"Lao Tzu tells you that Lao Tzu will not surrender even if he dies. I, Li Zicheng, have been a horse for half my life, and I have killed countless people, what wind and waves have not passed? How powerful Yuan Chonghuan was back then, he hid in the mountains for more than half a year. But in the end, wasn't he killed by Lao Tzu? ”

"Want to kill me? It's not that easy. He Jiangchuan Xiaoer wants to kill me and destroy my Dashun Kingdom, it depends on whether he has that good tooth! ”

"I'm leaving the words here today, that turtle grandson said the word surrender, Lao Tzu was the first to cut him, and he had to kill his whole family!"

"You remember, you were born as a person of my Dashun country, and you died as a ghost of my Dashun country. Lao Tzu is going to die, and you have to bury Lao Tzu too! ”

"Hahahaha......"

Li Zicheng stood there, laughing wildly in the face of the Manchu Dynasty's civil and military forces, and still holding a wine jug in his hand and pouring two sips from time to time.

The officials below were silent, but except for a very few people, the faces of everyone else began to show anger, unwillingness, struggle, hesitation, and other expressions.

They looked left and right, their eyes wandering over the faces of the people around them, and they saw the same look on each other's faces.

Song Xiance was silent for a long time and then said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, the minister has a word of advice. ”

Li Zicheng stared at Song Xiance with drunken eyes for a long time, and then recognized it, and said with a smile: "It turned out to be Old Song, you want to speak?" Okay, you say, you say. ”

Song Xiance shook his head secretly and said loudly: "Your Majesty, now that millions of Ming troops are besieging the city, I don't know if Your Majesty has a plan to retreat from the enemy?" ”

Li Zicheng was stunned for a moment, and staggered and shouted, "A million army? A plan to retreat from the enemy? No matter how many people he comes, it is tens of millions of people, and Lao Tzu only has one word - kill! Kill, kill, kill, kill one, kill two counts as a pair, Lao Tzu doesn't believe that he can't kill them. Old Song, all Aiqing, you also have to follow me to kill the enemy together, even when we go to the king of Hades, we will also rebel against him......"

As he spoke, Li Zicheng was silent, fell headlong on the collapse, and fell asleep.

Looking at Li Zicheng's appearance, many people shook their heads secretly, and the disappointment on their faces was undisguised.

"Ladies and gentlemen, Your Majesty is asleep, please go back." The old chamberlain came quietly from a corner.

"The ministers are leaving." Song Xiance led the officials to retreat.

When he arrived outside the hall, Song Xiance felt a chill on his face, and when he looked up, it was a snowflake falling on his face.

It was snowing, and it was soon getting heavier, and the square in front of the temple was already covered with a white layer of snow.

But everyone did not leave, they all stood at the gate of the main hall, and their eyes were on Song Xiance, the head of the Wenchen, and Niu Jinxing, the right prime minister.

Although Li Zicheng is a great Shun country defeated by martial arts, there are naturally many generals under his command, and there are not a few of them who can fight with ability.

However, after a few battles with the Qin army during the time of Beizhili, many generals withered, Liu Zongmin, Gao Yigong, Li Yan, Hao Shaoqi and other more than a dozen generals were either killed, captured, or their final whereabouts were unknown, and there was no news.

This also directly led to the fact that when the Qin army attacked on two fronts later, the Dashun army had no generals available at all, which allowed the Qin army to conquer the state capital all the way at a very rapid speed, and finally surrounded Xi'an City.

Later, although he was promoted a lot, he took the position of the original veterans. However, these people's qualifications are too shallow, and their abilities are insufficient, and they are better than nothing.

Therefore, the current leaders among the hundreds of officials in the DPRK and China are naturally the heads of civil officials, Song Xiance and Niu Jinxing.

Neither of these people was born on the right path, Song Xiance was a fortune teller who traveled the rivers and lakes before, and Niu Jinxing was just a private school gentleman before.

Both of them belong to the lowest level of that kind of society, and after Li Zicheng came, they followed Li Zicheng.

With the qualifications and flexible brains of the two, they gave Li Zicheng advice, and the two rose all the way, and were very trusted by Li Zicheng, and finally became the prime minister and the right prime minister after the establishment of the Great Shun Kingdom.

However, these two people who originally relied on their mouths to make up their minds, and they were not good at following Li Zicheng to do this rebellious thing.

The enemy army besieged the city with millions of troops, and surrendered within twelve hours, and if they did not surrender, it would be indiscriminate killing.

But Li Zicheng was depressed at this time.

The most hateful thing is that he kept saying that he would never surrender, and what he meant in and out of his words was that he would rather die than be buried with the Manchu civil and military forces.

This is undoubtedly driving everyone to a dead end.

Song Xiance stretched out his hand to let the snowflakes fall on his hand, and then rubbed his hands vigorously on his face, as if to make himself more sober.

Then he turned to look at Niu Jinxing, who was silent on the side, and said: "Your Majesty has the will to martyr the country, and we, as courtiers, should follow and share your Majesty's worries." If the right prime minister is free, he might as well go to the old man's mansion, and let's discuss the strategy of defending against the enemy. ”

After finishing speaking, he looked at Niu Jinxing with blazing eyes.

He believed that Bull Venus understood what he meant.

He has decided to take the initiative to find a way to make a living for himself, and earn another big credit by the way. And the bull Venus in front of him is the person who is most likely to influence his action.

Looking at Song Xiance's gaze, Niu Jinxing knew it.

The siege of a million troops is already a dead end, and there is still a strategy to defend against the enemy.

What needs to be discussed can only be a strategy for survival.

Niu Jinxing didn't want to die, and he didn't want to be buried for Li Zicheng, a person who was destined to die.

He only hesitated slightly, then nodded and said: "What the prime minister said is extremely true, since he is a minister, he should naturally be loyal to His Majesty, and discuss this strategy to resist the enemy." Liu Shangshu, Xie Shilang, Lord Jin, if you have time, it is better to go to the Prime Minister's Mansion together to discuss the strategy of defending against the enemy. ”

The people invited by Niu Jinxing are currently the people with the highest status and the greatest power in Dashun Kingdom.

Song Xiance also smiled when he heard this: "Exactly, several adults are all pillars of the imperial court, so they naturally want to discuss together." ”

The few people who were named were all clear in their hearts and excited, but they all tried their best to restrain themselves and said calmly: "The lower officials and others will abide by the words of the two prime ministers. ”

After several people made up their minds, they quickly got into their respective carriages and went to Prime Minister Song Xiance's mansion before and after.

Of those who stayed where they were, some looked thoughtfully at the back of the distant carriages, while others were still confused.

After a while, these people also slowly dispersed. Some of them went home alone, ready to die with their families. There were also people in groups of three or five, whispering, and also went to a certain mansion to meet with the staff.

Soon, the square in front of the temple was empty, and the footprints left in place were soon covered with heavy snow and turned white, as if no one had walked here at all.

The old chamberlain slowly walked out of the main hall, stood on the top of the imperial steps, raised his old and cloudy eyes to look at the empty square in front of the palace, looked at the snowflakes that kept falling in the air, and muttered in his mouth:

"It's changed, it's changed."