Luo Chen pulled Zhu Cihong out of the dormitory and asked people to bring two chairs.

The warm sun in early spring was not scorching, which made Zhu Cihong feel very comfortable, he squinted at Luo Chen, and said, "Sir, do you think Da Ming can still be saved?" ”

For more than half a year, staring at the mobile phone screen for too long day and night has made his eyesight deteriorate very seriously.

Luo Chen said lightly: "Have you finished reading the contents of those memory cards?" ”

Zhu Cihong said: "I have finished watching all the movies, TV series and anime in it, but there are too many novels, so I can only pick those historical ones to watch first." ”

Although the simplified Chinese characters made him struggle to read at first.

A novel file of several million words does not take up much storage space, so Luo Chen does not have an approximate number of novels downloaded.

Luo Chen continued to ask: "Have you read all the information sent by Jinyiwei every day?" ”

Zhu Cihong recalled that in the pieces of information, one by one subverted his records of the Manchu Dynasty's civil and military affairs and the cognition of the people of the world, his heart was suddenly heavy and powerless.

He looked up at the sky: "It's shocking... Is this the real Da Ming? ”

Luo Chen said: "Is Daming saved, you already have the answer in your heart?" ”

Zhu Cihong was speechless, just because he knew too much, he felt a deep powerlessness. Only now did he understand how bitter his father was, but fortunately, he did not end up as a dead king, and there was no need to be shameless to see Taizu under Jiuquan.

So... Should he be happy for his father, or should he pity himself?

The thousands of gigabytes of files in the memory card of his mobile phone subverted his worldview, but he also reshaped his three views under the guidance of Luo Chen, broadening his horizons and thoughts.

And Jin Yiwei sent pieces of information, telling him truthfully and unmistakably how rotten the court is inside and out......

After being silent for a while, Zhu Cihong smiled bitterly: "Break and stand? ”

When he used his mobile phone to read those novels, he also found a lot of texts from the late Ming Dynasty, and several of them featured himself, his father, or even his uncle.

Let's not talk about whether the various operations in it are feasible, at least it has broadened his thinking and allowed him to give birth to a lot of ideas.

Luo Chen asked, "Now that you understand, make a decision?" ”

Zhu Cihong said seriously: "My surname is Zhu, even if it is a dead end, I can only hold on!" ”

Luo Chen said: "Even if you become a tyrant who has been stinking for eternity? ”

"That's better than being the king of a dead country."

Luo Chen nodded and said, "Since you have made up your mind, then start to take over the government, now the whole world is scolding me for being a chaotic minister and a thief." ”

Zhu Cihong said embarrassedly: "I am wronged." ”

Luo Chen shook his head and said, "I'm nothing, I'm ready to leave this world." ”

"Huh?"

Zhu Cihong was stunned when he heard this.

Luo Chen said calmly: "If you look at those things on your phone, you should also understand that I am not from this world, and now it is just time to leave." ”

He said this to appease Zhu Cihong's heart.

Now that the power of the court is actually in the hands of Luo Chen, Zhu Cihong is still an emperor no matter how immature he is, and suspicion and suspicion are necessary qualities.

Zhu Cihong was in a trance for a while, looked at Luo Chen and the others again, and his eyes were more sincere, and he asked, "Is Mr. the one who was written in those novels?" ”

"Pretty much." Luo Chen is here.

Zhu Cihong was suddenly melancholy, and said with a wry smile: "If Mr. leaves, without Mr.'s help, I actually don't have ...... confidence."

Luo Chen noticed that Zhu Cihong's self-proclaimed name had changed from 'I' to 'I'.

This may also mean that the other party recognizes his identity and responsibilities and begins to adapt to it.

Luo Chen said: "This is your country, you need to take responsibility yourself." ”

"That's what the gentleman said!" Zhu Cihong is colorful.

Luo Chen opened the topic and said: "Give you a few suggestions, after you are in power, give up this mess in the north, as long as it is not a slave, whoever wants to take it over will be thrown to whomever you want." Just firmly control the south, that is the essence of the Ming Dynasty today, there is money, food, people, abandon the north, the speed of the Ming Dynasty's recovery will be faster. ”

In the last years of the Ming Dynasty, the north has always been a burden on the imperial court, and if it were not for the resources transported by the south of the Yangtze River, the north would only be afraid of chaos earlier and more miserable.

"Now there are more than 50 million taels of silver in the treasury, and I am going to let Jinyiwei attack those people of the Eight Great Jin Merchants, I think I should be able to get a lot of silver taels, even if you can't collect taxes from Jiangnan in the future, it will be enough for you to support for a few years."

"The black material of the Xunqi bureaucrats over there in the south of the Yangtze River is also continuing to be collected, and they are all piled up in the Fusi of Beizhen, if there is a shortage of silver in the future, they will cut a stubble, and the rest will continue to be raised."

"Zhang Jin is a good knife, make good use of it, learn the lessons of your uncle and your father, and rebalance for the monarch...... I hope you are not the last emperor of the Ming Dynasty. ”

……

A few days later—

Before Zhu Cihong, who was regarded as a puppet by the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty, was actually exposed to the hundred officials, he managed the government of the court, and the Zhenguo Duke was not at all dissatisfied.

And although Zhu Cihong is sick and overindulgent, he doesn't look like a puppet no matter what, and he does have some monarch's spirit, although he is immature.

What about the good Zhenguo Gong who controls the court and dictates without authority?

This sudden change really made many people break their eyes.

Fortunately, he can still stand in the court now, except for some old oilmen who are good at the golden mean and protect themselves. The rest are basically Luo Chen's people, and they do whatever Luo Chen says, but no one is too resistant to Zhu Cihong's pro-government.

……

It didn't take long for good news to come from outside the gates.

The sons of the boar skins who were still alive, including Dorgon, were dead.

In front of the hall, dozens of treated heads were discharged.

Luo Chen and Zhang Jin covered their noses with silk scarves and looked at them with frowns.

Zhang Jin bent down and pointed out to Luo Chen: "My lord, this is the head of the traitor Bao Chengxian, this is Ning Wanme, this is Fan Wencheng, and this is Zu Dashou......

Look at this, my lord, the eldest son of the boar skin, Daishan, these two are Dorgon's siblings, Azig and Dordor......"

Finally, he pointed to the head of a money rattail pigtail.

"This is Dolgon."

Luo Chen took a closer look, and then retreated in disgust.

As soon as these people died, no one pressed the top floor, and now only Xiaozhuang and Fulin, the orphans and widows, were left in the palace of Jiannu, and a group of ambitious people would soon come out to fight for power.

Regardless of whether these two mothers and sons can hold on, at least Jiannu will be in internal friction for a short time, and they will not have the heart to covet Guannei for more than ten years.

Luo Chen said: "Deal with these heads, put them in Beizhen Fusi and save them, and if Jiannu is restless in the future, send one over." ”

"Your Excellency is wise!"

Luo Chen asked, "What about Wu Sangui?" ”

Zhang Jin hurriedly said: "I have found the secret letter that Wu Sangui colluded with Dolgon, but in order to prevent Wu Sangui from jumping off the wall in a hurry and rebelling, his subordinates asked him to take his head first, and then make the evidence public." ”

Luo Chen nodded: "It's safe to do this." ”

Turning back to the main hall, he asked, "Have you found Mu Renqing?" ”

Meng Fan has always been in charge of this matter, he said: "The lowly duty is not effective, Jinyiwei's eyeliner has found Mu Renqing's traces many times, but this person is extremely cunning, and he can easily get rid of the tracking every time, or simply kill the Jinyiwei secret agent who tracks him." ”

Luo Chen was not disappointed, and ordered: "Send someone to the martial arts to spread the rumor, and say that on February 15, I will make an appointment to fight Mu Renqing in Huashan." If Mu Renqing still has a trace of the dignity of the first person in the world, he should take the initiative to appear. ”

If it really can't be done, you can only arrest Mu Renqing's disciples and grandchildren, cut off a body part a day, and force Mu Lao Monkey to appear. Not everyone can easily get rid of the tracking of Jinyiwei's secret agents like Mu Lao Monkey.