In the seventh hour of the coup, the turmoil continued.

In a terrible scene, the ruling heart of the 80 million people in the southern seven provinces was blocked by these just over 10,000 scholars. The central core was paralyzed for a whole day, and the government orders did not leave the palace. Not to mention that this skill caused an invasion of foreign enemies, such as flood disasters, and rebellion, the Southern Ming Empire did not even have capital to reflect.

The noise became louder and louder, and Zhu Yousong's round and fat face turned into a bun that had just been out of the pot, shiny and white, with big drops of sweat constantly dripping down his forehead. As an emperor, Emperor Hongguang's qi cultivation skills were obviously too poor. At this time, he actually stood up from the dragon throne and paced back and forth in front of the ministers.

In the court, the expressions of the ministers became quite exciting. Ma Shiying was full of anxiety and anger. Ruan Dacheng was immersed in deep fear. The officials and party members who were closer to them were all in the same face. In the Donglin faction, more than one hundred people were silent. Surprisingly, whether Qian Qianyi or Gao Hongtu, Jiang Yueguang did not take the opportunity to add to the insults and remained silent.

Among them, the most embarrassing thing is Shi Kefa, the Grand Secretary of Dongge. In the case of support, he has lost the trust of Emperor Hongguang. The Yangzhou peace talks case was also regarded as a traitor who was blamed by the Donglin people. Both sides have lost influence. Shi Kefa knew the danger of this situation, but he was unable to change it!

Seeing the sun was west, all officials seemed to be trapped in the palace by scholars tonight. Finally, after a day of depressingness, Zuo Zhongyun Wangtu, who was close to neutral, made a sound. The old guy was almost eighty, stood up with a trembling old waist, held a tablet and knelt down.

"Your Majesty, the ancient saint said that the lord was worried about the humiliation of his ministers, and the lord was killed because the ministers were trapped in a dangerous place, which was unrighteous..."

"Mr. Wang, what do you mean is to send Mage and my official to those traitors?"

Ruan Dacheng immediately jumped up like a hot butt, and roared as if he wanted to bite people. This immediately attracted Ma Shiying to look over with murderous intent. However, Lao Wangtu was not angry at all, and even his emotions did not change. He shook his head slowly like an old turtle.

"Your Majesty, what the old minister means, since the scholars are besieging Lord Ma and Lord Ruan, then we will send the Han generals to send the two masters back to the mansion first. Without the target, these scholars will naturally disperse, and the siege of Your Majesty will be lifted. At that time, we can send the Ministry of Justice and Dali Temple to arrest the people who are the chief evil. What does your Majesty think?"

A pair of eyes gathered on Wang Tu in an instant, and Ruan Dacheng's heart couldn't help but skip a beat.

Donglin's killer move is here!

To put it nicely, protecting the two of them is actually just to transfer them away. The emperor was between their hostages by Donglin. At that time, if he had no one to argue, wouldn’t he be able to throw any crime or any dirty water on himself?

However, the target he solicited was not himself, but Emperor Hongguang Zhu Yousong. Even if he and Ma Shiying were autocratic, the emperor was still the one who ruled everything. At this time, Zhu Yousong was obviously already a frightened bird.

"Your Majesty, give me some more time, just a group of scholars! There is another half hour! In half an hour, I will be able to clear the riot!"

Finally, when he tried hard, Ruan Dacheng was sweating profusely and knelt on the ground and kowtowed heavily. However, Zhu Yousong obviously did not have the patience.

"I naturally don't doubt Ruan Shangshu's ability, but these scholars are also pillars of the country after all, and it is not appropriate to kill at any time. It's better to deal with it as Mr. Wang Tu said!"

Everyone can say beautiful words, but in terms of attitude, Zhu Yousong was already impatient. He didn't give Ruan Dacheng time to defend himself. He was already shouting outside the door: "Come here, please send Mr. Ma and Ruan Shangshu out of the palace. Be sure to take care of him. A hair is lost. I have to ask for your head!"

Now that things have come to this point, it is useless to resist. Following Ma Shiying, Ruan Dacheng had to kowtow to take the order.

"Thank you, my Majesty, for obeying the order!"

...........

There are no electric lights these days. At around five o'clock, the night in the Nanjing Palace was already bright. Behind him, more than 20 imperial guards were carefully protecting the left and right. While walking, Ruan Dacheng turned around and looked at the de Zheng Hall who had been sleepy for a day and had just been on the candle and the swaying lights. He gritted his teeth and suddenly untied the cloth bag hanging around his waist.

A large small box of soft-produced Chinese red in Dongjiang was revealed in front of the soldiers who gave each other. It was estimated that even Mao Jue did not expect how popular he brought this devil from later generations. The Nanjing Imperial Guard clearly squirmed his throat and asked with greed.

"Mr. Ruan, are you?"

"I'm not afraid of you all jokes. I'm just going to get addicted to smoking! Anyway, it's not too late to leave the palace. Come on, one bag for each person, how many, please help me find a secluded place?"

"Mr. Ruan!"

Ma Shiying was obviously anxious and shouted in dissatisfaction, but Ruan Dacheng quickly winked. The warm China at hand also aroused the smoking addiction. The two great generals in charge of sending each other discussed it slightly, and then nodded in approval.

"Please, two sirs!"

Because they had to go to the side door to avoid the scholars who besieged the main door, they provided convenience. There were many old and disrepaired palaces on the left and right of the dilapidated Nanjing Forbidden City. They didn't care about more cigarette butts. They casually found a side hall that had not been repaired. The imperial guards who gave each other were lit cigarettes at the door of the store, and gave the hall to two big figures. When they entered the hall, Ruan Dacheng really pulled out the fire sickle, lit one for himself in a clattering sound, and then handed one for Ma Shiying.

However, Ma Shiying stayed away from these things and pushed off the cigarette impatiently. He asked again in a hurry: "Mr. Ruan, you are anxious! You still have the intention to touch these toys Shang Zhi's things in this beard-blocking eye!"

"It's because one hundred thousand is in a hurry that you need to smoke a cigarette and calm down!"

He sucked in heavily, and then vomited like he was enjoying it. The light of the fireworks reflected Ruan Dacheng's fat face covered with oily sweat. He gently brushed the ashes with his fingers. He said in a hurry: "Brother Ma! Dayin from the Minister of War was secretly taken back to the mansion by my brother. When I returned to the mansion, I immediately planned an official defense. Brother, you will be troubled tonight. Go to Shitou City to find Liu Liangzuo to mobilize troops and enter the palace to clear the king's side!"

"Mr. Ruan, are you crazy? Is it going to rebel if I privately transfer troops to Beijing?"

"Master Ma, you, my fortune, my life and life are all in this line! Do you still not understand? Today, Zhang Pu's bastard gathered to make trouble, and the spearhead was pointing at you and me! Donglin's bastards are going to seize power!"

The cigarette butt was thrown halfway, lowering his voice, and Ruan Dacheng roared anxiously.

"Today, this game is set up to force you and me to the emperor. If I guess correctly, Qian Qianyi and those bastards have already started to force the palace! Now our advantage is only the Northern Mansion soldiers, who lead the troops back. With Qian Qianyi and Wang Duo, we still have a way to survive, otherwise, there will be a dead end, and it will be a disaster for the entire clan!!!"

When he was in charge of King Fu, Ma Shiying was quite decisive, but his biggest weakness was nostalgia. He was originally a politically biased towards Donglin, but he was falsely accused of corruption and was exiled to Guizhou in the internal struggles of Donglin. It was Ruan Dacheng who used silver to help him clear his relationship, so he came back from the exile.

If he was a mature politician, these grudges would be put aside for the time being and chose to cooperate with the most powerful Donglin Party to gain a foothold. However, before he could still stabilize himself, Ma Shiying impatiently pulled Ruan Dacheng back up. In history, the main contradiction between Ma Shiying and Donglin was also concentrated on the ups and downs of this eunuch party.

And he was not cruel enough! With the support of the four towns in Jiangbei in history, he even indulged many Donglin elders to climb to high positions, such as Jiang Yueguang and Gao Hongtu. If it weren't for the aggressive military advance of the Qing army, many Donglin elders fled with the title, it would be a question whether his assistant grand sage could sit firmly!

At this moment, his fatal weakness erupted. It was too difficult for him to raise the anti-bank against the dynasty he was loyal to! After he hesitating for a long time, he shook his head solemnly.

"It's not true! After all, you and I have no criminal complaints. Besides, the court is in trouble now, will Qian Qianyi and others really break up?"

"My Ma Yaocao! It's not a question of whether they dare to dare, they have already started to take action!"

Once again, he was so anxious that Ruan Dacheng shouted in a hurry, but at this moment, the great general at the door poked his head slightly: "Mr. Ruan, Lord Ma, it's getting late, please hurry!"

"I understand, I'll come after taking this sip!"

He agreed with a kind look, then wiped the sweat from his forehead. Ruan Dacheng shouted fiercely and urgently: "Remember, come back to the mansion and bring his family soldiers to the old brother immediately! The lives of you and my two mansions, plus dozens of colleagues, are all in Yaocao!"

Ma Shiying was silent.

After leaving the palace gate, before breaking up, Ruan Dacheng once again showed his eyes solemnly, watching Ma Shiying disappear into the night, and then he hurriedly returned to the imperial hall in Nanjing.

Nowadays, the Jiangnan family is so powerful that every family has private soldiers, and Ruan Dacheng is no exception. If he had been free in Nanjing for so many years as his eunuch party, he would have been killed by someone. He sent more than 100 servants and servants in the mansion and mobilized them all. Ruan Dacheng immediately hurriedly entered the study and quickly wrote out a transfer order to quell the rebellion of the Ministry of War. He abandoned all the long-winded quotations of scriptures and clasped them with a red seal on the Shangshu.

Holding this Guan Wen while blowing the ink dry, Ruan Dacheng was waiting for Ma Shiying's visit at the door of his house with anxiety. However, one incense stick was burned, three incense sticks were burned, and five incense sticks were burned, but he still didn't see Ma Shiying's tall and thin figure. Just as the sixth incense was about to be lit, Ruan Dacheng reached out to stop the slave. Then he stretched out his hand and threw the Guan Guard that had just been written into the brazier, and raised his head and sighed.

"Ma Yaocao misled me! Ma Yaocao misled himself!"

"Let the rooms be cleaned up with fine and soft, bring what you can, throw away what you can't, and take whatever your maids and servants want, and everyone will quit!"

He shouted at the top of his throat, Ruan Dacheng personally carried the torch into the study. In an instant, he wrote the three-fold play, and the flames soared into the sky. The servants and maids packed up their things, just like the end of the world. They turned around and ran away.

On this end, there was a pungent smell of burnt paper in the air. A burst of rapid footsteps had already been heard at the door of the mansion. Under the torch, Luo Zhen relied on his prosthetic limb and kicked open the door of the Ruan Mansion with a bang. However, in addition to the messy floor, there was only a chair at the door. On the chair, the jade belt of the Shangshu official uniform and the seal of the Shangshu Ministry of War were neatly stacked there.

"The old guy ran away quickly!"

He snorted coldly, and didn't even enter the mansion gate. Luo Zhen waved the torch again and shouted loudly: "Go to Liu Kongzhao, the mansion of Chengyi, don't let anyone go!"

After experiencing the hustle and bustle of the day, Yingtian City in the night seemed to be even more bloody and hidden murderous intent. In the streets and alleys, the guards with torches were shuttled through like fire dragons. The once glorious rich family members hit their rude and violently opened their holes.
Chapter completed!