There are three steps in front of the front door of the front hall. They are all made of white marble. When you step on the steps, the front door of the front hall is not closed at all. There is a golden plaque hanging on it. The plaque is in Manchu. I can't understand it. It's just the name of the plaque.

I am very familiar with the wood, it is golden nanmu. Tsk tsk... The descendants of Uranala are indeed wealthy. A plaque is so luxurious, I am afraid that even the emperor is no more than this.

"Isn't the plaque written with the four characters "Nala Wang Fu"? I didn't know Manchu, so I asked Lao Xie.

Lao Xie nodded.

I smiled slightly and asked him: "Aren't you Mongolian? Why are you so knowledgeable about Manchu?"

Seeing that I had caught the topic, he simply kept silent and allowed me to speculate.

I know that he and Meihui have been hiding something from me, but since he is a slave of Meihui's family, Meihui doesn't want to tell me. Even if I force Lao Xie, he doesn't dare to say, forget it, I don't have time to be serious with him now. What?

When Meihui wakes up and wants to talk to me, she will naturally do so.

"Who wrote the inscription?" I asked him again.

"Dorgon." He replied.

I nodded and looked at the old painting that turned yellow when I was enshrined on the altar table in the front hall. The painting showed a man wearing a yellow robe, a five-clawed golden dragon on his chest, holding a gold seal, and wearing a

Crown, majesty and righteousness.

I thought to myself, where did the Ulanala people get their emperor? This is clearly a portrait of Dorgon. It seems that the Ulanala people were already ready to support Dorgon on the throne, and Yanran already regarded Dorgon as a

It is really treacherous to kill the emperor! Fortunately, Dorgon died suddenly. If he had lived a few more years, who would be the Qing Dynasty? Maybe the people who are arrogant now are the descendants of the Ulanala family! And there are many

Ergon had no heir, and it was even possible that after his death, the throne would be passed directly to the descendants of his mother's family, Ulanala, for inheritance.

"Are the people of Uranala crazy? Do you dare to scrape off this portrait? What a treason! This is a serious crime that will destroy the nine tribes!" Lao Xie understood at a glance that this was not the portrait of any previous emperor at all. It was clearly

It was the regent Dorgon.

I said: "Perhaps the decline of Hulatun and the final appearance of the Nala Palace are related to this painting. I am afraid it has attracted the hostility of foreigners."

"What do you mean? The current dilapidated scene of Nala Palace is caused by other tribes? Could it be that the house was ransacked? No way! The whole village would have to be killed." Lao Xie didn't understand the meaning of my words. After all, he

Just a reckless man.

"Hmph... If it were me, I wouldn't be so stupid. I really can't do it with real swords and guns. Lao Xie, do you know the shamanic witchcraft of the Manchus? One of the important methods is to spy on nature.

The power to control the will of all living things. Let a group of little beasts actually bring disaster to the entire village!" I explained to him.

He seemed to understand. "Ah... I seem to understand. It turns out that these yellow-skinned people were invited by foreign shamans, right?"

I ignored him and carefully observed every corner of the entire front hall. All the antique furniture in the house had been moved away, leaving only an empty hall and an incense table. The incense burner on the incense table was piled thickly with
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