Li Zicheng stood on the city wall and greeted all the ancestors and ancestors who started Zhu Cixuan from Zhu Yuanzhang, but he was still unsatisfied.

Li Guo also came back with a bitter face: "Your Majesty, these damn Ming troops have put in too many papers, and it is impossible to confiscate them all."

Li Zicheng: “…”

This is indeed the case. Li Zicheng has many pictures under his feet now.

Looking at the sky, there are also a bunch of "cannonballs" coming from time to time. These cannonballs are obviously carefully designed, and most of the paper drifts into the city with the wind.

Many soldiers and civilians in the city who were not sure of this looked up at the sky. Some even thought it was silver notes, so they hurriedly put away a lot of treasures and ran home.

Li Zicheng cursed: "This Zhu Cilang is really a prodigal son. Don't he know that paper is expensive now, such a casual waste and squander? With an heir like him in the Ming Dynasty, he will definitely be over in the future!"

Li Guo nodded repeatedly and expressed his agreement with this.

After Li Zicheng scolded him, his mood finally got a little better and said to Li Jiao: "You continue to let the people below confiscate them strictly. If you find someone hiding, behead them on the spot!"

Of course, Li Zicheng could not allow the spread of such dark history at will.

Even if it is impossible to completely ban it, it must be seen by as few people as possible!

Outside the city, Li Guozhen also curiously asked Zhu Cixuan: "Your Highness, do you think this move can be useful?"

Zhu Cilang smiled and said, "It is definitely useful, but you can't see it before the war begins."

Li Guozhen thought for a while and said with a smile: "Your Highness's move is really a surprise victory. I guess Li Zicheng really can't sleep tonight."

Li Guozhen asked himself, if he and Li Zicheng exchanged positions, Li Guozhen didn't seem to have a good idea.

Dispute? Not to mention whether there is a way for everyone in the city to hear this kind of defense. Even if they hear it, can they believe it?

Zhu Cixuan's behavior was equivalent to pouring a bucket of manure at Li Zicheng in front of everyone.

The worst thing is that even if Zhu Cixuan didn’t throw such a bucket of feces, Li Zicheng actually had it in his crotch!

All are facts.

Zhu Cilang also had a spring breeze on his face. It felt really good to be able to plot against Li Zicheng.

People these days have not realized what a public opinion war is, and they do not know what kind of power this public opinion war can exert.

Like the later generations, Midi could even rely on his control over the Internet to secretly provoke the public's emotions to launch a wave of "XXX Spring" activities, and a bunch of state powers collapsed instantly without any bloodshed.

Compared with Emperor Mi, Zhu Cilang had to admit that he was indeed far inferior to his conspiracy.

But then again, even if we are not as despicable as Emperor Mi, it would be a matter of minutes to make a "ancient man" like Li Zicheng?

Zhu Cixuan also smiled and said, "This Li Zicheng makes him like to fight with this palace? I don't even see what he is, it's really!"

This time, let you directly die in social life, everyone knows about your scandal, what else can you do?

Li Guozhen said: "Then what should we do next?"

Zhu Cixuan spread his hands and laughed: "Next, of course, let this matter ferment slowly! By the way, let the logistics troops be faster, and the red cannons of our palace came too slowly."

Li Guozhen blinked and suddenly smiled, "Maybe before the Red Barbarian Cannon arrives, Li Zicheng will be killed by his own people's mutiny and internal strife because of these leaflets of the prince."

Zhu Cixuan shrugged and said, "If this is the case, it would be great."

The two looked at each other and laughed.

Time passed by minute by minute, and it slowly came to the darkness.

Late at night, Li Zicheng in the city still couldn't fall asleep.

Li Zicheng sat in his "temporary palace" hall, neatly placed a stack of paper in front of him, all of which had the same content printed on it, all of which were "flyers" shot by Zhu Cixuan with cannons.

Looking at the very eye-catching titles on the flyer, Li Zicheng kept rubbing his nose, and the anger in his heart kept rising.

Finally, Li Zicheng couldn't bear it anymore and cursed viciously.

"After all, his prince is still, he is no different from the rap woman on the street!"

Even if I really did it, why should you, Zhu Cilang, shake off such a ugly thing?

Li Zicheng scolded Zhu Cilang for a few minutes, and his saliva was dry, but the depression in his heart not only did not relieve at all, but became more and more serious, even making him breathless.

Women are actually a good way to vent their stress. If they are in normal times, even if they don’t sleep with Queen Xing, Li Zicheng will have other women accompanying them to spend the night.

But today he was in a bad mood, so he didn't let the woman serve him.

Without the pressure relief channel, Li Zicheng became more and more upset the more he thought about it. He simply stood up and wanted to go out for some breath.

When he walked to the palace gate, a soft discussion suddenly came, causing Li Zicheng's heart to move slightly and subconsciously slow down.

So he heard a conversation.

"You said, is the thing on the flyer true?"

"How could I know this?"

"But the things written on it are all very well-known."

"Hey, shut up, your Majesty will hear it later."

"Your Majesty is thinking about things inside. When did you see Your Majesty come out? Let's talk, it's boring in the middle of the night anyway."

"Well... Actually, I think it may be true."

“Why?”

"You think, Queen Xing didn't suddenly yesterday...but the problem is, when I went to see me for a good look two days ago, the queen said that she had a very good appetite these days."

"What does that have to do with a good appetite?"

"When did you see a person with a good appetite suddenly disappear? And since the queen disappeared, all the palace maids and eunuchs around the queen have disappeared. Don't you find it strange?"

"This... Could it be that Your Majesty really killed the Queen because he was cuckolded?"

"Most so."

"Then according to your statement, the other things on the flyer may be true?"

"At least 80% of them, I thought so after talking with a few brothers."

When Li Zicheng heard this, he finally couldn't bear it anymore, so he walked out and said coldly: "What are you two talking about?"

The two guards did not expect Li Zicheng to appear suddenly, and they were shocked and knelt on the ground to beg for mercy.

But Li Zicheng would not give them such a chance? He punched and kicked them directly, and beat the two of them up.

The two guards did not dare to resist at all and begged for mercy. After a moment, they were beaten to blood and lying on the ground dying.

However, Li Zicheng still couldn't relieve his anger. He ordered in a deep voice: "Come on, take these two gossiping guys to me and kill them!"

The two guards were dragged away, leaving two very obvious blood marks on the ground.

Soon, two bloody heads were presented to Li Zicheng.

Li Zicheng kicked the two heads one by one, then turned around and looked at the guards who had already kneeled in front of him, and shouted.

"Who, who else? Let's talk bad about me, these two stupid guys are your role models!"

There was a silence, and everyone's head subconsciously became lower.

After a big scolding, Li Zicheng suddenly felt an unprecedented feeling of fatigue.

If even the most confidant guards around him thought so, what would the lower-level soldiers think about the common people who were not familiar with Li Zicheng at all?

This is obviously an answer that can be obtained without much thought.

Li Zicheng waved his hand and said in a slight silly manner: "Get out."

After saying this, Li Zicheng turned around and walked into the hall without appearing again.

It's dawn.

It's noon.

It's afternoon.

Until the next night, Li Guo finally couldn't help but break into the hall.

Li Zicheng sat in the hall, motionless, looking like an idol.

"Why is Your Majesty so depressed?" Li Guo said to Li Zicheng: "Isn't it just some rumors created by Zhu Cixuan? Could it be that Your Majesty was defeated by a few rumors?"

Li Zicheng looked up at Li Guo, opened his lips and said nothing.

Li Guo; "...even if there are some things that are not rumors, so what? Is there still fewer bad intentions and bad things that Zhu Yuanzhang, the founding ancestor of the Ming Dynasty, did? But who cares now? Your Majesty, if you don't cheer up, then you will be a complete joke in the future. These flyers will be recorded in history books forever to mock Your Majesty, the loser. If Your Majesty chooses to rise up, defeat Zhu Ciyang, destroy the Ming Dynasty, and establish a new dynasty, by that time, which historian dares to write about Your Majesty is not?"

Li Zicheng's body suddenly trembled, and the expression on his face also changed drastically.

Li Guo's words may sound far-fetched, but in fact they make a lot of sense.

This is nothing more than the success of the king and the defeat of the enemy.

Li Zicheng is worthy of being a hero of a generation. He finally cheered up and pushed the case forward.

"Guo'er, you're really right. I almost missed the plan to dominate the world because of such a trivial matter!"

Li Zicheng's eyes were full of energy, so where was there any depressedness?

Only then did Li Guo breathe a sigh of relief and salute to Li Zicheng respectfully: "This is the unyielding Emperor Dashun that I know!"

Li Zicheng put his hands on his hips and laughed out loud.

After a moment, Li Zicheng laughed and said to Li Guo: "Go, call all the generals over. I want to discuss with them how to fight the next battle!"
Chapter completed!