Sticky drops of blood trickled down Song Xiance's deerskin boxing gloves, and he snorted with disdain on his face as he shook his hand.

"With this little ability, I still want my mother to come to our Dongjiang to shout!"

"What a fucking disappointment for Lao Tzu! It's only been two cuts, and I'm faint!"

Rubbing the knife back into the scabbard on his waist, Wen Meng also snorted disdainfully and walked out.

More than 30 officers and dignitaries came out again, and the most one walked out of the conference room, and Zhang Ruolin, who was lying in a pool of blood in front of him, trembled and pushed away Ma Shaoyu, who had a few more bloody cuts on his arm, and scolded with a fat face and a sausage mouth full of resentment.

"A bunch of damned barbarian lackeys! The official is not finished with you, and when you return to the court, the official must ......, what are you going to do? Where to take me? ”

The door creaked open again, and the faces of the four pro-soldiers were dark, and in Zhang Ruolin's frightened shouting, two grabbed one shoulder, dragged the two scholars and walked out.

There is darkness hidden under the light, and the iron mountain that is as prosperous as a paradise is rarely known, and there is such an eerie and terrifying place.

The rusty barred door outside the cave was slammed open, and a man in the ass was kicked straight in, followed by an arm-thick chain that locked the door.

On the edge of the corner, the gloomy skull was half exposed, and there seemed to be a weird smile in the hideousness, and a centipede just crawled out of the skeleton's eyes.

"This official is an official of the imperial court, and he is directly responsible to His Majesty, you can't do this to this official, otherwise after returning to the imperial court, this official will definitely copy your nine clans!"

Just as he was screaming and screaming, Ma Shaoyu, who woke up in pain halfway, pulled him by the sleeve violently, and Zhang Ruolin, who was in horror, turned his head violently with spittle.

"Brother Ma, you and I are the overseers of the military department, how can we lose the face of the court...... Face ......"

This face couldn't stand anymore, the gloomy environment of the cave behind him, countless green eyes opened suddenly, and there was a ghostly miserable laugh, and for a while, the backs of the two civil officials were completely wet with cold sweat, and their pupils were full of fear, and they screamed loudly in fear.

"You guys! Don't come here! Yes! Ahhh!!hh

…………

The screams of the two prison lords did not reach the Beijing Division, and the military department did not care about Zhang Ruolin and Ma Shaoyu as they imagined.

At this time, the most important thing in the imperial court was happening in Henan.

After several months of hard work, most of the main forces of the official army finally gathered near Kaifeng, led by Ding Qirui, the governor of the five provinces, Yang Wenyue, the governor of Baoding, Zuo Liangyu, the general of the Ping thief, Hu Dawei, Yang Dezheng, Fang Wenyue, and other 112 general soldiers commanded more than 200,000 troops, known as 400,000, and began to march towards Kaifeng.

At this time, Kaifeng City has been surrounded for half a year, and Li Zicheng under the city is also a confluence with Luo Rucai, Gezuo and other departments from the south of the Yangtze River, which is already known as one million at this time.

On 18 April, the main force of the official army, which claimed to be 400,000, and the army, which claimed to be one million, faced each other fiercely in Zhuxian Town, a few dozen miles away near Kaifeng City.

This is already the first fate-determining battle in the Chongzhen period, but once defeated, the outcome is from the very beginning of the broken bones, to the extent that it is now enough to influence the demise of the dynasty, once this time it fails again, the main official army of the imperial court is completely gone, and the entire Central Plains will no longer have the slightest foothold for the imperial court, and the cancer cells of the army will completely break out at this moment.

Unconsciously, the Guanning Jin defense line left to Chongzhen after the death of the Emperor of the Apocalypse, hundreds of thousands of troops, and the uncorrupted rivers and mountains, have been squandered by Zhu Youzhen.

But even so, the "loyal" civil officials of the Ming Dynasty still don't care about the battlefield.

Jingshi, Taixue.

"Don't cut the ground! Not with the pro! No compensation!"

Led by a few old Confucians, hundreds of students, and the successors of the future Ming bureaucracy rushed out of the door with their fists raised and shouted.

Goshidai.

Originally, the officials of the six branches of Taoism, who were like the paparazzi reporters who inquired in the east and west, also gathered together, muttering in whispers, and then, an impeachment document with similar content was sent into the palace and placed in front of Emperor Chongzhen.

"A bunch of rotten people!"

Three or four copies in a row were all impeachment of Chen Xinjia, the secretary of the Ministry of War, protesting against the peace of the Qing State, and pressing the war report of the Ministry of War below, and opening the fifth book, it was still Emperor Chongzhen who was furious and pushed the pile of folds downward, and then roared angrily.

"Your Majesty is angry!"

If this was known by the imperial history and impeached again, Wang Chengen, who was waiting by his side, hurriedly helped to pick up all the folds, and carefully persuaded on the side, but he didn't dare to talk about it.

Chongzhen is also afraid of the soft and the hard, killing the governor is like killing a chicken dog, but he is afraid of the sharp mouth of the Yanguan Group, and he sulked for a long time, and finally had to endure it, his face was full of exhaustion, and he asked with interest.

"How is Chen Xinjia doing?"

"Back to Your Majesty, Lord Chen has sent an envoy to visit Shengjing, and in the next few days, he should bring back news! Your Majesty, please be relieved!"

"What about Zhou Yanru?"

After fifteen years on the throne, more than 40 cabinet members have been replaced, and now, the Wusha of the first assistant scholar has a new head, Zhang Sizhi is afraid, and he returned to his hometown, and Zhou Yanru, who failed in the political battle with Wen Tiren in Chongzhen's five years and went into the wilderness, was remembered by Chongzhen again and re-activated as a scholar of the first auxiliary university.

However, unlike in history, Liu Zeqing, the general soldier of Shandong who was supposed to send Zhou Yanru from Jiangnan to Beijing, had been killed by Mao Jue, and the Shandong bandits obstructed Zhou Yanru, the new first auxiliary scholar, was actually stuck in Xuzhou, and he has not yet arrived in Beijing.

Wang Chengen once again bowed heavily with sweat in his head and replied.

"Back to Your Majesty, Elder Zhou Ge is hurrying up!"

"A bunch of things that don't know the general idea!"

When will we be able to get to Jingshi, maybe! This answer made Emperor Chongzhen scold angrily, and then he waved his hand tiredly.

"Send a message to Chen Xinjia, let him hurry up and contact with the Eastern Captivity! Write back to me sooner!"

"The old slave obeys!"

"Also, before it is confirmed, the news must not be leaked!"

Now there is no definite evidence that the imperial court wants to negotiate peace with Houjin, these officials and imperial histories have already made a storm in the city, if they really get the evidence, the imperial court will not be in a mess! Seeing that Wang Chengen was going out to deliver the decree, Chongzhen added another sentence, and Wang Chengen, who listened to it, trembled again.

"Wow!"

…………

At the other end, the Central Government Office, the Ministry of War.

It's so late, but the lights in the military compound are still on, and Chen Xinjia is also busy with worry.

Emperor Chongzhen ordered to negotiate peace with Houjin, but until now, he has not even determined the content of the peace, like the Song Dynasty, agreed to be a state of brothers, how much to send every year, or marry a princess or something, so as to give a negotiation bottom line or something, but when Chen Xinjia came to nothing, the emperor gave two words, negotiate peace!

Chen Xinjia also understood in his heart that Emperor Chongzhen wanted to negotiate peace and didn't want to take responsibility, afraid that this infamy would fall on him! The problem is that you don't give anything, negotiate a sesame sum! You said you wouldn't fight, did Shengjing's Huang Taiji agree not to fight?

The messenger sent a message in advance, and Sheng Jing also showed an interested attitude towards negotiation, but how to reply next, he was stuck at Chen Xinjia's place, and he was worried about the messenger's inquiry, and the little eunuch came to urge again, and for a while, Chen Xinjia's head was big!

"Hurry? Drag it out! ”

sent the eunuchs in the palace away, and the ministerial-level official with the most pressure in the Ming officialdom couldn't help but snort resentfully, and then simply turned around and left. When Your Majesty can't hold it anymore, let's get busy again!

There was really nothing to be done, and after complaining, he turned around and stood up, Chen Xinjia finally called the carriage and went home.

However, in his annoyance, Chen Xinjia made a mistake, he did not put away the contents of the discussion that were confidential, and mixed them with a bunch of military newspapers.

Half an hour later, several secretaries of the military department entered the door, packed up the messy military newspapers, and sent them to the other room to begin to copy and write, as for the report and inquiry of the Sheng Jing messenger, it was also mixed in.

In the Ming Dynasty, there was also a kind of bulk text message, called Tang Bao!

The next day, the Tang newspaper from the Ministry of War appeared on the desks of various yamen.

Kyoshi blew up!