"event?"
Chongzhen's face changed slightly. If it wasn't a big deal, Fang Zhenghua wouldn't be so serious.
During this conversation, an eunuch delivering the order entered the Nuan Pavilion. After bowing, he said: "Your Majesty and your slaves left the capital on September 26, the seventh year of Tianqi, and arrived at Zhongzhong on October 3." Zhou, passed the decree to General Qin,
After receiving the order, General Qin said that he would not write a letter for the sake of confidentiality, and asked the two slaves to reply to the emperor. The army would abandon the baggage and march to Beijing at full speed. During the march, she would send someone to send marching records to Beijing every day.
This slave made the decision without authorization and left his address in a mountain village outside Beijing. Please punish me! "
"Okay, well done!"
This is the happiest thing I have heard in this period of time. Although Li Ruolian is secretly rectifying the Jinyi Guards, the number is relatively small, the combat effectiveness is weak, and the movement is restricted, which is far less powerful than the army.
"Fang family, you two have done a good job in this matter. I will reward you with a hundred taels of silver first. When the work is completed, I will reward you together!"
"I dare not ask for rewards. It is my duty to share the emperor's worries!"
"Just take it for you. During this period, you two will be stationed outside and deliver letters to Dongnuan Pavilion every day!"
Chongzhen was a little happy, but then he asked with some doubts: "Why are you the only one back, where is Fang Wen?"
"Your Majesty, the next thing has to do with Fang Wen."
After the Fang family thanked them, they said: "Your Majesty, these two slaves met many refugees along the way. I heard that there were rebellions in northern Shaanxi, Guanzhong, and Weibei. There were as many as a dozen scattered places.
After the two slaves discussed it, the slave came back to resume his duties, while Fang Wen inquired for information along the way, and agreed to return to Beijing in two days. If nothing unexpected happens, he should enter the palace at this time the day after tomorrow. "
When Chongzhen heard this, he stood up instantly: "Do you know the name of the rebel leader?"
"Going back to your Majesty, I heard about a few of them, Wang Er, Wang Jiayin, Wang Zuogao, etc."
The Fang family's words instantly brought back the dusty memory, and Chongzhen seemed to hear such a record in later generations' materials.
The most famous ones in the late Ming Dynasty were Li Zicheng and Zhang Xianzhong's uprising, but fortunately these two men were subordinates of the Ansai horse thief Gao Yingxiang.
Gao Yingxiang may not be famous, but he is definitely famous if he is called the King of Chuang. He is the first generation of King of Chuang, and Li Zicheng is the second generation of King of Chuang.
"You guys go down and rest first!"
Chongzhen waved his hand and said to Wang Chengen: "My eldest companion, go to the Huangji Palace and tell the ministers that I will not go to court today. I have something to report to the cabinet."
After saying that, he continued to criticize the book. This behavior made Wang Chengen and Fang Zhenghua very confused.
Rebellion is a big deal at any time. If you don't convene the cabinet to discuss how to suppress it, how can you still be in the mood to criticize it?
In fact, Chongzhen was also helpless. The transportation in this era was too backward. Weizhong was two thousand miles away from Beijing. Even if we expedited 600 miles and searched for information, it would take ten days to go back and forth.
Besides, at this time, the six-hundred-mile express station probably wouldn't be of much use.
Therefore, no matter how urgent it is, there is no need to miss this day. It is better to wait for two days to come back and summarize the news.
It was getting brighter the next day, and when the guards were changing their shifts, Li Ruolian led a group of guards out of the palace and went straight to his mansion.
About half an hour later, a dozen men in casual clothes walked out of the back door of the mansion and merged into the crowd after walking out of the alley.
At this moment, the street was already filled with people and shouts of hawkers.
"Your Majesty, where are we going?"
"Let's go. I'm treating you today. Let's fill our stomachs first."
These people are Chongzhen, Fang Zhenghua and other people who secretly left the palace. The only exception is Wang Chengen. His role today is to confuse the eyes of other forces in the palace.
At this moment, in the Huangji Hall, Wang Chengen stood on the nine-story platform with an expressionless face, and below stood six ministers of the nine ministers.
"Zhongguan Wang, Your Majesty..."
"Mr. Huang Ge, is it our family's decision whether His Majesty will come? Just wait and see, he may come at any time."
Huang Liji, the chief minister of the cabinet, had just asked when he was interrupted by Wang Chengen: "Of course, if you adults don't want to wait, then go back, but we would like to remind you that His Majesty has not been in a good temper these past two days."
The ministers who were still a little restless at first calmed down instantly after hearing Wang Chengen's words. They looked at their noses and minds, like an old monk in meditation.
A few days ago, His Majesty even repaired his own father-in-law, and the businessmen and officials involved were severely punished. This matter spread in Kyoto.
If Wang Chengen turns a deaf ear to His Majesty at this moment and offends His Majesty, it will be over.
The courtiers were honest, and Wang Chengen was relieved. All his thoughts were directed to Chongzhen outside the palace.
The main purpose of Chongzhen's leaving the palace this time was to see if there were any refugees in Beijing and to find out the reality.
If it weren't for Fang Zhenghua, Li Ruolian and their confidants, he wouldn't even have left the palace even if he was beaten to death.
Half an hour later, the group arrived at Zhengyang Gate in the outer city, where commerce, handicrafts, and three religions and nine streams gathered.
If you want to see the real situation of the people, this is the place to go.
Today's Chongzhen has traveled from later generations. Compared to the modern metropolis of steel and concrete, the current city of Beijing makes him even more curious.
Although I have some memories of former Chongzhen, seeing it with my own eyes now is shocking.
In ancient times, a city that accommodated millions of people was unbelievable. The wisdom of the ancients was truly remarkable.
Compared with the clean and wide streets in the inner city, the outer city was obviously far behind, and Chongzhen didn't mind.
"Sir, please reward me for eating. The child hasn't eaten for three days!"
Suddenly, a slightly rickety man rushed towards Chongzhen, but was instantly stopped by Fang Zhenghua.
"Fang San, let him come over!"
Listening to Chongzhen's words, Fang Zhenghua glared at the man with sharp eyes, and then moved away, but his eyes were still staring at the man. Li Ruolian on the side was also the same, and his right hand was already on the handle of the knife.
If there was any abnormal movement of this man, the two men could cut him into pieces in the next moment.
"Go buy some steamed buns and steamed buns, and get some hot water!"
Chongzhen said something and walked into an alley with the middle-aged man and children: "Uncle, your accent sounds like you are not a local, right?"
"Sir, I escaped from Shaanxi."
"Fleeing? Why flee?"
"Sir, you don't know that you are in Beijing. There have been famines in northern Shaanxi and Weibei for many years. There has been no rain for a long time, and the vegetation has withered. The imperial court not only did not organize disaster relief or reduce taxes, but also imposed exorbitant taxes and miscellaneous taxes."
"We couldn't get it. The local officials actually found a few typical people and beat them to death in public. They forced us to sell our children and daughters to collect food and pay taxes. We were forced to flee. We thought we would come to the capital to beg for food so we wouldn't starve to death. …”
"wrong!"
"Surround them up!"
Sonorous...
Li Ruolian instantly drew out his long knife and pointed it at the middle-aged man: "Who are you? Let's recruit them from the truth!"
