Dorgon's face darkened and he felt something was wrong.

He only wanted to defeat Jirgalang in the court, but he didn't expect that the other party had so many tricks up his sleeve.

Fulin's face turned pale and blue, becoming very ugly.

As the emperor of the Qing Dynasty, he was threatened by his subjects.

What a shame, what a shame!

Others also became nervous and were very pessimistic about the current situation.

"If the emperor doesn't let me leave, the two blue flags will enter the city!" Jirgalang raised his head proudly and said loudly.

Fulin gritted his teeth and said nothing.

The others also lowered their heads and remained silent.

say what?

Nothing much to say!

The current situation is due to both Jirgalang's cunning and their own negligence.

Seeing that no one was talking, Jirgalang turned around and was about to walk out.

"Where does Prince Zheng want to go?"

When they were less than ten feet away from the palace gate, an experienced voice came from outside the door.

With a creak, the palace door was pushed open.

Immediately afterwards, Fan Wencheng walked out from behind the door.

"Get out of here," Jirgalang was too lazy to say anything more and glared at him fiercely.

Fan Wencheng stood there with a smile on his face, "We haven't finished talking yet, Prince Zheng, don't be in such a hurry to leave."

"You are just a dog of Dorgon and have no right to talk to me! If you don't get out of the way, don't blame me for being rude." Jirgalang reached out and took the sword from the guard.

"Jirgalang, are you going to rebel?" A figure flashed at the palace gate and a man walked in.

Jirgalang was shocked when he saw the other person's appearance clearly.