"One...... Million? When did I say a million? Rao is apocalypse knew that this big locust had a great appetite, and when he heard this number, he couldn't help but fall into a state of sluggishness in an instant.

Wei Zhongxian, who was the best at relieving the embarrassment of the apocalypse, was also frightened into a trance for a moment.

The ministers were even more stunned, but the Taihe Palace, which was noisy whenever the government was in power, finally ushered in a rare silence because of the surprising words of a border pass.

"Isn't it a million taels? Isn't it a million taels? ”

This voice echoed in the temple and in the minds of the people for a long time.

Even Li Biao, a rare upright and upright person in the Ming Dynasty, felt extremely speechless, and regretted that he had taken the initiative to stand out for this scoundrel boy.

Only when he came to Zongdao, he was still entangled in the pair of claws that Huang Chongzhen had picked his feet and grabbed his socks, and how dirty the hands he had held were not affected by this, so he quickly reacted, and knelt down on the ground with a plop and said: "Weichen came to Zongdao, for me to defend the Guanning soldiers in Liaodong, thank my emperor Longen, and thank Wei Gonggong for his heroism." ”

When Li Biao heard this, he also quickly knelt down and spoke out to help.

Seeing that Huang Chongzhen was still stunned, he hurriedly turned his head to look at him and said angrily: "What are you still stunned about?" Get down on your knees and thank you! ”

"Oh...... Oooh! ”

Huang Chongzhen hurriedly did as he was told stupidly, and ten out of ten stunned young people who participated in the government for the first time.

However, it was this stunned young man who actually used this almost quarrelsome way for the past hundred years to discuss matters in the Ming Dynasty Hall "step by step", stirring up like a storm blowing across the lake, surging up stormy waves.

Those Wenchen with ulterior motives have lingering palpitations.

But those few courtiers who still have justice remaining, but are becoming more and more discouraged by the fierce factional struggles, such as Li Biaolai Zongdao and other neutral and clear streamers, are also constantly rippling in their hearts.

Apocalypse looked at the three guys who had fiddled with themselves angrily and said, "What's the matter with Guan Daban'er?" It's not all my fault! ”

"Yes, yes, Weichen is guilty, Weichen is guilty, my emperor's merits are ......" Lai Zongdao only made a small start.

Shi Fenglai, Huang Liji, and even Wen Tiren, Zhou Yanru and others all rushed out of the class to praise: "The merits of my emperor are comparable to the three emperors and five emperors, and the ancient Yao Shun ......"

You sing, I'll appear. At first glance, I thought that the Ming Dynasty was open and prosperous.

Huang Chongzhen was extremely disgusted by these afterthought-like sycophants, and after getting up, he patted the dust that did not exist on his knees, and pouted disdainfully.

Wei Zhongxian glared at him fiercely, and then made a vague gesture, telling the group of turtle grandsons under his command to stop being embarrassed.

Huang Chongzhen grinned at him, then put his feet together and bowed to him vaguely.

The more Apocalypse looked at this monkey-like boy, the more happy he became, and he faintly felt a familiar and cordial feeling, as if he had seen it somewhere, but he couldn't remember it anyway.

As soon as his mind was concentrated, his energy was lost, and he felt uncomfortable again.

Apocalypse hurriedly gave up thinking about it, and only said secretly: "Big locust, love to jump, good at jumping, I really didn't see the wrong person." Only such a character can turn the backwater-like Ming Dynasty into a stormy meeting. Ask the canal to be as clear as promised, for there is a source of living water. Only by revitalizing the Ming Dynasty can talents from all walks of life come one after another. As Zizi said, I advise the heavenly lord to be vigorous and reduce talents without sticking to one pattern. ”

In a good mood, Apocalypse felt that his qi was smoothed out, and he coughed lightly twice, coughing up a small lump of sticky stuff from the depths of his throat.

He knew that it wasn't blood, so he turned his head slightly, and the little palace maid behind him understood, and hurriedly handed over a piece of brocade.

Apocalypse wiped his mouth lightly, looked down, and felt even more reassured.

At this time, Huang Chongzhen, like the ministers, could no longer look directly at the apocalypse, and bowed his head slightly, clenched his fists and said: "Does the emperor still remember the fallacy presented by Weichen Tuo Wei's father-in-law?" ”

""A Brief Discussion on the Necessity and Urgency of Consolidating the Jiliao Defense Line"?" Apocalypse lifted his eyebrows and said happily.

The civil officials sent by the Donglin Academy were in an uproar when they heard this, and some people hid in the crowd and scolded: "You, a small soldier under Yuan Chonghuan, walked the way of Gonggong Wei to hand over the folds, are you embarrassed to say it?" ”

"Who? Who's talking? Huang Chongzhen immediately looked around, but the Donglin Academy faction made a shrunken turtle collectively at this time.

Huang Chongzhen had actually locked up those people a long time ago, but seeing that they still didn't even have the courage to stand up, he had no choice but to spread his hands and say: "No way, Yuan Shuai tried to use his own channels, but people didn't pay attention to it at all!" ”

"You ......" Wen Tiren still had some responsibility, and was pushed out by Donglin Qunchen as a shield.

But in the face of these sharp words with meaning, he couldn't refute them.

What this locust means: Yuan Shuai, as an official of the Donglin Academy, went up to the border through the Donglin channel to clear the border defense, but the lack of news was quite light, and the most annoying thing was that he was criticized and ridiculed by his own people.

So, I had to find another way, who is to blame?

The eunuch officials took the opportunity to snicker, and Cui Chengxiu, Huang Liji and others led them even more with their heads held high and arrogant.

Wei Zhongxian was the only one who hated this locust for being cunning in his heart, and scolded himself for collecting all stupid people, and at the same time he was all surprised: "In just over a year, I didn't expect that the original locust had mastered the way to kill." ”

Apocalypse likes to talk to Chongzhen very much, especially in his straightforward way of speaking, and the natural humor (nonsense) carried in a serious book, and there is a feeling of hating each other.

And Huang Chongzhen also feels something about this.

The human senses, and the emotions between people, are sometimes so wonderful.

However, Tianqi was not in good health, and did not have the strength to speak loudly, and his ears heard the Taihe Hall buzzing like a pile of flies, and he was really angry and anxious, and he wanted to bring the hammer he was doing carpentry over and knock it on the handle of the dragon chair.

Wei Zhongxian was the clearest in the hall, so he coughed lightly, and of course the eunuch officials would immediately calm down.

But the Donglin Academy, although it lacks a heavyweight, why should people listen to you?

"Lao Tzu doesn't even care much about the emperor's cough, let alone a eunuch?"

Therefore, instead of relenting, the Donglin officials talked more happily.

Huang Chongzhen deliberately gathered a few pieces of information from this chaotic conversation.

These guys didn't have anything to say after they talked about it, and they even moved to the court with "Did you eat" and "The concubine you took last night".

These words, don't say that when the emperor is in the court, even he, a meaty and unscrupulous border Qiuba, can't listen to it anymore, so he raised his foot and kicked the "Ruqin" sword in his hand, and suddenly shouted: "Whoever speaks again, Hugh blame will be ruthless!" ”

The Donglin officials were stunned, the eunuch officials were stunned, and the golden gourd warriors and little palace maids of the Yellow Gate were all stunned.

Wei Zhongxian looked at him blankly with the dust in his hand, and finally couldn't help but open his mouth: "Deputy Chief Huang, you keep saying that what you have in your hand is the Shang Fang sword, but I don't know which dynasty and which generation of emperors gave it?" ”

Huang Chongzhen secretly praised the first eunuch of the dynasty, and his words were really leaky.

He did not come to question the authenticity of the "Ruqin" sword, but only said that it was given by the emperor of which dynasty and which generation.

Some civil officials in Donglin probably felt that they could finally be in cahoots with Gonggong Wei, so some people jumped out and shouted: "Yes, yes! Who knows if this sword is real or fake! ”

Some people even came out of class and accused with righteousness: "Your Majesty, according to Weichen's opinion, most of the so-called Shang Fang Sword is fake, please take down this traitor who deceived the monarch in court!" ”

No matter how much Apocalypse thinks His Highness's locust is cute, he also thinks that this matter is not a joke.

After all, the Ming Dynasty has been turbulent in the past few years, and it is precisely because he does not care much about the government that the Shang Fang sword sent down is the most among the previous emperors.

So, he said solemnly: "Locust Aiqing, how do you prove it? ”

Huang Chongzhen was afraid that the Apocalypse would not give him the right to draw his sword in court, so he said: "Your Majesty, is it really okay for Weichen?" ”

The ministers still don't know what kind of dumb riddle the dignified Emperor Ming is playing with Qiu Ba, a Yijie in Guanning, Liaodong.

But when he heard the apocalypse, he waved his hand impatiently and said, "Don't talk nonsense, hurry up." ”

Huang Chongzhen solemnly straightened his chest and said "No", and then said to the Donglin officials who were out of work: "The general can say in advance, Shang Fang's sword will either not be unsheathed, but if it is unsheathed, it will be thirsty for blood!" ”

"You ......"

"But what it is thirsty to drink, if it is not an evil person, is the Huns!"

"Laughing and thirsty for Hun blood? Then there's nothing to be afraid of, pull it out and let me see! ”

"Okay!" Huang Chongzhen nodded, and before he saw how to move, the sword was already "sonorous" out of the sheath.

The clear sword groaning seems to tell the joy of unsheathing in the Taihe Palace.

Huang Chongzhen was moved, a sword dance, and a song "Breaking the Array" was recited.

The magnetic chanting and singing, the impassioned inspiring spirit, and the sonorous sound of the sword suddenly shattered the whitewash of the palace and the civil servants.

At the end of the song, the sword dance stopped.

Huang Chongzhen returned the sword into the sheath, but did not put it all into the sheath, but grabbed the body of the sword scabbard and exposed a piece, handed it to the few Wenchen who were unable to move forward because of his sword dance, and asked, "Can you recognize these two words?" ”

These two characters are not regular scripts, but simple small seals, engraved on the sword body of the mark of time, which is extraordinarily vigorous.

"Ruchin?"

"What does that mean? Is it a human expression? ”

"Like, whose is it?"

Several people leaned their heads, muttered to themselves, and looked at each other.

The delicate mind traced back to the traces of time, and then finally remembered the minister of Pingkou who "buried the injustice with the sword, and the loyal soul surrounded the white clouds" - Hu Zongxian.