"It's okay...... Fortunately, Qin Xia's movements in the country are fast! My actions are even more dissatisfied! Fu Shuxun's heart turned around with all kinds of thoughts, and then shouted sharply: "The subordinates are all panicked? Ridiculous! The operation of the household department has its own law. If you point together, you can do business, how can you ignore the law of the court and the country because of the so-called turmoil in people's hearts? Your Majesty, the minister has sent the Department of Household Affairs to send a document to Shuntianfu, inviting the third class of officials to enter the Zhejiang Guild Hall, and the personnel of the household department and those who leave their posts without permission will be asked to enter the household department to be punished by the court regulations! ”

"As for the evidence...... Fu Shuxun said this, gritted his teeth with hatred in his heart, roared angrily, and said: "Tomorrow, the minister will be your majesty, and the accounts of the Beijing camp will leak!" There is no joke in front of the king, and once the minister has issued a military order in front of the king, there will be no repentance! The use of appeasing the rebellious soldiers should come from the military department, and it should come from the military department. The rectification of the household department should not be messed up by this! ”

Hearing this, Chongzhen stopped the ministers who were still talking, and the whole person leaned on the back of the chair, silent, not knowing how to decide.

Compromised, and Wang Zhengzhi, the head of the household department, could immediately obtain the household department that resumed operation, and received 300,000 taels of emergency military salary. With this salary, the rebellion can naturally be quickly quelled. Jingying can also be rectified a little.

"But all this ...... But it didn't come out of thin air...... "Emperor Chongzhen's gaze swept the audience, and no one dared to look at each other, and bowed down one after another.

This group of courtiers was ordered by him Chongzhen, so that they were able to enter the court and become high-ranking officials in the cabinet. There is no change before and after.

There can be 300,000 taels...... Actually, it's just a matter of asking for one person.

That's his Chongzhen's son! Zhu Cihong!

Compromise...... is undoubtedly a betrayal of Zhu Cihong.

Thinking of this, Chongzhen seemed to see those determined eyes again.

For a long time, Emperor Chongzhen's voice sounded in the hall.

According to Fu Qing's words. The military department first prepared the money and food prepared by the Taifu Temple...... Rebellion...... If it can't be leveled, let the military department caress first. There are still six days to deal with the affairs of the household department, and how to deal with it will be discussed in six days. After Chongzhen finished speaking, he got up and went back to the dormitory.

Everyone greeted Chongzhen leaving.

Emperor Chongzhen's words are clear, and there are few times when he can be shaken and changed.

Naturally, every courtier can feel that today seems to be a thick cloud, like a thunderbolt about to come out.

Wang Zhengzhi hung his head even more, his eyes were gloomy, like a storm.

Suddenly, Wang Zhengzhi looked at the hall and kicked it, and a little eunuch in a green robe quietly retreated, and suddenly his heart was overjoyed, looking at Wei Zhaocheng in front of him and glancing at himself, he was as immobile as a mountain, and suddenly infinite hope rose.

"We still have a backhand!"

"We still have a chance!"

"The so-called evidence, isn't it the account book that Qin Xia calculated? Now that the mutiny has been done...... Then simply ...... Qin Xia"

Jiaozhongfang, Wudewei camp.

Pinching a secret letter from the palace, Qiao Bosheng looked at the group of brothers gathered around him, and exhaled lightly: "Old Seventeen, how many of our right outposts went to the south, and how many of them followed the old brothers who came back from the south?" How many are in the camp now? ”

The one called Old Seventeen was an old man of slightly shorter stature. Old Seventeen has a brave temperament and heavy movements, and he seems to be a master who fights for his life on the battlefield and forgets life and death. It's just that listening to Qiao Bosheng's question today, his eyes were slightly foggy, and he slowly exhaled a breath and said: "Follow General Sun all the way south, and the people from our right post went to three thousand, and there were two hundred who got lost on the road, fell into the pit, and died of illness." When I arrived in Huguang, the water and soil were not adapted, the supply of grain and rice was difficult, and there were hundreds of those who fled and those who were lost. After several battles, more than 300 were killed, more than 1,000 were wounded, and many were captured and surrendered. In the end, General Sun was gracious and found a boat to take him back to Beijing, but only 937 brothers were able to return to Beijing. Thousands of miles back by boat, left on the road, sick and dead, wounded and sick, and two hundred and seven. When I arrived in Beijing, I starved to death, and I was driven out because my injuries couldn't heal, and those who froze to death in Beijing were dozens of numbers, I can't remember. ”

Speaking of this, Old Seventeen's voice slowed down and regained his composure: "I have counted, these old brothers still have six hundred and thirteen brothers. The third brother gave the order, and there were five hundred and three people in the camp today. ”

At the end, the old seventeen paused and said, "Thanks to the third brother's help, otherwise there would be two or three hundred brothers in the camp who would not be able to survive in the capital." ”

Those who can enter the Beijing camp as soldiers are either lonely and widowed at home and have nothing to rely on, or the children of military families, or all kinds of desperate, so they join the army. In the Ming Dynasty, being a soldier and eating a severed head meal is the most inferior way, and no good family will consider it. No matter what the background of these right-hand wounded soldiers is, there is a common standard, that is, when they return to Beijing and have a family, they have no way to rely on it. What's more, the wounded soldiers still need medicine and rice and meat to replenish their bodies.

Therefore, relying on this great grace to save people, Qiao Bosheng's prestige in the right post is really unparalleled for a while, saying that tying up the battalion officer is tying up the battalion officer, even if some soldiers feel that something is wrong, they have no hesitation.

Hearing Lao Seventeen say this, Qiao Bosheng, who was originally calm, sneered and said, "This silver is also exchanged for my life by my surname Qiao!" My Qiao San'er has been rescued by many brothers on the killing ground a few times, and these desperate silver are used to save the brothers today, so they are naturally willing. But the brothers didn't think about it, if we eat food as soldiers and kill thieves for the country, should we have that share of food? ”

"Food...... Salary" Old Seventeen listened to Qiao Bosheng's words, licked his lips, knew what he meant, and immediately said contemptuously: "The food and salary of the imperial court? Since we left Huguang and returned to Beijing, it has been three months! Even in Huguang, where the big men in those places where the dogs look down on people, how can they ever look at us? When did you have to work hard to eat a full meal? ”

"But we are soldiers of the imperial court, so we should have a salary!" Qiao Bosheng's words gradually became excited: "What they owe us, we must not forget!" ”

"I, Qiao San, still remember the master Qi Jiu Ye who led me to practice the skills of killing enemies when I first entered the camp. The ninth master taught me to hold a spear, taught me to wear a shield, taught my grandfather to straighten his waist, killed the enemy fearlessly, and was open in his heart, immortal! But what about the Ninth Master? I, Qiao San, committed a crime, and I was beaten down with ten military sticks, and I was trembling when I lay down. It was the ninth master who took the coffin book and bought medicine for my surname Qiao! In Xiangyang, the turtle grandsons of the Chinese army ran away, it was the ninth master who blocked the thief's head shot for me, an unsuccessful cub, I survived without being fine, but the ninth master was injured, stabbed in the waist, and stood on the bed for half a month. I, Qiao San'er, ran all over the barracks, begging not to move the doctors who only treated the wounds of the civil and military generals, but because the eunuch of the special mother was so frightened that no doctor could come out! ”

Qiao Bosheng recalled, as if the scenes in front of him were recalled, the true feelings were revealed, his eyes were hazy, thinking of the bleakest scene, his voice was hoarse, low and as if implying the thunder that was about to erupt.

"When I, Qiao San'er, rushed back to the camp with the doctor from the county town with a knife, the ninth master couldn't stand it and left."