Responsible for the management and control of the business of "removing dung tyrants" is the famous Five Cities Terracotta Division.

"The dignified Five Cities Soldiers and Horses Division have actually fallen to Si! Alas! After receiving this glorious and arduous task, the team guarding Guangqu Gate looked up to the sky and sighed, "Heroes are useless! ”

But as soon as he remembered the young and resolute face of His Royal Highness King Shin, his spirits were immediately lifted again.

In the spirit of not being afraid of hardship, tiredness and death, this team named Zhang Qiang and Zheng, in this intricate battle, played the role of a pit stone, smelly and hard, and actually opened up the situation.

But although he made great achievements, he was not promoted, because his serious attitude disliked many people, including his immediate boss, who not only shamelessly took the credit, but also ruthlessly suppressed him and his brother.

But all of his suppressions are within the rules, that is, the legendary wearing of small shoes.

He believes that there is no shortage of people in Daming at this time who talk about splendid articles, but there is a lack of people who dare to fight, dare to tell the truth and dare to do facts.

Therefore, taking this incident as a gap, the Gwangkwanmun squad, which had several connections, was regarded as a positive example, and among the middle and lower-level officials in the Gyeonggi area, they carried out an activity to test the waters and rectify the atmosphere of officialdom.

Whether it is a professional or a military position, everything is involved.

Some people who were really inactive were regarded by him as negative examples, and they were ruthlessly criticized and dismissed.

Don't ask why Chongzhen has so much power, because the apocalypse's means of controlling the government are really simple and crude. After the eunuch stepped down, the eunuch faction had a tendency to fall and scatter, and the Donglin tree had deep roots, and immediately began to frantically absorb nutrients, and regardless of good or bad and right and wrong, he only wanted to regain control of the government as quickly as possible.

Many bureaucrats who were attached to the eunuch faction were like grass on the wall, and when they saw the decline of the eunuch faction, Donglin became further entrenched, and there was a tendency to rise again, so they simply fell to Donglin.

With the support and encouragement of the Apocalypse, Chongzhen tried to contact the government and politics, and immediately felt this invisible but qualitative force from the Donglin Academy faction of the civil official group.

"Now my brother should understand, why does my brother want Wei Zhongxian, a eunuch, to be promoted to a powerful eunuch, right?" After more than a month of careful conditioning, Apocalypse's body finally improved again.

However, the illness came and went, and Apocalypse was still very weak, spending most of his time in bed, leaning back on the soft pillow, and smiling at Shigezhen, who was taking his pulse.

Chongzhen is used to the apocalypse at this time, and talks to him about the government in such a relaxed way.

He is indeed very good at fighting, and he is also very good at regulating people's psychology. But politics is one of the most complex interpersonal activities, especially in ancient times when a single person governed the entire country.

Chongzhen's previous life was rarely involved in this, but at the same time, he had his own unique views on many aspects of political affairs, and he was also good at deducing some contexts that were infinitely close to the truth in the information revealed to the public in the relevant parts, which was also one of the things that those big-headed soldiers admired him the most.

Whether in a past life or in this life.

Regarding the so-called "imperial means" of the apocalypse to hold up a more shameless person to balance a group of shameless people, Chongzhen actually disagrees.

Therefore, in the face of Apocalypse's question, he pretended not to hear it, and continued to take the pulse of Apocalypse seriously, frowning in contemplation.

Who knew that Tianqi had long been familiar with his personality, so he actually stretched out his foot and kicked him lightly with a smile, and scolded with a smile: "Hey, my brother is talking to you!" ”

Since this period of time, Tianqi no longer calls himself "I" in front of Chongzhen, and under his stubborn insistence, Chongzhen is no longer called a "courtier", but more often than not, he is referred to as an ordinary brother.

Before Chongzhen could speak, Tianqi himself sighed lightly and fell into melancholy, and said: "Time flies so fast, in the blink of an eye, even you, the follower who follows your brother all day long, are already a weak-crowned boy."

Do you remember when we were very young, once when I was sick, you came to see me, and you sat on the edge of the bed like this, pretending to take the pulse of me leaning on the bed, and telling me to get better quickly. ”

Chongzhen actually came to a conclusion from the pulse of the Apocalypse from the beginning, that is, the Lung Meridian of the Apocalypse has been relatively weak since childhood, and the problem of coughing at every turn should have been there since childhood.

So in the face of his temptation, Chongzhen grinned and said, "That time my brother coughed really badly. ”

Apocalypse got angry when he saw his gloating smile, and angrily kicked him again, saying, "Can't you hope that your brother will be a little better?" ”

Empress Zhang happened to come over with two bowls of porridge, and when she saw the scene of this brother and brother, she smiled happily: "Your Majesty, let's drink some pear porridge stewed by the concubine herself, with rock sugar, sweet but not greasy." King Shin should also drink some together. ”

Chongzhen gave up the best position to feed on the edge of the bed to Empress Zhang, picked up a bowl of pear porridge from Yupan and came to the side, stirring gently with a porcelain spoon, and gently blowing with his mouth.

Empress Zhang also pursed her indifferent little mouth, blew for the apocalypse's pear porridge, and then scooped up a spoonful and fed it to Apocalypse.

Tianqi looked at Zhongzhen and then at Empress Zhang, and sighed slightly: "The queen is hard, I will come by myself." ”

"Okay, then the emperor beware, don't burn." Empress Zhang gave the exquisite porcelain bowl to Tianqi as she said, but did not leave the edge of the bed, but took out the silk silk she carried with her, and every time Tianqi took a sip, she gently wiped the residue from the corner of her mouth for him, with a gentle expression and gentle movements.

"My brother is simply the pinnacle of his life." Chongzhen looked at this scene in a daze.

Tianqi drank half a bowl of pear porridge slowly, feeling that the remaining half bowl could be eaten without cooling, so he glared at Chongzhen in a daze and said, "Hey, eat what you have in your own bowl, what is in my brother's bowl is always my brother's." ”

Chongzhen laughed and poured the whole bowl of pear porridge into his mouth.

Apocalypse was very envious of this heroic dry cloud, and he poured the remaining half of the bowl down with his head up, although he was a little angry, but he really felt bold and bold.

"Your Majesty! Believe in the King! Empress Zhang rolled her beautiful eyes and glared at them angrily.

Apocalypse laughed, and Shigejin grinned silently. Apocalypse smiled and began to cough again, Empress Zhang changed her position, gently patted his back, and handed the silk to his mouth.

What the apocalypse coughed out was no longer blood, but a thick yellow mucus, commonly known as thick phlegm.