Chapter 177: Commander Qi, Zhang Siwei is bullying me!

Qi Jiguang was filled with rage, wishing he could return to the capital right now to see who exactly was bullying His Majesty. Yes, His Majesty was indeed the Monarch, but he was also his student, and he was very hardworking, showing off in every letter that he had changed his bow and arrows, changed his horse, and improved his martial arts.

His Majesty was still a child. Although he was as clever as a demon, a child was still a child. He hadn't even reached adulthood, yet he had to face so many humiliations.

Hearing about the shocking change in the imperial palace, Qi Jiguang was burning with anxiety.

However, the meaning of His Majesty's letter was very clear: state affairs first, monarch affairs second; public first, private second. The country was in great governance. This made Qi Jiguang's rage even greater.

At this time, His Majesty was still thinking about state affairs!

Everyone scolded the Jiajing Emperor, scolding him for refusing to work properly in his later years, living in seclusion for twenty years, and specializing in burning incense and cultivation. Zhang Juzheng scolded him, Hence Hai Rui scolded him, and the court officials all scolded him. Moreover, the Jiajing Emperor clearly knew that Zhang Juzheng and Hence Hai Rui scolded him to his face, but the Jiajing Emperor just ignored it and only cared about burning incense.

The angle from which Zhang Juzheng scolded him was different from Hence Hai Rui. Zhang Juzheng directly scolded Jiajing for being a weak and cowardly coward. If he was assassinated, he should kill back! Hiding in the Western Garden, what kind of behavior was that?!

Did the Jiajing Emperor have no ambition?

Saying so, neither Zhang Juzheng nor Hence Hai Rui would agree.

Their repeated remonstrances and memorials would all mention the brilliant achievements of the Jiajing New Deal. Even the title of Zhang Juzheng's reorganization of school administration was "Renewing Old Regulations," which fully affirmed the achievements of the first twenty years of Jiajing. They hoped that the Jiajing Emperor could reorganize his drums and awaken the Emperor who had worked hard to govern in those years.

But they all failed.

The reason they all failed was very simple: the old Daoist Jiajing had completely despaired and had no ambition left to speak of.

Tearing apart all beauty and stacking disappointment upon disappointment until finally becoming despair was the most domineering and vicious means to make an Emperor, or to make the world, lose its spirit of enterprise.

Taking ten thousand steps back, if His Majesty suffered such a great grievance and held it in his heart without acting, it would affect Qi Jiguang's own conferring of titles as Marquis and Duke!

Qi Jiguang was not blinded by rage. He clearly knew that there were ten thousand eyes behind him staring at him. As long as he made even the slightest mistake, it would be infinitely deconstructed, finally making him smell terrible and everyone shouting to beat him.

The biggest reason Qi Jiguang refused to be arrogant was that he simply didn't have the conditions for it!

Qi Jiguang and Li Chengliang's situations were completely similar: either become a military warlord or always maintain a vigilant heart in battle.

In early June, Qinglong Fort was completed.

At the same time Qinglong Fort was completed, Li Chengliang received the crane cloak sent by the Emperor and went out of the pass to fight again. His speed of breakthrough was extremely fast, marching 150 li in three days, and stationing troops at Gaotai Mountain, the key place of the entire Liaodong. This place was high in the north and low in the south, and was called Mount Duerbi by the locals.

Duerbi is Mongolian, meaning "in all directions." If one took this place, one could block the Northern Barbarians' pace of invading Liaodong, so it was called the Key of All Liaodong.

The biggest problem with not being able to invade this place before was that if there was no Danning Wei, once this place was built, it would inevitably be attacked from both sides, the grain route would be harassed, and one would be in a dilemma of advancing or retreating. But Danning Wei had already completed its defense deployment, and since this key place had no resistance, Li Chengliang accepted it with no courtesy at all.

Li Chengliang named this place Zhangwu, a place to manifest martial virtue.

Li Chengliang's advance this time did not encounter any resistance, which was so smooth that Li Chengliang couldn't believe it. Later, he thought of a possibility: Subuhai was deliberately gathering the strength of the five major camps of the Khalkha, anyway, the Great Ming army could not stay outside the pass for long. Once they came, they could get some merit and leave.

But a problem arose.

This time, the Earl of Ningyuan came and didn't leave! He didn't leave!

He started building a hard camp in Zhangwu, and this hard camp gradually turned into a military fort.

Tumet Khan looked at the four ten-thousand-household commanders under his tent and said, "There is a confirmed piece of good news: Qi Jiguang is leaving, and the Yongping Wei troops will remain."

"And there is a confirmed piece of bad news."

San Niangzi asked with suspicion, "What is it?"

"Qi Jiguang is leaving, and Li Chengliang is here again, damn it," Tumet Khan said with a painful expression.

"Tumen, you have quite a blessing. Commander Qi and Li Shuai are taking turns serving you!" San Niangzi said with extreme surprise.

"Today it's us, tomorrow it will be you. Our right wing is being so harshly treated by the Great Ming, yet you left wing don't even ask, not even understanding the principle of 'when the lips are gone, the teeth are cold'? You should advance to the northwest and force the Great Ming to withdraw from Danning Wei; that is the right path!" Tumet Khan was furious. Is this a blessing? Is this a blessing? Why don't you, San Niangzi, come and enjoy this blessing?

San Niangzi said with a smile, "Oh my, isn't Altan Khan scolded by you as an abandoned people of Eternal Heaven? We were originally people who surrendered. If we can't fight, we can't fight. Everyone says grassland people are like wild grass—the spring breeze blows and they grow again. If one can survive, who is willing to be wild grass?"

"You don't want to be human, but we in the left wing want to be human."

"Shameless!" Subuhai pointed at San Niangzi and said, "Simply a prostitute! Wagging your tongue here, shaking the morale of the army, you should be beheaded! Someone come!"

Tumet Khan seemed to want to teach San Niangzi a lesson, and San Niangzi's dozens of guards drew the curved swords in their hands. But this was on someone else's territory; what use were these few people?

At this time, Buyan, the eldest son of Tumet Khan who had returned from the capital, had a flushed face and said with extreme anger, "Can you stop arguing! Danning Wei is lost, and Mount Duerbi is also lost. If we keep arguing, Qi Jiguang and Li Chengliang will both kill their way to our door!"

"Today we are discussing whether to fight or make peace! Not arguing endlessly here. Is arguing useful? Can arguing make Qi Jiguang and Li Chengliang leave?"

San Niangzi wore a bewitching smile and looked at Buyan, saying, "Oh my, there is actually a sensible person in the right wing. But you are wrong; it's not whether to fight or make peace, but whether to fight or surrender. Surrender—that is the key."

Buyan didn't understand. He only understood after Li Chengliang punched him in the capital.

San Niangzi tore off all the fig leaves directly and changed the face of 'peace' to 'surrender.' In fact, Altan Khan could also be considered to have surrendered. After all, since the peace and tribute of Longqing, Altan Khan had not had any large-scale conflicts with the Great Ming.

"How could Altan Khan marry such a demonic woman! Relying on having some beauty, selling her flesh everywhere to curry favor with the Great Ming!" Subuhai attacked San Niangzi's lifestyle again. Altan Khan was green all over.

Subuhai absolutely did not believe that San Niangzi didn't have some messy business with the Xuanfu Governor Wu Dui.

San Niangzi shook her head continuously and said, "Oh my, since when does our grassland also need to set up chastity arches? My status is the Loyal and Obedient Lady, and only then am I Altan Khan's consort. Altan Khan doesn't want to lose face, so he pushes me, a woman, to the forefront. What can I do? I can only be at the forefront. Don't blame Altan Khan; blame me?"

"When he snatched me from the Northern Desert, I was only eight! When he pushed me to the forefront, I was only twenty!"

"It's truly strange. The Great Ming values the word 'reputation' the most. When I was in the Great Ming, the Great Ming Emperor, the Grand Secretary, the court officials, and the officials didn't see me as a woman, but as a grassland envoy, the Loyal and Obedient Lady. When I came to the right wing, the right wing calls me a prostitute one after another. No wonder you lose battles. It would be strange if you didn't lose battles. It's just like the Great Ming's civil officials, specializing in picking on those unimportant matters and chattering endlessly."

"You! Sharp-tongued and glib!" Subuhai was directly furious. This San Niangzi's tongue was simply too vicious, directly comparing them, these ten-thousand-household commanders outside the pass, to the Great Ming's civil officials. Was this insulting whom, or insulting everyone together?

"How do you know I have something unclear and ambiguous with Wu Dui?! Did you go eavesdropping? Maybe that Wu Dui is a weakling just like you?" San Niangzi said sarcastically.

"Who are you calling a weakling!" Subuhai was stunned. He had heard that San Niangzi was good at debating, but he never expected her to be this good! One sentence after another, making it impossible for people to talk back!

San Niangzi covered the corner of her mouth and looked at Subuhai with eyes full of suspicion, teasing, "You, I call you a weakling. Look, Li Chengliang occupied Mount Duerbi, the key place. He can enter the grassland at any time and rob the livestock of your five major camps of the Khalkha. What are you doing? Go rob them back!"

"Scolding a woman in this golden tent—if you aren't a weakling, what are you?"

"You! You! You demonic woman! Truly a demonic woman!" Subuhai was already angered to the point of fainting, exclaiming "demonic woman" repeatedly, drawing his curved sword and preparing to take action.

The atmosphere immediately became tense, but San Niangzi was not panicked at all and said, "I am here representing Altan Khan."

"Likewise, I am also the Loyal and Obedient Lady conferred by the Great Ming. Before coming, I also greeted Commander Qi, explaining that I am here to persuade surrender. If you kill me, you will offend both Altan Khan and the Great Ming Dynasty. Hey, for my sake, Altan Khan lost all the glory of the Golden Family and kowtowed to the Great Ming Emperor to get the title of Prince."

"Come on, kill me and see how you end up."

Subuhai gradually calmed down. He couldn't not calm down. He wasn't afraid of Altan Khan; he was afraid of the Great Ming army.

At the end of the Jiajing era and during the Longqing era, Altan Khan began to worship Buddha and didn't fight much. Whether he could still fight, no one knew, but the Great Ming army could really fight.

If Subuhai killed San Niangzi here, the Great Ming would immediately use this as an excuse to continue the attack. By then, they would truly be facing a pincer attack from Altan Khan and the Great Ming army, and there would be no escape.

San Niangzi sneered, looking at Subuhai with a mocking expression. He had no ability to kill the enemy, but his ability to scold women was not small.

Just like the Great Ming's civil officials, they always liked to stare at things below the belt and make up stories. This kind of thing was the most eye-catching, and there was no way to refute it. The more you explain, the darker it gets. Tumet Khan's tent was weak, and that weakness was reasonable. They didn't learn the good things of the Great Ming, but learned a whole bunch of bad habits.

As for personal moral issues, San Niangzi could only say that she danced, so she danced. As for whether anything happened with Wu Dui, San Niangzi could say with a clear conscience that nothing did.

But would anyone believe it? No. Even Altan Khan didn't believe it; everyone just called her a prostitute.

San Niangzi didn't care either. Her main identity was the Loyal and Obedient Lady conferred by the Great Ming, relying on the appeasement faction of the left wing to handle the state affairs of the Jin Kingdom; she was a political figure.

Judging a political figure by what's below the belt was in itself a wrong direction.

Buyan was silent for a long time before saying, "Maybe we should just make peace."

"It's surrender," San Niangzi emphasized again. In these few years, since Altan Khan's tribute, many people on the grassland had scolded San Niangzi, saying she was a surrender faction, a disgrace to the Golden Family, and an abandoned disciple of Eternal Heaven. Now it was Tumet Khan, this suzerain Khan, who was surrendering.

San Niangzi was simply beaming with joy and feeling proud.

"You're just here to watch the fun, right?" Tumet Khan finally saw through San Niangzi's purpose and asked with a frown.

San Niangzi shook her head and said, "That's not it. I'm here to tear down the stage."

"Don't look at me; discuss among yourselves whether to surrender or not, or pretend you don't know? If you refuse to surrender, Qi Jiguang will return to the capital, finish dealing with the matters inside the pass, and take a guess: will he come out of the pass?"

"Qinglong Fort has already been built, and Danning Wei has been taken back. Qi Jiguang still wants to come out of the pass? What is he coming out of the pass for?" A layer of cold sweat suddenly rose on Tumet Khan's back.

Still coming? What is Qi Jiguang coming out of the pass for!

Taking turns serving, right!

San Niangzi spread her hands and said, "I don't know what he is coming out of the pass for, but it's a very simple principle. He trained troops for three years just to fight one battle? What a loss! Commander Qi is now a Count; if he doesn't fight, how can he be promoted?"

Tumet Khan was directly silenced. The Great Ming's desire to attack was exceptionally strong right now! This was unusual. If one had to blame someone, blame Li Chengliang for breaking the Gule Fort, which reminded the Great Ming that the Great Ming could also win outside the pass!

This life simply couldn't go on!

Altan Khan had a grandson; did he, Tumet Khan, not have a grandson?! Who wouldn't know how to play the grandson? Tumet Khan's grandson was named Mang Gusu.

"Let me think." Tumet Khan needed a decent way to surrender, at least to ensure that the Great Ming had no reason to continue coming out of the pass. The pressure given by the two commanders, Qi and Li, was simply too great.

San Niangzi knew that this was an agreement. They needed a step to get down. This was easy to handle; they just needed an accident. Everyone could just act out a round tacitly.

After the others left, San Niangzi said, "The Great Ming needs wool, and we need iron pots, salt, tea, and cloth. This is not a shameful thing. If the grassland were fertile, it would have been planted with crops long ago."

"That the grassland can settle down is a gift from Eternal Heaven."

"Do you truly feel that way?" Tumet Khan looked at San Niangzi with some surprise. He had always thought that San Niangzi was doing this to gain the support of the appeasement faction, or the surrender faction. But here, with no one else around, San Niangzi actually still said this. Did she really think so?

San Niangzi said dejectedly, "In the conflicts between the Great Ming and us, during the Hongwu and Yongle years, the Great Ming was the attacking side. But after the Xuanzong years, the Great Ming became the defensive side. The Great Ming's trend of valuing literature and suppressing martial arts was prevalent. In fact, it could have been solved peacefully. We have been fighting for more than two hundred years; we are tired. The Central Plains are tired, and the grassland is also tired."

"Reconciliation might be a good approach."

If the Great Ming's capital were in the south, under the massive and specialized calculations of the Great Ming, I'm afraid that before the Zhengtong years, the Great Ming's scholar-officials would have already calculated the north out of the picture.

The north is a burden. This is a result obtained from precise calculations since the end of the Northern Song Dynasty and the establishment of the Southern Song Dynasty. The north is so poor that taking it back is also a money-losing business. In the two hundred years of the Great Ming, the Great Ming successively calculated away Jiaozhi, the Nurgan Regional Military Commission, and during the Tianshun years, Mandulu forcibly occupied the Hetao and Danning Wei. In the northwest, the seven guards outside the Jiayu Pass were lost. The Great Ming has been comprehensively shrinking, calculating, soothing distant people, and not using weapons.

Peace is beneficial to both sides.

"A woman's view. Don't you see? Qi Jiguang occupied Danning Wei, and Li Chengliang captured Mount Duerbi. Indeed, the Great Ming's literati are always peddling that set of 'soothing distant people,' but once the Great Ming is powerful, it will inevitably go north. I don't believe there will be a day of reconciliation." Tumet Khan sneered at San Niangzi's point of view. He didn't believe the Great Ming lacked aggressiveness; on the contrary, the current Great Ming was full of aggressiveness.

The Great Ming Emperor wished he could write "expanding territory" on his forehead to remind himself every day.

San Niangzi highly approved of Tumet Khan's statement. She was originally a woman. She leaned back in her chair and said, "Wang Chonggu said we haven't fought enough. Indeed, fighting more is also good. This contradiction is stimulated. Without a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, there is no possibility of reconciliation."

"Let's fight if we must. I am indeed a woman with a woman's view, without so much desire to win. Are the children of our grassland all raised on the northwest wind? They also need to eat. If they could wear shoes and read books—things I wouldn't even dare to think about—if we could reconcile, who would want to fight and kill?"

San Niangzi stood up, left Quanning Wei with dozens of riders. Since they couldn't talk it through, she wouldn't continue. There was nothing to say. They still had to fight. It wouldn't be too late for her to come over after fighting a few more rounds. The cavalry passed through the Mount Greater Khingan pass and returned to the left wing.

At this time, Li Chengliang was not in Zhangwu, which he had just captured, but had arrived at Danning Wei. He wanted to see Qi Jiguang off.

In mid-June, Qi Jiguang was ready to return with the army, four months ahead of schedule. The reason for returning with the army was very simple: His Majesty had been wronged, and Qi Jiguang wanted to return to support His Majesty. Those damned clan factions, relying on the military troops in the northwest, acted recklessly. Did they really think there was no one in the world who could move them!

This was not to say that Qi Jiguang hadn't finished his work, but that the work was finished.

The seven camp forts outside Danning Wei had been completely built properly, and the 30,000 troops of Yongping Wei had been able to successfully take over. All the official roads and post roads had been repaired, and the Great Ming had relocated 150,000 people into the vicinity of Danning Wei, even starting to reclaim wasteland.

Returning with the army in October was the time Qi Jiguang had set before, considering various factors such as the war not going smoothly. The confrontation at Qinglong Fort was much smoother than he had imagined, and the construction of the seven camp forts was much faster than he had thought, so returning to the capital ahead of schedule was just right.

This kind of advance was very common. For example, the five-masted ocean-crossing ship was expected to be finished at the end of June this year. At the end of May, Yu Dayou had already brought this ship, which had completed its sea trials, to Tianjin Wei, and several more ocean-crossing ships were under construction.

"Returning to the capital this time, I don't know when I will be able to go out of the pass again." Qi Jiguang checked everything and prepared to set off. Looking at the direction of Qinglong Fort, he sighed heavily. He was very worried about whether he would be able to go out of the pass to fight again.

"Next year," Li Chengliang said with full confidence.

Qi Jiguang frowned and said, "Li Shuai is so confident?"

Li Chengliang said with full confidence, "I returned to the capital last year and brought a box of soil. My goodness, it made His Majesty so happy. If it weren't for the Great Ming's lack of financial resources at the moment, he would have wanted to immediately send 500,000 troops to attack. Wan Shihe's eyes turned green, just like a wolf cub."

"His Majesty understands soil; he really understands. The Baoqi Office wasn't built for fun or just for show. His Majesty even knows how to do dirty work like composting, and he does it quite well."

Li Chengliang used exaggerated language and actions to describe the shocked mood he had at the time. He started by saying this soil was more precious than gold and silver, and was thinking about how to explain it, but His Majesty even popularized the Great Ming's strata and soil structure for him, and he had a considerable understanding of the fertility of black soil.

Land suitable for large-scale farming—what else was there to say? Even the Minister of Rites, Wan Shihe, turned green with envy.

Qi Jiguang's eyes lit up, and he had no worries about his future at all.

What can awaken the Great Ming's expansion and aggressiveness is land, especially arable land. Qi Jiguang is a military general; he looks at maps every day. In fact, the Great Ming has already taken all the arable land it can see into its hands. When the Hetao has no large-scale water conservancy projects, it is more suitable for grazing than farming.

Therefore, the court's precise calculation also has a certain truth. The Hetao is indeed a negative asset, requiring a large amount of investment, especially in water conservancy. That all requires large investment. Who let the Great Ming be poor? Among the dynasties, the Great Ming is the poorest.

The annual precipitation in Liaodong, influenced by sea winds, is absolutely higher than one foot two inches. Added to the open plains, fertile land, and a frost-free period of over a hundred days, these conditions combined are completely enough.

"Does the court still have money? The three main halls were all burned down. Repairing the main halls requires quite a lot of silver." Liang Menglong was still somewhat worried. As a scholar, Liang Menglong was very aware of the various means by which scholars opposed expanding territory.

"Yes," Qi Jiguang said with great conviction. "I participated in several court discussions in the capital. The Ministry of Revenue now has 7 million taels of silver. My goodness, it's terrifying!"

"And this doesn't count the arrears pursued by His Majesty's Tax Inspection Bureau. This time, Commander Yu returned from the Southern Yamen and safely brought back 2.34 million taels of silver from tax inspections and 200,000 catties of grain transport to the Northern Yamen."

"My goodness! Is the court so rich now?" Liang Menglong looked at Li Chengliang blankly. Li Chengliang also participated in a court discussion in the capital before returning to the capital. At the court discussion, he heard this news and was directly shocked!

The Great Ming Dynasty, which had been poor for so long, when had it ever been so wealthy? This was still the remaining silver from last year, that is, the balance after last year's budget.

It's just the three main halls. With money, flipping the entire imperial palace is not a problem.

Li Chengliang said with extreme anger, "His Majesty's house was burned by someone, and he was afraid of affecting the war at the front line, so he said everything was fine. Everything is fine? Fine my foot! After Commander Qi returns to the capital, this matter—if His Majesty wants to let it go, Commander Qi absolutely cannot let it go! Fight! Who is afraid of whom! I, old Li, have read few books. If I don't kill people when I fight, what else am I fighting for!"

"Kill, kill them until the blood flows like a river!"

"A bunch of cowards, really driving His Majesty to the Western Garden, living in seclusion, and then they start chattering again: 'Oh, Your Majesty, you must be diligent in government, you must work hard to govern.'"

"What kind of thing is that!"

Li Chengliang came to Danning Wei not only to see him off but also to express his stance. He didn't express his stance with his mouth, but with action. He occupied Zhangwu under Mount Duerbi, built a city, and threatened the Tumet tribes, just to make Danning Wei as solid as a rock in the hands of the Yongping Regional Commander Wang Rulong.

In this way, when Qi Jiguang returns to the capital, Danning Wei will not have any reversals, and His Majesty can act as he pleases.

Li Chengliang thought so, did so, and specifically explained his attitude: firmly support His Majesty's cleanup of the northwest clan factions. After the prestige and punishment are used to deter, Li Chengliang can live in peace in the northeast for more than ten years. Even if the military generals under him jump around, with the northwest as a warning, who would dare to incite Li Chengliang to hold troops and respect himself, raising tigers to cause trouble, or relaxing defenses to favor the enemy?

Qi Jiguang nodded and led the capital battalion to return to the capital. The vanguard Li Rusong led the army to open the way.

At this time, the little Emperor also returned to the capital. The short eastern tour only lasted fifteen days, and the Emperor stayed in Tianjin Wei for ten days after leaving the Great Ming capital. No trouble occurred at all.

The capital battalion was indeed not in the capital, but it only took more than ten days for the capital battalion to return to the capital.

Zhu Yijun stood on the empty foundation, welcoming the General Who Conquers the Barbarians back to the court. This ceremony was solemn and solemn. Except for the fact that there was no hall in the Huangji Hall, everything else conformed to the etiquette of the Heavenly Dynasty.

As soon as Qi Jiguang entered the Noon Gate, he looked at the bare central axis and saw His Majesty sitting on the foundation. In the middle of summer, Qi Jiguang exuded a stern chill, and led a group of military generals to the imperial presence.

"Your Majesty, your subject has returned. Wearing armor is inconvenient, so I can only meet you with military etiquette." Qi Jiguang had not yet removed his armor, and led a group of generals wearing iron armor to the hall.

Zhu Yijun had long adjusted his expression, and said with a bit of fear and sorrow, "Commander Qi! Commander Qi is not in the capital, and they are bullying me!"

"Commander Qi, look, look. If it weren't for Feng Dabao receiving the news in advance and coming to save the carriage when the fire started, Commander Qi would be afraid of not being able to see me. I have been diligent since I ascended the throne, working hard and conscientiously, fearing that I would fail the trust of the late Emperor and the ancestral orders. Is it just because I don't do my proper work and have a few small hobbies?"

"They, they actually set fire to my imperial palace!"

"I investigated for a long time and only found Gao Gong. They want me to unjustly kill Gao Gong to settle the matter. But I heard from the Sir that 'seeking glory leads to humiliation' is a sign of a dying country."

"The Great Court Meeting should be in the Huangji Hall, meeting foreign officials should be in the Huangji Hall, and welcoming the triumphant soldiers should also be in the Huangji Hall. In the bare Huangji Hall, that Li Yashi actually dared to mock me. But what he said was the truth, and I couldn't refute it."

"I was a little scared, so I went to Tianjin Wei to hide for fifteen days, because Commander Yu was in Tianjin Wei, which made me feel a bit more settled. Commander Qi, did I do something wrong? They want to burn me to death like this!"

Listeners are heartbroken, and those who hear it shed tears!

Zhang Juzheng was numb. This acting was too much! Too much!

Catching Gao Gong was to set a trap, and going to Tianjin Wei was to see the five-masted twenty-one-sail ocean-crossing ship, receive grain transport, and pursue arrears. How did all this become that the Emperor was scared?

Since the fire burned the palace—no, since the assassination of the King—Zhang Juzheng had never seen the Emperor scared!

Scared, can you, Emperor, write it?

"Your Majesty, who are you going to catch?" Qi Jiguang took out his Son of Heaven sword and said, "Your Majesty bestowed upon your subject the Son of Heaven sword to be the axe of the Great Ming. Please give your subject the edict!"

Qi Jiguang didn't hesitate either. He didn't even change his court clothes today and directly brought his armor to the hall. His attitude was already very clear.

Kill whoever did it, and kill wherever it involves!

The Great Ming capital battalion fought low-intensity battles in Danning Wei and was not tired at all. He wanted to see who would become his opponent.

"Zhang Siwei! Commander Qi, just help me catch him. I don't dare to take him, fearing that he will burn the Cining Palace again. If I die, I die, but the Holy Mother and the Prince of Lu still live there." Zhu Yijun also realized that the acting was too much. Qi Jiguang's rage slot had already exploded on its own. If he stimulated him further, he was afraid that Qi Jiguang would kill in the Huangji Hall, which would be disadvantageous to Qi Jiguang.

So the Emperor ordered to take people, not to kill people.

Qi Jiguang shook his head, like a small mountain, looked at Zhang Siwei, and walked over.

Zhang Siwei noticed something was wrong the moment Qi Jiguang brought his armor to the hall. By the time the little Emperor spoke, he wanted to run away, but his two legs were like they were filled with lead, and he couldn't walk. Now Qi Jiguang looked at Zhang Siwei with murderous aura, and Zhang Siwei was immediately scared and softened to the ground, retreating while saying, "It's not, Commander Qi, it's not me!"

"Do you mean that His Majesty is slandering you?" Qi Jiguang walked a few steps, grabbed Zhang Siwei's leg, dragged him to the middle, looked at Zhang Siwei, and said in a stern tone, "So what if you were wronged!"

Before, Zhang Siwei wasn't dealt with because Zhang Siwei had the Jin Party behind him and the support of the northwest military troops. Only after the capital battalion returned could he take people. Please vote for the monthly ticket, Awooooo!!!!!!!!

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