The first wind and rain drifted away

The first chapter also looks at the present day

In the imperial city of Gyeonggi, in the middle of the night, the bleak moonlight disappeared, the wind filled the building, and the rain was coming.

The branches of flowers and trees danced in the wind, swaying, the dark clouds became thicker, and the old branches of the dead trees roared in the wind, as if venting the resentment in their hearts.

The candles flickering around in the imperial city are bright and extinguished, and they are bright and dark.

Suddenly, there was a thunderclap in the sky, as if the sky was split, and the rain poured down. Slide through the glazed tiles, condense into a bead curtain, drip down from the dripping eaves, splash down under the corridor of the Qianqing Palace, and make a sound on the ground......

Outside the wide hall of the Qianqing Palace, two small yellow men stood on both sides of the door with dust in their hands, motionless.

In the hall, a young man wearing a bright yellow dragon robe, standing up like a javelin, exuding arrogance and domineering all over his body.

The dragon on the costume dances in the clouds, the jade belt is tied, the jade is exquisitely matched, and the double dragon playing beads inlaid in the jade can be faintly seen.

He held the imperial case with both hands, wore a jade crown on his head, had a fair face, a pair of slightly narrow eyes, and was arrogant and unfeeling, looking around the palace blankly.

This person is the master of the present day, the master of the Ming Palace in the wind and rain - Chongzhen Emperor Zhu Youzhen.

Just, deity? It's a good feeling of twisting, what the fuck is this?

Is it ......?

That's right, it's something that's very popular nowadays, crossing.

Emperor Chongzhen worked day and night because he was worried about state affairs, and accidentally returned to the sky, and his body was occupied by a bright powder in later generations.

The traverser Ming Fan Lao Zhu, his name is not worth mentioning, and he is not a big man like Erma and Yilin, but an insignificant Chinese common man in later generations.

said that he was Lao Zhu, but he was actually not very old, but he was only in his thirties, and it stands to reason that he still has a few decades to live.

But this guy shouldn't be drunk and worried, and he should be an old driver when he is drunk and singing, but he is sad and mistakes the accelerator as a brake, and his life is over.

However, there is a saying, how can Seon lose his horse and know if he is blessed?

Mingfen Lao Zhu seems to belong to this situation now.

Lao Zhu's past is in deep words, this is a person with a story. In realistic terms, it's a bitter squeeze.

came out of a third-rate university, ran to do sales, and crawled in society, known as Xiao Zhu (little pig).

After a few years of mixed up, he became one of the earliest white bone spirits, with many titles of white-collar workers, backbones, and elites, plus he was bold and generous and willing to spend money, and advanced to Brother Zhu (Brother Pig).

After making money, I want to have higher and greater development, I want to become a character of Shuangma and Yilin, and I want to earn a small goal of 100 million yuan first, but the result is sad, Brother Zhu becomes an old Zhu (old pig).

The conversion between the titles of Xiao Zhu, Brother Zhu, and Lao Zhu tells the old saying that people are warm and the world is cold.

In addition to being frustrated, Lao Zhu can only send his feelings to the historical online article.

Gradually, as he learned more and more, brushing away the deliberately hidden historical dust, he became a loyal fan.

It is not surprising to become a Ming fan, because Lao Zhu is a Han Chinese, a Chinese citizen, and the only country among the four ancient civilizations whose culture still has a long history.

So, he's proud, he's proud, there's nothing to say, the ass has already decided the head.

As for why in the vast river of history, why do you prefer Da Ming more, there are many reasons.

But the most important point is that throughout the Chinese dynasties, if it is said that the country is right, I am afraid that there is no one who is right.

Comrade Zhu Chongba, who was born in Fengyang, was a cloth cloth on the right side of Huai, set the world, and used the Tao to cut down the Tao, drive out the Tartars, restore China, rectify the internal governance, sweep the Mobei outside, and govern the Tang and Song dynasties.

It is to really save the building in the general, chase the Mengyuan in the north to win the world, continue the Han family's clothes, and recreate the land of China Shenzhou.

Otherwise, under the brutal rule of Meng Yuan, even if they were fourth-class citizens, the Han people would probably face the day of being killed and exterminated.

Based on this alone, Lao Zhu feels that it is enough!

At the beginning of May, when the night is as cool as water, a light single dress can hardly prevent the soak of coolness.

But for Lao Zhu, who gradually figured out his own situation, it was not bleak and cold, but fell into inexplicable restlessness.

A large amount of information poured into Chongzhen's mind when he returned to the west, Lao Zhu's eyes were first confused, then shocked, then a trace of sadness, and then the rest was ecstasy, laughing and cheering loudly.

"Haha...... Labor and management crossed the ...... Emperor Chongzhen...... May 9th of the eighth year of Chongzhen...... Okay, good...... Not seventeen years, and salvation...... Haha......"

The hissing and lung-rending laughter penetrated the wind and rain unscrupulously and resounded throughout the Qianqing Palace.

Life is rampant, don't wait for frustration and empty regrets!

A short and poor Ming Fan actually crossed over to Emperor Chongzhen and became the Ninety-Five Supreme, the master of the Ming Dynasty, how sour is this?

Crossing and rebirth, as long as the family is too good to be good, or too happy not to want it, otherwise, how many people are unwilling?

After all, who doesn't have regrets in life? Who wouldn't want to use their prescience to change their fate?

Especially for a bitter force like Lao Zhu.

Although Chongzhen has only reigned for seventeen years in history, and now it is Chongzhen's eight years, and theoretically it is less than nine years away from hanging on the southeast branch, Lao Zhu firmly believes that he and Daming can still be saved.

Confidence stems from two things: first, these are really difficult times.

Since the third year of Chongzhen, Daming has not been as good as a year. In the eighth year of Chongzhen, it was on the verge of basic collapse, but Daming still had many good cards to play.

Secondly, Lao Zhu feels that he is sensible, distinguishes between loyalty and treachery, knows the general trend, knows the world, and is knowledgeable......

Well, after talking so much nonsense, in fact, Lao Zhu is nothing more than the word crossing.

Also, crossing is originally the biggest golden finger, God is cheating, and other traversers are either a small soldier, or a showman is capable of turning the tide.

Lao Zhu felt that he was taller than all of them, the master of the Ming Dynasty, the emperor who was ordered by the sky, and he knew the Ming Dynasty somewhat, and there was no reason why he would lose to other traversers.

Of course, the traverser is not an immortal, he can control everything, and he can be invincible. After all, there are too many shortcomings of the Ming Dynasty, and there may also be failures.

But so what?

Heaven and earth are chessboards, and all beings are chess pieces! Don't want to be a chess piece, be a chess player! If you lose the chess, you will hang on the southeast branch! Chess wins, Da Ming shines through the ages!

That's all!

In the main hall, the touch of ambergris in the bronze crane smoker fills the air, if it smokes, it seems to be light, slowly enveloping the entire Qianqing Palace.

The vermilion imperial case is stacked like a mountain, the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone are neatly placed, and the ink stains that have been sharpened in the inkstone are faintly drying.

The wolf in the hand of Ming Fan Lao Zhu was hanging high, his mind was rolling, his thoughts were mixed, he couldn't put pen to paper for a long time, and his demeanor was tangled.

He felt that since he had come to this world, he should always say something bold and inspirational.

After thinking for a moment, his eyes gradually became firm, he hung his pen and concentrated, and the words walked the dragon and snake, and he slowly wrote on the exquisite rice paper: all the past, but also look at the present.

Chapter 2, The First Will

Let's look at the past!

The writing is very domineering and very bold.

The penmanship is even more clean and neat, the force penetrates the back of the paper, there is no drawbacks of dragging mud and water, it can be called a masterpiece, and it is also quite a turbulent mood of Lao Zhu at this time.

Of course, this is all the credit of Emperor Chongzhen, and Lao Zhu, a poor student from a third-rate university, has absolutely no such ability.

It's just that although the words are domineering and the words are beautifully written, how can you do it? How? In order to avoid hanging on the tree with a crooked neck in the future, this is a practical problem in front of Lao Zhu.

Obviously, it is impossible to follow the rules like Emperor Chongzhen, and the only way to solve it is to go off the rails with the sword.

After thinking for a while, Lao Zhu picked up the pen and slowly combed it through the memory of Chongzhen's deity and his own understanding.

Freezing three feet is not a day's cold, and there are undoubtedly many disadvantages of the Ming Dynasty today, but to sum up, it is nothing more than the following points.

Lack of food and wages is a matter of money.

Internal and external troubles are the problems of the army.

Natural and man-made disasters are quite a headache.

In the end, when Lao Zhu analyzed everything together, he found that it was actually a human problem.

The incident of the previous Emperor Chongzhen proves that a lonely person, even if he is the Son of Heaven, if there are no like-minded Taoist friends, he will not be able to solve any problems.

There are many things in this world that are very heavy, if you want to carry it, you must first have the corresponding strength, if ambition and strength cannot match, in the end it will only be a futile ending!

The previous Emperor Chongzhen just didn't understand this truth.

As soon as he thought of this, Lao Zhu slowly wrote down a series of names.

If it comes to how to govern the country, Lao Zhu has no experience in the past, and this new job is also a great challenge for him, so he can only feel the stones and explore slowly in the future.

But for employing people, Lao Zhu skipped the slot in later generations and also served as a regional manager, and there are dozens of people under him, so he has some experience.

He understands that from day one, when he comes to work at a new company, he has to straighten out all kinds of interpersonal relationships, including superiors, colleagues and subordinates.

Of course, his new job is a bit special, similar to the president, with a fairly high start, no superiors and colleagues, only subordinates.

However, Jiangshan did not work hard single-handedly, his prestige was insufficient, and he abandoned his martial arts, and he couldn't be a domineering president.

However, it doesn't matter, it's just a little bit more laborious.

The company's personnel are all mobile, in and out, and the same is true of Daming officialdom.

Therefore, Lao Zhu, who had just ascended the throne, wanted to gather Taoist friends for the sake of his life.

Although the ministers of the Ming Dynasty said that Wen Tian was martial, unscrupulous and peaceful, he had Sun and Lu's generals.

Moreover, they are all tested by history, and belong to the Taoist friends who dare to throw their heads for the Ming Dynasty, spill their blood and are infinitely loyal to Emperor Chongzhen.

These people, to be reused!

Sun Chuanting, Lu Xiangsheng, Qin Liangyu, Li Banghua, Cao Wenzhao, the pen is here, the abrasion marks spread instantly, and a good piece of paper is stained.

It's not good, this brother wants to be cool.

Don't ask Lao Zhu how he knows, as a Ming fan, there are always people and things in the Ming Dynasty that he particularly likes, and Cao Wenzhao is undoubtedly one of them.

This is known as the Ming Empire: the first general of the Ming Dynasty, also known as the "ten thousand enemies" of the peerless fierce general, his life has experienced hundreds of large and small battles, invincible.

Moreover, since he joined the army, he has always fought more with less, and thousands of people chased tens of thousands, which was commonplace.

On June 20, the eighth year of Chongzhen, this Pingtou brother of the Ming Dynasty, with only a forward force of more than 1,000 people, dared to rush towards the enemy of 40,000 or 50,000.

It's a pity that this rush never came back.

After slaying thousands of enemies, with only about twenty people left around him, the fierce general committed suicide with a sword.

After his death, the Ming Empire posthumously awarded him the title of Crown Prince Taibao and Zuo Dudu.

Obviously, Lao Zhu doesn't want a dead prince Taibao.

"Brother, this time the eldest brother rescued you, you must pay attention in the future, you must not be brave and brave, and take your own life seriously."

In his own words, Lao Zhu took the holy decree on the imperial case and wrote: "Fengtian carries the emperor, and the system says: Speed edict Cao Wenzhao and General Cao Bianjiao lead three thousand iron horsemen back to Beijing!" ”

This is Lao Zhu's first will in office, simple and clear.

There are two kinds of holy decrees: the beginning of the holy decree is Zhaoyue, which is dictated by the emperor and written by others; And the beginning is the system, which was written by the emperor himself.

It is clear which is more important than this.

That's right, this is Lao Zhu's wooing of Cao Wenzhao, no, it should be called Enshi, after all, it is the emperor.

At the same time, he did not have the permission of the cabinet to privately help Cao Wenzhao raise a level.

The holy decree is a display and symbol of the emperor's power, and the texture of its shaft handle is strictly distinguished according to the different grades of officials.

The first product is a jade shaft, the second grade is a black rhinoceros horn shaft, the third grade is a gold shaft, and the fourth and fifth grades are black horn shafts.

At the same time, the materials are also very exquisite, all of them are silk brocade fabrics made of fine silk, and the patterns are mostly auspicious clouds and cranes, which are magnificent.

Cao Wenzhao is the general soldier of Datong, and Pin Yi is a third-grade military attaché, who originally used a gold shaft to make a holy decree, but Lao Zhu used a second-grade black rhinoceros horn shaft.

In particular, the decree is stamped with a private seal, not a jade seal.

The difference is that the jade seal can be stamped by others, but the private seal must be stamped by the emperor himself.

The signal sent by this is Jane in the emperor's heart.

Or to put it more bluntly, it is the emperor who remembers you, congratulations to the brother on his promotion and fortune.

Of course, ordinary people may not understand these subtle routines, but for people in the officialdom, they are clear.

In Lao Zhu's planning, Cao Bianjiao Daoyou is undoubtedly a very key part.

Therefore, he must be gracious and make him his most loyal gold medal fighter.

Outside the hall, the night was still dark, the wind gradually faded, and the light rain was dripping.

In the candle flame, the old Zhu who had just ascended the throne was prostrate on the imperial case, tirelessly drawing in circles, forks and forks, a new model worker.

If you don't work hard, you can't do it, Lao Zhu understands that his new job is very fucked, he is not allowed to take the burden halfway, and he is not allowed to resign, he is either alive or dead, and he has no choice.

However, Lao Zhu believes that his hard work is temporary, as long as he can use his subordinates reasonably.

To put it simply, some subordinates should be used boldly with confidence, some should be carefully observed and used, and some should be transformed and used.

If you can't transform it, then don't use it, where to go.

Even, some of them don't even have the qualifications for transformation, and they must be directly crossed out.

At this time, Lao Zhu is like a chess player, and the chess piece is a personal name in the pen.

As long as you do these well, your future life will inevitably be to wake up to the power of the world and get drunk and lie on the knees of beautiful people.

Thinking of this, a series of rampant laughter sounded in the silent Qianqing Palace.

Chapter 3: The Emperor Has Changed

On the third watch, the clouds disappeared and the rain dissipated, the bright moon re-revealed its jade face, and it was cold inside and outside the Gyeonggi Palace.

The two little eunuchs on duty at the door heard the infiltrating laughter of Emperor Chongzhen in the hall, glanced at each other, shivered, and shrunk their necks into their collars.

One of the little eunuchs was silent for a moment, then moved and sighed to his companion in a low voice: "The emperor is really not easy! Since his accession to the throne, he has worked diligently and done everything himself.

Every day, I get up before dawn and go to the morning morning, and no day falls. After the court is dispersed, it is necessary to review the recital until late at night, which minister of the DPRK and the central government can do it?

But even so, the world is becoming more and more sluggish.

We heard that the traitors in the northwest are getting more and more fierce, the imperial tomb is being dug up, and the natural disasters in the Central Plains are continuous, which is difficult! ”

"Shh......h You kid don't want to die, talk about the government in vain, this wants the emperor to hear, how many heads do you have enough to cut off? ”

The little eunuch pursed his lips disappreciatively, but his voice was lower, "What are you afraid of, the father-in-law who is in charge of the affairs is not here, just the two of us are on duty here, don't you say who knows?"

Besides, the Son of Heaven Shengming, where would he have anything to do with us ants. ”

For them, the little eunuchs, what they are most afraid of in the palace is not Emperor Chongzhen, but those big eunuchs who are in charge.

"Hey, too! Recently, the situation has been difficult, and the emperor has been resting for less than two hours every day, and our family is distressed when they see it.

Every day, the rooster crows, sleepless at night, becomes ill from exhaustion, has gray hair when he is only twenty-five years old, and there is no feast in the palace.

It's like this every day, I'm afraid that the emperor's body can't stand it. ”

The laughter in the hall gradually subsided, and the other eunuch was more cautious, looked around, and found that there was no one, so he echoed it.

"Not really!

In our opinion, the emperor is the son of heaven, but this daily use is not to mention compared with the courtiers, but also with the ordinary merchants' families in the capital.

The king of a country, so down, not to mention that the Ming Dynasty has never seen it for more than 200 years, it is ......"

Ahem......

Before he could finish speaking, two coughs suddenly came from beside him.

When the two little eunuchs looked back, they were immediately frightened, and hurriedly knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, "Ancestor, please spare your life, the slave and maid don't dare to talk anymore." ”

It was none other than Wang Chengen, the eunuch of the celebrant and the pen.

Today is when he is on duty, during which Chongzhen has something to tell him to do, and now he has just returned.

happened to bump into these two henchmen on duty, who were muttering gossip here, and immediately interrupted them with two light coughs.

Wang Chengen stiffened his face and scolded in a low voice, "You two dog minions, you disturbed the emperor, our family has to ask for your head!" ”

Wang Chengen is Chongzhen's confidant, and he is very trusted, and he usually has to laugh when he sees Shangshu Pavilion.

The momentum on this body suddenly burst out, where was what these two little eunuchs could bear, they knelt on the ground and trembled, and kowtowed again and again to plead guilty.

Wang Chengen's eyes closed slightly, and he snorted lightly, "Don't knock, get up, pay attention in the future, and do things with your heart." ”

After speaking, he ignored the two little eunuchs who were in a cold sweat, and stepped into the Qianqing Palace with his sleeves brushed up.

I have to say that Wang Chengen's blow and pull, His Majesty's wrist is very skillful.

"Emperor, it's not early, let's go to bed early."

Entering the hall lightly, Wang Chengen, who was still majestic just now, bowed his waist and said with a respectful face.

Hearing the voice, I saw Wang Chengen's familiar and unfamiliar old face, smiling chrysanthemums, but his eyes were worried, and Lao Zhu's heart immediately swelled with a sense of intimacy.

For this only eunuch who accompanied the deity to hang the coal mountain, Lao Zhu understood that this was his diehard loyalist and the most trustworthy person.

Put the royal pen aside, get up and take off the dragon robe, excitedly walked to the Taishi chair next to the windowsill and sat down, blurted out, "Lao Wang......"

"Emperor, the slave is afraid, the slave and the maid are ...... capital crimes"

Before the words stopped, Wang Chengen had already knelt on the ground, desperately kowtowing to ask for guilt.

What is the emperor's trouble, can Lao Wang bear it himself?

This joke is a big deal!

Have you done anything wrong lately?

Could it be that a few days ago, he accepted the filial piety of a few little eunuchs and promoted them privately to let the emperor know, so he beat himself?

"Companion, get up quickly, it's a mistake!"

Lao Zhu hurriedly stepped forward, but sat down again, but raised his hands falsely, making Wang Chengen get up.

In fact, as soon as the word Lao Wang came out, Lao Zhu already realized that it was inappropriate.

It's not because imagining Wang Chengen as the old king next door makes people feel uncomfortable.

This old king is very different from his old king, although he lives in the same house, but this is a eunuch who has cut his eggs, and he is very safe.

It's just that I'm new to the city, and I haven't adapted to my new identity yet.

The emperor, the king of a country, holds the power of life and death of the vast majority of people, and it can be said that life and death are determined by one word, and it is actually the power of the power.

If it is still the mentality of the small people in later generations, and talking about affinity and equality of all beings, not only will you not be able to sit on the throne, but even the people below will be in fear.

That's it, that's it, from now on, there will be no Lao Zhu, only Emperor Chongzhen of the Ming Dynasty.

"Slave and maid thank the emperor!"

Wang Chengen got up slowly, his hands drooped and his head lowered, and he looked like a sick chicken, which made people a little unhappy.

Why scare honest people if you have nothing to do!

"Big companion, tell the inner cook to prepare a few small dishes, come to a pot of good wine, and chat while drinking, I have something to order."

Lao Zhu, who decided to say goodbye to his past identity, was trying to be Emperor Chongzhen, and he also had a condescending feeling when he spoke.

Wang Chengen lowered his eyebrows and leaned over and replied, "Oh, the emperor, the old slave will do it." ”

After a while, on the mahogany table in the Winter Pavilion of the Qianqing Palace, the dishes and chopsticks were fully placed, the wine glass was full of wine, and Wang Chengen stood aside.

"Companion, instruct the food supervisor to follow the standards of the emperor in the future."

After the wind was light, Emperor Chongzhen drank all the wine in the cup in one gulp, slowly picked up a piece of vinegar fish, and tasted it carefully.

The wine is good, the food is exquisite, it is simple, and it is no different from ordinary people.

Since the unfavorable state affairs, the inner treasury and the national treasury have both been unable to make ends meet, and the former Emperor Chongzhen could only save money by withdrawing pleasures and reducing meals every day.

When it was difficult, the money and silver could not be received, and even eunuchs would be sent to secretly take the palace items out and sell them in exchange for cash to subsidize daily expenses.

And the new Emperor Chongzhen arrived for the first time today, and it happened to be in the middle of the night, so he was not too picky, but if he wanted to go on like this for a long time, it was impossible.

His job is to be an emperor, to work hard for the country and the people, and only by eating, drinking, and having fun can he deal with the next complicated court situation.

Look at the old witch Cixi, which meal is not dozens or hundreds of bowls of vegetables to eat and drink?

Although you don't have to learn from the old witch to spoil the people's fat and ointment, you can't treat yourself like your predecessor, so why bother?

"Slave obeys!"

To tell the truth, Wang Chengen promised it in his mouth, but his heart was broken.

Alas, my emperor, don't you have a point in your heart, don't you know the situation in the palace treasury?

The standard of the Emperor of the Apocalypse is something we can compare?

There are nine thousand-year-old Wei Zhongxian who is scavenging money everywhere to support him.

If this is done, it will not take two months, and the entire Daming Palace will definitely not be able to open the pot.

Is it because you want to sell all the items in the palace? Or will Neku never subsidize the front-line military pay in the future?

"Big companion, I want to reopen Jinyiwei and Dongchang, are you willing to become my Wei Zhongxian?"

The next moment, the emperor's soft but firm voice came from his ears, but to him it was tantamount to thunder, and he almost fell to the ground.

"The Emperor...... Old slave ......"

Wang Chengen was so frightened that he couldn't speak.

You know, Wei Zhongxian and Wei Gonggong were eradicated by your old man's iron fist, and it is also a proud work that your old man is proud of, why did he suddenly turn around now?

This is too unbelievable, has the emperor changed?

, Emperor Chongzhen looked wrong, Wei Zhongxian was notorious, and Wang Chengen, the old guy, seemed to be a little resistant.

That's not going to work, if you change someone else, I can't believe it.

He must be fooled, take the initiative to get into the cage, and bear the infamy and responsibility.

Although you can forcibly order him, the energy efficiency gap between active and passive is too large.

It's a big deal, make up for him more in the future.

Life is like a play, it all depends on acting skills.

Emperor Chongzhen sighed lowly, stared at Wang Chengen's incomprehensible gaze, and said bitterly:

"Companion, I regret not listening to the words of the imperial brother, so that Daming is in such an unbearable position now."

He knew that the thoughts of the previous Emperor Chongzhen could not be hidden from these great eunuchs beside him, especially Wang Chengen, who had been with him for a long time.

His thinking has changed so much, and he really doesn't blame Wang Chengen for hesitating.

"Big companion, do you know, the Fengyang Emperor's Mausoleum has been excavated for several months, and the anti-thieves have been suppressed, I have been reflecting, why is the imperial brother such a smart person, but conniving at Wei Zhongxian to cause chaos in the dynasty?"

Wang Chengen didn't think about this question, and he didn't dare to think about it, so he could only shake his head and say that he didn't know.

Emperor Chongzhen drank all the wine in the cup in one gulp, and said with a straight hand:

"The purpose is threefold.

One for money.

In fact, the imperial brother knew that if he was in a peaceful and prosperous world, Wei Zhongxian would be a ruffian, an old dog, and a traitor, but unfortunately, he was in a period of imminent trouble.

At this time, there is no need for benevolence, righteousness and morality, no need for Confucius and Mencius to preach, all that is needed is to survive.

At this time, there is a need for ruffians, old dogs, and traitors......

As long as he can play a scoundrel to get money, have money for disaster relief, let the border army have combat effectiveness, and let Daming survive.

The second is the right.

Donglin is the dominant party, and it is difficult to control the entire imperial court, and Wei Zhongxian is a knife in the hands of the imperial brother.

As long as he can suppress the Donglin Party and make those hypocrites less shameless, Dongchang and Jinyiwei can jump up and down to make these people unable to live in peace, and do some work honestly.

The third is the Jiangshan Society.

Although Wei Zhongxian is capable, his methods are ruthless, otherwise, it is not enough to deter and eliminate the Donglin Party.

The royal brother also knows this.

However, after all, the imperial brother is the Son of Heaven, and there are good and bad people in the Donglin Party who were purged by Wei Zhongxian, and they are all his courtiers.

The palms and backs of the hands are full of meat, but there must be a trade-off.

Thinking about it, the imperial brother was very painful in his heart.

Therefore, he could only pretend to be deaf and dumb, or rather, to escape, and indulge in carpentry.

And all this is just for the longevity of the Ming Dynasty.

In the final analysis, Daming is already crumbling, but the house leak coincided with overnight rain.

It was raining heavily, and it was drizzling lightly inside.

At this time, it is too late to find a skilled craftsman to renovate the house!

At this time, all you need is a broken basin, which can be connected to water in the house, and hold on until the rain stops, so that you can do what you need to do!

Otherwise, without the protection of the broken house of Daming, our people of Daming would be better off than dead! ”

Such a straightforward remark made Wang Chengen cry for a long time, and the brocade who took out his cuffs kept wiping his tears, and his heart finally settled down.

But now that Emperor Chongzhen has completely entered the play, he didn't even look at it, looked up and continued to say: "I want to do what I did now, it's really a mistake, confused!"

I always thought that the courtiers could care about the people of the world and prosper the Ming Dynasty with me.

But they have a bad heart, and they are rotten.

On the surface, there are people, but behind the scenes, there are ghosts.

Or the royal brother can see through, if he is wise and foolish, I might as well be more! ”

After that, he looked lonely and drank a few glasses.

"Slow down, slow down, slow down......"

With tears in his eyes, Wang Chengen stepped forward, took the wine glass, and said resolutely: "The old slave is willing to go to the soup for the emperor, what is the infamy?" ”

"Good, good, good!" Emperor Chongzhen was afraid of the table, so he applauded repeatedly, took the wine glass and poured it with his own hands and handed it to Wang Chengen, "I don't believe what others say, but my companion said, I believe it!"

Otomo, please remember that the eunuch party is actually the imperial party.

Come, and drink together, Zhongxing Daming! ”

"Thank you for the wine, the old slave is not afraid of death, but how can he be afraid of life?"

Wang Chengen, who was moved to tears, also said his inner vow.

It was late at night, the conversation was not endless, and the head was frequent, which was Emperor Chongzhen explaining some specific arrangements to Wang Chengen.