The next morning, midday.

The Model Army and the Dashun Army officially held a body exchange ceremony for Emperor Chongzhen at Chaoyang Gate, which included hundreds of people including Tianqi's Empress Zhang Baozhu, as well as the older Li Xuanshi.

Although many people from the Dashun Army were arrogant and looked at Xu Changqing and his "formerly old and young men" as they were laughing at, they were still a little bit conscientious, and Emperor Chongzhen's treatment was always guaranteed.

At this time, Emperor Chongzhen was sealed in a golden nanmu wooden coffin, his clothes were intact, and there was no need to deal with the body too much due to weather. As the coffin slowly moved forward, Zhang Baozhu and Li Xuanshi hurriedly came forward to help the soul himself.

"Emperor, Emperor..."

"The Emperor..."

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

As Emperor Chongzhen's coffin slowly moved forward, he left Chaoyang Gate. The people who had been waiting here for a long time suddenly fell to their knees and began to cry.

Although Xu Changqing was sitting in a wheelchair without having to kneel down, he was still wailing.

no way.

Face is greater than heaven.

Soon, as the paper money began to fall, the atmosphere was directly brought to a level that was almost suffocating.

On the inner city of Chaoyang Gate.

Li Zicheng, Liu Zongmin, Song Xiance, Niu Jinxing, Liu Fangliang, Gao Yigong and others all watched this scene from a distance.

Seeing that the coffin was about to reach the control of the Model Army without any speed, Liu Zongmin frowned and said, "King of Chuang, really, will they be let go?!"

Liu Fangliang and Gao Yigong all looked at Li Zicheng immediately.

Li Zicheng's brows also became tightly entangled.

At this time, he was indeed facing an extremely difficult choice!

Should we keep our promises and let Xu Changqing and the old and young men of the former Ming Dynasty leave successfully, or... betrayal to prevent future troubles!

To be honest, Li Zicheng must be inclined to the former.

Not to mention forcing Emperor Chongzhen to death, he felt no discomfort at all when he dug the ancestral tomb of the old Zhu family.

However, the question now is, even if you want to keep Xu Changqing, can you keep it...

It’s okay to keep it, so they can let them speak verbally and give the pot to Xu Changqing, but if they can’t keep it...

Li Zicheng couldn't help but look at Song Xiance.

Song Xiance was also extremely confused at this time.

How difficult it is for Dashun to reach today. At this time, if Xu Changqing and the former Ming Dynasty old and young men were caught in one go, it would definitely be the world for three hundred years!

And he, Song Xianke, will surely leave his name in history and enjoy the glory and wealth of more than ten generations.

But the question is whether Xu Changqing can be left behind!

Song Xiance was so scheming and thought for a while and said respectfully: "Emperor, there are gains and losses in this matter. The key is to rely on the men. If the men are determined, do their best to fight to the death, the chance is still great. If they don't want to fight to the death and reduce the damage, this is..."

He kicked the ball back to Li Zicheng's side.

Li Zicheng was suddenly a little unhappy and looked at Liu Zongmin and others.

Liu Zongmin and others were also a little silenced at this time.

After all, things are one thing, but doing things are another.

Who is Xu Changqing? By this time, they had already understood very well that this was a real ruthless person! If you don’t want to fight hard, you still want to take Xu Changqing off, what are you kidding?

But at this time, who is willing to fight Xu Changqing?

When Li Zicheng saw the silent reaction of the generals, he couldn't help feeling even more unhappy.

When is this time when the morale of the army ended like this?

But he could not show it at this time...

"Long live the emperor!"

"Long live the emperor..."

At this time, a thunderous cry suddenly sounded in the model army's battle formation, and Li Zicheng and others hurriedly looked over.

As we saw that the model army had already been arranged in almost no movement. From their perspective, there were red forests everywhere, and all kinds of weapons were all complete. Even if the war started immediately now, there would be no problem.

But if they mobilize their troops and go to war, two hours may not be enough...

How can I play this?

Li Zicheng

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He couldn't help but sigh: "These old and young men from the former Ming Dynasty are quite conscientious. Since this is the case, how can we do this treacherous thing? However, the general trend is that I am very happy, so let them survive for a few days first!"

"The Emperor's Holy Spirit..."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and quickly flattered.

...

A few days ago, Xu Changqing and the generals had formulated a complete breakthrough plan. At this time, with the coffin of Emperor Chongzhen, Zhang Baozhu, Li Xuanshi, and the remaining princes and nobles coming, Xu Changqing gave the order, and the model army immediately began a tide of retreating troops.

Soon, the two camps set up by the Dashun Army in the east received orders and began to evacuate. The engineers and militia of the Model Army quickly caught up and began to fill the earth and push the wall.

By the time of noon, the model army had a large population of more than 60,000 and nearly 70,000 people, and the tail was out of the encirclement of the Dashun Army, and immediately rushed all the way east.

At this time, Xu Changqing, who had arrived more than ten miles away, looked back at the distant capital city, and was also a little moved for a moment.

This time I parted and saw this heroic city again, I really don’t know when it was.

But this mess is already like this and it is beyond human capacity. Even if you are reluctant to leave, Xu Changqing must let it go!

"Go home! Go back to Haicheng for the New Year!"

Thinking of this, Xu Changqing suddenly roared.

"Go home and go back to Haicheng for the New Year!"

"Oh, go home, go back to Haicheng..."

The crowd was quickly ignited, and countless men shouted without hesitation.

Looking at the familiar faces in front of him and looking at the coffin of Emperor Chongzhen, a slight smile appeared on the corner of Xu Changqing's mouth.

Even if the situation collapses, at least you will plant the seeds yourself!

...

Xu Changqing and the Model Army officially withdrew their troops, and Li Zicheng also moved to the Forbidden City in a noble manner.

But before he could enjoy the wonderful life in the harem, all kinds of affairs came to him.

Because the Yangxin Palace was seriously damaged before, Li Zicheng did not have an inner study at this time, so he could only hold a meeting in the Huangji Palace of the Great Dynasty.

At this time, Niu Jinxing was reporting to Li Zicheng and everyone about the current expenditure status of the capital.

Niu Jinxing had adjusted his mindset at this time. He could not compete with Song Xianke. Since this is the case, it would be better to do his own duties well.

But when Niu Jinxing had just recited it for half, the hall was in an uproar.

"Military advisor, have you made a mistake? How could Beijing have so many losses? What about the national treasury? Is the treasury in the former Ming Dynasty fake?"

The veins between Liu Zongmin's neck were bulging and he glared at Niu Jinxing.

"this……"

Niu Jinxing immediately looked at Li Zicheng awkwardly, "Emperor, I have no false words. If you don't believe me, you can immediately call the officials of the Ministry of Revenue from the Ming Dynasty. If you ask carefully, you will know that I have been in the treasury until midnight yesterday. I can really starve the rats to death..."

"No way? This dog court is actually poorer than us?"

"#￥%, it wasn't Xu Changqing who hid all the money, right?"

"What should I do? There are so many people now, and the Chinese New Year is about to be celebrated. I don't have a penny of money. Do you want to drink the northwest wind?"

"Damn the Dog Court..."

The hall was filled with chaos.

Li Zicheng was also speechless.

He actually knew that the court was very poor, and Luo Yangxing had reported to him before, but he never expected that the court could be so poor that it was really impossible to get a grain of rice.

How can I play this?

Fortunately, Li Zicheng kept a backup plan and hurriedly looked at Luo Yangxing, the only former Ming minister at this time.

Luo Yangxing felt so bitter. He wanted him to take the blame for this dog's urination...but he had no choice at all...

He could only pinch his nose and said, "The emperor, the national treasury, the national treasury has been deficit. However, many noble families have a lot of property and a lot of land. Xu Changqing, the former Ming Zhongyi Bo, had already explained before leaving that these property were left to us Dashun, and they did not take things away. With the humble opinion, I, Dashun, can seize these property first to rescue the emergency..."

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The people were relieved a little, and then their eyes were lit up, rushing to do the job of raiding the house.
To be continued...