Originally, the imperial court was happy for the continuous success in the northwest, but Zhou Zheng, who suddenly rose up, was very eye-catching, which made many people startled and angry.
Many courtiers began to impeach Zhou Zheng, and even some people were in front of the Palace of Qianqing and Chongzhen to'finish the battle.'
It's okay if this'round field' is not played, and Chongzhen is even more angry.
The strange thing is that Chongzhen didn't make an order to denounce Zhou Zheng, and he didn't even summon Zhou Zheng, as if he didn't know these things!
Chongzhen ten years, July 16th, Zhou Mansion
Zhou Qingli and Zhou Zheng, father and son, holding tea cups, sitting in the pavilion, playing and talking under the cool moonlight.
Zhou Qingli took a sip of the herbal tea and said, "I told you before that this Yang Shangshu is not mindful enough to tolerate people. Now it seems that he will be relieved before he leaves Beijing before sending you to prison. "
Zhou Zheng stared at the chessboard and said, "Northwest has almost prepared it. It's really time to take action against me, but this method is not clever. It's okay to bring down ordinary people, but it's not enough to send me to prison."
Zhou Qingli shook his head and said: "Don't underestimate him. Now all kinds of fraud cases are endless. It will be troublesome to just pull one out. Moreover, you have been in the Ministry of War for a long time. If he wants to trap you, it will be easy. ."
Zhou Zheng raised his brows and said, "What Dad said is that I originally wanted to see his performance, but now I can't wait."
Zhou Qingli knew that his second son would always do things first, put down the chess pieces, looked at Zhou Zheng, and said, "Have you thought of a solution?"
Zhou Zheng also put down his chess pieces and smiled, and said, "Father, you probably don't know that Yang Sichang is secretly negotiating with Jianlu to delay time so that he can complete his great cause of suppressing bandits!"
Zhou Qingli's face changed abruptly, her eyes widened.
'Discussing peace with Jianli', if this is leaked out, it will definitely be a huge wave, let alone Yang Sichang, I am afraid that the Emperor Chongzhen will have to be busy cutting, and he will not dare to get half a point!
But soon Zhou Qingli nodded slightly and muttered to herself: "With this handle, it can indeed bring down Yang Sichang easily, but will this affect the ten-sided netting?"
Regardless of what Yang Sichang is, the "Ten-faced Net" is indeed a grand plan. After preparing for such a long time, using a lot of troops and money, it must not be abandoned halfway. The loss will be too great, and the impact on Daming Shrine will be immeasurable.
Zhou Zheng picked up a chess piece and dropped it, saying, "I hesitated because of this. The'ten-faced netting' led by Yang Sichang has already begun. If he suddenly falls, the hundreds of thousands of troops in the northwest and millions of grains and grasses, what should I do? Do? How to get into a melee, maybe more rebellions will be spawned, so that the town will come..."
These were indeed Zhou Zheng's worries. He was even more worried that these uncontrolled forces would undermine his plan.
Zhou Qingli raised her head to look at Zhou Zheng, then pondered for a moment, and said: "Throughout my Ming, there are very few people who can preside over such a battle. Yang Sichang is gone, and Chen Xinjia can't resist it. Can you handle it?"
Zhou Zheng heard the meaning in Zhou Qingli's words, and looked thoughtful.
By now, most of Daming's general stars had fallen. They were either dead, dismissed from office, or still in prison, and there seemed to be few people who could lead soldiers to fight.
Zhou Zheng thought about it carefully and said, "Father, do you want me to go to the northwest?"
Zhou Qingli looked at Zhou Zheng and said, "Chen Xinjia was recommended by Yang Sichang. In the past, at Xuan University, Jizhou, and Yang Sichang discussed this matter, it is impossible for Chen Xinjia to be ignorant. If Yang Sichang falls, Chen Xinjia will definitely not be alone. You are the Minister of War You. , Besides you, who else can carry this banner?"
Zhou Zheng listened to Zhou Qingli's words and fell into deep thought.
The foundation of the Ming Dynasty is still very strong now. Zhang Xianzhong and Li Zicheng will not be able to defeat the Ming Dynasty in a short time. They must be given new opportunities.
'New opportunities...'
Zhou Zheng squinted his eyes, looked up at Zhou Qingli for a long time, and said, "I will see Yang Sichang tomorrow. If he insists on shooting me, I can't be blamed."
The officialdom is like this, the tenderness never exists, the life and death under the shadow of the sword is the most real scene.
Zhou Qingli picked up the chess piece again and said calmly as usual: "If you accept money, you can save it if possible."
Zhou Zheng was startled, looking at Zhou Qingli thoughtfully, and said without thinking: "Okay, I'll think of a way."
Zhou Qingli didn't say more, and continued to settle down.
This topic came to an end, Zhou Zheng accompanied him to play chess, talking about his parents.
Early the next morning, Zhou Zheng came to the Ministry of War and looked at a group of people like avoiding snakes and scorpions. He couldn't help smiling at this familiar and unfamiliar scene, and went straight to Yang Sichang's class room.
Looking at Zhou Zheng's direction, many people's expressions changed slightly, and they reported to Yang Sichang in advance, and some people secretly approached, as if they were afraid that the two would tear their faces and do something out of the ordinary.
Yang Sichang didn't stop him, sitting on the chair, watching Zhou Zheng walk in.
The two have been working together for a long time, and now it's time for a break.
Zhou Zheng looked at Yang Sichang, who was smug and piercing, and smiled softly, and said, "Is it necessary to do this?"
Yang Sichang's thin face was full of determination, and said: "This is my accomplishment, and I will never let anyone destroy it! To blame, blame you for speaking out at the beginning."
Zhou Zheng smiled and said, "There is no room for relaxation? For example, would you make a condition?"
Yang Sichang looked at Zhou Zheng still calmly, without worry, and moved his eyes, but said indifferently: "I am holding you so high now, just waiting for you to fall, instead of wasting time with me, It’s better to think about countermeasures."
Zhou Zheng nodded, looked at Yang Sichang for a while, and said to himself: "It's a pity."
After speaking, Zhou Zheng turned and left.
Yang Sichang looked at Zhou Zheng's back and frowned. There was something wrong with Zhou Zheng's words!
Immediately, he continued to look at his official document with an indifferent expression. He is now in full swing. Zhou Zheng has been suppressed and can't hold his head up. As long as he brews for another three or two days, wait for the dissatisfaction on the side of the Qing Palace to accumulate to a certain level, and then something will happen. , Zhou Zheng is now in prison!
Zhou Zheng turned back to the class room under the spotlight of a group of people, Zhang Heyi and others already knew that they were all nervously waiting at the door.
The three of them glanced at the direction of Yang Sichang's class room, feeling a little relieved, and followed Zhou Zheng into the class room.
Yao Tongshun closed the door behind, and Zhang Heyi in front could not help but asked: "My lord, what does Yang Shangshu say?"
Zhou Zheng sat down on the chair and said with emotion: "This adult is determined to send me to jail..."
Ding Qi suddenly resented and said: "Second brother has no hatred with him in the past, and no grudges in the past. Why do you have to be so ruined and ruin your second brother's future!"
Zhang Heyi's expression was also ugly, Yang Sichang was too ruthless, and regardless of his affection, he directly attacked him and put Zhou Zheng to death.
These people are Zhou Zheng's people, Zhou Zheng is down, and it is absolutely difficult for them to have good fruit!
Yao Tongshun stepped forward, poured tea for Zhou Zheng, and said: "My lord, what shall we do?" (End of this chapter)