When Zhao Hongyu and his party were selecting goods at a stall here in Liulichang, a chamberlain in the imperial city hurried into the emperor's study with a memorial.
The report in the hand of the chamberlain contained a letter asking for help regarding the Jurchen invasion of Liaodong.
During this period, the Ming Dynasty was in a state of turmoil.
However, the people of Ming Dynasty do not yet have a clear understanding of these. They always thought that those Jurchens outside the Pass could not be the opponents of the Ming Empire.
It¡¯s just that they forgot that the Song Dynasty hundreds of years ago was beaten so hard by these Jurchens that they couldn¡¯t hold their heads up.
Although the big bosses in the DPRK clearly see the situation, they don't care about it at all. All their experiences are focused on intrigues and power struggles.
It was precisely because of these things that led to the collapse of the Ming Empire.
"Your Majesty! Your Majesty! Something bad has happened. Governor Yang Fengyi of Liaodong sent people to Beijing for help. The Jurchens launched attacks on towns in Liaodong on the fifth day of February. Now Liaodong has been captured by Jurchens in five military towns"
After the chamberlain walked into the study, he immediately shouted loudly.
Thinking about it, this chamberlain must be a confidant of the Ming Emperor and was extremely favored.
"Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to yell like this.
¡°After all, this is in the palace. If you do something like this, it will cost your head.
In the study room, a young fat man wearing a yellow tuanlong gown was standing behind the desk with a brush writing and drawing on fine rice paper.
He was concentrating on writing as fast as he could, but when his work was about to be completed, he suddenly heard the shouts and content of the waiter, and the color on his face immediately changed.
"Pang Panggu, what did you say? Is there a war in Liaodong?"
Snapped!
The inkstone on the desk fell to the ground and was smashed to pieces. This square inkstone is very expensive, costing at least dozens of taels of silver on the market.
"If it were an ordinary family, the inkstone would be broken and the finger would be broken for a long time.
But the ruler of the Ming Empire, Zhu Shangwu, an emperor who did not exist in history, seemed unaware of this.
The chamberlain trotted to the front of Zhu Shangwu, then knelt on the ground with a bang, lowered his head and continued: "Your Majesty! The Liaodong side is already unstable. Yang Fengyi said that the Jurchens were advancing in large numbers, and there were even three The soldiers and horses came straight to the capital. However, his Liaodong Army was defeated in the battle of Xianhu Ridge and has now retreated to Guaizi City. There are only 30,000 troops left in the army and cannot resist the Jurchens."
"Ah, how good is this?"
While listening to the words of the chamberlain, he reached out and picked up the report in the chamberlain's hand and looked at it quickly. The fat on the body of the fat emperor trembled, and there was a look of fear on his face.
Zhu Shangwu staggered, and the chamberlain quickly supported him. Otherwise, this aloof emperor of the Ming Empire might fall to the ground.
The waiter quietly glanced at the desk and saw that on the fine rice paper, someone had used black ink to outline the scene of a man and a woman doing business.
"Your Majesty, take care of your dragon body."
He did not dare to compliment the emperor's hobby, but he wouldn't say anything.
In the original normal history, the famous emperor Zhu Youxiao during this period was a guy who was extremely obsessed with carpentry. But in this time and space, although there is a different person, this Zhu Shangwu is also a strange existence.
Unlike Zhu Youxiao, who was obsessed with carpentry, Zhu Shangwu, Emperor Zhu Da, was obsessed with erotic paintings.
Whenever he has free time, he will draw some erotic paintings by himself, and then secretly have people compile them into volumes and sell them outside.
And when selling the picture album, he also used a "pen name" called Huaichunzi.
I have to say something here, that is, the descendants of Lao Zhu¡¯s family are really weird.
The further it gets to the later stages, the weirder these Zhu family emperors become.
It¡¯s a pity for such a person. If we put it in modern times, he would definitely be a good H cartoonist in the island country. But after all, he was the emperor of the Ming Empire in the seventeenth century, the master of an empire.
Therefore, it is a bit unreliable to be obsessed with such things.
But it is precisely because he is the emperor, so if he likes such things, who can stop him.
The ministers in the court are fine, but this guy won't listen to them at all. In addition to the flattery of several eunuchs in the palace, the emperor painted a Taoist poem in the Spring Palace.The road is getting farther and farther.
His painting style has not surpassed this era, and basically the characters in the paintings look very abstract in modern times.
And what he is pursuing is to find a new style.
However, innovation is not that easy.
Therefore, basically every day, his energy is focused on this matter.
Although he went to court every day, when he was sitting on the dragon throne, he had not listened to the memorials of the courtiers at all. Even all the memorials and reviews were handled by the eunuchs he trusted.
It is precisely for this reason that he has more time to explore whether he can find a new way of erotic painting.
Today, he is in a good mood. He doesn¡¯t have to go to court during the Chinese New Year to listen to the memorials of courtiers who seem to him to be verbose. So he came to the study and continued his 'big career'.
However, the report from Liaodong suddenly made him lose his good mood.
The eunuchs who reported such a report to the Supervisor of Ceremonies did not dare to make the decision, so they could only have someone send it to His Highness to let him see how to deal with it.
What I have to say is that His Highness Zhu Shangwu was very lucky. Although he also appointed eunuchs during his years as emperor, these eunuchs did not appear like Wei Zhongxian in another time and space.
And the eunuchs who he trusted were also loyal to him, and they reviewed the memorials very diligently for fear of making mistakes. Their existence is nothing more than giving him more time to explore the road to the erotic palace and to resist the criticism of the big shots in the DPRK and China.
It can be said that the history of the Eastern royal family in this time and space deviates a lot from the original normal history.
Emperor Zhu Shangwu often regarded himself as a hermitwell, a hermit who had a higher pursuit of erotic painting skills. In addition, he was very timid, and when he first heard about what happened in Liaodong, he was immediately panicked.
"What to do! What to do! The Jurchens actually broke through the towns in Liaodong. What did Yang Fengyi grow up on? I trust him so much. He also promised that he can stop the Jurchens. How come he is defeated by the Jurchens now? Woolen cloth."
"His Royal Highness Zhu Shangwu can still say something about erotic paintings, but there is nothing he can do about this matter.
"Don't think he is an emperor, in fact he is just a useless snack.
Government affairs are usually handled by the cabinet and the Supervisor of Ceremonies, so he doesn¡¯t know how to deal with these things at all.
Now that the Supervisor of Ceremonies has reported this matter to his side, what do you want him to do?
"Your Majesty! Your Majesty! Now you have to order the Ministry of War to mobilize troops quickly. If what is said in the report is true, then the Jurchens may be coming to the capital in a few days. I heard that the Jurchens are all cavalry, and they are very fast."
Being reminded by the chamberlain, Emperor Zhu Shangwu nodded quickly.
"Hurry! Hurry! Send an order for Sun Lianren, the Minister of War, to enter the palace!"
"Yes, why is this a headache for me? There is also the Secretary of the Ministry of War."
"If it can't even handle this matter, then what does the imperial court do with people like the Ministry of War?"
"Master Sun Lianren will definitely be able to handle this matter. As long as he comes, this trouble will be solved."
As if he was comforting himself, Zhu Shangwu started talking to himself.
"Alas! They are all damn Jurchens. Originally, I was in a very good mood today, and I suddenly realized something in my mind, thinking that I could make a breakthrough in my painting skills, but now I have lost all those thoughts."
The weird Emperor Zhu Shangwu still has the heart to talk about this matter at this time, which shows how weird he is.
The chamberlain resigned here and ran as fast as he could to deliver the order.
When the chamberlain exited the study, Zhu Shangwu was left alone in the entire study.
But now Zhu Shangwu has no intention of staying in the study anymore. No matter who knows what happened in Liaodong, it is impossible for him to continue to do other things, right?
The same is true for our Emperor Zhu Shangwu.
Yang Fengyi, Yang Fengyi, why are you so useless?
"I originally thought that letting you guard Liaodong would deter the Jurchens from taking any rash actions, but why were you defeated by the Jurchens?"
After walking out of the study, Zhu Shangwu stood in the yard, looked at the sky and sighed in his heart.
Does Zhu Shangwu know the truth about the defeat of Liaodong? What he gotThe report cannot be so clear.
After all, how many words can be written in one chapter of a memorial, and the battle situation here in Liaodong cannot be explained clearly in one or two sentences.
"Get up and go to Qinzheng Palace!"
Since the decree has been conveyed to the Minister of War, Zhu Shangwu hurried to the Qinzheng Hall, where he was waiting for the arrival of the Minister -
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Pay money kills people!
"These officers and soldiers in Liaodong, don't they know that if they argue about military pay at this juncture, big trouble will happen!
In the small town of Guaizicheng in Liaodong, Yang Fengyi, the governor of Liaodong, retreated here with his remaining defeated soldiers. In the small town, the streets were filled with wounded soldiers.
Yang Fengyi was walking on the street, looking at the wounded soldiers on the ground, and hearing their wails, it goes without saying that she felt a lot in her heart.
In the Battle of Yehuling, the Jinzhou General Soldier, Liaoyang General Soldier, and several other general soldiers disobeyed orders and took their troops out of the battlefield without permission, resulting in the defeat of the army.
If it weren¡¯t for them, how would I have ended up in this situation?
I have long known that the generals in the military town are extremely arrogant, and now I have seen it.
The Governor-General, who looked very much like Andy Lau, a certain Hong Kong star from another time and space, had a very painful expression on his face when he thought about the defeat.
"What are they thinking in their hearts? Aren't they afraid of being held accountable by the court?" (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novels will be better and updated faster!)