The whole court was in an uproar.

What do you mean by Yu Qian? Do you suspect that the Supreme Emperor will not pay tribute to the dead soldiers?

Immediately, the Censor of Kedao jumped out and accused Yu Qian of deceiving the emperor and committing crimes.

"As a minister of the seven ministers, Yu Qian did not think about how to encourage the emperor to pay tribute to the heroic souls of Tumu. Instead, he bewitched the court more people who pay tribute to the court and judge the gentleman's ambition by the heart of a villain. How could the Supreme Emperor not pay tribute to the heroic souls?"

"The Supreme Emperor is in love with the world and will definitely pay tribute to the soldiers who died. This move by Shangshu is a loss of the demeanor of the seven important ministers of the court."

"Yu Qian is in the crime, please punish him."

The censors of Kedao impeached Yu Qian one after another.

Yu Qian stood in the court class and had no intention of being a sci-tech censor. The old man was used to being impeached and didn't care at all.

As long as the court can choose the sacrificial person.

Wang Zhi, the Minister of Rites, came out to report:

"I am following the proposal. What Yu Shu said is very good. The tribute of the earth and construction should be a great sacrifice. If the emperor is in good health and cannot perform, the person who pays tribute is indispensable. I recommend the Minister of War, the Prince Shaobao Yu Qian, as the person who serves as the tribute for this sacrifice."

The censors of Kedao are ready to move. It seems that impeachment of Yu Qian is not enough, and they also need to impeach Wang Zhi.

Wang Wen, the left censor of the Censorate, came out with a sonorous tone:

"I agree, but the Tumu is not far from Xuanfu and Datong. I recommend the governor of the four towns, Su Cheng, Duke Zhongguo, to be the person who serves as the sacrificial service this time."

The eagerly aroused the slogans of the Kedao were silent. Others could not give their face, but their own boss had to give their face, especially the boss was still a vengeful person. He dared to sweep his face in the court, and when he returned, he dared to sweep his black veil.

The Minister of Rites Hu Yi came out of the ranks and said:

"I have a brief discussion. Yu Qian, the Minister of War, is respected and serves as a sacrificial sacrificial tribute, which is justified."

Zhu Qiyu raised his eyebrows slightly and looked unhappy when he heard this. However, three of the seven ministers expressed their opinions, and two of them recommended the same person. This matter was basically settled.

"Since that's the case, then I will pass on my will and order Mr. Yu to rush to Xuanfu as a sacrificial ritual to accompany the Supreme Emperor and Duke Zhongguo to pay tribute to the soldiers who died in Tumu Fort."

...

Changping Hou Mansion.

When Yang Hong, who was bedridden, heard about the Tumu memorial service, he immediately called his legitimate son Yang Jie and ordered him to write a memorial service on his behalf, and wanted to go to Tumu Fort to accompany him to worship.

In the battle of Tumu Fort, 200,000 heroic souls were sprinkled on the battlefield. Yang Hong was in charge of Xuanfu but could not rescue him. He felt extremely guilty about this, but the battlefield situation was like this, so Yang Hong could not do anything about it.

If you save the Xuanfu is not sure, you will not save the 200,000 troops from Tumu Fort. The 10,000 troops from Xuanfu are not enough to put them between your teeth.

Even though he did not save the Xuan Mansion, Yang Hong's heart was cold after hearing that nearly 100,000 soldiers died.

Yang Jie advised Yang Hong:

"Father, the north is cold and you are in poor health. Let your son go on this memorial service."

Yang Hong waved his hand:

"I don't have much time left. If I don't go this time, I will have no chance in the future."

...

Xuanfu, Zhu Qizhen got off the carriage and looked at the General's Mansion in front of him, with a little contempt in his tone:

"This place is dilapidated, and it is better to have a broken breakfast shop next to the road when I came here just now, and I will not lose the face of the court."

Yuan Bin was beside him and took a peek at Su Cheng. Seeing that he didn't say anything, he said:

"The governments in various places have their own worldliness. Xuanfu is located in a border town in the north, and most of the money is spent on military pay. I'm afraid there is no money to repair the General Office."

Zhu Qizhen snorted coldly:

"I think it's fake if I don't have money, but it's real if I stole my money and put it in my pocket."

As he said that, Zhu Qizhen got off the carriage, climbed the steps, and walked into the General's Mansion.

Because Su Cheng moved to Datong, Bai Yan and Su He took all the servants to Datong, and the Datong Town Guards fired lamp oil and asphalt, which required a lot of people. Most of the people who were willing to go left. Apart from the personal guards, there were only a few servants left in the mansion.

Along the way, Zhu Qizhen saw not only personal guards, but also personal guards, or the leader.

"Why don't there not even a palace maid in this mansion?"

Zhu Qizhen complained to Ha Wen and Yuan Bin.

The admiral Geng Jiuchou and the civil officials who followed him looked a little bad when they heard this, and they blatantly wanted women. Is this the good emperor of the Ming Dynasty who worked hard to govern?

The impression of Zhu Qizhen by a group of civil officials is getting worse and worse.

On the second day, Zhu Qizhen was still lying high, and Su Cheng entered the yard, called Ha Ming, who wanted to go in, and asked:

"In a few days, the court will pay tribute to the heroic souls of the Tumu Fort, and the Supreme Emperor needs to be the chief priest. I hope that the Chief Personnel of the School of Justice, Ha Ming, will say a few words in front of the Supreme Emperor."

Yuan Bin and Ha Ming looked at each other, but Yuan Bin said:

"I'm not hiding it to you, Mr. Ha Ming and I don't say much about the Supreme Emperor. If we ask, I'm afraid we'll be beaten out."

Su Cheng smiled. He didn't know what Zhu Qizhen's temper was. He asked the two to give Zhu Qizhen a blow, but let Zhu Qizhen know that the court had issued an order, and you, the former emperor, must go to pay tribute.

If you are willing or unwilling, you can't change this result.

If you are not decent, then you can't say it, and someone will help you be decent.

"The two of you report to the Supreme Emperor on their own that you will be responsible for the subsequent affairs."

Upon hearing this, the two bowed to Su Cheng and agreed to this matter.

Su Cheng went, and the two of them pressed their heads and discussed for a long time, but still couldn't think of a suitable solution.

At midnight, Zhu Qizhen finally got up from the bed and prepared for breakfast.

Soy milk, fried dough sticks, buns, tofu brain, millet porridge, and pickles were all over the table.

“This little pickle tastes good.”

Zhu Qizhen gnawed the buns and his face was covered in greasy food.

Ha Ming laughed and said:

"No, this is an expansion of the old son-in-law Duwei's mansion. Although I have been thinking about it for a long time and it is a bit dilapidated, the courtyard is elegant and tidy, and it is a good place."

Zhu Qizhen praised Ha Ming with a smile:

"You dog slave, you know a lot. Why, what's wrong with you two staying here today?"

Ha Ming glanced at Yuan Bin.

Yuan Bin glanced at Ha Ming again.

After a while, I still had my teeth on my head:

"Return to Your Majesty, half an hour ago, Duke Zhongguo Su Cheng came. He was originally reporting to His Majesty the Heroes of Tumu Fort, but mentioned that it was the court's will, and asked Your Majesty, you are the main priest who will pay tribute to this memorial."

"Crash"

The bowls and bowls on the table were swept to the ground by Zhu Qizhen. The porridge, pickles, and broken bowls fell everywhere.

"Damn it!"

Zhu Qizhen almost roared and scolded.

"The bastard thing, you dare to force me to pay tribute to the dead. What's wrong with the defeat of Tumu Fort? Who will not die in the war? I want me to pay tribute to these dead people, and dream in the daytime!"

"Bang"

The angry Zhu Qizhen kicked the table over, and watched the table overturn and his feet were facing the sky. Zhu Qizhen became angry again and kicked the table's legs violently.

"Sucheng, he should stop daydreaming, let me pay tribute to the group of mud-legged wastes. They caused me to fall into the hands of the Oirats. After suffering so much, I am already kind to not kill the nine clans."
Chapter completed!