Hundreds of officials gathered in the Chongzheng Hall.

Although there are hundreds of officials, there are actually only more than twenty people.

Except for the leaders of each banner, the rest were important civil and military ministers of the Eight Banners.

These people seem to be harmonious on the surface, but in fact they all have their own thoughts.

Under the gaze of everyone, Jirgalang took the lead in attacking.

He said to Fulin, "Your Majesty, Prince Su Haoge was defeated in Ningyuan, and he has been stripped of his position and imprisoned in the palace. Prince Rui Dorgon was also defeated, so he should also be stripped of his position and imprisoned in the palace."

"Because Prince Su drew his sword at the Ten Kings Pavilion, the matter was shelved. Now that the matter has been settled, the punishment should be imposed to set things right."

Dorgon was stunned and cursed in his heart: Go and compete for the position of flag leader quickly, why are you competing with me!

But I can't say these words out loud, I can only greet each other silently in my heart.

Fulin looked at Dorgon and said, "Prince Rui, do you have anything to say?"

Dorgon took a deep breath and said, "Your Majesty, I have nothing to say. I admit my guilt! But I have a favor to ask of you."

"Not confiscating your property is already a great favor, and you dare to put forward conditions!" Jirgalang immediately mocked, "Dorgon, the court is not a joke, how can we allow you to be so presumptuous here? Why don't you leave the imperial city and go back to your palace to be confined?"

Facing Jirgalang's strong accusation, Dorgon did not show any anger, but said calmly: "This matter not only involves the Eight Banners, but is also closely related to the Qing Dynasty."

Jirgalang was stumped by Dorgon's riddle.

He didn't dare to continue acting rashly and turned to look at Fulin.

Fulin asked slowly, "What's the matter?"

"I beg Your Majesty not to imprison me in your palace!"

"What's the reason?" Fulin continued to ask.

"I am responsible for smuggling supplies from the Ming Dynasty through Korea. If you imprison me in the mansion, the smuggling will be forced to stop." Dorgon replied.

"That's easy," Fulin smiled, "Just find someone to take over. If you can't find a suitable person, I can help you find one."

Oh!

Dorgon sneered in his heart.

The smuggling business was run by him personally. In order to maintain confidentiality, some key links only recognized people and not money.

That is to say, no one can replace him except himself.

He couldn't say these words openly, so he could only say them cryptically: "Your Majesty, smuggling is a serious matter! If you change people rashly, the Ming court will think that there is a problem within the Qing Dynasty and will terminate the trade. Please think twice."

"Are you threatening me?" Fulin asked, not quite understanding.

"I dare not. What I said are all facts." Dorgon kowtowed quickly to show weakness.

"Let's discuss this matter after the court meeting." There was a hint of helplessness in Fulin's tone.

It’s not that the Qing Dynasty cannot do without Dorgon, but that it cannot do without the supplies smuggled by Dorgon.

This is also one of the reasons why Dorgon could not be completely suppressed.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Dorgon kowtowed again to show weakness.

After Dorgon stood up, Jirgalang said, "The position of the leader of the Zhenglan Banner is vacant. We should immediately choose a capable person to take over. Please make your decision, Your Majesty!"

"I second the motion!" Duoduo followed.

"I second the proposal!" Luo Luohun, who seldom spoke, also spoke.

Fulin had already prepared for this. He calmly asked, "Do you have anyone to recommend?"

Everyone looked at each other and said nothing.

As old foxes, they will not reveal their purpose at the first time.

Instead, you need to observe your opponent and the situation on the field and respond accordingly.

Seeing that no one spoke, Fulin felt a little unhappy.

He said with a sullen face: "If there is really no suitable candidate, I will reluctantly merge the Zhenglan Banner into the Zhenghuang and Xianghuang Banners."

This move is a sure kill.

Soon someone couldn't sit still anymore.

Duoduo was the first to speak: "Zhenglan Banner is not weak to begin with, and the troops lost in Ningyuan were not many. If we rashly merge with other banners, the Zhenglan Banner will definitely disagree. Now that the war is intense, it is not appropriate to merge the banners at this time."

"In that case, please nominate someone."

"I recommend Prince Li Man Dahai to take over the position of leader of the Zhenglan Banner," Duoduo said. "Man Dahai is the grandson of Emperor Taizu. He is not only talented in domestic affairs, but also capable of leading troops. In addition, he is the leader of the Zhenghong Banner, so he deserves to take over the Zhenglan Banner this time."

Duoduo took a step back to advance and took the lead in pushing Man Dahai out.

He is not afraid of making things worse.

Although Fulin is young, he understands the reason behind this.

If you want to keep your throne securely, the key is to balance the forces of all parties in the court.

Man Dahai of the Zhenghong Banner was Daishan’s son, and Luo Luohun of the Xianghong Banner was Daishan’s grandson.

It is enough for Daishan's lineage to control two flags!

If the Zhenglan Banner is handed over to them, the balance of the court will be broken.

Without waiting for Fulin to express his opinion, Jirgalang began his performance.

He pointed at Luo Luohun and said, "I recommend Luo Luohun, the Duolo Baylor, to take charge of the Zhenglan Banner. Luo Luohun is the great-grandson of Emperor Taizu. He is not only talented in domestic affairs, but also capable of leading troops. In addition, he is the leader of the Red Bordered Banner, so he deserves to take charge of the Zhenglan Banner this time."

Duoduo was stunned at first, then realized that these were all his words.

Jirgalang simply changed Mandahai's name to Luoluohun.

"Jirgalang, what do you mean?" Duoduo glared at him.

"It's meaningless. The emperor asked us to recommend the leader of the Zhenglan Banner. You recommended Man Dahai and I recommended Luo Luohun. Is there a problem?" Jirgalang looked innocent.

"I have no control over who you recommend, and I don't want to control it! But why are you imitating what I said?"

"You don't allow others to say what you have said? Even the emperor doesn't have such rules, and you have such a big rule!" Jirgalang retorted.

"Are you looking for trouble? Come on, do you dare to go out and fight with me?" Duoduo clenched his fists.

"I am old and can't fight anymore!" Jirgalang pretended to be weak, then said with a smile: "If you want to fight, go find Fuldun."

Fuldun was the son of Jirgalang.

Jirgalang made Duoduo and Fuldun fight, obviously treating Duoduo as his son.

Faced with such discrimination, Duoduo became furious.

He walked up to Jirgalang and was about to take action.

"Stop!" Fulin stopped him in time: "If anyone dares to do this again in the court, I will not only remove him from office and put him in prison, but also abolish his title."

Under the threat of this sentence, although Dorgon and Jirgalang became much more honest on the surface, they were still competing with each other with their eyes in secret.

The court meeting continues.

Luo Luohun, the eldest grandson of Daishan and leader of the Red Bordered Banner, said to Fulin: "I recommend Qi Zheng'e, the eldest son of Prince Su, to be the leader of the Blue Bordered Banner!"

"I think it's inappropriate!" Duoduo objected immediately. "Qi Zheng'e has only been in office for 16 years. He has no experience in managing internal flag affairs, nor does he have the ability to lead troops to fight. If it were a peaceful time, it would be understandable to let Qi Zheng'e inherit the banner!"

"But the Ming army is attacking Liaodong, and the Qing Dynasty is facing life and death! It is not a good idea to let Qi Zheng'e inherit the position of the flag master at this time!"

"I second the motion." said Jirgalang.

The two people who were opponents the moment before reached a kind of consensus at this moment.

This strange situation indicated that the Eight Banners had once again fallen into a power struggle.