golden scales

In Kunning Palace, Zhou Hou already knew about the fall of Changping, and hugged and wept with her daughter. Concubine Yuan has no children, she just watched from the sidelines and wiped her tears.

"Your Majesty?" Zhou Hou heard a rush of footsteps, looked up and saw her husband was holding a blood-dripping long sword, looking at his mother and daughter with bloodshot eyes, and understood in his heart.

"As the mother of the country, I can't be humiliated. I have already prepared a three-foot white silk." Zhou Hou hurriedly got up to block her daughter: "Kun Xing is still young, so send it back to Jiading Bo." Although the relationship between father and daughter has become much colder, he is still Aimee Zhu's grandfather after all.

"Who made her born in Tian's family!" Chongzhen roared sadly, the long sword in his hand trembling uncontrollably, tears washed away the blood stains on his face, leaving two distinct marks.

"Kunxing!" Zhou Hou turned around and held her daughter tightly in her arms.

Chongzhen recalled the family love in the past, staggered, walked forward, and said softly: "Soon...it won't hurt..."

"Your Majesty!" Concubine Yuan stepped forward and knelt down in front of Chongzhen: "Please forgive my concubine for taking the first step." After saying that, she slammed her sword.

Chongzhen watched his favorite concubine bump into the long sword dumbly, and said in his mouth: "Okay, you go first, and I will come later."

Auntie Zhu's eyes widened in fright, and she couldn't even scream.

In the momentary silence, the sound of iron armor rubbing came from outside Kunning Palace.

Chongzhen sadly said: "The intruder has already entered the city!"

"Father! My son is back!"

Zhu Cihong was still outside the door, but the voice had already come in.

Chongzhen was stunned, with a look of sadness on his face again, he threw the sword heavily on the ground, turned his head and shouted outward: "What are you doing back here!"

Zhu Cihong rushed in three steps at a time, seeing Concubine Yuan lying on the ground, and quickly called the doctor in green shirt behind him to come in.He had talked to Shen Tingyang in the outer mansion of the East Palace before, and when he heard that Changping had fallen, he hurried to the palace, but in the end he was still a step behind.

Zhou Hou saw that the eldest son was dressed in iron armor and a bright helmet, with a majestic appearance. Seeing that he was much taller and stronger than when he left the palace, he felt sad and happy.She let go of her daughter, hugged her, and burst into tears: "It's okay, our family is finally together."

"Father, mother and queen." Zhu Cihong let his mother hug him, and said to Chongzhen: "My minister came just in time, please come out of the palace quickly with my father and queen mother."

Chongzhen sadly said: "When the king dies in Sheji, I will definitely not leave. If you can leave, go to Nanjing to succeed."

Zhu Cilang smiled and said: "Father is wise, but he was misunderstood by the ministers. Isn't it obvious that my son will be entrapped by those civil and military mediocrities when he goes to Nanjing? Father, my son has already disembarked from the sea ship in Tianjin Weibei, and the Ming Dynasty is not yet alive. At the end of the day, it is still necessary for the father to take charge of the universe and restore the ancestral business."

Seeing this situation, Zhou Hou quickly persuaded: "Your Majesty! I didn't leave before to guard the ancestral mausoleum. If I don't leave now, I'm afraid there will be no more incense in the ancestral temple!"

"As the emperor, if I abandon the country today, what face do I have to ask the ministers to stick to their promises!" Chongzhen stomped his feet: "You go! Only on this death day can I not shame my ancestors .”

"Father, if this is the case, please forgive my son and minister for being rude." After Zhu Cihong gently comforted his mother, he bowed to Chongzhen: "Father must leave today."

"Are you going to ruin my reputation!" Chongzhen stared at Zhu Cihong.

"This is a rebellion, and my son wants to make a military remonstrance!" Zhu Cihong had already sent out the signal of military remonstrance before Chongzhen could react.

The guards of the East Palace under Xiao Mo and She An rushed in, stepped forward to support Chongzhen: "Your Majesty, the matter is urgent, the car is ready." After saying that, he drove Chongzhen out of the palace without any explanation.

Chongzhen didn't react until the door, but he couldn't break free, so he could only let these two strong men "send" him into the carriage.The inside of the carriage has been remodeled, the six sides are covered with thick quilts, the wine is filled with skins, and the meat is wrapped in oiled paper. There is not even a bone in the meat, and there is not an inch of hard objects. Chongzhen will never be allowed to commit suicide.

Seeing such a thorough arrangement, Chongzhen naturally knew that his son was not preparing hastily, and suddenly felt a little lost: his son has grown up... Then he felt relieved, as if he really believed that his son could turn the tide.

Zhu Cilang sent Zhou Hou and Kun Xing to another carriage, and said comfortingly: "Mother, my son has a perfect plan, and my Ming Dynasty will never perish just like this."

"Swords and guns have no eyes, my son be careful." Zhou Hou stroking Zhu Cihong's face, with tears in his eyes, advised softly.

Zhu Cihong went away in response, and ordered people to drive the car out from the side gate of the Forbidden City.That day, the ministers Nan Xing discussed so many matters such as guards, palaces, food and grass, etc., but now they can be solved with just a carriage, which undoubtedly gave those theorists a slap in the face.

Liu Ruoyu also entered the palace, found Zhu Cihong and said, "Your Highness, just now Wang Cheng'en came to report that the bandits in the city sent Du Xun, the former supervisor of Xuanfu, into the city, and wanted to negotiate peace with the imperial court."

"Talk to him." Zhu Cihong said: "Others hurry up and ship out the national treasures of seals and ancestral temples, and you will check them yourself by number."

Liu Ruoyu nodded yes, turned around and left.

"Riding a horse!" Zhu Cihong shouted: "All officials are forbidden to ride a horse!"

The palace is so big, how much time would it take to run around and do things?And now the most lacking is time.

Liu Ruoyu had already numbered and cataloged the items needed to maintain the imperial court and the inner court one by one, and clearly wrote down who was in charge of what.Even the retreat route of the internal officials had been rehearsed, and an orderly team was soon formed in the palace.Seeing that the team was neat and tidy, many fleeing palace people leaned over unconsciously, thinking that the emperor was about to leave the palace south.

Liu Ruoyu was also not polite to them and ordered them to carry some heavy objects.

Zhu Cihong got the jade seal from the female officer in the inner palace, returned to the Wuying Hall, quickly stepped onto the throne, and said to the astonished Hou Fangyu below: "Drafting, Wu Sangui is made the king of Guangning, and the distance from Shanhaiguan to Guangning is three hundred miles away. Ningguo, follow North Korea's example!"

Hou Fangyu had prepared the paper, ink, pen and inkstone long ago, and he couldn't help being frightened at this moment: "Your Highness! This is..."

"This is the imperial decree!" Zhu Cihong lifted his chin: "Let the Wu clan protect this country forever."

Hou Fangyu has always used Wu Weiye as a lesson from the past, and he did not dare to violate Zhu Cihong's intention at all, so he wrote it flamboyantly.After all, he is a talented scholar from the south of the Yangtze River. A beautiful imperial edict is written in a simple and elegant way, without adding any points.That's why he missed his father, and he wondered if the guards of the Eastern Palace had gone to the prison to rescue his father.

Zhu Cihong only brought a team of masters from Min Zhanlian to Beijing to protect his own safety.Afterwards, there was a full thousand headquarters sneaking into the capital, which was the Qian headquarters of the Zuo Army led by Xiao Mo.Immediately after they entered the city, they went to various places, retrieved the cash and important figures from the East Palace treasury, and escorted them out of Beijing.Another team of scribes, headed by Hou Fangyu, followed Zhu Cihong and drafted documents at any time.

In addition to the imperial edict conferring Wu Sangui as king, there is also the edict to pardon the civil and military ministers during the Chongzhen period, and the imperial edict ordering the civil and military officials to go south to accompany them.As for many documents for dispatching troops, because they don't need brilliant words, they are handed over to other secretaries. For a while, the fragrance of ink overflows in the Hall of Martial Arts, rustling into rhyme.

"Minister Shen Tingyang pays homage to His Highness." After finishing the last wave of personnel affairs, Shen Tingyang entered the palace to meet Zhu Cihong.

"It's really a great honor for Ming Dynasty to have the help of Lord Wumei this time." Zhu Cihong greeted him personally.

During the days when he was marching and fighting outside, no one in Beijing was in charge of the overall situation.Liu Ruoyu was able to arrange the palace safely, but there was nothing he could do in the outer court.Although all the ministers are also inclined to the prince, they will never rush for the prince's affairs, at most they will give some convenience in secret.

It all depends on Shen Tingyang's dedication to transport [-] craftsmen to Shandong in batches.Because at the beginning it was said to be resettled in the south of the Yangtze River, Shen Tingyang had already set up many Zhuangzi in the south of the Yangtze River. As a result, Zhu Cihong moved to Shandong. Shen Tingyang paid for it himself, found a lot of land in Shandong, transported people there, and even used it for resettlement. All the silver is Shen Tingyang's ancestral property.

"It's really a loyal and capable official!" Zhu Cihong held Shen Tingyang's arm: "Your Majesty has already passed away, and this is the last batch."

Shen Tingyang said: "Your Highness, during the Japanese Invasion in Renchen, the imperial court set up shops for bows, crossbows and arrows, gunpowder and artillery iron shops in Tianjin. It would be a pity if these craftsmen abandoned them. I would like to spend all my wealth and send them to Deng Lai."

Zhu Cihong was overjoyed: "I've been thinking about this for a long time, but I'm just afraid of embarrassing Mr. Wumei." You must put pressure on your subordinates, but it can't be too much pressure, otherwise it is likely to dampen your enthusiasm for doing things, and even the things you can do well. I can't do it anymore.Shen Tingyang was able to bring it up by himself, and it must have been too much.

"I'm afraid they won't leave." Shen Tingyang said.

The craftsmen in the capital are all registered slave labor, which is equivalent to the private property of the emperor's family.Those craftsmen in Tianjin are all Communists, and no one can force them.

In theory, no one can force it. Generally speaking, when people see two things, there is always room for negotiation.

One is silver.

The second is knives and guns.

Zhu Cihong has both.

Shen Tingyang took the order to go out, and with him there was an imperial decree ordering the guards in Tianjin to recruit craftsmen.Zhu Cilang looked at a Daoming Huang imperial decree, held the imperial seal in his hand, and personally sealed the bell, and finally had the feeling of returning to the control of the past.Although he still didn't think about how to communicate with his emperor's father, it was his plan to never give up the power in his hands.

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"As long as Zhu's family is willing to abdicate, my emperor would like to make his eldest son Zhu Cihong the king of Song, following the practices of Qi and Song, and inheriting the lineage." Du Xun boldly read out Li Zicheng's conditions, and explained to Wang Cheng'en: "The holy emperor is benevolent and generous. If Zhu Shi abdicates, he must treat Zhu Shi well, no matter what, the Zhu family is also the heavenly family for 300 years in Taiping."

Wang Chengen knew that Ouchi was already moving, and his task was to procrastinate for a while, so he hummed and asked, "What about King Ding and King Yong?"

Du Xun replied: "All are dukes."

"Where's Princess Kunxing?"

"Send her out of the palace as a princess gift."

"Hmm..." Wang Chengen was silent for a long time, and said: "Let's wait for our family to ask His Majesty what he means?" (To be continued.)