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Chapter 1108 The decline is obvious

Chapter 1108 The decline is revealed

There was a loud "bang!" and something hit the ground.

Yue Le still seemed gentle when he helped Nalan Mingzhu in prison, but when he came out, he was furious.

However, Nalan Mingzhu was seriously injured and made another request.

He asked to accompany Yue Le to interrogate the person who leaked the information, and he wanted to see who caused him to be imprisoned.

Soon, the detailed situation was sent over.

The person who leaked the information was Daishan's sixth son Mazhan.

Nowadays, Prince Liliu Daishan is the most respected person in the Qing Dynasty. He was old and sick, and he was unable to enter the pass with the army at that time. Unexpectedly, he saved his life instead.

Many of Daishan's descendants have also died in battle over the years.

Mazhan did not die in battle, but was related to his origin.

Mazhan's biological mother was the concubine Hadanara, Daishan's concubine, and this Hadanara had an affair with Daishan's second son Shuotuo.

Daishan hates the second son and the sixth son, and Mazhan is therefore not valued.

...

Looking at these past events, Nalan Mingzhu only felt that... Speaking of Prince Li Lie's family, she would always be "an affair".

And the Qing Dynasty has always been like this. Brothers and wives, sons and fathers and sons are tragic, brothers and sisters are tragic, and generations are constantly reincarnated.

What is the great reputation of the Eight Banners Cavalry, what is the efforts of the three emperors to govern the Qing Dynasty to enter the Central Plains, what is the noble Manchu nobles... All these things that the Qing Dynasty has been boasting about over the years have lost the cover of its military achievements and suddenly dispersed.

The homeland that is presented to Nalan Mingzhu now is not much better than the most corrupt part of the old Chu that has been corrupt for more than two hundred years.

The corruption, internal struggle, debauchery, cowardice of this emerging regime... is like a mass of rotten meat, emitting a stench and there is no more to cover it.

Yue Le also seemed a little decadent.

Like Nalan Mingzhu, he is a person who is proficient in Sinology.

These days, watching Fulin and Bomuboguol, the two brothers fighting for women, Fulin poisoned and killed his brothers, Mazhan sold the Qing Dynasty, and then seeing the Daishan family's affair... Yue Le was also a little tired.

"Go and take Mazhan, let's go to Prince Lilie's mansion and see how Prince Lilie will deal with this son."

"twitter……"

The group carried Nalan Mingzhu and rushed Mazhan into Daishan's luxurious and luxurious mansion.

"Prince Lilie is in the inner hall." The beautiful maid led Yue Le and others to the inner hall.

"Prince Lilie, Prince An is here, something happened..."

"Prince..."

"Prince An, Prince Lilie seems to have... passed away."

Yue Le closed his eyes, and the feeling of fatigue made him feel unsteady.

He stared at Dai Shan's old, overly lustful face, wishing he could rush up and smash it.

It was Daishan who died sooner or later, but he died just like that on the eve of the Chu Dynasty's attempt to attack the Qing Dynasty...

After a vain trip, they returned to prison.

"Why should I send information to the Chu Dynasty?"

"I...I'm afraid..."

"What are you afraid of?"

"I'm afraid that when the Qing Dynasty is defeated, I will die."

"So you handed over the information to sell the Qing Dynasty? Who contacted you?"

"have no idea."

"Don't know?" Yue Le asked back and asked again, "If no one contacted you, how could you hand over the information?"

"Someone sent me a note, saying that as long as someone sends someone to send the information about Bomuboguoer's death to Jinzhou, the Chu Dynasty will come in the future and will protect me from wealth."

"Who passed it to you?"

Mazhan said: "I don't know."

"Where is the note?"

“Burning.”

"That's it? Just a word, you don't even have the conditions to discuss, and you haven't even seen the other party before, so you sold the Qing Dynasty?"

"It's just a message that I can do it easily, and I won't lose anything."

Yue Le caressed his forehead, but his hands burst out with blue veins.

He had lost the patience to continue asking questions, and he was thinking about when he could beat Mazhan to death.

"You killed Prince Lilie?"

With a word, Nalan Mingzhu, who was sitting beside her, was stunned for a moment.

Mazhan was also surprised and murmured, "How do you know?"

"He was not old or sick, he died of poisoning."

Mazhan thought about it, and finally murmured: "Yes, I killed him and poisoned him."

"Why?"

"I'm in love with his Xinna's side concubine."

"Just for this?"

"I've wanted to kill him."

"He is you, Ama."

"Is he like an Ama? He really wanted to kill his own son back then, and later he really wanted to kill me. If he was really me, he shouldn't have had an affair with his Ama's concubine at the beginning. The throne belongs to our family. I am not the emperor and I should be a prince!"

"By you?"

"Yuele, what about you? Why do you become a prince? Let me tell you that most people in the Qing Dynasty wanted to surrender..."

Yue Le suddenly picked up the iron hook in the prison, hooked Mazan's chin, dragged his body, and smashed his head against the burning iron.

"ah!"

A very sad scream started...

Nalan Mingzhu watched as Yue Le pressed Mazhan to death. His body trembled, and he couldn't breathe.

The prison was filled with the smell of barbecue.

After a long time, Yue Le turned around and murmured: "Mingzhu, you have seen it... The Qing Dynasty has become like this now, and there are only such miscellaneous things left in Aisin Jueluo's family..."

"Prince An, you..."

"I support the Qing Dynasty, but I am not enough."

"Mingzhu is willing to work with Prince An to support the Qing Dynasty."

Yue Le patted Nalan Mingzhu on the shoulder and said, "After healing, I will take office in the Ministry of Revenue..."

...

Yue Le walked out.

Nalan Mingzhu moved Mazhan's body alone and took a look, then threw it away with disgust.

"Why? It's not important information. It seems that without this information, King Jin could not handle several Mongolian tribes..."

As he thought so, another question arose.

Who handed the note to Mazhan?

Chifeng.

After quelling the rebellion of the Chahar tribe that night, Wang Xiao stayed here and continued to join forces with the Mongolian tribes.

It is worth mentioning that although Abagai killed Abunai and surrendered that night, Tang Jie still used firearms to suppress the Chahar tribe, which ended soon.

This was what Wang Xiao agreed to, but it was not to let Tang Jie try out new weapons, but to shock the tiger.

So, every time the alliance discusses, the Taiji people from all ministries become much more honest.

For example, every time Wang Xiao was speaking, Jirigele would take out paper and pen to remember, and sometimes ask some questions.

"Is King Jin teaching us how to be an official in the southern province of Desert?"

"Yes, don't you think I'm talking about it now?"

Jirigele said, "I have never felt that way! Someone of them must have wronged me!"

"Yeah?"

"Yes!" Jirigele changed the topic and asked, "Can you build a city and settle down on the grassland? I didn't understand the passage just now, can you talk about it?"

"Then you are really studious, okay, let's continue to teach you about agriculture and animal husbandry..."

In such an atmosphere, the alliance has been slowly advancing.

Although many people are impatient, they thought it would be enough to just push Wang Xiao as the co-owner of the grassland, which is simple. Unexpectedly, Wang Xiao did so meticulously and insisted on discussing solutions to all the big and small problems in Mo Nan in the future.

What should I do? I can only endure it if I am impatient.

Just when the tribes were almost unable to bear it, the alliance finally reached its final critical moment.

They need to select a general manager in Mo Nan...
Chapter completed!
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