The early morning light shone into the big tent. Daishan was wearing a thick cloak, his body was curled up, and he looked more and more old against the background of his gray beard. When Dorgon turned away the crowd and said what he was thinking, he did not pretend to be surprised, but just He repeated it with a long sigh and a hint of relief....
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