That night, Zhu Youzhen suddenly heard an urgent report from the eunuch, and Sun Chengzong actually asked to see him enter the palace. This surprised him, didn't Sun Chengzong lie in bed with a wind disease? When listening to the little eunuch's description that Sun Chengzong was carried into the palace by a servant, he couldn't help but be greatly moved.

At the same time that people went to pass on Sun Chengzong's audience, he was ready to personally descend to greet him, but soon Wang Chengen cautiously spoke out to stop him.

"Long live the cold has just healed, and the bones of the body can no longer blow the night wind......"

Zhu Youzhen was still ready to greet him in person, Wang Chengen knelt on the ground, stopped in front of him, and choked up: "Long live the safety of the world, don't ...... it"

This voice was sincere, and Zhu Youzhen felt it and was moved. Don't look at the ministers of those foreign dynasties who claim to be saints one by one, loyal to the monarch and serve the country, but how many people really regard him as a monarch's father? In the end, it is not as true as a eunuch. He couldn't bear to brush Wang Chengen's heart, so he promised not to go out again. Wang Chengen got up at this time, and while signaling that the little eunuch who was waiting for the emperor to change his clothes did not have to be busy anymore, he asked people to go to the imperial dining room to bring hot porridge to warm up the emperor's body.

After a while, a bed surrounded by a curtain was brought in and placed in the middle of the room. Zhu Youzhen didn't care about the prestige of the saint, and walked a few steps to the bed, Wang Chengen quickly opened the curtain, only to see Sun Chengzong being wrapped in it, and was about to struggle to get up.

Zhu Youzhen gently put his hand in front of the old man, and said softly: "Don't move, the old man, I will allow you to lie down!" ”

Sun Chengzong's facial expression was extremely unnatural, but he could see that it was flushed, but he didn't know whether it was due to the emperor's grace of allowing him to lie on the bed in the palace, or because he was worried about the imminent situation of the war. Wang Chenen on the side couldn't help but feel sorry for it, Sun Chengzong's facial expression was that he couldn't control it freely due to the wind disease, a generation of famous and strong people can resist the army of Tartars millions, but they can't compete with their own diseases, and they feel that people are small in front of God, no matter how high their status is, how much power they have in their hands, they can't compete with the influence of fate.

Wang Chengen naturally attributed Sun Chengzong's experience to fate, and at the same time, his eyes involuntarily glanced at his master, the emperor of the Ninth Five-Year Supreme, a question rose in his heart out of place, can he be at the mercy of fate?

But this thought was soon interrupted by a cough from Sun Chengzong, "Shengshang, old minister, Wen Liaoxi, defeated, defeated...... "Sun Chengzong's condition is obviously stricter than when he first arrived in Beijing, although he was also bedridden and unable to take care of himself, but he was always able to speak freely, but a sentence of just a dozen words like this in front of him actually seemed to take a lot of effort to say.......

Zhu Youzhen's joy when he first heard that Sun Chengzong asked to see him gradually cooled, seeing Sun Chengzong's appearance now, he couldn't even speak, and his brain could still know where to go? Can you give him any advice?

"For example, nowadays...... Attack on the abdomen and back...... It's hard to ...... It's hard to look ......"

It took Sun Chengzong a long time before he intermittently explained his plan, so that Zhu Youzhen understood it. Roughly speaking, now there are eastern captives in the north, thieves in the south are raging, and the imperial court is under the enemy's back, and the first is afraid of it, so the battle between the two must end one and strike at the other.

These words can be regarded as speaking to Zhu Youzhen's heart, the current situation facing the imperial court is stretched, although he is classified as the Son of Heaven, he has experienced the embarrassment of a good woman who is difficult to cook without rice. "According to what the elder sees, which side should be ended and which side should be attacked?"

In fact, Zhu Youzhen already had the answer before he asked this sentence, he just wanted to hear this important minister who was suffering from illness say it himself. The room was so quiet that even the needles could be heard clearly when they fell on the ground, except for Sun Chengzong's rapid breathing, which was the cry of insects outside.

"End the North, Strike the South......"

Sun Chengzong's speech was already very difficult, and he was concise and to the point, and Zhu Youzhen also listened to it clearly.

Zhu Youzhen was silent for a moment when he heard this, and suddenly said: "Da Ming has never compromised with the Tartars, how can he set this precedent by me?" ”

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

After coughing, Sun Chengzong's face turned red, and he actually held back a complete sentence, which made Zhu Youzhen, the great son of tomorrow, dumbfounded.

"The talents of the Ming Dynasty are withering, but Li Xin alone can be ...... a heavy responsibility"

This was the first time that Sun Chengzong was officially mentioned to the emperor after he was reinstated, or recommended Li Xin. In the past, he never mentioned Li Xin, and Zhu Youzhen was still very satisfied with this. But today, a mouth is not amazing, and the posture is endless.

Li Xin is capable and responsible, and Zhu Youzhen is also very optimistic about this young general who he single-handedly promoted, but as Sun Chengzong said, he thinks it is exaggerated. In addition to Yang Sichang, who suffered a fiasco, there is at least one person Yunwen Yunwu who is decisive and courageous, and that is Hong Chengchou, who can completely enter Zhu Youzhen's sight, thanks to the fire in the inner city. It was precisely because of Hong Chengchou's decisive command that a fire that burned throughout the entire inner city was controlled within a small range.

Combined with Hong Chengchou's previous achievements, it turned out to be almost an invincible achievement, and Hong Chengchou reshaped his image in Zhu Youzhen's mind overnight. This great genius often caress his forehead and rejoices, thanks to not being blinded by prejudice, he almost missed a pillar of the country.

However, Zhu Youzhen still did not express his position, but waited for Sun Chengzong's next words. Sure enough, Sun Chengzong said intermittently: "The Dongyu is committed to plundering, but the thieves are in danger......

Sun Chengzong's meaning was very simple, that is, to sue the emperor that he should negotiate peace with the Manchus, and then concentrate his forces to quell the rebellion of the thieves in order to solve the great trouble of his henchmen. Seeing that the emperor was still silent, Sun Chengzong was obviously a little impatient, and he tried to get up with his hands on the edge of the bed, but his body did not move at all. He also knew that if anyone in the court brought it up to talk to the Dongyu, it would be pointed out by thousands of people, and his officialdom career could end at any time.

However, Sun Chengzong is now a seriously ill person, and his body is like a candle in the wind, which may be extinguished at any time. However, even if Zhu Youzhen was the emperor, he did not dare to blatantly accept Sun Chengzong's proposal, and he could not afford to compromise with Yidi.

Sun Chengzong seemed to have seen through Zhu Youzhen's thoughts, and said intermittently: "As long as, the saint, the first approval, the old minister, drag the old, sick and crippled body......"

Zhu Youzhen was moved again, he knew that these civil servants valued reputation more important than life, and how rare it was for Sun Chengzong to decide to ignore his personal statement and devote himself to the court.

The next day, at the small court meeting, the important ministers saw a strange scene that was rare in their lives in the Wenhua Palace, and a large bed surrounded by a dense curtain was laboriously carried in by several small eunuchs. When the curtain was lifted, everyone was surprised, because it was Sun Chengzong who was lying inside.

But this is not the end, Sun Chengzong's mouth makes everyone feel numb. He seemed to be in a little better shape than he had been last night, perhaps because he had been able to speak a lot more coherently in one breath. It was said intermittently for a while, and in a word, it was a sentence, the Dongyu must negotiate peace, and the thieves must be suppressed.

Needless to say, the suppression of thieves is not to be said, but how can this talk of peace with the East Capture be taken lightly? After all, due to Sun Chengzong's identity and the current situation, no one stood up to accuse him for a while. Even so, it made the buzzing sound in the Wenhua Hall resound.

"Is Elder Sun Ge confused? I, Daming, have never compromised with the Tartars, how can I ......"

"This is very true, who dares to speak and behead......"

"Shhhh Sun Ge is a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death, don't talk nonsense......"

There was a lot of discussion below, Zhu Youzhen drooped his eyelids and didn't realize it, and no one said anything to stop it, but the attitude of the important ministers did not escape the eyes of this seemingly indifferent tomorrow. The ministers shouted that they must not negotiate peace with the Manchu Qing Dynasty, and would rather be broken for the jade than for the whole tile, not to mention that the Ming Dynasty is far from the Cheng dù of the broken jade.

Only Sun Chengzong, who was on the sickbed, raised his voice sharply, and laughed twice, which made the entire Wenhua Hall quiet down like a trick.

Sun Chengzong originally just wanted to sneer, but under the force he could use, it made his voice feel harsh, and at the same time, he sat up suddenly.

"Fight, fight, fight, you are so willing to fight, do you dare to personally lead an army to the north or south?"

Suddenly, I was speaking much more fluently. This shouting and questioning made everyone shut up, let them point fingers, lead the troops to fight, what are you kidding?

At this time, Zhang Sizhi finally couldn't help coughing, cleared his throat first, and then said seemingly leisurely: "It's not that you want to fight, the ancestral system is like this after all, who dares to set this precedent?" Besides, there is no successor in the DPRK and China, Hong Chengchou went to take Yang Sichang's position, even if he didn't negotiate peacefully, he could keep the Dongyu soldiers out of Shanhaiguan! ”

The courtiers also came to a rule, all the people who were promoted by the emperor were somewhat capable, just like Li Xin is a living example, and Hong Chengchou is obviously a recent celebrity of the emperor's god for a hundred years, but they would rather the latter than let Li Xin rob a martial artist for a great achievement.

Sun Chengzong splashed a basin of cold water.

"Guan Ningjin's defense line is one, Ningjin has been lost, even Da Luo Jinxian can hardly have the power to return to the sky! Not to mention Hong Chengchou, even if the old man goes, he will have to return! ”

After all, Sun Chengzong's identity and status are there, and the words he says have a well-deserved weight, and if he says no, then it will definitely not work.

The ministers discussed again, but Zhang Sizhi suddenly asked: "Since Elder Sun Ge said that he can't hold it, and if he wants to negotiate peace, there must always be a suitable candidate, is it impossible for Elder Pavilion to go in person?" "The implication is that you can't take care of yourself, so can you expect others to take advantage of your fire?

Who knew that Sun Chengzong spit out two words word by word.