He Sun Chengzong fought bloodily in Liaodong, and was not defeated under the long knife of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, but was defeated by the mouth of the Donglin Party.

The disciple Yuan Chonghuan fought against Jiannu all his life, and he did not die under the knife of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, but also died under the mouth of the Donglin Party.

These grievances can only be buried in my heart and cannot be told to anyone, and I can only watch the Donglin Party become more and more powerful in the court, until it becomes the gentleman of the Manchu Dynasty as the world says.

The thieves have already gone to attack Chang'an, attacking the foundation of the emperor who has created several dynasties, and the Donglin Party is still arguing in the court.

The most ridiculous thing is that some Donglin Party officials still said that it was useless to keep the army at such a difficult time, but they were just consuming the food and salary of the Ming Dynasty in vain, and they should all be abolished.

Sun Chengzong almost rushed into the Forbidden City with a knife, rushed to the main hall, and pointed at the gentlemen of the Manchu Dynasty to say a word.

Without the bloody battles of the Liaodong Border Army, you wouldn't even have the opportunity to be a clothed slave for Jiannu, just a bunch of heads with a lot of hearts.

But Sun Chengzong couldn't.

can only hold this full of resentment in my heart.

Today.

Swept away!

If you don't go with a pot of spirits, how can you be worthy of this loud laugh, this full of joy.

Zhu Shun stood next to Sun Chengzong, but instead of handing over a pot of liquor to the Emperor of the Great Ming Dynasty, he kicked Man Danchen.

Although this honest young man is a Mongolian, he is more Han than the Donglin Party and the Jin Shang, and his father Man Gui has been fighting against Jiannu all his life, and several brothers have all died in the war against Jiannu.

Like many Mongolian teenagers, Man Danchen liked spirits, horses, and sharp knives, and he had a sheepskin bag hanging from his waist all the year round, which contained very strong mare's milk wine.

Man Danchen was kicked in the ass and kicked next to Sun Chengzong, scratching his head before he understood what was going on, the sheepskin bag was snatched away by Sun Chengzong, who had a very sharp nose.

The temper of Man Gui's youngest son is the same as that of his father Man Gui, with clear grievances, Zhu Shun saved the life of Man Danchen's father, and his life is more important than Man Danchen's own life.

Zhu Shun slaughtered Man Danchen with a knife, he wouldn't blink an eye, and he would think that he had done something wrong, but the old man in front of him who didn't know him snatched the mare's milk wine, so he didn't have such a good temper.

Man Danchen rushed over like a wild cow in anger, ready to snatch back his mare's milk wine, but before he could rush over, he was dragged by the man of the iron tower.

Man Danchen is not very old, but his strength is really like a cow, dragging the iron tower man forward half a step.

The man of the iron tower has been guarding Engong for so many years, and he has never been so embarrassed as he is today, his face is red, and he has secretly increased his strength, but he still has the momentum to move forward.

The emperor was still watching from a distance, and Zhu Shun was worried that this barbarian boy would be slaughtered by the firearms battalion firecrackers as a troublesome green hand lama, and said a word: "Danchen, you must not be rude in front of the old superintendent." ”

Sun Chengzong raised his head and poured a sip of spirits, his eyes lit up, and he drank the taste of the frontier that he hadn't tasted for a long time.

This mare's milk wine is only available in the frontier.

Hearing a sentence of Danchen, Sun Chengzong's eyes fell on this sturdy young man: "Good name, it seems that Ling Zun is also a Confucian general who reads poetry and books." ”

The corners of Zhu Shun's mouth couldn't help but pull, if Man Gui, who barely knew a few words, read poetry and books, the great Confucianism under the sky would not be flooded.

Man Danchen didn't respond to Sun Chengzong, just stared at the old man who was drinking with bright eyes.

There is only one person in the entire Ming Dynasty who can be called an old superintendent, and he grew up in Liaodong since he was a child, how could he not guess who the old man in front of him is.

Sun Chengzong saw that this sturdy boy was about to speak, patted his head, and said with a smile: "The show is not over yet, don't talk yet, and go back and let you taste the noodles made by the old man himself." ”

Chongzhen, who was sitting on the simple wooden platform, decided to go into battle in person because others had been happy three times, and he was still unsatisfied, so he decided to go into battle in person and let himself be happy again.

Chongzhen glanced around, wanting to find the eldest grandson of the old lady Song and Zhu Shun's younger brother, but unfortunately he didn't know these two heroes who had made great contributions to the Ming Dynasty, so he could only call Zhu Shun first: "Where is the industrial uncle." ”

Zhu Shun tidied up the scarlet unicorn suit slightly, and walked to the humble Luan driver: "The minister is here." ”

The members of the Donglin Party who filled the entire grain field saw Zhu Shun, who was really angry and walking over, and they all showed painful expressions.

It's over, the industrial revolution of the industrial faction is about to break out of Shuntianfu, and the hard work of the Donglin Party for several years will be ruined.

The barrier, which was conscientious and diligent, and spent a lot of effort and gold and silver to build, just began to play a great role in blocking the industrial revolution, and then collapsed.

Several backbone members of the Donglin Party, who had paid a lot of money for meritorious service, also collapsed, and they almost shed tears when they collapsed.

Chongzhen on the simple Luan car was also almost in tears, but Chongzhen was so excited that he almost shed tears, it was a thousand catties of rice per mu.

Thousands of pounds per mu!

What auspiciousness is not as good as the harvest of the five grains, this is not a harvest, but the five grains have ascended to the sky.

It is simply the auspicious of auspiciousness.

Chongzhen was so excited that he couldn't express it, and he didn't know what words to use to describe it, but when he saw the expression of Donglin Dang's dead father, his mood was much worse.

If this was placed in the reign of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty and Tang Taizong, the courtiers would not be able to cry excitedly, shouting God bless the Han, God bless the Tang Dynasty.

The monarchs and ministers worship their ancestors with one heart, thank heaven and earth, and amnesty the world.

Not to mention that it is necessary to rejoice for a month, with the wisdom of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty and Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty, it will be worth wasting a month of government and government.

When he arrived at his Chongzhen, the gentlemen of the Manchu Dynasty saw the yield of thousands of catties of rice per mu that was beneficial to the people of the world, as if they had seen an enemy, and the expression on their faces was more ugly than that of their dead father.

Chongzhen was inexplicably a little uncomfortable, and said expressionlessly: "Quickly invite Aiqing's disciple Song Shihui, I want to take a good look at how handsome and chic the eldest grandson of Old Lady Song is." ”

Zhu Shun beckoned in the direction of the field.

Chongzhen, Dongchang Governor Wang Chengen, Sun Chengzong and others all looked over, and the Donglin Party also stretched their necks to look over to see who the young man who had made such great achievements was.

It's also a great achievement.

In the heart of the Donglin Party, at most he is a Confucian who is proficient in agriculture, and he is not even a Confucian temple of seventy-two sages.

In the hearts of Chongzhen, Dongchang Governor Wang Chengen, Sun Chengzong and others, not only more than seventy-two sages, but also more than twelve philosophers, reaching the level of the four sages.

In Zhu Shun's heart, there are many deviants.

Comparable to the Confucian saint.

While beckoning, Zhu Shun thought of the seven years of silence, the sadness and joy of the success of the research, and the small seed gene bank.

Years of hard work and perseverance.

Chongzhen for eight years.

One was born.

The father of agriculture in the Ming Dynasty.

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