Chapter 1: The Strange Movement (2)

After hearing this, Huang Taiji was furious and stood up from the imperial throne, pointed at Ajige's nose and shouted: "Ajige, you are too presumptuous. Don't you know where this place is?"

"Khan, if you don't demote this Han dog to raise horses today, then you'll demote me to raise horses. If I don't lead troops, I will not be worse than this Han dog!" Ajige tried his best, and was not afraid of anything, and threatened Huang Taiji in public.

Huang Taiji was extremely furious, only regretting that there was no whip in his hand, otherwise he would have whipped it long ago, and shouted outside the hall: "Come on, drag the bastard who roared the hall and insulted the important officials of the country in public and whip thirty!"

Two guards with tiger backs and bears rushed in outside the hall, raised Ajige who pointed at Fan Wencheng and scolded him and dragged him out.

"The great khan calmed down, and Ajige's depression was hard to relieve. I thought about the contributions he made to the Great Jin Kingdom and the Great Khan in the past, so you should spare him this time." Dai Shan hurriedly pleaded for mercy on behalf of him.

"Yes, Khan will spare Azigebezi this time." The ministers of Belle knelt on the ground pleaded for Azige. At this time, Fan Wencheng didn't say a word, ignoring the several Han ministers behind him quietly pulled his boots, signaling him, the person involved to say good things to Azige.

Fan Wencheng knew clearly that even if he pleaded for Ajige, Ajige would not only not accept his affection, but would hate him even more. There was another reason, and it was also the purpose of his unwillingness to plead, that is, Huang Taiji did not want to plead. Although this master was talented and talented in the world, he also had the shortcomings of ordinary people. Ajige was Dorgon's brother. He did not deal with Ajige severely in the previous two defeats. In addition to the reasons for the defeat, it was not his own reasons. Another point was that he hoped to win over Dorgon's brothers and fight against the military and political group headed by Dabei Daishan. Now Daishan pleaded for Ajige, then he would never give Daishan a favor, so Fan Wencheng would not plead for Ajige, because this would make Huang Taiji unable to come to Taiwan, and would destroy his relationship with Huang Taiji. That would be more than worth the loss.

"Huang Taiji, you are not worthy of being our great khan, you are not worthy of!"

"Ama, open your eyes and take a look. My brother now only listens to those guys, and he can't even listen to the brother's opinions!"

Under the scorching sun outside the hall, Ajige pressed on a stool and took off his coat. Screams and curses kept reaching the ears of everyone in the hall.

"Brother, please spare the twelfth brother. If you whip down with thirty whips, you will have half your life left!" After Dorgon finished speaking, his eyes turned red and he kept kowtowing to Huang Taiji.

"Dongdongdongdongdong..." The dull sound of his forehead hitting the floor tiles sounded in the hall. Dorgon brought a head, and everyone was born in the same place, and they kowtowed one after another.

Dorgon pleaded with mercy. Huang Taiji had to give this face. He said that his position as a khan was stolen from Dorgon. While he rewarded Dorgon, he was also guarding against his younger brother. His face cleared a little, "Ben Khan is also Ajige's brother. He roared at the hall today. Ben Khan, the elder brother, also had the responsibility of neglecting teaching, but once Ben Khan opened his mouth, how could he change it at will? Thirty whips, Ben Khan received half of Ajige's!"

"Shan!" As soon as Huang Taiji said this, Zhu Beile, who was kneeling down from below, stood up, and the sound of whipping outside stopped.

Fan Wencheng couldn't help but be moved. Huang Taiji used a bitter plan to force Zhu Beile not to mention the attack on Ming again. At the same time, he was also establishing his authority, so that Zhu Beile could understand who is the lord of the Great Jin Kingdom now. It is absolutely authoritative. It is indeed a good method!

Huang Taiji walked off his imperial throne, took off his sweaty clothes, exposed his upper body, and shouted: "Ajig said it right. Ben Khan is indeed not worthy of being this great khan. Ama, after you watched from heaven, the child sat on this sweat throne, he neglected to teach his younger brothers, so that he made the big mistake today. Today, in front of all the brothers, Ben Khan punished himself, someone is here!"

"Shan!" Huang Taiji knelt around him, and Fan Wencheng also knelt down. No one dared to look up. Dai Shan wanted to speak but stopped, and finally sighed. Instead, Dorgon sobbed on his back: "Brother, my brother has received it. Dorgon begged to get this half of the whip for his brother!"

"Khan, since ancient times, the punishment has not been given to the doctor, let alone the monarch, the Khan should take it back and become famous!" said Bao Chengxian, the Minister of Political Consultative Affairs.

"No, since I said that, there is no room for change and I won't take action!" Huang Taiji shouted to a guard standing behind him with a whip in his hand.

"Shank you, I dare not!" The guard behind him was so scared that he threw the whip in his hand on the ground, knelt on the ground and kowtowed continuously.

"Barewell!" Huang Taiji cursed angrily, and the dynasty said, "Second brother, come!"

Daishan dared not to kneel on the ground and said nothing.

"Daishan, do you have two eggs below? Are you still Ama's son? Batulu, the Great Jin Kingdom?" Huang Taiji cursed.

Dai Shan's forehead was sweating like rain, and he whipped his sweat a lot, and he didn't dare to use any courage.

"Why let Weichen come!" Fan Wencheng suddenly stood up and said.

Suddenly, he was opposed by all the princes of Beile. Fan Wencheng's face was calm and he just stood there.

Huang Taiji picked up the horse whip from the ground, walked over and handed it to Fan Wencheng's hand, and said solemnly: "Xiandou, don't show mercy!"

"I understand." Fan Wencheng took the whip and bowed his head.

Huang Taiji turned around, and the princes and princes kneeling on the ground all raised their heads and looked at Fan Wencheng in a daze. Some of them wanted to tear him apart with their eyes, but none of them dared to stand up. Even Dorgon's eyes flashed a few times, and his body was lifted down again. For a moment, the atmosphere in the hall was a little suffocating. After being whipped for fifteen times, Ajige also asked the guards to carry in again and lay in front of Huang Taiji.

Fan Wencheng held a horse whip in his hand, clasped his fists at all the Belor ministers kneeling in the hall, and then said to Huang Taiji: "Today, Fan was overestimating his ability to be a whip holder for the Khan. He was ordered to do it. I was the offender. So I asked for thirty whip to myself first. After Fan finished his order, if anyone is willing to be a whip holder for Fan, Fan has no complaints!"

"This, Xiandou, you are not at fault. How could I bear to whip you?" Huang Taiji felt embarrassed.

"Khan, if I don't get these thirty whips, please forgive me, I can't be the one who holds you!" Fan Wencheng respectfully held the whip and went over, but secretly gave Huang Taiji a look, the look that made him agree.

Huang Taiji thought, no one wanted to get whipped, but immediately he realized that Fan Wencheng had good intentions. Today, he was the only one in the hall who opposed attacking Ming, and Ajige was whipped more often. If he was not allowed to suffer a little, he might be in trouble and would be difficult to deal with. Then only the king and his ministers would act together in a bitter meat show.

Huang Taiji closed his eyes and said helplessly: "Your Khan is the one who wants you to fight!"

"I obey the order!"

A hard-earned meat scene was staged in a century. Huang Taiji punished himself in public and neglected to teach his younger brother. He had a starling, but there was more than one brother in Ajige. What should these people do?

In ancient times, Cao Cao cut his hair and gave birth to his head, and now Huang Taiji's brother was beaten to death, which will surely become a beautiful story for generations. Of course, this is also a helpless move. Huang Taiji and Fan Wencheng's monarch and ministers are indeed a common struggle, and they are prosperous and detrimental to each other.

After whipping down for fifteen, Fan Wencheng, a civil servant, had little strength in his hand, and the injury on Huang Taiji's back was not serious, while Fan Wencheng's back was the same. When whipping down for thirty whips, he was bloody and fuzzy, which made a Grand Secretary of Chongzheng Palace faint from pain.

At this time, who didn’t know how to raise the charges of the Southern Expedition to conquer the Ming Dynasty?

The storm was temporarily subsided. As the ruler of a country, he had a golden word. How could he go back on his word? Although Ajige beat him fifteen times, he did not hold a grudge against Huang Taiji afterwards. Instead, he became more loyal. After Huang Taiji's comfort, he understood the principle that a gentleman was not too late to take revenge for ten years. Ajige turned to Huang Taiji wholeheartedly. Daishan and others wanted to join forces with the eight Gushan Beile to discuss politics. The conspiracy of decentralizing power from Huang Taiji was unintentionally shattered.

To be honest, Fan Wencheng was also surprised when he heard the news that Emperor Chongzhen Zhu Youjian was assassinated and was seriously injured. Fan Wencheng had been studying a series of reforms in the Ming court in Beijing and found that the emperor's approach was very different from all the Ming emperors in the past. After studying and studying, he could not guess what he would do below. He always acted unexpectedly, so he was very cautious about what happened to the Ming court. After suffering a big loss, he was much less courageous.

Huang Taiji considered more practically, that is, he could not fight with the Ming Dynasty now, and Nurhaci's death was always entangled with him like a shadow. The commander of the Ming army was no one else, but Yuan Chonghuan, who was known for defending the city. Facing such a person, he was not 100% sure. He did not dare to attack easily. Instead, annexed Mongolian tribes to strengthen his own strength was the most important thing at hand. Adding up all the Jurchens is less than one million. There are enough soldiers who can fight, and how many territory is there in the Ming Dynasty.

The 200,000 troops wanted to attack the Ming court, which was known as the two million troops. That was half, which was enough for him. Besides, he had to guard his own land, and half of the troops who went to fight would be good. Therefore, sending troops to attack Ming was just a temporary idea. Once you calm down, you could not do this. Fan Wencheng said it better, let the Han people fight against cranes and clams, and then he would benefit. If he didn't understand the reason, it would be a fool to get involved.

If Zhu Yinglong knew about the news that Huang Taiji and Fan Wencheng were seriously injured because they pretended to be assassinated, one would have been whipped fifteen times and the other would have been thirty times. He would have been waking up after falling asleep.
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