Ji Erhalang thought for a while: "Then if you say so, the loyalty of the left and right is just a farmer who is greedy for wealth. This person should be a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death, so why should he be afraid?"
King Zhou turned the small bowl that felt very good in his hand and said casually: "Although Zhang Xianzhong loves money, he is definitely not a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death. Just imagine, a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death
How could a man lead a group of hungry people to rebel and actually succeed?"
Jilharang pondered for a moment: "Maybe we can try to cooperate with him, maybe we can impress him. After all, everyone hopes to get the maximum benefit at the minimum cost. He is also an ordinary person, isn't he?"
King Zhou put down the black porcelain bowl: "You don't understand, he is a Han Chinese. Although he can rebel and become emperor, he can also plunder all the losing vassals, but when facing outsiders, such as you,
He will not sit idly by."
Jierhalang also curiously picked up a small bowl and studied it carefully: "Perhaps this is the integrity that you Han people often talk about? I am looking forward to it. Anyway, I am not the one who leads the troops south. When the time comes, this question will come up
Of course someone will give me the answer."
King Zhou nodded: "You're right, that's really not what we should worry about now. What we should worry about now is how many people are staring at this piece of fat in the capital and are ready to make a move, or have already made a move, and what should we do?
how to respond?"
Ji'erhalang kindly helped him count: "Now we know that there is your friend, King Xiang's son, right, and King Yi. They are both on your side. As far as I know, there are
King Rui, King Hui and King Heng, right?"
"Those guys are still hiding outside the city, but they probably won't be able to bear it any longer. In my opinion, the emperor won't be able to stay quiet for long."
"What do you mean?" Jierhalang came over and said, "The emperor of the Ming Dynasty is going to abandon the capital?"
"What's so good about guarding this wretched place? More and more people will come, but he's a little smarter than I thought."
Now everyone can see that the capital is not stable, so why are they still staying here? Lin Chong pondered this question while secretly packing up his small treasury.
It's not that he hasn't considered moving the capital, but it's just that it has never been suitable to bring it up before. Lin Chong is afraid that those old guys from the Donglin Party will be killed on pillars one by one to warn him, although most of the time they can't really do it.
Hit it.
Now the time is different. Now that everyone has a pair of eyes and can see the current situation in the capital, he will not stop anyone who is willing to volunteer to stay and be cannon fodder. Everyone has his own ambitions, right?
As for the Donglin Party, since he took care of Zhou Tingru’s family, the Donglin Party is now in a state of leaderlessness and anxiety. In this state, it is least likely to cause trouble. Even if it breaks out, they will be shot.
Birds, if you shoot them down, one or two will naturally live in peace.
After Lin Chong made up his mind, he called over Ren Zanhua, Huang Xin, Feng Ying and other veterans and his loyal fans, and discussed with them the matter of moving the capital.
Although he had thought about this matter for a long time, it was the first time for several adults to hear about it, so they had to look at each other and whisper to each other. Lin Chong waited patiently for them to discuss the result, and as a result, they discussed it from dawn to dusk.
, still undecided.
Among the veterans, Ling Yiqu and Feng Ying stood together and supported Lin Chong's move of the capital, while Huang Xin firmly opposed this. The old man was heartbroken and elaborated on the huge difficulties of moving the capital and the various problems it would bring.
Although Ren Zanhua has always been a fan of Lin Chong, he still hesitated to side with Huang Xin on this issue. He also believed that the price to be paid for relocation now was huge.
Lin Chong did not expect that the Donglin Party had not spoken yet, but there were two opposing voices from his own camp.
"My dear friends, I know what you are saying makes sense, and I understand your worries. But you must see clearly that we are facing an important moment of life and death at this moment. Don't think that I am being alarmist. This is not the time for us to weigh the pros and cons.
The question of hesitating whether to leave or not is the question of whether he will be forced to abdicate by the feudal lord if he doesn't stay."
There was a hesitant look on Huang Xin's face, which was really rare on him. Lin Chong persuaded the old man earnestly and couldn't help but think of his good subordinate. If Zhou Ze were here, he wouldn't have to say these words.
Well, that kid's mouth was settled in a moment.
Lin Chong sighed for a while before remembering that he didn't burn a handful of paper money for anyone during the Qingming Festival, and couldn't help but feel guilty. Although Zhou Ze's body had been brought back to his hometown by his family, Lin Chong still gave it to him in the capital.
A tombstone was erected to commemorate him.
Before leaving, I had to go see him and say goodbye to him. Lin Chong thought to himself, he had to take Jonathan with him anyway, and we could talk about this later.
Seeing that Huang Xin was still hesitant, Lin Chong deliberately made a sad expression: "Maybe I, the emperor, have really done a bad job. If you really think that any vassal king is more suitable to sit here and govern the country than me, who can
If we want to bring happiness to the people, then we can stay here and abdicate in favor of those who are worthy."
Ren Zanhua couldn't stand the emperor's appearance: "Oh, Your Majesty, your words really offend me. My loyalty to Your Majesty is absolutely not adulterated. However, the capital move involves a lot of things. Can you,
Can we go back and think about it?"
Huang Xin quickly nodded: "Yes, yes, think about it again when you go back."
Lin Chong waved his hand very magnanimously: "Of course, but I, dear, must think it over as soon as possible, otherwise I will have to start writing the edict to abdicate in favor of a worthy person."
Ren Zanhua and Huang Xin instantly shouldered the burden of the country and the people, and walked very hard with Lin Chong's sad face.
Lin Chong still looked like he was about to cry because he had suffered great grievance, until Ling Yiqu couldn't stand it any longer: "Ahem, Your Majesty, Master Ren and Master Huang have already gone far." They can't see your expression.
Lin Chong showed off his face-changing skills for a second, and immediately recovered from the heavy look on his face. He explained to Ling Yiqu and others in an enlightened manner: "You always have to be more patient when dealing with older people. I believe they are doing it for tomorrow."
I will definitely think it over as soon as I can have a good sleep the night after tomorrow."
There is a saying that no coincidence can make a book, and that is what Lin Chong is talking about now. Life takes special care of him, creating surprises and chance encounters for him everywhere.