Yang Sichang and Wu Sangui were captured, the Guanning army surrendered, and the Beijing camp was also a Qiong navy that had changed its skin, and no one in the capital could resist the pace of Xia Nan.

Xuanwu Gate.

In the face of the swarming Joan naval soldiers, the Praetorian Guard sergeant playfully avoided it and did not ask a single question. After the last lesson, they all knew that the palace was like his own backyard for this freshly baked Pingguo Gong, who could enter and exit if he wanted. What's more, the sound of Nancheng artillery shook the sky, something big must have happened, many of these Qiong Navy soldiers were also stained with blood, and they didn't know if it was their own or someone else's, most of them came after the battle, if they went up to block it at this time, they would be humiliated or second, and they would be wronged only if they were cut with a knife.

Xia Nan did not let all the troops follow the palace, he asked people to guard the palace gates, and he only brought people from the guard battalion and the special combat team into the palace. In addition to the eunuchs in the palace, there are palace maids, and the few Han generals are also useless decorations, and they have no power to resist at all.

Most of the eunuchs and palace maids on the road knew the powerful Duke of Pingguo, and they avoided it one after another, and Xia Nan reached the outside of Ciqing Palace without hindrance. The heavily armed soldiers surrounded the Ciqing Palace, and not a single fly could fly out.

The little eunuch at the door was a companion who grew up with Zhu Cihong, and he was quite loyal, but he was brave enough to block the middle of the road, and asked tremblingly: "What is the matter with Pingguo Gong?" Wait for me to inform the emperor......"

"Get out of here!" Xia Nan kicked him on the ground and rolled a few times, strode into the hall, and Yang Youji followed in with people guarding both sides.

In the hall, Zhu Cihong looked at Xia Nan with a pale face and muttered a few words, but he didn't hear what he said.

"Your Majesty, before the enthronement ceremony was held, you were in a hurry to slaughter the heroes, is it too anxious?" Xia Nan found a stool to sit down and asked, crossing Erlang's legs.

Zhu Cihong knew what should happen at this point - if everything went well, Yang Sichang and Wu Sangui should send Xia Nan Wuhua to him to ask for credit, and Xia Nan appeared here unharmed, indicating that Yang Sichang and Wu Sangui had lost - but before he saw these two people, he still had a trace of luck.

"Ahem, this ...... Aiqing, I don't understand what you're talking about? Shouldn't you be enthroned in Jingying at this time? ”

As long as Yang Sichang and Wu Sangui die in chaos, and there is no proof of death, they may be able to withdraw from this matter, Zhu Cihong thought to himself.

"Hehe, whether or not to be responsible is the most basic quality of a superior person. If Your Majesty wants to clear up the relationship at this time, it will only make the minister look down on you even more. Xia Nan said leisurely, "The minister has always been thoughtful in his work, and when he came to His Majesty to discuss the law, he naturally would not come with empty mouths and white teeth." ”

Without looking back, he ordered: "Come on, bring the two adults up." ”

Yang Sichang and Wu Sangui, who were tied like zongzi, were thrown to the ground like sacks, and Xia Nan motioned to remove the rags from their mouths.

Yang Sichang howled "wow", a person over half a hundred years old, crying tears and snot, I don't know if it was because he was defeated by Xia Nan, a long-cherished enemy, or because he did not complete the emperor's plan.

"Your Majesty, the minister is guilty of capital crimes, and he has done a bad job, and the matter has fallen short. Please give the minister a death! ”

Wu Sangui blushed and didn't say a word.

The muscles on Zhu Cihong's face trembled, and he trembled and stretched out his hand to cover Yang Sichang's mouth, but he didn't dare in front of Xia Nan, and his hand stretched out halfway and retracted. I was terrified to the extreme: this is over, I can't deny it. You Yang Sichang, since you have done a bad job, can't you carry this matter down? I'm going to have to drag me into the water.

Xia Nan looked at Zhu Cihong, shook his head, and said bitterly: "Your Majesty, the minister spent so much effort to save you from Li Zicheng's hands and help you to the throne, but he didn't intend to wash your neck and let you slaughter you." The first emperor was confused, and he was bewitched by Yang Sichang, and wanted to get rid of me, but he didn't expect you to be the same. As the lord of the world, doesn't there be this amount of tolerance? ”

Zhu Cihong shrunk his neck and whispered: "But you took all the power away and asked me to be just a marionette, how can I be willing?" ”

Xia Nan stood up, more than a head taller than Zhu Cihong, who was still a minor. He looked down at the young man condescendingly and said, "In extraordinary times, do extraordinary things. If it weren't for my action, Daming would have almost perished the country and wiped out the species, either in the hands of Li Zicheng, or it was stolen by Huang Taiji. Looking at the world, besides me, who else has the ability to turn the tide, the western town of the Liukou, the northern expedition of the Tartars? If we don't hold the power in our hands and shake off all constraints, how can we eradicate a strong enemy? I don't want to be Mao Wenlong, nor Yuan Chonghuan. ”

He paced back and forth and continued: "The Zhu family's throne is kept by me, so why not be a marionette? If you are smart, you should learn from Wanli and the Apocalypse, not from your father and try to grasp everything in your hands. In the twenty-eighth year of Wanli, he did not go to the court, did not go to the suburbs, did not have a temple, did not go to the court, did not see, did not approve, and did not speak, which can be said to have achieved the extreme, but the government still operated as usual, and the treasury could be maintained, and the three battles of Ningxia, North Korea, and Banzhou to consolidate the national capital were also completed; It sounds absurd that Tianqi hid in the palace and worked as a carpenter, but during his reign, Nurhachi could not pass the Shanhai Pass, and there was no scourge of rogue in the northwest, and the world was quite stable. And when it is in the hands of your father? He has a monopoly on power, is stubborn and self-serving, the situation is becoming more and more erosive, the Tartars have entered the Kou several times, the more and more the Rogue Kou is suppressed, and the treasury is so empty that he can run mice! ”

Zhu Cihong was stunned, then his face turned red, and he clenched his fists and retorted: "It's complete nonsense!" Is it a bad thing for the Son of Heaven to be diligent in government? Ridiculous, ridiculous! ”

Xia Nan stopped pacing, stared at him and said, "You are still young, and the truth in this needs to be understood slowly." But you don't have that chance. Originally, I wanted you to be a free emperor with peace of mind, and I will clean up the mess in the world. I want to be Cao Cao, you want me to be Zhao Kuangyin, but you forced me? ”

Zhu Cihong was taken aback, and asked Ai Ai: "...... Do you want to kill the king and usurp the throne? ”

Xia Nan gave a look, and Yang Youji took out a white silk and handed it over.

"If it's a good thing, I won't use the sword. Your Majesty, please decide for yourself! After you hang yourself and apologize, the minister will make up for your guilt again, at least leave a whole corpse, and you can also enter the imperial mausoleum for burial. ”

"No, don't." Zhu Cihong's face was like dead ashes, and he retreated again and again, his head shaking like a rattle.

Yang Sichang shouted: "Traitor, Hugh is presumptuous, he actually wants to force the monarch to death in the East Palace, do you want to leave a stench for 10,000 years?" ”

Xia Nan glanced at him contemptuously: "Becoming a king or defeating a king, the power is in hand, who dares to say that I am not." As for after death, who cares about the flood of the sky? ”