"The Jurchens are rising, but not every Jurchen has benefited from this rise. If there are winners, there must be losers. And looking at the show off of the winners, how can the losers be reconciled? As long as they are found If there is a chance, then more violent means must be used to smooth out this psychological gap."
In the procession leaving Shenyang City, General Wu seemed to be recounting some distant events.
It's almost New Year and they have to go back.
Leng Sengji was not very happy.
He was whipped by Mang Gurtai, and there were a few blood stains on his fair face. He didn't know if they could be removed.
He was favored by many Mongolian nobles in the Aohan tribe because of his good looks and clever and well-behaved abilities.
Now that I have lost my appearance, it is hard to predict whether there will be such an opportunity in the future.
But this whip must be endured, otherwise, subsequent measures cannot be carried out.
"Are you hiding something from me?"
Leng Sengji is very smart, otherwise he would not dare to do such a big thing.
It was General Wu's mysterious nature that made him very unhappy.
"Yes."
His question was met with Wu Jiang's light response.
Leng Sengji was furious.
"If you hide it from me, you are hiding it from the master."
Wu Jiang smiled.
"You don't think you and I are in the same group, do you? We are just collaborators. We can only cooperate because we have a common enemy, Huang Taiji."
Leng Sengji groaned angrily, but for some reason, he loved and hated General Wu's confession.
Behind them, on the high city wall, Kyoua was also staring at the team heading north.
Beside Kyoua, the burly servant was all wrapped up tightly. Even his face was covered with a mask, which seemed to be resisting the wind and cold, and seemed to be blocking something.
In the lonely courtyard, Zhang Chun rarely moved around.
Although he was a civil servant, he had led many battles and was proficient in some fists and kicks.
It's freezing cold, so moving around can help warm up your body.
Wu Jiang and Leng Sengji's team left Shenyang and headed north to return to Aohan's headquarters.
The Aohan tribe is now in Kaiyuan.
The mountains along the road have long been blocked by ice and snow, making it difficult to travel, and communications between various places have been interrupted due to the bad weather.
Only Wu Jiang, a southerner, enjoyed the ice and snow environment. As he walked, he admired the wonders of jade all over the ground.
Occasionally, the red color flashed unexpectedly in the deep mountains and old forests, making his smile even stronger.
"Sanbeile goes out early and comes back late recently. He goes out to the city to hunt every day and has gained a lot."
This situation made Huang Taiji frown.
"Why didn't the medicine work?"
People in the shadows fell to their knees.
"I don't know. Maybe... maybe the amount used each time is less. Sanbeile is strong, so..."
Huang Taiji waved his hand, not wanting to get entangled in such minutiae.
"Who did he meet when he left the city? Where did he go?"
"Sanbeile didn't see anyone. He was only accompanied by Tunbulu and Aibali, and there were no more than 20 or 30 people in his entourage. They were wandering in the old forest in the northeast. The slaves really saw that they were just hunting. "
Huang Taiji could still trust his opponent's abilities. But because of this, he was a little confused.
"Have I, the fifth brother, really given up on myself?"
But then he remembered the incident where Mang Gurtai drew his sword at the front line of Daling River, and Huang Taiji's mind turned cold again.
"Watch carefully. If something goes wrong, I'll chop off your heads."
The men hurriedly agreed and then withdrew.
Huang Taiji was still worried.
With a politician's keen sense of smell, he always feels that something is wrong.
"Call Hauge."
Haug will come soon.
At the critical moment, the only person Huang Taiji trusts most is his own son.
"Recall all the soldiers and horses under your banner and station them outside the city. If there is any change, enter the city immediately."
Haug obviously knows a lot.
"Father, please give me orders."
Huang Taiji shook his head.
"Go and check, don't do anything. I want to take a closer look to see who is there."
Hauge had no choice but to take the order.
After leaving the palace, he came to his horse, stepped on the back of the slave on the ground and got on the horse, and then ordered: "Slave dog, go and keep an eye on Mang Gurtai."
Fan Ji's eyes immediately brightened as if he had been given a shot of blood.
"twitter."
Du Du hid in the darkness, the muscles on his face kept twitching.
There is no turning back when the bow is drawn.
He knew that since he took action, he must win.
Because once he loses, he will die without a burial place.
Since there is no turning back, why not take a big shot?
Just as he said to Zhang Chun, he is Chu Ying's son or the eldest son.
Chu Ying is Nurhaci’s eldest son.
Now everything in the Aisin Gioro family should belong to him.
But now, he is like an outsider.
What dissatisfied him most was that he had obviously pledged his allegiance to everyone, and he did not lag behind others.
Has he not done enough meritorious deeds?
But what did he get?
He has outstanding military exploits but is ignored, and he will be punished even if he makes a small mistake.
Why?
Just because he is Chu Ying's son.
Seeing Huang Taiji standing high and all the ministers prostrate themselves, Du Du fantasized many times about how great it would be if he were in that position.
Originally, he could only feel depressed and thought that this was the end of his life.
Until that person found him and brought news about Mang Gurtai and Amin's family.
It turned out that there were already so many people within the Jurchens who were dissatisfied with Huang Taiji.
Once these people unite, they suddenly launch an attack...
Thinking of the conditions put forward by Mang Gurtai, Gong A and others, Du Du couldn't help but feel excited.
However, he also knows that outsiders may not be trustworthy. No matter what, he must be fully prepared.
He thought for a while that no matter how close he was to an outsider, he couldn't be closer than his own relatives. So he invited his younger brother Nikan over and told him the details.
"Once it is done, our family can take his place. I will be the Great Khan and you will be the Prince. After my death, the Khanship will be passed on to you."
Du Du used his eyes to push back the dissatisfied disciples, waiting for Nikan to respond.
There are three sons in Chu Ying's family.
The eldest is Dudu, the second is Guohuan, and the third is Nikan.
Guo Huan died early, leaving only two brothers.
It's just that Du Du's marginal treatment is different. Nikan is quite comfortable in getting along, and he is also trusted by Huang Taiji.
Nikan was very sympathetic to his brother's situation, and then...
Just do whatever you have to do.
Within the major Baylor families, the relationship between relatives is actually very interesting. In almost every family, there are some who do well and some who do very unsatisfactorily.
For example, in the Daishan family, when Nurhaci died and fought for the throne of Khan, his two sons, Yue Tuo and Saha Lin, all supported Huang Taiji instead of supporting his own father.
Knowing that Du Du planned to kill Huang Taiji, Nikan was dumbfounded.
You said that I, a loser who can't even give birth to a child, want to do such a risky thing. Isn't this asking for death?