When Wang Fuchen heard Liu Xuanchu’s question, he said that his eyes were shining!

If you take Beijing all, you can already have one. No, it’s a few dukes. However, Wang Fuchen may not be able to get one. After all, he has shallow qualifications and is still a three-point five minister (he did not completely surrender to Wu Sangui). Now, there are many more qualified people to be a duke than him.

But if Wang Fuchen could cheat Kangxi into Jingshan, then he would definitely be among the limited dukes... Mostly he would still be a "rail and duke" who could be hereditary!

However, Wang Fuchen also knew that this was not easy to deal with, so he turned his eyebrows involuntarily, "Military advisor, according to my understanding of Kangxi, although he is quite good at face, he is definitely not a person who wants to be face-saving. It is still difficult to hang him on the crooked tree on Jingshan."

"He is not trying to save face, so why did he go back to Beijing?" Liu Xuanchu was a little puzzled. "Has he had already been hunting for Chang'an in the west, why did he run back?"

Wang Fuchen smiled and said, "The military advisor doesn't know. Although Kangxi had been trying to relocate the capital for a long time, the people below were reluctant to let Beijing go! The northwest is really hard and barren. Not to mention Zhili, even outside Shanhaiguan is much stronger than in Shaanxi and Gansu. Moreover, Guanzhong was occupied by Wu Yingqi before, so it was impossible for Kangxi to move the capital northwest. So this time he came back at the risk of going to Jingshan, mostly to pull away the national population in Beijing."

"So that's it!" Liu Xuanchu nodded. Just as he was about to plan with Wang Fuchen how to hang Kangxi up, the voice of Wang Fuchen's son Wang Zhenji suddenly came from outside, "Dad, someone is coming from the palace, please go and receive the order."

"In the palace?" Wang Fuchen did not get up immediately, but asked, "Which palace?"

He is now a loyal and free person, so of course he has to ask clearly - he has to wear clothes that he has to wear, and he can't make a mistake.

"Beijing," said Wang Zhenji, "I am a person from the Beijing Palace. I want to announce your visit to the palace to meet you."

When Wang Fuchen heard this, he smiled and said to Liu Xuanchu: "Military advisor, it seems that he has the opportunity to hang Kangxi on the crooked tree on Jingshan!"

......

"KaKaKa..."

This is the sound of the saw when sawing the tree pole!

And the tree that was hurt by the saw helplessly was the crooked tree used by Emperor Chongzhen!

Liu Xuanchu and Wang Fuchen still underestimated Emperor Kangxi. In order to fundamentally eliminate the possibility of becoming the "Qing Dynasty Chongzhen", this little saint of the Qing Dynasty adopted the easiest and most effective method - sawing the crooked neck tree!

There are no trees left, so it is naturally impossible for him to hang them up!

Seeing that the crooked tree was sawed down by several eunuchs commanded by Xiao Guizi's father-in-law, Kangxi finally breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time, he also admired himself a little.

This wise king is a wise king! The nightmare of hanging a crooked tree was simply resolved by him. Although the Qing Dynasty was about to become the Northern Qing Dynasty, this still cannot change the fact that Kangxi was a wise king!

"Long live," Xiao Guizi's father-in-law came to the side of Mingjun Kangxi and whispered, "Long live, there are many crooked trees on Jingshan, look..."

"All saw!" Kangxi said firmly, "Eliminate all evil things and leave no future troubles!"

"Yeah!"

Kangxi asked again: "Have Wang Fuchen arrived?"

"Here I'm here, waiting in the Nan Study room," said Xiao Guizi's father-in-law, "King Gong, several Nan Study room ministers and Confucius Shenggong have also arrived."

"Okay!" Kangxi nodded, "I'll go see them first... Little Guizi, I'll leave the tree cutting to you. We must eliminate all evil things and never be lazy. I will come to check it out in person tomorrow!"

"Yeah!"

After arranging the task of eliminating Jingshan's crooked tree, Emperor Kangxi took a few eunuchs and guards to the Jingshan Mountain, then sat on the imperial chariot and headed straight to the southern study room southwest of the Ganqing Palace.

When Kangxi rushed to the south study, King Gong Changning, Kong Shenggong, Mingzhu, Li Xian, Du Lide, Feng Pu and others were surrounding Wang Fuchen and asking about the battle situation outside Beijing.

Wang Fuchen replied with a sad look: "Pinggu was lost last night. Sanhe was surrounded by thieves. It has been two days since the news was not available. It is probably a little bit bad, but the situation in Xianghe is still good... But the real danger is that Tianjin Prefecture is. Ninghe and Lutai Town have long been lost! The thieves may march into Tanggu and Dagu at any time to seize the harbor and commercial port!"

When Kong Shenggong heard that the Ming army was leaving Beijing to fight and marched towards Tianjin, he was a little puzzled, "Are they in a hurry to fight Beijing?"

"It's not that there is no hurry, but that's not." Wang Fuchen explained, "When fighting Beijing, you need heavy artillery to demolish the city walls. You must have long-barrel cannons that can fire shells weighing ten to twenty kilograms. That kind of cannon cannot be pulled from Lushunkou and has to be transported from sea. Moreover, the thief drove along the way, and they fought more than a dozen battles, and the ammunition was consumed very much, and it was urgent to replenish it. The land route from Lushun to Shuntian Prefecture is too far, so it is difficult to go. So opening up the sea transportation is a prerequisite for a strong attack on Beijing!"

Kong Shenggong inquired: "That would take a lot of time, right?"

"It won't take too long to capture Dagu, Tanggu," said Wang Fuchen. "As for the sea ships transporting heavy artillery and ammunition, they should be moored on the sea outside Dagukou. However, it will take some days to unload artillery and ammunition and transport them outside Beijing... I guess they will have to hit Beijing in another month."

Gong Shenggong breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good, the emperor still has time to run away."

As soon as he talked about the emperor running away, the atmosphere in Nan’s study became solemn. Wang Fuchen, who had been chatting with Kong Shenggong before, became mute.

Confucius also felt that the atmosphere was not right, but he didn't know what was wrong now. He was very brave and had a hard waist, so he continued to talk about this.

"By the way, the emperor came to Beijing this time to lead everyone away? Where is he going to go? Are he going to Xi'an?"

He had 60,000 Lu Yong's support, but no one else had it, so he was all silent.

Just when he was embarrassed, Kangxi's voice suddenly came in: "Brother Shenggong, I will not leave Beijing... I will not learn from Emperor Shun of Yuan. If Beijing really cannot be defended, I will be Emperor Chongzhen of the Qing Dynasty!"

When several people heard Kangxi's voice, they hurriedly stood according to the shift, and then knelt down and kowtowed together, shouting long live the mountain.

Emperor Kangxi, who had just made someone saw a crooked tree, seemed to be in a good mood, with a confident smile on his face and a light step. After entering the Nan Study, he sat down on the imperial seat, and then smiled and said, "Flat, flat body... all stand up and talk! Today we should also behave, and if you have nothing to do, just lie on the ground."

This rule was reformed by Confucius Shenggong... The Holy Lord who has 60,000 Lu Yong deserves the respect of Emperor Kangxi!

Everyone stood up, but except for Kong Shenggong, they all lowered their hands and shoulders, bent down and controlled their backs, and looked like a good servant in the Qing Dynasty... And Kong Shenggong stood there with a swagger, looking at the chair under Emperor Kangxi's butt with a smile.

"Come," Kangxi quickly ordered, "to bring a chair for my Lord's brother!"

The last person who was qualified to sit and discuss politics with the Emperor Qing was probably the regent of Emperor Ama! Now Confucius Shenggong has also begun to enjoy the treatment of "Kong Ama"!

Seeing that Kong Shenggong sat down with satisfaction, Kangxi breathed a sigh of relief, and then said seriously: "I came back to Beijing this time to fight the thief to the death! If I don't learn from Emperor Shun of Yuan, I want to learn from Chongzhen!"

"Brother, no!" Prince Gong Changning immediately knelt for Kangxi.

Although he was looking forward to Kangxi learning from Chongzhen, he still had to pretend to be a loyal and good brother in his face.
Chapter completed!