In December of the seventh year of the Apocalypse, Beijing was surprisingly cold.

A good wax moon, keeping the New Year's Pass, but because of this sudden cold, the white flags in the city of Sijiu fluttered.

I don't know how many people froze to death, and Shuntianfu was busy making a mess, not for disaster relief, but to clean up the corpses of wanderers everywhere.

"It's been so cold this year, and it's time for a big drought in the spring and summer."

Zhu Youzhen stood at the gate of the Qianqing Palace and looked at the sky, his brows almost twisted together.

The Xiaoice River period has come to the most cruel time node, and in the next ten years, natural disasters will follow.

The people are everywhere, and the fields are full of hunger.

"Ugh."

With a long sigh, Zhu Youzhen turned his head slightly and whispered: "Today, it's time for Yuan Chonghuan to enter Beijing." ”

Wang Chengen, who was three steps away, hurriedly stepped forward.

"Yes."

"Where's the man?"

"I went to the Fuzhou Guild Hall."

Zhu Youzhen smiled: "It seems that in the heart of our Inspector Yuan, the Donglin Party can save the country even more." ”

Silent.

turned around and left, leaving a command: "Let's add eight dishes tonight, I invite Yuan Chonghuan to eat, and it can't be too shabby." ”

"Yes."

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In the main hall of the Fuzhou Hall, Qian Qianyi was holding a tea bowl, and his eyes looked at the middle-aged man sitting not far away through the thick tea mist.

The latter is thin, fair-skinned and handsome, and has a bookish temperament unique to civil officials, which is difficult to associate with the frontier conquest of Jin Ge Iron Horse, let alone Yuan Chonghuan, the governor of Liaodong who once took down the great victory of Ningyuan and Ningjin.

"Yuan Futai ......"

With Qian Qianyi's stroking of the stage, Yuan Chonghuan immediately stood up.

"Don't be so inhibited." Qian Qianyi was very satisfied with the latter's attitude, so he raised his hand a little arrogantly: "Sit down." ”

"The elder can just call the official by name."

It can be seen that Yuan Chonghuan's posture is very humble, this is not what a commander guarding the border should look like.

"In that case, then this assistant will be called the Futai table word element." Qian Qianyi said in a natural tone: "What did the elements come to Beijing for this time?" ”

Yuan Chonghuan stood up again after he dropped his buttocks: "Pavilion Lao, the army has been in arrears for many years, the difference is getting bigger and bigger, and now it has been suspended for more than two months. ”

Qian Qianyi had already expected that when Yuan Chonghuan entered Beijing, what else would he do besides asking for money, what else could he do.

"How much silver?"

Yuan Chonghuan buried his head: "At least three million." ”

A sentence of three million made Qian Qianyi smile, and the smile quickly disappeared and shook his head.

"The imperial court has no money, you must have seen the elements when you entered Beijing, natural disasters continue, just for disaster relief, the princes of the imperial court have been exhausted, but it is still inevitable to take care of one and lose the other, in this case, how can you come up with three million.

However, there is still a lot of food in Taicang, which can give you a million to suspend the army's hardship. ”

Yuan Chonghuan suddenly raised his head and said eagerly: "There is no shortage of food in the army, only there is a shortage of silver, it is useless to give food to the soldiers, they can't eat it and can't sell it, the soldiers are poor in their families, and they all need money to buy clothes to keep out the cold and buy medicine to treat the disease." ”

"Who said it couldn't be sold?" Qian Qianyi smiled and said, "Benfu can find a good buyer for the element." ”

"Who?"

"Fan Yongdou of Jin Shang."

Qian Qianyi said: "In recent years, natural disasters have continued, everyone is taking precautions, I heard that Fan Yongdou is buying food in the market to prepare for disasters, and the elements can sell some of the grain to him in exchange for gold and silver, so can't he pay the army?" ”

The corners of Yuan Chonghuan's eyes twitched violently.

Sell grain to Fan Yongdou?

It's better to sell it directly to Huang Taiji!

Now who in Liaodong does not know that most of the caravans that enter and exit Shanhaiguan are the cars of Jin merchants, and truckloads of materials are sold into Shenyang in exchange for truckloads of gold and silver treasures.

Qian Qianyi asked him to sell the grain to the Jin merchants, what is the difference between that and selling it directly to Huang Taiji.

There is still a difference, because Fan Yongdou and Jin Shang have to make a little difference.

If the Jin merchants can't make the difference, how can they give Qian Qianyi and them a share of silver.

This is a complete chain of interests.

Yuan Chonghuan couldn't help but fall silent.

Seeing this, Qian Qianyi frowned: "Elemental, you have to understand the difficulties of the imperial court, just as the imperial court understands you, the government and the opposition know all about the peace you and Houjin discussed in private, and the people in Shilin are very critical of you."

The reason why the court did not blame is also because of your difficulties, why can't you be considerate of the court and the embarrassment of our auxiliary ministers. ”

Yuan Chonghuan then closed his eyes, and with a long sigh, he bowed.

"Xiaguan, I know."

"Well, that's right." Qian Qianyi got up with satisfaction and helped Yuan Chonghuan up, and said: "Also, when you enter the palace to face the saint, you will do one thing for Benfu." ”

"Listen to the elder of the pavilion."

"Substitute Benfu, except for Mao Wenlong." Qian Qianyi took out a transcript and handed it to Yuan Chonghuan: "The transcript of his impeachment has already been prepared for you, and it can be handed over directly to Your Majesty." ”

Yuan Chonghuan didn't understand why Qian Qianyi wanted to deal with a small Phi Dao commander, Mao Wenlong, so he looked at Qian Qianyi with doubts.

The latter didn't explain, just let Yuan Chonghuan do it.

"Go ahead."

"The next official retired."

Seeing Yuan Chonghuan away, Qian Qianyi couldn't help but smile.

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"Minister, Yuan Chonghuan, the governor of Liaodong, see my emperor's holy bow Wan'an!"

The sound of the salute was heard in the Qianqing Palace, and Zhu Youzhen finally waited for this important minister of the late Ming Dynasty who had mixed reviews in history.

Zhu Youzhen looked at the kneeling man outside the hall, put down the book in his hand, picked up the big sword on the dragon chair and walked out.

Came to Yuan Chonghuan's side step by step.

Perhaps sensing Zhu Youzhen's approach, Yuan Chonghuan, who was kneeling on the ground, was stiff, and his kneeling posture was more standardized.

Zhu Youzhen slowly put the big gun on Yuan Chonghuan's back.

The latter trembled violently.

"Yuan Qing, hard work."

A sentence of hard work made Yuan Chonghuan almost burst into tears on the spot, and choked up: "The minister's suffering is not as good as Your Majesty's." ”

"It's cold on the ground, get up." Zhu Youzhen helped Yuan Chonghuan with both hands, the latter was about half a head taller than him, so he had to look up slightly: "I have been waiting for Yuan Qing for a long time, and I finally have to see it today, fortunately, come, follow me into the palace, I have ordered someone to prepare a banquet, today you and I are the ministers, drink wine and talk about border affairs." ”

After that, Zhu Youzhen grabbed Yuan Chonghuan's wrist and strode into the palace, and Yuan Chonghuan was even more moved by such condescending respect.

He had met Zhu Youzhen before, and he was still a king of faith at that time, but the two had not had any communication, so they couldn't talk about understanding.

Yuan Chonghuan only knew that Zhu Youzhen was young, a seventeen-year-old boy with a country full of holes, could he deal with it?

Yuan Chonghuan didn't trust Zhu Youzhen's ability, otherwise he wouldn't have gone to see Qian Qianyi first after entering Beijing.

But for Zhu Youzhen's respect, Yuan Chonghuan was very moved.

He was born in Shilin, and grew up with the ethics of Heaven and Earth Jun's own teacher, and his loyalty is engraved in his bones.

At this moment, Yuan Chonghuan was even willing to die for Zhu Youzhen.

There is no reason between the monarch and the minister, but the love is as deep as the sea, which is probably the romance that belongs to the Chinese civilization.

The charcoal fire in the warm pavilion was vigorous, dispelling all the cold, and a table of fine wine and delicacies had been prepared, Zhu Youzhen's rare luxury.

Wang Chengen served the dishes and chopsticks and wine, and said to Yuan Chonghuan.

"On weekdays, Your Majesty has never eaten more than four dishes, and today in order to welcome Yuan Futai, he specially added twelve dishes."

Yuan Chonghuan, who had just sat down, just wanted to get up and thanked him, and was pressed down by Zhu Youzhen.

"Today, let's put aside etiquette first, don't care about these vain, eat, drink, and save the country."

As he spoke, Zhu Youzhen picked up his wine glass, and rushed to Yuan Chonghuan very seriously but affectionately and said: "Qing, I have been fighting for the country for many years, and I have been forced by the wind and cold outside the customs, in exchange for the family and the country are safe, the mountains and rivers are not lost. ”

Say it all and drink it all, and do it first as a respect.

Yuan Chonghuan's long-suppressed tears could no longer be controlled, and tears burst like embankments on the spot, gushing down.