"Recruitment..." Zhu Xu instinctively wanted to summon Sun Chengzong and others from the Ministry of War, but seeing the dark sky outside, he took a breath and put the memorandum aside.

Cao Huachun looked at Zhu Xu's drenched clothes, with a somewhat pale face, walked over and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty, do you want to take a bath and eat something?"

There is nothing else to do today, Zhu Xu nodded and said: "Well, let the imperial dining room make some porridge, I will drink some porridge, and then go to the Palace of Compassion and Ning, and the Palace of Renshou."

"Yes." Cao Huachun quickly agreed, turned around and entered the side door, and ordered someone to make arrangements.

Zhu Xu glanced at the pile of playbooks that looked like a hill, and felt bored for a while. He leaned on the chair and closed his eyes gently.

Not long after, Cao Huachun came back, only to find that Zhu Xu had fallen asleep.

Cao Huachun's footsteps stopped, the emperor hadn't slept soundly for several days, but now he was covered in wet clothes, hesitating whether to wake Zhu Xu up or not.

Liu Shimin stepped forward quietly, and said in a low voice: "Don't bark for now, let the emperor sleep for a while, I haven't rested all day."

Cao Huachun glanced at Liu Shimin, nodded, and asked someone to bring a brocade quilt to cover Zhu Xu.

Fortunately, it is summer and the weather is not too cold.

After finishing these, the two quietly left the imperial study room.With such a huge flood, they need to be the eyes and ears of the emperor, keeping an eye on the latest information at any time.

At night, the heavy rain showed no sign of weakening, but became more majestic, beating on the roof, densely like a drum.

From time to time, officials came in and out of the four gates of the capital. King Xin, King Ping, and King Jing had already left Beijing to go to various places. flood discharge.

Sun Chuanting mobilized troops and took Liu Hua, Zhao Lediao, Cao Bianjiao and others out of Beijing overnight and rushed to Shaanxi.

At the same time, Cao Wenzhao, the commander-in-chief of Shanxi, led his troops into Shaanxi and went straight to Xi'an.

Outside the palace, there was continuous heavy rain, with strange sounds of rain and wind, as if there was a huge beast hiding in the dark sky, staring at everything on the ground.

Zhu Xu in the palace was reclining on the dragon chair, covered with a brocade quilt, his brows were furrowed, his chest was heaving, and his expression was painful.

He is dreaming.

In the dream, he was wearing a dragon robe and was ringing the bell desperately. This was the bell calling all civil and military officials to go to court.

For a long time, the generals did not go to court, and the officials did not see each other.

Outside the palace, there were shouts of killing all over the sky, and the words "Chuang Wang" and "Chuang Wang" could be vaguely seen.

With a bitter and desolate face on his face, he staggered and turned and walked towards the Qianqing Palace. He vaguely saw Empress Dowager Zhang and a girl of eighteen or nineteen years old walking towards him.

He suddenly looked ferocious, took out a sword from nowhere, stabbed Queen Mother Zhang to death, and drew the sword to kill the little girl.

The little girl cried loudly, knelt on the ground, and called "Uncle Huang", "Uncle Huang".

The corners of his mouth twitched, his eyes hurt, he dropped his sword, and walked towards Qianqing Palace in a very mournful manner.

But instead of going to Qianqing Palace, he came to Meishan.Behind him, Cao Huachun followed step by step, with a calm expression and clear eyes.

Standing on Meishan, looking from a distance, the rogues wrapped in peasant headscarves had already broken through the city gate and came towards Meishan.

Without a trace of expression on his face, he was silent for a while, bent down and dragged the shoes off, put them aside neatly, and opened his bun again, letting his hair hang down his back.

Cao Huachun watched from not far away, but didn't say a word from the beginning to the end.

With his bare feet, he looked up to the outside of the palace, but he couldn't see anything except the rogues, and all he heard was endless screams.

With a look of pain on his face, he immediately tore a piece of white cloth from his arms, bit his middle finger, and wrote on it bit by bit: Li Chuang, after entering the city, he will kill everyone with a Chinese sword. Alarm the people in my city, this great Ming country is handed over to you, don't forget the ambition of China.

He took a serious look again, folded it and put it aside, walked to the gazebo, Bai Ling went around the beam, barefoot, and stuck his head in.

Cao Huachun watched from not far away, watching "he" struggling, and stopped moving after a while.

Cao Huachun knelt on the ground, kneeled three times and kowtowed nine times. After the ceremony, he also came to a tree with a crooked neck and hanged himself with the king.

Chapter 447 Zhang Xianzhong's First Battle

The moment Cao Huachun hung to death on the crooked neck tree, Zhu Xu's body trembled suddenly, he opened his eyes suddenly, and sat up straight.

The fear in his eyes could not be dispelled, the corners of his face twitched unconsciously, his head was covered with cold sweat, his whole body was icy cold, and his hands were shaking constantly.

It took him a while before he woke up. Suppressing the panic in his heart, he wiped his sweat and looked up at the dark door.

The heavy rain is still pouring, and the sound of bang bang bang is endless, which makes people feel depressed, even fearful.

Zhu Xu lifted the brocade quilt on his body, exhaled lightly, and said to himself with a little panic in his eyes: "It turns out that I have been hiding such a fear in my heart..."

"Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah!"

Before he finished speaking, he sneezed a few times and shivered from the cold all over. Only then did he realize that the clothes on his body were all wet, and the cold penetrated into his heart and lungs.

"emperor."

Feng Zhu led a few people in quickly, and those who lit the lamps lit the lamps, and those who came came came.

Zhu Xu glanced at them, rubbed his itchy nose, and said, "Prepare hot water and clean clothes. What time is it?"

Feng Zhu responded, "Yes, it's almost Yin time now."

It was almost dawn, Zhu Xu nodded, stood up and moved his numb body.

After soaking in some hot water, Zhu Xu also slowly relaxed, looking at the beams of the roof, he remembered that dream again.

His vision at that time was God, looking down from high above, and he couldn't feel the mood of "him" in the dream, but he was very clear about the endless helplessness and sadness of Emperor Chongzhen who hanged Meishan in history.

Now, he can empathize with it, and it even arouses the fear in his heart that he has never been aware of.

After soaking in the bathtub for a while, I sorted out my thoughts and swept away the feeling of fear.He changed into clean clothes and went back to the royal study.

At this time, Cao Huachun and Liu Shimin both came and were already standing inside waiting.

Zhu Xu smiled and said: "I'm fine, you all rest, there's still work tomorrow."

The emperor does not rest, how can they rest, Cao Huachun looked at Zhu Xu's slightly pale side face through the light, quietly ordered someone to arrange Jiang Tang, and then played to Zhu Xu: "Your Majesty, there is news from outside the palace that Old Sun Ge has passed away. Find a suitable flood outlet, and the flood will recede tomorrow. The flood diverted from the Henan side was also diverted to another Hanoi, and there was no flood, so the emperor can rest assured."

This is good news, Zhu Xu coughed lightly, smiled and said: "Well, you go, I have something to eat, and then go to sleep."

Cao Huachun heard Zhu Xu coughing a bit, thought for a while, and said: "Your Majesty, there are no maids in the palace. Look, is it possible for the slaves to make arrangements?"

Zhu Xu was startled, and immediately remembered that the old concubine was quietly choosing a concubine, and waved his hands: "No need, you all rest."

Cao Huachun saw that the emperor had no intention of being a womanizer, so he didn't say much. He bowed slightly and was about to leave. Zhu Xu suddenly turned his head to look at him again, and said, "By the way, there are many epidemics after the disaster. Tomorrow, you go to the Imperial Hospital and find some people who are familiar with the plague." The imperial physicians and officials form an epidemic prevention yamen, which is hung under the Wenzhao Pavilion. It is necessary to recruit more capable people from the people, study various plague countermeasures, and timely prevent and control the epidemics that occur in various places, so as to prevent large-scale epidemics. , don't take it lightly..."

Cao Huachun quickly responded, "Observe the order."

After they left, Zhu Xu let out a breath. After a while, his head was a little sweaty, his body was weak for a while, his throat started to itch, his brows frowned, and he casually picked up the notebook on the table.

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