Although the Emperor of the Apocalypse has lived in the deep palace for a long time, and has hardly asked about the government in the past seven years, he has his own ability to understand people.

Otherwise, Wei Zhongxian alone would not be able to balance the increasingly fierce factional struggle in the Ming Dynasty and maintain a cruel balance.

Therefore, he only counted his eyes, and he saw that this young man who dared to look at him was worthy of being a Guan Ning Iron Rider who was in the Jiannu wolf pack, but was still fearless.

Even in the face of the aggressiveness of the slaves in the Dazheng Palace, he was able to resolve it wittily, defeat Dorgon, provoke Fan Wencheng, and maintain the dignity of the Ming Dynasty.

Fuling, the eastern suburb of Shenyang, is the burial place of the slave chief.

In the face of Jiannu's heyday of military might, he used a song "Farewell My Concubine", which not only increased the ambition of the Ming Dynasty, but also frustrated the prestige of Jiannu.

The cold blood that has been in the deep palace for a long time can't help but heat up.

Tianqi looked at Huang Chongzhen seriously, and the latter, with a hint of respectful smile, also silently walked and watched.

Everything seems so beautiful and so happy.

"The emperor's complexion is really not very good! If he could live a few more years, or even a few months and a few days, and move his whole body, maybe the final fate of Daming would be completely different! Huang Chongzhen sighed silently.

The ministers looked at the young emperor in the palace, and then at the young man who was slowly approaching the steps of the main hall with His Royal Highness, and looked at the two of them with a good posture of being a newlywed, and couldn't help but be jealous.

Huang Chongzhen accurately estimated with his footsteps, and he could reach the middle of the hall after taking a few more steps, and was about to stop.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a figure coming out, and a very annoying voice sounded: "Bold fanatics, in the Taihe Palace, the emperor is current, he actually dares to sword and walk!" Where is the golden gourd warrior, don't take it quickly! ”

His voice echoed in the Taihe Temple, but embarrassingly, no one seemed to pay attention to him.

Even Huang Chongzhen took the opportunity to finish the last few steps, as if he had just reacted, he turned sideways slightly and said, "Oh, what my lord said is that it is indeed this general Meng Lang." ”

As he spoke, he untied the "Ruqin" sword on his back and took off his shoes......

"This kid...... It's quite acquainted! When the ministers saw this, they praised him in their hearts.

But he suddenly smelled a smell, which was centered on the young man in the hall, and it quickly spread.

"What does it smell like?" The ministers sniffed carefully, and then almost vomited in the palace.

"This stinks, doesn't it?"

"How long has it been since this kid washed his feet!"

The Taihe Palace, which was like a pool of warm water just now, boiled in an instant, and the spearhead was directed at Huang Chongzhen.

When the Emperor of the Apocalypse saw this scene, he almost laughed out loud with a "grunt".

Thinking about being the emperor, the supreme existence of this hall and even the entire Ming Dynasty, laughing in person because of the courtiers' slight contradictions, it seemed too blatant, so he forcibly endured it, glanced at Wei Zhongxian on the side, and saw that he nodded lightly, so he chose to wait and see the changes.

Chongzhen looked helplessly at the well-dressed beast who jumped on his feet and scolded himself for "insulting Sven", toes of his socks torn, and said innocently: "It's not to blame General Ben, it's this lord who asked me to take off my sword and take off my shoes by the way." This general has been in the dust all the way, and there is no one in the great Beijing division to pick up the wind and wash the dust for me, and in my excitement, I forgot to wash my feet last night...... I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. ”

"When do I want you to take off your shoes?" The well-dressed crimson beast covered his nose and scolded, "You major general shirks the responsibility to the old man!" ”

"Your Excellency, that's not your fault."

Huang Chongzhen was obviously wearing armor, but he shook his sleeves as if he was wearing a wide robe, and said seriously: "You accuse you of taking off your sword and shoes, don't you just want to untie your sword and take off your shoes?" ”

"You...... Why don't you call yourself General Ben? ”

"In front of the emperor, the last general will dare?"

"Then you just ......"

"Isn't that what the adults are forcing me to do?"

Huang Chongzhen is serious and nonsense.

The posture with the cuffs was obviously imitating the Sven movements of the civil officials, and they were angry for a while.

However, the pungent smell was so strong that the ministers couldn't care so much, so they said, "Okay, okay, you can put on your shoes quickly." ”

"This ...... Not so good. Huang Chongzhen looked down at the thumb that came out of his socks, and sighed, "Wow, sad, my shoes are torn ...... hole."

The ministers are all old foxes, and they don't know the purpose of his indiscriminate adaptation of Chu Ci.

However, the salaries of the border army, especially the salaries of the Liaodong Army, which fought for many years. This heavy topic that will press the Ming giants to become more vicissitudes and even almost out of breath, if it is not a last resort, who would dare to mention it?

If it is mentioned, what if Wei Zhongxian, who has never followed the rules of officialdom, wants to pay for it himself?

So everyone pretended to be stupid, and they didn't urge Huang Chongzhen to put on his shoes quickly.

The Emperor of the Apocalypse was even more natural and turned a blind eye.

Gonggong Wei also looked at his nose and nose, like an old monk in his mind.

The main hall of the Great Imperial Palace, where the civil servants are gathered, brings together almost all the civil officials who are qualified to go to the palace in Beijing.

However, Huang Chongzhen sadly found that no one resolutely stood up to blame, let him sigh in the hall, and even sat down and picked his toes, and pulled them up and sniffed them on the tip of his nose.

"Hmm, my feet stink!" Even Chongzhen himself is a little disgusted with himself.

"Vomit ......" several civil officials who are known for being clean, even if they retched, patted their little chests and said secretly, "Fortunately, I didn't eat breakfast, fortunately, I didn't eat breakfast......"

The ministers no longer blamed him, but turned their angry eyes to the official who jumped out to accuse him.

Even his friends around him brushed their sleeves and said, "Wen Tiren, you are really troublesome!" Well, you're responsible for the trouble you broke out of yourself! Why don't you go and coax him well! ”

"This ...... He's not a child! How did I know that the deputy general of the Guanning Army and the deputy general of Zhengliao would be such a scoundrel! ”

Wen Tiren, who faced the accusations of the ministers, was really about to cry, but he still didn't have the courage to get close to Chongzhen and coax him to laugh.

Immediately, an eunuch official came forward to accuse: "You hammer! How old are you? How old is he? Your most precious scoundrel can be on par with it, he's not a child, are you a child? ”

"But...... General Huang Xiao...... General Huang Xiao......" Wen Tiren shouted from afar, neither sincere nor promised, looking extremely empty and weak.

"Wen Tiren! It turns out that this is Wen Tiren! Huang Chongzhen secretly remembered it, his face was sad, and he almost cried, and even more so that he took off his socks.

At this moment, even the apocalypse farthest away from him had to frown slightly.

The sachet Wei Zhongxian was wearing smelled similar to it, and after mixing, it resonated, and he couldn't help but cover his nose slightly, and the scolding of the ministers was endless.

The Taihe Palace of the Ming Dynasty will be no less noisy than the market vegetable market.

But Tianqi found it extremely interesting, because in his impression, Mo said that the Ming Dynasty was since the Song Dynasty, and for how long and for how long, there had never been a situation where a military general was angry at civil officials in the court.

The carpenter apocalypse in the history books, as Huang Chongzhen inferred, was not a good-for-nothing person.

Although its imperial score is not excellent, at least the blood in its heart to resist foreign enemies is not inferior.

Finally, when the ministers saw that this young general was really used to splashing and rolling, just like Cheng biting Jin in the Tang Dynasty, someone finally sighed, approached Huang Chongzhen a little bit after leaving the class, and said to him: "General Huang Xiao has worked hard for me in the Ming Dynasty, please stand up first." The old man is in charge of this matter. ”

Huang Chongzhen looked up in surprise, only to see that this person had gray hair, frowned slightly, and his face was very similar to his own national character shape, so he said happily: "Thank you, my lord, please ask your lordship and name?" ”

The official also said happily: "Although the old man is a few years older, but the little general is the border of the country, I am equal to the Jingshi to enjoy the government, and I really dare not take the four words of the surname and the big name." Old man Li Biao, I don't know if the little general can hear about it? ”

"Master Li Biao? I have admired the name for a long time, and I am disrespectful and disrespectful! Huang Chongzhen put on his shoes and socks, and happily bowed his hand, and said with a secret smile in his heart, "If my meeting gift at this time in Huaxia is a handshake, I don't know if this adult will dislike it." Or...... Try? ”

Li Biao, who had gray hair, smiled awkwardly and returned the salute: "How dare you, how dare you." ”

Huang Chongzhen saw that he was quite honest, so he gave up teasing him.

There is one and there are two, and another person flashed out behind Li Biao, his face was like a red date, and his voice was like a bell: "Yes, the little general doesn't need to worry, the Ming Dynasty will never owe meritorious officials." The two of us will make the decision for you. ”

Huang Chongzhen said with a "oops" and said: "Thank you, thank you, I haven't asked the adults yet......"

The official raised his hand and stopped him and said, "The old man is exempt from your surname, and his name is Zongdao." ”

"Come to Zongdao?" Huang Chongzhen was so happy that he almost jumped up, stepped forward and grabbed his hand, "It turns out that you are the master who came to the sect!" How is your brother-in-law, Mr. Chen Hongshou, doing lately? Where is it now? ”

"The erector is messing around!" Coming to Zongdao was shocked, he was obviously an extremely upright person, one is one, two is two, flicked his sleeves and shook off his hand, and faced the Apocalypse Dao in the main hall with Li Biao, "Your Majesty ......"

"Okay, I know, so I will allocate 100,000 yuan of silver and send it to my Ming Liaodong to reward my Guanning Iron Army. Huang Chongzhen, are you still satisfied......?"

Tianqi interrupted the two of them with a wave of his hand, because in the process, he had already received information through Wei Zhongxian's flipped palm: "The old slave can make up enough money for 100,000 silver!" ”

However, Huang Chongzhen also used the corner of his eye to see the small movements of the two of them.

So he hurried to say before the words of the apocalypse fell, and the ministers made a gesture, and shouted "Long live my emperor, my emperor Shengming", and said in surprise: "Why is it only 100,000 taels?" Isn't it a million taels? ”