Chapter 603 Funeral Team(1/2)
Prince Rui's Mansion.
Dorgon is discussing affairs with his confidant general.
Harjda, Qinshanhe, and Eshuo were not among them. Obviously, the matter Dorgon discussed was extremely confidential.
Halfway through the discussion, I suddenly heard people say that Qin Shanhe asked for a visit, and Dorgon came out to see him alone.
Qin Shanhe came to ask for instructions this time, which was simple.
Tomorrow, I will send Huang Taiji to the funeral, and Qin Shanhe also wants to escort him. He came and made a small suggestion to behead Qin Xuance during the funeral to commemorate Huang Taiji.
The Chu general who dug up the ancestral tomb of Aisin Jueluo family was beheaded by Dorgon in front of Huang Taiji in front of the tomb, which sounds like a good little idea.
Dorgon thought about it and finally approved this proposal, and asked Qin Shanhe to tie Qin Xuance up with him tomorrow...
Qin Shanhe had just stepped down, but E Shuo came to ask for a meeting again. The content of the report was nothing more than staring at Buldai and finding clues about Wang Xiao.
Dorgon sneered at this and said lightly: "Is this a trick that you can't see?"
"It's a slave who is stupid."
"You are just one thing that you said is right. Wang Xiao must be still in the city. Please guard the city gate strictly, and the funeral of your brother tomorrow, so don't let him escape in the chaos."
"twitter!"
E Shuo responded, but said again: "I found a few numbers left by Wang Xiao in the city today..."
Dorgon frowned, becoming more and more dissatisfied with E Shuo's ability, and said, "I don't have time to pay attention to these things. You can find out first before reporting."
If Alin Bao was doing it, he would have been taking Wang Xiao. Even if it didn't, at least he wouldn't come and ask before he could figure it out... He had to ask everything, what did I do with you?
"Zha! It's... it's... can you give Qin Shanhe's three books to the slave?"
Dorgon was already very impatient and glanced at E Shuo again after hearing this.
Wouldn't you buy it yourself?
E Shuo could actually understand his eyes and said embarrassedly: "I went to the bookstore to read it and found that the books in each bookstore are different, such as the number of words in each column is different, and the book "The Biography of the Twenty-Four Arhats of the Way" is also very difficult to buy... This..."
Dorgon's eyes narrowed and he said, "There is something strange about this matter, please check it carefully."
After saying that, he stared at E Shuo for a while and said, "Those three books are useful, please copy one for you. Next time you will be smarter, and you will remember it when the matter is about to come."
"Zhe, I know my mistake."
Dorgon then ordered the clerk to copy one of the three books to E Shuo, and then went to discuss matters with his confidant.
When E Shuo came out of Prince Rui's mansion, he saw a few horses in the stable when he got on the horses. He stared at the horses carefully for a while, silently remembering whose mounts they were...
...
More than an hour later, Fan Wencheng reported to Burbutai: "The news came from Eshuo that Dorgon summoned several confidant generals to discuss, and he might be going to do something tomorrow."
Bumubutai's face became solemn, and he ordered: "Go and notify Jirgalang quickly."
"twitter."
"By the way, this is what the Empress is looking for..."
After Fan Wencheng left, Bumubutai pondered independently for a long time, with a little worried in his eyes.
She had no idea, so she picked up the book "The Legend of the Twenty-Four Arhats to Attain the Tao" and looked at it.
This book is not very good, but Bumubutai has been reading it quite seriously.
After reading several pages, she suddenly frowned and said to Su Moer: "Go to the queen to see if there is any book. If not, please come over."
Su Moer was slightly stunned. He looked at the sky, but he still gave a greeting to do it.
Since Altan Khan sent an envoy to Tibet to invite the third generation of living Buddhas to tour Mongolia and preach Buddhism, almost all Mongolians have gradually become Buddhist believers. Therefore, Bumubutai is also quite knowledgeable about Buddhism. When she read this book, she felt that something seemed wrong.
After a while, Zhezhe came over, and Bumubutai pointed to the lines of words in the book and asked her for advice.
When Zhezhe's eyes fell, he saw that the line on Bumubutai's finger was "The son of the Brahmin of the Great Yuezhi Kingdom, Jumorando, passed down the robe and mantle of the Tathagata."
Zhezhe shook his head and said, "Amitabha, the name of the Venerable is not 'Jumalando', it should be 'Jumalando'..."
Bumubutai smiled confidently when he heard this.
Then, she picked up the paper with the numbers and checked it again.
“Sure enough…”
Everyone was busy that night.
When the sky was twilight, as the sorrow and the bells gradually rose, Shengjing City was once again trapped in a huge sad atmosphere.
The city is covered with white clothes and is respectfully given to them by Emperor Taizong.
Huang Taiji's relatives were busy peeking at the artifact and had no time to be sad for his death. However, there were many people in the Qing Dynasty who mourned sincerely.
A grand team came out of the palace from the Qing Gate with the coffin.
The coffin is called the "Codon Palace". The carrying man carrying the coffin is divided into three classes, each with 128 people. In front of the coffin are sixty-four banner guides holding the flag umbrellas of the people, followed by a 1,600 guard of ceremonies, holding various weapons, flags and paper.
Behind the coffin are tens of thousands of Eight Banners soldiers and finally all civil and military officials, royal relatives, and their entourage.
The vast team passed through Shengjing in an orderly manner, and the people in the city cried endlessly.
"Your Majesty..."
But no one knew that the murderer of Emperor Taizong, who killed their wise and powerful martial arts, mingled in the funeral procession.
Wang Xiao wore a white felt hat and walked through the city gate with a group of maids. Then, Shengjing City Gate was guarded again... I don't know what else to do.
For Wang Xiao, Liaodong and his trip were finally able to start their journey back today.
The Qing army's plan to conquer the capital was defeated, and part of the Qing Dynasty's arrogance was cut off, Huang Taiji was killed, and then healed his wounds, left the city, and went home... The process was difficult, and the enemy was very powerful, but it was finally almost over.
He sniffed the air outside Shengjing City, remembered the people waiting for him in the Chu Dynasty, and smiled slightly.
The last thing left was to meet with Qin Xuance, the Shepherd and the others.
As for the meeting place, it is Zhaoling, the destination of the funeral team.
"Xiao Zhu, I'll go and see your masterpiece now."
Qin Xiaozhu led two thousand people to smash Zhaoling into a mess overnight.
Destruction is easy, but repair is difficult.
The Qing Dynasty used tens of thousands of people to work day and night, but after nearly a month's construction period, Zhaoling was unable to restore its original appearance.
The construction of the imperial tombs was considered a waste of time without ten years of achievements, not to mention the current situation of Zhaoling. But people always have to be buried when they die, so they had to let Huang Taiji go.
...
The team entered Zhaoling Mausoleum in a mighty way. Wang Xiao looked at it, but saw that there was no trace of destruction around him. At first glance, the entire cemetery was still very magnificent.
But Wang Xiao personally destroyed Fuling and Yongling, and was also a very experienced veteran in this regard. You can see many problems by looking carefully.
There are no trees, flowers and plants in the cemetery, the uneven paint painted on the red walls is not dry, the colors of the gold tiles are different, the stone lion is so carved that it is hard to bear to look at it, and various utensils are not good wood and even many semi-finished products... Tofu Scrap Project.
When he arrived at Zhaoling, the team reorganized it. Wang Xiao's side of the maids hurriedly ran to their respective lords to serve. He also brought the water to Wu Yunzhu for drink.
The journey from Shengjing City to Zhaoling is not close. It is obvious that Wu Yunzhu has to walk so many roads at such a young age. Her face is red with a sunburn. But she just looked at Wang Xiao, as if she wanted to remember his appearance before he left.
"Young princess hides there later, do you know?"
"Well, I know." Wu Yunzhu responded obediently, but asked again: "Will you come to see me again?"
Wang Xiao smiled bitterly.
Let's see you again? That's going to kill many people...
The bell rings echo.
The ritual officer began to praise Huang Taiji's great achievements, and then the kings took turns to cry and continued to praise Huang Taiji...
Long and boring.
Wang Xiao was not impatient. He was waiting for Qin Xuance to be brought up for beheading. Although he could not see clearly from too far away.
Dorgon was not impatient either. He just waited for himself to come forward to pay his condolences to announce the evidence of Jirgalang's crime, and then removed Jirgalang.
By the way, before this, you can cut down Qin Xuance to pay tribute to Huang Taiji and shock a group of people.
"Prince Rui, I just got the news that someone went to the Wuzhenchao Ha Pao Camp yesterday to transfer a batch of gunpowder." Someone whispered to Dorgon.
"who?"
"I am taking your signal from Prince Rui, so I come and ask."
Dorgon frowned.
He didn't let someone adjust the gunpowder, and immediately felt something was strange.
“Signalization is correct?”
“No error.”
“How many have been adjusted?”
"Not much, I said I wanted to open a mountain, so I only had five barrels."
To be continued...