Daming Jingshi, Zhu Youzhen, the son of the Great Tomorrow, did not sleep all night, the official documents on the imperial case were piled up, the sky was just bright, the rising sun penetrated a trace of morning light, and the little eunuch pushed open the door of the palace and the fresh air came to his face. The flow of air in the hall made Zhu Youzhen's nasal cavity itch, and he finally couldn't help sneezing.

Wang Chengen, who was standing on the side in shock, hurriedly took a cloak and draped it on Zhu Youzhen's body.

"It's dawn, long live working for the country, not sleeping all day long, this body is ...... Old slave ......"

Wang Chengen was a little choked up in the middle of his words, and his words were incoherent. On the surface, this great tomorrow seems to be high and admired by thousands of people, but in his opinion, what he is doing today is miserable, he does not dare to be extravagant in food and clothing, and he can't deal with many government affairs day and night, and there are even ministers who violate the yang and yin......

Zhu Youzhen waved his hand to signal that Wang Chengen was fine, and picked up a copy from the mountain of concerts to review and process, but halfway he put the pen aside, as if talking to Wang Chengen and as if talking to himself.

"This morning, I couldn't concentrate all the time, and I was so restless that I hadn't spent many days."

Wang Chengen's heart twitched for a moment, the emperor's unhappiness was not a good sign, maybe ...... He quickly interrupted this thought, and was busy comforting Zhu Youzhen.

"It must be because I haven't rested for a few days, long live it's time to sleep for a few hours, and I've refreshed my spirits, and I've done twice the result with half the effort to deal with this recital."

Zhu Youzhen seemed to accept Wang Chengen's explanation, stretched out his arms, and supported a big lazy waist.

"That's right, I should have a good rest for a while......" he said and rubbed his eyes again, "This look is not good, and it is always enough to see things......"

With a bang, I don't know if it was the wind or the little eunuch, the door of the palace slammed into the wall, and there was a lot of movement in the originally silent hall.

"Long live, long live, Shanhaiguan urgent!"

After hearing this, Zhu Youzhen's body, which had already stood up, sat back on the chair again, and an ominous premonition arose.

Wang Chengen glared at the hairy little eunuch dissatisfied, and did not reprimand, after taking the military report in his hand, he hurried a few steps to report to Zhu Youzhen.

"Hooray......

When Zhu Youzhen opened the military newspaper, he felt that his hands were a little trembling, there was too much bad news, so that this kind of sudden military newspaper would always make him think about the worst. After the military newspaper was unfolded, Zhu Youzhen took a few looks, then he was furious, and he slammed the general newspaper on the ground, and he was still puzzled and stepped on a few times.

"Rubbish! Impotent! Rubbish! Impotent! ”

Zhu Youzhen cursed these two words again and again, and Wang Chengen sighed deeply in his eyes, it must be that the battle of Shanhaiguan has been defeated again, but I don't know how strict it will be this time. Last time, Yang Sichang lost all the forts and castles outside Shanhaiguan, and Sun Chengzong's Guanning Jin defense line that had been operated for more than half a year was destroyed.

Zhu Youzhen's gaffe was not over, and he pushed the mountain of music all over the ground, and his mouth was slurred, and he didn't know what he was saying. Wang Chengen couldn't stand it anymore, so he leaned over to pick up the pieces that were scattered all over the ground.

"Is it still useful to pick it up? Put it all there! ”

Wang Chengen shuddered and stopped his movements, and stood up again, feeling the tension of the eve of the storm from the emperor's angry attitude.

"Shanhaiguan is going to be lost! Go and pass on the ministers to ......"

Zhu Youzhen finished venting, only to feel as if he was out of strength, and sat weakly on the dragon chair. In fact, Zhu Youzhen just subconsciously wanted to call those ministers, but he didn't think much of it in his heart. Even if those old guys came, they were all prevaricating their responsibilities and pretending to be confused. But if the world of Nuoda is only managed by Zhu Youzhen, how many nails can he make alone?

Therefore, although Zhu Youzhen has no choice but to use these people, otherwise even if he dies of exhaustion, it may be difficult to manage this big world.

After looking at the emperor's affection, Wang Chengen leaned down again and prepared to pick up the scattered pieces on the ground, until he picked up the military newspaper, but when he saw it wide open, he peeked at it a few times. It turned out to be terrifying to him.

The Yiyuan Pass, which is closest to Shanhaiguan, has been lost, which is not trivial. Wang Chengen Ping Suri followed the emperor to look at the map of the north, and knew the passes around the Great Wall well, and he was well aware of the strict nature of the loss of the Yiyuan Pass.

If the Qing army attacks the Yiyuankou, the main force of the Qing army can drive straight from here, and then counterattack Shanhaiguan from the inside, cutting off the back road of the Ming army in Shanhaiguan, so Shanhaiguan is not about to be lost?

But at least Wang Chengen was a little relieved, at least Shanhaiguan was still in the hands of the Ming Dynasty, and it should not be lost for a while.

Looking at Zhu Youzhen who was sitting on the dragon chair again, Wang Chengen stiffened his head and planned to comfort him a few more words.

"Long live, this Shanhaiguan is in the hands of Sun Ge Lao, and it will definitely not be lost for a while!"

Zhu Youzhen said: "Prepare to send the world's soldiers and horses to the king, it has only been less than a year, and Gyeonggi has been invaded by the Eastern Captives twice, this, this, what face do I have to face the ancestors and ancestors?" ”

"Long live, but the old slave thinks that the Tartars will not invade the capital lightly, and they are likely to make a big fuss about Shanhaiguan. Therefore, at this moment, Jingshidang is still safe. ”

"So what? The back road of Shanhaiguan has been cut off, and sooner or later it will not be guaranteed, and now the Jingshi will not be attacked, but sooner or later it will be ......"

Wang Chengen saw that Zhu Youzhen was so pessimistic and desperate, he fell to the ground and cried bitterly, crying silently, and he didn't know how to comfort the great tomorrow in front of him.

The ministers came one after another, and they had already heard about the war in Shanhaiguan, and their faces were ugly as if they were dead, but they didn't say a word in the palace. Didn't you send Sun Chengzong? Why didn't even Sun Chengzong block the invasion of Dongyu? It also further lost the vital entrance of the righteous courtyard.

But then everyone knew that even though Sun Chengzong was only better than Zhuge , his body was paralyzed after all, and he couldn't do it if his body was not good, and many things might not be able to be mastered, and it was reasonable to let Dongyu take advantage of him in the end.

"Holy Lord, the top priority is to recapture the entrance of the Righteous Courtyard."

Xue Guoguan was the first to stand up, but he just said it with empty teeth, and there was nothing substantive about it.

"Retake the entrance of the Righteous Temple? What to take? Are you going? Even Sun Chengzong can't do it, so don't say some lies when you are living and dying! ”

Zhang Sizhi jumped out and mercilessly reprimanded Xue Guoguan, the reason why he is unscrupulous now is because Yang Sichang was defeated in western Liaoning, if Hong Chengchou and Sun Chengzong hold Shanhaiguan, he may still have hope of making a comeback, but now Shanhaiguan is already in danger, and it is a matter of time before it is lost. Then, Yang Sichang's fate can be imagined, and Yang Sichang is Xue Guoguan's backstage, and Xue Guoguan, who has lost the backstage, is not a fart in Zhang Sizhi's eyes.

So Zhang Sizhi jumped out in a hurry, ready to put on small shoes for this guy in front of the emperor.

Xue Guoguan is a general statement, and there is no substantive construction. To tell the truth, the situation has deteriorated to this point, he doesn't think anyone is still capable of turning the tide, and almost all of the most capable armies of the Ming Dynasty are on the front line of the Great Wall, and they are defeated one by one to the more capable Qing army.

However, he was so angry that he was so speechless by Zhang Sizhi, and suddenly remembered someone with an idea.

"Who says no one? Li Xin, the former general of Shanxi Town, is the most suitable candidate! ”

Zhang Sizhi didn't expect Xue Guoguan to carry Li Xin out, he hated this Qiu Bawufu now, how could he say good things about him in front of the emperor.

"Li Xin? Previously, the saint ordered him to go to the peace talks, but there has been no movement until now, who knows if he is afraid of hardships and dangers where he is hiding, let him come to Liaoxi to relieve the siege, do you go to find him? ”

Xue Guoguan sneered and sneered.

"Zhang Xiang didn't look for it, how do you know that you can't find Li Xin? Or do you just want to save Shanhaiguan at all? ”

"Shut up, don't quarrel, I asked you to come with an idea, not to quarrel here, if you want to quarrel and go home!"

Zhu Youzhen's mood was ruined to the extreme, but at this moment, his alarm clock also flashed with inspiration. The idea of moving the capital is like a wildfire in late autumn, and it is unstoppably crazy. However, it is not easy to move the capital, how much prestige Chengzu had back then, and he was the emperor immediately, and there were many obstacles to moving the capital to Beijing, and even fell short.

Although Zhu Youzhen is the Son of Heaven and the Ninth Five-Year Prince, he still has a little self-knowledge of himself, and with his prestige and ability, it is absolutely difficult to match Chengzu, and moving the capital to Nanjing is simply an impossible task.

For so many years, Jingshi has been frequently invaded by the Eastern Captives, and as the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, he has to announce to the king of soldiers and horses in the world every time, which is really unbearable. But if the capital is moved to Nanjing, it will be different, the entire Zhili is at its toss, the Ming Dynasty is as stable as a rock in Nanjing, and after all, Jiangnan has not been ravaged by the war, the Ming army can also take the opportunity to restore its vitality, Nanjing is far from the Central Plains, and it can also deter the thieves who are raging in the Central Plains.

At this time, Zhu Youzhen, who was stunned, had no time to pay attention to the ministers who were arguing again under Danqi, and was thinking about moving the capital in a daze. After thinking about it, Zhu Youzhen felt that moving the capital was a great move to revitalize the big chess game of the Ming Dynasty! Thinking in his heart, he unconsciously said it.

"Moving the capital to ......"

The voice was not loud, but Wang Chengen, who was standing behind Zhu Youzhen, heard it clearly, and was immediately frightened into a cold sweat, and prayed not to be heard by the ministers below. The hall was silent immediately, and Wang Chengen's heart was broken, but he was still heard.

Several ministers looked at the emperor on the throne, and although the two words that came out of the emperor's mouth were very light, they clearly reached their ears.