Ming Dynasty: Starting from Liaodong Jiangmen

Chapter 35 Whitewashing the Peace
Before the Great Dynasty, all the forces in the DPRK and China had prepared all possibilities. No matter how Emperor Chongzhen asked, they had a hundred ways to justify their explanations and provide corresponding evidence.

But they didn't expect that Emperor Chongzhen would actually leave the city.

In fact, the person who influenced Emperor Chongzhen's final decision was Wang Cheng'en, the first official of the Supervisor of Ceremonies.

As the general manager from the period of Prince Xin's Palace to the new Chongzhen Dynasty, Emperor Chongzhen's trust in Wang Chengen would not waver in any way.

This cannot be changed by someone slandering or impeaching the government.

Li Shunzu didn't know why Wang Chengen persuaded Chongzhen to leave the city, but he was glad that he said so.

When Chongzhen issued an order to leave the city, some people in the court meeting could not stand.

The ministers also winked at each other wildly, and finally the abbot who spoke at the beginning was pushed out.

Zhou Kui stood up again, with tears and runny nose.

"Your Majesty, don't leave the city easily!"

"Chaos is spreading outside the city. Your Majesty is concerned with the state. If something goes wrong, what will the Ming Dynasty do?"

As soon as the words fell to the ground, the civil and military officials in the court suddenly burst into cries.

Some civil servants even threw themselves to the ground, as if Chongzhen would be killed if he dared to leave the city.

Seeing this, Li Shunzu sneered in his heart.

These people naturally did not dare to let Chongzhen leave the city. No matter how sweetly they packaged the sugar-coated bullets, as long as Chongzhen went out of the city to take a look, it was better than a hundred memorials and a thousand lies from the court ministers.

By then, all the rumors against the Liao army will be self-defeating.

Li Shunzu also knew that this was the only way to break the situation.

"How is it appropriate to cry and make noise in the imperial court?"

A powerful voice penetrated the crowd, and the officials turned around and saw none other than Sun Chengzong, the current emperor's master.

Sun Chengzong looked at the chaos in the court with cold eyes and a cold expression.

"Don't worry, your majesty. The officers and soldiers of the three armies of Liaodong outside the city have already completely repulsed the slave cavalry. There are also five city military and horse departments, Shuntianfu Yamen and other departments in the city to maintain order. If the order is not good, your majesty can punish you!"

"You have received the favor of the emperor and the honor of the country, but your majesty cannot even leave the imperial city. Isn't this a dereliction of duty on the part of our ministers?"

"Everyone, is what I said right?"

After the words fell, all the officials were silent.

Emperor Chongzhen also said the same thing when he saw Sun Chengzong coming, and he became more determined to leave the city.

"There is no need for you to persuade me any more. I have given up my intention and will go out to inspect the city. On the one hand, I will comfort the soldiers of the three armies of Beijing and Liao. On the other hand, I will show the people of the Ming Dynasty in the capital that the emperor of the Ming Dynasty shares weal and woe with them and helps them in the same boat!"

Having said this, the ministers' faces became uglier one by one, but no one could persuade them anymore.

As for the head of state, Zhou Kui, he also got up from the ground and cried for a long time, but there was not a single tear on his face.

At this time, Wang Chengen walked out of Huangji Hall and shouted loudly: "Your Majesty is patrolling the city!"

Yongding Gate, Wengcheng.

Although the slave cavalry were repelled, the Liao army still did not receive the compensation they deserved. Even the increasing number of refugees outside the city were in mourning.

Many women who starved to death fell to the ground still holding their headless and limbless children. On the city walls and in the military camps, the corpses of wounded Liao soldiers were lying strewn across the city walls. Many soldiers did not die in battle with the slave cavalry, but died in battle. The city suffered a painful death.

And this scene was packaged into peace at the great court meeting.

The slave cavalry retreated, leaving behind devastation. The land of the capital of the Ming Dynasty had never suffered such a disaster. The ground was full of charred and mutilated corpses. In addition to the Liao army, there were more people from all over the country.

The war left behind blood, loneliness, destroyed homes, and pain that can never be repaired.

After the war, Yongdingmen Wengcheng lost its former prosperity, replaced by devastation and the lifeless wails of wounded soldiers and refugees.

There were cries and cries, and this was just in the capital. I don’t know how many people died outside the city on the way to the capital, and died in villages all over Jifu. Wherever slaves passed by, blood flowed into rivers.

Outside the city, near Marco Polo Bridge.

Several vultures hovered over thousands of Liao army corpses that had not yet been processed. Several arrowheads were still on the corpses. The broken spears and the swords that were stained dark brown by blood and could not be seen as shiny were still tight. Hold it tightly in their hands.

Suddenly, a high-pitched voice penetrated all the wailing.

"The Emperor of Heaven is patrolling the city!"

"Open the door!"

Then, the inner city gate, which had been closed for several days, was slowly opened.

Emperor Chongzhen walked out of the inner city with an expectant look on his face. However, at the first glance, he stayed on the spot. Behind him, all the ministers covered their mouths and noses with disdain. "Your Majesty, go back."

"roll!"

Emperor Chongzhen pushed Li Fengxiang's hand away, and walked out tremblingly.

What he saw was not the joy mentioned in the memorials, nor the peace whitewashed in memorials and newspapers throughout the Ming Dynasty, but the real suffering of troubled times.

"Son of Heaven."

"The emperor has come to see us."

A Liao soldier who was lying on a stretcher and wailing heard the movement outside the tent, stood up and looked out.

Many refugees also raised their numb eyes and stared fixedly at the Ming Emperor who was wearing nine dragon robes.

It turns out that the emperor is just like them, with two arms and two legs, and a head on his shoulders.

It turned out that the emperor really existed in the capital they were protecting.

"See Your Majesty!"

"Long live Your Majesty!"

Outside the city, the Liao soldiers bowed slowly, and the refugees also knelt down.

These calls were not as neat and loud as those in the court meeting just now, but they were the most beautiful mountain calls Emperor Chongzhen had ever heard since he came to the throne. For a moment, his heart felt like being stabbed by the tip of a knife, and there was a dull pain.

"This is what you told me, the people of the capital are at peace and at ease."

"Is this what you told me, to encircle and annihilate the slave soldiers?"

"But I only saw the soldiers of the three armies of Liaodong outside the city. I just saw tens of millions of dying refugees outside the city!"

"Can anyone tell me what's going on?"

After Emperor Chongzhen finished speaking, he looked around at the ministers behind him.

Looking past, no matter how big the dignitaries are, they remain silent.

"it is good!"

"I'll ask myself!"

Li Fengxiang tried to pull him away, but Emperor Chongzhen broke away violently and even stumbled.

"I am very disappointed in you!"

"You don't have to go back to the Supervisor of Ceremonies from now on, and the capital camp doesn't need an admiral like you!"

Li Fengxiang trembled all over and knelt on the ground with a thud, sobbing.

"His Majesty."

Emperor Chongzhen once again showed his arbitrariness. At this time, no one dared to touch his brow.

"Where's your food and salary?"

"Where are your supplies for healing your injuries?"

"Didn't I already issue the imperial approval?"

Emperor Chongzhen walked to the Yongding Gate, where the wounded soldiers of the Liao army were recuperating. When he saw the wailing in front of him, he didn't see much supplies or stretchers. He suddenly became furious and asked questions repeatedly.

But the Liao soldiers looked at the dignitaries standing behind Chongzhen, whose casual words could destroy their families, and all of them bowed their heads and remained silent.

"Your Majesty, let me speak."

Li Shunzu knew what they were worried about. Ordinary soldiers did not dare to go against the powerful. Ordinary generals also muddle along and did not dare to offend the powerful people of the dynasty. But Li Shunzu did not have so many taboos.

In other words, you have been dragged into the water enough times. No one will let you go. If you offend one person, you will be offended. If you offend everyone, you will be offended. The outcome will not be any different.

"Okay, you say."

"It was Sun Tingxun, the uncle of Yingcheng, who deprived the Liao army of supplies to treat their wounds and deprived the Liao army of food and wages. These rumors in the city against the Liao army were also spread by people with good intentions. Now your majesty has also seen that the people fighting outside the city , only our officers and soldiers of the three armies of Liaodong."

"Where are the Beijing troops?"

Emperor Chongzhen nodded slightly, his sword-like eyes pointed straight at the ministers.

"Sun Tingxun, get out of here!"

(End of this chapter)