Chapter Ninety-Four: Longzhong vs. Six

If we want to solve this problem, then we must clarify the rule of officials in Shanxi and Shaanxi provinces, and on the other hand, we must defeat these big Jin merchant groups. If we want to achieve these two things, we must take tough measures, and if we take tough measures, then we will inevitably need to use the military.

The combat effectiveness of the armies in Shanxi and Shaanxi provinces does not need to be thought about to know, and the Emperor of the Apocalypse does not even need to send someone to investigate, he will know how serious it is. In this army, there must be many local gentry and gentry, and there are also forces representing Jin merchants in the court, that is, the Qin Party. Although the Qin Party at this time was far from the power of the Donglin Party, and the Qi, Zhejiang and Chu Party was not ranked, its strength was indeed very strong. The Jinshang Group is not so easy to defeat, and after so many years of foundation, it is difficult to achieve the goal unless troops are sent to suppress it.

"Sir, what about my idea?" Suppressing the chaotic thoughts in his heart, the Emperor of the Apocalypse set his eyes on Sun Chengzong's body and asked with a smile.

"Your Majesty, if there really is such an army, then you can attack Mongolia." In Sun Chengzong's heart, he really hopes that the Ming Dynasty can restore its former glory, realize the wish of King Yan to sweep the north, and sweep away the Mongols in Saibei.

Glancing at the sky outside, it was already sunset and sunset, stretching a big lazy waist, and the Emperor of the Apocalypse suddenly felt a little tired. Reaching out and touching his empty belly, the Emperor of the Apocalypse smiled and said to Sun Chengzong: "Sir, let's stop here today!" That's it, these are big strategies, and I have to think about the rest. ”

"It's Your Majesty, the minister has retired." After giving a salute to the Emperor of the Apocalypse, Sun Chengzong was about to leave, and he was also tired from this day. My stomach was also empty, and I really wanted to go home and eat something at this time.

"Sir works hard for the fruit, let's use it in the palace for dinner!" For a capable minister like Sun Chengzong, the Emperor of the Apocalypse naturally wants to be favored.

"Minister, thank you, Your Majesty!" Sun Chengzong is not hypocritical, this is the emperor's grace, sometimes it is better not to shirk.

The Emperor of the Apocalypse was sick and did not go to court, but he summoned Sun Chengzong, the first assistant scholar of the cabinet, which was nothing. But what is surprising is that Sun Chengzong only left the palace in the evening, and no one knows what the two Emperor of the Apocalypse talked about.

Some ministers with some channels asked some eunuchs and palace maids in the palace to inquire about the news, but the news disappointed these people very much. Everyone said that this matter was not allowed to be said, and they didn't know, except for Emperor Tianqi and Sun Chengzong, the whole thing was also known to Chen Hong and Gonggong Chen. But no one dared to inquire about him, Chen Hong grew up in the palace since he was a child, and before he was promoted by the Emperor of the Apocalypse, almost no one cared about such an old eunuch. Chen Hong's loyalty to the Emperor of the Apocalypse can be imagined, and these people naturally won't go to that trouble.

The Forbidden City is still brightly lit in the evening, and everything seems to be no different from usual.

"Your Majesty, it's cold, it's time to rest!" Looking at the Emperor of the Apocalypse standing in front of the window, Chen Hong said cautiously.

"Chen Hong, you have been in the palace for so many years, do you want to go out for a walk?" The Emperor of the Apocalypse looked a little strange, looked straight at the sky outside, and said as if unintentionally.

"Although the palace is prosperous, it is also very depressing, and this is the minister's home. It's good to go out for a walk, but the minister doesn't want to leave here. Chen Hong knew how to speak to make the Emperor of the Apocalypse happy, so he smiled lightly and said slowly.

Gently closing the window, the Emperor of the Apocalypse sighed deeply and said softly: "I don't know how things are going, and no one from Wei Chao and Luo Sigong came to report it." ”

Chen Hong didn't speak this time, just nodded lightly, and a sad expression appeared on his face.

"Alright, don't look like this! Really! The Emperor of the Apocalypse scolded with a smile, and then ignored Chen Hong, but slowly walked to his dragon bed.

The moon is high in the sky, and it is already late, and many homes have turned off their lights. In Shenyang City, Liaodong, the lights were turned off in the Changlong Hotel, and only a small courtyard in the backyard was still lit.

"Pap, papa, pap", three knocks sounded outside the room, dull and dignified.

Touching the knife beside the bed, as if the knife could make him feel at ease, Wei Zhongxian slowly sat up. Glancing at the moon outside and groaning for a while, Wei Zhongxian whispered, "Who!" ”

"My lord, it's me!" A familiar voice sounded outside, which calmed Wei Zhongxian's heart a lot.

He put the knife in his hand again, put on his shoes, and walked slowly to the door of the house to open the door. Turning around and walking to the table and sitting down, Wei Zhongxian got a cup of tea for himself, and after taking a sip, he frowned and said, "Wang stall, is there something wrong?" ”

"My lord, the matter you explained has been completed, and the governor should be able to receive the news tomorrow. When he was on an errand, he discovered something unusual. Wang Duantou seemed to see Wei Zhongxian's dissatisfaction, so he naturally spoke cautiously.

Wei Zhongxian was slightly stunned, put the teacup in his hand on the table, and said in a deep voice: "What's the matter?" ”

"It's Jinyiwei, who found out that Li Qiang had come to Liaodong." Wang Qiang's expression was very serious, and he seemed to be very jealous of this Wang Qiang.

From the tone of the king stall head, Wei Zhongxian felt the difference, this Wang stall head was the henchman of the Wei Dynasty. Although the position is just a stall head, her status in the East Factory is not low, and there are not many people who can make her jealous, let alone Jinyiwei.

Frowning slightly, Wei Zhongxian said in a deep voice: "Who is this Li Qiang?" ”

"My lord, Dang Han (this role is played by Dang Han's scholar) is not high, but he is a thousand households, but this person's status in Jinyiwei is very special. Although he has the position of a thousand households, he has no office, but he has always followed Luo Sigong, the commander of the Jinyi Guard. There are two such people, one of them is the dead man Zhonglaoshan, and the other is the white-clothed book Dang Han. Wang Bantou's face was full of jealousy, but he seemed to be a little afraid when he said Laoshan.

"Tell me more!" Although Wei Zhongxian was a eunuch, he used to be in the palace, and he didn't know much about Jinyiwei and Dongchang.

"Dead man in Laoshan, no one knows how old this person is, he always looks like an old man. Wherever he went, he carried a big medicine box on his back, and he looked like a man who walked in the square As for the origin of this person, he didn't know the lowly position, and he appeared very suddenly, as if he just appeared. Glancing at Wei Zhongxian, Wang Stalltou didn't continue.

I have long known that Dongchang Jinyi Wei Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, it seems that these two people are strange things, Wei Zhongxian suddenly became interested.

Chapter 1! Here it comes! I've always wanted to say, who wants to be a trick, write your name, personality, career, in short, you want to write it! This time I got a trick for Dang Han, who is next?