When Zhao Hongyu and his entourage were selecting goods in front of the stall here in Liulichang, a chamberlain hurriedly walked into the emperor's study with a newspaper in the imperial city.

The newspaper in the hand of the chamberlain contained a letter for help about the invasion of the Jurchens in Liaodong.

The Ming Dynasty during this period can be described as stormy.

It's just that the people of Daming don't have a clear understanding of these. They always thought that those Jurchens outside the gate could be the opponents of the Ming Empire.

It's just that they forgot that the Song Kingdom hundreds of years ago was beaten by these Jurchens and couldn't raise their heads.

Although the bigwigs in the DPRK and China can see the situation clearly, they don't care about these things at all, and all their experiences are focused on intrigue and power struggle.

It is precisely because of these things that the collapse of the Ming Empire has occurred.

"Your Majesty! Emperor! The big thing is not good, Yang Fengyi, the governor of Liaodong, sent people to Beijing to ask for help, and the Jurchens launched an attack on the towns of Liaodong on the fifth day of the second month, and now Liaodong has been captured by the Jurchens with five military towns......"

When the chamberlain entered the study, he immediately screamed loudly.

Come to think of it, this chamberlain must be the confidant of the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, and he is extremely favored.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to scream like this.

After all, this is in the palace, and if he doesn't do it well, it will cost his head.

In the study, a young fat man wearing a yellow dragon robe was standing behind the bookcase with a brush and writing and drawing on the rice paper.

He was concentrating on the movement of his pen, but when his work was about to be completed, he suddenly heard the shouts and contents of the attendant, and immediately the color of his face changed.

"Panggu, what did you say? Is there a war on the Liaodong side? ”

Syllable!

The inkstone on the table fell to the ground and was shattered, this inkstone is very expensive, and it costs at least dozens of taels of silver on the market.

If this is an ordinary person, this inkstone will not hurt for a long time.

But the master of the Ming Empire. Zhu Shangwu, the emperor who did not exist in history, was unaware of this.

The chamberlain trotted in front of Zhu Shangwu, and then knelt on the ground with a 'poof', lowered his head and continued: "Your Majesty! Liaodong was already unstable, and Yang Fengyi said that the Jurchen army was marching together, and there were even three soldiers and horses coming straight to the capital. And his Liaodong army was defeated in the battle of Xianhuling, and now it has retreated to the city of Kidnappers, and the army has only 30,000 horses left, unable to resist the Jurchens. ”

Ahh

While listening to the words of the waiter, he reached out and picked up the report in the hand of the waiter and looked at it quickly. The fat on the fat of the chubby Daimyo Emperor trembled, and a look of panic appeared on his face.

Zhu Shangwu's body staggered, and the chamberlain hurriedly supported him, otherwise the emperor of the Ming Empire would fall to the ground if he didn't do it.

The chamberlain quietly glanced at the case, and saw that on the good rice paper, someone used black ink to outline the scene when a man and a woman were 'running errands'.

"Your Majesty, take care of the dragon's body."

I didn't dare to compliment this emperor's hobby chamberlain, but he wouldn't say anything.

Originally normal history. The daimyo emperor Zhu Youxiao of this period was a guy who was extremely obsessed with doing carpentry work. But although there is a different person in this time and space, this Zhu Shangwu is also a strange existence.

Unlike Zhu Youxiao, who was obsessed with doing carpentry work, this Emperor Zhu Shangwu was obsessed with Spring Palace paintings.

As long as he has some spare time, he will paint some Spring Palace paintings by himself. Then secretly let people organize it into a book and sell it outside.

And when selling albums, he also used a 'pen name' called Huai Chunzi.

I have to say here that the descendants of the old Zhu family are really wonderful.

The later they came, the more strange these Zhu family emperors became.

It's a pity for such a person. If you put it in modern times, if you are in an island country, he is definitely a good H cartoonist. But after all, he was the emperor of the Ming Empire in the seventeenth century, the ruler of an empire.

Therefore. Obsessed with such things is a bit unreliable.

But it is precisely because he is the emperor that he likes such things, and who can stop it.

The ministers in the court can do it, but this guy won't listen to them at all. In addition to the greetings of several eunuchs in the palace, the emperor went farther and farther on the road painted in the Spring Palace.

His style of painting has not yet transcended this era, and basically the figures in his paintings seem very abstract in modern times.

And what he is looking for is to find a new style.

However, innovation is not so easy.

Therefore, basically every day, his energy is focused on this matter.

Although he would go to the court every day, when he sat on the dragon chair, he had never heard the recitals of those courtiers at all. Even all the reviews were handled by the eunuchs they trusted.

It is precisely for this reason that he has more time to seek out whether to find a new way to paint in the Spring Palace.

Today, he is in a good mood, and he doesn't have to go to court these days of the Chinese New Year to listen to the recitals of the courtiers who seem to him to be verbose. So he came to the study and continued his 'big business'.

However, the report from Liaodong suddenly made him lose this good mood.

The eunuchs of such a report to the ceremonial supervisor did not dare to call the shots, so they could only send someone to this highness and let him see what should be done.

I have to say that His Royal Highness Zhu Shangwu is lucky, although he also appointed eunuchs during his years as emperor, these eunuchs did not appear in another time and space like Wei Zhongxian.

And the celebrants and eunuchs he trusted were all loyal to him, and they were all very diligent in reviewing and reading the recitals, for fear of making mistakes. Their existence is nothing more than to give him more time to explore the road to the Spring Palace, as well as to resist the criticism of the bigwigs in the DPRK and China.

It can be said that the royal history of the East in this time and space deviates a lot from the original normal history.

Emperor Zhu Shangwu often called himself a hermit...... Well, a hermit who has a higher pursuit of the art of spring palace painting. In addition, his courage is very small, and after hearing about the incident in Liaodong at first glance, he immediately panicked.

"What to do! What to do! The Jurchens actually broke through the towns in eastern Liaodong. What did this Yang Fengyi grow up eating, I trusted him so much, and he also swore that he could block the Jurchens, why was he defeated by the Jurchens now. ”

To say that His Royal Highness Zhu Shangwu can still say something about the Spring Palace painting, but he can't do anything about it.

Don't look at him as an emperor, in fact, he is a waste snack.

Government affairs are usually handled by the cabinet, as well as the celebrant and supervisor, so he doesn't know how to deal with these things at all.

Now that the celebrant has reported the matter to his side, what do you ask him to do?

"Your Majesty! Emperor! Now you have to order the troops to move their troops quickly. If everything in the newspaper is true. Then the Jurchens will not be able to come to the capital in a few days. I heard that the Jurchens were all cavalry, and their speed was very fast. ”

Being reminded by the chamberlain, Emperor Zhu Shangwu nodded hurriedly.

"Quick! Fast! Passed the decree to let Sun Lianren, the secretary of the military department, enter the palace! ”

yes, what is my headache in this matter, and what about the military department.

If you can't even deal with this matter, then what will the imperial court do with these people in the military department.

"Lord Sun Lianren Sun will definitely be able to handle this matter, as long as he comes, such trouble can be solved."

As if comforting himself, Zhu Shangwu muttered to himself.

"Alas! It's all damn Jurchens, and I was in a good mood today. I also had an epiphany in my head, thinking that I could make a breakthrough in painting, but now I don't have that kind of thought. ”

The wonderful Emperor Zhu Shangwu actually had the heart to talk about this matter at this time. It can be seen how strange he is.

The chamberlain retired here, and the messenger who ran all the way went away.

When the chamberlain withdrew from the study, Zhu Shangwu was left alone in the entire study.

But now Zhu Shangwu has no heart to continue to stay in the study, no matter who knows what happened in Liaodong. It's impossible to think about it, and you can't have the heart to continue doing anything else, is it?

Our Emperor Zhu Shangwu is also like this.

Yang Fengyi, Yang Fengyi, why are you so useless.

I originally thought that if you were asked to guard Liaodong, how could you make those Jurchens dare not act rashly. But how did you get defeated by the Jurchens?

Walking out of the study, Zhu Shangwu stood in the courtyard, Taitou looked at the sky and sighed in his heart.

Zhu Shangwu knew the truth about the defeat of Liaodong, and the report he got could not be so clear.

After all, it takes a chapter to write how many words, and the battle situation here in Liaodong is not clear in one or two sentences.

"Get up and go to the Qinzheng Palace!"

Since the decree has been sent to the Ministry of War, Zhu Shangwu hurried to the Qinzheng Palace, where to wait for the arrival of this Shangshu-

Dividing Line –

Paying money kills people!

These officers and soldiers in Liaodong, don't they know that there will be a big problem when Lu Dao is making trouble with military salaries at this juncture!

In the small city of Liaodong, Yang Fengyi, the governor of Liaodong, retreated here with the remnants of the defeated army. In the small town, the streets were full of wounded soldiers.

Yang Fengyi walked on the street, looking at the wounded soldiers all over the ground, listening to their wails, needless to say, the feeling in her heart.

In the first battle of Yehuling, the general soldiers of Jinzhou and Liaoyang, as well as several other general soldiers, actually disobeyed the order and withdrew from the battlefield with their own troops without authorization, resulting in the defeat of the army.

If it weren't for them, where would I have ended up like this?

I have long known that the generals of the Dao Military Town are extremely arrogant, and now I can be regarded as knowledgeable.

looks very much like the governor of a Hong Kong star Andy in another time and space, and the expression on his face is very painful when he thinks about the defeat.

What are they thinking in their hearts, aren't they afraid of the court pursuing them? (To be continued......)