"oh?"

"Mr. Fan, I don't know what the Regent means?"

After Fan Wencheng finished speaking, Xu Changqing slowly knocked out a cigar in a regular manner. After igniting it, he took a deep breath, then looked at Fan Wencheng with a smile and said, "Do you want it?"

"Uh, no, no..."

Fan Wencheng hurriedly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead carefully. He was already ready to fight Xu Changqing. Who would have thought that Xu Changqing, who was calm and gentle, would not exert any force at all...

At this time, Fan Wencheng felt that he was facing a beast that could swallow him in one bite...

The difference between him and Xu Changqing is no longer a matter of the gap, but there is no comparison at all...

But things have to be done after all, after all, it directly concerns his future. Can you continue to hold Dorgon's thighs tightly and maintain his glory and wealth.

"Brother Zhongyi, the regent, means...you must return the emperor, the queen mother and others, and in addition, to compensate me for the loss of one million taels of silver in the Qing Dynasty, my Qing Dynasty will retreat. Otherwise, not only Haicheng, but also all the cities around Haicheng, will be conquered by our Qing Dynasty soldiers, and no one will be left behind..."

Fan Wencheng wanted to force the majesty of the Qing Dynasty, but when he really said this, he seemed to be pinching his nose.

no way.

In front of Xu Changqing, he was not equal at all and could not exert his aura and ability...

"hehe."

Xu Changqing couldn't help but smile: "I am worthy of being the Regent. I am such a great spirit. I, Xu Changqing, are just a mere ant. In this regard, I am beyond the reach of the Regent."

As he said that, Xu Changqing smiled and looked at Fan Wencheng: "But Mr. Fan, you should know that Haicheng is the foundation of me, Xu Changqing, and it is not just me, Xu Changqing. Please see, Mr. Fan."

"Crash!"

Xu Changqing got up and opened the curtains.

Suddenly, through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, all the lights of thousands of houses in Haicheng, as vigorous as sparks, appeared in front of you.

"Mr. Fan, you say, even if I, Xu Changqing, agree to your Qing Dynasty's request, will the people of Haicheng agree?"

"This, this is..."

Fan Wencheng's eyes were straight.

What is this?

Even though I could see everything outside, there was no cold wind coming in...

This is simply a magic...

Especially Xu Changqing's seemingly indifferent attitude made Fan Wencheng feel confused. In this mission, he is going to ruin it...

I could only force myself to cheer up again, and said with difficulty: "Mr. Zhongyi, I don't know, I don't know what you have? Students, students will definitely do their best to convey the regent..."

He wanted to say it directly, please quickly put forward the conditions, you can discuss it if you have the conditions...

"hehe."

"I didn't ask. It is my honor for the Regent to make provisions to me, Xu Changqing. Unfortunately, I, Xu Changqing, cannot make the decision on this matter. Lord Fan, you should report to the Regent when you go back. I, Xu Changqing, don't want it, but I am limited in ability."

“…”

Fan Wencheng had the urge to eat Xiang for a moment.

Xu Changqing had no intention of having a peace talk with the Qing Dynasty...

This is a bad thing, since the beginning of his intention, his path has fallen into a inferior position...

Seeing that Fan Wencheng was about to cry, Xu Changqing smiled and said, "Mr. Fan, there is no other matters, so let's stop here today. I hope I will have the opportunity to have tea with Lord Fan in the future."

...

Fan Wencheng left like a walking corpse. Bumu Butai Yingying walked out and helped Xu Changqing to tea. He said coquettishly: "I originally thought that Mr. Fan was pretty good. He was familiar with history books and had gullies in his belly. I never thought that you didn't scare him, he had already scared himself."

As he said that, Bumubutai bit his red lips lightly and sat in Xu Changqing's

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Opposite the scent of the body that smelled pleasantly, floated towards Xu Changqing.

Xu Changqing smiled: "I don't think so. Our Lord Fan is still very talented and good at seizing opportunities. But once this person kneels for a long time, if he wants to stand up, there will always be a process."

“…”

Bumubutai didn't expect Xu Changqing to say this. Even with her mind, she was stunned for a moment before she came to her senses.

Even though I felt that Xu Changqing's words were a bit too toxic and accurate.

A person like Fan Wencheng has just been kneeling for a long time...

"Brother, then, what are you going to do? Is there really no possibility of peace talks?"

Bumubutai bit his red lips and looked at Xu Changqing.

By this time, she had actually accepted her fate. Even if a hero like Xu Changqing was to "collect her habit", she would not let her go, but Fulin had to do her best!

Because things are already very clear.

At this time, Huang Taiji's direct bloodline was basically held by Xu Changqing. If Dorgon could not welcome the little Emperor Shunzhi back, then there would be only one way left to ascend the throne himself!

This is something that Bumubutai will never accept!

Even if she tried everything, she would have to push Fulin to that throne.

It’s a pity that even though she had tried all her strength at this time, Xu Changqing’s cunning was really too deep, and she could never grasp Xu Changqing’s rhythm.

"Haha, peace talks are not bad. But let Dorgon pay me 50 million taels of silver, then get out of the capital and return to the deep mountains and forests of Nuergandus. You can't come out for the rest of your life. Queen Mother, do you think it's possible?"

"Forehead……"

Bumubutai was speechless in an instant.

She had expected that Xu Changqing's plan was definitely not small, and the price must be extremely harsh, but she did not expect that Xu Changqing would be so harsh...

This is simply an impossible contradiction. You can only completely eliminate the other party on your body...

However, at this time, she had no way to stop...

But Bumubutai is not an ordinary person. After thinking for a while, she quickly smiled and said, "Brother, I just asked the kitchen to prepare a few side dishes. It's not too late now. I, I will have a drink with you, how about it?"

Xu Changqing glanced at Bumubutai.

A shy and red cloud suddenly appeared on Bumubutai's pretty face, almost clearly showing Xu Changqing that she was ready.

Xu Changqing stood up, came to the window, looked at the prosperous lights in Haicheng and smiled, "Drinking is OK, but there is no other way. I might have to pay the public food tomorrow morning."

“…”

...

"That's what he said?"

Not long after, in the Qing army camp, Dorgon's tent, Dorgon was like a cheetah hiding in the dark and had been hungry for a long time, locking in Fan Wencheng.

"Regent, it's true, slave, slave, don't dare to hide a word from you. At least at this stage, Xu Changqing has no intention of peace talks at all..."

Looking at Fan Wencheng, who was trembling like a dog, Dorgon's brows became tighter and tighter, and he twisted them into a big bump.

What does Xu Changqing mean?

To be fair, even if Dorgon is in Xu Changqing's position at this time, he would never choose to fight against the Qing Dynasty.

Because the current situation is already very clear, Xu Changqing and the Model Army may be able to defend Haicheng, but they will never be able to defend the surrounding area.

Once the surrounding area is damaged, Xu Changqing will bear huge losses in all aspects, which is probably difficult for anyone to accept.

However!

It was in this state that Xu Changqing clearly had no choice but rejected the invitation to the Qing Dynasty peace talks...

If Xu Changqing hadn't been holding on, then Xu Changqing had already had a perfect retreat!

But how could Xu Changqing be stupid and forced to hold on at this time? It must be

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It's him that he has prepared a perfect way of retreat...

Dorgon suddenly felt guilty.

What is this bastard planning?

Fan Wencheng, who was like a dog, dorgon poured half a pot of wine and racked his brains, but after thinking for a long time, he still had no clue.

Tonight, he is destined to suffer from insomnia.

...

"Fortunately, I'm not disappointed! I have already formulated a combat plan!"

Early the next morning, Hong Chengchou came to Dorgon's tent with great enthusiasm. Although he had not slept all night, he could not see any fatigue on his old face.

On the contrary, Dorgon was a little haggard and could hardly hide it. Facing Xu Changqing's "Tai Chi", he was really unsure. After all, any trouble at the critical moment in front of him would be a disaster!

However, looking at Hong Chengchou's appearance at this time, Dorgon secretly admired him.

Hong Chengchou is still talented.
To be continued...