Chapter 25 Chapter 23 Ginseng soup is a double-edged sword

At the beginning of the seventh year of Chongde (1642), Huang Taiji led his troops into the pass, occupied Jizhou, went deep into Hebei and Shandong, destroyed three prefectures, eighteen prefectures and eighty-eight cities, captured 260,000 people, and took 120 gold and silver. More than 100,000 taels, 550,000 cattle and sheep, and Hong Chengchou, a general of the Ming Dynasty, were captured alive and returned to the court after victory. His mother and daughter. This is really a battle that determines the high spirits of the country.His Royal Highness Jin Luan, all the officials knelt down, shouted long live three times, congratulating the emperor on his victory and returning to the court, expanding the territory—Song, Jin, Hebei and Lu successively fell, the gate of the Ming Dynasty has been broken, and it is just around the corner to attack Huanglong.Baylor's men thought they were going to enter the Forbidden City in a few days, and they were all gearing up to see the real Golden Palace, and they were all excited.

Huang Taiji gave rewards for meritorious deeds, and Dorgon took the lead, and the rest Haoge, Azige, etc. also had rewards.After rewarding and thanking, he asked the ministers again: "This time Hong Chengchou, Zu Dashou and other Ming generals were captured and returned to the court. How to deal with them, I hope all the lovers can offer advice." Civil and military officials were chattering all over the place, some said they beheaded to sacrifice to the flag, some said they paraded in the streets, and some said they were cut off and handed over to the Escort Bureau and sent back to Beijing as a gift for the old Chongzhen, scaring him to the bum.However, Dorgon knew that Huang Taiji's mind was to subdue Hong Chengchou for his own use. Seeing that the proposals of all officials were against the holy will, he followed his favor and stepped forward and said: "Zu Dashou Songshan has already surrendered to us before the battle." , Then he repented, and was captured again this time. What's the use of keeping such a villain who goes back and forth? Even if he is willing to surrender again, he must be killed to make an example and eradicate the roots. As for Hong Chengchou, he is indeed a fierce general. If you use it, you will surely make great achievements in the battle in the future."

Huang Taiji thought it was true, Nian Xu smiled and said: "What the fourteenth brother said is true, but that Hong Chengchou is utterly devoted to Chongzhen. I heard from the guards that since he was sent to Shengjing and imprisoned in Sanguan Temple, he has been out of grain for several days. , intending to show his ambition by death, but who do you send to persuade him to surrender?" Dorgon bowed his head in thought, but also hesitated a lot.On the battlefield, he personally captured Hong Chengchou alive and presented it to Huang Taiji. He thought that Huang Taiji would first ask about the war, but unexpectedly, he took off his sable fur and put it on Hong Chengchou like a woman. Mother-in-law and mother-in-law asked for warmth.At that time, Dorgon was hardly considered stupid, and after thinking about it, he realized that Huang Taiji's strategy was to be gentle, but Hong Chengchou didn't appreciate it, and just shook his cloak to the ground with a shake of his shoulders. A tough guy.When it comes to persuading surrender, how easy is it?Then he smiled and said, "It's okay for me to lead soldiers to fight, but I dare not do the job of persuading people to fight with words, but I would like to recommend one person, please ask the emperor to measure."

Huang Taiji smiled and asked, "Who is it?" Dorgon said: "It's Fan Wencheng, a scholar of the University of Fan. Mr. Fan is also a Han Chinese, and he is very eloquent. Asking him to persuade Hong Chengchou to surrender may be effective." Huang Taiji smiled wryly and said: "You still need to tell me about this plan? I have already sent Master Fan to the Sanguan Temple twice, but he failed and returned? The day before yesterday, I let him meet the old mother and the weak girl. It is really hopeful Persuading him to change his mind, unexpectedly, the old lady was even more loyal and upright, and told him many pedantic truths. This family, no matter how old or young, is actually made of iron."

Fan Wencheng also took a step forward and said with a smile: "I have insulted the holy order, and I am ashamed and regretful. However, after observing the words and expressions, I found that although Hong Chengchou's will is strong, he is not without weaknesses." Huang Taiji hurriedly asked why he saw it.Fan Wencheng said: "I heard that Hong Chengchou, dressed in blood and iron armor, kowtowed three times and bowed nine times in the direction of the Ming Dynasty every day. I thought his heart was as strong as iron. But every time he got up after bowing, he must carefully brush the dust off his knees. Just imagine, Your Majesty, How can a person who is determined to die, even disregarding his life, care about a piece of clothing? Therefore, I assert from this that Hong Chengchou is actually hard-hearted and soft-hearted, and he is attached to the world of mortals."

After hearing this, all the officials didn't take it seriously. They only said that Fan Wencheng said these evasions because he was unwilling to fail, but it was inconvenient to point them out. Huang Taiji came down to the court, and came to Guansui Palace with a lot of thoughts, just entered the door, before the eunuch informed, the little princess was already yelling in the room: "Huang Ama, Ama hug Jianning!" "Jianning, Ahma is here." Huang Taiji called happily, stepped into the door, hugged Jianning, and held it up high, "Is Jianning good today? Do you miss Huang Ahma?"

Xiao Jianning clapped her little hands and giggled. Although she couldn't speak, her expression and voice clearly said: She is very happy and misses Huang Ama very much.Holding her in his arms, Huang Taiji felt that all the troubles of the day were gone. In front of this little daughter, what are court chores, persuading Hong Chengchou to surrender, and even expanding territory?He just wants to hug Jianning, stay with Qilei, and live a good life for the rest of his life. "Qilei," he stared obsessively at his beloved concubine, the peach blossom who couldn't laugh. After ten years of watching, he still felt that she was a mystery. "Qilei, if I'm not the emperor, but just an ordinary man, and you're just an ordinary woman, we're monogamous and live with Jianning, wouldn't you be happier?"

Qi Lei was startled, and raised her head, what familiar words.One day, in a certain place, there was a man who told her the same way, saying that he would take her far away, where men farm and women weave, and live the most ordinary life.Back then, she refused because of her Chahar; now, can she accept it?Her body has already accepted Huang Taiji again, becoming his concubine, the mother of his daughter, for the sake of the world; however, when will she be able to truly live for herself?Is it really like what he said, until she stays away from the palace, becomes an ordinary woman, marries an ordinary man, and she lives the life she wants?

"Your Majesty," she lowered her head, said tactfully, "you should sit down and go to the palaces. Everyone is waiting for you." Huang Taiji smiled and sighed, as if he had already guessed such an answer.He looked at her fascinated, fascinated, even her refusal, in his eyes, was so euphemistic, gentle and heart-warming.He kissed Jianning's plump pink face and said with a smile: "Well, I won't bother you, go to another palace for a while. If those concubines can hear your words with their own ears, I don't know how lucky they are What?" Then she put down her daughter and went to Linzhi Palace.

Na Muzhong happily picked it up, and asked: "Is the emperor just stopping by for a stroll, or just resting here?" Huang Taiji smiled and said: "You eat or sleep from morning till night, why did you ask if you want to rest before I just came in?" Na Muzhong also said with a smile: "If the emperor just came to sit for a while, I'll just ask someone to make tea; if he rests here and doesn't go back, it's time to pass on the meal. Why do you care about the emperor, but care about being wrong?" Huang Taiji said: "It's true that it's wrong, it's just that I'm too impatient." For a while, the nurse took out Bogor and kowtowed.Huang Taiji took it and hugged it for a while, then handed it back to the nanny, and said to Namuzhong: "Brother Shi is only one month younger than Jianning, how come Jianning can already speak, he is still just dumb."

Na Muzhong was furious when he heard this, and said with a downcast: "I mean, I came here after staying in Guan Sui Palace. It's just that the daughter of Guan Sui Palace can play and sing, He can talk, so why does the emperor come to Linzhi Palace to get angry with the mute again?" Huang Taiji frowned and said: "You have been speechless for the past few years, but every time I see you, I always complain, and it becomes more and more difficult to get along with." He refused to sit down any longer, only drank half a cup of tea, and still ordered drive. Na Muzhong regretted it too much, and became angry in the middle of the night by himself watching the lamp. That night, Huang Taiji was still staying at Concubine Zhuang's place. He chatted about the court's proposals in his pillow, and sighed: "There is no good plan for civil and military affairs in the whole dynasty. This Hong Chengchou is a chicken bone that is choked in his throat. He can't swallow it. Not out." Concubine Zhuang smiled and said: "I heard that the Hong family's mother and daughter were captured and lived in the palace for a few days, so I wanted to sneak over there several times to have a look, but I didn't dare to act rashly. Now Hong Chengchou himself has been arrested. It made people even more curious, and the concubine asked the emperor face to face, can I let the concubine go to the Sanguan temple fair to meet him quietly." Huang Taiji smiled and said: "You are a woman, what do you go to see him for? There is no concubine in the world who persuades the enemy to surrender. Wouldn't it be a joke to spread the word?" Concubine Zhuang said: "Women are careful, maybe if I persuade him, I can relieve the emperor's worries." Huang Taiji didn't believe it even more, and said: "You go to persuade him? So many civil and military officials in the court can't do anything about him, what can you do to persuade him? You have never seen that Hong Chengchou's bones are so hard. I tied his son to threaten him, and he dared to shoot his own son to death without blinking, would he listen to your advice?" Concubine Zhuang said: "Didn't your majesty just say that when Master Fan persuaded him to surrender, even though Hong Chengchou ignored him and kowtowed in the direction of the Ming Dynasty from time to time, every time he got up he would wipe his knee clothes?" Huang Taiji said: "Then what? This further shows that he has made up his mind, cherishes his homeland, and will swear to die for Zhu Youjian. You don't know, his armor is full of blood, but he refuses to take it off even if he dies." Come down to change the clothes of the Qing army. I would rather wear the heavy and dirty Ming army uniforms for the night, what a man of steel." After finishing speaking, he sighed from time to time. Concubine Zhuang shook her head and said: "The emperor is negligent. A person who really wants to die, why would he care if his clothes are not clean? He can't even bear the dust on a blood-soaked dress, which shows how delicate and exquisite his life is." It's just a hypocrisy to resist changing clothes. In fact, he doesn't know how much he wants to take off that clothes. Such a person is by no means a steel man who can't be found. It's just that no one can find his softest place Stab it with a sword, otherwise it will work." Huang Taiji was surprised, and pondered: "What you said was exactly the same as Fan Wencheng's. Today in court, Master Fan also said that Hong Chengchou must have a soft threat. But, who knows what his soft threat is?" "The emperor please allow his ministers and concubines to go." Concubine Zhuang further requested: "I believe that as long as I can have a face-to-face conversation with him, I will be able to find out his culprit and present him to the emperor. However, if it succeeds, the emperor will What do you reward me for?" "Reward you? Let's talk about it after you succeed." Huang Taiji laughed and said, "But you can talk about it first, what kind of reward do you want?" "Just let me take Fulin with you to review the memorial with you." "What?" Huang Taiji was taken aback, feeling uneasy. Concubine Zhuang saw that the timing was unfavorable, so she hurriedly changed her words: "You just throw away some useless old books, and I would like to ask you to give Fulin a lesson so that he can learn some rules of the emperor and ministers. After all, he is a prince. How can you become a master by reading some books of Confucius and Mencius?" Huang Taiji smiled and said: "You are very thoughtful, well, I agree. But this is not a reward, it's the same sentence, wait until you really make meritorious service." "So, did the emperor allow me to go to the Sanguan Temple to watch the fun?" Concubine Zhuang thanked her with a smile.In fact, in her heart, she is definitely not as relaxed as she said on the surface. She is not here to watch the excitement, but to make great contributions to seize the imperial power.For her, the Sanguan Temple this time was a war without swords and lights, and she was only allowed to succeed, not to fail.Because if she loses, she can't wait for a second great opportunity to intervene in state affairs; once she succeeds, she can step on Hong Chengchou's head and reach out to the jade seal on the golden palace step by step. Sanguan Temple.Hong Chengchou, a general of the Ming Dynasty, has not had any rice for three days. Yet he has no fear, and no desire.Sitting cross-legged, facing Daming's direction, eyes closed, waiting to die. The room was as quiet as a tomb.Suddenly there was commotion outside the door, and a soldier sang loudly: "Greetings, Concubine Zhuang." Then came a woman's charming voice: "I am ordered by the emperor to deliver ginseng soup to General Hong." Concubine Zhuang?Hong Chengchou's heart skipped a beat, which song is this singing about?Sending ginseng soup, like wearing mink fur, is another new trick of Huang Taiji's soft policy, right?To be honest, when he took off the sable fur and put it on himself for the first time, he was a little bit moved in his heart, but patriotism and loyalty, how can a sable fur be bought? Hong Chengchou decided to remain unchanged in response to all changes, the blood-clothed armor remained motionless, his knees crossed and his eyes closed, like an old monk in meditation. When Concubine Zhuang came in, she groaned, "General Hong, I personally made the ginseng soup for you, how about a bowl?" He is silent.She just sat beside him, and an indescribable fragrance wafted through, and was blown towards him together with her hair, sticking to him, and it went straight to her heart, even Can't pull it out. He never expected that it would be this move, he couldn't help but blushed, but he forced himself to be calm and remained silent.It's not that he didn't think that Huang Taiji would use beauty tricks to persuade him to surrender. He has endured bitter tricks and refused high-ranking officials and rich salary, so how could he not be able to deal with the trick of beauty?But he never thought it would be Concubine Zhuang. No matter how generous Huang Taiji is, it's impossible for him to send him a bedside person to enjoy, right?Could it be that he sent Concubine Zhuang to pay him back because he was afraid that he would not forgive him for forcing his wife to death?With such wild thoughts, the body is no longer as stiff as before.What's more, such a warm jade and fragrant body leaned against him and tortured him, not allowing him to stiffen. After a while, she suddenly heard a "chuck" smile, her voice was faint and inaudible, but it rang in her ears: "If you don't drink, I'll feed you." She really wanted to feed, she took a mouthful of ginseng soup, brought her lips together, and fed each other with her mouth and tongue.The soft lips pressed against his chapped and dry lips, it was a kind of palpitation and discomfort, and it was so comfortable, as if there was a voice coming from the bottom of his heart, like whimpering, like moaning, more like speechless shout. He hesitated, hesitated, whether he should open his mouth and accept that drop of nectar, so cold and hard, whether it was too heartless.The tip of the woman's small tongue sticks out of her lips, and gently licks and teases his scabbed lips. It is so uncomfortable that he is about to cry out, "Oh..." A mouthful of ginseng soup slipped into Fang Kai's lips, it was so delicious! Before he could savor it, the second sip of soup was delivered, and he drank it without hesitation.Drink it, and at the same time hold the sharp tongue that brought the soup. Where is the tongue, it is clearly a snake.The snake danced enchantingly, dancing enchantingly, dancing in his mouth, writhing and dancing, hungry and thirsty. "General, I'm hot..." The clothes suddenly opened, revealing her breasts like snow.Her arms were like vines, embracing him, entwining him, the woman's whole body turned into a snake, writhing uneasily in his arms, too restless, one hand, wandering around him, pinching , Rub it, rub it with a little force, it will not hurt, but the itching, the itching comes out of the thousands of orifices, I can't stand it, I can't stand it! The hand suddenly inserted into the crotch, and with a sudden grab, under the armor, a dust root involuntarily jumped up like a flag. The flags are everywhere, and the helmets are discarded. All persistence, propositions, righteousness, and loyalty are ignored, and there is only this square inch of space left in the universe for him to gallop and charge. He suddenly turned over and sat up, and threw the woman under him. This is his battlefield. Those towering breasts are hills and peaks, and the slightly protruding belly is plains and wilderness. Next, the grassland is dense and the water source is abundant. Strength, all the will to fight and vent. Compete in the Central Plains.He wants to conquer her, possess her, enjoy her, and thus be requisitioned by her. The wind holds the fragrance of dust, and there is a slight fishy smell in the air, a kind of smelt smell.The woman had put her make-up back on and his armor was back on, so the smell was the only physical evidence they had just fucked. What's more, the peach blossoms on the woman's face are as pale as his own. He lost.He lost.He lost. Not only lost on the battlefield, but also on the bed. The woman tidied up her hairpins in the mirror, while squinting at him: "You must be thinking, it's better to be dead." Hong Chengchou was taken aback for a moment, then raised his head suddenly, the woman spoke out what he was thinking straight to the point.That's right, at this moment, he was indeed thinking, it's too embarrassing, he has no face to live anymore, as soon as this woman goes out, he will splatter the wallboard with blood, and no longer steal his life.However, this idea was actually seen through by her, so the embarrassment was even worse.Not only was he naked in front of her, but he even exposed his thoughts to her.Shame, shame! The woman withdrew her eyes, looked intently into the mirror at the dangle of a golden step shake hanging from her hair, and said casually: "But, if you want to die, why don't you die yesterday, the day before yesterday, or die in the prisoner's house?" When? You have been on a hunger strike for three days to show your determination not to surrender. Since you don’t eat Zhou millet, but enjoy Manchurian women, isn’t this more powerful than eating Zhou millet? You have done everything, but now Is it too late to regret it again? Unless you kill me, just pretend that you didn't do anything just now. Can you do it?" Just a few questions, like four sharp long swords, pierced him so that he was powerless to fight back. The thought of begging to die suddenly dissipated and vanished. It turned out that he didn't even have time to die, so he didn't have the right to choose.Through the ages, the only one who dies is the only one who is sad, but the only one who is sad is Mrs. Xi.He understood, and now he understands what death is and it is difficult. When she turned around, she had already finished dressing, and she was as charming as a peach blossom again.But there was no energy in his eyes anymore, there was a vast desert, a desolation. His eyes are dead, and his fighting spirit is also dead, but his sense of shame is still alive, like a bone spur in a pile of rotten meat, except that he always opposes himself and makes himself painful. It can no longer support that rotting body. No, he couldn't kill her, not because of a soft heart, but because of the last bit of shame.It was she who seduced him, but she didn't rape him. He is a man, he has done what he has done, so why regret it? Everything is just like what she said, don't eat Zhou millet, but enjoy the banner woman, didn't die on the battlefield, but galloped on the bed with more than three points of courage, even if he killed her, others don't know his uselessness, However, his own spirit has been dissipated. From then on, he has no face to see Jiangdong's elders again, to serve the court again, and to call himself a man of indomitable spirit.He is just a dog under a woman's skirt, and he has no position in losing.Even death is too late. late. The woman stood up slowly, leaned over to him, wiped his cheek frivolously, and said softly, "I'll tell the emperor that you've surrendered." He was shocked again, but did not refute, his head lowered even lower. When the news of Hong Chengchou's descent to the Qing Dynasty came out, the person who was most shocked was not Huang Taiji, but Hong Chengchou's mother, Mrs. Hong.She never believed that her son was such a greedy person who feared death, and never believed that there would be a traitor in the Hong family. However, Hong Chengchou knelt in front of his mother and admitted all this with his own mouth. In fact, even if he didn't say a word, his hair shaved into gourd gourds, his Qing Dynasty clothing with a small hat and light fur, and those gourmet and fancy clothes piled up in front of her were enough to explain to her: Hong Chengchou had betrayed and was no longer That staunch general of the Ming Dynasty was no longer her loyal and filial son! Mrs. Hong opened her mouth, and without waiting to be asked, she spurted out a mouthful of blood, almost never falling down.Hong Yan quickly supported her, and shouted: "Grandma, don't worry!" "Yan'er, let's go!" Mrs. Hong was awakened by her granddaughter's cry. She couldn't stay here any longer. She already had a traitor's son, and she couldn't have another traitor's granddaughter. She looked at her The little granddaughter of her, the little girl who was only six years old: "Yan'er, are you living with your father who is not as good as a pig or a dog, or are you living with your white-haired and poor old grandmother?" "I'm going with grandma!" Hong Yan replied decisively, but looked at her father suspiciously, "Father, have you really changed?" Hong Chengchou couldn't face his daughter's clear eyes. He turned his head and muttered, "Mother, why be so stubborn? Stay here and let your son serve you..." "Bah!" Before he could finish, Mrs. Hong spit on his face: "I don't have a son like you! You forgot, how did your son die? You forgot, what happened to your wife?" Dead? Now, you have surrendered, you have betrayed the country, are you still worthy to be my son? Even if I beg for a living, even if I die, I will not eat a bite of what I have earned!" On that day, all the civil and military officials in the Qing Dynasty saw how Hong Chengchou, who used to be majestic and strong, knelt in front of his mother and was scolded bloody.He kowtowed, shed tears, and said nothing.He is so shrunken, so timid, how can he still have a little bit of heroism when galloping on the battlefield? When he watched the elderly mother walk away step by step holding the hand of the six-year-old daughter, his dejected appearance really looked like a dog. People automatically made way for Mrs. Hong and Ms. Hong, seeing them walk out of the Qing Palace, no one stopped them.They didn't look back, as if when Hong Chengchou was dead, they didn't need to look at him anymore. Everyone found it incredible, with such a mother, such a daughter, how could Hong Chengchou surrender?They have been trying every means to persuade Hong Chengchou to surrender, they have spoken a three-inch tongue, and promised all kinds of hype, but it has never been effective.Why did he surrender overnight? What Hong Chengchou's surrender brought to the soldiers of the Eight Banners was not the joy of success, but an inexplicable melancholy.They feel lost. It's really regrettable that a general of steel has become a lackey like this.On the contrary, Mrs. Hong and Ms. Hong's circumcision made them feel more admirable and genuine, and they talked about it for a long time. In May of that year, Hong Chengchou officially shaved his hair and changed his clothes, and surrendered to the Qing Dynasty. Huang Taiji gave a banquet to the Chongzheng Palace and promised him an important task. Since then, Hong Chengchou has committed crimes and made meritorious deeds, and he can be called the "guide" of the Qing army's entry into the customs, and he has made great achievements for Huang Taiji.However, rather than saying that Hong Chengchou is serving the Qing Dynasty, it may be more appropriate to say that he is serving the concubine Zhuang's concubine Da Yuer. Concubine Zhuang got the reward of her dream: Huang Taiji granted Fulin the right to study and read memorials with his mother, and even often discussed and explained state affairs with his mother and son, as if treating Yongfu Palace as a small imperial court.She knew that the goal was getting closer day by day, that Qi Lei, who gave birth to Ge Ge, was no longer her confidant, but Princess Jianning was still a thorn in her heart—because Huang Taiji loved her too much , far surpassed the emphasis on Fulin.She can no longer fight for favor for herself, but she can't stop being jealous for her son. Jianning is three years old.As soon as she was born, his father's foundation prospered like fire cooking oil and flowers blooming, and he attributed the prosperity to Jianning, saying that she was his father's pistachio and lucky star, and he loved her so much. Like jewels like jewels, lawless. Although the little Jianning is just a concubine Gege, there is no second Gege in this palace who has been so strongly favored by Huang Taiji like her. His indulgence to her is almost limitless, it is she who wants to go to heaven. The stars, I am afraid that her Huang Ama will pick them off for her even if she says anything.This is called Da Yu'er, and all the concubines can't help being jealous of it. Even Huang Taiji himself was surprised sometimes. For some reason, every time he embraced this delicate and flowery little daughter, he would feel an indescribable tenderness and pain in his heart, as if seeing a flower that was about to disappear. Like the flowers in spring, or seeing a ray of clouds in the sky, I feel a kind of deep sadness that cannot last long. He didn't have time to love her, with a heart that was almost atonement, a sad mood, a kind of lingering and tender sentiment that didn't belong to Batulu Manchuria.He also had a private discussion with Fan Wencheng, and Master Fan said that it was a kind of helplessness inherent in passionate people when they faced perfect things, and it was normal.But Huang Taiji didn't believe it. If so, why didn't he treat his other children with such sadness and heartache?Are they not perfect?Don't you love them equally? So Fan Wencheng said that it was because the eighth elder brother died early, and the emperor gave the love for his deceased son to Princess Jianning, so he felt sad while loving him. Huang Taiji accepted this explanation, but he was still unhappy.He didn't want Jianning to make him so sentimental, not like a majestic emperor, but like a lady in a Han Chinese boudoir.He said, I am the kind of person who cannot compose poems and poems in my life. I respect learned people, but I hate their tone of pretending and moaning without illness.I don't want those unnecessary emotions, they will kill the fighting spirit.If everyone shed tears for a flower and a butterfly, who would take up arms to fight? But now the sadness he feels when he looks at his little daughter is exactly what a literati would feel when faced with a beautiful but irresistible butterfly. It is a kind of helpless heartache. He became chattering, no matter whether Jianning could understand or not, every time he saw her, he would put her on his lap and talk a lot. Those are the emperor's knees, a pair of dragon knees.As a child of an ordinary commoner, sitting on his father's lap may not be a big deal, but this is in the palace, where there are countless concubines and princes. Jianning has never been able to remember how many brothers and sisters he has, let alone remember How many regular concubines does Huang Ama have? I only heard that there are 15 concubines who have given birth to Huang Ama alone. So how many concubines should my father have? But what is glorious is that among all the elder brothers, only I have the right to sit on Huang Ama's lap, caress his green stubble, and talk to him a lot.Everything is just like a pair of ordinary father and daughter in a small and poor family. It is easy to be extraordinary once in a while among ordinary people, but it is difficult to be ordinary once in a while among extraordinary people, and Jianning has reached the sky.Sitting on the emperor's lap, she was sitting on the emperor's throne, sitting on top of the people's heads. Her glory is so overwhelming that even the half-crazy and half-stupid Suma often says to herself: "I don't know if such a blessing is a good thing or a bad thing. If you enjoy too much, I'm afraid it will hurt the peace of heaven. "She had witnessed the old emperor's love for the eighth elder brother, and also experienced the tragic death of the eighth elder brother.Now Jianning's excessive honor, what kind of privilege will it bring? Qilei even made more and more long fasts and worshiped the Buddha, sincerely praying for her daughter's peace and prosperity in her life.How could she not see her daughter's future with such a penetrating spirit?A person who is full of extraordinary blessings must also endure extraordinary suffering.Since her daughter was born, she refused to share the same bed with Huang Taiji, but only willing to be his nominal concubine and a good mother to his daughter.She never wanted to be alone with him, but whenever he hugged Jianning and whispered, she often stayed in a corner of the room, silently watching their father and daughter being intimate, which could last the whole afternoon. He hugged the flowery little daughter, with a kind smile that was almost desolate, and said to her: "One day you will get married and leave me, how sad I will be at that time." He said: "But I will not marry you You are married far away, I want you to marry the most heroic young man in the Eight Banners, the most prominent nobleman, so that you will continue to stay in my sight, so that I can still see you often." However, he didn't have time to see his favorite little daughter get married, and he didn't even have time to see her grow up.In the year when he said these words, his fate suffered a very dramatic and powerful blow, a blow from the harem, from above the bed, so he was defenseless. The history of the Qing Dynasty was rewritten in this way. It was August 8th in the eighth year of Chongde (1643), when Huang Taiji went to Prince Rui's residence for a family banquet.The performance of dancers and singers and the frequent intake of Jinzun sake made him feel dizzy - this dizziness has started since returning from the Jinzhou battlefield, and the attacks have become more and more frequent in recent days. , and often have nightmares at night.However, the imperial physician was called to diagnose the pulse, but he couldn't tell the reason, and only prescribed some calming and nourishing medicine to deal with the errand.He himself thought it was because he was too tired and had no rest for many years of fighting, so he didn't take it seriously, he just took care of himself, but he just took a few medicines when he thought of it. Because I feel confused again this day, I have to leave the table and have a rest for a while.Dorgon couldn't think about it, so he asked the maid to help the emperor to rest in his room, and asked to wait on him.However, Huang Taiji was not allowed to have anyone by his side when he was sleeping, so he asked the guards and maids to wait outside the door, listening to calls at any time, and resting with his pillow and eyes closed.After falling asleep for a moment, she vaguely saw a woman approaching, who looked like Hailanzhu and Qilei, who was still hesitant to speak, with tears in her eyes. At first, Huang Taiji thought it was Qi Lei who came to pick him up and go back to the palace, but after thinking about it, he felt unbelievable, and seeing the woman's eyes full of affection, without any doubts, he knew that it was the ghost of Hai Lanzhu who came to see him, so he hurriedly stepped forward and held his hand and shouted: " Concubine Ai, you miss me to death." Hai Lanzhu wept and said: "Your Majesty, since my concubine left, I have missed you for a moment. Now my husband and wife are reuniting soon. Although I long to reunite with the Emperor, I can't bear to see him die young, so I come here to meet you." Your Majesty, please don't take your courtiers and concubines seriously, cherish them without authorization, and don't trust those around you, so as not to make treacherous people trick you." Huang Taiji didn't understand, and asked: "What is Aifei talking about? Why don't you trust the people around you, and what kind of treacherous people are tricking you?" Hai Lanzhu sighed: "The secret must not be leaked. The concubine is now a member of the female history of Juntian Department. She should have escaped from the world of mortals and cut off the relationship between her children. However, the concubine can't forget the kindness that the emperor treated me back then. Now I see the emperor I'm in trouble, I've been hiding from the heavenly soldiers and generals to see the emperor, because I'm really worried about the emperor's safety. Let's say goodbye." After saying that, he saluted and wanted to leave. Where is Huang Taiji willing to give up, he caught up and shouted: "My concubine, don't go!" He struggled forward, but he woke himself up, and Yuzi was pulling half of Hai Lanzhu's sleeve in his hand.Feeling sore for a moment, he wiped his tears with the sleeve.Suddenly woke up, since it was a dream, where did the sleeves come from? When I looked closely, it wasn't a sleeve, but a piece of handkerchief, which I thought was placed under the pillow by the bedside, and was pulled out by myself inadvertently.The handkerchief is green satin lake brocade, and the characters on it are graceful and heroic, and read: Don't complain about the spring rain to the spring thunder, the water flows from the wind and the flowers fly by themselves.Zhuo's daughter ran to Sima Fu in love, and Yu Ji's blood splashed on the Overlord's Banner. The sound of the flute blows through the brocade night, and the dream of the country flies to the west of Lingfeng Hall.Give me green silk to hang antlers, and cook green plums for Jun Jinding. One corner of the silk is embroidered with the word "Jade" in Xiaozhuan.Huang Taiji looked at it, his whole body was cold and trembling, he put the handkerchief in his sleeve, looked and walked away.The guard servant girl stood on the ground outside the door, and when the emperor woke up, she fell to her knees and kowtowed in fright, Huang Taiji kicked one of the servants down, and left without saying a word.The rest of the servants were frightened, kowtowed and begged for mercy, and at the same time quietly winked to tell the waiters outside to report to the front hall immediately. When Dorgon got the letter, he didn't know why, so he straightened his clothes and hat and hurriedly chased after him. Huang Taiji was about to leave the mansion, and he chased him to the bottom of the porch of the hall. Dorgon saluted and greeted: "Brother Huang, why is he leaving now? Is it because my younger brother didn't greet well?" Huang Taiji didn't even look at him, he just snorted angrily and "hummed", then flung his sleeves and left.Dorgon was startled, he stood like a flagpole, motionless, and watched Huang Taiji go, not knowing where he offended him. Huang Taiji returned to the harem and went straight to Yongfu Palace.Da Yu'er led a group of palace people to kneel down to pick it up, Huang Taiji nodded, his face pale, and said: "Yu'er, come in with me." He also called: "Lonicera go out!" Lian Dong didn't know why, so she had to take all the servants out together, neither daring to get close nor to go far, for fear of being greeted at any time, so she had to sit under the eaves and listen to the announcement. Concubine Zhuang saw Huang Taiji's pretentiousness, and knew that he was coming from Prince Rui's residence, so she had already guessed three points - this situation and this scene had happened to her heart countless times in her dreams, but she was not panicked , only smiled gently and said: "The emperor sent everyone away, so the concubine had to serve you personally. The emperor sat down for a while, I just fried ginseng soup outside, so I brought a bowl for the emperor to sober up." Ginseng soup?As Huang Taiji listened to Tingxin, he recalled another incident from the past.At the moment, he was not in a hurry to ask about Pazi's reason, but said to Concubine Zhuang: "Yu'er, tell me the truth, what method did you use to persuade Hong Chengchou to surrender that year?" Concubine Zhuang didn't notice this, she was taken aback: "Why?" Huang Taiji said lightly: "It's nothing, I just want to hear the truth. At the beginning, you told me that you used a bowl of ginseng soup to awaken his homesickness and desire to survive. I believed you. However, things will not be so simple ,Will not." Concubine Zhuang offered ginseng soup: "Your Majesty, take a sip." She took a step forward.You can only advance, you cannot retreat, and there is no way out. "Have a taste." She smiled charmingly, almost shrill.He was the one who forced her to make a move, he was the one who pushed her to a corner, so tight that he almost pushed her to death. There was no need to be in such a hurry, there was still time to spare, and it was easy to take it easy.He was the one who forced her, and there was no way to retreat, so she had no choice but to advance. "Your Majesty, take a sip." She continued to persuade. She persuaded so earnestly and smiled so humblely.Make it impossible for him to refuse.He had to take it, drink it, and swallow it.After drinking her ginseng soup, she softened a bit, and replaced her anger with a deep sigh: "Yu'er, did you persuade Hong Chengchou like this back then? I should have thought earlier that Hong Chengchou's generation of famous generals, iron-boned men, Don't be afraid of power, don't envy riches and honor, even if you put thousands of cars of gold and silver in front of you, you won't be tempted, but a bowl of ginseng soup can make him bow his head?" Concubine Zhuang knew that she was unlucky, so she was ready to go all out, and asked with a smile: "Your Majesty, what exactly do you want to say?" “告诉我实情！”皇太极上前一步，抓紧庄妃的肩摇撼，“我要知道真相！” 庄妃忍着没有呼痛，只平静地望着皇太极，一字一句地说：“真相是洪将军降了您，这才是最重要的。” “什么？”皇太极一窒。 “结果最重要。至于用什么办法劝降，又何必细问？” 皇太极松了手，连退几步，惊愕地看着庄妃。这个自己同床结发十八载的女人，他觉得就要不认识她，是她成长得太快，还是，他根本从来就没有看清过她？ 她是这么美，成熟娇艳，正是一朵花开到最盛的时候，身体每一寸肌肤每一块骨骼都发育得匀称妖娆，浑身向外散发着一股逼人的女性魅力，只有瞎子才会看不见她的美，只有石头人才不为她心动。 可是，自己就是那样一个明目的瞎子，心软的石头。只为，自己的眼里只有皇权，只有战争，只有逐鹿中原的霸气和斗志。是的，结果最重要，他太沉迷于胜利的喜悦，太在乎胜利，于是，忽略了许多细节，忽略了眼前这个女人的美丽，更忽略了她的心机，她非同寻常的胆识和手段，以及毫不逊于自己的强大野心。 一个女人的身体是她最原始也是最强有力的武器，如果她不能用它来降服自己，至少可以用它来降服敌人，继尔，以降服的成绩来赢得自己的信任与重用。 归根到底，自己还是败在这女人的原始武器之下，通过洪承畴的被打败而间接被打败了。 当他嘉奖着她的成功的时候，其实就是彰扬自己的失败。 是失败，更是耻辱！只要是男人都不能忍受的耻辱！ 蓦然间，许多往事撞上心头，围绕着庄妃所发生的一切意外：绮蕾的流产，睿亲王妃的死，八阿哥的死，九阿哥的早产，多尔衮形迹的可疑……难道……一阵心悸，皇太极忽然抚住胸口，一口鲜血喷出。 腥红的血，夹着参汤特有的气味，喷溅在床帏上，艳如桃花。 又是参汤。他忽然明白过来：“你没有给洪将军喝参汤，却给我了！好！玉儿，玉儿……” He didn't finish his sentence.he died. 庄妃亲手为他除去外衣，将他的尸身平放在床上，然后，才打散自己的头发，惊惶地叫喊起来。