Han Zanzhou wondered why he suddenly asked about Xiaolingwei.

This filial piety guard was originally an army set up by Zhu Yuanzhang next to Nanjing to guard the tomb for generations, and the officers were all specially selected to be hereditary by loyal Huaixi children.

Zhu Cihong is really out of luck, and the combat effectiveness of the tomb guarding troops like Xiaolingwei is definitely not very good.

But the problem is that in history, all the troops in Nanjing were cleared, and only this Xiaoling guard was defending the city and all of them were killed.

In other words, at least everyone died to defend the Ming Dynasty, and first guaranteed their loyalty, and the rest can be practiced slowly.

As for other armies, even if they can fight again, no matter how many they are, they will vote as soon as the Tartars come, what is the difference between having them and not having them?

What's more, the gang of people under Zhao Zhilong, who claim to be a regular army, are actually all discarded in armament, and their combat effectiveness may not be as good as Xiaolingwei.

I don't know what the new Emperor Shaowu, who has only been up for three days, has in mind.

Han Zanzhou said truthfully: "Back to Your Majesty, the commander of Xiaolingwei is hereditary by the Mei family, and the current commander is called Mei Chun, and the ancestor Mei Yin is the son-in-law of Emperor Taizu Gao. ”

"Xiaolingwei played in the fourteenth year of Chongzhen, and there were about 5,300 military households."

Good guys, there are so many of them?

Zhu Cihong was overjoyed: "Come and go with me to have a look!" ”

After saying that, stand up and leave.

Han Zanchun hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, you need to notify the ministers in Beijing to accompany you when you leave the palace, and then the palaces and bureaus will prepare the ......."

Zhu Cihong had already walked to the door at this time, and said with a smile: "When is it now, do you still care about this?" ”

"In the future, you don't have to prepare these cumbersome things, you go to the Imperial Horse Supervisor to choose a few trustworthy ones, and follow me out of the palace."

Han Zanzhou wanted to say more, but Zhu Cihong didn't give him a chance to continue talking, and as soon as he opened his mouth, the person was gone.

There was nothing he could do, so Han Zanzhou had to run out to keep up, and instructed the little eunuch who accompanied him to go to the Imperial Horse Prison to call someone.

In order to avoid any danger for the emperor to leave the palace and encounter, you must know that the current Nanjing City is not very peaceful.

The imperial city of Nanjing is not big, and after a while, Zhu Cihong came to Fengtianmen.

On the Fengtian Gate, the banner is displayed, as the imperial city where Zhu Yuanzhang once controlled the world, it still looks quite magnificent after several repairs.

But the problem is, I don't see anyone watching.

There is a huge Fengtianmen Square, there is no one on the gatehouse, and the surroundings are also empty, and there are no soldiers on patrol duty.

Only at the Fengtian Gate, there were a few sleepy soldiers of the Beijing camp.

Han Zanzhou could barely keep up, panting and rushing over, but he didn't expect to see this scene, and he was even angrier than Zhu Cihong.

"Hey, hey, hey! What are you doing? ”

"Didn't you see Your Majesty coming?"

This shrill voice quickly woke up the general of the Beijing camp among the several soldiers.

The general first reaction was to frown and want to scold, but after seeing the two people in front of him clearly, he swallowed the words back alive.

"Gong, Han Gonggong!"

With a few crisp slaps, the soldiers guarding the door in Beijing were all awakened by the general fan, and hurriedly knelt on the ground, and they didn't dare to come out.

"Blind your dog eyes, didn't you see Your Majesty coming?"

The general turned around and saluted in shock.

"Your Majesty's forgiveness, lowly duty, lowly duty..."

Zhu Cihong saw that he had a hard time finding a reason, and he didn't have the leisure to wait here, so he waved his hand to signal him to shut up.

"I look at you, you are all young and strong, how can you be so lazy?"

Then he changed his words and asked, "Who is the current commander of Jingying?" ”

The chief hesitated for a long time, and when he saw Han Zanzhou staring at him behind his back, he said in a low voice: "Back to Your Majesty, yes, it's the eunuch Lu Jiude Lu, the eunuch of the ceremonial supervisor." ”

Lu Jiude?

Okay, the road is narrow!

In history, this kid has cleared up, and this kid seems to be still on the day he crossed over, and he identified himself as a fake in public?

Although the identification is correct, Zhu Cihong doesn't care about this.

At that time, Zhu Cihong could see it clearly, this Lu Jiude couldn't distinguish his truth at all, and just as he wanted to say that it was true, others sold himself with a look.

This is too grassy, and it makes sense to kill him!

I have to let those who hold the handle of my life know that I am not so easy to coerce.

Zhu Cihong smiled and said, "Pass on my message, call Lu Jiude, a dog, I have something to ask him face-to-face!" ”

Hearing this, Han Zanzhou hurriedly asked a little eunuch under his hand to run forward.

If you want to kill Lu Jiude, the happiest thing is that he is the master of ceremonies.

Lu Jiude held the Jingying in his hand, although his official position was a eunuch with a pen, he had almost emptied his palm seal as a celebrant eunuch.

After killing Lu Jiude, it is self-evident who will do it as the commander of the Jingying.

In the entire Shaowu Dynasty, except for him Han Zanzhou, there was no second candidate.

In the past few days, Lu Jiude has had a very bad time.

The new emperor was raised by the Donglin Party, and the person who the Donglin Party wanted to die the most was himself.

What's more, that day, he also pointed out in public that the prince was fake in the Fengtian Palace, but he was afraid that the emperor would not be able to tolerate himself.

"Knock knock—"

Hearing a violent knock on the door, Lu Jiude, who had just fallen asleep, hurriedly sat up, and as soon as he opened the door, he found that it was the person from the Imperial Horse Supervisor, and immediately lowered his face.

"What are you going to do?"

The little eunuch seemed to know that Lu Jiude, the second-ranked eunuch, was about to be taken down, so he didn't panic at all, and said with a smile:

"Father-in-law Lu, Your Majesty has summoned you to meet the driver!"

Lu Jiude was stunned, and the first thought in his heart was that it was over.

"Where?"

"At Mukdengate!"

Lu Jiude didn't dare to slack off, and he didn't care about teaching the little eunuch with a disrespectful face, so he hurriedly ran to Fengtianmen.

"The slave and maid master of ceremonies and the eunuch Bingbi, the governor and eunuch of the Beijing camp, Lu Jiude, see Long live Your Majesty."

Zhu Cihong naturally didn't have a good face for him, and asked with a sneer: "Now Gonggong Lu is willing to recognize the identity of the prince?" ”

Lu Jiude broke out in a cold sweat, and only knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

But now, no matter how much kowtow you have, it will no longer help.

Zhu Cihong pointed to the surroundings and said angrily: "Look around, is there a team of patrolling soldiers in the Beijing camp?" ”

"On the city wall, is there a soldier of the Beijing camp standing guard?"

"I ask you, how did you become an admiral?"

Listening to Emperor Shaowu's reprimand for the commander of the Beijing camp, several soldiers of the Beijing camp knelt on the ground, and they didn't dare to come out, for fear of angering themselves.

Because of them, the previous drowsiness was also caught.

Zhu Cihong scolded for a long time, Lu Jiude sweated like rain, failed to say a word, kowtowed and bled his head.

Seeing him like this, Zhu Cihong said in his heart that poor people must have something to hate, and said coldly: "That's it, I won't talk to you too much." ”

"Some people don't have a long heart, and it's useless to say more!"

Lu Jiude seemed to hear something, got up with his hands and feet, hugged Zhu Cihong's thigh, and howled with tears in his nose.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, you will spare the slave maid!"

"The slave doesn't dare anymore, the slave doesn't dare anymore!!"

It was the first time that Zhu Cihong was hugged by his thighs and begged for mercy, and he couldn't bear it, but soon, he turned his heart sideways.

If you don't kill him, if he opens the door and surrenders to himself when the Qing army is besieging the city, who will cry at that time?

Hongguang let himself get his hands on it at the beginning, have you forgotten it now?

A woman's kindness is not enough!

As soon as he thought of this, the pity that had just appeared in Zhu Cihong's heart suddenly disappeared, and he kicked him hard against the wall with his feet.

"I removed your commander from the camp today!"

"Pull it down, cut it!"

"Hang his head on the Fengtian Gate, from now on, I don't want to see the lazy and slack Jingying!"