Ming Taizi's Total War

Chapter 58 Qin Tianjian chooses an auspicious day, King Fu's compromise
"Now that the Northern Kingdom has fallen, and my uncle and I have fled to Jinling, and you are still quarreling like this, are you going to wait until the enemy's troops are on the border, the country is ruined and the family is destroyed, and both my uncle and nephew have white silk ribbons tied around their necks? By that day, you civil and military officials will All the officials knelt down on both sides of the road outside Jinling City."

"On that day, will you be able to stop making noise in this court?"

Zhu Cixiang's voice was deafening, like a sharp arrow piercing the ears of the ministers in the palace.

Although this voice was a little childish, even to the ears of military generals, it was more frightening than the fierce general who chopped off people's heads like kicking a ball on the battlefield.

"I don't dare." Ma Shiying thought that Zhu Cihong was speaking for himself, and he was too angry when he refuted Qian Qianyi just now, so he quickly argued.

In fact, it was not what Ma Shiying thought at all. Zhu Cihong had wanted to say these words a long time ago. When she was watching historical documentaries and historical novels in her previous life, Zhu Cihong had thought about this issue.

With millions of soldiers, how could the Ming Dynasty, which ruled the world, perish overnight? The lack of Chongzhen's ability is of course a big problem.

But the more critical thing is that there is something wrong with this country, more precisely, there is something wrong with the government, the imperial court.

People like Ma Shiying and Qian Qianyi, who are well-read in poetry and books, are high-ranking officials and rich in salary, but all day long they only know that they are intriguing because of political differences. If they have eunuchs, they will deal with them together. Be the object of your own political struggle.

And Fu Wang, who has a low IQ and only knows how to eat, drink and have fun, felt that what the nephew said made sense when he heard Zhu Cihong's words, but he knew that he couldn't say anything decent, so he sat there. Like a puppet, without saying a word, let Zhu Cihong stand and perform.

Seeing the officials kneeling in the hall, Zhu Cihong felt that he had already overwhelmed them in momentum, and he didn't want to miss this opportunity. If such a good opportunity is not grasped, it will be difficult to get it in the future.

So Zhu Cilang pondered for a while, and then said, "Now King Ji, Liu Zeqing, Zuo Liangyu, and Zheng Zhilong have all written to me in private, asking me to ascend the throne as soon as possible, and then lead the army to recover the Central Plains, expel the Tartars, wipe out the bandits, and return the capital. , to avenge the late emperor."

"Besides, the military situation in Jiangbei is becoming more and more urgent. The bandits and the Tartars will decide the outcome at some point. I think my ascension to the throne should be on the agenda."

Hearing Zhu Cihong's words, King Fu and the officials, who were calm in their hearts, felt as if their chests had been hit with a sledgehammer, and they were so shocked that they couldn't breathe.

It was not because Zhu Cihong said that he wanted to ascend the throne, but because he said that people like Zuo Liangyu had written to him in private to support him. In this way, King Fu, who was supported by the warlords of the four towns in Jiangbei, lost his status. particularity.

He has become an ordinary vassal king who has colluded with local warlords. Many people who have followed the wind think that King Fu has the support of the army, which is more reliable than Zhu Cihong. Those who plan to join him have become vacillating because of this .

In fact, Zhu Cihong has not received any letters from these people at all, and even the envoys sent to Liu Zeqing's three families have not returned yet.

He said this just because the officials in the palace fell to their knees and were too frightened to speak out by what he said, and King Fu and the others felt that Zhu Cihong was very prestigious and it was such a good opportunity.

If at any other time, Zhu Cihong said these words, maybe half of the people would believe them, and half of them would not believe them, but at this time, everyone was shocked by the sudden news, and more than [-]% of the people would not doubt him.

"Your Highness, please ascend the throne as soon as possible, and save all the people from the fire and water." Qian Qianyi reacted at this moment, and he gave Zhu Cihong a divine assist in a timely manner.

With him taking the lead in bowing and setting an example, most of the ministers in the palace also started to say, "Your Highness, please ascend the throne as soon as possible and save all people from the fire and water."

Standing beside Fu Wang, Zhu Cihong looked at the expression on his face from the corner of his eyes, and found that Fu Wang's face was twisted into a ball, neither crying nor smiling, like a piece of pie that was spread apart.

"Well, since the ministers have requested it, and the country is in crisis now, then I will not shirk it."

According to etiquette, in fact, Zhu Cihong should decline twice, and then accept at the end, that would be the best, but Zhu Cihong was afraid of pretending, so Ma Shiying jumped out to interfere with his good affairs, so he didn't refuse, and directly accepted.

"Then I would like to ask the senior scholar to draft the edict for me, and ask the emperor to print it with the national treasure of the prison." The senior scholar Zhu Cihong said was Ma Shiying, and he deliberately asked Ma Shiying to draft a document for himself to declare his enthronement to the world, just to disgust him .

"What does the emperor think?" Zhu Cihong turned around and looked at King Fu.

King Fu sat on the chair, with the sweat on his palms soaking the chair. Seeing Zhu Cixiang facing him, hesitating and not knowing what to say, he desperately cast his eyes on Ma Shiying, hoping that he could help him. An idea, teach him what to do now.

Zhu Yousong is an ordinary vassal king who is useless and only knows how to eat, drink and have fun. He has never received a good education, because the vassal king does not need it.

Now that he suddenly got such an opportunity to be an emperor, he was powerless. Fortunately, Lu Jiude, the eunuch guarding Fengyang, helped him, and Ma Shiying and other literati who wanted to take millet out of the fire for political speculation supported him. town support.

But not long after Jianguo was about to become emperor, Cheng Yaojin and Zhu Cihong came out, he was not reconciled, Zhu Yousong also had the blood of Emperor Shenzong flowing in his body, why couldn't he be emperor.

"Uncle Huang, Uncle Huang?" Zhu Cihong entered Zhu Yousong without responding for a long time, so he stretched out his hand and shook it in front of his eyes.

"Okay, just listen to the emperor's nephew, and let Qin Tianjian choose a good day." Seeing that Ma Shiying could not wait for a reminder for a long time, and only saw him kneeling with his head buried, Zhu Yousong finally agreed to Zhu Cihong's words helplessly.

"If you have anything else to say, hurry up and leave the court if you have nothing to do." Zhu Yousong didn't want to stay in the court meeting for a moment.

At this moment, he desperately hopes to return to his mansion, summon Ma Shiying, Lu Jiude and others, and give him advice on how to stop Zhu Cihong.

"It's okay, it's okay, Uncle Huang, go all the way, don't fall down on the road."

Zhu Yousong, who was walking down Danchi, was walking quite steadily, but when he heard Zhu Cihong's words, his feet slipped in anger, and he almost fell down to make a big joke. Fortunately, there were eunuchs standing on both sides to support him. Really fall.

(End of this chapter)