Shengjing, Manqing Imperial Palace.
"Your Majesty, this time, Hazier Lambert led 25,000 cavalrymen to assist and successfully resolved the crisis of the Gaizhou Guards and the siege of the Fuzhou Guards!”
"However, this time, the manors, towns, relay stations, and clansmen of Gaizhou Guard and Fuzhou Guard outside the city were all massacred. Food, wealth, population, and other resources were plundered. The land and wells of both places were damaged beyond repair, and the losses were disastrous!”
"Including the Gaizhou Guard, Fuzhou Guard, and the Golden State Guard, the number of clansmen killed this time is roughly more than 20,000!”
"Just the men of my clan alone have lost more than ten thousand!”
"Including the people and soldiers of Lushunkou, at least 15,000 men of our tribe have been killed!”
“.....”
Before the minister below could finish the statistics, Huang Jitai coldly interrupted him and asked,"How many of those bastards from Weihai Wei died?!”
"This…" The minister kneeling on the ground was stunned by the question. Then, he kowtowed and shouted,"This old minister deserves to die, this old minister deserves to die! Because Weihai Wei's people retreated too quickly, there were no bodies left at the scene. Those who saw them were either killed or robbed, so we couldn't find out the casualties of Weihai Wei."
Huang Taiji took a deep breath and shouted angrily,"In other words, in less than a month, these bastards from the Weihai Guards conquered two of my cities, massacred nearly 30,000 of my main clan members, and plundered countless food, silver, and people. Our Qing Dynasty desperately mobilized 25,000 cavalry, followed by tens of thousands of soldiers, and wasted a large amount of manpower and resources, but we couldn't even catch a single hair of the Weihai Guards?”
"In the end, we watched those bastards return with the wealth and population of the Qing Dynasty on the ship?!”
The minister kneeling on the ground was speechless. He nodded bitterly."Yes, Your Majesty."
Puff!
Before he could finish speaking, Huang Jitai, who was sitting at the head of the table, had his face flushed red. In the next moment, he spat out a mouthful of blood and fainted on the dragon throne.
This scene stunned all the nobles and ministers.
The next moment, they all reacted. Huang Jitai seemed to have been angered to death?!
"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!"
All the Han officials immediately knelt on the ground with grief on their faces. They kowtowed loudly and wailed as if their father had died.
The other Manchu ministers also rushed forward to check on Huang Jitai's situation."Quickly summon the imperial physician!"
" Where's the imperial physician?!"
"The emperor is critically ill, quickly call the imperial physician!”
“.....”
The grief on their faces didn't seem to be fake. It was more painful than the death of their father.
After a while, the imperial physicians who had heard the news rushed over and began to take Huang Jitai's pulse and breath. Finally, they announced with grief on their faces,"The Emperor has passed away!"
"He died!"
As soon as he said this, the entire court was in an uproar.
"Ah, how could the emperor just go like this?!”
"How can this be? How can this be?"
"The morale of the Qing Dynasty is high, and it is the time for the emperor to make a move. How can the emperor die?!”
"The Qing Dynasty cannot leave the Emperor!”
"Damned Wei Hai Wei bastards, it must be them, they are the ones who angered the emperor to death, avenge the emperor!!”
" Revenge! Revenge!"
“......”
Almost all the officials and nobles of the Qing Dynasty were crying out in grief and anger, shouting for revenge. Some even drew their swords on the spot, as if they wanted to lead their troops south to avenge Huang Jitai.
"Princes and ministers, the most important thing now is not revenge, but how to deal with the Emperor's funeral. "The Emperor didn't appoint a successor before his death, nor did he leave behind any posthumous edict," a Han official said. It was as if he had pressed the pause button, and the grief on the faces of all the angry princes and ministers disappeared.
All of them had serious expressions on their faces. They coughed lightly and nodded."A country cannot be without a ruler for a day. The Emperor's sudden death was unexpected, but as the princes and ministers of the Qing Dynasty, the future of the Qing Dynasty is the most important issue that we should resolve. Choosing a ruler is beneficial to the stability and unity of the country. In the entire Qing Dynasty, there are only two people who are qualified to be the ruler.”
"One is the late emperor's younger brother, Dorgon!”
"The second is the emperor's eldest son, Hauge!”
As soon as he said that, someone immediately objected and shook their head."Haug? No, no, no. Although he is the eldest son, his mother is not a Mongolian. She cannot be the ruler. Otherwise, if we can't get through the Mongolians, our Qing Dynasty will be unstable!”
"Dorgon can do it!"
At the mention of Dorgon, someone immediately stood up and objected,"Although Dorgon is the late emperor's son, he is only the emperor's younger brother. The emperor has a son, so the throne cannot fall on the emperor's younger brother!”
"In my opinion, Ninth Brother Fulin is the most suitable!”
" Ninth Brother?!"
This sentence made the eyes of all the princes and ministers light up. The ninth prince was just a child now. Children were good, easy to control!
"Fulin's mother is Consort Zhuang's Bumubutai, and Bumubutai and Empress Zhezhe are both from the Horqin Tribe. The Empress has no children, so Consort Zhuang's son is the same!”
Many ministers suggested.
At this moment, the internal strife in the Manchu Imperial Court was extremely intense.
The Horqin tribe was the traditional ally of the Manchu in Mongolia, and they had great influence.
Otherwise, Huang Jitai wouldn't have married into the Horqin tribe.
Many people were willing to accept the Ninth Prince's blessing as the son of Concubine Zhuang.
Whether it was the three major factions within the Manchu Empire, the Banner Lords like Hauge, Duo Er Gun, and Dai Shan who led the troops, or the Mongols, they were all willing to accept it.
On the contrary, everyone was afraid of Dorgon and Hauge because they were too powerful.
Another Huang Jitai would probably appear!
On the other hand, the ninth brother Fulin, who was the least threatening and easy to control, made many people more satisfied.
Gradually, the topic of whether or not to let the Ninth Prince succeed the throne became the topic of debate among all the officials in the Qing Dynasty. For the sake of their own power, all the officials began to move.
As for the enemy who angered Huang Jitai to death in Weihaiwei, was it more important than fighting for the throne?!
Lin Feng, who was far away in Weihai Wei, had no idea that because of his looting operation, Huang Jitai, who was already in poor health, died of anger half a year earlier than in history!
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