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113. Nine thousand years old and no military power.

Wang Chengen ran in from outside the palace and said anxiously: "The Governor of Wei is here and wants to see His Majesty."

Chongzhen's heart skipped a beat, something happened.

I don't know what happened, and I feel a little panicked.

"Quickly invite Duke Wei into the palace." He quickly straightened his clothes and sat upright.

Wei Zhongxian came out with a group of eunuchs and eunuchs in a murderous manner.

"Nine thousand years old, why do you come to see me?" Chongzhen put on a smile.

Seeing his fearful yet flattering expression, Wei Zhongxian felt much better.

"Your Majesty, Dongchang received a tip that a group of three thousand bandits came from the south of the Yangtze River. They are death row prisoners, bandits, and private salt dealers. They gathered into a gang armed with weapons and wanted to come to the capital."

"What, it's here again?" The young emperor panicked. He had just finished the last time.

Why is there another batch?

Officers and soldiers can also use imperial edicts to order them to return.

What should I do this time? Did I give an imperial edict to the gangsters?

His eyes went dark for a while.

Is Wei Wei here to cause trouble?

He almost blurted out that he wanted to transfer to the capital camp, but luckily he remembered Tushan's instructions before leaving.

Shut up now.

Clench your teeth and remain silent.

Wei Zhongxian stared at him for a while.

Wei Zhongxian smiled. His Majesty was anxious and wanted to transfer the capital camp.

I was afraid of irritating myself, so I quickly held back.

Wei Zhongxian's fierce triangular eyes stared intently at the frightened young emperor.

He got to this position from a rogue, and he has a skill that makes it difficult for others to deceive him. His wolf-like eyes seem to be able to penetrate people's hearts and see through your inner thoughts.

Chongzhen's rank was far from his, so it was difficult to deceive him.

However, Chongzhen was really frightened. He was not acting at all. He was afraid that Wei Yi would think that he was responsible for this.

After watching it for a while, I confirmed that he was not pretending, he was indeed very surprised.

He didn't know about it and he was very scared.

He believed that he had done this to threaten him.

Just like last time, the Ministry of War failed to complete it, and this time it was replaced by gangsters.

The purpose is to intimidate him into handing over power.

In addition to this speculation, His Majesty is also worried that he will think that he is responsible for this matter.

"Your Majesty, the old slave is guilty. Dongchang just received the news this morning. These gangsters have arrived at Tianjin Guard, which frightened Your Majesty. The old slave is old, stupid and incompetent, and has neglected his duties. Please allow your Majesty to allow the old slave to go home.

Retirement.”

With a thud, Chongzhen sat down on the ground with his face turning pale with fright.

"The Governor must not abandon me! I still need the Governor to help me watch over this court. These bandits are so arrogant. Without the Governor, the Ming Dynasty will be over."

The young emperor cried, pulling on the hem of Wei Zhongxian's clothes and begging.

"Who did this? What are you doing here? Mr. Wei, the land of Gyeonggi cannot be messed up."

The young emperor sat on the floor in shock, confused and helpless.

At this point, there was nothing he could do.

What he was afraid of was not Wei Yi, he was afraid of the people behind these gangsters.

He didn't know what they would do when they entered Beijing.

"What does His Majesty think should be done?"

"Mobilize all forces along the way to stop them and not let them enter Beijing."

"Yes, I mean the same thing. Please write a handwriting, and I will mobilize the Beijing camp to capture them."

The little eunuchs behind Wei Zhongxian took out paper and pen, but Chongzhen's hands were trembling so badly that he couldn't write at all.

"My hands are shaking and I can't write." Gu

The little emperor looked at him fawningly.

Wei Zhongxian frowned. It was best to have the emperor's handwriting for troop deployment, but he frightened him.

Look at him like a puddle of mud.

Wei Zongxian felt agitated, and this matter must be dealt with immediately.

He walked directly over and pulled off the bag of jade seals from the emperor's waist, and said with his hands: "This is an emergency, your Majesty, take a good rest and don't panic. I will mobilize the Beijing camp to interrogate all these gangsters, and we will definitely find out the mastermind behind the scenes.

"

Seeing the back of Wei Zhongxian walking away, Chongzhen trembled even more violently. This time he was not scared, but angry.

His hands were clenched into fists, his knuckles turned white, and he wanted to tear him into pieces.

In the British Government Hall, an old man was sitting on the imperial chair in the middle. A group of nobles and generals were discussing among themselves below.

This morning, they received news that 3,000 armed bandits were trying to attack the capital.

The backgrounds of these people are unknown.

They gathered at the British Government House to discuss countermeasures.

Soon, Duke Wei came to the British Duke Zhang Weixian with His Majesty's handwriting, requesting to mobilize 3,000 men each from the Fifth Military Battalion and the Shenji Battalion to go to Tianjin to suppress this group of bandits.

Now everyone and all forces are waiting and watching.

The ones who stand out will die first, everyone understands this truth.

They are all waiting for the situation to become clear.

After more than two hundred years of struggle, the nobles are all slipperier than loaches. Although they support the emperor in their hearts.

However, if he offends Jiu Qiansui, he will be dead first.

Even if one's wealth and honor are shared by the country, one cannot enjoy them anymore.

As for which emperor is sitting on it, what difference does it make? There have been very few emperor changes in recent years.

As long as the Ming Dynasty does not fall, their wealth will remain.

The British Duke and his generals happily accepted the order and sent away the eunuch who announced it.

He turned back and threw the imperial edict on the table.

"The current situation between the Emperor and Duke Wei is very delicate. On the surface, the Emperor is showing weakness, but he has not released any of the power that should not be given to him. This decree is not in the Emperor's handwriting."

"Then what should we do? Should we send troops tomorrow or not?"

"Nine Thousand Years Old is going to inspect the school grounds tomorrow morning and then set off. Should we go?"

A chaotic mess.

The British Duke did not even glance at the imperial edict and said: "I have been feeling unwell for the past two days and should not go out into the wind. You can figure it out on your own."

After that, he went back to the backyard.

The nobles and generals in the room were left staring with big eyes.

Seeing that the British Duke was hiding, some people exchanged greetings and followed him away.

Some were unwilling to give up and wanted to show off to Jiu Qiansui. They felt that it was very inappropriate without His Majesty's handwriting, and they did not dare to send troops.

Some of the remaining people decided to find out what His Majesty had to say.

Wang Chengen came in to report, and many distinguished people handed over signs asking to see His Majesty.

Chongzhen felt like he had a mirror in his mind. Zhang Weixian was almost seventy this year and was very cunning. This must be because he realized that the handwriting of the manuscript was not written by himself. He felt that he was not sure about the matter, so he hid first.

The nobles of the north have always been led by the British Duke. As soon as the British Duke hid, many smart people fled. Don't take a trip into this muddy water.

The rest are ambitious people who want to have a good relationship with Wei Gong, but are afraid of settling the score later, so they come to test their own opinions.

Chongzhen remembered Tushan's instructions before leaving, which was a "hiding" tactic, hiding in the deep palace and not coming out.

Just pretend you don't know about this.

We can only take one step at a time.

A group of dignitaries were waiting for an audience outside the Meridian Gate. They were shivering in the cold wind at noon. This matter was urgent and they didn't even dare to eat lunch.

It was not until dark that Wang Cheng'en came out, cupped his hands and said, "My lords, lords, and uncles, I have kept you waiting for a long time. Your Majesty has been having a fever and fallen into a coma today. He can't say anything and can't see you anymore.

Let’s all go back.”

Everyone was disappointed.

They looked at each other and had to leave.


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