"Ahh Emperor Chongzhen sat up from the couch with a scream, only to feel that his heart was still beating non-stop, and his body was very cold. （）

When I touched it with my hand, the clothes on my body were completely soaked with sweat.

It was already midday outside, and it was already afternoon.

Emperor Chongzhen looked at the sun and was surprised: I have slept from last night to now, how is it possible, how is it possible?

Since he ascended the throne, he has been doing this every day for seventeen years, and it has become a physiological habit. But today I slept lazily, and I felt like I had done something wrong.

"It's time for me to get up and deal with government affairs, I can't be lazy, I'm a wise man." Chongzhen gritted his teeth, grabbed the armrest of the Hu bed and stood up suddenly.

In front of him was a spacious study, and the sun was shining into the room from the crystal tiles that had set its head. It was terribly quiet inside, with tiny dust floating gently in pillars of light.

Since the army of thieves took Shanxi and fought under the city of Beijing, Emperor Chongzhen has been staying in the study. This bed has also become crystal smooth because of the long-term rubbing of the hand.

"Someone, someone, I want to wash my mouth and clean my face." Emperor Chongzhen actually didn't sleep well at all last night, as soon as he closed his eyes, he saw that the soldiers under his command were wearing thin clothes, shivering and walking on the ice and snow road.

Yes, in the seventeenth year of Chongzhen, the finances of the imperial court have been completely bankrupt, and there is no silver or two in Chongzhen's inner Tibetan mansion, and even the months of eunuchs and palace maids have not been issued for three months. As for the military headquarters, it is said that it will not even be able to pay for the passage of a messenger.

If you have no money and are poor, you can stay up until the summer harvest, and there are only more than two months left anyway. However, it is said that when Li Zicheng entered Shanxi, the border troops of Datong, Taiyuan, and Xuanfu were already hungry to the point of eating grass roots. Last winter, the town of Taiyuan said that the imperial court should issue winter clothes. said yes, the border soldiers were still wearing summer clothes, and they couldn't stand it.

However, can the court still get the money?

Therefore, this excerpt Chongzhen can only stay in the middle and not send it, pretending not to see it

。 At this point, what else can he do?

It was probably because he suddenly remembered this that Emperor Chongzhen dreamed of the groups of troops who were frozen to death, right?

……

Emperor Chongzhen shouted for a long time, but no eunuch came, and the entire palace seemed to be the only one left. Suddenly, an unspeakable fear rose from my heart.

He took a deep breath and sat down in front of the imperial case as usual, and began to deal with the backlog of government affairs at hand. He muttered verbally: "I forgot that the thieves have already hit the city of Beijing, and the slaves and maids in the palace have been sent by me to guard the city!" ”

As he spoke, he picked up a book and looked at the sky, but he couldn't read it.

In fact, as soon as I saw that it was an excerpt turned by the Ministry of War, I didn't have to think that it was an urgent document. Since May last year, such documents have been flying like snowflakes from Huguang, Henan, Shaanxi, and Shanxi, and the contents are exactly the same.

Send troops, where are I still soldiers!

Chongzhen lifted the brush and didn't know how to put it down.

At this time, he remembered the dream he had just had.

In the dream, he saw himself walking on the streets of the capital wearing a Taoist robe.

At this time, a fortune teller suddenly appeared in front of me.

I don't know why, so I got up to it and asked the man to calculate a hexagram for himself.

The fortune teller asked Chongzhen to write a word, and Chongzhen picked up the pen and wrote down a word casually, asking whether it was evil or auspicious.

The fortune teller shook his head: "There are words that are half of the Ming Dynasty, which is greatly ominous." ”

After Chongzhen heard this, he snorted and said, "Fang is what I wrote wrong, and what I wrote is unitary." As he spoke, he took up his pen and erased the word and wrote down a big "unitary" character.

Suddenly, the fortune teller burst into tears: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, you are the word to go from the beginning to the end."

。 I'm a big country, it's over, it's over! ”

Chongzhen was furious and was about to drink the order to take this person down. At this time, he recognized this fortune teller, but it was Yang Sichang, the most trusted minister of the humerus, who had been dead for a long time.

Chongzhen shouted: "Wen Weak, why are you still alive?" ”

As soon as the words fell, the appearance of the fortune teller changed again, and he became Lu Xiangsheng, and said sadly: "Your Majesty, go to the beginning and the end, Your Majesty is mighty, let's go, let's go, I can't get out if it's too late!" ”

"Lu Jiandou, what are you doing!" Chongzhen: "Are you here to King Qin, hurry up, the thief army is outside the city!" Probably too excited, Emperor Chongzhen suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed his shoulder.

But at this time, Lu Xiangsheng giggled: "Chongzhen child, you also have today." Giggles, what's the matter, left our house, this Ming Dynasty is over, haha, happy, happy! Chongzhen Xiaoer, do you think that if you remove all the factory guards, you will be able to be a generation of Mingjun? Joke, the talented Grandpa Cheng was Mingjun, don't you have to use Ji Gang, don't you also use Zheng He, is it possible that you can compare to Grandpa Cheng? Those of us who are slaves and maids are actually the eyes and ears of the Son of Heaven, and the servants of the royal family. When it comes to loyalty, who else can compare to our family? Leaving us, the Son of Heaven is deaf and blind, Chongzhen, in the past ten years, you have been deceived by foreign officials, right? Haha, the Apocalypse handed over this flower to you, but in the end you made it like this, wait for you to see his old man, see how you explain. Haha, come on, the Apocalypse is waiting for you, and our family is also waiting for you! ”

But it was Wei Zhongxian's blue-white malnourished face.

"Ahh Chongzhen's body was covered in cold water gushing out like a spring, and he woke up from his dream.

……

Since I can't see the fold anymore, my eyes are full of eye droppings, which is very uncomfortable.

Emperor Chongzhen stood up and wanted to go outside the study to see if he could meet an inner servant and ask him to come over to serve the marquis.

At this time, Wang Chengen rushed in, crying: "Long live the lord, long live the lord, Li Chuang raided the three battalions last night, and the three battalions all surrendered without resisting at all." Now, the thieves have begun to attack the city, and this outer city is about to be unable to defend it. ”

"What, the three major battalions have collapsed, how did this Li Guozhen do it, I am deeply disappointed, I am deeply disappointed." Chongzhen's voice stammered a little

。

The so-called three battalions are the Beijing battalion, including the five military battalions, the three thousand battalions and the Shenji battalion. After the battle of Tumubao, it had been completely annihilated by the Tatars, and later rebuilt by Zhang Juzheng, as the main military force defending the capital, reached its peak, and the number of men and horses reached 50,000 at the time. Later, because of daytime corruption, there was no longer any combat effectiveness. Today, the Beijing camp is under the command of Li Guozhen, the commander of Xiangcheng, and is stationed outside Beijing.

Since Li Zicheng arrived in Beijing, the imperial court's strategy of defending the city was to use Li Guozhen's three battalions to fight Li Zicheng in a decisive battle, while the eunuch Cao Huachun was responsible for defending the city.

The two units echo inside and out.

In fact, since the founding of the Ming Dynasty, Beijing has been besieged many times. There were Tatars in front and Jiannu in the back, and the imperial court was experienced in defending the city of Beijing, and there was nothing to worry about.

But Chongzhen knew that Beijing had never been captured before the siege, because as long as the holy decree was issued, the army of King Qin from all over the country would flock to it. After the enemy was knocked to pieces and demoralized under the fortified city of Beijing, he could only retreat in a huff when he encountered the army of King Qin.

The problem is, where are there reinforcements now, the elites of the nine sides have been lost, and half of the country has fallen to the enemy.

As soon as the Beijing camp is annihilated, the people in the city will inevitably be panicked, and how to defend it.

Wang Chengen's tears fell: "Yes, Your Majesty, the Jingying collapsed almost without any resistance. Xiangcheng Bo also has no choice, if he is not protected by his own soldiers, he may have fallen into the hands of thieves. Now, the artillery of the Beijing camp has fallen into the hands of the thieves, and it is used to attack the city. ”

As he was talking, there was a faint sound of cannons in the distance.

As if it was a cat whose tail had been stepped on, Chongzhen's body trembled violently and almost jumped up. The voice also changed: "Wang Chengen, I ask you, how many soldiers are there guarding the city?" ”

Wang Chengen: "Long live the lord, there are more than 50,000 people, and more than 1,000 lieutenants and eunuchs in the palace have gone to the city wall to fight." ”

"Fortunately, there are more than 50,000 people, and this capital can still be defended." Chongzhen let out a long sigh of relief.

But at this time, Wang Chengen began to choke: "Can't hold it, can't hold it, 50,000 horses seem to be a lot, but most of them are temporary requisitioned people, many people can't even pull their bows, they don't know how to shoot arrows, it's just an ornament." Just now, the slaves and maids went up to the city wall to see it, and the soldiers had no desire to fight, and they were all lazy to bask in the sun on the city wall

。 The officer whipped one up, and the other lay down again. Such a force is afraid that a single charge from the intruders will crush them. Long live the lord, long live the lord, you better hurry up and think of a way! ”

"What, that's how it is!" Chongzhen screamed sharply in a rare way, only to feel dizzy for a while, and muttered in his mouth: "Is Beijing going to be lost, is Beijing going to be lost, what should I do?" ”

"Long live, long live the ......," Wang Chengen still kept shouting.

"No, no, no, I can't stand still, I have to cheer up, I have a way!" Chongzhen suddenly came to his senses and strode towards the study.

Wang Chengen heard that Emperor Chongzhen had already figured out a way, and his heart was relieved, and he also followed into the study.

But he saw that Emperor Chongzhen was grinding the ink vigorously with the ink ingot, probably because the movement was too fast, and the ink flew up little by little, splashing his hand.

"Long live the lord, let the slave come!" Wang Chengren took the ink ingot, refilled the inkstone with some water, and grinded it quickly.

Chongzhen didn't wait for the ink to be polished, so he dipped it with a brush, quickly wrote on the paper, and said to Wang Chengen while writing: "I want to make an edict against myself, wait for it, you will immediately take it to the city wall, read it in front of all the soldiers, and boost morale." ”

"Guilty of your own edict!" Wang Chengen's eyes widened in surprise, and his face was incredulous.

At this time, the sound of artillery in the distance became more dense.

"Yes, I can definitely do it." Chongzhen's face was perverted red, and he said with a smile: "Also, you have to transcribe a few copies of this edict and shoot it out of the city with arrows." I have promised the thieves that if they surrender, they will be pardoned, and I will only pursue Li Zicheng's crimes. ”

"This can't be done, it's not possible!" Wang Chengen cried loudly, when has it been, Long Live Lord is still thinking about recruiting thieves, isn't this a fool's dream? It was also said that this edict could boost the morale of the soldiers defending the city, is it possible? Now, the Beijing city horse is about to fall, not to mention a single edict, even if you move out of the gold and silver sea, it is useless. If you have money to earn, you have to have a life to spend!

"Why can't it be?" Chongzhen laughed and asked Wang Chengen.

Wang Chengen knelt on the ground with a plop: "Long live Lord, can't you still see that the Ming Dynasty is coming to an end?" ”

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