With the capture of Hangzhou and the surrender of King Lu, there was no great enemy in the entire south of the Yangtze River.

The news that made Yang Chengying feel even more excited came from Sichuan.

Zhang Xianzhong's Onishi regime was defeated by Kong Youde and successfully captured Chengdu.

Zhang Xianzhong, who was the emperor of Onishi, was killed by a stray bullet.

The subordinates under his command, except for Zhang Nengqi, captured more than 100,000 people.

Among them is Zhang Kewang.

Without excellent commanders like Li Zicheng and Zhang Xianzhong, and there is no emperor in the Ming court who can take charge alone, the overall situation of the world is basically determined.

Yang Chengying can return to Beijing with confidence.

Leave the rest to the younger generals.

It's a good thing to experience it, but it's a big deal to personally lead the troops south to conquer.

When I returned to Jingshi, it was two months later.

When Yang Chengying came back, the city of Beijing was jubilant, the people rushed to tell each other, and every household put up lanterns, just like a festival.

Whether it is an old minister or a widow, they all have to admit one thing, the world will eventually belong to the Yang family.

So, from the day Yang Chengying came back, there were constantly people who played and persuaded Yang Chengying to ascend the throne and succeed to the throne.

But they were all blocked back by Yang Chengying.

"What? Your Highness is going to do that too!"

Seeing Yang Chengying put down the song, Yingniang, who was coaxing the child, laughed and teased him.

Originally, I was visiting Yingniang, but unexpectedly, an urgent performance came, Yang Chengying thought it was a big deal, and hurriedly opened it to take a look, and it was actually a persuasion.

Yang Chengying smiled bitterly and said, "It's really that good to be called the emperor. I think the most urgent thing is to resume production and restore peace to the world."

"However, a kingdom cannot be without a king for a day, just as there cannot be no sun in the sky, it is not something you can do if you don't want to."

Yingniang said while coaxing the child.

"That's right." Yang Cheng responded, "When the south side has eyebrows, I'll think about it."

"However, if you don't show your attitude clearly, many officials will not know where to go."

Yingniang advised, "Especially those gentry who are still supporting the remnants of the Ming army and the peasant army, they must be clear."

When she said this, Ying Niang smiled: "Didn't you tell me that the reason why the Tang Dynasty feudal towns could not be solved for a long time was because they had the support of local powers."

"Makes sense." Yang Chengying already made a decision in his heart.

He stood up, took the child in Yingniang's arms, and looked down.

Yingniang posted it and said with a smile, "Look, your son is really like you."

"Quite like that." Yang Chengying nodded, "By the way, what did I name the little guy at that time?"

"Oh my God, you forgot." Ying Niang covered her mouth.

"Hey...... At that time, I was all about to enter the customs, and my mind was full of what to do after entering the customs, and I had forgotten about it a long time ago."

"I was so nervous, and it's really easy to forget." Ying Niang could understand, "His name is Yang Zongzhen."

"Yang Zongzhen!" Yang Chengying pondered, this name is so familiar.

Yingniang smiled and said, "You said at the time, Zhen, you are really blessed. The explanation is that you are blessed by touching the gods with sincerity."

"Yes, I was hoping that my son would be a blessing and bless me to enter the customs smoothly."

Yang Chengying remembered that the day of his son's birth was the thirtieth day of the first month, which was the day of intense preparation.

said that his son was a blessing, and Yang Cheng should have felt it.

Unexpectedly, I don't know who spread it, and it became "My son was born with blessings."

It even affected Yang Zonghe.

The little guy stood in front of the imperial case and sharpened the ink, looking absent-minded.

"What's wrong with you today?" Yang Chengying asked him.

"Father, children can't lift their spirits." Yang Zongsi replied.

"What's affecting you?"

"Father, it is rumored that you said that the fourth brother is blessed

Qi is born."

"What a word! I'm talking by his name."

"You chose the name, too."

"Wait, what do you mean by that?"

"Father...... Father, the child doesn't mean anything else."

"I know, you're afraid that your fourth brother will affect your status. You've been in prison for so long, are you still worried?"

Yang Zongsi didn't dare to answer.

"Don't worry, as long as you govern seriously and unite your brothers, there will be no situation you are worried about." Yang Chengying thought that he had given him a reassurance.

Yang Zongsi was still uneasy.

In early September, the Manchu Dynasty civil and military jointly submitted a petition to invite Yang Chengying to ascend the throne.

On September 15, Yang Chengying ascended the throne as emperor, and the country was called Daxia. Change the year name to Shunde, and take next year as the first year of Shunde.

Subsequently, the edict was issued: Yang Zong, the eldest son of the heir, was the crown prince, Zhu Huixian was the queen, and Tian Yingniang was the imperial concubine......

At the same time, it has been decided that the principal officials in Beijing, including the Prime Minister of the State Council, will be changed every five years, and the limit will be 10 years.

Carry out large-scale disarmament, determine garrison areas, demarcate defensive areas, and so on.

Many years later, Jingshi.

Just after a heavy snowfall, the huge Jingshi was white.

A black car drove through the snowy street and stopped in front of Ningfu.

The young masters of the Ning Mansion knew that the nobles were coming, so they opened the middle door and went out of the mansion to greet them.

Then follow the car back to the door.

The car door opened, and the white-haired Yang Chengying walked out, twisted his waist, and walked into the Ning Mansion.

The old master of Ning Mansion didn't come out to greet me, he was sick, and he was very sick.

But when he heard that Yang Chengying came to visit in person, he hurriedly supported his sick body and came out to greet him.

"You're so sick, you should stay in your room, how can you come out and blow the wind." Yang Chengying held Ning Wan, who was about to salute.

"The sickness and medicine in the room are too heavy, for fear of smoking Your Majesty's noble body."

"I'm a fragile man, you're too careful." Yang Chengying helped Ning Wan and me, and the two old men walked to the warm pavilion and sat down.

Ning finished me and said, "Your Majesty has come to see the minister, the minister has already known and is looking forward to Your Majesty's coming, and there are some things I want to say to Your Majesty."

"It's just you and me, but it's okay."

"Your Majesty is sixty and seven this year, and at this age, all successors will come first, this is the heartfelt words of the minister, I hope Your Majesty will forgive your sins."

"You're right, who do you think is suitable to inherit the throne?"

"The Prince is the oldest and the most experienced. It's just that there are too many old ministers around him, and these people are starting to get restless again."

"I know that striking them means hurting the relationship with the prince."

"Therefore, Your Majesty should act decisively when necessary."

Yang Chengying hesitated for a moment and nodded, "Who do you think is more suitable among my remaining sons?"

"His Royal Highness is generous, open-minded, and a virtuous king." I'll answer.

Yang Chengying nodded when he heard this, disagreeing with the second son Yang Zongjin.

"Your Highness, the Fifth Highness, is brilliant in writing, and has made great contributions to the Rakshasa Kingdom. But he has been on an embassy for a long time, and he is not fit to be an emperor."

"Where's the Seventh?"

"Your Highness the Seventh, Concubine Meng Zhuang has been trained and has outstanding abilities, that is, there are quite a few Mongolian and Jurchen officials around him."

"Old Nine?"

"His Royal Highness the Ninth has a mean personality and can't tolerate people. His Royal Highness the Twelfth is chivalrous and courageous, but he can't be a good emperor, and His Highness the Fifteenth is too weak to ascend the throne. The seventeenth highness Tao Wuluo has the style of His Majesty back then, but unfortunately his personality is too ...... Hey......"

"Oh, so to speak, you tend to be Little Nineteen, he is the son-in-law of your Ning family."

"No, His Highness Nineteen is too affectionate, although he is very kind to my little daughter, he is not fit to be an emperor because of his sentimentality."

"Huh? You can tell the advantages and disadvantages of so many of my sons, why don't you say it when you are the only one?"

I was about to answer, but was interrupted by Yang Chengying: "I know

He didn't ask for anything, and I didn't notice him in the early years."

"Back to Your Majesty, it's not that the minister doesn't look at him, but he doesn't understand him. What kind of person the Fourth Highness is, given time, maybe His Majesty will be able to understand."

After Ning finished my words, Yang Chengying thought deeply for a while.

End of book!