In June of the thirteenth year of Chongzhen, Li Zicheng blew up the city wall of Luoyang, led an army of 300,000 troops into Luoyang, and occupied Luoyang, the most important state capital in Henan.

Luoyang garrison commander Liu Zeqing took advantage of the chaos to escape, and Prince Fu's family was captured. Prince Fu knelt down and begged Li Zicheng to spare his life. However, when Li Zicheng asked about the harvest at Prince Fu's Mansion, he cursed Prince Fu and ordered people to strip him naked. Then he went to Prince Fu's Mansion and followed him.

Several deer were cooked together in a large pot and shared with the generals, calling it the 'Fulu Feast'.

At this point, Li Zicheng flooded Kaifeng, attacked Xuzhou, went to Ruyang, and finally captured Luoyang, completing the occupation of most of Henan and becoming the largest bandit in the world.

Li Zicheng's occupation of Luoyang shocked the world. The next day, Sun Chuanting led 10,000 new troops and rushed to the gates of Luoyang City. However, Luoyang City had already been occupied by Li Zicheng. Sun Chuanting's 10,000 people attacked the city guarded by 300,000 people, with no chance of victory.

After several battles, Sun Chuanting was defeated miserably and was chased for more than 30 miles by Liu Zongmin, a general under Li Zicheng. When he encountered Qin reinforcements and Lao Qin Camp, Liu Zongmin was defeated and fled. Sun Chuanting, unable to fight anymore, led his army to retreat to Mianchi.

Awaiting reinforcements.

In the south of Henan, Yang Sichang's troops also received news. At this time, in Yang Sichang's camp, the marching Sima rushed in. When he saw Yang Sichang, he said: "Sir, it's not good."

"Cough cough cough..."

Yang Sichang's face turned pale at this time and he was reading the marching documents. He Renlong was fighting with Yuan Zongdi under Li Zicheng on the front line. However, the advantage was still with him. As long as Luoyang held on, He Renlong was fighting with Yuan Zongdi.

After more than ten days of land consumption, Yuan Zong's defeat was determined. When the time comes, he will go north and Sun Chuanting will go south. If they attack each other, Li Zicheng will be defeated.

Thinking of this, Yang Sichang was still a little excited. Who said that the Ming Dynasty only had a white jade pillar, Lu Xiangsheng, to hold up the purple beam of the sea? Without you, Lu Xiangsheng, I, Yang Sichang, could still hold up the sky of the Ming Dynasty.

But just when Yang Sichang was ambitious, the marching commander ran in. Yang Sichang raised his head, and the wind that opened the tent curtain blew in, causing Yang Sichang to cough violently, and his illness became more and more serious.

"Ahem...what's the matter?"

Yang Sichang looked at the military report in his hand, his face became redder and redder, and his eyes seemed to be bleeding. Finally, Yang Sichang put down the military report, his body trembling slightly: "Liu Zeqing is shameless, Sun Chuanting is harming the country, pff~

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However, as soon as this request came out, someone raised objections. At this time, Dong Mingkun, Yang Sichang's confidant, pointed to Sun Chuanting in Yang Sichang's suicide note and said: "Master Yang finally recommended Sun Chuanting as the commander-in-chief of the Henan battlefield. How should we do it?"

Where?"

Everyone sighed after hearing this, and followed the marching Sima's request, and immediately sent Yang Sichang's suicide note and the Henan military newspaper to the capital at a speed of 800 miles to Emperor Chongzhen.

Yang Sichang looked at the Marching Sima eagerly. The Marching Sima was holding the documents with trembling hands and said: "Sir, Luoyang is gone."

After saying this, Yang Sichang suddenly stiffened, then slowly fell down, stopped breathing, and passed away suddenly.

"What! Cough cough cough... cough cough cough..."

From now on, I can no longer see Your Majesty, share your worries with Your Majesty, or see Your Majesty bring peace to the world and revive the Ming Dynasty. I feel very regretful and shed tears. I bid farewell to Your Majesty here.

As the queen spoke, she brought the soup to Chongzhen and said, "Your Majesty, let's have a bowl of soup and then we'll see."

"Well, tell me what's going on? Cough cough cough..."

What an irony this is, but the queen cannot say that he is the abbot, her biological father. The abbot is like this, and the other adults are no worse than him. It is said that the life of Zhou Yanru, the chief minister of the cabinet, is worse than that of the abbot Zhou.

No less, even the queen heard the father-in-law say more than once that the Zhou Shoufu family is where people live their lives!

All the officials in the Ming Dynasty were arrogant and arrogant, and the emperor was the only one who lived frugally. This was a drop in the bucket for the entire Ming Dynasty. What was the use?

The queen's eyes were full of pity and she whispered: "Your Majesty, this soup is not used by the palace. It is made from tomatoes that I personally grew in the back garden. Take a sip."

After I leave, the affairs of Henan can be handed over to Sun Chuanting. This man is skilled in military affairs and loyal. If the military affairs are entrusted to this man, he will live up to His Majesty's heart. He can be said to be the second Lu Xiangsheng of the Ming Dynasty.

"Cough cough cough..."

In fact, there is a high probability that the imperial court will choose Sun Chuanting to take charge of the Henan battlefield, but Yang Sichang's letter will increase the probability to more than 90%, which is almost a certainty.

But Chongzhen understood the meaning of extreme joy leading to sorrow. As the war in Henan was pending, Chongzhen's heart was always hanging on and he did not dare to slack off.

Marching Sima immediately took the pen and paper. Yang Sichang thought for a while and wrote on the pen and paper:

Your Majesty's greetings

When Chongzhen heard the voice, he knew it was Empress Zhou and said, "Isn't the Empress still asleep at this time?"

Yang Sichang raised his head and looked at the Marching Sima rather weakly. The Marching Sima then said with a worried look on his face: "Sir, are you sick?"

Dong Mingkun's words are very important. Sun Chuanting has been close to Lu Xiangsheng over the years, and they are Yang Sichang's die-hards, so they are very at odds with each other, especially when Yang Sichang and Lu Xiangsheng were engaged in a cold war in Shandong, they all sided with Sun Chuanting.

The opposite of.

Zhou Yanru even reported that the rain in Hebei this year is good, and there may be a small bumper harvest of grain. The harvest will be 10% more than the next year. This news made Chongzhen happy for several days. There has been no good news in the Ming Dynasty in recent years.

Ah, this is the best news that Chongzhen has ever received.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, instantly dyeing the entire military newspaper red. The dazzling red color was particularly eye-catching.

"Your Majesty~"

"My lord, my lord!"

The military doctor looked pale and shook his head at the marching Sima.

Information from Henan was immediately sent to the capital,

Late at night, in the imperial study room, Chongzhen was reading the memorials from various ministries. He felt uneasy. Recently, the capital was very stable. Those arrogant and domineering nobles had also restrained themselves. The civil servants and generals of the court also stopped attacking each other. The whole court seemed to be in a happy mood.

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Seeing that Yang Sichang fell again, the marching commander tried his best to shake Yang Sichang, but Yang Sichang was as soft as a puddle of mud. When he checked his breath, he found that he was lifeless. The marching commander was shocked and quickly called the military doctor. The old military doctor checked his breathing and felt his body.

pulse, and finally let out a long sigh and said: "Master Yang is gone!"

After hearing this, everyone fell silent. The marching Sima sealed Yang Sichang's last words in an envelope with the military newspaper, sealed it with fire paint, then called his confidants, and rushed 800 miles to the capital.

"yes."

After hearing this, the military doctor shook his head and said: "If you want Master Yang to wake up, the only way is to use ginseng soup to kill him. However, ginseng soup can only temporarily stabilize your condition, but it does not save your life. You should understand what I mean.

mean."

Yang Sichang looked at the marching Sima and said. After hearing this, the marching Sima hesitated a little and said: "Sir, there is an urgent report from Luoyang."

Soon the ginseng soup was ready, and the marching Sima gave it to Yang Sichang. This century-old ginseng soup was really effective. After a cup of ginseng soup, Yang Sichang, who was as pale as a dead man, slowly turned rosy, and followed

The redness was frightening, even redder than normal people. Seeing this scene, the old military doctor sighed and felt refreshed!

Finally, Yang Sichang opened his eyes, touched his chest, and found that he was no longer coughing. Yang Sichang was a delicate man, and knew that he would not live long. Then he took a long breath and said: "Sima, bring a pen and paper!"

After being a sinner, I should have died among the fields, but ended up spending the rest of my life in a thatched cottage, passing down my poems and books to my family, and becoming a farmer.

Marching Sima grabbed the military doctor's collar and said: "Do you know what you are talking about? Now the Ming Dynasty is in danger. If something happens to Mr. Yang, do you know what Ming Dynasty will face? I order you to give Mr. Yang immediate treatment.

Medicine, save Mr. Yang!"

However, Your Majesty does not blame his ministers for the sins of his father. He keeps his ministers in their prime time, so that they can express their ambitions and be loyal to the court. He uses his ministers to spread the net from ten sides and make plans in four directions and six corners. However, the court has accumulated many shortcomings and it is difficult to recover.

, rogue bandits have arisen in all directions, and they have been suppressed without stopping, so that now the smoke is billowing, and the world is at war.

The military doctor's face turned pale at this time. He looked at the marching Sima and said, "My lord, it's useless even if you kill me. My lord is sick from overwork and has lived in the south for a long time. The moisture has not melted, hurting the heart and lungs, and he has experienced great sorrow."

Injury, Qi collapse, blood loss, but the oil has run out and the lamp has dried up. Even if the Daluo God is alive, he can't save Mr. Yang."

"It's okay, tell me quickly, what happened?"

At this time, due to Yang Sichang's remaining power and the marching Sima's persistence, the generals could only watch. The most important thing was that they felt that Yang Sichang was dead now. In the entire Henan battlefield, no one except Sun Chuanting could take on this important task.

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The Queen heard this and said: "I know."

"yes."

Therefore, the generals want to object, but it is useless to object now. The generals can only think of their own solutions. Anyway, even if Sun Chuanting becomes the commander-in-chief, it will not be an easy task to control the fragmented Henan battlefield. After all, the military power still belongs to him.

In your hands, you can do a lot more operations.

"Master Yang was thinking about the Ming Dynasty in the end, and he did not hesitate to recommend his enemies. As Master Yang's confidants, how could you not understand the truth behind this? Do you hope to see Master Yang's loyal heart fall into the mortal world?

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"Master Yang, Master..."

When Yang Sichang wrote this, he couldn't stop coughing, the light in his eyes was much less, his hands were shaking, and he murmured: "Lu Xiangsheng, Lu Xiangsheng..."

"Queen, don't you understand? Our family in the palace has a big business. It costs a lot of money for everyone to have a mouthful of snacks. But if we all save one mouthful, the soldiers on the front line can eat one more mouthful. Don't you understand this truth?

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"How could this happen? Is there nothing we can do about it?"

After hearing this, the queen looked at the stubborn Chongzhen and the patches on Chongzhen's inner robe, and her heart was bleeding. In this BJ city, except for you, the emperor, who is so frugal, none of the other civil and military officials have better food than you.

This emperor was so bad that no one knew it. His father, Zhou Guozhang, had twenty dishes every night and could still eat five or six dishes as a snack. But Chongzhen, a dignified emperor, was reluctant to drink a bowl of soup!

They turned a deaf ear to Sun Chuanting's many pleas for help, and even made things difficult. At that time, they had made up their minds to hang out with Yang Sichang, but now that Yang Sichang is dead and Sun Chuanting is in charge, will they still reap the benefits?

Thinking of this, everyone raised questions. Marching Sima looked at what everyone said and sighed: "You are all Lord Yang's confidants. You all know some things well. Lord Yang has grudges with Lu Xiangsheng and Sun Chuanting, but now

The world is in turmoil, is it you, Dong Mingkun, who has the ability to turn the tide, or you generals?"

After hearing this, the marching Sima sighed and said: "My fate, hurry up and make ginseng soup."

Yang Sichang waved his hand and said: "Give me...the military report."

As soon as these words came out, the whole audience was stunned. Marching Sima looked at Yang Sichang's last words and couldn't help but sigh. Lord Yang was also thinking about the Ming Dynasty before he died.

Upon hearing this, the marching Sima immediately handed the military report to Yang Sichang. Yang Sichang opened the military report, which clearly stated the causes and consequences of this battle. The intruders blew up the north wall of Luoyang early in the morning. The commander-in-chief Liu Zeqing could not do anything, so he abandoned the city and fled.
To be continued...