Qin Gaoyang cursed Jia Chuan in his heart and greeted Jia Chuan’s eighteen generations of ancestors. But he didn’t think about it, and he recognized Jia Chuan as his godfather. Jia Chuan’s eighteen generations of ancestors are also his nineteen generations of ancestors.

Qin Gaoyang, who was thorny, trembled and ignited the torch leads. At this time, Jia Chuan had already fled as if he was about to amnesty.

The sound of "Boom!" was so loud that Zhu Cixuan and others lowered their bodies. Then, huge sand and gravel fell from the air.

That's right, it's exploded!

The smoke dissipated, Qin Gaoyang was blown up several meters away, and one of his legs flew out of his body and hung on the tree branch. Qin Gaoyang himself, his internal organs that had been blown up were already covered in blood, and black blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Qin Gaoyang was not dead for a moment, and blood foam kept gushing out of his mouth. The remaining leg twitched inertia, and then his head tilted and he died.

At this time, Zhu Cilang no longer had a good face. He walked to Jia Chuan with a cold face.

The explosion just now overturned Jia Chuan to the ground.

Zhu Cilang said coldly: "Eunuch Jia, is this what you said that won't explode?"

Jia Chuan was already scared and trembled. He knelt on the ground and said tremblingly: "Dian, Your Highness, the red cannons are at risk of explosion. I think it's just a coincidence."

"You are really unwilling to die if you don't want to the Yellow River. Well, come here! Then put all the six cannons on gunpowder, Jia Chuan, I will ask you to try it."

At this time, Jia Chuan was not brave enough. He knelt on the ground and shivered, and kept kowtowing: "Your Highness, your Highness, your Highness, there is really a problem with this cannon. I deserve to die. I regret not listening to Lord Tang's advice. I will definitely assist Lord Tang with him. This time I will definitely make the red cannon well. Please rest assured Your Highness."

Zhu Cilang sneered: "It's too late, Luo Yangxing takes this person back to the imperial prison and torture it severely!"

The imperial prison is a place where life is worse than death. Jia Chuan was even more panicked. The two Jinyiwei came over and arrested him without any hesitation.

"Your Highness, your prince, your son, your son!"

Zhu Cixuan had no right to arrest Jia Chuan, a military eunuch who was in charge of seals. He could not be moved without the will of Emperor Chongzhen.

But he made red barbarian cannons shoddy and even the cannons he made exploded, so Zhu Cilang had the right to capture him.

Jia Chuan's behavior is equivalent to drinking soldiers' blood, holding the lives of soldiers and sucking the personal pockets of a battle. As for the crimes committed by Jia Chuan, it is not an exaggeration to rinse chi.

"Your Highness, what should I do with these cannons?" Luo Yangxing asked as he looked at the remaining six cannons.

"Return to the furnace and rebuild!"

In the Qianqing Palace, Zhu Cilang, Luo Yangxing and others knelt on the ground. Chongzhen was so angry that he threw away his pen: "Investigate the military battle situation for me and investigate it strictly! Anyone involved in the case will be executed and executed!"

Chongzhen knew that the shoddy war situation would mean for a battle in the Ming Dynasty. It means that a battle situation with a determined victory would likely be defeated in a flash. It means that the city that could have been defended would be easily captured by the enemy. It means that the confrontation between the two armies' artillery groups is equivalent to giving heads to the other party. This will make the Ming army think that whoever fires the artillery is equivalent to cooperating with the enemy.

This is an extremely serious case, and it is impossible to kill the Qing Dynasty.

However, Zhu Cilang's words made Chongzhen extremely disappointed.

Zhu Cilang slowly raised his head: "Father, what my son has seen and heard in the military battle are just the tip of the iceberg."

Emperor Chongzhen was shocked: "What, what, what did you say?"

"Does Father know how many soldiers are in charge of the three camps in the capital?" Zhu Cilang looked at him directly.

Chongzhen still knew this. After all, the key to the defense of the capital was the Jiannu Huangtaiji army at the city. Beijing City almost changed hands. Chongzhen had read the memorial and said immediately: "If I remember correctly, there are about 217,000 people."

"However, the Father Emperor knows that there are 132,500 people who are vain in these 217,306 people who are entitled to the capital. The remaining guards are only 84,806. It is these more than 80,000 people who want to guard the inside and outside the gates of the four sides of the capital. Once Jiannu or bandits approach the capital, the Father Emperor knows what it means to us."

Chongzhen looked at Zhu Cilang coldly, his eyes full of anger: "Nothing is told, who told you, who told me, who told you these nonsense!"

Zhu Cilang even looked at his father with some heartache, Chongzhen, when will you truly understand? Is Jiannu terrible, and bandits terrible?

No, these people are not scary in Zhu Cilang's eyes. What is really scary is his father, Emperor Chongzhen.

Jiannu's Iron Cavalry is powerful, but as long as Liaodong soldiers defend Gucheng, Jiannu still has no choice but to do anything. Strictly speaking, the bandits cannot be called troops. They are more like the fugitive army in the famine era, eating wherever they go, and then leaving. After eating, the people here become refugees again. Joining this refugee team is like a snowball, growing bigger and bigger. It is actually not difficult to destroy the bandits.

The difficult thing is, you, the emperor, are you determined to reform and touch the reform of your muscles and bones? Use heavy rules in troubled times, and even cause turmoil in the court and unstable state. You must have the courage to cut off your arm. Only in this way can the Ming Dynasty have a glimmer of hope.

Zhu Cilang revealed that the capital city defense was seriously vacant. Chongzhen thought about the first time not how to investigate and rectify it. Instead, he suspected that Zhu Cilang was exaggerating. He suspected that Zhu Cilang was bewitched by others, and suspected that Zhu Cilang was spreading rumors and confusing the public.

Chongzhen was too mean and suspicious, which hurt the hearts of many generals. Lu Xiangsheng was killed by Yang Sichang and Gao Qiqian in a joint effort. It was not Yang Sichang who died and was exposed, but Chongzhen was still kept in the dark.

Sun Chuanting was so loyal to the court, but because Chongzhen wanted to make peace with the Later Jin Dynasty, it was equivalent to sending Sun Chuanting to Jiannu to kill. What was even more ridiculous was that he believed that Sun Chuanting was a fraudulent death and did not even give him a gift. Chonghuan did not deceive Chongzhen or not, but killed him completely disappointed the soldiers of the Liao border. Zu Dashou was so scared that no matter whether Jiannu had left Beijing, he rushed back to Liaodong with the Guanning cavalry. Almost no loyal people had a good ending.

Father, when will you truly open your heart? When will you be honest? You will kill the Ming Dynasty like this.

Zhu Cilang sighed in pain: "Father, don't you think about it, is this true?"

Chongzhen shook his sleeves in anger: "It is absolutely impossible. Who dares to be so bold and dare to hide it from me!"

Zhu Cilang shook his head and turned to look at Luo Yangxing beside him. Luo Yangxing, who was kneeling on the ground, was trembling. He and Zhu Cilang are now grasshoppers on the same rope: "If you come back to the emperor, the guards of the three camps of the capital are indeed, there is indeed a problem."

Chongzhen was only then really panicked. He didn't believe in his own son Zhu Cilang, at least he believed in Luo Yangxing, because the Jinyiwei obeyed the emperor unconditionally.
Chapter completed!