After Chongzhen finished speaking, he looked at Sun Chengzong with blazing eyes, and his eyes were full of deep expectation.

This scene seems to be an old man, and Sun Chengzong is a young man who has just entered the world.

There is no doubt that Sun Chengzong's words moved Sun Chengzong to a mess, and he knelt on the ground as soon as he lifted his robe, and bowed down with tears: "The old minister thanks His Royal Highness for his grace, and he will bow down and die, and live up to His Highness's trust!" ”

Chongzhen stepped forward to lift him up, dusting off the dust that didn't exist on his shoulders.

Lao Sun's life originally belonged to Daming, and now it completely belongs to Chongzhen.

The identity of the emperor's dignity made Chongzhen's actions not seem contrived at all.

If you change your identity, such as a small soldier in Guanning, Liaodong, these words and deeds will only make passers-by look down on them with contempt.

"The saying that the fart decides to think is not necessarily correct, but the position of the fart must determine how much effect a person's words can have, to put it bluntly, it is power and power!" Heavy truth sighs.

Only then did he put his hands behind his back, turned around and stared at the Xiangshan ghost on the map, and the corners of his mouth gradually outlined a light smile: "Master Sun thinks that Huang Taiji has surrounded Xiangshan, why does he besiege the main peak but not attack it?" ”

Sun Chengzong's mind was so keen, almost at the moment when Chongzhen asked this question, his tall and thin body shook fiercely: "Could it be that the muffled sound from the direction of Xiangshan a few days ago is not spring thunder, let alone the mountain god beating the drum?" ”

Chongzhen chuckled and said, "If I don't release the news that 'I am about to personally lead the army out of the city and compete with Huang Taiji', then once the grain and grass of Jiannu run out, I will definitely send cavalry to plunder everywhere."

If it is a large corps, Yuan Chonghuan and others can still block it, but if Jiannu is reduced to zero, with the maneuver of the Jurchen light cavalry, it will inevitably threaten the land and people south of Gyeonggi.

Rather than this, it is better for us to take the initiative and fight the Jiannu Dog outside the Forbidden City.

Emperor Yongle made five expeditions to Mongolia to have today's Ming Dynasty, so this king thought that the Son of Heaven guarding the country was by no means like Yan Song when he was in power, everyone shrank within the high walls, and let the land and people outside the city let the iron hooves of foreign races rage.

Instead, he must lead the army with the Forbidden City as the center and draw a battle line like Yu Shaobao, to fight to the death against the nomadic fishermen and hunters who are vainly trying to sink my Shenzhou.

If he can't be beaten and flee in panic like a lost dog, these jackals will definitely use the Great Wall as a fence full of holes, and my Ming is his back garden!

There was no money, no food, and even no labor and no women, so they launched a war to loot and plunder our Ming Dynasty. Master Sun, do you want me to drive the Han family of Mengyuan to the north and finally go to that distressing scene? ”

Sun Chengzong stared blankly at the thin back of the heavy and thin, never thinking that a Ming prince with a weak crown would be so far-reaching. Yes, not with deep thoughts, but with deep vision.

Sun Chengzong is a person with a strong ability to draw inferences, and it quickly occurred to him that this possibility is indeed very likely to happen.

"If it really comes to that point, then the old man will only lead his family and the people of the city to die in battle alone, even if the old man is still just a cloth cloth."

Sun Chengzong muttered for a while and said, "Although the old minister has not lived in the temple for a long time, he still has a little thin noodles. This will unite all forces and clear all obstacles for His Highness's expedition. Your Highness! Minister! Retire! ”

Chongzhen nodded and instructed: "Master Sun, don't do everything yourself, remember to take care of yourself!" ”

Sun Chengzong said abruptly: "In today's world, how can the old minister rest assured that he will be so entrusted with a fake hand? ”

With that, he bowed and retired. Shigema watched his back disappear into the dimly lit courtyard by the lights.

Indeed, the older generation of people such as Sun Chengzong and Yuan Keli who really cherish their family and country are already old, but Huang Zongxi, Lu Xiangguan, Gu Yanwu and others have not yet grown up.

There is no better way to renew the truth than to continue to whip these older generations to exert their residual glory, and even "do their best to die".

Daming is very large, so big that it can never be supported by a single beam.

The southeast, northwest, and Central Plains must have a pillar-like existence.

Only in this way can we ensure that no corner of the Daming edifice collapses.

Otherwise, whether it is Jiashen's change from the Hanging Coal Mountain, or the capture of Fengyang by the Liukou, it will be an indelible pain in the heart of Chongxin. Don't say it's Sun Chengzong, Yuan Keli, Li Biao, Lai Zongdao and others.

It was him, a young man who was weak in his year, who was forging ahead for the far-reaching goal of reviving the Ming Dynasty.

If it doesn't work, it will be benevolent.

"The vicissitudes of the Han family's giant Da Ming would rather fall down in battle than settle for a moment!"

This is the craziest cry in Chongzhen's heart, and it is precisely because of this psychology that the change of oneself happened by chance but inevitablely, and there was the narrowness that Huang Taiji could not gallop wantonly although he broke into the Great Wall.

The most important battle in the Jisi campaign is approaching, and there is no apprehension in Chongzhen's resolute heart. If you make every effort to make arrangements, the final outcome is still failure, and he also feels that he will not forget this and make this trip worthwhile.

"If Da Ming falls down with a fighting attitude, not only will it not be hated, but it will be loved even more."

Zhou Yuhuang came to the big study with a plate of snacks, and Xiao Wu still followed her as she did when she was young.

The sons and daughters are asleep and are watched by their respective nurses. Drinking some wine and eating some meat with the two wives in the cubicle of the big study has become the happiest time since Chongzhen this time.

Warmth is necessary, but it can't last long, time is so urgent, he can't help but race against time.

The rooster crowed, and the second dog also barked.

Although the time of this night was short, Chongzhen slept very sweetly and warmly.

Xiao Wu Yuhuang, their body temperature, their unique fragrance, the crying of their sons and daughters who can't find their mothers after waking up, the sunshine in the early spring morning and the barking of chickens and dogs, are all a wisp of fragrance in this warmth.

In comparison, Huang Taiji's situation and state of mind are very entangled.

"What's going on with this dog's day? It is completely different from what Fan Wencheng and other Han family minions narrated, and it is also very different from what I and my father Khan imagined! In just two years, how could the Ming Dynasty, who had been defeated in Liaodong several times and only dared to hide in the fence of the Great Wall, become so ...... Firm! ”

Huang Taiji has not closed his eyes for several times, and this is destined to be a night that cannot be successfully asleep.

He really received the news that the Ming army was about to go out of the city to fight, and he was very happy and angry at the same time.

Because in his life experience, since the battle between Sarhu and Liaoyang, the former suzerainty of the Ming Dynasty no longer has the courage and ability to fight with the Jurchens in the field.

Before the appearance of the Guanning defense line "with artillery", the simple fortified city was also guarded in fear.

Huang Taiji, like his slave chieftain father, once scoffed at the so-called Guanning Defense Line.

For the so-called "fortified city cannon", it has never been taken into account.

Until that time, the small city of Ningyuan suffered several setbacks, and the raid on Juehua was a failure.

In the end, he fell for Yuan Chonghuan's middle-aged fox's plan to lure the enemy with his body, and was bombarded by a big-headed soldier called Locust, and successfully implemented the plan of "capture the thief and capture the king first" in the Han idiom.

It's embarrassing to think about, and it's so shameless.

Even if it was not Huang Taiji himself who was knocked off the horse, every time he thought of this, he gritted his teeth.

Huang Taiji clenched his fists and sat in the dim candlelight of the tent, the head in the bronze mirror looked slightly fat and spotted, opened the thick book of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" that his father gave him when he was very young, and took out the withered yellow leaves that were sandwiched in it last autumn.

When the domestic dogs and roosters in the Han land rang the bell for the start of a new day, Huang Taiji stood up and washed his face with cold water in a wooden basin.

Strong spirit, he swayed his body and strode out of the tent.

Compared with the Han family's lonely emperor, his Jurchen Great Khan seemed even more lonely and withdrawn.

The snow will melt again from the early morning under the sunny day of the first month, which has a slight spring scent.

Huang Taiji still has a certain understanding of the land planting rules of the Han family, and knows that this snow water will be integrated into this deep earth, nourishing the deepest soil of the earth, and becoming a carrier for growing food.

Whether it is "the people take food as the sky" or "Ruixue Zhaofeng year", it is a proverb often said by the Han family.

Huang Taiji's attitude towards the sea-like Han culture is fond and loving.

Human emotions can be complicated to this extent, whether it is the Great Khan of the nomadic fishing and hunting tribes in the east and west of ancient China, or the emperor of the farming nation itself, but in the vicissitudes of the world, it is destined to be unavoidable.

Perhaps the deep-rooted traverser Chongzhen will be the only exception, always maintaining a deep heartache for the ancient fishing and hunting people Jurchen and even the later Manchu Qing Dynasty.

Not hate, but heartache.

In the 268 years of Huaxiajing, especially the modern shame of nearly a hundred years, there are too many regrets, and this regret does not simply come from failure.

If the Ming Dynasty has consistently gone to modern times, at least it will not abandon the Beijing master in order to seek peace.

The Son of Heaven guards the country, and the king dies!

No vassals, no tribute, no land, no compensation!

This declaration is integrated into the flesh and blood of the Ming royal family, and there is no need to deliberately render it at all.

Another night of curfew was lifted, and after many days of gloom, the sun finally arrived in the ancient city.

Chongzhen's attitude towards the war seems to be completely different from that of Huang Taiji, who is gearing up, and he does not have the demeanor of the anxious emperor in the Forbidden City, although the two are brothers in the same lineage.

It was calm and calm, as if this war, which was almost started by him, had nothing to do with this guy at all. Even the apocalypse sometimes hates itchy, and it was also born and raised by his parents, why is the difference so big?