It’s a lie this time

Author: The beggar

It’s a lie this time

The idea of ​​competing for a big position is impossible without it.

But Zhu Cijiong also knows that his father looks like he is hundreds of years old, and it is not impossible to live forever.

So Zhu Cijiong thought that his brother was just seeking a benefit.

Interests between flags.

On the other hand, Zhu Cixiang also missed his younger brothers and sisters.

In his mind, his younger brothers and sisters could not show themselves as imperial heirs in the Ming Dynasty, and could only hide their names among the people. They might have to face the pursuit and search by the Longwu court. Even if there were some loyal people around him, their life would be very difficult.

difficult.

That's all, I still have to free my hands to rescue him.

It's really heart-wrenching.

No wonder they didn't talk about their situation.

After all, Zhu Cixiang was in his current situation, and he really couldn't keep his younger brother and sister's secrets even if he faced torture from intruders.

"It's just my fault that I'm useless"

Here in Fengxiang City, Zhu Cixiang blames himself every day.

Outside the city, You Shoulong took his place.

He was short but stocky, wearing a linen robe and tattered and dirty clothes. The people around him in similar attire gathered together with their sleeves on. There were also a large number of homeless and hungry people scattered along the road outside the city.

And among the hungry people, they were talking openly and openly about things that were extremely treasonous to Dashun.

"Then you can basically confirm it. Just rob or deceive. You don't have to think about other things like stealing, threatening, finding a large agent, etc."

"Try to cheat first, if that doesn't work, rob."

The meeting only consisted of a few words and a nod of heads, which meant the discussion was over. Then the people at the event dispersed and entered the crowd of refugees.

Ming Dynasty was not easy.

So Xi'an, which has basically not had much peace of mind over the years, is naturally not in a good place.

The poor harvest and the occupation of land by slaves in the north caused many Dashun people to flee south and as far away as the Ming Dynasty. Those who were more perseverant simply turned to the underworld and went to Guandong.

The remaining half was begging for food in Xi'an.

Half of it is in Fengxiang.

At first, the new generation of gentlemen of the Dashun Dynasty could not bear to see the miserable appearance of these hungry people and wanted to drive them away. However, Li Yan, the current military advisor under Li Zicheng, wrote a letter asking all officials and nobles in the court to donate alms to pray for Li Zicheng, so these people stayed here.

Come down.

Also survived.

But now, Dashun Military Advisor Li Yan was standing on the top of the city, looking at the hungry people who were scattered and huddled in front of Fengxiang City, but everywhere in sight.

He looked like a very orthodox scholar of the Ming Dynasty and could be regarded as a very popular minister, but now he only had a sad look on his face, patting the city wall bricks and gritting his teeth in silence.

"Twenty years."

When he turned around, he could only hold back these three words.

More and more hungry people came to Fengxiang.

There are more hungry people running south, towards Xi'an, and even north, towards the land where slaves were established.

After twenty years of running around, fighting for the army and the great success, all came to nothing.

It was the same as it was during the time of Emperor Chongzhen. The only difference was that in these ten years, countless people died, and the Jiannu were still in the customs. There were savages behind the Jiannu, and the savages were mixed with the Jiannu.

Li Yan couldn't help but feel pain in his heart when he thought about it.

When he turned around and glanced at the residence of the Ming Dynasty Prince Zhu Cixiang in the city, his eyes actually shone a little.

Li Zicheng was seriously ill, and the people's hearts and minds, even though they were united, were scattered as his illness became more serious.

It is normal to choose your next home in advance.

But on the surface, everyone followed Li Zicheng's will, saying that if the emperor Bin Tian, ​​then they would definitely support Li Guo as the leader of the country.

But there are many gifts for the Ming Dynasty Prince.

Therefore, when a group of Ming envoys arrived in the area controlled by Shun State with complete formalities and official documents, they were quickly welcomed by the Dashun court.

Everyone wanted to know why this group of envoys came.

It's a pity that neither the envoy nor the guards around the envoy said anything.

He just sent a letter to Li Zicheng, requesting a piece of land to camp outside Fengxiang City. After settling down, he would come back to discuss matters. It seemed that he was different from the Ming envoys who stayed for a while and then left quickly for fear of being harmed in the den of thieves.

Want to stay permanently?

Anyway, after this group of envoys camped in the countryside quite far away from Fengxiang City, some of them went to Fengxiang City for a walk, bought some things, hung out, ate and drank, and acted as open spies.

Many nobles and officials in Dashun City sent people who looked familiar to find out the news.

"In order to ask the superiors to know, I swore that I would bring His Highness the Crown Prince back, so I became a fifth-rank official. I am here to suffer the consequences for you."

You Shoulong is slightly shorter, and his clothes are a bit bulky, with all his tendons covered. To outsiders, he looks fat and short.

Therefore, it became the best target for obtaining information in the eyes of people sent by Dashun Xungui.

"Then why did he say that he wanted to take the Ming Prince back?"

In the wine shop, three or five dishes of side dishes were placed in front of him. You Shoulong squinted his eyes with a sly look on his face, rubbed his fingers at the two people in front of him and chuckled: "If you want to hear some news in advance, that's it."

"Easy to say, easy to say, brother, you can do something!"

A small bag of silver was put into You Shoulong's sleeve by the person who came to trick him.

"If nothing happens, you can't attract the God of Wealth! Come here with your ears."

After hearing the news, it changed hands many times within half an hour, and it also reached Li Zicheng's ears.

"The envoy specially sent people to deceive me. It is impossible for the Ming Dynasty to promise me the title of king while I am alive."

When Li Zicheng spoke, it was as if the anger in his chest was escaping, and his words had a permeating sound.

He was skinny and weak, his face was green and white, but he did not forget to pat the little table next to him when he was lying down and talking.

Li Yan knelt on the cushion beside the bed, cupped his hands and said, "But it doesn't seem like a lie to let the crown prince of the Ming Dynasty marry and take concubines in my Dashun."

"It's natural. Emperor Chongzhen's sons and daughters, Nalongwu didn't keep any of them!"

Li Zicheng held back his cough and tried his best to speak more smoothly: "I can't let Zhu Cixi see anyone to receive gifts for a while. I want to personally select a woman to marry him! Cough!"

"Then when will your Majesty summon the envoys?"

Li Zicheng covered his mouth, suppressing the strange color on his white face! After a while, he finally stopped coughing and said, "Let's talk tomorrow."

Li Yan kowtowed: "Then I will go down and deliver the message."

"Go ahead."

Li Yan left the door with his usual respectful attitude.

Dashun has expressed his bottom line to Daming.

Wang Jue supported the army to govern himself, and supported Zhu Cixiang to protect himself. Then he accepted the orders of the Ming Dynasty and gradually deepened cooperation and mutual trust.

As long as Li Zicheng was alive, Ming Dynasty would not be able to agree to these conditions.

But the appearance of the envoy this time also meant that Ming Dynasty compromised again, revealing the bottom line of the Longwu court.

Li Yan had a lot of thoughts.

But between him and Li Zicheng and other ministers.

As well as many nobles in the Dashun court, none of them thought that this mission might be fake, not even many old officials of the Ming Dynasty thought about it.

The procedures are complete.

Everything that should be there is there.
Chapter completed!