Become the emperor of the Qing Dynasty, Chongzhen!

Chapter 390

Zu Dashou seemed to be awakened by the sound of a cup of tea falling on the table, and tremblingly groped himself twice.

Then he said in a daze, "I'm already dead?"

Zhu Youjian sneered, in front of this person, before such a big situation, he had no need to hide.

No one would believe me if I said it, right?
After the reorganization of Li Zicheng and the Manchu Qing court, there were not many people in the capital who knew Chongzhen.

"Take it as dead. They are all dead. Does Zu Shuai have anything to tell me?"

As soon as this remark came out, Zu Dashou became even more panicked. After kneeling and stepping back again and again, he pointed at Zhu Youjian and quickly put down his finger. After staring hard for a while, he opened his mouth tremblingly and said, "Your Majesty?"

Immediately, his hands couldn't help making gestures according to Zhu Youjian's body shape, which was very different from before: "This, this!?"

Between horror and tears.

Some feared that the old man would become like Tang Tong.

It is said that recently in Shengjing, he has been a little bewildered, eating vegetarian food, chanting Buddha and practicing Taoism.

So Zhu Youjian simply reached out and slapped Zu Dashou on the shoulder to comfort him: "This is a gift from heaven, so there is no need to panic."

Shaking it a few times to make sure that Zu Dashou would not be scared to death on the spot, Zhu Youjian sat back and sighed slightly: "Cleanse Zu Shuai and take care of his appearance."

"Whoo!"

And Zu Dashou did slow down a bit, he looked at the vivid face in front of him.

The changes are too great.

But not much has changed.

Muscles stretched his face slightly, and his voice was stronger than before, but his facial features would not change.

How many nights.

This face has been appearing in various forms in my dreams, or reprimanding, or scolding, or dreaming back to the great victory in Ningyuan, the whole family of the ancestral family was favored by the emperor, and His Majesty the Emperor established the ancestor's fourth generation town in Ningyuan Liao's meritorious deeds archway.

Of course, there are also times when his ancestor Dashou angrily scolded the faint king and all the officials.

Dreaming.

Wang Zhien came over with a hot towel and wiped away the tears on Zu Dashou's face.

Make his consciousness more stable.

"It's a long story. I just wanted to meet you. This must have happened. I have already sent someone to bring your family to the south of the city. From tomorrow, you will be the left governor and prince of the Qing Dynasty. Grand Master, Minister of Political Affairs of Zhenghei Banner, I will transfer you to Zhenghei Banner, and from tomorrow onwards, you will still have to serve me."

People bring them here just to use them.

To fight in the nest of the capital, the first thing to do is to put people in the court.

In other words, he recruited a group of former members of the court to his command.

In the military, the black flags have formed a rivalry with the Eight Banners.

Today needs political.

No mention of old feelings at all, only judging from the situation and current situation.

Zu Dashou was confined at home and could not be reused.

Hong Chengchou outside the door relied on Dorgon to take charge of government affairs within the Manchu Qing Dynasty. When Dorgon lost power, his status was naturally mysterious.

They are all good targets that can be drawn and used to form the government team.

And Zhu Youjian chose the simplest and rude one.

Just like this.

Zu Dashou still felt that he was in the fog.

But after regaining consciousness a little bit, his consciousness became a little more agile. He recovered from the shock and horror, looked at Zhu Youjian in front of him, and then looked at everything around him. surprise.

Facing the official position set by Zhu Youjian's opening, he didn't respond. He just tried to cheer up and concentrate and trembled: "Why? Why? Your Majesty?"

"It's a long story, Wang Zhien, Xuan Hong Chengchou, come in."

Let's talk, Zhu Youjian turned to Zu Dashou and said: "When he comes once, he will explain it clearly, so as not to cause too many troubles. The overall situation is initially determined, and two helpers are needed."

"what?"

Can't react, really can't react.

The confused Zu Dashou looked at the door, Hong Chengchou was being brought over.

Looking over for help, Hong Chengchou, who was visiting the black flag king, was also very surprised.

I thought that when I came in, I would see Zu Dashou angrily scolding the Black Banner King and then being escorted aside, he would reveal the bright things and die generously.

What is the look in the eyes looking forward to a hand.

However, this black flag king is really tall.

He also dressed up as a Han Chinese.

Did you dress up specially to meet the two Hanchens?
such a pity.

One barbarian in the Black Flag King had his hair tied up, but the two Han men had braids on their heads.

After walking two more steps, I saw Zu Dashou's eyes were red, and he couldn't help himself.

Hong Chengchou was even more puzzled.

what happened to this?
Immediately afterwards, he glanced at the black flag king who was sitting upright drinking tea, and just this one glance made Hong Chengchou stretch his neck and widen his eyes.

Is it because he has read a lot of books, or is it because Lian Jie was admitted to the imperial examination and was born as a Jinshi.

Life is full of ups and downs.

It's different from Zu Dashou, a warrior who was only cultivated by a local prominent family.

Hong Chengchou looked at Zhu Youjian who was staring at him, and then at Zu Dashou sitting beside him who was a little lost.

"Chengchou, you have lost a lot of weight. When I heard of your death in the past, I mourned bitterly and wept in Linxuan. You also lost some weight during that time."

Zhu Youjian said indifferently.

"what!!"

A scream resounded through the Generals' Office of the Central Battalion!
Hearing Zhu Youjian's words, Hong Chengchou's body softened, his face was distorted, and after a scream, he collapsed to the ground covering his face, and crawled back again and again!

The most terrifying scene in the dream turned into reality! !
The deep sense of shame made him dare not look at the other people sitting in the hall. He only felt that there were countless eyes staring at him, and his flesh and blood clothes could no longer hide his shame. See through!
All the thoughts in the past, all the despicable thoughts, are contrary to what I have learned in the first half of my life!Thoughts on everything that sticks!

The idea of ​​wanting to live for shameless excuses, and the extremely ridiculous desire to remedy something, and at the same time, the act of being more afraid of death and cowardly, seems to have been nakedly excavated at this moment!

Brightly exposed in front of everyone.

It whipped his soul like a barbed whip.

So much so that he covered his face and the braids on his head with the placket, and curled up on the ground, not daring to look or think.

Seeing this, Zu Dashou affirmed that the person in front of him must be His Majesty Chongzhen.

Immediately kneel down.

"The criminal minister Zu Dashou pays homage to His Majesty!"

Kneeling on one side, Hong Chengchou screamed again on the other side.

Zhu Youjian looked at it, and finally couldn't help feeling a little sad in his heart.

It is said that it is only about the situation and the current situation to discuss politics.

But to these two.

How can Zhu Youjian not have some complicated emotions?

"okay!"

Thinking about the past, I felt sullen, and slapped the table with a low growl: "I called you here! I didn't mean to question you! Get up! Wang Zhien!!"

"Hey! Go, let them not lose their dignity in front of the king."

With a wave of Wang Zhi'en's hand, he commanded a few black guards to step forward to set up Hong Chengchou and straighten Zu Dashou's waist.

Hong Chengchou's flushed and painful face was immediately revealed.

Brought to the small coffee table by the Xianghei guards, he fell to his knees with a plop.

"His Majesty!"

(End of this chapter)