The purge list of Jinyiwei finally came down, and the emperor still did not relent, and the original old men Tang Sui, Gong Jiye and others were demoted to the rest of the Royal Forest Army, and they basically had no chance to turn over in the future.

The original five guards of Jinyi Wei were not many, but now they are streamlined into three guards, taking turns guarding the palace gate, leaving only a few people responsible for arrest and investigation.

At the same time, the sixth guard seems to be thriving, so many people speculate that the emperor is deliberately suppressing the original Jinyi Guard, and wants to rebuild this sixth guard to replace it, maybe one day, the sixth guard will swallow the original first one.

Of course, this is just some people's speculation, and many others see that there is training every day, which is definitely not the function of the Jinyi Guard, so some people speculate that the emperor wants to drive the army in person and use troops against the Tatars, and this Jinyi Sixth Guard is the emperor's personal expedition to the Chinese army.

So, in the capital, the rumor that the emperor may want to drive in person in the autumn is spreading more and more, and most of the people who heard it really believe it, and the evidence is that this Jinyi Sixth Guard, which is very different from the original Jinyi Wei, is getting bigger.

Ignoring these rumors, he now stepped up his preparations for the Cypriot layman, which was to begin soon.

The southern faction of the King Qinwang faction sent a lot of masters, and wanted to form a luxurious army of masters to protect it, besides, they refused, this is not to fight, nor is it a competition, so many people have been safe in the past, but once the Tatars are alarmed, the gains will outweigh the losses, and the plan to get the top secret level of the king of Altan will be completely ruined.

The people of the Qinwang faction, besides, have not seen any of them, it is said that this is the rule, for the sake of safety. Moreover, the true identity must be kept secret, and only a few people at the highest level of the Qinwang faction know who Gongzi is.

Besides, shaking his head, there is nothing to be done about it, he actually really wants to meet these people, make friends with these people, if he can persuade the other party to be like-minded with him, if not, at least he has a number in his heart, but unfortunately he can't even see people's faces. Is this protection, or isolation?

He also asked this question, and as a result, some high-ranking people from the Qinwang faction sent back their answers: isolation is the best protection.

Besides, his head was full of black gas, so he had to make a sound.

"Bear with me, we are in the north on other people's territory. Later, it will be easier to go to the south. Murong Yanran persuaded him.

Besides, he nodded, but he didn't have any illusions, the northern faction was like this, and the southern faction would really fully support him? Not necessarily.

The news of the Tatar offensive in the autumn has gradually reached the ears of more and more people, and there is no way to hide this, because the military department, the household department, and the industrial department have to requisition a large number of troops, grain, grass, and armaments to enrich the border passes, and for this reason they have to recruit men and vehicles.

"This time the Tatars will not attack under the walls of Beijing again, right?"

"Probably not, the preparation of the imperial court this time is very sufficient."

"It's hard to say, once the Tatar cavalry breaks through the border pass, it will be very difficult to resist."

The people of Beijing talk about it in the streets and alleys every day, and they all have a bit of panic on their faces, and many people still remember the last siege of the Tatar city.

Many people have begun to store food and pickles at home, in case the city is besieged for a few months, the outside of the grain, vegetables, poultry, eggs, meat can not be transported in, food will become a life-saving thing, at that time the court has to give priority to the officers and soldiers defending the city, the common people are bound to starve, the court is not completely ignorant, will also distribute some food per person per household, but rely on those food, just to survive, not to starve to death.

The best things for those trapped in the city were steamed buns, tortillas, and pickles, and when the time came, boiled water and kept them alive. At that time, gold and silver were useless, and money could not buy things.

In fact, although the Tatars came to the city last time, the capital was not in danger of being lost, the defenders in the capital had extremely sufficient food and grass, and there were officers and soldiers from all walks of life outside to confront the Tatars, but the officers and soldiers all spared their lives, even under the supervision of the emperor, they still refused to attack the Tatars.

However, the Tatars also had scruples, and only showed off their might under the city for a while, plundered some of the property of the surrounding people and retreated.

It was because of this that Emperor Jiajing was furious and beheaded the military secretary.

At that time, the officers and troops outside the city were combined with the officers and troops in the city, and if they dared to fight hard, even if they could not annihilate all the Tatar troops, they could inflict heavy losses, but the Tatars saw the fear of war of the officers and soldiers, so they dared to take risks.

"What should we do, do you want to go back to Jiangnan?" Xiao Nier was a little worried, and these discussions reached her ears, who rarely went out.

"Don't pay attention to those statements, this time the Tatars may not be able to break through the border pass, let alone attack the capital." Besides.

Now the court is not in charge of Yan Song, who only knew how to make money, or even Xu Jie, who is exquisite, but Gao Gong and Zhang Juzheng.

Although Gao Gong is strong and domineering, his ability to control the political situation is very good, and with Zhang Juzheng's help, the national situation is very different from that of the Jiajing period.

In terms of political ability alone, Gao Gong is definitely better than Xu Jie, but he is too arrogant, domineering, and self-serving, and has no one in his eyes, so he can't win the hearts of the people like Xu Jie, and can balance the people of all factions in the imperial court.

The rumors spread more and more, and I don't know when, some people began to whisper, saying that this time the Tatars will attack with all their might, and the jade and stones will be burned in the places they pass, and the chickens and dogs will not be left behind, and this time the city of Beijing will not be able to hold at all, and the emperor is ready to move the capital, and those transport vehicles are not transporting military materials, but cultural relics and jewelry, as well as gold and silver transported to Nanjing.

As soon as this news came out, people's hearts were even more panicked, did the emperor really want to abandon the capital and flee to Nanjing regardless of the life and death of the people?

Although there is no reliable evidence for this kind of rumor, it is extremely lethal, and most of the people have an attitude of preferring to believe it, and many people have begun to leave the city in large bags and small carts, and want to flee to the mountains to escape the war.

The emperor was furious and trembled, it is said that a set of the most beloved Song porcelain was all broken to pieces, and the little inner eunuchs around him were scolded several times with a rod, all because of a trivial matter.

The emperor ordered the cabinet to draft a holy decree to appease people's hearts, but was persuaded by Gao Gong Zhang Juzheng and other scholars, this kind of rumor is not worth refuting at all, if it is taken seriously, it will become more and more black, and the people will not believe this kind of notice to calm the people, but will only think that it is to cover up.

As for the panic of the people, it will be fine after a while, and those who have fled will naturally come back after staying in the mountains enough.

In a word, this kind of thing can only be cured, ignored, and then stopped.

Besides, after knowing it, I came to Zhang Juzheng's house to meet him.

"This is the psychological tactic used by the Cypriot Tatars, setting off smoke bombs, and the Tatars are so smart now?" He got straight to the point, but he was still a little puzzled.

The Tatars were martial and belligerent, and they did not disdain or think of this style of play, which was clearly a trick of the Han people.

"I know, it's Zhao Quan, they're doing it." Zhang Juzheng sighed.

Among the ministers of the court, the first person who really realized the harm of Zhao Quan's White Lotus Sect was Zhang Juzheng, and it turned out that many people were aware of this problem, but no one raised this matter to a strategic level like Zhang Juzheng.

"Zhao Quan, these scum are the henchmen, and Tatar is just the disease of ringworm." Zhang Juzheng waved his hand.

Moreover, he nodded and admitted that the first half of his sentence was extremely correct, but he did not agree with the second half. The Tatars broke into the border passes, burned, killed and looted, and plundered away, just ringworm scabies? That's an understatement. In his mind, the blood and lives of tens of thousands of innocent people, hundreds of thousands of people, that is a great thing. Therefore, both are confidant troubles and should be faced squarely.

However, he did not argue that the rulers have their own strategic thinking based on the interests of the country, which is not something he can understand. Of course, he also has his ideas and practices.

"Is it really so useful to kill Zhao Quan's leaders?" Besides, he asked.

Of course, the metaphor is not too much. Getting rid of Zhao Quan and these scum is tantamount to taking away the mind of the Tatars. Zhang Juzheng said.

Besides, he was very entangled in his heart, it was not difficult to kill Zhao Quan and a few people, he had a talisman given by the old man of Qianji, as long as he looked at the portrait of Zhao Quan and others, and thought in his mind, he could send out a talisman to kill, it was useless where they hid.

It's a pity that he doesn't kill, and he doesn't want to kill.

If you kill Zhao Quan and a few others, you may be able to stop the Tatar attack this time, and you can save the lives of countless soldiers and civilians, so is it worth breaking the vows for this?

He couldn't understand that although the Bodhisattva was willing to go to hell for the sake of sentient beings, and made a vow that hell would not be empty and that he would not become a Buddha, would he rather take the precept of killing to save sentient beings, even if he would have to suffer unforeseen consequences in the future?

As for how serious the consequences are, he doesn't really care, even if he goes to hell, he doesn't care, he doesn't have the luxury of hoping to really go to heaven after death. The main reason is that the ancestral precept of not killing has become his mantra, and he is unable or unable to take the initiative to break this mantra.

"Don't you have a capable man? If you can think of killing Zhao Quan, the leaders of the White Lotus Sect, I can ask the emperor to make you a marquis. Zhang Juzheng said very expectantly.

"Feudal marquis? I don't have that luxury, and besides, I'm a literati. And laughed.

"Are you still a literati?" Zhang Juzheng said with a smile.

Besides, when I think about it, I am really not a literati anymore, as if he has become the commander of the army, but he is always not suitable for this identity.

"The reward for the marquis is set by the emperor, as long as someone can kill Zhao Quan, they can be marquis. Since the Ming Dynasty, except for the founding fathers and the heroes of Jingnan, few people can be crowned marquis. Zhang Juzheng said again.

Besides, shaking his head, he didn't mean to kill Zhao Quan, he must go all out in this matter, but it is really not uncommon to be a marquis. There was once a large seal of the Marquis in his hand, but he pushed it out.

He believes in Dongpo's "having a son and doing everything, and being light without an official", and the official is just a shackle to the body, the so-called lock of fame and profit.