In the palace of the acting king, the lights were bright, and the shouting of killing shook the sky.

The thieves in other parts of the city have been killed or surrendered, and they have been properly disposed of. In the palace of the Wei Dynasty, there are Zhang Tianlin's 2,000 old base camp and his family members who are desperately resisting, and they can't hold each other for a while.

Jiang Hao stood outside the palace, his left palm supporting his right fist, beating each other, anxiously waiting.

"Second brother!"

Jiang Xuan heard the sound and saw that it was his younger brother Jiang Xuan.

I thought that the two people who would never get along with each other in old age and death, but they would have expected that they would be able to be on the battlefield again.

Jiang Xuan jumped off the horse and walked excitedly, the two hammered each other's chests, looked at each other and smiled, everything was resolved without words.

"Can I help?" Jiang Xuan snorted at the high wall of the palace.

"No, it should be soon."

"Brother, I received news that the thieves suffered a defeat at Shanhaiguan, and the Tartars have entered the customs."

"Really?"

Jiang Xuan nodded and said, "This news is from the rout of the camp, and it can't be faked." Hearing that it was the Tartars who entered the pass, the civilians of Yanggao and Tianzhen were fleeing to the side of Fucheng, and I gathered some military households along the way, and this time there were more than 3,000 people brought into the city. ”

Jiang Hao knew that this matter was important, so he asked Jiang Xuan to take over his command to capture the palace of the king, and he found a fast horse and galloped away.

Song Xiancai ran among the rich families in the city to tell each other, and at first the gentry did not think so, but thought that it was the internal strife of the Shun army. Later, I saw Song Xiancai kneeling in public, and begged everyone to go with tears in his eyes, so he gathered the letter suspiciously and went to the mansion.

"Old Song, ask you who summoned us, and you won't say. In the middle of the night, don't make fun of everyone, what is there really to give first, how about it? ”

"I don't have the courage to say, you just have to go, make fun of you, am I like this?"

Talking to Song Xiancai was Sun Xuanhuai, the richest man in the city, who was also the president of the Jin Shang Datong Chamber of Commerce and a representative of the gentry.

"Could it be that King Chuang is here? Shouldn't it, the king only entered Beijing, and now he comes to Datong again? Sun Xuanhuai thought about it and couldn't understand it. This Song Xiancai is not a soft persimmon with a pinch in his hand, who can scare him like this?

Song Xiancai was windy at his feet, leading in front, and the gentry behind him were bitter.

When everyone walked to the palace, Sun Xuanhuai saw that the soldiers guarding the palace were all dressed as Ming soldiers, and he was even more puzzled. When I arrived at the main hall, I saw a person sitting in the hall, wearing a blue robe, who was reviewing official documents.

Sun Xuanhuai's eyesight was not good, and he couldn't see the appearance of the person in the hall clearly, so he pulled the sleeves of the other people next to him and whispered, "Have you seen this person?" Everyone shook their heads.

Song Xiance panted and fell to his knees, "Your Majesty, the villain has brought the gentry in the city." ”

When everyone heard him say this, some people screamed and scolded: "Song Xiancai, your brain is in the paste?" When I haven't seen King Chuang? What is your majesty's line? ”

The man turned his head and was about to go out after scolding, and he was having fun at night? Song Xiancai lowered his head and sneered secretly, fool....

Before he took half a step out of the door, he was taken down by the soldiers on both sides of the door, and Chen Zhuo held a waist knife in his hand and shouted: "Dog guts!" It is disrespectful to dare to slander Your Majesty! The knife fell, and blood splattered all over the ground.

When everyone heard Chen Zhuo's words, they all looked out of the door, but in a few breaths, the heads of their colleagues fell to the ground and they hurriedly turned back.

I saw that Sun Xuanhuai, like Song Xiancai, had already knelt on the ground.

"Sun Xuanhuai, meet Your Majesty, long live Your Majesty." A wise man came back to his senses, pulled the people around him and knelt down together, and met the people in the hall.

The old man was also shocked when he saw Chen Zhuo kill people, and looked at the whole hall shouting Long live Your Majesty, and praised from the bottom of his heart, this new adult is really a king's overlord, and he was treated as a long live lord, could it be the reincarnation of Emperor Chongzhen?

Chongzhen rubbed his eyes and said, "Sun Xuanhuai, Song Xiancai, stand up and speak." ”

Only then did the two of them get up respectfully, and someone in the crowd also wanted to stand up, but was pressed down by others, "Are you fucking crazy?" Didn't call you to stand. ”

"Since the first year of Hongwu, the Ming Dynasty has been two hundred and seventy-six years to this day, counting me and the emperors, a total of sixteen. I don't understand something, I hope you will understand, why Shanxi has changed hands for only two months, in your hearts, the title of Your Majesty is already exclusive to thieves? ”

A chill, from everyone's tail to the heavenly spirit, everyone has the same question in their hearts at this time, didn't Jingzhong spread that Emperor Chongzhen was a great trip?

The old man thought the same thing before......

With this sentence, the identity of the Ming Emperor was about to come out, and the old man knelt down in front of Chongzhen.

Chongzhen couldn't help laughing, and was full of emotion, a lonely person is a lonely person, once he knows that he is the emperor, no one dares to say it in his heart.

"The world is bustling, all for profit; The world is crowded, all for profit. Those homeless people rebelled because they didn't have enough to eat, because they felt that the court was unreasonable, and I understand. What about you? The ancestors were officials, one did not pay taxes and the other did not serve, and the family wealth was thousands of acres of fertile land. The city is occupied by thieves, and it is understandable that I want to protect it, but why is there no one who is false and wronged? Is this really down? Since in your hearts, it doesn't matter who the emperor is, does that mean to me that it doesn't matter who the gentry is, and I can take back everything you have? Instead of letting you benefit from the imperial court, it is better to give the benefits to those ordinary people, and no one will rebel. What do you say, Sun Xuanhuai? ”

Chongzhen's words are logical and clear. The people in the hall were ashamed, and Sun Xuanhuai thought of a rhetoric, which was nothing more than committing himself to the thief and helplessly protecting Yunyun, and shirking the blame on the court's ineffectiveness.

This is good, the words are all finished by Chongzhen, what he said is still reasonable, what else can he say, so he has to crush the words he has thought of and throw them in his stomach.

Sun Xuanhuai thought for a while and replied: "The grass people have nothing to say, if they want to kill or chop, let Your Majesty dispose of it." ”

It's people who say, no business, no treachery, Sun Xuanhuai wants to kill and let it be disposed of, is he wants to break the cauldron and sink the boat against Chongzhen's army, Li Zicheng still claims to be chasing stolen goods and helping to pay money, do you Chongzhen want to use this matter to kill people and sell goods? How is that different from a thief? Someone took the lead, naturally someone agreed, and the rest of the people followed suit and said the same thing.

"Chen Zhuo, move the chair in."

"No!"

Immediately, Chen Zhuo personally led the soldiers to bring ten chairs and placed them neatly on the left and right sides of the hall.

"The military affairs are busy, I don't have to talk more, there are ten seats, I am willing to support the Ming people, sit on it myself, I promise you a hundred times a thousand times the current net worth in the future. It doesn't matter if you don't want to, the thieves didn't kill you, how could I kill you? However, since the emperor who does not recognize the Ming Dynasty is no longer the people of the Ming Dynasty, then please throw away the wealth of the Ming Dynasty, take your family and leave the land of the Ming Dynasty. ”

Everyone looked at each other, and in this ....., Sun Xuanhuai sighed in his heart: "Alas, Your Majesty is really a good means. ”

Just as everyone was weighing, Jiang Hao walked into the hall, "Your Majesty, the minister has something important to report!" As he spoke, he looked at the people who knelt down around him, aren't these all big families in the city, and Sun Caishen is also there.

"But military affairs?"

"Exactly."

"It's okay, just say it here, let everyone in the city listen to it."

"Yes, the minister received the news that the thieves were defeated at Shanhaiguan and retreated westward, and Jianyu and Wu Sangui entered the customs."

As soon as these words came out, Song Xiancai got up instantly and was the first to sit on the chair. followed by Sun Xuanhuai, there were many people, and the rest of the people fought each other for chairs. What's more, because he couldn't grab a chair, he cried and kept crying to Chongzhen, begging for more seats.

The thief was defeated, and the eight words of Jianyu entering the customs were just right, and the final word was made, it was still that reason, who won and helped whom.

Chongzhen hurriedly came down to comfort the people who didn't grab the seats and gave them a reassurance.

"If you are dedicated to the Ming Dynasty, can I be reluctant to give you an extra chair?"

Everyone shouted in unison: "Your Majesty Shengming! ”