Chongzhen time and space, the Forbidden Fengtian Temple.

With the departure of the Immortal Master and the Great Ming Taizu, the dragon chair in the Jinluan Hall was empty.

Among all the princes of the Zhu family, the only one left at the moment was the blackened Zhu Qizhen.

At this moment, the Tianshun Emperor's eyes were calm as usual, without the slightest ripple, and his figure moved slightly, and he sat down on this dragon chair unceremoniously.

Zhu Youzhen, who is the seventh grandson of Zhu Qizhen, sits on the throne of his seventh grandson, and of course he is qualified as the seventh ancestor.

Really have to count it.

This is the third time that the blackened Zhu Qizhen has sat on this dragon chair, which symbolizes the supreme power of the Ming Dynasty.

For the first time, he inherited the throne as the crown prince.

For the second time, the throne of the Emperor of the Ether was restored.

The third time, on the orders of the Immortal Master and Emperor Taizu, he crossed time and space.

At that moment, Zhu Qizhen no longer remembered the feeling of sitting on the dragon chair for the first time, after all, he was too young at that time, and he was just curious at that time, why so many people knelt in front of him and kowtowed.

And when the second restoration ascended the throne, it was infinite excitement, and the pleasure of enduring for many years, and finally turning over and singing.

But now.

Sitting on this dragon chair for the third time, Zhu Qizhen swept over His Highness's group of Chongzhen courtiers who were full of apprehension, his eyes were indifferent, and his mood did not change at all.

"Long live our emperor! Banzai! Hooray! ”

After seeing Zhu Qizhen sitting on the dragon chair that originally belonged to Zhu Youjian, the Chinese martial arts of the hall only hesitated for a moment, and then knelt down to worship.

This group of Donglin Party, who only know how to make money, has always been the most knowledgeable about current affairs.

Not to mention.

At a glance, the left and right sides of the Fengtian Hall are brocade guards with knives, and if they are not obedient, they will not succeed.

The courtiers and civil and military officials in this hall, such as Zhou Yanru, the first assistant of the cabinet, and Chen Xinjia, the secretary of the military department, are all speculating about one thing in their hearts.

At present, the man who replaced Emperor Chongzhen and sat on the dragon chair was which ancestor of the Ming Dynasty?

In my heart, I am drumming.

Everyone is a reader, with a rich history book background, these people are still very clear about the character of the ancestors of the Ming Dynasty, which is good to fool and which is not good to fool, the door understands.

In the face of these courtiers' kneeling to worship, Zhu Qizhen's eyes were ancient, he understood his mission this time, he took the throne of Chongzhen on behalf of him, not to play, but to lay a solid foundation for the immortal master and Emperor Taizu.

And the first step to lay a solid foundation is undoubtedly two words: make money.

Make money, make money, make money.

Zhu Qizhen was extremely impressed by these two words, and the immortal master had repeatedly emphasized them in the first class.

"I, it's Zhu Qizhen."

As soon as this remark came out.

In an instant, the Chongzhen civil and military forces in the hall were all stunned at first, and then many people were silently relieved, and even grinned.

'It turned out to be the Castle Sect! ’

The group of people glanced at each other a few times in private, and the meaning of those eyes was relaxed.

What happened during the years of Orthodoxy and Tianshun flowed through the minds of these people like endorsements.

In their opinion, Emperor Yingzong, who was once sent to study in Wara and was imprisoned in Nangong by Emperor Jingtai for several years, has an anti-flickering index that is not much higher than that of Emperor Chongzhen.

After all, even Yu Qian could be killed by fooling.

This makes these Donglin parties full of confidence.

"Lord Shoufu, who is that person in the Jinluan Palace?"

After these Donglin parties were relieved of the one on the dragon chair, their eyes fell on Wang Yangming.

For a while, there was a low buzzing sound.

Now.

On top of the dragon chair.

Zhu Qizhen's fingers tapped the armrest of the dragon chair slightly, and his eyes looked at Wang Shouren.

Next, some specific things in the Chongzhen Dynasty had to be arranged and implemented by Wang Yangming himself.

"Teacher, I'm in trouble."

With Zhu Qizhen's words.

Instantly.

The civil and military people buzzing in this hall were silent, and they all pricked up their ears to listen.

"From now on, Wang Shouren will be the first assistant to the cabinet."

The voice fell.

Airplanes~!

These Donglin parties are all buzzing with melon seeds, and their hearts are even more violent.

Wang Shouren? WTF？！

The eyes that looked at Wang Yangming all shrank sharply.

Master Xinxue Zu?!

"Another."

"At the moment of national crisis, the ministers should donate money to help."

Before these Donglin parties were stunned from Wang Yangming's three words, Zhu Qizhen's words rose again.

‘？？？？？？ ’

The faces of these Donglin parties changed suddenly, and the first thought that floated through their minds was.

Donate money?!

No way!

When pigs fly!

If you don't have money, you need to die!

Immediately afterwards, I saw that in the train, there was a fat middle-aged and elderly fat man in a python robe, who resolutely took the lead and stood up with a righteous and awe-inspiring face.

This person is the Zuo Du Governor of the Chongzhen Dynasty, the Prince and the Prince, the Marquis of Jiading, the reign of the Dynasty, and Zhou Kui, the father-in-law of Chongzhen.

"Your Majesty Yingzong, as a minister, we are favored by the emperor of the heavenly family."

"It is difficult to waste wealth in this country, but it is the duty of the ministers."

"Chen Zhoukui, willing to make the first donation."

Anyway.

In the stunned gaze of the Donglin Party, Zhou Kui, the national master, opened his chubby folded left hand.

'Fifty thousand taels?! ’

The courtiers of Chongzhen were all stunned when they saw this 'five'.

After all, this father-in-law is well-known for his picking, and now he is willing to donate so much, and the sun is coming out in the south?

"I am willing to donate five years! Set an example for all the ministers! ”

The voice fell.

These Donglin Party almost didn't laugh out loud.

What is the difference between this sentence and slapping Zhu Qizhen's face in public.

Daming is a well-known official with a low salary, even if it is a first-class official's salary, it will add up to a thousand taels of silver in five years, you are a national father-in-law with a family fortune of millions of silver, you are embarrassed to take it out?

However, at this time, Zhou Kui was showing a painful face.

"Although the minister is the lord of the country, he has always been on duty and observant, and he does not dare to be greedy for a stitch and a thread from the people, this more than 1,000 taels of silver is already more than ninety percent of the silver in the minister's family, please Your Majesty Yingzong must not refuse!"

As he spoke, Zhou Kui knelt down, and tears of self-emotion burst out.

Click.

And at this very moment.

Zhu Qizhen, who was on the dragon chair, stood up.

In an instant, the eyes of the courtiers, especially the Donglin Party, were all focused on this Emperor Yingzong, and they were all curious about what this was going to do.

Click, click, click.

The sound of regular and peaceful footsteps sounded in this silent Fengtian Temple.

I saw Zhu Qizhen step by step and walked down the Jinluan Palace.

'What exactly is Emperor Yingzong going to do?' ’

Just when the courtiers were suspicious, Zhu Qizhen had already walked into the ranks of the courtiers and stood in front of Zhou Kui, who was kneeling.

"Your Majesty Yingzong..."

Zhou Kui was in tears, and he raised his head with emotion.

In his opinion, the time for Emperor Yingzong to praise himself is coming, and as the ruler of the country, this must be a good start, and he should be set up as a typical model!

This fat head has just been raised.

Burst.

As the sword light swept by, a fat head rolled to the ground, and the scarlet blood gushing out of the neck like water stimulated the nerves and snorts of everyone present.

If the psychological ability is poor, he will vomit directly on the spot.

Zhou Kui's pig-like head fell to the ground, grunted a few times and stopped, and a pair of eyes looked at the top of the Fengtian Palace, staring round.

Until he died, he didn't expect that Emperor Yingzong would personally cut himself!

Why is it so ruthless?

And! This, this is completely out of line with the process!

The Son of Heaven kills a minister, so he has to go to prison first, and then be locked up for at least ten days and half a month, and finally find a reasonable reason to give him death, how can he be so hasty?!

Usually, even the court battle is outside the noon gate, how can you still be the palace and cut the country!

Zhou Kui couldn't figure out this problem in his life, so he could only leave it to him to continue thinking about it in the next life.

Bang dang.

Zhu Qizhen didn't even glance at Zhou Kui's corpse, and threw the machete dripping with blood in his hand in front of the Donglin Party.

Whoa...!

All the courtiers knelt on the ground.

Especially those core members of the Donglin Party, these people all had their pupils shrinking sharply, none of them expected that this Emperor Yingzong was so ruthless, which was completely different from what was recorded in the history books!

Could it be that after staying in the underworld for more than 100 years, his temperament has changed?!

Zhu Qizhen's eyes were calm, and he swept over the group of Donglin Wenchen.

Cutting off a person's head with his hands didn't feel anything for him.

Back then, in the first battle of Wanli Liaodong, he was fighting on the battlefield with double knives and Huang Taiji, and he was a man who made Huang Taiji feel afraid.

What's more, this is not his time and space, let go of his hands and feet, and it's over, anyway, he can pat his ass and not be responsible.

"Wait for the limit, within twelve hours, donate 20 million silver."

Anyway.

Zhu Qizhen gave Mao Erhu a look.

Erhu fully comprehended the spirit of leadership and grinned, and the embroidered spring knife on his waist was pulled out instantly.

Before he came, he had already received the highest instructions from Emperor Taizu Lao Zhu, and this business trip across time and space was to cut people, and as long as he cut it beautifully and cut out his performance, he would give it to the marquis when he went back.

As soon as this cake was painted, Erhu, who was still a little resentful of a business trip, suddenly became enthusiastic.

Along with the two tigers, there are hundreds of brocade guards in this hall, and the sound of drawing swords is endless.

Next, these Hongwu Jinyi guards will personally escort these Donglin courtiers home, and at the same time, on the way home, they will not be allowed to contact anyone, not even a family guest.

And between the few incense sticks just now, the three thousand brocade guards who came down from Hongwu have blocked the nine gates of the capital, and have successively settled in the mansions of each of these Donglin courtiers, and greeted their families cordially and friendly.

The amount of silver donated, Zhu Qizhen did not dig to the end at one time, but only 20 million.

Time has.

Don't rush, take your time.

After all, if you copy it too hard at one time, it is easy to make a mess, and the things that are supervised all over the country need to be done by the black-bellied Yangming Great Sage a little time.

I believe that this little problem is not a difficult thing for the black-bellied Wang Shengren.

"You four stay."

"For the rest, scatter the dynasty."

Zhu Qizhen slowly walked back to the Jinluan Hall and sat down on the dragon chair.

And these courtiers of Chongzhen time and space, all of them were heavy-minded, and under the protection of the person in charge of the Jinyi Guard, they withdrew from the Fengtian Hall one after another.

The reason why Zhu Qizhen left Sun Chengzong, Lu Xiangsheng, Sun Chuanting and Mao Wenlong was because next, Wang Yangming had to explain some things to these four people, such as raising the three new armies and so on.

In troubled times, what is the silver used for?

Military spending, of course.

…………………………

Meanwhile.

Same in Chongzhen time and space, Luoyang, Fuwangfu.

Of course.

Now there is no fat pig Fuwang in the Fuwang Mansion, this Fuwang has already been shared by all the people, digested by the stomach, has been pulled out by the large and small intestines, and has become one of the nutrients of nature, which is also a form of soil for peace.

Inside the palace, Fulu Hall.

This is the place where Zhu Changxun, the king of fortune, eats every day, the center of the hall is facing the south, and there is a huge sterling silver crescent table with a width of a zhang, which is the table that Zhu Changxun of the king of fortune eats on weekdays, and the dishes and chopsticks placed on it are made of pure gold.

As the fattest and most extravagant vassal king of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Changxun's meal must not be sloppy, it must be of high grade, a meal on weekdays, the starting point must be a hundred dishes, and the materials used are all excellent in the top grade, such as a simple stir-fried cabbage, only eat the most tender piece of cabbage in the heart, every time Zhu Changxun stir-fry a plate of cabbage, you have to waste hundreds of cabbage.

This operation is similar to Nian Qianyao's fried pork.

And at the moment.

On top of this crescent silver table, there is a plate of spicy stir-fried Chinese cabbage with pork belly, plus a stack of pickles and a bowl of white porridge, and there are no other side dishes.

A person with high cheeks and deep cheeks and a piercing nose will be squatting on the main seat of the crescent silver table, greedily snorting the white porridge in the bowl.

This person is none other than today's man of the moment Huang Laier, the second-generation king Li Zicheng.

Huang Lai'er's left eye was bound with special silk.

It's not that the picture is handsome, but it's blind.

Li Zicheng captured Luoyang, after stewing King Fu, saw that the deputy general of Kaifeng in the Ming Dynasty sent troops to rescue, and then so that the strength of Kaifeng City was empty, so he led his troops to attack Kaifeng day and night, which was the opening of the first siege of Li Zicheng's three sieges of Kaifeng.

It's just that in this battle, King Li Chuang was really unlucky, and his luck was a little worse, and he was shot in the left eye by a dark arrow when he was surveying the situation under the city, and since then he has become the one-eyed king.

At the beginning of this year, Li Zicheng had just surrounded Kaifeng with an army of 400,000, but the result was still a failure, and he led the army to break through Xiangcheng and kill Wang Qiaonian, the trilateral governor of the Ming court.

At the same time, he began to sweep all the cities around Kaifeng on a large scale, trying to cut off all the supply routes that Kaifeng City could get, and it was bound to turn Kaifeng into a lonely city.

It was precisely because Li Zicheng was preparing to launch the third siege of Kaifeng that Chongzhen hurriedly released Sun Chuanting from prison and let Sun Chuanting take over the position of the governor of the three sides.

Kaifeng is the capital of Henan Chengxuan political envoys, as long as Kaifeng is taken, the land of Henan is all to the king.

Therefore, no matter what price Li Zicheng pays, he must open the seal, and Chongzhen must not lose the seal.

Because once the Ming court lost Kaifeng, Li Zicheng's rebel army could drive straight into the land of Gyeonggi, and there would be no danger to defend.

Therefore, there is a saying in later generations that 'the court dies and the Ming Dynasty dies'.

Because Sun Chuanting died, it means that the land of Henan is all returned to King Chuang.

And at the moment.

On the left and right of King Li Zicheng and opposite, there were three people sitting respectively.

The one on the left has a fair face, a goatee, and an elegant Confucian robe, which looks quite a generation of Confucianism.

The two-handed, eight-character mustache on the right, slightly dark and thin, short stature, dressed in a seven-star robe, looks like a warlock, this person is named Song Xiance, known as the first military division under the command of King Chuang, nicknamed 'Song Shorty', after Li Zicheng established the country, he named Song Xiance as the founding army division.

And opposite Li Zicheng, there is a strong man who looks very thick and honest, wearing battle armor, and also squatting on a chair and smiling porridge, this is the number two person in Li Zicheng's army, and Liu Zongmin, a fierce general's henchman.

is Li Zicheng's current team.

To tell the truth, it is really very similar to Lao Zhu, who started his business back then.

Divide these three people functionally.

Niu Jinxing corresponds to Li Shanchang, Song Xiance corresponds to Liu Bowen, Liu Zongmin corresponds to Xu Da, you can all play one hand and watch it again and again.

Of course.

In terms of ability.

Niu Jinxing is not necessarily inferior to Li Shanchang, Song Xiance is definitely not comparable to Liu Bowen, and Liu Zongmin is even more incomparable to Xu Da, the first god of war in the founding of the Ming Dynasty.

"King, Luo Rucai has repeatedly disobeyed orders, and in the long run, I am afraid that it will become a big disaster, and it should be eliminated as soon as possible."

Niu Jinxing frowned and said in a condensed voice.

Luo Rucai, one of the thirteen rebel armies, belonged to the same level as Li Zicheng and Zhang Xianzhong back then, and is now temporarily under Li Zicheng.

Hearing this, Li Zicheng did not immediately express his position, but continued to drink the porridge in the bowl by himself, and his remaining right eye glanced at Song Xiance who was sitting on the right.

"What does the military advisor think?"

Song Xiance smiled, raised his hand and pinched the mustache on his left.

"Luo Rucai is cunning and capricious, he was forced to expel by Zhang Xianzhong because of his disagreement with Zhang Xianzhong, so he reluctantly took refuge in the king, once he is full-fledged, he will definitely seek self-reliance again."

"However, at present, the king is in full swing, and it is a critical period for the rebel army, and the tens of thousands of horses under Luo Rucai's command cannot be chaotic."

"My suggestion is to postpone Luo Rucai, and then seek to get rid of him after our army successfully captures Kaifeng."

Hear the words.

Li Zicheng smiled.

"I've heard about it a long time ago, and many people outside call this Luo Rucai Cao Cao."

"Since both of you look at it like this, let this Luo Cao Cao's head hang around his neck for a while longer, and wait until Kaifeng is captured."

Then.

Li Zicheng put the bowl in his hand on the table, and looked at Liu Zongmin, who was squatting opposite, concentrating on porridge.

"Jiexuan, after drinking this bowl of porridge, you immediately go to the whole army and wipe out all the cities around Kaifeng, no matter what method you use, you will definitely cut off all the aid from Kaifeng."

As soon as he slapped the table, King Li Chuang was arrogant.

"Next month, the amount will be opened in three directions!"

The voice fell.

Liu Zongmin, who seemed to be honest, didn't drink porridge anymore, put the bowl in his hand on the table, wiped his mouth with his hand, then wiped it on his body, got up and went out.

Act vigorously and resolutely, resolutely implement the leader's orders, and implement the spirit of the leader's instructions.

Just do what you say and never delay.

Liu Zongmin was born in poverty with Li Zicheng, his father was forced to commit suicide by government taxes, his mother became a beggar and starved to death, he was adopted by his uncle, stepped into the society at the age of twelve or thirteen, apprenticed to learn art, became a glorious blacksmith, when he was famous for his iron kung fu, he joined the rebel army when Li Zicheng led the army to Lantian in Shaanxi, and for more than ten years, he repeatedly made miraculous achievements and gradually became the first henchman under Li Zicheng.

In the thirteenth year of Chongzhen, Li Zicheng was trapped by the Ming army in the mountains of the fish belly, and Liu Zongmin killed his two wives with his own hands in order to show his determination to follow Li Zicheng and swear to live and die with Boss Li no matter what the situation.

Killing his wife and preaching is really ruthless.

After Liu Zongmin leaves.

Niu Jinxing also got up one after another and saluted Li Zicheng, who was squatting on the chair and continuing to snort porridge.

"King, I still have some paperwork to deal with over there, so I'll retreat first."

Li Zicheng just buried his head in porridge, nodded, and Niu Jinxing turned around and left Fulu Hall.

"What's the matter with the military advisor?"

Li Zicheng looked at Song Xiance, who was still sitting on his right.

At this moment, Song Xiaozi was frowning, as if something important had happened.

"My lord, I always feel that there are still people in this house."

After saying that, Song Xiaozi looked ahead, and his brows became tighter and tighter.

Hearing this, Li Zicheng smiled.

Then he picked up the porridge in the bowl, shirked in one breath, habitually licked along the edge of the bowl, and smashed his mouth a few times.

Born in a poor family, he was hungry and scared since he was a child.

"I heard early that the military advisor has access to heaven and earth, ghosts and gods, and can divinate good fortune and evil."

"What, there are ghosts in this Fulu Hall?"

When the words fell, Song Xiaozi also frowned, smiled and shook his head.

"The king laughed, where are the ghosts and gods in the world, but they are all vain in the world."

Li Zicheng put down the bowl in his hand that was smoother than the monk's head, wiped his mouth, stood up and laughed.

"It doesn't matter if he's a human or a ghost."

"It's a person, it's cut down for him, it's a ghost, it's a ghost, it's for him to be destroyed!"

Song Xiaozi hurriedly got up and laughed.

"The king is majestic, and the ghosts and gods are not afraid."

"There are still some affairs to be handled in the army, and I will retire first."

Li Zicheng waved his hand, and Song Xiaozi saluted again, turned around and walked towards the gate of Fulu Hall.

Correct.

When this Song dwarf walked to the threshold place, he inexplicably glanced back at the crescent moon table, frowned, and finally stepped out of the threshold and left.

"Brother, is it true that this dwarf is so old that we exist?"

"This dwarf can be counted better than Liu Bowen?"

At this moment, on the left side of the crescent table, Lao Zhu looked at the short back of Song Xiance leaving, and asked with interest.

"In our opinion, this dwarf god stick is just talking indiscriminately, trying to sell a few points in front of his master."

"How can a mere mortal be able to penetrate his brother's immortal arts."

Ji Boying also glanced at this Song dwarf, and did not comment on Lao Zhu's words.

In this world, there is a type of person who divins good fortune and spies on heavenly opportunities, and is called a warlock.

For example, Liu Bowen, such as this Song Xiance, and then Yuan Tiangang of the Tang Dynasty, Zhuge Kongming of the Han Dynasty, etc.

Whether this kung fu is true or not, Ji Boying doesn't know, and he doesn't plan to think deeply, this kind of problem of pondering immortals is not something that he, an immortal, can easily understand.

Just like Yu Hua couldn't answer the reading comprehension of his own essays.

'Solution. ’

A word in my heart, the stealth function, unraveled in an instant.

Li Chuangwang, who was squatting back in his chair and preparing to eat the last bit of pickles, suddenly shrank his eyes, and then bounced on the spot like a fried orange cat.

"Forehead drop a mother!"

"What the hell...!"

Ji Boying and Lao Zhu looked stunned.

It doesn't matter if he's a man or a ghost. ’

'It's a man, it's cut down for him, it's a ghost, it's a ghost, it's a ghost, it's a ghost, it's a man, it's a man, it' ’

Huang Lai'er's domineering words still linger in his ears.

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