You can't only love the Qing Dynasty when you're eating the fruits of others' labor.

Chapter 315 Actually, I am the reincarnation of Dorgon!
When Fan Wencheng, who had been sidelined for a long time, was summoned back to the cabinet, he looked at the high-ranking Jiang Qingyun and suddenly remembered the scene when Jiang Qingyun first entered officialdom several years ago.

Everything else is the same.

However, at that time, it was himself and Hong Chengchou sitting on top, while Jiang Qingyun was kneeling below.

Snap, snap snap.

Fan Wencheng rolled up his sleeves and knelt down respectfully.

"This old minister greets His Excellency the Grand Secretary. Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor!"

"presumptuous!"

"Yes, this old minister is guilty."

"Fan Wencheng, raise your head."

"When you shout 'Long live the Emperor,' are you mocking my usurpation, or urging me to ascend the throne?"

Fan Wencheng remained silent.

This is a doomed question; don't choose either answer.

Jiang Qingyun found the old traitor's face too ridiculous, and for a moment he couldn't muster any anger. It was like a calico cat catching a mouse but not in a hurry to eat it, but toying with it first.

"The court is currently in dire need of capable officials. I'll give you two choices: First, go and negotiate with Wu Sangui to bring about a ceasefire. Second, go to Qufu in Shandong and persuade the Duke Yansheng to come to court voluntarily. Which do you choose?"

"This old minister is willing to go to Qufu."

"Okay, you can set off tomorrow."

……

The Infantry Commander's Office.

The heavily guarded underground interrogation room was filled with a chilling atmosphere, and the walls were stained with blood.

"Prime Minister, watch your step."

"Prime Minister, the prisoner is over here."

After passing through three doors, Jiang Qingyun finally met the "hard-bone prisoner of the Ninth Banner" who had been brought in by Banner Ding Alinbao for openly inciting discontent in the bathhouse.

He was tightly bound to the rack, his flesh mangled and barely recognizable as human.

"what's your name?"

The prisoner remained silent, but opened his swollen eyelids.

These were eyes filled with hatred, indifference, determination, and madness; the owner of these eyes was staring intently at Jiang Qingyun.

Jiang Qingyun turned and left.

Leaving the dungeon, they returned to the long-lost admiral's office on the surface.

"what is his name?"

"Lai Bao".

"Tell me about his behavior after he went to prison?"

"Yes. We used severe torture, and he gave us a list. Then, we arrested people according to the list, but after interrogation, we found that the people on the list weren't from the Ninth Banner at all. So we continued to torture Lai Bao, and he gave us another list, and then..."

"Another fake list?"

"Yes."

The warden was filled with shame.

"Where is Lai Bao's file?"

"Please wait a moment, Grand Secretary, it will be sent over shortly."

……

Lai Bao, 31 years old, a member of the Bordered White Banner, wearing a vest. His father died in the Battle of Shanhai Pass, his mother died of smallpox, his brother died on the battlefield in Jiangnan, his wife and daughter died in the "Ninth Banner Rebellion Case", and his son died of epidemic diarrhea.

Jiang Qingyun closed the file thoughtfully.

Alone and lonely~
These kinds of bachelors are hard to manage.

In an instant, the Lai Bao case prompted him to make up his mind. Between the two conflicting options of "all-out attack" and "elite raid", he decisively chose the latter.

“Give Lai Bao a decent last meal before he is executed.”

"Yes."

When Lai Bao, who had not seen the sun for months, returned to the ground, he could not open his eyes. Even so, he still looked up greedily to feel the sunshine and rain.

"Come on."

The soldiers pushed him into the admiral's office.

"sit."

"Tea."

Lai Baoli stood still, motionless.

"You're not afraid of death, so why would you be afraid of me poisoning you?"

Lai Bao agreed with this, so he simply sat down and started drinking from his teacup. Jiang Qingyun laughed.

"I just made up the Ninth Banner randomly at the time, with the purpose of capturing and killing disobedient bannermen, but I didn't expect that there would actually be a Ninth Banner."

"You're not simple. You're tough and ruthless. Because of the fake list you provided, your men beat up more than a dozen innocent soldiers."

Bah~
Lai Bao spat the tea stems onto the ground.

"Although they were wronged, I have to make the best of a bad situation. The jailer has just executed them."

"Traitor, serves him right."

Lai Bao finally spoke, his eyes filled with satisfaction.

“You’re right. Traitors are the most hateful, and everyone should kill them.” Jiang Qingyun nodded seriously. “Putting aside our positions, I personally admire your act of poisoning the well.”

Lai Bao couldn't understand and stared intently at Jiang Qingyun.

"I believe that poisoning water sources is an extremely advanced way to overcome the strong with the weak, because everyone's life depends on three things: rice, water, and air. The effect is even more pronounced in the densely populated capital city of Beijing."

Lai Bao was momentarily stunned.

The feeling of not being able to distinguish friend from foe.

Jiang Qingyun said with deep emotion, "Putting aside our positions, I personally think that the Ninth Banner is doing a good job. It has a high level of organization, a clear purpose, and its members are very determined."

"That was because you forced me to do it!!"

"Yes, I have indeed let down our Manchu people."

Lai Bao's eyes widened. "No, what the hell is this thing?"
Jiang Qingyun gestured for the guards to leave and close the door, then his expression changed: "Lai Bao, actually I am the reincarnation of Regent Dorgon."

……

There was a few seconds of silence.
Lai Bao roared, "You're talking nonsense! You weren't dead when the Regent was alive!"

The logic is a bit messy~
"You're talking nonsense. You were still alive when the Regent died."

The logic is still very messy.
Jiang Qingyun waved away the guards who rushed in, and then personally poured Lai Bao a cup of tea.

"Speak up! Prove you're the reincarnation of Regent Dorgon!"

"This matter is complicated. I have spent my life on the battlefield and made great contributions to the Qing Dynasty. The throne should have been mine, but the young emperor was ruthless and actually sent someone to poison me."

"You fart."

"I ask you, have you ever heard of the high lama's resurrection technique?"

Lai Bao's face twitched violently, and he angrily shouted, "Do you think I'm a fool?"

Although his expression was angry, his tone was noticeably weak.

The concept of ghosts and spirits has always been like this: a ridiculous story is presented directly, and the audience cannot prove that the story is true, but they also cannot prove that the story is false.

Between belief and disbelief.

……

"say something!"

"How can you prove you are the regent? If you are the regent, why did you massacre our bannermen?"

Jiang Qingyun remained silent, looking at Lai Bao with a kind and amiable expression. After a long while, he let out a soft sigh, as if venting all the resentment he had accumulated over the decades.

"Yes, how can I prove it? I truly have no way to prove it. But I killed those bannermen to seize power; they supported the imperial authority, and I had no choice but to kill them. Lai Bao, I ask you, is the young emperor a wise ruler or a foolish one?"

"Hunjun."

"Yes, he was Qin Er Shi. He ruined our Qing Dynasty beyond recognition."

"No, it is you, Jiang Qingyun, who ruined my Great Qing Dynasty."

"No! It was Jiang Qingyun who brought disaster to the Qing Dynasty, not me, Dorgon!"

Eye to eye!

Both of them were stunned, and for a moment the atmosphere became so awkward that they didn't know what to say.

Jiang Qingyun's eyes were slightly red, and his arms trembled slightly with excitement. Suddenly, with a clang, he drew his sword and placed it against Lai Bao's neck.

"Lai Bao, I currently have no way to prove the existence of the resurrection technique."

"If you're still skeptical, then you'd better stay in jail. In a few days, I'll find some credible evidence to show you."

"If you don't believe me at all, I'll send you on your way right now."

"Warrior, please don't hate me, for today it is your banner lord, the prince, who is sending you on your way!"

……

Lai Bao stared wide-eyed at the man in front of him who looked like Jiang Qingyun but claimed to be Dorgon.

He finally spoke up:

"Wait, I want to see your evidence."

(End of this chapter)