"Long live, long live... wake up, wake up, wake up, something is wrong."

In the Qing Dynasty, when Zheng De was sleeping soundly, he was confused and heard someone calling him. He didn't want to pay attention. After all, the beauty was in front of him, and he would have to have an in-depth exchange soon. It was a rare opportunity. Unfortunately, a pair of evil hands pulled him out of that wonderful dreamland.

He opened his eyes in discomfort. Wang Yue's familiar face seemed extremely evil at this moment. Just as he was about to curse, Wang Yue was anxious to speak first, "Long live, Xuanfu urgently reported it."

"What?" Zheng De was sleeping in a daze and had not reacted yet.

Wang Yue said helplessly, "Emperor, the border is in urgent need, the little prince has all the Tatar warriors and the soldiers invaded Xuanfu."

"What" Zheng De understood this time and immediately woke up. He looked at Wang Yue with shock and asked in confusion, "What little prince? And what is the situation of the Tatar invasion?"

"Batumuk, the leader of the Tatar tribe, was called the little prince by people at that time. This person probably heard the news of the death of the late emperor and wanted to take advantage of the situation, so he all started Mongolian warriors and invaded our Ming Xuan Mansion." Wang Yue briefly explained the matter and urged, "The court officials have been waiting in Yongsu Hall, so your Majesty should go there quickly."

"When is it now?" Zheng De asked while wearing clothes. He should have someone to serve him, but Zheng De obviously did not have this habit. Except for wearing crown clothes because they were too complicated and needed help, Zheng De took care of the rest of the clothes alone.

Wang Yue helped Zheng De tidy up his clothes while answering, "If you say "Long Live, it's already the fourth day of the day."

Fourth update? After coming to the Ming Dynasty, Zheng De was familiar with the ancient timekeeping method. In ancient times, Xu was used as the first update, Hai was used as the second update, Zi was used as the third update, Chou was used as the fourth update, Yin was used as the fifth update, and the fourth update was only one or two o'clock in the morning.

"It's really not easy to be an emperor!" He couldn't help but curse, and after washing up, hurried to Yongsu Hall.

At this moment, the hall was brightly lit and the courtiers were waiting anxiously inside. When they saw the emperor coming, they bowed and bowed.

Zheng De waved his hands to them, "Military information is urgent, so let's sit down with the Master and the Lord."

"Thank you for your seat," the court officials shouted in unison, looked at each other, and did it on both sides one by one, next to half of the butt.

"What's the situation now?" Zheng De looked at the court officials present, without saying nonsense, and asked directly.

The eyes of the ministers suddenly fell on Liu Daxia, the Minister of War. The latter stood up and bowed and told the current situation, "The little Tatar prince, taking advantage of the death of the late emperor, all the Mongolian warriors were raised, and the troops were pointed directly at Xuanfu. The camp was more than 20 miles long, and Xuanfu was in danger."

"How many troops are there?" Zheng De pondered for a moment and looked at the Minister of War.

"There are estimated to be 200,000 people." Liu Daxia was obviously not sure.

"I guess?" Zheng De looked at him in amazement. As the Minister of War, he didn't even know how many enemies there were. He was too incompetent. Of course, the lack of information was also exposed on the other side. No wonder he only reacted after he hit the doorstep.

"It seems that he planned to set up the Jinyiwei as a special intelligence agency in advance, so as not to be caught off guard in the future. This is a big matter that concerns his life, but he will never be careless." Zheng De touched his jaw and thought of it. He looked up and suddenly found that all the ministers were looking at him, and coughed awkwardly, "By the way, where is the Xuanfu?"

As soon as this statement was made, the ministers present were stunned and speechless for a moment. Although the emperor stayed in the Forbidden City all day, he would not be so ignorant that he didn't even know where the Xuanfu was, right? Is it a new version of Emperor Hui of Jin in the Ming Dynasty that "why not eat meat"?

Seeing the ministers looking at him like a monster, Zheng De looked embarrassed and thought speechlessly, "As the emperor, do you have to know where the Xuanfu is?"

"Xuanfu Town is more than 300 miles northwest of the capital, Nanping, and the capital is controlled by the desert in the back. It hinders the dangers of Juyong on the left and the solid clouds on the right. It is one of the important towns on the nine sides, so it cannot be missed." Fortunately, Li Dongyang stood up at this time and answered this question for him.

Zheng De glanced at him gratefully and finally knew why the courtiers looked at him with strange eyes. After all, there was a saying that the Emperor had "the emperor guarded the country's gate", and Xuanfu was one of the nine northern towns in the Ming Dynasty and the gateway to the capital. How could the emperor not even know this?

"It's so close to the capital. In other words, if the Xuanfu is lost, the Mongolian army will be put down the city?" Zheng De glanced at the ministers present and saw many people nodding slightly. He realized the seriousness of the problem. He asked again, "How many people are there in Xuanfu? Can they be defended?"

"The original number of military personnel in Xuanfu Town is 151,452. Due to the fact that there have been soldiers and fleeing service over the years, there are actually 82,400 soldiers and horses." Liu Daxia, the Minister of War, stood up and slowly told the situation of Xuanfu Town. "And more than 80,000 officials and troops are scattered on the 1,300-mile border of Xuanfu Town. There are only less than 20,000 people in Xuanfu Town now, and the troops are weak and cannot resist, so they need to send troops to support quickly."

After hearing Liu Daxia's words, Zheng De realized that the matter was much more serious than he had imagined. Suddenly, he thought of the famous "Jingkang Death" in history. If Xuanfu was broken, wouldn't he fall into such a situation as Emperor Hui and Qin? He couldn't help but shudder and quickly threw this terrible idea out of his mind. It seemed that he would send troops to help him, but he still had a question.

"Why did the soldiers flee in large numbers?"

"What did Your Majesty say?" Ma Wensheng, the Minister of Personnel, who had been alive and motionless like a statue in a temple, suddenly spoke, which scared Zheng De. He looked at his subordinate who could be called a "living fossil" speechlessly, "You said that you are already eighty years old and your ears are not very good, why haven't you retired yet? Isn't this intentional torment?"

In desperation, he had to say patiently twice before he finally heard what was going on. Ma Wensheng nodded slightly, "As the law of military camps became increasingly corrupt, military fields were invaded by internal supervision, officers and powerful people, which led to difficulties in making a living in the military households, which led to a large number of military personnel fled." After all, Ma Wensheng, who had been the Minister of War for more than ten years, was naturally very clear about the inside story.

Zheng De was shocked when he heard this. He did not expect such a serious problem to occur in the Ming Dynasty's army. However, it is obviously not the time to discuss this issue. He moved to the matter just now, "What should I do now?"

Liu Daxia put forward his own suggestions, "If you go back to your Majesty, you can let the 12th Regiment Battalion in Beijing go to war for rescue."

"So there are still soldiers in the capital!" Zheng De breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at the ministers sitting below with a calm expression, he felt that he was not very calm when things happened! However, he ignored his age. Whether in his previous life or in this life, he was only a young man in his early twenties. How could he compare with these people who have been struggling in the officialdom for half their lives with their life experience?

Although he secretly mentioned that he was calm and calm, Zheng De couldn't help but be anxious, "Since that's the case, then Liu Aiqing will send someone to help quickly?"

Liu Daxia reminded him, "Your Majesty also asks you to appoint the chief general."

"Is there anyone who chooses Liu Aiqing?" Zheng De looked at him.

Liu Daxia thought for a while, "Only the Beijing Commander Zhu Hui is the most suitable one."

"Emperor, I object." Unexpectedly, as soon as Liu Daxia finished speaking, Liu Jian, a Grand Secretary of the Huagai Palace of the Cabinet, stood up and spoke out bluntly, "Duke Baoguo Zhu Hui led his troops to fight several times, fearing the enemy's resistance. It caused the robbery of tens of thousands of people in Hetao in Ningxia. The late emperor did not hold him accountable, and he was already a great emperor's kindness and could not be a general."

Zheng De frowned slightly when he heard this. A general who was afraid of the enemy so much that he didn't even dare to fight. Such a strange person was completely speechless. If he led his troops to fight, Zheng De's mood would no longer be able to express it. He was really afraid that the Mongols would have rushed into the palace as soon as he woke up.

I don’t know what his cheap father was thinking. It would be fine if the general was not punished, but he even made him the commander of the Jingying camp. However, if he knew that Zhu Hui was praised by Emperor Xiaozong for killing twelve people and recovering 4,000 robberies, he would probably have fallen into shock. Is that okay?

"Who else can be the general?" Zheng De knew very little about the generals of the Ming Dynasty, even though he searched his head. He only knew that the Zhengde Dynasty seemed to have no other famous generals except Wang Shouren. As for Wang Shouren, Zheng De didn't know where he was hiding in now, so it was impossible to count on him now.

"I think British Duke Zhang Maoke led his army north to fight the enemy for his generals." Liu Jian suddenly proposed a candidate.

"No, the British Duke is old and weak, and cannot withstand a long journey. He cannot be a general." Ma Wensheng, the Minister of Personnel, who has always been alive, vetoed.

The Zuodu Censor Dai Shan thought of someone, so she stood up and recommended, "Duke Chengguo Zhu Fu is familiar with military tactics and trains the army to advance and retreat in an orderly manner, so she can go to war for generals."

"Did Lord Dai forget Zhao Kuo in the Battle of Changping?" Ma Wensheng refuted Dai Shan's proposal in sharp words.

"What about Xu Guangzuo, Duke Dingguo? Duke Dingguo has been familiar with military tactics since he was a child and proficient in martial arts, so he will definitely be able to take on this position." Dai Shan thought of another candidate.

"Duke Ding has only been in succession for a year, and his prestige in the army is insufficient." Ma Wensheng said in one word that Xu Guangzuo's shortcomings.

Dai Shan opened her mouth but couldn't say anything. After all, Ma Wensheng served as the Minister of War in Hongzhi for twelve years, and even before the governor of Liaodong, he had great military achievements. He could not be refuted by someone who had never been to the battlefield.

"Who is Ma Aiqing the most suitable?" Zheng De asked angrily. You said that as the Minister of Personnel, you don't do your job well, so why do you do what the Minister of War needs to do now? Who is the Minister of War? Do you still let Liu Daxia do it well?

"This..." Ma Wensheng was speechless for a moment, and he had no good candidates. He changed his tone and stood up suddenly, and said boldly, "If I were ten years younger, I would definitely lead the army to fight to share the emperor's worries and labor."

"Good idea, I agree." Liu Daxia, the Minister of War, who had been silent, agreed loudly, obviously annoyed by Ma Wensheng's behavior of overusing the business. In addition, the two of them had been in a relationship before, which was even more so.

Zheng De gently stroked his forehead and looked at the two of them speechlessly. When has it been, you two still feel like fighting here? He looked at Ma Wensheng, who is already in his 80s. With his trembling and half-in-ground appearance, it is estimated that the bad news of the fall of the main general in the border area will be transmitted back.

"Who has a good candidate?" Zheng De ignored the two of them and glanced at the ministers present.
Chapter completed!