Black clouds filled the entire sky, gusts of wind blew violently, and the oppressive air made people seem to be breathless, as if a rainstorm was coming.

In the Qianqing Palace, Chongzhen, who had been tired for several days, finally fell asleep quietly, and the wind outside the hall blew the curtains in the hall and rustled, "It's raining! It's raining!" Suddenly Chongzhen, who was asleep, suddenly woke up, rushed to the door of the palace, opened it in a hurry, looked at the weather outside the house, and shouted loudly, "It's raining! It's going to rain!"

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!" outside the palace, Zhou Yanru, Yang Sichang and others led a large group of ministers to all kneel down in front of the palace and cry loudly, "Oh no! No! Fengyang has been attacked by thieves!"

"What!" Chongzhen didn't stand firm for a while, and fell backwards suddenly, so frightened that Zhou Yanru, Yang Sichang and others knelt on their stomachs and hugged Chongzhen for a while.

On the dragon bed, Empress Zhang and Empress Zhou waited anxiously, and a large number of ministers knelt under the bed, all silently waiting for the emperor to wake up.

"Wake up, wake up, the emperor is awake!" Wang Chengen's hoarse voice was a little excited.

"Your Majesty!" Empress Zhang hurriedly clenched Chongzhen's hand.

"Imperial sister-in-law, I'm not filial! " Seeing Empress Zhang, Chongzhen was in pain, holding Empress Zhang's hand and not letting go.

"Your Majesty, the Ming Dynasty is unfortunate, the country is unfortunate!" Empress Zhang also looked pained.

In the Daming Taimiao, dozens of ministers were already kneeling down in plain clothes, and the sound of crying resounded throughout the Taimiao.

"Your Majesty!" Wang Chengen and Empress Zhang supported Chongzhen and walked forward cautiously. Seeing the portrait of Taizu hanging in the center, Chongzhen suddenly rushed over and knelt on the ground, "Taizu, the minister Zhu Youzhen is not filial, the temple is unlucky, disturbing the heroic spirits of the ancestors, the minister is not filial!

"Your Majesty!" Wang Chengen hurriedly helped Chongzhen up and sat down.

"Yang Sichang, let's make an announcement!" Chongzhen suddenly shouted.

"The minister obeys the order!" Yang Sichang quickly stood up, took out a holy decree from his hand, and read it aloud, "The Central Plains is anti-people and rebellious to the imperial court, and it is becoming more and more rampant. Trapping the holy capital of Fengyang, destroying the ancestral tombs, causing the emperor to be restless, and the people of Li to suffer, this hatred and hatred are not shared. After investigation, many ministers left their posts without permission in this disaster, and their sins were unforgivable. The governor of Fengyang, Yang Yipeng, the inspector Wu Zhenying, the prison official Wu Yubin, and the deputy general Liu Mingyuan were immediately beheaded.

Some guards had already stepped forward and dragged away the convicted ministers one by one, begging for mercy one after another.

"The emperor is sage!" the ministers below hurriedly thanked him.

Chongzhen stood up: "It has not rained for more than 100 days since the beginning of spring, and yesterday was the Qingming Festival, and finally there was a heavy rain, but is that rain? Is that rain? That is the tears of the ancestors and the ancestors, and the blood of the ancestors and the ancestors! From now on, the Central Plains Liukou will not be extinguished for a day, and I will not remove my filial piety clothes for a day." Chongzhen excitedly pointed to the portraits of the ancestors on the wall and scolded loudly, and the ministers below did not dare to speak out at all.

"Wang Chengen, what do you say about this!" Queen Zhou said with a worried face.

"Yes! The emperor said that if the rogue is not destroyed, he will not eat meat and fish, and he will not remove filial piety clothes!" Wang Chengen followed beside Chongzhen, how could he not feel distressed when he saw the emperor treating him like this.

"What's even more excessive about this emperor is that he didn't even live in the warm pavilion, and ran to this cold palace, hey!" Queen Zhou's face was full of helplessness.

"Niangniang, don't worry, the slave has ordered someone to put the brazier, and the emperor will definitely not be able to freeze!" As the head of the inner department for many years, Wang Chengen is still very thoughtful.

"Wang Chengen!Wang Chengen!" Suddenly, Chongzhen's vicissitudes of life voice came from the hall.

"The minion is here!" Wang Chengen hurriedly trotted in.

"Is this Wang Feng still in prison!" Chongzhen suddenly mentioned Wang Feng in prison, which made Wang Chengen's heart tighten.

"Back to Your Majesty, this Wang Feng is now in prison. Wang Chengen replied honestly.

"Are those derelict ministers still waiting to be beheaded?"

"Yes! When it arrives tomorrow, these ministers will be pushed to the mouth of the West Market to be beheaded!" Wang Chengen was the eunuch who was executed, so he remembered it clearly.

"Tomorrow, push Wang Feng and these criminals to the West Market to behead them!" Chongzhen's mouth suddenly came out.

"Your Majesty, did you mean to behead Wang Feng?" Wang Chengen was afraid that he didn't hear clearly, so he asked again.

"Yes, I decided to behead Wang Feng!" Chongzhen seemed to have made up his mind.

Regarding the loss of Fengyang, Chongzhen's heart has always been a pimple. For Wang Feng, Chongzhen didn't mean to kill him, but now he didn't want to kill a few people. Especially for people like Wang Feng who refuse to beg for mercy, Chongzhen is afraid to serve the public after he doesn't kill a few.

"Your Majesty, the minister doesn't have to kill Wang Feng. Wang Feng is also a general, wouldn't it be better to leave him and let him atone for his sins!" Wang Chengen, of course, understood the entanglement in Chongzhen's heart. He found out that Chongzhen didn't want to kill Wang Feng, so he dared to bring it up.

"Are you saying there are other ways?" Looking at Wang Chengen, a minion, Chongzhen liked it more and more. To say that he is the only one in this palace who knows himself best.

"Your Majesty, do you remember the death-free gold medal you gave to the princess at that time?" Wang Chengen guided Chongzhen to reminisce.

"Death-free gold medal?" Chongzhen suddenly remembered that when Wang Feng got married, he had personally given Zhu Huimin a death-free gold medal, but he didn't know what Wang Chengen meant by mentioning this death-free gold medal at this time.

"Your Majesty, aren't you worried about how to deal with Wang Feng now? This is not a release, and it is not a matter if you don't let it go! According to the law of the country, this Wang Feng must be severely punished, then we will severely punish him, and we can completely fake a killing!" Wang Chengen's mind was spinning rapidly.

"How to fake kill!"

"Tomorrow is not to deal with those dereliction of duty ministers, the emperor can also issue an order to deal with Wang Feng, and when the time comes, push Wang Feng to the entrance of the vegetable market, let him watch those ministers ask and behead, first, it is a warning, and second, it can also leave him a life. When the time comes, the slave will let this princess come to the emperor with this death-free gold medal, and when the emperor sees this death-free gold medal, you can just take advantage of the situation to go downhill, spare Wang Feng, and let him serve the country, isn't it perfect?" Wang Chengen said all his thoughts in one breath.

"Wonderful, wonderful! You slaves are all ghosts and have a lot of ideas!" this Chongzhen applauded loudly after hearing Wang Chengen's words. Wang Chengen's idea completely solved his dilemma, firstly, it also punished Wang Feng for giving an explanation to the world, and secondly, he left Wang Feng's life to serve the country. It's a clever idea.