Chapter 133 Shoton’s performance

Author: Wu Lie

Chapter 133 Shoton’s performance

Dorgon comforted Luo Ning and said, "If the princess insists on leaving no soldiers to defend Longcuo Territory, you can also slowly recruit people. Yinju knows how to train troops and can help you."

"In the name of the princess's retainers, hundreds of villagers were trained, and the officials and lords had nothing to say."

The two of them entered the lobby while talking. Luo Ning was slightly startled when he saw a person kneeling in the lobby.

The man was kneeling in an orderly manner, with a respectful and humble smile under his golden tail.

Fan Wencheng.

They are really acquaintances.

Fan Wencheng couldn't help but tremble when he saw Luo Ning.

Looking at the relationship between this Luo opera master and his master, it must be extraordinary. If he wants to be detrimental to me...

Thinking of this, Fan Wencheng immediately put aside his past grudges and smiled at Luo Ning as if his warm face was against his cold butt.

He took the initiative to raise his hand and said, "I've met the actor."

Luo Ning was a little speechless.

This Fan Wencheng really knows how to work hard.

It really made him cling to Dorgon.

Not to mention anything else, this person's tolerance and resilience are not comparable to those of ordinary people.

Luo Ning nodded indifferently in front of Dorgon and sat down naturally.

Dorgon chuckled and said:

"Luoning Anda, this man's name is Fan Wencheng. He said he knew you and knelt outside the camp gate to ask for an audience. He knelt for several days."

"I saw that he was sincere and showed compassion, so I summoned him. Unexpectedly, this Xia scholar is quite sensible and talented."

"Oh? Are you really talented?" Luo Ning pretended to be surprised, "Can you catch Dorgon Anda's eyes?"

Dorgon nodded, "Although Fan Wencheng is not a monk, he is really not a fool. If such a well-educated man were in our country, Dajin, he would have been admitted to the Third Academy and become a civil servant of Dajin, enjoying the cultivation of king's energy."

"It's a pity that he is from Xia. He was selected as a scholar at the age of twelve. He is considered a child prodigy, right? What happened? He couldn't even pass the examination. He just had no way to serve the country and wasted his years."

"He is definitely not the only one in such a situation. How can the Xia Kingdom not be a treasure in the ocean? Who among the knowledgeable people would not regret it with regret, and feel sad and helpless?"

Although Dorgon was a Jurchen nobleman, he was born in the royal family after all. He had been taught by Xia Confucian masters since he was a child, and his speech was considered elegant.

If it weren't for the braided hair and money-rat tail, he would be really unsightly, and he would really look like a young man from a great Xia family.

In fact, the vast majority of Jurchens are barbaric by nature and have limited civilization.

"Master is so ridiculously complimentary, I am extremely ashamed!"

Fan Wencheng kowtowed excitedly, "The Xia Kingdom is in a state of decay, with traitors in power, and there is no place for heroes. Xiaoxiao has a chance to succeed. Isn't it because I, Dajin, got the right people and the right time?"

Dorgon smiled and said, "In front of Luoninganda, you can continue what you said before."

"Hey!" Fan Wencheng kowtowed again, his tone respectful and clear.

"Master said that Dajin has occupied half of Jizhou and half of Bingzhou, captured twelve counties of Xia Kingdom, and received ten million Xia people!"

"But the master also said that these tens of millions of Xia people were incorporated into tribes and became slaves of the Eight Banners. I think it is... inappropriate!"

"...I think that we can build the Eight Banners of the Xia people and include those who are loyal to our great gold into the Eight Banners of the Xia people and enjoy the treatment of bannermen..."

"...It is forbidden to plunder the Xia people in order to win their hearts..."

Fan Wencheng talks eloquently and at length.

He expressed his views on everything from conquering the hearts of the Xia people and eliminating resistance to governing assimilation, differentiation and disintegration, farming, taxation, commerce, public opinion, diplomacy, etc.

From big military and political affairs to small weddings and funerals, every detail is taken care of.

From the standpoint of the Jin Kingdom, many of the suggestions are practical, far-reaching, small in order to win big, and hit the nail on the head. They are by no means general.

To be fair, this person is indeed a political talent, not a sour scholar who studies to death.

They have good eyesight and insight and are very knowledgeable.

From Daxia's point of view, this person's strategy can be described as a soft knife that kills people without blood, and is very vicious.

Although Luo Ning himself did not like the Xia Dynasty controlled by Confucian and Taoist monks, he was a Xia man after all.

He suddenly had the urge to kill Fan Wencheng.

If I had known that this person was not a idiot, I should have crushed him to death beforehand.

It is a pity that this man has taken refuge with Dorgon and cannot be killed even if he wants to.

Dorgon was very satisfied. When Fan Wencheng finished speaking, he finally said what Fan Wencheng had been waiting for.

"Fan Wencheng, just follow me back to Dajin. There are very few Xia scholars in the Dajin Dynasty, so you have a good chance of being appreciated by the Great Khan."

"If you can enter the Third Academy, you can become a monk soon."

Fan Wencheng was so happy that he burst into tears, "Master...slave...slave...wuwu!"

Luo Ning felt extremely bored. But in front of Dorgon, he could only smile and said:

"I didn't expect that Fan Wencheng would have such insight! I was wrong before."

"Dorgun Anda, you have taken on a good slave."

Dorgon laughed and said, "I don't have a counselor around me yet. This Fan Wencheng is just right."

"Fan Wencheng, you go down first."

"Hey!" Fan Wencheng kowtowed to Dorgon, "I resign!"

He was afraid that Luo Ning would say bad things about him, so he also saluted Luo Ning in a flattering manner, "Master thespian, I will take my leave."

Very astute.

Luo Ning looked at his back, looking more and more like a dog.

"Luoninganda, look at this."

Dorgon took out an extremely exquisite bright yellow dry tobacco bag and said, "This is a dry tobacco bag made of dragon jade. It is as warm as a hand stove in the cold winter and as cool as ice in the hot summer."

He handed the Long Yu dry tobacco bag to Luo Ning, "We are all old smokers who love this puff. I asked someone to make two, and I will give this one to you."

It was a scorching summer at this time, and the weather was hot. Keloning took the Longyu pipe and suddenly felt a sense of coolness.

There is no need to consume spiritual energy, and the whole body feels cool.

"I won't thank you." Luo Ning took the valuable Longyu dry tobacco bag, filled it with tobacco leaves, lit it, and took a puff.

"Not bad, even the aroma of tobacco is stronger. It's enjoyable!"

Luo Ning, a long-time smoker, was very satisfied after trying the new cigarette bag.

"Isn't that right?" Dorgon took out another dragon jade cigarette pouch and took a puff. "Did you know that when it comes to the spiritual material used to make cigarette pouches, there is really nothing comparable to dragon jade."

"During the Jin Dynasty, many people loved snuff. I don't like snuff, but I still like dry tobacco."

The two of them each held a dragon jade pipe that was more than a foot long, puffing away smoke, not too comfortable.

The guards at the door had never seen him smoking and chatting with another person in such a relaxed atmosphere.

"It's a pity that the tobacco we smoke is not a spiritual tobacco." Dorgon suddenly thought, "I was thinking, if spiritual tobacco could be cultivated, what would it taste like?"

"However, if you want to turn ordinary grass into spiritual grass, even a master farmer can't do it. You can only think about it."

When Luo Ning heard this, he was also looking forward to it.

Nurturing Spirit Tobacco?

It's really possible.

The two of them had just finished smoking a pack of cigarettes when suddenly the fourth person in the envoy, Zhengheiqijia Laerzhen Turge, asked for an audience.

"This slave has seen Ezhen."

Turge is a fourth-level master, so you can see that when you see Dorgon, you still have to say hello.

"My servant has appointed Yun Fuyao of Qianqiu Mountain as Niulu Ezhen, but Yun Fuyao himself is not in Qianqiu Mountain for the time being."

Dorgon said: "This is a trivial matter. When Yun Fuyao returns to the mountain, Luoning Anda will contact him."

"One more little thing." Turge looked indifferent, "Just now, a tribal envoy named Jin Yanshou was killed on his way to Songyuan City to participate in the Shoton Festival."

When Luo Ning heard that Naixue tribe leader Jin Yanshou had been killed, he silently praised You Yan and others.

After Jin Yanshou died, the position of tribal envoy was finally vacated.

Dorgon didn't even move his brows, "He's just an eighth-grade tribesman who was beheaded by his enemies. What is he worth?"

"However, after all, the tribal envoy is a Tubo official. He was killed just like that, and the other party's courage is not weak. Do you know who did it?"

Luo Ning nodded: "The killer is very courageous, and he is definitely not an ordinary Green Forest monk."
To be continued...