Inside the Han Palace, Abahai's wing room.
A lot of jewelry and makeup powder were smashed on the ground. A few teacups were smashed, and water stains flowed everywhere. A group of servants outside the room kept quiet out of fear and peeked their heads in. In front of the dressing table, Abahai's hair was messy, and her eyes were bloodshot. She hadn't had a good rest for a whole day and night.
The Jianzhou Grand Concubine in the bronze mirror was no longer as calm and composed as before. Instead, she was flustered and full of hatred. Nurhachi came to see her a few times, but he couldn't get an answer. He only thought that she was angry about being humiliated by two female assassins the night before. Boar Skin wasn't good at comforting women, and he didn't have the patience to accompany her. Other than sending more people to search for the assassins, he waited for Abahai to recover on her own.
After returning from the 'elixir store', apart from complaining to Nurhachi, Abahai hid in his own room, feeling scared. She couldn't even sleep peacefully. As soon as she closed her eyes, she felt like the Gu in her nose was eating her brain. After the nightmares, she hated Zhou Qingfeng even more.
On the night of the three-way suppression, Yuan Qingying and Ye Na were the ones who controlled Abahai, but the one Abahai hated the most was Zhou Qingfeng — that dog of a slave. I usually treat him so well, but he doesn't share the burden of his master, and even hits me when I'm down. Didn't I just call him a slave a few times, and he actually rebelled? Why didn't I see this kind of disloyal and unjust person in advance?!
The inertia of thinking led to a huge misunderstanding. Zhou Qingfeng hoped to gain Abahai's favor so that he could obtain a stable position and someone to rely on. Abahai also tried to gain Zhou Qingfeng's loyalty by showing kindness, so that he could get a slave that he could order around — after shedding all pretense of cordiality, both sides realized that they had made the wrong decision, and both were ridiculously wrong.
Hetuala wasn't very big, and Nurhachi was only the leader of a slave tribe, so he only lived in a slightly larger courtyard. The news of Abahai's haggard appearance had spread throughout the city through the mouths of the servants. It was said that the Grand Concubine of Jianzhou had been slapped by two assassins. This was a method used by a master to punish a servant, but Abahai was unlucky today.
There were many people who laughed at him behind his back.
With such a deep hatred, how could Abahai let Zhou Qingfeng go? While Zhou Qingfeng was pondering how to deal with Chu Ying, Abahai was also pondering how to deal with him. As someone who married at the age of eleven, had a child at the age of twelve, and became a Grand Concubine at the age of thirteen, Abahai calmed down after his rage and began to think about how to get out of the predicament before him.
Abahai first invited the shaman in the city, saying that a poisonous bug had entered his nostrils when he went out. How could he take it out harmlessly? It was just that Jurchen Shamans were experts in summoning spirits and ghosts, concocting poisons and spiritual mediums, wearing beast masks and beating the human skin drum to perform a dance. They had no way of dealing with the Gu Insects of Miaojiang, so they just had to let the Grand Concubine blow her nose a few times.
What was the use of blowing one's nose?
Abahai thought of the horror of the Gu Insect crawling into one's nose. She did not dare to let anyone touch her nose at will. She did not even dare to breathe too intensely. Since the shaman was useless, she tried to get others to think of a way. She also said that a bug had entered her nostrils and nothing else.
There were a lot of strong masters in the Jurchen tribe, and it was not a problem for them to go into battle. However, they knew nothing about all kinds of strange techniques. Nurhachi only thought that an ordinary bug had entered Abahai's nose. After laughing for a while, he simply asked her to look for Gu Yuanwei's two disciples. It would have been better if he had not mentioned it. Mentioning it made Abahai even angrier.
At the moment, the two female assassins had not recovered from their injuries, and Zhou Qingfeng had not escaped. Abahai knew that she still had bargaining chips to bargain with the other two parties. But if they achieved their goal and left Hetuala, Abahai would be in a completely passive position. Maybe she could only wait for death.
Abahai knew where Yuan Qingying and Ye Na were hiding. She thought about whether she should also poison them and force them to remove the Gu Insect for her. But they chose Zhou Qingfeng to provide food, so it was not good for her to intervene. Abahai also thought about whether she should join forces with Zhou Qingfeng to do it, but Zhou Qingfeng had slapped her in the face. That ruthless look clearly showed that he was treating Abahai as a slave.
After thinking hard for a day and a night, Abahai still did not have a good idea. The slaves below her were obedient and loyal, but unfortunately, they were stupid and stupid. Just when she was thinking about whether she could go to Yang Jian and ask him about it, a slave suddenly came to report, "Mistress, Zhou Qingfeng, the manager of the elixir shop, sent someone to say that there is some progress on the Hundred Flowers Wine that Mistress wants. He wants to invite Mistress to show her skills."
"What?" Hearing Zhou Qingfeng's name, Abahai was angry and angry, "That dog of a slave still dares to come to me?"
These days, Abahai and Zhou Qingfeng had a close relationship. Except for a few personal maids who knew something strange, the other slaves all thought that Zhou Qingfeng was favored. But listening to Abahai's tone, the situation did not seem right.
What Hundred Flowers Wine? He clearly sent someone to call me over. That bastard really thinks he's a master. Abahai was so angry that her head was about to explode. Seeing her unhappy face, the servants below hurriedly said that they wanted to reject this matter.
"Reject it for what? You lowly slaves, now you dare to make decisions for me. "Abahai reprimanded them for no reason and ordered," Call Daer Han here. "
After a while, a strong middle-aged man walked to the door of Abahai's room and bowed, "Mistress, are you looking for me?"
Daer Han was a guard that Abahai brought over from the Ula tribe. He was a slave of her father, Man Tai. Like her personal maids, Daer Han was the most trustworthy person. The situation was complicated, so Abahai could only dismiss the servants and beckoned Daer Han to her side. She said in a low voice, "Mistress, I've been assassinated."
Daer Han immediately became angry and said angrily, "Who has the guts to do this? I'll go and avenge Mistress. "
"This is not easy. I've been poisoned. The person who poisoned me is in the city, so it's easy to catch him. But if I can't find the antidote, I'll die too. "Abahai sighed. She didn't want to talk about insects right now. Mentioning it made her feel uncomfortable. "The other party wants to force me to submit. I didn't even tell the Khan about this, afraid that it would alarm them. I can only rely on you to help me now. "
Daer Han was even more shocked, "Who is this person? How could he be so vicious? "
"It's Gu Yuanwei's disciple called Zhou Qingfeng, he …" Abahai wanted to say 'that kid is actually an adult', but when she thought about how she was bullied by Zhou Qingfeng that night, she could only change her words, "He's quite capable. The assassin from two days ago was with him. He probably came to our Hetuala for some other reason. I'm under his control right now, so I don't dare to touch him. "
Daer Han was also very anxious about his mistress's safety. The first thing he could think of was to immediately report this to Nurhachi, but if Nurhachi found out, Zhou Qingfeng and the others would definitely die, but Abahai might not survive.
Daer Han was from the Ula tribe, so his wealth depended on Abahai. He didn't dare to make a rash decision, so he could only ask Abahai, "Mistress, what do you want this servant to do?"
"It's not convenient for me to leave the Han palace right now. Go see that bastard Zhou Qingfeng on my behalf. Ask him what he wants. If it's not too excessive, then agree to it. At least get rid of the poison in my body, then we'll deal with him later. "Abahai said with a sullen face," Remember, don't let anyone else know about this. If it's not done well, I'll lose my life. "
"This servant understands." Daer Han knew the gravity of the matter, and thought that this was the safest way. "I'll go find him now."
Daer Han came out of the Han palace, feeling that he had a heavy responsibility on his shoulders, so he hurriedly went to the 'pill shop' to find Zhou Qingfeng. The 'pill shop' was in the final stages of renovation, and the courtyard was not yet tidied up. Zhou Qingfeng acted like a little adult. On the surface, he was supervising them, but in reality, he was preventing these craftsmen from accidentally discovering Yuan Qingying and Ye Na hiding in the wall.
When Daer Han saw Zhou Qingfeng, his face was full of anger. In a stiff tone, he announced that he was sent by the Grand Concubine and wanted to talk to Zhou Qingfeng. Zhou Qingfeng had just gone to Chu Ying's prison last night, but he wasn't confident that he could control that beast-like fellow. After sleeping for a night, he wondered if he could borrow Abahai's tiger skin.
"Come, come, come. Uncle Daer Han, please come in." Zhou Qingfeng was a little surprised that Abahai sent someone else. He let the craftsmen working in the 'pill shop' go eat first, and led Daer Han into the house.
When there was no one around, Daer Han asked impatiently, "Kid, what do you want to do in Jianzhou? What do you get out of harming our Grand Concubine? "
"Hahaha … I'm from the Daming's Imperial Secret Service. This time, I came under the emperor's order to change Jianzhou's ruler." Zhou Qingfeng said 'honestly'.
"What?" Daer Han didn't think that Zhou Qingfeng would suddenly use such a tiger skin.
"For the past 30 years, your Jianzhou has not listened to the imperial court's orders. You've been squatting outside the Liaodong border to form your own country. Two years ago, the emperor had a dream. He dreamt that a foreign woman rode a horse and stabbed him with a spear. The senior minister of the imperial court, Jie Meng, said that Nurhaci wanted to seize the Great Ming's rivers and mountains, so he sent us, master and disciples, to pretend to betray the Great Ming to eliminate Nurhaci and establish a new Jianzhou Master. "
Zhou Qingfeng shook his head. He suddenly felt that this story he made up was very logical. Gu Yuanwei was from the East Faction Guards, but he ran to Liaodong to join the Jurchen barbarians. At first, it seemed like a good thing, but after thinking about it … Daer Han couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.
Knowing that this order came from Emperor Daming, Daer Han was so shocked that he fell to the ground. Right now, Nurhachi hadn't rebelled and established the Jin Dynasty yet. The Jurchen still admitted that they were Daming's subordinates and were bound by the Ming Dynasty's conferment.
Most of the Jurchen tribes were controlled by the Ming Dynasty. One of the most important things was the imperial edict policy. Only with an imperial edict could they go to the border to trade. Only through trade could the Jurchen obtain the necessary goods and tools for their daily lives. Without an imperial edict, they couldn't trade and they couldn't survive.
For example, plows used for farming. These things were common to the Han, but to the Jurchen, they had to rely on trade to obtain them. Plows were not only used for farming, but they were also used to obtain iron weapons.
When Nurhachi first established himself, he obtained 30 imperial edicts from the Ming Dynasty. He continuously seized imperial edicts from other Jurchen tribes to expand their trade with the Ming Dynasty. To modern people, this was hard to understand. In fact, it could be seen as some kind of ancient trade embargo and trade license. The Ming Dynasty used this kind of policy to restrict the development of the border tribes.
Thinking of this, Daer Han's heart was in a mess. He really wanted to run to Nurhachi and report this. But Zhou Qingfeng continued, "Daer Han, you don't have to worry too much. We only want to get rid of Nurhachi, not Jianzhou. Without Nurhachi, someone else will naturally take over. Why don't you rely on the new master? "
"New master? Who did you choose to be the new master?"
"Chu Ying."
"What?" Daer Han immediately shook his head like a rattle drum. He waved his hands and said, "No, no, Chu Ying is definitely out of the question. No one in Jianzhou likes this big Bei Lei. His temper is too bad. "
"What if your mistress marries Chu Ying?"
"Ah … This?!"
Daer Han felt that his brain wasn't enough.
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