Chapter 1 Forcing the Palace
The 17th year of Ming Chongzhen, February [-]th.

The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled over the sky of the imperial capital, making it look a bit gloomy.

Zijin City was even more gloomy.

Inside the Qianqing Palace.

"Father, just listen to my son's advice!"

"Ningwuguan cannot be defended, and the officers and soldiers of Xuanfu and Datong towns are also untrustworthy."

"Zhou Zongbing is the few good generals left in our Ming Dynasty, and he is also loyal. Since he died in Ningwu Pass in vain in the end, it is better to let him lead the army back to Beijing."

"At that time, no matter whether the father wants to stand by and wait for help, or move the capital to the south for inspection, there will not be no soldiers to transfer, no generals to use!"

Prince Zhu Cihong, who was only 15 years old, knelt on the ground, looking at Emperor Chongzhen with gray temples, bloodshot eyes, and tired face, begging bitterly.

However, Chongzhen, who had just returned from the court and was full of anger, couldn't listen at all, and said angrily: "Nizi, shut up, it's not your turn to intervene in military affairs..."

"Father, why don't you listen to the persuasion? My son is begging you. Hurry up and transfer Zongbing Zhou back to Beijing, otherwise it will be too late!"

"presumptuous!"

"Go back to the palace, if you dare to say such rebellious words, I will abolish your crown prince..."

After speaking, he kicked it over.

The eunuch Wang Chengen, the supervisor of ceremonies and Bingbi, looked at this scene with a look of impatience. He stepped forward to help Zhu Cihong, and persuaded in a low voice: "Prince, the emperor is getting angry, so stop talking. Listen to the old slave's advice, hurry up!" Let's go back!"

"Son... I'm going to leave!"

Zhu Cihong supported his chest, glanced at Chongzhen, sighed in his heart, and finally turned and left slowly.

This kick made him no longer have any hope for this cheap old man.

He was originally just an ordinary college student in the 21st century.

One year ago, she was inexplicably reborn on the body of the Ming Crown Prince Zhu Cihong.

He has also read a lot of rebirth time travel novels, especially those from the Ming Dynasty.

He is familiar with the history of the late Ming Dynasty.

So even if he knew that Daming was about to perish, after knowing his identity, the excitement was far greater than the fear.

With knowledge and insight into this history, he believes.

Not to mention helping the old Emperor Chongzhen rejuvenate Daming, but it should still be possible to support it for more than ten or twenty years.

Who would have thought that his old man, although as diligent and frugal as in history, was also indecisive, lacking courage to take responsibility, discriminating between loyal and evil, good and evil.

The suggestions I made to him in the past year always failed to make up my mind, and finally fell through.

So much so that now Li Zicheng is still as rampant as in history, and in another month, he will come to the capital to demand his life.

And all day long, he knew how to discuss and argue with those civil servants, and even tried to borrow money and food from them.

It's ridiculous, a waste of time.

Today he didn't give up, and once again suggested that Zhou Yuji, the chief soldier of Daizhou, be transferred back to the capital so that he could stick to the capital and wait for help, but it ended like this again...

Thinking of this, Zhu Cihong held back the anger and resentment for more than a year, and he couldn't suppress it.

He has had enough of this kind of aggrieved and anxious who knows the development of history but is powerless and unable to display it.

Looking at the back of his son leaving, Chongzhen felt a little regretful in his heart, the kick just now was a bit ruthless.

Thinking of what the prince said just now, I was also agitated for a while, looking at the pile of memorials on the desk, I lost my mind to deal with it.

Now, he finally understands that even if he spends all his time dealing with those memorials, he still can't save the precarious situation.

Finally, fortunately, I drove to Kunning Palace.

Ignoring those government affairs, this is the first time since he took the throne.

Kunning Palace.

Seeing His Majesty arriving so early today, Empress Zhou Wan was also overjoyed, but seeing Chongzhen's haggard and pale face felt another pain in her heart.

After hesitating for a moment, he still bit his sweet lips and whispered: "Your Majesty, as the saying goes, if you keep the green hills, you don't have to worry about no firewood. The north has already been corrupted, and the bandit army is powerful. Moving the capital to Nanjing is not a bad idea!"

"Oh, why don't I know?"

"But when Chengzu moved the capital, he hoped that the emperor would guard the gate of the country and the king would die in the country."

"If I move the capital to Nanjing at this time, how is it different from running away?"

"After death, how can I face my ancestors and emperors of the Ming Dynasty?"

Chongzhen sighed a long sigh, and his heart was extremely sad.

In fact, he didn't want to move the capital, but he just couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart.

Seeing that she was about to say more, she waved her hands a little irritably: "Okay, Wan'er, don't worry, there was a military report yesterday, and the bandit army suffered heavy losses in front of Ningwu Pass. I believe that Zhou Yuji will live up to the emperor's grace and guard Ningwu closed.

What's more, even if Ningwuguan was breached, wouldn't there still be tens of thousands of frontier troops in the two towns of Xuanfu in Datong? "

Chongzhen seemed to be comforting her, but at the same time comforting himself, a trace of confidence regained on his face as he spoke.

Obviously, Zhou Yuji's performance rekindled hope in Emperor Chongzhen's heart.

"That being said, Your Majesty, the concubine heard that the bandits still have a way to the south, and they have already made a decision. Why don't you let Lang'er take his younger siblings to Nanjing together!"

Empress Zhou wanted to speak out to offend him, but thinking of her children, she couldn't help but speak again.

Sure enough, when Chongzhen heard the words, he frowned, showing a look of entanglement and hesitation.

The mood that had just recovered a little, turned into a bad mood again. After a long while, he waved his hand irritably: "I haven't reached that point yet, let's talk about it later!"

"Ugh!"

Empress Zhou had no choice but to sigh from the bottom of her heart and didn't say any more.

After getting along for so many years, she couldn't understand Emperor Chongzhen's temper very well.

If the situation was not critical, she would not have said those words just now.

After that, neither of the couple mentioned those bad things again.

It was getting dark and the gate of the palace was closed.

As soon as the husband and wife fell asleep, Wang Chengen rushed in from the outside in panic.

Chongzhen was immediately annoyed and said, "Big Companion, why are you so panicked, what's the matter?"

"Emperor…Emperor, Prince...His Royal Highness..." Wang Chengen knelt on the ground, out of breath.

"What's the matter with the prince?"

Empress Zhou was also anxious when she saw his appearance.

"My lord, my lord, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince led a group of eunuchs and maids armed with weapons and firecrackers, heading towards Kunning Palace, killing many eunuchs along the way..."

"what?"

Chongzhen jumped up abruptly, and rushed out without even having time to put on his coat and shoes.

Empress Zhou also turned pale with fright, she just put on a coat hastily and chased after her.

As soon as the husband and wife arrived outside the bedroom, the door of Kunning Palace was pushed open with a bang.

Zhu Cihong, dressed in armor and holding a sword, rushed in with dozens of court ladies and eunuchs.

Although these court ladies and eunuchs did not have armor, they all had weapons. The eunuchs held knives, and the court ladies held guns.

"Nizi, you are so brave, what do you want to do?"

Chongzhen was shocked and angry when he saw this scene, and the veins on his forehead were bulging.

However, with this violent shout, the majesty of the emperor was clearly evident.

No, the eunuchs and maids were so frightened that they dropped their knives and blunderbuss on the ground, almost kneeling on the ground.

Zhu Cihong was still not afraid, he was completely different from Bai Tian.

He stepped forward with a knife and said sharply: "Royal father, now that the bandits are approaching, the government and the public are shaking, and the royal father has lost all support and is completely unable to control the overall situation!

My son has the courage to ask my father to abdicate immediately and give up the throne to my son, so that my son can regain the hearts of the people, save the crisis, and reorganize the country! "

(End of this chapter)

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