Jingcheng,Xiyuan,.cc[Marshmallow]

It's already the end of February, and the weather in Chongzhen's twelfth year is also strange.

At the beginning of February, it was still snowing heavily, and it was as cold as a winter. But the sun only came out for a few days, but the temperature skyrocketed. Up to now, it has not rained for more than 20 days, and the drought has started.

This drought is very strange, and people feel thirsty all day long. Especially for those who are on fire, it is even more uncomfortable.

Emperor Chongzhen was like this, his lips were full of dry shells. The body was itchy and uncomfortable, and when I scratched it with my hands, it was full of white debris. I asked the imperial doctor, and I replied that my heart was too hot, and I didn't need to take medicine, but I could get better if I ate more fruits and vegetables, and I was calm and calm.

The question is, the battle in Jinan is in full swing, as the king of a country, if you don't care about it, it's a lie, how can you maintain peace and stability?

In the past few days, Emperor Chongzhen has slept very well. In addition to being in a hurry, his hair also fell out one by one. Every morning, the eunuchs could see a lot of hair from the emperor's dragon bed.

What kind of hair is that, withered, burnt yellow, and no longer has any luster, is this still a man in the prime of life who has just turned forty?

It seems that Long Live Lord's body was dragged down by this war that lasted for half a year.

In the past, the Ming Dynasty was not without wars, such as the civil strife in the south and in the south of Shanxi, Shaanxi, and Henan, which have been fought for many years now. But the war took place in the far northwest and south, as if it had nothing to do with Beijing. Now that Jiannu has entered the Kou, it is like a steel knife plunging directly into the capital of the Ming Dynasty.

Today, the entire core ruling area of Shuntian, Hebei and Shandong has been beaten to ruins by Dongyi. How the place of the heartache is plagued by people, it hurts so much, the pain is unbearable.

From the Spring Festival to the present, Chongzhen Tianzi obviously can't support it, and he keeps shouting cold.

But Long Live Lord is distressed about the charcoal fire and is not allowed to burn the heating

。 As a result, the whole house was as cold as an ice cellar, and the cold was like burrowing into people's bones.

Therefore, the eunuchs could only close the doors and windows and light as many palace lamps as possible, as if there were more lamps to add a little warmth to the room. In fact, the consumption of lights in the palace was not much less than charcoal, but fortunately, Emperor Chongzhen did not realize this. Responsible, the stingy Son of Heaven doesn't know what to make this room look like.

At this time, it was noon, the sun was shining outside, and the lights in the house illuminated Emperor Chongzhen vividly.

The earth has warmed up, but the emperor is still wearing a white-washed cotton robe, and his body is shrunk into a ball, looking very cold.

From behind, it looks like a little old man from an ordinary family.

The chief eunuch Wang Chengen felt sad in his heart, walked to the back, and said in a low voice: "Long live Lord, there is some shade in the house, are you going outside to bask in the sun?" ”

Emperor Chongzhen stretched out his hand and waved to signal Wang Chengen not to speak, his ears fluttered, listening to the movement outside: "The military report from Shandong should have arrived, I seem to have heard Yang Sichang's footsteps." ”

Wang Chengen hurriedly listened to it, since the Long Live Lord was unwell, the people in the palace walked lightly, and even breathed subconsciously, for fear of disturbing the emperor.

At this time, the West Garden was very quiet, and from here, there were bees buzzing and flying in the courtyard outside, but it was lonely.

"Long live the Lord heard badly, no one came." Wang Chengen replied in a low voice.

"In the past, at noon, Shandong's military report should have arrived, how could it be delayed until now." Chongzhen asked, with a slight dissatisfaction in his tone.

Wang Chengen looked at the imperial case, and the folds and urgent reports on it were piled up. From the cover of the album of these folds, you can clearly see the words "Chen Liu Yuliang", "Chen Hong Chengchou", and "Chen Yan Jizu", all of which were handed over from the Shandong front line without asking. The number of volumes varies, sorted in turn, from left to right, covering the entire large case.

Some of these excerpts were those who asked for food and pay from the front, some reported on the battle situation, and some asked for reinforcements, but more often than not, they were impeachment recitals in which Hong and Liu attacked each other.

Since Jiannu entered Shandong and besieged Jinan, the entire three souls and six spirits of Long Live Lord have been attracted by this battle.

Yes, now Jinan has been besieged for more than a month, and it is already in danger

。 Since Emperor Chongzhen ascended the throne, the war of the Ming Dynasty has not been broken, and the peasant thief army has beaten the entire northwest and the Central Plains to a piece of erosion, and Jiannu has also plundered three times. No matter how unbearable the battle of the Ming Dynasty was, there were few things that happened when the city fell. But now, after Jiannu entered the south, not only did he win more than 40 cities in half a year, but even Jinan would not be guaranteed.

If the provincial capital of a province falls into the hands of the enemy, it will be an unprecedented thing in the Ming Dynasty. Even if it is difficult for Chengzu to be appeased, it seems that he has never built a provincial city. Could it be that this time he will break this precedent in the hands of Emperor Chongzhen?

The emperor could not afford such a political risk, and neither could the imperial court.

In the past month, the emperor has not eaten enough and slept well, and every day when he opens his eyes, the first thing he does is to ask if there is a war report from the front.

But even if you see it, what good news can there be in Shandong. It was nothing more than a failure, and then a failure.

Until now, even Gao Qiqian was killed by Jiannu.

The imperial army shrank on all fronts, and it was no longer able to rescue Jinan.

It seems that Jinan can't be saved.

This spring of the twelfth year of Chongzhen made people feel cold and completely desperate.

Unbeknownst to the emperor, the cabinet and the six ministries were already discussing the follow-up remedies in the event of the fall of Jinan. For example, how to write in the newspaper, how to deal with the relevant responsible officials, and how to explain to the people of the world; For example, after Jiannu was discharged from the army, how should the victims be relieved and resettled; For another example, after Jinan City Jiannu robbed and killed enough to retreat, how should the city defense be in trouble...... There are all kinds of money, and they all need money. And where should this money be moved?

What's more, a long list has been drawn up on how to appoint the officials of the Shandong Political Envoy Department and the Jinan Prefect in the future.

In the minds of the elders and the ministers, the officials in Jinan City are only afraid that they will be martyred.

Whether it is the diversion of relief funds or the appointment of vacant officials, the vital interests of the major forces of the imperial court are involved. For a time, the undercurrent of the government and the opposition was turbulent, and the competition was non-stop.

Wang Chengen naturally knew this in his heart, but he didn't dare to say that in front of the emperor.

Long live Lord has been in a lonely and depressed mood for a while, if you let him know about the outside world again...... How can I bear to wait?

Hearing the emperor ask, Wang Chengen: "Long live Lord, according to the slave maid, there is no news so far, which just means that nothing has happened in Shandong."

。 "Yes, anyway, there is no good news from Jinan, and no news is the best news. If there is another 800 miles and 600 miles to expedit, it will be bad.

As soon as the words were spoken, Wang Chengen regretted it.

Emperor Chongzhen's face also changed greatly, and his body trembled. After a while, he sighed dejectedly: "Yes, yes, it's good that there is no news, I have no hope now." ”

Hearing that the emperor's words were full of sadness, Wang Chengen's heart was sour, and he was about to comfort him.

Chongzhen said suddenly: "No, I did hear Yang Sichang's footsteps, and I was still in a hurry, maybe something big would happen." Wang Chengen, you go and pick it up. If it's good news, send it to me as soon as possible. If not...... Then ......"

His heart began to become irritable, and he only felt an unbearable itch on his body. In front of Wang Chengen, a personal eunuch, he didn't have to worry about the prestige of the people, so he simply put his hand into his pants and scratched his thighs fiercely.

Now Emperor Chongzhen has been made insane by the military report in Shandong, and he is both looking forward to it and afraid of hearing the military report from the front line.

Caring about every fear.

"Yes, long live the lord, the slave will go out and have a look."

Walking out of the door of the house, Wang Chengen's tears finally fell. It was so quiet outside that you could hear the pins dropping, and there was no footsteps.

Hooray...... Long live the Lord has ...... There are auditory hallucinations.

Since the beginning of winter last year, Long Live Lord has been sighing all day long, eating less and worrying, how can it go on like this?

After standing in the courtyard for a while, Wang Chengen stretched out his sleeve and wiped his eyes, and walked towards the duty room of the celebrant in the outer courtyard.

There were two little eunuchs on duty inside, and when they saw Wang Chengen coming in, they hurriedly stood up: "Godfather." ”

"Sit and sit, don't be polite, our family doesn't pay attention to these." Wang Chengen is a kind person, although he has the heaviest weight in the heart of the Son of Heaven, but he does not have a little frame on weekdays.

took the tea handed over by a little eunuch and asked, "Didn't you study in the inner study hall before, why did the celebrant come here?" ”

The little eunuch hurriedly replied, "Godfather, my son's book has been read, and after the assessment, he has been sent to the celebrant eunuch."

。 ”

Seeing the young face of the eunuch, and then at his dry hands that were already wrinkled, Wang Chengen sighed in his heart, it's good to be young: "Do it well, people say, entering the ceremonial room is like a foreign official ordering Hanlin." However, there is such a thing as a future, and you have to have talent to grasp it. ”

"My son obeys his godfather's teachings." The little eunuch was on an errand for the first time today, full of longing for the future, and his face was full of excitement, but in front of the prime minister, he tried his best to be modest and cautious.

At the same time, Wang Chengen sighed in his heart, didn't he come here like this back then, so he asked: "Is there a military situation from Shandong?" Long live the Lord waiting to see, I asked just now. ”

The little eunuch had the intention to show off in front of Wang Chengen, and said carefully: "Shandong really sent a few military reports today. But it doesn't matter, it's nothing more than asking for food and military salaries, and reporting local public opinion. Because it doesn't matter, the cabinet will send it over after the vote. According to the rules, it should be distributed to the celebrant and asked for approval from the minister. Therefore, the son did not disturb the Long Live Lord. ”

"You just sent it?"

"No, it's early this morning." The little eunuch replied.

"Maybe Banzai really listened." Wang Chengen nodded: "You don't need to send it to the red first, let's pick a few points to enter the imperial reading first!" ”

Before the little eunuch could answer, someone outside came to report: "Godfather, godfather, the old Yang Pavilion of the cabinet has come over, holding a fold in his hand, and he looks very anxious." ”

Wang Chengen was stunned: "Which Yang Ge is old?" ”

Who else could it be, isn't it Yang Sichang?

As soon as the words fell, a rush of footsteps sounded, and several people in the duty room turned their heads at the same time, and saw Yang Sichang almost running over, shouting: "Which Bingbi is on duty today, where is Your Majesty now, hurry up, urgent military affairs, eight hundred miles urgent!" ”

Wang Chengen's face changed in an instant: How did Long Live Lord know that Yang Sichang was coming, and he heard his footsteps, it was really a god!

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