Sun Chengzong waited until the young son of heaven was quiet, and then he opened the chapter and looked at it. After reading the recital, he understood why the young son of heaven was so excited. The piece in my hand is very well written, the arguments are prominent, the arguments are sufficient, and the words are extremely persuasive. If the local situation is as stated in the song, then once there is a problem in Shanhaiguan, the Beijing division will inevitably become the front line. Any Ming courtier, I'm afraid he wouldn't want to see another battle to defend Beijing.

The fierce reaction of the young son of heaven now seems even more reasonable. Sun Chengzong saw the end of the chapter and firmly remembered the name of the chapter - Yuan Chonghuan.

Sun Chengzong looked up and saw the expectant gaze of the young son of heaven, and replied thoughtfully: "The chapter seems to be very reasonable, but the actual situation on the ground, the old minister is not clear, and he does not dare to make judgments. Seeing the disappointed eyes of the young man, the old man sighed secretly, and resolutely said: "Your Majesty, don't worry, the old minister recommended himself to inspect the local area outside the customs and see what happened." ”

Principal Zhu You let out a sigh of relief, "I'm tired of my teacher, and I'm going to have to travel and travel at a great age." If my master has any other requirements, I will do it immediately. ”

Sun Chengzong was also not polite. He directly proposed that in order to avoid the situation of prevarication again, he asked the Son of Heaven to allow him to act cheaply. In addition, the soldiers are not paid, so please ask the Son of Heaven to arrange for the salary and military quartermaster to go with him. Only when you have the right to have money can you have the right to speak, and the old man really understands it.

Sun Chengzong's request, Zhu Youxiao agreed to all of them. Immediately instructed Wei Zhongxian to do it as quickly as possible.

Wei Zhongxian showed the ability to do things concretely at this time. Sun Chengzong's various royal flags, Shang Fang swords, and a large number of military pay materials were all prepared in a very short time.

Three days later, Sun Chengzong set off with all kinds of materials and the great trust of the Emperor of the Apocalypse.

Sun Chengzong's departure with a heavy responsibility made the controversy between Xiong Tingbi and Wang Huazhen in the court and China have a final decision. Originally, Wang Huazhen was sentenced to death, and Xiong Tingbi's suspension pending participation was changed. Now both have been convicted, both are sentenced to death, and they are in prison together to be executed. After the verdict, the direction of the wind in the DPRK has changed greatly, the decline of the Chu Party has been revealed, the prestige of the Donglin Party has been greatly shaken, and the alliance between the two parties has completely broken down.

In Ciqing Palace, Zhu Youzhen smiled happily with the sketch that took half a month to draw.

Half a month ago, he asked God for an upgrade and accepted the task of upgrading points. When it came time to implement it, he found that he had encountered several major problems.

First of all, he had the drawings in his head, and if he wanted to draw them, he couldn't draw them with a brush. None of the lines he drew with a soft brush were horizontal and vertical, all of them were like earthworms, how could this kind of line be drawn?

Zhu Youzhen thought of using a pencil to draw pictures, but the pencil had not yet been invented in this era.

He finally found the right carbon bar and sharpened the right carbon pen for drawing. But a new problem arose, and he didn't have a proper ruler.

This is easier to do, he found a skilled craftsman in the palace to make a ruler and a corner ruler. Now that you have a ruler, let's start drawing, and new problems have arisen.

How to convert the size on the drawing to the size of the current two years of the Apocalypse. The question made him almost white-headed.

Zhu Youzhen thought about it for a whole day, but he didn't come up with a solution. In the end, he thought of the scoundrel: "Whatever, I can't convert it accurately, so I'll set one!" Zhu Youzhen visually measured the ruler in his hand, and irresponsibly set the ruler at 30 centimeters.

After all kinds of ups and downs, I finally drew my first sketch. He shouted in his heart, Stone Age - canoe model, here I come.

After the sketch was drawn, Zhu Youzhen took the sketch and ran to find Zhu Youxiao.

Although Zhu Youjian is not big, he can trot all the way and is very fast. When he ran to Changchun Palace, there was an accident. This time, the guards guarding the palace did not let him in. This was the first time he had encountered this situation since he was reborn.

The leader of the guards who heard the sound was called Zhang Zhidu, the third son of the British Duke Zhang Weixian. He is very familiar with Zhu Youzhen, and he knows the weight of His Royal Highness King Xin in the heart of the Emperor of the Apocalypse, and he does not dare to slack off with him.

Zhang Zhidu grabbed Zhu Youzhen with a smile, looked at the little brother, and whispered: "His Royal Highness King Xin, the young general shouldn't have stopped you, but who told us to take this responsibility?" You forgive your sins. My brother is on duty, and I invite you to drink. ”

Zhu Youzhen looked at his hippie smiling face, and secretly complained in his heart: "Bai has grown so big, he speaks softly, and he doesn't have a manly bearing." He glanced at the frame not far away, and asked softly, "Third Brother Zhang, is Mrs. Ke inside?" ”

Zhang Zhidu nodded, and still whispered: "It's Mrs. Fengsheng who is facing the saint inside, and His Highness is a moment late." ”

"Oops, no way, who told me that my calf sprints a little slower." Zhu Youzhen said jokingly.

Zhang Zhidu breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that this little highness was not angry. He didn't want to offend His Royal Highness King Xin for such a trivial matter. Everyone knows that the Emperor of the Apocalypse has the best relationship with this younger brother. Although he had sealed the king of letters, and built a palace outside the palace, the Holy Lord did not have the slightest sign of moving the king of letters out of the palace except for the reward of grace. Instead, the Holy Lord also rewarded him with the Ciqing Hall where he had lived. Last time in Changchun Palace, I saw with my own eyes that His Majesty actually coaxed him to sleep in person, with such grace, how dare he offend easily.

Zhang Zhidu was chatting with Zhu Youzhen. A little eunuch hurriedly ran out from inside, and as soon as he saw Zhu Youzhen from a distance, his face showed joy. He ran to Zhu Youzhen in a few steps, bowed down, and said, "Your Highness, you happen to be here, it's great." Your Royal Highness, Your Majesty, please. ”

Zhu Youzhen was stunned for a moment, then turned his face to Zhang Zhidu and said, "Third Brother Zhang, then I'll go in." ”

Zhang Zhidu's face smiled like a flower, and he bowed and saluted: "Congratulations to Your Highness, thank Your Highness for understanding the difficulties of the young general." ”

Zhu Youzhen followed the little eunuch into the Changchun Palace, and saw a woman lying on a recliner from a distance, but Zhu Youxiao, the emperor of the Apocalypse, was sitting on a chair not far away.

Zhu Youzhen was about to give a salute, and Zhu Youxiao had already spoken: "Little Wu, come here, don't be polite." He beckoned to Zhu Youzhen.

Zhu Youzhen was not polite, and jumped up and ran in front of Zhu Youxiao and shouted: "Big brother, do you have something to do with me?" ”

Zhu Youxiao seemed a little embarrassed and said to Zhu Youzhen: "Come, Xiao Wu, this is Mrs. Fengsheng." He gestured to the woman in the chaise longue.

Zhu Youzhen bowed very politely and said, "I've seen Mrs. Fengsheng." ”

"Don't dare to be", the woman didn't stand up, just sat up straight, folded her hands and saluted, "It should be the slave maid who sees His Royal Highness King Xin." ”

This is a woman who can look like she is about thirty-seven or eight years old, and she has an excellent figure, although she is sitting, but her proud curves are very torn out of her clothes. Her complexion is fair and delicate, her apricot eyes are peachy, and there is a strong spring in her eyes, and the whole person looks glorious. This sat up, and a breath of a mature wife came to his face.