Chapter 4 Brothers turn against each other (I)

Shengjing, in the Dazheng Hall.

A basin of charcoal fire burned continuously with a "crackling" sound. Although the hall was not as warm as spring, it was at least much more comfortable than the low temperature of minus ten degrees outside.

"Your Majesty, it's time for you to make a move." Fan Wencheng smiled and said to Huang Taiji sitting opposite the soft couch.

But Huang Taiji seemed a little absent-minded, and seemed to have not heard Fan Wencheng's words, and still sat upright without any movement.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty..." Fan Wencheng's heart moved and called out a few times.

"Ah, Fan Aiqing, why are you here?" Huang Taiji woke up and looked at Fan Wencheng with a look of surprise.

"Have you forgotten that you summoned the old minister to the palace to play chess with you to relieve your boredom?" Fan Wencheng had already confirmed that Huang Taiji must have something to do in his mind, and he was very heavy-hearted. It took a long time since he saw this talented and stubborn master so disobeyed.

"Oh, is that?" Huang Taiji looked down suspiciously. Sure enough, there was a silly game between the two of them. It seemed that he was forced to go to the end. Fan Wencheng showed mercy and hurriedly said, "Yes, I just thought of some things, and forgot, I forgot."

After saying that, he smiled awkwardly.

"Your Majesty has something to do?" Fan Wencheng asked with a wise light in his eyes.

"No, it's just some trivial matters. These younger generations below are really inappropriate, and I feel annoyed." Huang Taiji said with a dry laugh.

"It turns out it's Your Majesty's family matter." Fan Wencheng smiled. As soon as Mangguertai died, the tree fell and the money was scattered. His wives and concubines were all divided by several brothers and nephews. Several of them were good-looking. Everyone wanted to fight for it. Due to the uneven division, they finally got into Huang Taiji. On one side was his own son and on the other side were his nephews. Huang Taiji didn't want to care about these trivial matters, but it was really unreasonable. Then he reached out to take care of it and calmed the storm.

Haoge and Yuetuo are both people who are naturally frivolous. After all, Manguertai is their uncle. There are still people who have died less than a month ago and are thinking about taking over uncle's women and property. Fan Wencheng looked down on such a person in his heart, and Haoge has repeatedly opposed him, let alone favor him.

"Okay, I lost this game of chess and can't beat it!" Huang Taiji walked down from the soft couch, moved his arms and legs, and relaxed his strength.

"It's all Your Majesty who gave in to the old minister." Fan Wencheng said with a fight with his eyebrows and said with a little complacent look.

"Put two hot horse breasts!" Huang Taiji waved his hand and ordered loudly to the approaching servant.

After a while, two steaming portions of horse breasts were brought in. Although Fan Wencheng was not used to drinking this thing, he was less repulsive when he drank it. After thanking him, he took a sip first. The temperature was just right, so he took a big sip.

Huang Taiji moved for a while, sat down, and withdrew his sleeves. When he just picked up his horse's breasts and was about to deliver them to his mouth, there was a burst of rapid footsteps outside the hall, as if someone was running towards the Dazheng Hall.

Huang Taiji was very sensitive to ears. Hearing the footsteps, he immediately put the horse breasts in his hand back on the table. Fan Wencheng was also surprised to put the half-drinked horse breasts back.

The person running over was Huang Taiji's eunuch, Hai Zhongtian. He saw that he was running very flustered, sweaty, and pale. He staggered to Huang Taifu, and knelt down with a plop.

"What happened in the sea in the sky? What kind of discipline does it have to break into the Dazheng Hall in such a panic!" Huang Taiji stood up and cursed angrily.

"Your Majesty, it's not good. I'll report it to you." Hai Zhongtian was in a hurry, nervous, and a little dissatisfied.

"What's wrong? You servant said something stupid!" Huang Taiji was furious and pointed at Hai Zhongtian's nose and cursed. If it were someone else, he would have ordered someone to drag him down and kill him.

"Tu, Lord Tu Lai died of illness!" Hai Zhongtian was so scared that his whole body trembled slightly, but he still stammered.

"What!" Huang Taiji's mind went dark, and he felt dizzy, and he leaned back and fell backwards.

A crisp "clang" sounded in the quiet Dazheng Hall. When Huang Taiji fell down, his hand touched the cup of horse breasts that he had not had time to drink. The porcelain cup fell on the hard bluestone floor tiles. The fragrant horse breasts spread all over the floor, and the porcelain cup also fell into pieces.

"Your Majesty!" Fan Wencheng, who heard the news, was extremely shocked. When he realized that Huang Taiji was falling backwards, he hurriedly stepped forward to support him, but he was still a step slower. Fortunately, there was a soft couch behind him, otherwise he would be injured if he fell down.

"Hurry up, come and call the imperial physician!" Fan Wencheng ordered around anxiously.

The Hai Zhongtian was already scared and at a loss. He was kicked hard by Fan Wencheng, and then he got up from the ground in a panic, picked up the broken porcelain pieces on the ground, and staggered out.

After a moment, a chaotic footsteps rushed towards the direction of Dazheng Hall. The leader was Huang Taiji's head of the harem, Jin Zhezhe, the great concubine of Qingning Palace, followed by many concubines and eunuchs and palace maids who had already learned the news. A large number of people rushed to Dazheng Hall.

"What's going on? Is Your Majesty good at noon?" Zhezhe looked at his husband who was already lying flat on the soft couch, his eyes closed, and he only heard the breath, frowned and asked Fan Wencheng.

"Report to the Empress, Your Majesty was playing chess with the old minister just now, but later, when Your Majesty heard a message from the old man Tianhai in the sea, he was so anxious that he fainted." Fan Wencheng replied quickly.

"What news can make Your Majesty so anxious?" Zhezhe fully showed the calmness and calmness of his original wife, like those concubines who followed him were sobbing softly.

"General Tulai died of illness."

When Zhezhe heard this, he was stunned and said, "This is impossible. General Tu Lai was not feeling bad occasionally. How could he go home to recuperate for a few days? How could he die of illness suddenly?"

"I don't know either, but as far as I know, General Tu Lai has always been the captain of His Majesty's guards and his beloved general. When His Majesty suddenly heard that his beloved general died of illness, he was naturally inexplicably sad, so he became so angry that he fainted." Fan Wencheng explained.

"What's going on? What about the imperial doctor? What about the dog slave in Haizhongtian!" Zhezhe said furiously.

The imperial physician came soon, and the old doctor carrying the medicine box rushed to the edge of the soft couch to get Huang Taiji's pulse.

When Hai Zhongtian heard Zhezhe call him, he quickly rolled and crawled in front of Zhezhe, and said tremblingly: "Empress, slave is here!"

Zhezhe raised his leg and kicked Hai Zhongtian on the right shoulder, kicked Hai Zhongtian and turned over, and his four legs were facing the sky. Hai Zhongtian quickly got up and knelt down in front of Zhezhe.

"You dog slave, what happened to General Tulai's death? Tell me everything. If there is a lie, I will twist your head off as a ball!" Zhezhe's face was churning, showing the power of the lord of the harem.

"Greeting back to the Queen, someone from General Tu Lai's house just now told the slave that General Tu Lai died of illness. The slave did not dare to hide anything, so he came to report to His Majesty. But when His Majesty heard the news, he fainted on the ground." Hai Zhongtian cried and reported.

"Have you ever verified the news?" Zhezhe asked sternly.

"No, but the servant who came to report the news knew that it was really the official family of General Tulai's family, and he was also wearing filial piety, so the servant believed it." The sky in the sea was so low that it was almost sticking with the bluestone floor tiles.

"If what you said is true, I can make the decision to circumvent your shocking crime this time, but if I find that you said something wrong, I will destroy your nine clans!" Zhezhe said with murderous aura.

The old doctor finished his pulse tremblingly, facing a murderous face. He was so scared that he was so scared that he didn't know how to speak.

"What's going on with Your Majesty? Doctor, are you talking about it?" Zhezhe was anxious. What's wrong with this old guy? He just stared at him and didn't say anything. If he hadn't been worried about Huang Taiji's life and death at this moment, he might have slapped the old guy all over the ground for his teeth.

"Return, I'm going to report to you, Your Majesty was just anxious and closed his breath. When this breath came to abstain, it would be fine." The old doctor cleared his eyes away from the murderous look and said nervously.

Zhezhe breathed a sigh of relief and sent away all the dead people in the room, leaving only himself, the old doctor, Fan Wencheng and the Eunuch Hai who scared the country.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."

While Zhezhe followed the old doctor's method to calm Huang Taiji, he kept calling in his ears.

The old doctor's method of calling was finally effective. After a while, Huang Taiji slowly opened his eyes and saw a pair of eyes that were concerned about him. The familiar eyes told him that he was still alive and that this was still in the world.

"Your Majesty." Zhezhe called out with a look of expression.

"Help me up!" Huang Taiji felt that he had recovered some strength and ordered without doubt.

Zhezhe knew her husband's temper, so he obediently helped Huang Taiji to sit up and passed the exam. Huang Taiji's face is paler, without a trace of blood, but his eyes are extremely sharp, revealing a hint of madness and determination.

Fan Wencheng also found that Huang Taiji's two hands were tightly clamped, as if he wanted to keep something in his hand and not let go.

"Tu Lai is dead, I have lost my arms!" Huang Taiji's eyes turned slightly red, and he said softly.

"I have ordered someone to go to Tu Lai's house. If the news is true, please feel sorry for yourselves!" Zhezhe looked at his man with distress.

Huang Taiji shook his head slightly. Zhezhe didn't think about this subtle action because of concern, but now there is a calm Fan Wencheng aside. He noticed this action. Why did Huang Taiji shake his head? Does the master know what he knows? Shaking his head clearly means that the news is false? The master is so sure of the news. Could it be that Tu Lai's condition is not an occasional feeling, or that the master has already predicted this day, so the loss of consciousness just now is not because of Haoge and Yuetuo's little things, which may be closely related to Tu Lai's death!

Although Fan Wencheng's guess is not far away, it is not far away. However, this kind of killing of brothers must not be known to outsiders. Even Fan Wencheng, who is both a teacher and a friend, cannot let him know this secret.

Of course, one thing must be confirmed. Whether Tu Lai completes the task or not, he will die in the end. He was killed by Dorgon or Huang Taiji. If Dorgon kills him, the body will appear in Tu Lai's mansion again. What does this mean? Dorgon has already returned to Shengjing!
Chapter completed!