"The remnants of Tang Fan? Are they descendants of Zhu Yue?" Shang Kexi's face was gloomy and murderous intent rolled.

"It may also be a tribe member!" said Old Man Jin, "Your Majesty, do you still remember that before our army besieged Wen Village in the fifteenth year of Shunzhi, Zhu Yue and Wang Xing sent several waves of people to various places in Guangdong to occupy mountains and destroy grass? Each wave led the clan of Tang Fan. Although we intercepted a lot, there was inevitably someone who missed the net... This group of traitors on Danan Mountain may be the remnants of Tang Fan who missed the net!"

"Hmph!" The old traitor Shang snorted coldly, "I am a terrible husband, Tang Fan, and as long as I am still in Guangdong for one day, the remnants of Tang Fan jumped out and killed one!"

"What are you killing?" Shang Zhixin frowned after hearing the old man's words, "Ama, you are so confused! You forgot how sad you have been after the old fool of King Pingxi killed Emperor Yongli?

The treacherous ministers in the court turned around and forgot about our hard work. They thought about laying down our soldiers, deducting our wages, and cutting our vassals... When Oboi was in power, he remediated the King of Pingxi very badly. After taking power, he simply compared our Three Feudatories, river affairs and grain transportation, and regarded them as the important matters needed by the court!

Now, finally a third prince Zhu came to Chaozhou, which can make our family and Geng family feel relieved. Why are you still thinking about killing this life-saving third prince Zhu?”

Shang Kexi was also a little annoyed. His son "Uncle Shang" had a higher "slave generation" than him. It is nothing wrong to teach him a lesson, the "junior slaves". But the question is, why does "Uncle Shang" not sound like what a good slave in the Qing Dynasty should say?

"Mr. Altan!" Shang Kexi said seriously, "It is fortunate that the late emperor and the emperor trust you so much, but you don't know how to repay you, so you just want to raise the enemy and respect yourself... Our wealth is the grace of the master. When will the master want to take it back, we should not complain, and believe in the master. The master will not treat loyal ministers unfairly or meritorious officials!"

"Yes!" Old Man Jin also said, "Since ancient times, there have been few good endings in the vassal states that have been highly valued. Even if the prince and the prince withdraw the vassal state, they will inevitably have generational glory!"

"You!" Shang Zhixin was speechless and stomped his feet and said, "You two are really confused!"

"You..." Shang Kexi's face was already ugly. He has been king in Guangdong for so many years. Who dares to be as angry as Shang Zhixin?

"How could you say that to the prince?" Old Man Jin couldn't stand it anymore.

This prince of the Pingnan prince is simply unfaithful and unfilial!

Seeing that the two old fools still didn't understand, Shang Zhixin had to explain patiently: "You two know that I am Altan... I am Altan of the late emperor, so how can I not know the character of the late emperor? Now I have grown up, so how can I not know his nature? These two are usually mean, ruthless, moody, and difficult to serve! The late emperor is better, and they are still clear in love and hate, and they are not as hypocritical as today. Today... Alas!"

Speaking of this, Shang Zhixin's head shook like a rattle, and then said: "Today, it's the kind of master who kills you and wants you to thank the Lord Long for your kindness!"

"Who are you talking about?" Shang Kexi remembered the Guangzhou Massacre and glared at his son fiercely.

Shang Zhixin snorted: "And now you will not remember the merits and graces of the past... No matter how many Han people you have killed for the Manchus, it will be useless! Once you hand over the territory and army, your family will be destroyed in a few years when you arrive in Beijing!"

"You're talking nonsense!" Shang Kexi glared, "How could the master be like this?"

"Master has always been like this!" Shang Zhixin said, "When we in the Qing Dynasty attacked the Great, no one could beat Dorgon! What was the result? After death, whipped the corpse... When he was alive, the late emperor could not beat him, otherwise the whole family would have been killed!"

Shang Kexi said coldly: "He, he deserves to sleep with the emperor and the empress dowager!"

"Haha," Shang Zhixin said, "Without his support, can the late emperor become the emperor?

As for...... to sleep with the Queen Mother, the Queen Mother is very happy to let him sleep! How strong the Queen Mother is, that is the Mongolian aunt. I heard that he has practiced Mongolian wrestling! Dorgon is weak and sick, and he can't beat the Queen Mother at all. If the Queen Mother is not happy, can Dorgon still be strong? He doesn't have the physical strength at all."

"Yes, but now you are a benevolent king!" Shang Kexi said, "Aobai has spared his life if he has committed such a great sin."

"Go a shit..." Shang Zhixin waved his hand, "I was tortured to death not long after I was locked up. I died worse than a dog. Everyone in Sijiu City knows this!

Ama, you want to hand over the military power. If you go to Beijing in territory, then the fate of Oboi will be your old fate!”

"I, I am loyal!"

"Ama...How much is a pound of loyalty these days?" Shang Zhixin continued to educate me, "If loyalty can save his life, how could Oboi end up like this? Who can compete with Oboi in the Qing Dynasty? Can you compete with Oboi? When Dorgon was alive, would you dare to fight Dorgon to death to protect the late emperor and King Su (Haoge)?"

"But he, he is disrespectful to the emperor and is also abusing power!" Shang Kexi said, "and intends to rebel!"

"Actually, I didn't feel disrespectful, I just rely on my seniority to be abusing my power. I took the minister Guru too seriously..." Shang Zhixin said, "As for rebellion, it was simply a matter of no sign. He didn't count the eight points (the princes and princes directly owned the banner master and the small banner master of Niu Lu). The old servant of the housekeeper, what kind of rebellion do we do? But our family has fifteen assistant leaders and still firmly holds thousands of green camp soldiers!"

"Mr. Altan..." Shang Kexi's face turned red and she said to her son angrily, "The late emperor and the emperor treat you very well. How can you repay them like this? Are you not afraid of retribution?"

"Ama!" Shang Zhixin shook his head repeatedly, "You have killed innocent people in this life, and have killed so many people, but you are not afraid of retribution. I am a filial son and loyal minister, why are you afraid of retribution?"

"Are you still a filial son?"

"That's right!" Shang Zhixin said, "Ama, if I don't stop you from handing over power, you will never have a good end!"

"Then you, are you still loyal ministers?"

Shang Zhixin nodded seriously: "Yes! I am a loyal minister of the Qing Dynasty! There are not many loyal ministers like me in the Qing Dynasty now."

Shang Kexi was amused and laughed, "Does the loyal ministers have any self-respecting enemies?"

Shang Zhixin smiled and said, "I raised bandits not to respect myself, I was originally heavy... I raised bandits to avoid the Three Feudals being forced to rebel! Avoid the Three Feudals being forced to rebel, to protect the Qing Dynasty. These are loyal ministers! Those in the court who encouraged the emperor to reduce the vassals every day were all treacherous ministers!"

"Duke Altan," Shang Kexi shook his head and said, "Manchu heavenly soldiers are invincible. You are too young to know how powerful they are! Our Three Feudatories cannot defeat them."

"The invincible heavenly soldiers are the Ama and Fama of the old men of the Sijiu ministers. Most of the people who are still alive are about the same age as you, not the Manchus who are now." Shang Zhixin looked disdainful, "Ama, I have lived in Beijing for so many years, but I still don't know how capable the Manchus there are? Moreover, the Qing Dynasty has really withered in the past years, and the capable ministers cannot come out! After Obai was killed, he killed a large number of people, all of whom can still fight. These people are gone, and who else in the court can compare with the King of Pingxi?

I think it is only the King of Pingxi, and they can't deal with it. If the Three Feudalists join together, the Qing Dynasty will probably not be able to be protected!

Now there is a third prince Zhu. If he can keep it well, maybe everyone can deal with it. Wouldn’t everyone be happy? Ah, do you know my hard work now? I am really the most loyal minister in the Qing Dynasty!”

"This..." Shang Kexi really couldn't refute her son's words.

His dog-headed military advisor, the old man Jin Guangjin, was also speechless.

Shang Zhixin held his mustache and thought, "Mr. Jin, did you just say that the identity of the third prince Zhu in Chaozhou is not true?"

"It's really suspicious," said Jin Guang. "There is no personal evidence that can directly prove the identity of Prince Zhu San, and there is only one brand of King Dao. This thing is easy to be counterfeited."

"Well," Shang Zhixin thought for a while, "How can we make a tough case?"

"If you can get a jade note that records the name of Prince Zhu San, his birthday, his biological mother, his wife, and the deacon and eunuch at the time of birth, it will be more credible." Jin Guang said, "In addition, if there is a seal or several imperial pens passed down by Emperor Chongzhen as evidence, it would be even better!"
Chapter completed!