The city of Beijing was bright in the middle of the night.

The soldiers cheered for the new emperor, and this time the ascension to the throne was very hasty, but Zhai Zhe had no choice. He was dealing with his most loyal subordinates, and he could not disappoint them, just as they could not abandon their loyalty to him.

In the side room in the vestibule of Prince Jane's mansion, John Tang is holding the "Geometric Original" that he co-translated with Xu Guangqi more than ten years ago. The kind Ming prince ordered him to send these books over tomorrow, but now it seems that there is no need for them. The Emperor wouldn't have had the time to look at these things, this was the third Emperor he had been waiting for in the city. However, this was the only emperor who was interested in his doctrine.

"Emperor, you don't need to watch "Geometric Originals". He returned to the bedside with the book in his hand, where there was an old bookshelf, rough logs, but sturdy, with some worn-out books on them.

He put the books on the counter first, and then carefully put them on the shelves one by one. "Geometric Originals" has a total of thirteen volumes, and he cooperated with Xu Guangqi to translate six volumes, and yesterday the prince said that he would continue to translate the remaining seven volumes, hoping that he could still remember what he said.

Theoretically, the emperor should be the busiest person in the world, because he has to take care of everything in the world. So he didn't have the time to read "Geometry Original". However, there have been many strange emperors in the Ming Dynasty, including Wanli, who has not been in court for more than ten years, and Jiajing, who is busy with cultivation, but Chongzhen, who is busy with political affairs, has become the king of the dead country.

John Tang didn't know what kind of person the new emperor was, but through the conversations with him in the past few days, this emperor did not have the majesty he imagined.

There was a knock on the door, who would knock on the door at this time, Tang Ruowang walked to the door and opened the wooden door, and a young man in a scribe's uniform stood at the door: "Mr. Tang, Your Majesty will see you"

Zhang Bingyin changed his name in time.

"It's so late," John heard cheers from the street in the distance. On this dull autumn day, the night in Beijing was more lively than all the spring he had experienced.

The east and west cities are ......, and all the urban areas are lit by lights. The people, who had been cautiously watching, walked out of their homes, lit firecrackers that had been prepared for a long time, and the city defense soldiers stepped up patrols to prevent anyone from taking advantage of the excitement to cause trouble.

"Your Majesty has arrived," Zhang Bingyin reminded the dazed Tang Ruowang.

"Ah" John Tang came back to his senses, he touched the messy hair on his head, "My lord, wait a while, the villain will come out immediately." He took advantage of the faint moonlight to find the tattered robe and put it on his body, stretched out his five fingers and combed his hair, and then returned to the door.

In two rows of pavilions, Zhai Zhe was looking at the dragon robe under the light. Although it was rushed, this dragon robe is very delicate, and it is hard to imagine how many hours can be woven into such a luxurious dragon robe.

"Zong Mao, you are really still that Zong Mao" He was forced to the throne by Zong Mao and the soldiers in the army, and when he came to this position, whether he wanted to or not, he had to take this step.

This is the tail of troubled times, and he doesn't want to start a new troubled world.

Zhang Bingyin's voice came from outside the door: "Your Majesty, Tang Ruowang brought"

Zhai Zhe lifted the neckline of the dragon robe, hung it on the hanger on the side, returned to his seat and sat down, and ordered, "Come in"

Tang Ruowang pushed open the wooden door, and the inside was very bright, and under the light of five or six lights, this wide room did not have any dark dead ends. There was only one person living in such a big house, and it was lonely to think about.

"Long live the meeting" John Tang knelt on his knees, he was very familiar with the set of etiquette of meeting the emperor.

"Mr. Tang, get up and speak," Zhai Zhe waved his hand outside the door. Zhang Bingyin carefully closed the door and tiptoed out of the corridor. He wore a dragon robe hanging ten steps away, and the flying dragon with teeth and claws showed the majesty of the emperor, and asked, "Is this dragon robe beautiful?" ”

Tang Ruowang was stunned, he didn't understand what the new emperor meant by this question. He carefully observed the dragon robe and said, "Very exquisite, gorgeous silk, exquisite embroidery. ”

Zhai Zhe asked: "What did you cross the ocean from Europa to my Daming for?" ”

John Tong saluted and said without hesitation, "In order that God's will may go to every corner of the earth." ”

"Does God care?" Zhai Zhe put his hands on his knees: "It's like I don't really care about this dragon robe." ”

John Tang drew a cross on his chest, confessed a few words in a slurred voice, and said, "The love of the Lord is everywhere"

"The love of the Lord is everywhere?" Zhai Zhe looked at Tang Ruowang's pious performance, and a soft place in his heart seemed to be stabbed by a wooden stick, "I will allow you to preach in Daming."

John Tang knelt down and bowed: "Thank you, Your Majesty"

"Your lord may not be good in this land," Zhai Zhe smiled. It was getting late, and the cheering outside showed no sign of stopping.

Many people are looking forward to the new emperor, and many people are still nostalgic for the old emperor, and even the Lord cannot change the rise and fall of this dynasty.

"You step down, I will find a suitable person to cooperate with you in translating the "Geometric Original", your name will be placed on the first page of the new engraving book, and you will be allowed to preach in the Ming Dynasty, which is a reward for you for doing these things."

John Tang left in confusion, and he saw that the new emperor was far less happy than his subordinates.

"Zhang Bingyin" The emperor is calling.

Zhang Bingyin didn't wait for Tang Ruowang to close the door, and rushed in from under the eaves in the distance: "Weichen is here"

"Intended purpose" Zhai Zhe stared at the bright lights, pondered for a while, and said: "All the people who moved to Suzhou Academy migrated to Beijing."

"Order Meng Kang and Li Laiheng to lead their troops and horses back to Jiangnan after dawn"

"Order Shi Fushui to go to Tianjin Sanwei to station, and not to move without permission, Chen Huwei immediately led his troops back to eastern Zhejiang"

"There shouldn't be anything wrong," Zhai Zhe pondered for a moment, and then said, "Don't let Fang Xuanchu go back first, and wait for Wu Sangui's recital to arrive." ”

Nothing misses. Even if the Donglin Party in Jiangnan is dissatisfied, Li Laiheng and Meng Kang, the tens of thousands of soldiers and horses, will return to Nanjing, and all the cries will be subsided. The students of Suzhou Academy had many expectations on him, but in Jiangnan, they could easily become his opponents.

"Okay, that's all"

"Wechen Retires"

Zhang Bingyin did not forget to close the wooden door when he exited.

The room was brightly lit, and in the midst of this bright light, the new emperor, dressed in cheesecloth, collapsed on the bed.

"I'm a very lazy person, and if I were to run the country, it would probably be a mess. Therefore, if I don't want this empire to fall back into the struggle between the Donglin Party and the Eunuch Party, I must lean to one side between the Donglin Party and Zongmao. Zong Mao? No matter how strong a person is, he is vulnerable in front of the huge Shilin, and now I don't want to draw my sword and charge at the front line, let the tireless Zong Mao fight with them."

The new emperor fell asleep in a daze of thoughts.