"This Ming Dynasty is over!"

In the early spring of the 17th year of Chongzhen, bad news can be said to be one after another.

At first it was just said that the official army had severely damaged the bandits before the fall of Xi'an, and the whole Shaanxi would never be trapped by Li Zicheng. Then the Tangbao said that the royal army won a great victory in Shanxi and Taiyuan was as solid as a god. The bandits were defeated after seeing the wind. Not long after, the official army won a victory in Xuandajian again. The bandits were not at all trouble. By February, Emperor Yongchang was already Li Zicheng, who was preparing to personally conquer Zhending, but Zhending had many generals and armies in charge.

Unfortunately, the Ministry of War is not allowed to copy border newspapers, so many people say that Li Zicheng's soldiers will sooner or later reach the capital. Although the masters of the kings from all walks of life have not even seen a shadow, they will arrive at the capital sooner or later. Therefore, many powerful masters are chanting, "This Ming Dynasty is over."

In the past, when Jinyiwei and Dongchang encountered such occasions that they were confused by the evil words, they naturally had to make a fortune, but the situation is different now. When they heard Shangguan and Guiren say this, they naturally praised them repeatedly: "The lord is said too well, the lord is said too right, and the lord is too foresight."

But the more they pick up those unscrupulous people who are ignorant of being arrogant, the more powerful they are. Not to mention hearing such rebellious words as "The Ming Dynasty is over", they are a little disrespectful to the court. Both the Jinyiwei and the East Factory can let you know what disaster is coming from the mouth. Even if your family is not broken, you can get a bone-killing and sucking marrow and losing money.

Unfortunately, no matter how the Jinyiwei, the Dongchang Department, the Ministry of Justice, and the Censorate, the army of Yongchang Emperor Li Zicheng was getting closer and closer to the capital, and the order of the entire capital was becoming more and more chaotic.

The result of the attempt to lock down the city was that not only was the salt, vegetables and food in urgent need of food, but the coal in Mentougou was completely unable to be provided, and even the spring water in Yuquan Mountain had problems. Now no one knew what to do. The increasingly chaotic order made the capital feel more and more that the Ming Dynasty was over.

The big mansion on the east side of the capital is now in chaos. The cold wind in late spring swept the dust, which made people's faces add a layer of loess. Now the family has children, servants, and maids all have a blue face and are panicked. They are all whispering to inquire about the news: "How is the situation of my uncle?"

"It was originally a mess. Now something happened to my uncle again in this situation. What should we do if our uncle's mansion is in Zhenyi?"

"This is really over. You can't have any trouble. If something happens to you, you won't let us go!"

"Worried about what to do about this, the bandit Li Zicheng's thief army will soon be killed in the capital. I don't know whether there is a sincere Bo Mansion at that time. If the Ming Dynasty cannot do it, we will do it for Emperor Dashun then!"

"We have been working in Chengyi Bo Mansion for so many years and have everything going well, but what if we change to Emperor Dashun..."

"Shut up, be careful that disaster comes from your mouth, shut up!"

Chengyi Bo Mansion is not a scholarly family that has been studying for generations. Most of the servants and servants used by the family have been recruited halfway through, so they are not fuel-efficient. Especially the few bad slaves who have just entered the mansion have naturally made their own wishes when they encounter such chaos. When they come to Nanjing, they will see this situation, and they can only draw out their quick knife and try to suppress them strongly.

However, although these servants and servants' voices became smaller, they were still thinking about their own little plans. The hometown was about to really pull out the saber and cut it a few times, but suddenly a voice that seemed immature but extremely stern: "At this time, some people dare to be half-hearted, and they really don't want to live anymore!"

The more I said this young voice became more and more severe: "We have been passed down for three hundred years. I have never seen any situation! Brother Fu Ding, who dares to rectify the law on the spot without following the rules? I will deal with the Jinyiwei, the Ministry of Justice, and the East Factory. At this time, our Chengyiwei should also see the blood!"

Although the sound was not loud, the murderous aura in these words calmed down the originally panic atmosphere of the house, especially those who came from Nanjing and Zhejiang. When the servants heard this sound, they suddenly had a backbone and stood by their hometown to suppress the situation.

The hometown general couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He carefully lifted the curtain covered with yellow dust and asked, "Brother Xiao, are you awake?"

A delicate boy on the sickbed wanted to get up strongly, but he just woke up and was not in good condition. He couldn't get up and could only lean on the pillow. But he still greeted the general of his hometown: "Brother Fuding, I just had a dream, so I slept for a while longer!"

Jiang Fuding, my hometown, was relieved: "Young Master, just wake up. When do you think it's convenient to set off? The master made a special letter to ask you to go to Nanjing for summer vacation!"

He said he was the eldest son of his hometown, and Fu Ding's actual age was only over forty years old, but he suffered a lot from running around with his uncle Liu Kongzhao, so he had a long time to give birth to a hair and even a little prematurely.

But the weak young Liu Yongxi knew very well that the most trustworthy person in the whole house is Fu Ding. Who said that Liu Fu's family is a 300-year-old Tong family? Fu Ding is even more a man who has been with Liu Kongzhao for more than ten years. As long as he mastered this hometown general, the number of people in his mansion will be foolproof.

Now that Fu Ding has opened the curtain in his hometown, he walked into Liu Yongxi's bedroom. He also knew that it was March now, and "Going to Nanjing to escape the summer heat" was completely a fool. He immediately told the truth to Liu Yongxi, the young master on the sickbed, on his bed: "My uncle brought a message here, saying that since Beijing could not be defended at all, let Young Master Yongxi go to Nanjing quickly. As long as he arrived in Nanjing, there was always a way. My idea was similar to Mr. Bo. I would definitely not be able to defend the capital, so it would be better to leave early."

The "Boye" he mentioned was nothing but Liu Yongxi's old father, sincere Bo Liu Kongzhao, and Cao Jiang Xunchen, who was in charge of the Nandu Navy.

The first generation of Chengyi Bo Liu Ji and Liu Bowen were a standard scholar, but after Jiajing's re-elected title, Chengyi Bo was already a standard noble and military official. In the eyes of outsiders, Liu Kongzhao's generation was even more illiterate and reckless martial artist. Fortunately, there was such a change in identity. As the admiral Cao Jiang, Liu Kongzhao, theoretically controlled the ten battalions of the Nandu Caojiang Navy, and could be said to be one of the most powerful figures in Nandu.

Going to Nanjing now can be said to be the best choice. As long as you arrive in Nanjing, even if Liu Yongxi causes great trouble, Liu Kongzhao will still guarantee that Liu Yongxi will be absolutely foolproof. After all, Liu Yongxi is his eldest son sooner or later, he will take over the position of Chengyibo. Moreover, among their brothers, only the sixteen-year-old eldest son, Liu Yongxi, can help Liu Kongzhao in this troubled times.

But the slim young man Liu Yongxi shook his head on the bed and said, "Don't rush to leave now, what day of March is it today?"

My hometown Jiang Fuding was already anxious: "If you don't leave now, when will you leave? My uncle, it's already the eighth day of the third month, and it will be too late if you don't leave! Haven't you always wanted to go back to your hometown in Nanjing?"

On the eighth day of the third month? Liu Yongxi, who was on the sickbed, became excited: "I don't rush to get on the road. I guess I have to take a day or two before I can set off, and we have to find a suitable name to go to Nandu!"

The name of going to Nanjing is very important. Although Liu Yongxi is still the same Liu Yongxi, he is very clear about the storm ahead. His biggest mistake in his previous life was that he failed to seize the precious opportunity of this year.

He originally thought that his father had arranged everything for him, but the Nandu suddenly set off a wave of people who were clamoring for everyone who went south. Whether it was the Ma Ruan Party, the Donglin Fushe, or other forces, they treated him with a skeptical look like those who went south from the Northerndu, as if the people who went south from the Northerndu were not traitors, had countless stains.

Although he was already in charge of the fifth-rank rank of the Fushishi of the Nanfu Department of Bo Jinyiwei, and his father Liu Kongzhao has always supported him fully on this issue, he could only leave his own way due to the general situation and did nothing in the end he could only wander on the sea. In this life, he must not miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Fu Ding didn't understand Liu Yongxi's painstaking efforts: "Young Master, this capital is about to be unable to defend. You still have the intention to find a suitable name. If you don't leave, you may never leave again!"
Chapter completed!