Daming Zhu Di: Father, why aren't you dead? !

Chapter 250 King Li Chuang: I have a mother-in-law!Damn it!
Chongzhen time and space, Forbidden Fengtian Palace.

As the Immortal Master and Ming Taizu left, the dragon chair in Jinluan Hall was empty.

Among all the emperors and princes of the Zhu family, the only one left now is the blackened Zhu Qizhen.

At this moment, Emperor Tianshun's eyes were calm as usual, without any ripples. He moved slightly and sat down on the dragon chair without any ceremony.

Zhu Youjian is Zhu Qizhen's seventh-generation grandson. He is certainly qualified to sit on the throne of his seventh-generation grandson.

Really have to count.

This is the third time that Zhu Qizhen, the black man, has sat on the dragon chair, which symbolizes the highest power of the Ming Dynasty.

For the first time, he inherited the throne as the crown prince.

For the second time, the throne of Etai Emperor was restored.

The third time, under the orders of the Immortal Master and Emperor Taizu, he took over across time and space.

At the moment, Zhu Qizhen no longer remembers the feeling of sitting on the Dragon Throne for the first time. After all, he was still too young at that time. At that time, he was just curious as to why so many people knelt and kowtowed in front of him.

When he ascended the throne for the second time, he was filled with endless excitement and the pleasure of having to hold back for so many years and finally stand up and start singing.

But now.

Sitting on this dragon chair for the third time, Zhu Qizhen glanced at the group of anxious Chongzhen courtiers, his highness, with indifferent eyes and no change in his mood.

"Long live my emperor! Long live! Long live!"

The civil and military officials in the palace only hesitated for a moment after seeing Zhu Qizhen sitting on the dragon chair that originally belonged to Zhu Youjian, and then they knelt down to pay homage.

This Donglin Party, which only knows how to make money, has always been the most aware of current affairs.

not to mention.

At a glance, the left and right sides of Fengtian Hall were full of guards in brocade robes carrying swords. It would be a mistake to disobey.

The civil and military officials in the hall, such as Zhou Yanru, the chief minister of the cabinet, and Chen Xinjia, the minister of war, were all speculating about one thing.

Which of the ancestors of the Ming Dynasty is the man sitting on the dragon throne who has replaced Emperor Chongzhen now?
My heart is beating a drum.

Everyone is a scholar and has a rich historical background. These people are very clear about the temperaments of the ancestors of the Ming Dynasty. They understand which ones are easy to fool and which are not.

Facing these courtiers kneeling down to worship, Zhu Qizhen's eyes were clear. He understood his mission on this trip. He was not here to play on behalf of Chongzhen, but to serve the Immortal Master and Emperor Taizu. To lay a solid foundation for Chongzhen and Ming Dynasty.

The first step in laying a solid foundation is undoubtedly two words: making money.

Make money, make money, make money.

Zhu Qizhen was extremely impressed by these two words, and Master Xian had emphasized them repeatedly in the first class.

"I am Zhu Qizhen."

As soon as this word comes out.

In an instant, the Chongzhen civil and military group in the hall were all stunned at first, and then many people silently breathed a sigh of relief, and even grinned.

'It turns out to be Baozong! '

This group of people glanced at each other several times in private, and the expressions in their eyes were all relaxed.

What happened during the Zhengtong and Tianshun years passed through the minds of these people like endorsements.

In their view, Emperor Yingzong, who had been sent to study in Wala by the government and was imprisoned in Nangong for several years by Emperor Jingtai, had no higher resistance to deception than Emperor Chongzhen.

After all, even Yu Qian could be fooled into killing him.

This makes all the Donglin Party members full of confidence.

"Master Chief Assistant, who is that person in the Jinluan Palace?"

After these Donglin Party members were relieved about the man on the dragon throne, their eyes fell on Wang Yangming again.

For a while, a low humming sound continued.

now.

on the dragon chair.

Zhu Qizhen tapped the armrest of the dragon chair with his finger and looked at Wang Shouren.

The following specific matters of the Chongzhen Dynasty had to be arranged and implemented by Wang Yangming personally.

"Teacher, I'm in trouble."

As Zhu Qizhen said something.

In an instant.

The buzzing civil and military discussions in the hall were all silent, and everyone pricked up their ears to listen.

"Effective immediately, Wang Shouren will be the chief assistant of the cabinet."

The voice fell.

Om~!

This group of Donglin Party members all had their heads buzzing and their hearts pounding.

Wang Shouren? WTF? !
Everyone looked at Wang Yangming with their pupils shrinking sharply.

The founder of mind science? !

"Other."

"In the current national crisis, all ministers should donate money to help."

Before the Donglin Party could recover from the words Wang Yangming, Zhu Qizhen's words started again.

'? ? ? ? ? ? '

The expressions of these Donglin Party members suddenly changed, and the first thought that came to their mind was.

Donate money? !
impossible!
Absolutely impossible!
If you want money or not, you need a life!
Immediately afterwards, I saw a fat middle-aged and elderly man in a python robe among the class train. He resolutely stood up first with an upright look on his face.

This person was none other than Zhou Kui, the Zuo Dudu of the Chongzhen Dynasty, the Crown Prince's Grand Master, the Marquis of Jiading, the abbot of the current dynasty, and Chongzhen's father-in-law.

"Your Majesty Yingzong, as ministers of the Ming Dynasty, we have received the favor of the Emperor of Heaven."

"It is difficult for the country to lose wealth in today's world. This is actually the duty of ministers."

"My minister, Zhou Kui, is willing to make the first donation."

Say it.

Under the astonished gazes of all the Donglin Party members, Zhou Kui, the father-in-law of the country, opened his chubby, folded left hand.

'5 taels? ! '

Chongzhen's courtiers were shocked when they saw this "five".

After all, the father-in-law is notoriously stingy, and now he is willing to donate so much. The sun is rising in the south?
"I am willing to donate five years of salary! To set an example for all ministers!"

The voice fell.

These Donglin Party members almost laughed out loud.

This sentence is no different from slapping Zhu Qizhen in the face in public.

The Ming Dynasty is famous for its low official salary. Even the salary of a first-class official is only a thousand taels of silver in five years. You, a father-in-law with a family fortune of millions of silver, have the nerve to give it?

However, at this time, Zhou Kui showed a look of pain on his face.

"Although I am the head of the country, I have always been loyal to the public and do not dare to take advantage of the people. These more than a thousand taels of silver are already [-]% of the silver of my family. Please do not refuse, Your Majesty Yingzong!"

As he spoke, Zhou Kui knelt down and burst into tears from his own emotions.

despair.

And right now.

Zhu Qizhen stood up on the dragon throne.

In an instant, the eyes of the courtiers, especially the Donglin Party, were all focused on the Emperor Yingzong. They were all curious about what he was going to do. Could it be that Emperor Yingzong was deceived?

Click, click, click.

Regular and peaceful footsteps sounded in the silent Fengtian Hall.

I saw Zhu Qizhen walking down the Jinluan Hall step by step.

'What exactly is Emperor Yingzong going to do? '

Just when all the courtiers were suspicious, Zhu Qizhen had already walked among the courtiers and stood in front of Zhou Kui who was kneeling on the ground.

"Your Majesty Yingzong..."

Old Zhou Kui burst into tears and raised his head moved by himself.

In his opinion, the time for Emperor Yingzong to praise him is coming soon. As the head of the state, he must have made a good start and should be set up as a role model!
This fat head has just been raised.

puff.

As the sword light passed by, a big fat head rolled to the ground, and the scarlet blood gushed out from the neck, stimulating the nerves and breath of everyone present.

Those with poor mental ability would vomit immediately on the spot.

Zhou Kui's pig-like head fell to the ground, grunted a few times and then stopped. His eyes stared at the top of Fengtian Palace with wide eyes.

Until his death, he never imagined that Emperor Yingzong would actually chop himself down!
Why are you so cruel?

and!This, this is completely inconsistent with the process!
If the emperor kills his ministers, then he must first be imprisoned, and then imprisoned for at least ten days and a half, and finally he can find a reasonable reason to kill him. How can he be so hasty? !

Even the court battles usually take place outside the Meridian Gate, how can you still kill the head of state in the palace!
Zhou Kui couldn't figure out this problem in this life, and he could only leave it to him to continue thinking about it in the next life.

bang.

Zhu Qizhen didn't even look at Zhou Kui's body, and threw the machete dripping with blood in front of the Donglin Party civil servants.

Whoops...!
All the courtiers knelt on the ground.

Especially the core members of the Donglin Party, all of them had their pupils shrinking. None of them expected that the Emperor Yingzong was so ruthless, which was completely different from what was recorded in the history books!

Could it be that after staying in the underworld for more than a hundred years, his temperament has changed? !

Zhu Qizhen's eyes were calm as he scanned the group of Donglin civil servants.

Cutting off a person's head means nothing to him.

I think back then, during the Wanli Liaodong battle, he was carrying two swords and fighting on the battlefield with Huang Taiji. He was a man who even frightened Huang Taiji.

What's more, this is not his time and space. Just let go of your hands and feet and just do it. Anyway, you can pat your butt and be irresponsible.

"I will give you 2000 million yuan in silver within twelve hours."

Say it.

Zhu Qizhen gave Mao Erhu a look.

Erhu fully understood the spirit of leadership, grinned, and immediately pulled out the embroidered spring knife from his waist.

Before he came, he had received the highest instructions from Emperor Taizu Lao Zhu. This business trip across time and space was to behead people. As long as the beheading was beautiful and the performance was good, he would be granted the title of marquis when he returned.

As soon as the cake was drawn, Erhu, who was still a little resentful about the business trip, suddenly became more motivated.

Along with the two tigers who drew their swords, there were hundreds of royal guards in the palace, and the sound of drawing their swords could be heard all the time.

Next, these Hongwu Jinyi guards will personally escort these Donglin courtiers home. At the same time, they will not be allowed to contact anyone on their way home, not even a retainer.

And in just a few moments of burning incense, the three thousand Jinyi guards who came from Hongwu have blocked the nine gates of the capital, and have successively settled in the residences of each of these Donglin courtiers, cordially and friendly with their families. Say hello.

Zhu Qizhen did not find out the amount of money donated at once, but only 2000 million.

There is time.

No hurry, take your time.

After all, copying too much at once can easily lead to trouble. The sinister Yangming Daisheng needs to be given a little time to deal with the affairs of governors across the country.

I believe that this small problem is not a difficult problem for the sinister Wang Shengren.

"The four of you stay." "The rest will disperse."

Zhu Qizhen slowly walked back to the Jinluan Hall and sat down on the dragon chair.

And these courtiers from the Chongzhen time and space, all with heavy thoughts, exited the Fengtian Palace one after another under the protection of the heads of the Jinyi Guards.

The reason why Zhu Qizhen kept Sun Chengzong, Lu Xiangsheng, Sun Chuanting and Mao Wenlong was because Wang Yangming had to explain some things to these four people next, such as raising three new armies and so on.

In troubled times, what is money used for?
Of course it's military spending.

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at the same time.

In the same time and space of Chongzhen, Luoyang, Prince Fu's Mansion.

of course.

There is no fat pig Fuwang in the Fuwang Mansion now. The Fuwang now has been shared by all people, digested by the stomach and intestines, has been excreted in the large and small intestines, and has become one of the nutrients of nature. This can also be regarded as some form of burial. install.

Inside the palace, there is Fulu Hall.

This is the place where Zhu Changxun, the former Fu King, ate every day. Facing the south in the center of Fulu Hall, there is a huge sterling silver crescent table with a width of [-] feet. This is the table where Fu King Zhu Changxun used to eat on weekdays. The bowls and chopsticks are placed on it. They are all made of pure gold.

As the fattest and most extravagant vassal king in the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Changxun's meals must not be sloppy, but must be of high quality. A daily meal must start with a hundred dishes, and the ingredients used must be of the best quality, such as a dish To simply stir-fry cabbage, only eat the tenderest piece of cabbage. Every time Zhu Changxun stir-fries a plate of cabbage, hundreds of cabbages will be wasted.

This operation is similar to Nian Gengyao's stir-fried pork.

And this moment.

Just on this crescent silver table, there was a plate of spicy stir-fried Chinese cabbage with pork belly, a pile of pickles and a bowl of white porridge. Other than that, there were no other side dishes.

The man with high cheekbones, deep cheekbones, narrow eyes and nose, was squatting on the main seat of the crescent silver table, greedily slurping the white porridge in the bowl.

This person is none other than Huang Lai'er, the man of the day, and Li Zicheng, the second-generation king of intrusion.

Huang Lai'er's left eye was bound with special silk.

It's not that he is handsome, but that he is blind.

After Li Zicheng captured Luoyang and stewed King Fu, he saw that the Ming Dynasty's deputy commander of Kaifeng sent troops to rescue, and the city of Kaifeng was depleted of troops, so he led his troops to attack Kaifeng day and night. This was the beginning of the first of Li Zicheng's three sieges of Kaifeng.

It's just that in this battle, King Li Chuang was really unlucky. He was a bit unlucky. When he was surveying the situation under the city, he was shot in the left eye by a hidden arrow, and he became the one-eyed King Chuang ever since.

Just at the beginning of this year, Li Zicheng had just surrounded Kaifeng with an army of 40, but the result still ended in failure. Instead, he led his army to attack Xiangcheng and killed Wang Qionian, the governor of the Ming Dynasty.

At the same time, a large-scale raid on all the cities around Kaifeng began, trying to cut off all supply routes that Kaifeng could get, and it was bound to turn Kaifeng into an isolated city.

It was precisely because Li Zicheng was preparing to launch the third siege of Kaifeng that Chongzhen hurriedly released Sun Chuanting from prison and asked Sun Chuanting to take over the position of governor of the three sides.

Kaifeng is the capital of Henan Chengxuan Government Envoy Department. As long as Kaifeng is captured, all the land in Henan will belong to King Chuang.

Therefore, no matter what the price, Li Zicheng had to Kaifeng, and Chongzhen must not lose Kaifeng.

Because once the Ming court loses Kaifeng, Li Zicheng's rebel army can march straight into the capital, and there will no longer be any danger to defend.

Therefore, later generations have the saying "the death of Chuan Ting and the death of Ming Dynasty".

Because Sun Chuanting's death meant that the land of Henan was completely returned to King Chuang.

And this moment.

There were three other people sitting on the left, right and opposite sides of King Chuang Li Zicheng.

The man on the left has a fair face, a goatee, and elegant Confucian robes. He looks like a great Confucian of the generation. This man was Niu Jinxing, the first literary worker under Li Zicheng, and later the Prime Minister of Dashun Zuo.

The one on the right with two mustaches is slightly dark, thin and short in stature. He is wearing a seven-star magic robe and looks like a charlatan. This person's name is Song Xiance and he is the first military advisor under King Chuang. He is also nicknamed "Song Shorty". Li Zicheng After the founding of the country, Song Xiance was granted the title of founding military advisor.

Opposite Li Zicheng, there was a strong, dark and honest-looking man, wearing a battle armor, squatting on a chair and slurping porridge. This was the second-ranking figure in Li Zicheng's army, Liu Zongmin, the fierce general's confidant.

Li Zicheng’s current team is the only one.

To be honest, he looks very much like Lao Zhu who started his business back then.

Divide these three people functionally.

Niu Jinxing corresponds to Li Shanchang, Song Xiance corresponds to Liu Bowen, and Liu Zongmin corresponds to Xu Da. They can all be played repeatedly.

of course.

In terms of ability.

Niu Jinxing is not necessarily inferior to Li Shanchang, Song Xiance is definitely inferior to Liu Bowen, and Liu Zongmin is even more incomparable to Xu Da, the first god of war who founded the Ming Dynasty.

"Your Majesty, Luo Rucai has repeatedly disobeyed orders. If this continues, it may become a serious problem. We should get rid of it as soon as possible."

Niu Jinxing frowned and said in a solemn voice.

Luo Rucai, one of the thirteen rebel families, was at the same level as Li Zicheng and Zhang Xianzhong at the time, and now he is temporarily under Li Zicheng's command.

Hearing this, Li Zicheng did not express his position immediately, but continued to drink the porridge from the bowl. His remaining right eye glanced at Song Xiance, who was sitting on the right.

"What do the military advisors think?"

Song Xiance chuckled, raised his hand and pinched his mustache on the left side.

"Luo Rucai is cunning and capricious. He was forced to expel Zhang Xianzhong because of his disagreement with Zhang Xianzhong, so he had no choice but to seek refuge with the king. Once his wings are full, he will definitely seek independence again."

"Of course, the king is currently gaining momentum and it is a critical period for the rebel army. The tens of thousands of people under Luo Rucai cannot be in chaos."

"My suggestion is to hold off on Luo Rucai until our army successfully captures Kaifeng before planning to eliminate him."

heard.

Li Zicheng smiled.

"Well, I've heard about it a long time ago. Many people outside call this Luo Rucai Cao Cao."

"Since you two see it this way, let's let Luo Caocao's head hang around his neck for a while longer, and we'll discuss it later after we capture Kaifeng."

then.

Li Zicheng put the bowl in his hand on the table and looked at Liu Zongmin, who was squatting opposite and concentrating on porridge.

"Jixuan, after drinking this bowl of porridge, you immediately go to marshal the army and wipe out all the cities around Kaifeng. No matter what method you use, you will definitely cut off all support for Kaifeng."

As soon as he slapped the table, Wang Li Chuang was filled with pride.

"Next month, my measurements will be unsealed!"

The voice fell.

Liu Zongmin, who seemed to be an honest man, stopped drinking porridge. He put his bowl on the table, wiped his mouth with his hand, then wiped it on his body, stood up and went out.

Act vigorously and resolutely, resolutely execute leadership orders, and implement the spirit of leadership instructions.

Just do it and never delay.

Liu Zongmin was born as poor as Li Zicheng. His father was forced to commit suicide by government taxes, and his mother became a beggar and starved to death. He was adopted by his uncle. At the age of [-] or [-], he entered the society, studied under a teacher, and became a glorious blacksmith. He was skilled in blacksmithing skills. Famous far and wide, he joined the rebel army when Li Zicheng led his army to Lantian, Shaanxi Province. Over the past ten years, he has repeatedly made extraordinary achievements and gradually became Li Zicheng's number one confidant.

In the 13th year of Chongzhen's reign, Li Zicheng was trapped in the mountains in the belly of the fish by the Ming army. In order to express his determination to follow Li Zicheng and swear to live and die with Mr. Li no matter what the situation, Liu Zongmin killed his two wives with his own hands.

Killing his wife proves that he is truly a ruthless person.

After Liu Zongmin left.

Niu Jinxing also stood up one after another and saluted Li Zicheng, who was squatting on the chair and continuing to chat about porridge.

"Your Majesty, I still have some paperwork to deal with, so I'll leave now."

Li Zicheng just buried his head in talking about the porridge and nodded. Niu Jinxing turned around and left Fulu Hall.

"What else is there for the military division?"

Li Zicheng looked at Song Xiance, who was still sitting on his right.

At this moment, Shorty Song was frowning, as if something important had happened.

"Your Majesty, I always feel that there is someone else in this room."

After saying this, Song Dwarf looked forward, his brows furrowing tighter and tighter.

Hearing this, Li Zicheng chuckled.

Then he picked up the bowl of porridge, slurped it all in one breath, licked it around the edge of the bowl habitually, and smashed it in his mouth a few times.

A poor boy from a poor family, he has been afraid of hunger since he was a child.

"I've heard a long time ago that military advisors have knowledge of heaven, earth, ghosts and gods, and can predict good and bad luck."

"Why, is there a ghost in this Fulu Hall?"

After finishing his words, Shorty Song also raised his brows, smiled and shook his head.

"The king is joking, there are no ghosts and gods in the world, they are just the illusions of the world."

Li Zicheng put down the bowl in his hand, which was smoother than a monk's head, wiped his mouth, stood up and laughed.

"It doesn't matter if he is a human or a ghost."

"If it's a human, let him chop it down. If it's a ghost, let him kill it!"

Shorty Song quickly stood up and laughed with him.

"The king is so majestic that there is nothing to fear from ghosts and gods."

"I still have some matters to deal with in the army, so I will retire first."

Li Zicheng waved his hand, Song Chaozi saluted again, turned around and walked towards the gate of Fulu Hall.

Of course.

When Shorty Song reached the threshold, he inexplicably looked back at the Crescent Table, frowned, and then finally stepped out of the threshold and left.

"Brother, is it possible that this dwarf really counts our existence?"

"Is this dwarf better than Liu Bowen?"

At this moment, on the left side of the crescent table, Lao Zhu looked at the short back of Song Xiance leaving and asked with interest.

"In our opinion, this dwarf magician is just talking nonsense, trying to gain some ground in front of his master."

"How can a mere mortal be able to decipher my brother's magic?"

Ji Boying also glanced at Song Dwarf, but did not comment on Lao Zhu's words.

In this world, there is a type of people who divine fortune and misfortune and spy on heavenly secrets. They are called warlocks.

For example, Liu Bowen, Song Xiance, Yuan Tiangang of Tang Dynasty, Zhuge Kongming of Han Dynasty, etc.

Ji Boying didn't know whether this kung fu was real or fake, and he didn't intend to think deeply about it. This kind of question about thinking about gods was not something that a god like him could easily understand.

Just like Yu Hua cannot answer the reading comprehension of his own article.

'untie. '

With a word in his mind, the invisibility function was instantly unlocked.

Li Chuangwang, who was squatting back on the chair and preparing to eat the last bit of pickles, suddenly shrank his eyes, and then bounced up on the spot like an orange cat with exploded fur.

"My dear mother!"

"Ghost...!"

Ji Boying and Lao Zhu were stunned.

'It doesn't matter if he is a human or a ghost. '

'If it's a human, let him chop it down. If it's a ghost, let him kill it!' '

Huang Lai'er's domineering words still ring in his ears.

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