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This was the first time that the ministers collectively challenged Zhu Youzhen face-to-face and attacked Zhu Youzhen's authority as the Son of Heaven. Since Zhu Youzhen overthrew Wei Zhongxian and received widespread praise from the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty, it was the first time that Zhu Youzhen was attacked by civil officials in such a naked and collective manner.

These civil officials are not small people, and if they attack collectively, they may be able to mobilize more than 100,000 soldiers and horses. Their influence in the capital is also enough to mobilize public opinion in the capital. In the most terrible place, they can provoke a popular uprising in the capital.

However, these civil officials who hold heavy power do not consider the Ming Dynasty's society at all, and do not consider the common enemies at the head of the national disaster. Could it be that my Zhu family's country is only cherished by me, Zhu Youzhen?

Zhu Youzhen looked coldly at the civil official in the fryer, and a wave of anger gradually appeared in his heart.

He stood up from his throne and said lightly, "I'm tired..."

But before he could finish his words, he saw two officials jump out and not let him go.

"The minister has his own music!"

"Chen Zhou Yanru has something to play!"

"Retreat!"

Zhu Youzhen threw off his dragon robe, walked out of the Huangji Palace under the gaze of the ministers, and walked towards the Qianqing Palace.

Seeing this, more than 100 Wenchen glanced at each other, and there seemed to be some anger in their eyes.

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Returning from the Imperial Palace, Zhu Youzhen returned to the study of the Qianqing Palace, silently called the palace maid, and changed into a regular uniform.

Wang Chengen had just seen the siege of the Son of Heaven by the ministers in the Imperial Palace, and he also saw the decisive departure of the Son of Heaven. At this time, he saw that the expression on the face of the Son of Heaven was so calm, and he knew that the Son of Heaven was already angry at this time.

The Son of Heaven is quite scheming, and he is usually happy and angry in front of people. The more angry you are, the calmer your face tends to be.

Wang Chengen bowed and guarded beside the Son of Heaven, and he didn't dare to make a sound.

Zhu Youzhen sat at his desk and asked lightly: "Has the eunuch sent to Tianjin already set off?" ”

Wang Chengen replied: "Emperor, the eunuch has already set off yesterday, and I think that if you come early tomorrow morning, Li Zhi will be able to know about the Jinyi Guard sent by the Holy Lord." ”

Zhu Youzhen asked again: "Let the Jinyi Guards command Luo Yangxing to select a thousand Jinyi Guards to prepare to enter Shandong, did he choose?" ”

"Emperor, the selection has been completed yesterday, and the brocade guards have packed their luggage and can go to Shandong at any time."

Zhu Youzhen nodded with satisfaction, and slowly tapped his fingers on the imperial case, as if he was thinking about something.

In this way, Zhu Youzhen banged on the table and thought for an hour without saying a word. Until outside the Qianqing Palace, there was a sudden sound of scolding. The little eunuch's cries kept coming.

"Take down this thief!"

"Grab his stick!"

Zhu Youzhen frowned and shouted, "Who is making noise outside?" ”

Wang Chengen was also stunned, and hurriedly ran out of the Qianqing Palace to see what was happening outside. By the time he came back, he was sweating profusely and trembling a little when he spoke. He crawled on the ground and shouted, "The Emperor... Emperor, the little eunuch outside held down a thief who rushed into the palace with a wooden stick in his hand! ”

Zhu Youzhen's face turned white when he heard this, and his body couldn't help but tremble with fright. His face turned white and red, and he said slowly, "Bring in!" ”

After a long time, a middle-aged man with a thin body and a disheveled hair was escorted in and knelt in front of Zhu Youzhen.

A thin wooden stick was put aside by the eunuch, probably the weapon of this anti-thief.

Zhu Youzhen looked at this thief for a long time, and shouted, "Who sent you?" ”

The thief looked up at Zhu Youzhen and shouted, but there was not a word that people could understand.

Wang Chengen walked up to Zhu Youzhen, gritted his teeth and said, "Holy Lord, this is an illiterate mute!" I don't think I can find anything. ”

Hearing this, Zhu Youzhen closed his eyes helplessly.

The Forbidden City was heavily forbidden and ordinary people were never allowed to enter, but at this time, someone rushed in with a wooden stick. How many palace guards do you have to buy to rush to the Qianqing Palace? Those soldiers of the Beijing camp guarding the gate, and those "Han generals" standing guard, have all become decorations? What one person has so much energy to buy so many people?

As soon as Zhu Youzhen rebelled against the collective will of the civil officials in the court, such a scene came in the Forbidden City. Zhu Youzhen guessed that nine out of ten of these were done by the civilian collectives of foreign dynasties. This is the civil officials warning themselves not to help Li Zhi against the gentry of the world.

Zhu Youzhen took a puff and closed his eyes.

The last time Zhu Youzhen felt that his life was threatened, it was Wei Zhongxian, who controlled Ouchi.

Zhu Youzhen has been the Son of Heaven for 14 years, and he is no longer the ignorant teenager.

In the past 14 years, the house leakage of the Ming Dynasty has been raining, and there have been wars everywhere. Whether it is the thieves in the Central Plains or the Jiannu in Liaodong, they are all corroding the foundation of the Ming Dynasty little by little. Every time he thinks of the people who were carried by thieves, and the Han people who became Tartar slaves, Zhu Youzhen felt like crying.

This majestic Ming, Zhu Youzhen doesn't want to die in his own hands.

Zhu Youzhen reviewed the chapters day and night, and worked state affairs, just to revive the dynasty. Let this faltering Ming get out of the predicament of war and chaos. Every time he stood in front of the tablets of his ancestors and ancestors, Zhu Youzhen had to ask himself whether he had made the right decisions and done enough.

However, it was not Zhu Youzhen who supported Daming's trembling body, it was Li Zhi.

The Tartars ravaged Gyeonggi, the thieves poisoned the Central Plains, and when the hundred officials and generals were at a loss, it was Li Zhi who stood up, repelled the thieves, thwarted the Tartars, and returned the Ming who almost fell into the cliff to Zhu Youjian.

Although Zhu Youzhen was annoyed by Li Zhi's arrogance and Li Zhi's arrogance countless times, when Zhu Youzhen calmed down, he still understood: Today's Ming Dynasty is inseparable from Li Zhi. It is not an exaggeration to say that Li Zhi is the mainstay of turning the tide and supporting the building.

This Jinzhou War is related to the fortunes of the Ming Dynasty and cannot be lost. What is the "newspaper" escort that sent Jin Yiwei to Li Zhi? Even if he went to Tianjin to ask Li Zhi in person, Zhu Youzhen would ask Li Zhi's tiger master to go to the battlefield.

These ministers, Zhu Youzhen has seen them in his eyes over the years, and he has become more and more disappointed with them.

What do they want? Didn't they just want to suck more silver out of the crumbling Da Ming? These civil officials not only embezzled and accepted bribes from generals at all levels, but also shielded the merchants in various localities from paying commercial taxes and the prolific gentry from paying land endowments, and forced those small people who were fighting to become thieves and rebel.

These civil officials also don't think about it, if the Ming Dynasty dies, will they have a good life?

When the Tartars enter the customs, will they not accept their field endowments? If the thieves won the world, would they not raid their homes?

Zhu Youzhen thought about it, suddenly slapped the table angrily, and shouted: "Push this dumb man down and behead it, punish its three clans!" ”