In the Qianqing Palace, Lao Zhu was writing a list, and when he saw Cao Huachun coming in, he didn't care, but continued to write the list of his subordinates.

Cao Huachun saw that Lao Zhu was busy, so he didn't bother, but stood quietly aside, waiting for Lao Zhu to finish.

But fortunately, Lao Zhu didn't let Cao Huachun wait too long, just a moment's effort, and a list of only more than 20 names was written by Lao Zhu.

Seeing that Lao Zhu had already put down his pen, Cao Huachun immediately knelt down and saluted, "Slave Cao Huachun, long live, long live, long live, long live." ”

"Let's be flat."

Lao Zhu motioned for Cao Huachun to calm down, and after he stood up, he asked, "How do you feel about being idle at home for three years?" ”

"Hong Fu, who is long lived, has a fairly stable life."

Hearing Lao Zhu ask about his retirement life, Cao Huachun showed a touch of nostalgia on his face, and then said: "It's just that the old slave is used to serving the Long Live Lord, and although he has been idle in the past few years, he misses the Long Live Lord." ”

"Thinking that the Long Live Lord is doing his best to deal with government affairs every day, and the old slave can't serve by his side, I always feel ashamed of the kindness of the Long Live Lord."

In the end, Cao Huachun's eyes were faintly filled with tears, obviously affectionate.

From the time when Chongzhen was still a king, Cao Huachun began to follow Chongzhen.

If it is said that there is affection between the two, it must be true, but if Cao Huachun misses Chongzhen and wants to cry, it is better to listen to it.

"You're a talker."

Obviously, Lao Zhu didn't really take Cao Huachun's true feelings seriously, he chuckled, and then didn't say much about it, but opened his mouth to ask about the matter, "The Beijing camp is seriously corrupted, and there are almost no usable soldiers in the entire Beijing camp from above and below. ”

"You should know about this, right?"

"This ......"

Cao Huachun had some scruples in his heart, but looking at Lao Zhu's expression, he hesitated for a moment before he spoke: "Long live Lord Qiyu, the old slave has heard some about this matter, but he doesn't know it very clearly. ”

"It has obviously been a long time since Jingying became what it is today."

Lao Zhu glanced at Cao Huachun, and said in a somewhat inexplicable tone: "You were in charge of the East Factory before, if you only knew a little, it would mean that you were derelict in your duties as the commander of the East Factory." ”

"But you Cao Huachun did things quite carefully, whether it was reversing the unjust case, rebuilding the Yongwei Battalion, or taking charge of the East Factory, you did it in an orderly manner, and there was never a trace of omission."

"So do you only know a little about Jingying, or do you only dare to know a little about it?"

After saying this, Lao Zhu looked at Cao Huachun, who was a little panicked, and didn't wait for him to answer, but said to himself: "According to us, you should only dare to know a little bit about it, right?" ”

"What, for fear of offending Xungui? Or do you think more is better than less? ”

In the end, Lao Zhu's tone was not very good, and there was even a hint of accountability.

"Hooray, the old slave is guilty."

After Cao Huachun's words, Cao Huachun, who had already guessed, instantly understood that Lao Zhu wanted to do something to Xungui.

At this moment, he didn't care about any big disrespectful crimes, and knelt on the ground with a puff, "The matter of the Beijing camp, the old slave did hide it from the old slave, and I hope that the old slave will be sentenced to death!" ”

"It's just that Xungui is the foundation of my Ming Dynasty, don't act rashly, I hope that long live the wrath of thunder, do it carefully."

Cao Huachun, who was kneeling on the ground, directly admitted the matter, and in addition to persuading Lao Zhu to be cautious, he did not have half of his defense.

"Okay, get up, we're going to kill you, so we don't have to be in such a hurry to call you back."

Lao Zhu didn't mean to blame Cao Huachun for this.

After all, the problem in the Beijing camp is so serious, almost all of it is on the surface, Chongzhen may not know very clearly, but he definitely does not know at all, otherwise he would not have let Li Banghua rectify the Beijing camp in the first place.

But after knowing it, why didn't he ask and care?

It's simple, because he can't manage it.

More than 200 years after the founding of the Ming Dynasty, the Xungui Group has long since swelled into a behemoth.

Don't talk about it from afar, let's just say that in the Jinyi Guard, Luo Yang, the chief officer of the Jinyi Guard, and the commander of the Jinyi Guard, Wang Guoxing, both of which are standard nobles.

Among them, Luo's ancestor was the guard, and his grandfather and father were both in charge of the Jinyi Guard.

As for Wang Guoxing, needless to say, Wang Guoxing's father is called Wang Sheng, and he is the uncle of Emperor Zhu Youxiao of the Apocalypse, if he really wants to be a relative, Wang Guoxing is the cousin of Emperor Apocalypse.

If it weren't for the early death of Emperor Tianqi and the succession of Chongzhen, Wang Guoxing would not have been just a commander of the Jinyi Guard without great power.

And Jinyiwei alone has so many nobles, not to mention other official positions.

The Ming Dynasty, which has been inherited for more than two hundred years, has long been inseparable from these nobles, and all aspects of the entire imperial court have the participation of nobles.

It is precisely because of this that Chongzhen has not moved those nobles, not that he does not move, but that he can't move, dare not move, and can't move.

"We also want to be cautious, we also want to take our time, but we don't have time."

Lao Zhu sighed and said: "Jiannu broke Songshan, the elite of the nine sides was lost, Li Zicheng hit Kaifeng again, and when Kaifeng City was broken, Li Zicheng could directly drive straight into the capital." ”

"At that time, do we have to count on these old, weak, sick and disabled people to defend the capital for us?"

"My Daming foundation will last for 10,000 years, and now it's just a temporary dilemma."

When Cao Huachun heard Lao Zhu say this, he thought that Lao Zhu had given up on himself because of the current situation in the Ming Dynasty, so he immediately knelt on the ground and said almost pleadingly: "A little rogue, and Jiannu are just scabies. ”

"With the presence of the Long Live Lord, I will be able to revive my prestige, and I hope that the Long Live Lord will not say such things again."

Cao Huachun knelt on the ground and kowtowed while pleading, his forehead collided with the hard ground, and soon became red, and even faintly revealed a trace of blood.

The emperor is the lord of a country, although Chongzhen's ability is not outstanding, but after all, he is still diligent, and he has been working all year round for more than ten years, and there is hardly a day of neglect.

If even he loses hope, then Da Ming will be completely hopeless.

So at this moment, Cao Huachun was very frightened, for fear that "Chongzhen" would be rotten, and he would learn the whole hobby of Emperor Tianqi and do carpenter work or something.

"This little scene, we won't even be able to face this situation."

Lao Zhu motioned for Cao Huachun to get up, looking at Cao Huachun with a red and swollen forehead, Lao Zhu felt a little in his heart, no matter what Cao Huachun was, at least he was really loyal to Chongzhen.

"Jingying is the last combat force of my Ming Dynasty, and it must be rectified."

"Some people, their hands are stretched too long, and at this time when the country is in danger, they don't know how to restrain themselves in the slightest, but think about how to protect their own interests and drag the court back."

"There is no need for these people to stay any longer, keeping them is just the scourge of the Ming Dynasty."

Speaking of this, Lao Zhu looked at Cao Huachun and said in a stern tone: "Wang Dehua has no courage and ability, let him rectify the East Factory, and all he cleaned up were some small shrimps, and he didn't dare to move any of the big fish, and the East Factory couldn't count on him." ”

"Let's call you back, I want you to take charge of the East Factory again, this is an errand that offends people, do you want to take it?"