What Zhou Shixian did not expect was that the establishment of the Zhoushan Camp was soon subjected to objection.

"Mr. Concubine, please be careful at today's court meeting," Ni Yuanlu said to him quietly, "I heard that someone wants to play you."

Zhou Shixian has been doing well for the past few days. Now I heard that someone was going to go against him, and I couldn't help but feel nervous and quickly thought about what happened that he had offended someone.

When the matter was revealed, I realized that it was to overthrow the Zhoushan camp and disturb the people.

The person who sent the memorial was inexplicably the Imperial College Priest Jiu Hou Dongzeng.

"Report to Your Majesty, the Imperial College is a key place for the imperial court to educate talents. Baohua, who will raise the literary spirit of Jiangnan, is now on Zhoushan. The sound has been heard for several miles. Although the Imperial College is not close to each other, it has also been harmed. How can the students in the prison concentrate on practicing the way of saints?"

Chongzhen was surprised, but he didn't expect that Hou Dongzeng would go out to work and was the one who was going to report. He frowned slightly and asked, "Quzhoushan is already adjacent to the suburbs of the city. What should you do if you want?"

"Please tell the Governor's Office that whenever you use guns and cannons in the camp, it will be limited to once a day or once a month, so as to satisfy the hearts of all students."

Chongzhen was not convenient to refute it for a moment, and his eyes turned to Zhou Shixian.

Zhou Shixian felt very calm, you, the little Donglin Party, is that?

"Hou Gong is really admirable to his holy learning," he said to Hou Dongzeng with a smile, "I heard that Hou Gong has always praised him."

What are the knowledge of Uncle Gu?”

Gu Shushi was Gu Xiancheng, the founder of the Donglin Party. Hou Dongzeng said proudly: "Gu Shushi's moral articles are naturally a role model."

"I believe Hou Gong naturally knew about Gu Shushi's UnionPay at Donglin Academy."

Hou Dongzeng was stunned and thought to himself, why did he forget this? He was so speechless.

"The sound of wind and rain sounds, and the sound of reading is heard." Zhou Shixian said with a smile, "Family affairs, national affairs, and the world are concerned about everything."

Hou Dongzeng stood on the spot, and cold sweat dripped down.

"Xiao Ke would like to ask Mr. Hou, how can the sound of the wind be resolved? How can the sound of the rain be resolved?" Zhou Shixian did not leave any room for him, "What are the state affairs now? What are the affairs of the world?"

Hou Dongzeng's face was ashamed, and he didn't say a word anymore. He kowtowed to Chongzhen and bowed to the train.

The ministers in Nanjing all looked at Zhou Shixian with surprise eyes. Unexpectedly, this young prince consort had such a powerful and intelligent talent. A couplet forced the dignified Imperial College to the corner.

Only Ni Yuanlu, who had seen Zhou Shixian's talent, was not only not surprised, but also very happy for him.

"Thank you, your Majesty, Ni Yuanlu has also been in Nanjing for many years. He knows that overturning Zhoushan is a key place. If it is in war, it will be a place that must be fought for by military strategists. The Governor's Office set up a military camp here, and it will be a key point."

"Oh? I don't know." Chongzhen's brows stretched out. He knew that Ni Yuanlu must have some foundation when she said this, so he asked deliberately: "Is your words based on?"

"There are, it can be seen everywhere in history books. Please choose one." Ni Yuanlu said steadily. "In the third year of Xianhe in the Eastern Jin Dynasty, the Liyang Neishi Su Jun, in the name of the Central Secretariat Yu Liang, led 20,000 people across the river, broke through the Niuzhu defense line, went around to the northeast of the capital, entered the capital, broke through the Qingxi Dazha, and stood high. Due to the wind, the Taicheng and Zhuying Temple were destroyed for a while. Su Jun won the victory and took the imperial court in his hands, which was a clear proof."

At this point, it was reasonable and well-founded. The ministers also guessed what Chongzhen thought, and the matter ended here.

Unexpectedly, Liu Zongzhou, the censor of Zuodu, coughed and had something to say when he left the shift.

Zhou Shixian thought to himself that Liu Zongzhou was also from the Donglin lineage. This old man’s temper is really stubborn and hard, and he is not afraid of death, so it is very difficult to deal with. Is he going to work now, and is he going to stand up for Hou Dongzeng?

"All the army always aims to not disturb the people. It is not necessary to block Zhoushan as a famous place. In the name of training troops, it is not necessary to block it again and again. First, seal the Beihu embankment, and then seal the south of Xuanwu. The beautiful scenic spots will be turned into a smoky place. Isn't it even disturbing the governor's office under the command of the son-in-law?"

Now Zhou Shixian is almost the most popular person in front of the emperor. Liu Zongzhou actually pointed out that he was wrong, and he really lived up to the name of stubbornness.

Zhou Shixian saw Liu Zongzhou looking at him, pondered slightly, and bowed and said, "Is the famous scenic spots mentioned in Liu Gong a basis?"

"If you don't say anything else, you have heard of the prince-consort of Beihu Yanling, right?" Liu Zongzhou said calmly, "The most ruthless person is Taicheng willow, and it still has a smoky cloud of ten miles of dikes. With the talent of the prince-consort, of course, I know that this is an eternal line from Weizhuang in the Tang Dynasty, and this section of Beihu Yanling."

"If this is the case, Xiaoke will remember a poem, and maybe this scene is the case."

"I wish to hear the details." Liu Zongzhou Ru's old monk hugged his head and lowered his eyes.

"The smoke is covered with cold water, moon is covered with sand, and the restaurant is near to Qinhuai at night," Zhou Shixian said loudly, "This is a famous quote from Du Muzhi of the Tang Dynasty."

Liu Zongzhou was as stable as Mount Tai, but now he raised his eyes in surprise and didn't know how to deal with it for a moment.

All the ministers shouted in their hearts. The prince consort's words were really amazing.

The reason is not the sentence you say, but the next sentence you haven't said.

The businesswoman did not know the hatred of the country, but still sang the back garden flowers across the river.

Although they didn't say it, everyone naturally knew it very well. Since they didn't say it, they saved face for Liu Zongzhou, because the poem that followed was an extremely harsh accusation. Once it was said, even an old minister like Liu Zongzhou would be difficult to argue under the current situation of overturning the world.

Zhou Shixian saw that Liu Zongzhou stopped talking and did not do anything, so he quietly stepped aside because Chongzhen finally had to decide on this matter.

Chongzhen sat on the imperial throne, was silent for a moment, and then seemed to have made up his mind and spoke.

"When I was in Beijing, starting from March 17, the bandits fired guns and bombarded the city. I sat upright in Jianji Hall and listened to the sound of cannons for a whole day." Chongzhen's eyes were vague, as if he had returned to Beijing City that day. "You all, except Ni Yuanlu, probably have never experienced such a day."

This was a heartbreaking past. The ministers below suddenly mentioned it for no reason, but the atmosphere became solemn for a moment. No one dared to make a sound, so they could only listen quietly to the emperor continue to speak.

"When I think about it now, it's really hard to look back on such a day. Fortunately, my ancestors and ancestors are protected. My name is not the only one that I can sit here to talk to you today." Chongzhen was an impatient person, but this sentence was slowly and clearly. "I can also hear the cannons on the Cover Zhoushan Mountain. I and the Queen can also hear them in the palace. But I think it's better to hear the cannons and the princesses fire now than to hear the thieves fire in the future. What do you think?"

Although the emperor's words were simple, the truth was directly pointing to the hearts of the people. Many of the ministers below had already responded.

"The more dense and louder the sound of their firecrackers, the more stable and sweeter I slept in the palace." Chongzhen said lightly, "Your dear friends should have the same opinion."
Chapter completed!