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As for who the owner of this garden is, he has never thought about it, and it is not worth his trouble.

At this time, it was February of the 17th year of Chongzhen, and the spring was cold, and the earth had just recovered from the icy winter.

In the south, the rebels Li Zicheng and Zhang Xianzhong have proclaimed themselves emperors and established their own regimes.

The most important thing is that Li Zicheng has broken through Taiyuan, and the army is pressing on the capital.

In the north, the Jinzhou defense line was completely lost two years ago, and everything outside Shanhaiguan has been reduced to enemy-occupied areas.

The tens of millions of people over there have been deeply ruled by alien races.

The entire Ming Dynasty has been completely exposed to the iron hooves of the nomadic Manqing, and it is within easy reach.

Today's Daming has reached a precarious situation.

Just like a woman who doesn't wear clothes, she brings endless temptation to others, allowing others to wreak havoc.

According to the history of the Ming Dynasty, at most it was less than a month, that is, in the early morning of March [-]th, the Shuntian Mansion fell and the Ming Dynasty perished.

Of course, now that there is the variable Zhu Yuanzhang who came across the border, the specific result is still unknown.

"What a waste!"

The more he thought about it, the angrier Zhu Yuanzhang became.

These descendants are more trash than each other.

Especially the current Emperor Chongzhen is a complete waste.

In the seventh year of the apocalypse, although Da Ming was terminally ill, as long as he took heavy medicine, he could still be saved.

What was a good deck of cards was turned into shit by Chongzhen.

Incompetence, uselessness, waste... are not enough to describe Chongzhen's bad image in Zhu Yuanzhang's heart.

"We need our ancestors to wipe your asses for your unfilial sons and grandchildren!"

With a grunt, Zhu Yuanzhang stood up.

Because he saw that Mao Xiang had returned.

"My lord, our people have been scattered all over the main roads. As long as you give an order, you can easily win the control of Beiping City!"

Mao Xiang bowed his head to report.

"Well, let's act at night!"

Zhu Yuanzhang nodded without any expression on his face.

This is the first step in his plan to seize control of the entire Beiping City.

As for the rest of the matter, it will be settled slowly.

Although there were still three major battalions of the Beijing Division stationed outside the city of Beiping, the chiefs of the soldiers who had already been out of pay were replaced by the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled.

The combat power is basically zero, and there is nothing to fear at all.

As long as the control of Beiping City is won, no matter whether it is the three major battalions, the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty, private profiteers, or street gangsters, they are nothing to worry about.

With three thousand veterans, Zhu Yuanzhang expressed that he was fearless!

"Yes!"

After Mao Xiang responded, he retreated.

Time passed and the sky darkened.

Zhu Yuanzhang ate his dinner slowly and waited in a chair.

As for the specific tactical deployment in the battle to seize the city, Mao Xiang will arrange it himself, and he will not bother his old man.

If bringing three thousand veterans is not enough to win control of the city, then Mao Xiang is not worthy of being the first commander of Jinyiwei in the Ming Dynasty.

Two hours have passed, and the time has come to midnight.

Outside, the sky was completely dark, only sporadic stars flickering in the sky.

The entire city of Beiping was silent.

"My lord, it's a success!"

At this time, Mao Xiang walked in with a happy face and reported the battle situation to Zhu Yuanzhang.

"Huh? Are the nine city gates under our control?"

Zhu Yuanzhang opened his eyes, which looked extraordinarily bright under the dim light.

"This minister guarantees with his head that the entire city of Beiping is under our control!"

Mao Xiang replied loudly: "The city guards almost surrendered, without any resistance at all!"

Having said that, a trace of astonishment and disdain flashed in his eyes.

The reason for the astonishment is that Beiping City is the capital of the Ming Dynasty, and the combat effectiveness of the defenders is almost zero.

The reason for the disdain is that those soft bones didn't even dare to fight, and directly knelt down and surrendered.

He didn't pull out the knife yet, so he just surrendered, without any sense of accomplishment.

It was really beyond Mao Xiang's expectation.

"Okay, soldiers are expensive and fast, go directly to the inner city!"

When Zhu Yuanzhang heard the words, he didn't care about being surprised, and quickly reacted.

Take the troops and rush directly to the inner city.

The entire Beiping City is divided into the Outer City, the Inner City and the Imperial City.

The outer city is where common people gather, while the inner city is the residence of those dignitaries.

As for the imperial city, it goes without saying that it is the place where the emperor of the Zhu family of Ming Dynasty and his family members lived.

Before, Zhu Yuanzhang came directly to the outer city with his troops.

It is precisely because of this that the entry of more than 3000 people will not attract attention.

Of course, as long as the outer city is controlled, the inner city and the imperial city are nothing more than a turtle in an urn that is within easy reach.

Riding on the road to the inner city, Zhu Yuanzhang was thinking about how to repair those civil and military officials.

"Shut up!"

A fast horse came, and the knight on the horse got off his horse and reported: "To the emperor, both the inner city and the imperial city have surrendered!"

"What did you say?"

When Zhu Yuanzhang heard the words, he thought he had auditory hallucinations in his ears.

He was still thinking that if the old pawn suffered too many casualties when attacking the inner city and the imperial city, he would have to go back and send some troops over to support him.

I never thought that before I reached the inner city, I had just walked halfway, and an old soldier I brought earlier came to announce the good news.

However, Zhu Yuanzhang didn't mean to be happy at all.

If what the other party said was definitely true, how would the government of Ming Dynasty be corrupted?

Is this really broken at the root?

Can such a Daming be saved?

"Really surrendered. After seeing our people, the defenders of the inner city and the imperial city didn't form any combat power at all, and abandoned the city gate and fled!"

The old soldier quickly recounted what had happened.

"Nima!"

Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't help scolding when he heard the words.

He didn't even know how to describe his current mood.

"Mao Xiang!"

However, at this time, Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't care about these things, so he shouted loudly.

Mao Xiang, who was following behind, immediately replied: "My minister is here!"

"You lead people to take over the defense of the inner and outer cities, control the remnants of the soldiers, don't let them disrupt the order of Beiping City, and at the same time, closely defend the three major battalions outside the city!"

"The rest, follow us into the palace!"

After quickly giving Mao Xiang a few words, Zhu Yuanzhang ran towards the imperial city with the rest.

At this time, it was already the third quarter of Mao, and the sky was slightly bright.

In the Qianqing Palace, the Great Court Meeting officially began.

In the main hall, Emperor Chongzhen Zhu Youjian sat on the dragon chair, and below were all the civil and military officials.

As for the changes in the inner city and the imperial city, because they surrendered too quickly, they haven't heard the news yet.

Otherwise, I'm afraid it would have been messed up long ago.

At this moment, Emperor Chongzhen is calling on ministers to donate their salaries and recruit soldiers to support Zhou Yuji, the Shanxi general officer in Ningwuguan.

However, after calling for more than half a month, the civil and military ministers of the Manchu Dynasty only donated a total of [-] taels of silver.

"Could it be that the ministers really want to watch my Ming Dynasty perish?"

Looking at the ministers below, Chongzhen couldn't help shouting.

None of the chief assistant Wei Zaode below, as well as the assistants and ministers of the ministries, answered the question.

All the nobles and nobles in the court remained silent.

The scene was very weird and embarrassing.

"Clang!"

At this moment, there was a sound of a long knife being unsheathed, which was very ear-piercing in the silent Qianqing Palace.

Everyone in the court hall was startled and looked back.

It can be seen that groups of soldiers walked into the Qianqing Palace grandly, hugging a middle-aged man in a bright yellow dragon robe.

"Who are you waiting for?"

"Presumptuous, how dare you wear a dragon robe? It's really treasonous, come here, drag it out and behead it!"

"Come on!"

Seeing the visitors entering the palace, some civil servants of the Manchu Dynasty remained silent, while others scolded loudly.

Zhu Yuanzhang, who was dressed in a dragon robe, ignored him and walked straight into the hall.

The old soldiers behind him quickly dispersed and surrounded the entire Qianqing Palace.

The Xiuchun knives in their hands were all out of their sheaths, staring at the civil and military officials in the hall.

There is a rhythm of dragging them down and beheading them if they disagree with each other.

"You... who are you?"

Seeing Zhu Yuanzhang striding towards him, Chongzhen stuttered and asked with frightened eyes.

"Snapped!"

Zhu Yuanzhang didn't reply, but slapped him suddenly.

"idiot!"

"waste!"

"Useless!"

"Move the capital to Peking?"

"Indulging the eunuch?"

"Luxury and lustful?"

"Not going to court for 30 years?"

"The Carpenter Emperor?"

"How could I have such unfilial descendants like you?"

Zhu Yuanzhang slapped Chongzhen while speaking.