beijing City, he was not in a hurry to adjudicate, because the more this kind of dust settled, the more it dragged out a little bit, the more it could lure out some cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods.

Zhu Youzhen came to Jingren Palace, but he didn't see Qi Guiren, just when he was suspicious, suddenly Qi Guiren hugged Zhu Youzhen from behind: "Your Majesty, the concubine is afraid!" ”

Zhu Youzhen smiled.

Xu Zhaohua on the side also smiled.

Qi Deqian tightly tugged on Zhu Youzhen's sleeve.

Zhu Youzhen also simply hugged Qi Deqian into his arms: "Don't be afraid, I am here!" ”

The beauty in her arms was weak and pitiful, her face as white as the crescent moon was covered with tears, and the northern mountains and rivers outside the palace gate seemed to have just returned to Zhu Youzhen's arms.

Zhu Youzhen couldn't help but hug Qi Guiren tighter, as if he hugged the entire northern rivers and mountains, and hugged the most beautiful existence of the Ming Dynasty.

"Your Majesty, you haven't freshened up yet, you have to summon the ministers later."

"The ministers won't summon them first, tell them that they will be summoned tomorrow, but they still have to be freshened up", Zhu Youzhen said that he let go of Qi Guiren, patted Qi Guiren's buttocks, and sat in front of the dresser.

Qi Guiren's face flushed, but the whole person stood stupidly in place, Xu Zhaohua saw this and pulled her from behind: "Nobleman, you should serve Your Majesty to wash." ”

"I won't!"

(End of chapter)