In the end, this time, which was related to the fate of the Ming court, was an urgent court discussion that could be called the Life and Death Cultivation Pass, ending in a tragic and ridiculous manner.

On this day, the wind was roaring, and the thick clouds covered the sky. Chongzhen, who was scattered in the palace, sat alone in the Ganqing Palace until late at night.

It was not until the eunuch came to persuade him that Chongzhen had difficulty getting up from the chair and headed for the bedroom.

The moment he left the palace gate, Chongzhen looked up at the momengxiao, and couldn't help but yelled: "All the ministers mist me, all the ministers mist me! I am not the king of the country who destroyed the country, but all the ministers who destroyed the country. I have pity my foundation for more than 200 years of Ming Dynasty, and now I am going to be destroyed, and now I am going to be destroyed in my hands!"

The night was vast, and Chongzhen's sad cry quickly dissipated with the wind and turned into nothingness in the night sky.

Until the afternoon of the next day, Chongzhen, who had been thinking about it all day but was helpless, finally, driven by his mentality, wrote six words in person: "I have made a plan, and there is another order."

Then he ordered the little eunuch to deliver these six words to the Dashun army outside the city.

After reading the reply from these six words, Li Zicheng couldn't help but laugh to the sky.

"The coward! The man Chongzhen is really coward! This is a furious thing. The dog bites his crotch. He is still posing in the emperor's tune and saying something timid. He is so fucking laughing! Let's just let you go Yangguan Avenue and you will come to your death. Then I, Lao Li, will help you!"

After Li Zicheng laughed, a hint of ruthlessness flashed across his face, and he ordered sternly: "The whole army obeys the order and prepares the siege equipment. Tomorrow tomorrow, I will immediately attack the city from all directions. I will definitely take down the capital in one fell swoop and capture the Chongzhen master alive!"

"Get orders!"

Below came the roar of roar like a tsunami, like spring thunder rolling, resounding over the capital.

Even Chongzhen, who was in the deep palace, could not help but shivered when he heard the thunderous shout.

He subconsciously felt that his life might have counted down from this shout.

Finally this day came, and finally this step...

At this moment, it seems that there is no more fear and panic, and there is more calmness.

Thinking about myself, from being a king of faith to an emperor, I have been struggling and struggling to support it until now, and finally I have to go to the heart of life with this dying Ming Dynasty.

Maybe, this is fate.

Chongzhen suddenly laughed bitterly, his voice was as shrill as an owl, and eventually turned into a person's face covering and crying.

God is unfair!

Why, why did I work so hard, work so hard, and work so hard to save the Ming Dynasty, but ended up like this!

I am not a king who has destroyed the country, but all the ministers who have destroyed the country. Such a damn court official can really kill them!

Chongzhen cried and sighed for a while, and gradually calmed down. He knew that he had to start preparing for the future as soon as possible.

"Go and call Gong Yonggu to me." Chongzhen said in a depressed voice.

"Yes, I obey the order."

Soon, Gong Yonggu, the commander of the Nanma, hurried to the Ganqing Palace.

Gong Yonggu, whose courtesy name was Hongtu, was from Wanping. He became the son-in-law because he married Princess Yong'an. He loved reading, collecting calligraphy and painting, fencing, and making friends with heroes. He was also generous and generous literati, but he had the style of an ancient ranger.

Moreover, Gong Yonggu was handsome and knowledgeable about national affairs and military affairs, and was good at riding and shooting. Therefore, Emperor Chongzhen trusted and valued him very much. Every time he traveled, he always asked him to follow him nearby. This letter was favored until Princess Yong'an died of illness and the son-in-law Gong Yonggu married someone else.

Therefore, when things are urgent, the emperor's first thought was to find his son-in-law Gong Yonggu to come to discuss matters.

In fact, some time ago, after the Minister of the Assistant Li Mingrui proposed to the emperor to move south, the son-in-law Gong Yonggu also made an almost identical suggestion to the emperor.

In the memorial, he said to the emperor: "The capital is now in crisis, and there is no soldiers or food. It is better to move the capital to Nanjing quickly before you can revive it and then recover. And now there is still plenty of time. With my strength, it should be no problem to recruit tens of thousands of people to protect Your Majesty's journey south. Moreover, the capital of the Ming Dynasty was in Nanjing. The southerners have always had a lot of feelings for the Ming Dynasty and are more loyal than the northerners. After Your Majesty moved south, he could take Jiangnan as the foundation, make plans for a long-term plan, and then revival!"

However, after reading the memorial, Emperor Chongzhen was still hesitant and undecided as he had seen Li Mingrui before, and in the end he did not follow his advice to move the capital.

The day before yesterday when the capital was surrounded and about to be destroyed, Emperor Chongzhen hurried over when he saw his son-in-law Gong Yonggu, and he came alone, and couldn't help but feel mixed feelings.

When Gong Yonggu was about to kneel down and salute, he was immediately stopped by Chongzhen.

He said directly with a worried look on his face: "Hongtu, I don't need to say much about the current dangerous situation. I believe you are also very clear. I want to tell you that I am determined to die for the country and have a strong will. You don't have to persuade me anymore. But I don't want my three princes to die in the capital like this meaninglessly. I summon you tonight, just want to ask you, can you recruit people now? Take the prince, King Yong and King Ding away from the capital and take it to Nanjing to ascend the throne?"

Chongzhen's anxious and straightforward words made Gong Yonggu burst into tears.

Gong Yonggu made a pounce, kneeled down to the ground, and replied sadly: "Your Majesty, if the capital has not been surrounded, then there is still a certainty, and now, now..."

"What's wrong now?" Chongzhen asked.

"Your Majesty, now people are separated and only seeking to protect themselves. I am so sorry to say that the ministers in the court are waiting for the day when the city is broken and they will be recruited to the new master. Who can do these profit-loving people to fight for the death of the royal family? I just regret that I am a literati and my tricks are mediocre. I really can't recruit soldiers urgently. Please forgive me for being incompetent. At this urgent moment, I really can't recruit anyone!"

The muscles on the emperor's face were twitching in pain. He was silent for a moment and asked again: "Since you can't recruit soldiers, can you take your servants and escort the prince to the south?"

Gong Yonggu avoided the emperor's inquiring gaze and continued to stumble: "A mere servant, with ordinary martial arts, how can he resist a powerful thief, and how can he break out of the city? Besides, I have always adhered to my duty and never kept too many servants. The number of servants is really limited. Not to mention servants, even I have always been by the emperor. In order to avoid suspicion, I don't even have half a weapon in my hand, so I can't fight against the thieves!"

When Chongzhen heard Gong Yonggu's helplessness but actually replied, his heart was as if he was cut off by a knife, and the king and his ministers were speechless for a moment, and they shed tears in front of each other.

Things have developed here, and then it will be basically the same as the records in "History of Ming Dynasty".

When the matter was urgent, the emperor secretly summoned Yonggu and Xinle Hou Liu Wenbing to protect the trip. He kowtowed and said, "If your relatives do not hide their armor, it will be difficult for you to fight against the thief with empty hands." They all cried to each other.

However, in this historical space changed by Li Xiao, things began to change differently.

Chongzhen suddenly felt that as an emperor, he was like a woman, and shed tears with his subordinates. He was too incompetent and too embarrassing.

Chongzhen suddenly remembered Li Xiao, who started out as a village hunter, but now he is less than one person than ten thousand.

Li Xiao, a civilian, has such a humble background, and can still strive to achieve such results step by step based on his own efforts. How could his generation of emperors not have the least masculinity in the face of the dilemma? Are they secretly crying here?

Anyway, since I am now determined to die, why would I show such a worrying attitude again?

Chongzhen arose in anger and shouted sternly at Gong Yonggu: "Since ancient times, people have done things, how can I and you behave like children here! Needless to say, I have decided on this matter. Tomorrow, I will take advantage of the thieves' attack on the city, and I will lead the remaining soldiers and eunuchs in the palace to guard the palace to death and die in the battle before I will die! I am willing to use this method to cover you up. You will lead all your servants in the palace, bring three princes, and put on makeup and leave the city together!"

Seeing that the emperor had made up his mind, Gong Yonggu's face also showed a resolute look, and he replied loudly: "Your Majesty, let go, my son will do his best to do it, and know how to deal with it."

Chongzhen nodded, and another look of sadness flashed across his face. He said in a deep voice: "Hongtu, as for your funeral at home, I hope you can handle it yourself and don't leave any ties..."

The emperor said this in a vague way, but Gong Yonggu could tell at first.

Two lines of crystal tears instantly burst out from his eyes.

He bowed to the emperor, bowed all over his body to the ground, and replied in a trembling voice: "My body, family, life, and life are all given by the emperor. We should be loyal to the country and live with the country. Your Majesty does not need to say much, I know what to do."

When Gong Yonggu said this, he was already ready in his heart, and the whole family was ready to die in the Ming Dynasty.

In real history, as recorded in "Ming Shilu": "On the 19th day, the capital was trapped. At that time, the princess had died and was not buried. Yonggu tied his children with yellow ropes next to his coffin, saying, "This is the emperor's nephew, you should not devil the thief. "He raised his sword and committed suicide, and burned himself to death in the whole room."

Gong Yonggu of this world also made up his mind and prepared to do the same thing after saying goodbye to the emperor and returning home, so that the whole family would be buried with the Ming Dynasty. This would allow himself to completely abandon distracting thoughts and take the three princes out of the city and escape.

"That's good, that's good." After hearing Gong Yonggu's reply, Chongshi's eyes also burst into tears. He murmured: "Since ancient times, no one has died, but he has left his loyalty as a history. In life, it only takes decades, and dies early and late, which is very different. Tomorrow, when I fight with the thieves to the death, I will not leave any troubles. I will also take good care of all the affairs in the harem, so that they will not fall into the hands of the thieves and be humiliated in vain."

"Your Majesty!..."

Gong Yonggu was on the ground and was crying in a daze.

Chongzhen had tears in his eyes. He walked slowly over, helped him up with his own hands, and comforted him: "Hongtu, don't say anything. You go home first and prepare. After you are ready, you will bring the servants to the palace. I will hand over the three princes to you with my own hands."

Gong Yonggu nodded repeatedly and left with tears. Chongzhen watched his figure disappear outside the palace gate, and two lines of turbid tears suddenly burst out of his eyes.

"Go and call my three masters."

"Sister obeys the order."

The so-called "master" is the name in the palace, which is his three sons - the crown prince, the king of Ding and the king of Yong.

The three sons, Crown Prince Zhu Cilang, Ding Prince Zhu Cijiong, and Yong Prince Zhu Cizhao, all hurried to the Ganqing Palace under the leadership of the palace servants.

Looking at the three children of different heights in front of him, Chongzhen was full of love and sentimentality.

He walked over slowly, touched their faces one by one, patted their shoulders, and asked the palace maid to get the old clothes he had prepared.

After the clothes were delivered, Chongzhen personally changed them, helped them put on their clothes, tied their belts, and put on their hair hats.

"Father..."

Seeing that his father was dressed carefully for his three brothers like a woman, one by one, the prince Zhu Cilang felt sad, and tears kept flashing in his eyes. King Ding Zhu Cijiong and King Yong Zhu Cizhao also sobbed in a low voice.

Chongzhen slowly looked around the three of them with a very loving look, then waved his hand, indicating that they did not need to cry. After the three of them calmed down, he slowly said, "Three children, you are still the prince and prince today, but after the city is broken tomorrow, they will be ordinary people. The father has made arrangements to let the prince-consort Gong Yonggu take you out of the city and go straight to Nanjing. You will escape tomorrow. If you can successfully leave the city, arrive in Nanjing, ascend the throne again, and revive the court, then it is true that the ancestors have spirits and the emperor is protected..."

He paused and continued, "Boy, you don't have to miss me when you go here. I will die for the country, otherwise you will have no face to see your ancestors underground. You don't have to miss your mother, they will all be properly arranged by your father. You just leave with confidence and don't care about anyone..."

When Chongzhen said this, his voice choked and tears surged in his eyes. He forced himself to stop the tears from falling. The three children began to sob in a low voice again, especially Zhu Cizhao, the youngest and just ten years old, cried the most sadly.

Chongzhen wiped his eyes and choked and said, "Children, you must be careful on the way here, and everything will be arranged by Prince Gong. If you meet an official, the old one is called the master and the young one is called the husband. If you meet a commoner, the old one is called the father, the young one is called the brother, the young one is called the brother, the literati call the gentleman, and the soldiers call the superior. Remember, once you leave, you will be ordinary people. Don't show off your status as a prince, so as not to cause trouble and cause trouble. Do you remember?"

"Father, don't worry, the children remember it."

When the prince heard his father repeatedly telling him like a chattering woman, the prince Zhu Cilang sobbed and nodded and replied.

Chongzhen patted his shoulder with love, but his face suddenly changed. He said with a joke: "Yan'er, if you can arrive in Nanjing smoothly, don't forget to avenge your parents in the future! If you revive the Ming Dynasty in the future and kill the giant thief with your parents, even if my soul returns to the ground, I will be able to smile with a smile."

When the three children heard this, they nodded carefully and burst into tears.

Chongzhen's throat surged, tears fell like sludge, and his long-depressed mood finally burst out violently at this time of parting.

He raised his head, his eyes were bloodshot like two red lights, like a seriously injured lion, yelling at the sky: "How unfortunate are you and the other three, born in my imperial family!"

After saying that, he no longer cared about the dignity of the emperor and the face of the emperor. He covered his face and cried like an ordinary citizen with no way out.

At this time, the attendants on both sides were moved by the scene of separation from life and death, and cried bitterly. In the Qing Palace, there was a miserable cloud and mist.
Chapter completed!