Zhou Yanru, Xie Sheng, and He Fengsheng were commanded by the emperor in public at the Zhengdan pilgrimage ceremony.

After the worship is completed, according to the ritual, it is naturally the emperor to give a banquet and invite the ministers to rub it. But the emperor is too cold, and the food in front of him is really a pig food in the eyes of some ministers. Even if the pig food is full, the emperor doesn't care about the banquet.

The ministers hastily clipped a few chopsticks, and then left the table and knelt down, indicating that the contemptible people had eaten enough! Don't want to eat it!

Zhou Yanru faced the banquet, which was also like chewing wax. It's not that he's not satisfied with the quality of his diet, it's that he's always thinking about a big life-threatening issue:

How to free yourself from the future development of the DPRK situation?

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On the afternoon of the first day, Emperor Chongzhen, who received Wang Chengen's report, did not delay, and immediately ordered his own dormitory, the Qianqing Palace, the head of the three major halls, to secretly summon Zhou Yanru.

Zhou Yanru walked into the Qianqing Palace and suddenly felt a wave of heat gushing out of the ground. He pulled the stumbling rope around his neck, and the palace maid had already taken over the thick shackle.

"Mr. Huangye has been waiting for a long time!" Wang Chengen smiled at Zhou Yanru and bent down to make a gesture to invite in.

Zhou Yanru hurriedly straightened his clothes and followed Wang Chengen into Xinuan Pavilion. Through the two curtains, Wang Chengen, who was in the lead, looked back and nodded to him, Zhou Yanru, who was not the first assistant, knew that this was to ask him to wait for a while, so that Wang Chengen could go to report first. Zhou Yanru smiled and silently arched his hand to Wang Chengen, watched him pass through the third curtain, and then turned around and disappeared.

"Emperor, Zhou Ge Lao asks to see you!"

"Please!"

The emperor's voice was anxious.

When Wang Chengen reappeared in front of Zhou Yanru, Zhou Yanru did not wait for the other party to speak, immediately took a few steps forward, and then turned around and kowtowed to the emperor after the case.

"Minister Zhou Yanru see Your Majesty, long live my emperor, long live!"

The action is fluid and the speech is crystal clear.

The emperor spoke quickly: "Mr. Zhou is flat!" Wang Chengen, give Mr. Zhou a seat! ”

Zhou Yanru kowtowed again.

A set of etiquette summoned by the monarch and ministers was quickly completed, and Zhou Yanru and the emperor finally got to the point.

The emperor didn't wait for Zhou Yanru to speak, and threw out his own question first.

"Sir is anxious to see him, but what good news has he received?"

"He also said that he was in a hurry, looking at the emperor's appearance, he was more anxious than his appearance!" Zhou Yanru sneered in his heart, but a smile quickly appeared on his face.

"Good news, Your Majesty!"

"But the siege of Kaifeng has been lifted?"

The Emperor's voice changed sharply, and the man had already stood up.

"The thieves are still in the city for the time being. But the minister thought ......"

Zhou Yanru sold a little, which made the emperor even more anxious.

"Kaifeng is lifted, but overnight! Yang Wenyue, the governor of Baoding, urgently reported to the military department that he personally led 30,000 Baoding soldiers and had entered the border of Henan three days ago. Its forward general Hu Dawei and deputy general Zhang Dechang led 5,000 troops and were advancing to the south. The minister thought that as long as the tiger army arrived, the thieves would suffer from the enemy, so they had to retreat. ”

The emperor sat down again, shook his head and said, "Yang Wenyue's words, Mr. can't believe it!" He lost Fu Zonglong in Mengjiazhuang and fled to Xiangcheng alone. Now he treats the sinful body, and he just deceives the king with his big words! What ministry will hold hostage? He is a ministry, he wants to be martyred, which ministry will be able to hold him hostage? ”

The abduction of the generals was an excuse for Yang Wenyue, the governor of Baoding, to escape from the battle in the report after the defeat of Xiangcheng, but he did not expect the emperor to remember this sentence clearly.

Yang Wenyue was finished, and Zhou Yanru sighed in his heart.

After the defeat of Xiangcheng, the emperor hated two people: one was Yang Wenyue, a native of Nanchong, Sichuan; The first is a thief from Mizhi County, Shaanxi, and is known as the chief soldier He Renlong.

With what he has done since he ascended the throne, being jealous of him will be a capital crime sooner or later, and it would be a miracle to be able to leave a life to go home.

Zhou Yanru slandered in his heart, but there was no pause in his mouth:

"Your Majesty, the minister had expected that Yang Wenyue would be guilty of meritorious service, so he ordered his family to stay in Fengqiu in advance, hoping for the movement of the Baoding army. Just now, the ministers received news from their families, and they saw with their own eyes the day before yesterday that Hu Dawei and Zhang Dechang led their troops through Fengqiu City! Your Majesty knows that that Fengqiu is only one day's journey away from Chenqiaoyi by the Yellow River! Extrapolating from time, the Tiger Army has now reached the north bank of the Yellow River! ”

The emperor had never led his troops into battle, and he still didn't understand, so he asked, "What if the thieves don't retreat?" ”

"It's the middle of winter, the Yellow River is frozen, and the passage of people, horses and vehicles is safe. Tiger soldiers are stationed on the north bank of the Yellow River, how can the thieves attack the city with peace of mind? It is necessary to draw strong troops to defend the south bank. Zuo Liangyu has arrived in Yuncheng and choked the way for the thieves to flee west to return to the nest in western Henan. Kaifeng Jiancheng is included, the tiger army is strong, and the left army is choking the way back. The minister expected that when Yang Wenyue's army and the tiger soldiers converged, the thieves would retreat without a fight! ”

Hearing Zhou Yanru's words, the emperor finally breathed a sigh of relief. He sighed, tears welling up from his senile and flabby eyes.

"Hey! The sky has eyes, and the ancestors manifest their spirits! Since the first month of last year, the relatives have been repeatedly mourned. I am the Son of Heaven, and I can't protect an uncle. What face do I have to go to see my ancestors and fathers! ”

"There are strong captives outside, and thieves inside. If the Son of Heaven is not in power, there are a few people who are not protected by the Daming Society! Zhou Yanru loudly criticized the emperor's misunderstanding, "Now that Zhongxing is a Ming Dynasty, only His Majesty is alone!" ”

Zhou Yanru's loud reminder reminded the emperor that today was the New Year's Day, and he should be happy to receive such good news. He waved his hand lightly, asking Wang Chengen, who was handing the silk handkerchief, not to disturb him.

"How is Wang Qiaonian doing over there?" The Emperor asked about something else.

Zhou Yanru smiled in his heart, the emperor doesn't ask, and the contemptible person also wants to say it!

He bowed slightly on the embroidery pier and whispered:

"Wang Qiaonian did a good job!

The descendants of the thief's own party are not similar to Huaxia, and their old nest is in Huaiyuanbao Li Jiqian Village, Mizhi County. Li Jiqian is the ancestor of Li Yuanhao, the party item.

According to local legend, the ancestral tomb of the thief has been instructed by strangers, and it is hidden in the hills and ravines of Hengshan, which is more than 200 miles away from the county seat of Mizhi. Mizhi County Bian Dashou got Wang Qiaonian's secret order, so he looked for a student who was familiar with the local situation and inquired about the location of the thief's ancestral grave.

A few days ago, Wang Qiaonian reported that Bian Dashou had found a local tribute, named Ai Zhao. This Ai Gongshi found another thief named Li Cheng, a fellow villager. Although he has forgotten where the ancestral grave of the thief is, he remembers that there is a black bowl in the tomb, and the lamp is placed in the tomb......"

Zhou Yanru tried his best to report the matter clearly, but the emperor had already stood up happily and walked around the main hall. The emperor stood, and Zhou Yanru had no choice but to stand.

"If you find the black bowl, you will find the ancestral grave of the thief?" The Emperor asked.

"Back to Your Majesty, that's exactly the case!" Zhou Yanru replied with a smile: "That stranger once said, as long as the ancestral tomb of the thief does not move, within three generations, there will be extremely noble people." Now as long as he digs his ancestral grave, cuts off his dragon veins, and vents his royal spirit. The destruction of thieves is just around the corner! ”

But such good news did not win the emperor's praise, but gritted his teeth and cursed: "This man once burned my Fengyang ancestral tomb, and this revenge will be avenged!" Mr. Zhou, this matter must be hurried! Before Wang Qiaonian's soldiers leave Tongguan, this matter must be done! ”

"Obey the order!" Zhou Yanru bowed and saluted.

He had already decided in his heart that he would immediately send a letter to Wang Qiaonian and tell him what to do. Since the emperor wants a result, then he will definitely get a result.

Wang Qiaonian and Zhou Yanru are both from Zhejiang, one is Yixing and the other is Sui'an, both belong to the same vein of Donglin, and there is no reason not to help.

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Thieves, tartars, and money and grain have been the eternal topics of conversation between the emperor and the cabinet in recent times. After the good news was discussed, Zhou Yanru knew that the emperor was going to ask about Liaodong. He waited quietly, waiting for the emperor to take the initiative to speak. But the emperor was silent, as if he did not want to mention that sad place on this festival day.

"Is there any news from Hong Chengchou?" The Emperor finally broke the embarrassing silence.

"Back to Your Majesty, there is no news yet. Shanhaiguan and Ningyuan sent several reinforcements, but they were all intercepted by Dongyu halfway, and the losses were very large. ”

Ay! A long sigh was followed by silence.

After a long time, the emperor asked in a tired voice: "Today, I have told the ministers, Mr. Jiangshan Social Committee of the world." In today's autumn of life and death, there are only two of my monarchs and ministers here, I don't know what good policies Mr. has for governing the country, you might as well talk about it! ”

The emperor asked the first assistant, this is the right question. Zhou Yanru Baba asked to see the emperor in Zhengdan, wasn't it also to offer advice?

"Your Majesty's trust, and the ministers are grateful!"

Zhou Yanru knelt down first, and waited until the emperor called out, and then began his formal recital: "The minister has a plan to offer!" ”

The ministers made a gesture of gratitude at every turn, as if they were all loyal ministers. The emperor has been on the throne for fifteen years, and he has become numb to this style of his courtiers. Zhou Yanru's long kneeling did not arouse his special interest. He was interested in insights that could be useful in saving the day.

"Sir, just talk about it!"

"This policy is to reduce taxes and give relief to the victims!"

As soon as Zhou Yanru said this, there was no reaction on the emperor's face, but he felt uncomfortable like a fly in his heart.

Why didn't the imperial court provide relief to the victims?

Only two years ago, the emperor issued more than a dozen edicts to provide large-scale relief to the victims in various places: intercepting the rice and ten thousand stones to help the victims in Shandong; Facang Su to help the hungry people in the east of the river; 30,000 yuan of money was sent to help the hungry people in Zhending, Shandong, and Henan. Most of the silver taels needed for these relief came from the emperor's own internal funds. The emperor has come out so much, but the ministers still do not give up, and ask the emperor to come up with more silver, as if the emperor's inner money is a cornucopia of gold and silver that can produce thousands of stones of gold and silver every day!

It is said that these ministers are all people who have read poetry and books, how can they be so incorruptible and shameless? Later, the emperor heard that the ministers had a set of eloquent theories: the world belongs to the emperor, so all the wealth of the world belongs to the emperor. If something happens in the world, the emperor should naturally pay for it. These ministers only took a small amount of starvation, so they are not obliged to fill the hole for the emperor!

Thinking of the faces of these ministers, the emperor pursed his lips, and his face became more and more gloomy. He didn't want to use any of these ministers. He originally thought that he had found a few good courtiers who were loyal to the monarch and the country, but none of these good courtiers ended well.

Isn't that the case with Yuan Chonghuan? The voice of "three years of Pingliao" has not stopped, and Dongyu has arrived in Beijing!

Lu Xiangsheng is a loyal minister, but it's a pity that he only knows how to fight blindly, and he doesn't count losing his life, and he even takes in tens of thousands of elites!

Yang Sichang's ending was even worse, his luck was not good, but he was still forced to death by those courtiers!

"Reducing taxes and providing relief to disaster victims" is nothing more than a trick used by officials to make money. How much of my money went into the hungry mouths of the people, and how much of it went into the pockets of corrupt officials?

When the emperor thought of this, the blood around him rushed straight to the heavenly spirit cover. He couldn't wait to roar and let Wang Chengen fork out the hateful face in front of him!

However, the jade sound of the main hall has not disappeared, how can it go back on its word? Isn't that a joke to the world?

The emperor gritted his teeth, pursed his lips, sat quietly, listened quietly, and waited for Zhou Yanru, the champion talent he personally invited back, to finish the stinky fart.