My father is Chongzhen? Then I have no choice but to rebel.

Chapter 340 Where is Hauge? I want to see him!
Sure enough, as soon as he said this, Dorgon and the others visibly became excited.

Although such a method might not necessarily get Chongzhen to kill Li Dingguo and others, they would be willing to accept it if it could get them dismissed from their posts or punished.

It's just a little more expense, but they can afford it. At worst, they can just go back to the Ming Dynasty and take it back!

Having considered this, Dorgon immediately made the decision:
"Mr. Fan's method is good. If you ask me, let's do it this way."

The others nodded in support when they heard this.

Haug suddenly remembered something and said:

"Since this matter was proposed by Mr. Fan, then let's entrust it entirely to him!"

Although Hauge had indeed considered handling this matter personally, it is clear that it is now more appropriate to entrust it to Fan Wencheng!
Fan Wencheng, naturally, had no reason to refuse and readily agreed:

"In that case, I shall accept your offer without hesitation!"

And that's how the matter was settled.

The happiest of them all was Jirhalang, who seemed to already see Li Dingguo and the others' heads roll, and a triumphant smile appeared on his face.

At the same time, the scene shifts to Huang Taiji's bedroom.

Inside the palace, candlelight flickered, casting dim, yellowish shadows that danced wildly on the walls, seemingly telling the untold secrets and sorrows of this deep palace.

The heavy curtains hung low, like a huge screen, temporarily isolating the scene on the sickbed from the noise of the outside world.

Huang Taiji lay quietly on the large and luxurious dragon bed, his eyes tightly closed, his face as pale as paper, without a trace of blood, like a statue that had been drained of its life force.

He really looked like a dead person.

However, upon closer inspection, one can see that his nostrils are still twitching slightly and his chest is rising and falling gently, though the movements are very small, it is enough to prove that he is still alive.

Beside him, the imperial physicians remained tense, as if facing a formidable enemy. They dared not even leave his side for a moment, staying by Huang Taiji's side at all times.

One of the imperial physicians held a silver needle in his hand and would occasionally gently prick Huang Taiji's acupoints.

With each needle insertion, fine beads of sweat would appear on his forehead, and his eyes would be filled with tension and worry.

Just then, Da Yu'er, who was standing to the side, couldn't hold back any longer.

She moved gracefully forward, then softly asked the imperial physician:

"How much time does Your Majesty have left?"

Her voice, though soft, was like a thunderclap, instantly startling all the imperial physicians.

The imperial physician, who was inserting acupuncture needles, trembled slightly and almost inserted the needles into the wrong acupoints. This sudden movement caused his face to turn deathly pale, and large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.

But then an older imperial physician, trying to appear calm, said:
"Your Majesty, rest assured, His Majesty is fine and will recover with just a little care."

However, it's obvious that this was just polite talk.

These imperial physicians aren't fools; they know what they can and cannot say.

Moreover, to be honest, even the imperial physicians can no longer accurately diagnose Huang Taiji's current illness.

Based on Huang Taiji's previous pulse condition, he should have lived for at most one or two months.

Surprisingly, Huang Taiji's vitality was so strong that he managed to hold on for three months.

Therefore, they are now uncertain how much longer Huang Taiji can live.

Faced with the imperial physician's polite words, Dayuer felt a nameless fire rising in her heart.

Is it really that hard for me to know when Huang Taiji will die?

But she knew the topic was too sensitive and she couldn't keep asking, so she could only obediently shut her mouth.

Then they continued to wait anxiously on the sidelines.

But suddenly, at that moment, Huang Taiji, who had been lying lifeless on the sickbed, suddenly let out a violent cough.

"cough cough"

The cough was like a thunderclap, instantly resounding in everyone's hearts.

The next second, Huang Taiji slowly opened his eyes again, his eyes revealing a trace of confusion and exhaustion.

Upon seeing this, the imperial physicians breathed a sigh of relief.

Then one person shouted at the top of their lungs:

"His Majesty is awake! His Majesty is awake!"

Her voice trembled slightly with surprise.

Da Yu'er had already rushed over by now, and then she saw that Huang Taiji had indeed opened his eyes.

However, at this moment, Huang Taiji seemed even weaker than before.

His eyes were dull and lifeless, as if they had lost their former brilliance.

"Your Majesty, you're awake! You really scared me to death."

As Da Yu'er spoke, her eyes reddened, tears welled up in them again, and then she burst into tears.

When Huang Taiji saw Dayuer in front of him, he no longer cared whether she was being insincere or had ulterior motives.

After all, he had indeed once deeply loved the woman in front of him.

But then, Huang Taiji spoke again:

"Alright, stop crying, I'm not dead yet."

After a pause, Huang Taiji suddenly added:
"Where is Haug? Where is Haug?"

Upon hearing this, Da Yu'er's heart sank, and she immediately thought of something bad.

Could it be that Huang Taiji intends to issue the edict of succession to Hauge at this time?
That would be a real problem, because she and Dorgon wouldn't have time to implement their plan!
How to do how to do?
Is the throne ultimately going to fall into Hauge's hands?
Thinking of this, Dayuer felt another wave of panic.

Before she could even answer, the oblivious imperial physician beside her blurted out:

"When I came in just now, I saw Prince Su waiting outside, saying that he would wait until His Majesty woke up."

Upon hearing this, Huang Taiji slowly nodded, feeling a strange sense of relief. He then continued:

"Let Hauge in. I have something to say to him."

His tone was firm and resolute, as if he had already made up his mind.

As soon as she said those words, Da Yu'er felt as if a huge stone was blocking her heart, making her feel extremely uncomfortable.

She felt that her worst fears were about to come true, and her beautiful dream might really be shattered.

At that moment, she really wanted to smother Huang Taiji with a pillow and end it all.

But she couldn't, because this place was full of Huang Taiji's spies, and even the imperial physicians were here. She had no chance to make a move.

Moreover, even though Huang Taiji is now terminally ill, she, a weak woman, may not be his match!
Besides, she did love Huang Taiji, and those tender moments from the past still made her feel somewhat reluctant to let him go.

Thinking of this, Dayuer could only suppress the pain in her heart and say:
"Your Majesty, I will go and call Prince Su in."

Immediately afterwards, Da Yu'er reluctantly walked towards the palace gate.

Her steps were heavy and slow, each step seemingly requiring all her strength.

Huang Taiji naturally knew what Dayuer was thinking at that moment, but he could only sigh helplessly.

If Fulin were an adult now, Huang Taiji might actually consider him, but Fulin is still just a child, so Huang Taiji would never consider him under any circumstances. Meanwhile, upon seeing Dayuer appear, Hauge and the others immediately surrounded her.

Their eyes were eager, like a pack of hungry wolves spotting their prey.

Hauge couldn't help but ask first:
"How is it? Has my father woken up?"

The others, though silent, also cast eager glances their way.

After all, Huang Taiji's life or death was related to their future and destiny, so who wouldn't want to get some useful information at this critical moment?
Da Yu'er first wiped away non-existent tears from the corners of her eyes, and then said:
"His Majesty has just woken up and says he wants to see Prince Su."

Haug's face lit up with joy upon hearing this.

He felt that Huang Taiji's summons at this time was self-evident, and a feeling of joy welled up in his heart.

But as soon as he said that, Dorgon couldn't sit still.

He looked at Da Yu'er with a shocked expression, as if trying to see something in her eyes.

But what could Dayuer do about this?

She could only give Dorgon a reassuring look, signaling him to calm down.

Dorgon then realized that he had lost his composure and calmed down.

He knew that there was no use in being anxious at this point; he could only take it one step at a time.

Just then, Jirhalang couldn't help but ask:
"His Majesty only said he wanted to summon Hauge, but didn't say he wanted to summon us?"

Da Yu'er nodded and said:

"His Majesty only said he wanted to summon Prince Su; he didn't mention the other princes."

Upon hearing this, Jirhalang could only shut his mouth in embarrassment.

And so, amidst the expectant gazes of everyone, Hauge followed Dayuer into the palace.

Before long, they saw Huang Taiji on his sickbed.

"Amma!"

The moment Hauge saw Huang Taiji, he rushed over and knelt before the bed, tightly grasping Huang Taiji's hand.

Looking at Hauge before him, Huang Taiji felt somewhat relieved.

In fact, just as he fainted, Huang Taiji truly thought he was about to die.

He felt as if he were in complete darkness, with no sound, no light, only endless fear and despair.

So now, he finally intends to hand over the decree of succession to Hauge.

However, before that, he had to make some arrangements, otherwise he feared that this edict of succession would not only fail to help Hauge succeed to the throne smoothly, but would also plunge Hauge into an irrecoverable situation.

Thinking of this, Huang Taiji continued:

"Alright, all of you step back, except Haug."

Although his voice was weak, it was full of authority, making people dare not disobey him.

Da Yu'er wanted to say something after hearing this, but she didn't know what to say.

Then Da Yu'er could only bow in respect.

"Chen and concubine retire."

The imperial physicians also hurriedly bowed.

"My minister retire."

Immediately afterwards, the group withdrew.

For a moment, only Huang Taiji and Haoge remained in the vast palace.

Just then, Huang Taiji suddenly said softly:
"Help me sit up."

Hauge quickly stood up and carefully reached out to help Huang Taiji sit up. He then placed a pillow behind him to make him more comfortable.

After letting out a long sigh, Huang Taiji continued:

"Hauge, do you know why I've asked you to stay?"

Huang Taiji's voice was deep and slow, as if every word carried the weight of a thousand pounds.

Haug had already guessed what was going on, but he knew he couldn't say it out loud.

Therefore, he quickly shook his head and said:
"Your subject does not know."

Huang Taiji smiled. Of course he knew Hauge was lying, but that was no longer important.

He then stated directly:
"To tell you the truth, I summoned you here to discuss the matter of who will succeed me after my death."

Upon hearing this, Haug felt a sudden tightness in his chest, as if an invisible hand were gripping his heart.

coming!

The thing he had always longed for finally came!

Just as Hauge was filled with excitement and unsure of what to say, he heard Huang Taiji suddenly continue:
"Hauge, if I were to make one of your brothers emperor, would you blame me?"

what?
Upon hearing this, Hauge looked at Huang Taiji with disbelief, his eyes filled with shock and astonishment.

He never expected that Huang Taiji had summoned him not to pass on the throne, but to entrust his son to Huang Taiji!

This is completely different from what he imagined!

At that moment, Haug's body trembled slightly, his hands clenched into fists, his nails almost digging into his flesh.

He didn't understand why this was happening.

He was clearly Huang Taiji's most outstanding son. He had practiced martial arts since childhood, was skilled in archery and horsemanship, made many military achievements on the battlefield, and was also quite prestigious in the court.

What do his younger siblings have to compare with him?

Even so, Huang Taiji still intended to pass the throne to one of them!

Thinking of this, Haug felt a mix of emotions and almost burst into tears.

The grievances, resentment, and anger surged within him like a raging tide.

But the next second, he finally held back, because he knew that as long as Huang Taiji was alive, his words were imperial edicts and no one dared to disobey him, not even him!

Thinking of this, Hauge could only kneel down and kowtow heavily.

Then he said:

“Whatever Father says, I will do. Whoever Father says is the emperor, then he is the emperor. I am willing to assist him and dedicate myself to the Qing Dynasty until my dying breath.”

Huang Taiji was incredibly clever; he immediately saw through Hauge's resentment, but at the same time, he also saw through Hauge's true feelings!
Even if Hauge is not the one who succeeds to the throne in the end, as long as he is the one he designates, Hauge will still assist him!
For a moment, Huang Taiji felt a little gratified.

He then stopped talking, and with difficulty lifted the blankets beside him, revealing a hidden compartment underneath.

However, he no longer had the strength to retrieve the contents, so he could only say to Hauge:

"There's a box in the hidden compartment below. Take that box out."

Upon hearing this, Haug knew that the box must contain the edict of succession.

(End of this chapter)