Become the emperor of the Qing Dynasty, Chongzhen!

Chapter 391
Hong Chengchou felt that he was dead.

Although I don't know how he died.

But it was dead anyway.

So he knelt down in front of the coffee table, weeping and sobbing, and began to tell his life, dictating his own revolving door.

He talked about how he helped his mother grind beans when he was a child, and pulled stone millstones like donkeys with his mother, with bleeding marks on his shoulders, and then went to the streets to sell dried beans.

At that time, his happiest day every day was being able to carry a basket of dried beans and stand at the private school opened by Hong Qiyin, the head of the family.

And when Hong Qiyin realized that he was talented and intelligent, he accepted him as a disciple.

Hong Chengchou felt that he was the luckiest person in the whole world.

Afterwards, he was sponsored by the clan, his studies were getting better day by day, and his family situation gradually improved. When he was 23 years old, he went to the province to take part in the provincial examination.

Unsurprisingly, he had to talk about how he was an official, how he suppressed bandits, how he struggled in the corrupt officialdom of the Ming Dynasty, and how under the pressure of the government and finances, he beat Li Zicheng to only Shibaqi and fled in a hurry.

And how powerless he was, how desperate he was in the face of the extremely corrupt Liaodong.

Unfortunately, Zhu Youjian interrupted him with a slap on the table.

"I know, I don't blame you for being a slave."

This statement came out.

Hong Chengchou was even more sure that he must be dead.

Or just dreaming.

Otherwise, how can I see and hear these.

What happened just now was like a dream.

"You don't have to excuse yourself. Whether it's merit or demerit will be judged by future generations, and you can't escape. The reason why I summoned you today is not to investigate the past."

Coming from a poor family, studying hard for several years, and enjoying the officialdom, how can he not spare his life?
You can't think of him too idealistically.

Perhaps when he saw the envoy of Ming Dynasty in the depths of the Qing court, his performance of "seemingly restless, tearful and about to fall" was not fake.

But with a pure heart, after decades of wind, frost, rain and snow, that bit of blood has long been covered up and backlogged.

"Tomorrow I will also change the flag for you. The official position will remain the same. It is up to you how you do it. It would be best if you pull a team in the court to assist me. If you can't, it doesn't matter."

Hong Chengchou, who has no military power, can't turn the tide.

Zhu Youjian is thinking about their past, but in the subsequent operation, he never intends to impose the emotions of the past on them.

If Hong Chengchou, the Prince Taibao of the Qing Dynasty, Minister of the Ministry of War and Yudu Yushi of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, enters the Inner Court to assist in military affairs, and the Bachelor of the Academy of Secretaries can be attached to Zhenghei Banner, then Zhenghei Banner will be able to be in the Manchu Qing court immediately. The lieutenant general Hanguan was brought under his command.

If not.

Just change someone.

"The guilty minister must die!"

Thinking is all a dream.

It was still this kind of absurd and ridiculous dream that His Majesty Chongzhen was reborn as a savage king, and this savage His Majesty Chongzhen waved his hand and let it go, Hong Chengchou naturally kowtowed and cried bitterly in a daze.

I hurried to find some sense of relief for myself.

Make yourself feel better.

However, Zu Dashou had time to adapt and came up with a good way to confirm the authenticity.

Squeeze your own thigh.

Not a dream.

That was obviously even more terrifying.

How could the black flag king be His Majesty Chongzhen! ?
How did such a stalwart body come from?

What's even more outrageous is that this man captured the Qing emperor and returned to the capital. Instead of expelling all the Jiannu Eight Banners, he wanted to summon them, a group of traitors and sinners, in the middle of the night as the king of the black flag.

Why is this?

God-given body?

Who would dare to believe this! ?

Helpless, Zu Dashou could only look at Hong Chengchou, who was kneeling on the ground and crying like a dream, and reached out.

A sharp pinch.

Hong Chengchou's body shook.

wake up.

My mind has also stabilized a lot.

After he stopped crying, he took the initiative to grab a hot towel from Wang Zhien's hand and touched his face, and wiped the sweat from Bancun's forehead along the way. Hong Chengchou was slightly hoarse, and he said to Zhu Youjian expectantly : "Really His Majesty Chongzhen?"

"Because I thought you died in battle, I gave you nine altars and eight temples to worship, and I cried a few times. Afterwards, I found out that the rewards given to your Hong family by your enslavement were not withdrawn, and the things were not returned, so I just withdrew the offerings. , the ancestral hall that was built for you will be changed to the ancestral hall of Guanyin."

Hearing this, Hong Chengchou burst into tears again, and simply fell back on the ground, muttering: "I'm ashamed to kill you."

In a blink of an eye, he was picked up again by the black guards.

Taking advantage of the situation, he leaned forward and knelt down, and said to Zhu Youjian: "The sinful minister bows to His Majesty for his grace!"

"Aren't you going to cry a few more times?"

"At present, Yan Yan can't do it anymore."

Zhu Youjian saw that his emotions were open and closed, thinking about the past and now, he couldn't help but let go of a smile and said: "You are not a person with a will to die. I don't really believe it when you say that you will die. Let's put it another way."

A trace of pain flashed across Hong Chengchou's face, and then he said with a wry smile: "I don't believe it anymore. After seeing Your Majesty, I am now more afraid of death than ever before. I only like to serve Your Majesty again, so that I will finally have face in this life." When I meet my old mother in the hometown, and see the Han officials of the Ming Dynasty again, I can straighten my back."

"By the way, I still believe this. If you want to attack yourself, it won't stand up."

Seeing Zhu Youjian handing over a cup of tea, Hong Chengchou took it quickly, took a sip eagerly, and said cautiously: "If the criminal is five years younger when he is captured, he will die generously!"

"It's reasonable, but it's useless to say this. I still want to go back to the time when I was enthroned in this appearance."

The two of them accepted the reality, they were no longer in a daze, and finally they could talk properly.

Hong Chengchou has entered the final stage of being bad.

Feeling that there is nothing to hide in front of Zhu Youjian who is like a ghost in front of him, so he opened up everything he said.

At this time, the ghosts are no longer screaming.

In a blink of an eye, there was a sense of glory.

It can be seen that he has read the book thoroughly, and his skin should be thin and thick.

Zhu Youjian could not help but be recalled by the remorse of the two.

I really want to say sorry.

He should be the one who regrets the most.

Letting go of their past is not ignoring the past of Chongzhen.

"Tomorrow you will be the important ministers of the Zhenghei Banner. I want you to integrate all the Han officials in the Qing court into one faction, and I will seize the power of governance one by one."

However, Zu Dashou couldn't get relief from Zhu Youjian's words, his body was trembling slightly, and when he saw Zhu Youjian's words, he immediately knocked his head bang bang.

Hong Chengchou carried it through to the end: "Your Majesty, the Han Eight Banners are more troublesome than the Manchu Eight Banners and the Mongolian Eight Banners. Your Majesty should not expect anything from them."

"I just think that if you can kneel in front of me and cry bitterly, my status as the black flag king can also make them kneel down, but I think it will save trouble just to meet like this."

(End of this chapter)