Wang Chengen was a good man. Not only was he physically disabled but strong-willed, he worked hard to reach the position of national leader, and he was also loyal to his superior leader, Emperor Chongzhen. Although he holds great power, he still maintains integrity and is basically an upright official - to be honest, he might as well make more money as usual and ask his family to take advantage of the millions he can use to save his life now!
But Wang Chengen is definitely not a qualified eunuch! Not as good as Wei Zhongxian.
According to Feng Menglong's "Diary of Yandu", Emperor Chongzhen secretly ordered Cao Huachun to bury the remains of Wei Zhongxian in March of the 17th year of Chongzhen. This matter did not exist in Zhu Cixiang's memory, and he did not think that Emperor Chongzhen would miss Wei Zhongxian. If he had such thoughts, he would not hang himself in Meishan. But Zhu Cixi himself missed Wei Zhongxian a little bit... As a great eunuch, he still had to be a bit treacherous!
As honest as Wang Chengen is, he really shouldn't cut off his balls with a knife!
Seeing Wang Chengen's loyal and honest appearance, Zhu Cixiang was so anxious... Please be treacherous for once!
"Wang Banban! The matter is urgent! Emperor Taizu and Emperor Gao have already asked for a dream, why are you still hesitating? The rebellion is coming tomorrow. If we don't have a reliable force by then, how can we rely on to escort us through the encirclement? You are my father. The most trustworthy eunuch is a loyal minister! I am the crown prince and a filial son... Isn’t it our duty as a loyal minister and filial son to prepare to escort the eunuchs to break out?"
While Zhu Cihong was talking, he walked behind the desk, picked up a pen and paper and began to write the prince's decree. As soon as he started writing, Zhu Cixi realized that his calligraphy skills had greatly improved! His hand is quite good in Dong style regular script, and he obviously put a lot of effort into it. However, his literary talent did not improve much. He could not write four or six parallel sentences and fell directly into the vernacular. Just add the words "The emperor reserves his life, the prince orders" at the beginning. After writing it, he also used the Crown Prince's seal.
"Wang Banban, take the order!"
Wang Chengen bowed quickly, took the decree written by Zhu Cixiang with both hands, read it over, and thought to himself: The prince is really responsible! How dare you issue such an order... This is a private deployment of troops! If the emperor had such determination and responsibility, why would the state affairs be like this?
Thinking of this, Wang Chengen crumpled the decree into a ball, stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it and swallowed it.
"Wang Banban, what are you..." Zhu Cixiang's heart almost rose to his throat when he looked at him.
"Master Qiansui, don't worry, this old slave will definitely do what you tell him!" Wang Chengen explained quickly, "But this responsibility will be borne by this old slave! The old slave is in charge of the internal and external military camps and supervises the nine eunuchs. He has his own powers and can be transferred The soldiers went to the inner school for training. After all, Master Chitose is the prince, and although it was out of filial piety, it was ultimately inappropriate."
fine……
Zhu Cixi took a long breath.
In fact, he was not worried about being deposed by Emperor Chongzhen because he mobilized troops privately!
Not to mention that the emperor of Chongzhen could not serve for a few more days. Even if he could continue to serve, he would not want to abolish himself... As long as he could escape, Chongzhen would never have the chance to establish a prince.
Seeing that Wang Chengen was about to turn around and leave, Zhu Cixiang suddenly thought of something and quickly said hello: "Wang Banban, please go slowly."
"Master Qiantose, do you have any other orders?"
"Is Wu Xiang under your control?" Zhu Cixiang asked.
"It can be said that he also has the title of admiral of the capital camp." Wang Chengen said, "The old slave is ordered to command the internal and external military camps. Admiral of the nine gates, he can indeed take charge of it."
"Transfer him to the inner campus as well!" Zhu Cixiang immediately ordered.
"Transferring Wu Xiang to the inner school? Does Master Qiansui want him to protect you and the emperor?"
Zhu Cixiang said: "Wang Banban, besides Wu Xiang, who else in the capital city do you think can organize more than a thousand people who were temporarily summoned into a group, and then use them to protect the father, the queen, and the palace to Tianjin Guard?
Wu Xiang entered the capital in February, and he came with a large family. The road was chaotic, and there were dozens of servants to protect him? The servants of the Wu family have all fought tough battles against the Donglu in Liaodong! "
"So that's it!" Wang Cheng'en suddenly realized that the troops he could muster were all a mob. If they could break through the army and siege the city, they might be able to protect the emperor and escape. But once the army besieges the city, these people are likely to disperse in a hurry, so Wu Xiang's servants must be restrained and suppressed.
After all, Wu Xiang has seen big battles before! He has some military command skills. It would be better for him to lead the troops than Wang Chengen himself to lead the troops, right?
In addition, when Wu Xiang and Wu Sangui and their sons were fighting the Qing soldiers in Liaodong, they often ran away! Being able to escape with his life in the hands of vicious Qing soldiers and still retain some strength shows that he is very experienced in escaping. He is a senior professional in battlefield escape!
Zhu Cixiang added: "And after we leave the city, we have to find ways to win over Wu Sangui! If we can recruit his 40,000 elite soldiers to Tianjin and follow them southward, the southern half of the Yangtze River will be stable."
He only said half of what he said, and the other half was that if Wu Sangui refused to follow and instead defected to the Manchus, holding Wu Sangui's father would be a check to some extent.
Wang Chengen understood what Zhu Cihong meant, and he admired this thousand-year-old man even more.
Although Mr. Qiansui is young, he is thoughtful, courageous, and a filial son... The burden of reviving the Ming Dynasty will probably fall on his shoulders!
"Master Chitose, I understand. I'm going to gather some help right now. Tomorrow morning, I'll personally go to Wu Xiang's house and drag him to the inner school."
Zhu Cixiang nodded, "Okay, I will go to the inner campus to wait for him tomorrow."
Wang Cheng'en felt something was wrong again, and just when he was about to say something, Zhu Cihong spoke first: "Wang Banban, these are extraordinary times, and we can no longer follow the old rules."
"Old slave, I understand."
Wang Chengen then bowed and turned around.
Watching Wang Chengen leave, Zhu Cixiang didn't feel sleepy at all. Instead, he was pacing in the hall and thinking about his future.
The current situation is too critical. Today is March 15th of the 17th year of Chongzhen... If I remember correctly, Li Zicheng's army arrived in Changping on March 16th, and they will approach the city on March 17th!
So he didn't even have time to shed tears over his tragic experience (soul piercing), so he had to devote himself to crisis response.
But having said that, Zhu Cixiang's body is not bad. He has grown very tall at the age of sixteen, and his skin is fair. Judging from the bronze mirror, his facial features are also very handsome, with thick eyebrows, which is a bit powerful.
In addition, Zhu Cixi also felt energetic! I didn't feel tired at all even though I didn't sleep at night. I haven't felt like this in many years!
Moreover, Zhu Cixiang's brain seems to be very developed, his memory is very good, and his thinking is very quick.
Then make good use of this good brain to think about it again and see if there are any urgent matters that need to be dealt with immediately.
After walking for a while, Zhu Cixiang suddenly stopped and shouted: "Huang Dabao, Qiu Zhizhong, who is here?"
"Master Chitose, this slave is Huang Dabao." The chubby eunuch Huang Dabao came in with a yawn.
"Go and get the decree."
"Here."
Huang Dabao responded, turned around and left. Zhu Cixiang added: "Get a thousand copies first!"
"A thousand copies?" Huang Dabao was startled.
"Are there that many?" Zhu Cixiang asked, "If not, you can also collect memorial copies, title copies, or posters. Let's collect a thousand copies first."
"Master Chitose, what do you need so many notebooks for?" Huang Dabao was a little surprised.
"Ill-paid note." Zhu Cixiang replied smoothly.
"Baitiao?" Huang Dabao was confused and looked at Zhu Cihong stupidly.
Zhu Cixiang didn't bother to explain to him, "Don't worry about this, and then bring Imperial Physician Zeng and Secretary Bi Jiucheng to me."
"Master Qiansui, are you feeling unwell?" Huang Dabao asked quickly when he heard that the prince wanted to see the imperial doctor.
"Well," Zhu Cihong said, "I feel a little unwell, so I won't have classes tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."
Huang Dabao looked at Zhu Cixiang's energetic appearance, how could he feel any discomfort? This is obviously to skip class!
The fat eunuch thought to himself: What happened to Mr. Qiantose? Feeling better after a long nap? Can you even pretend to be sick and skip class? Moreover, I just chatted with Duke Wang for half the night. When the Duke left, he was full of energy... Could it be that Master Qiantose really saw Emperor Taizu Gao in his dream? Emperor Taizu Gao gave the Ming Dynasty a way to survive?
