"What I want?" Wang Zhilong glanced at Zhu Cixuan, and then said, "What I want from my teacher is peace in the world and the people are rich. We must protect our Han family's clothes!"

Zhu Cixuan looked at Wang Zhilong and was slightly silent before asking: "Master, the heads of dozens of people, including the Qing Dynasty's Tartar Huang Taiji, the Qing Dynasty Prince Beile, the Eight Banners Banners, and the Han officials' lackeys, were cut off by the master? The officials in the capital were also killed by the master, right?"

"Yes, it was my hand that I did!" Wang Zhilong, who nodded slightly, turned to look at Zhu Cixuan: "You guy must have guessed it long ago?"

Zhu Cixuan, who was unquestionable, said: "Master, I can understand that you killed the Qing Tartars and those traitors and lackeys. But why did you kill so many officials in the capital?"

"Why? What do you think?" Wang Zhilong asked back.

"The disciple doesn't understand very well, so he wants to ask for advice from his master," Zhu Cixuan bowed to Wang Zhilong for advice.

Wang Zhilong, who looked at him silent, said: "Missary, a country is in decline, just like a person is seriously ill. If you want to save him, you have to find the cause. What do you think is the disease of Daming?"

"The father is diligent and has not been slacking off for a day since he ascended the throne, but he still cannot save the decline of the court. The father has no fault, but his fault is in his ministers," said Zhu Cixuan.

"Your father may be diligent, but it does not mean that he is wise, nor does it mean that all his efforts and practices are correct," Wang Zhilong said: "The ministers may still have loyal people, but the country is so decayed that they are unable to save it. It is unimaginable that most of them only know the struggle between the party and the internal struggle. Such ministers are like rotten flesh. If they are not removed, how can the wounds be healed? Any king who has a devastated country is written as a fool in history, but the power of being a minister is unable to turn the tide. Isn't it impossible to be foolish?"

Wang Zhilong then asked, "Missary, I killed those officials. Have your father been furious?"

"At the beginning, the father was very angry, but later he seemed to be no longer angry. The father was determined to destroy the thieves, but the more he suppressed the thieves, the more powerful he became, the more he was. The father often said that those civil and military officials were useless and sometimes they wanted to kill them," Zhu Cixuan said.

"Murder is the solution to the problem, but it is not the solution to the problem completely, nor is it the best solution to the problem," Wang Zhilong shook his head and said, "If you want to govern the country and pacify the world, the key is to be able to use people. Killing people is just a helpless method. You must use loyal and capable officials, military generals who can win battles, and abandon those corrupt scholars who are boasting and only know how to fight in the private world."

Wang Zhilong turned and sighed lightly and continued, "If I don't kill those who are high-ranking but do nothing, but are still greedy for profit and forget about righteousness, how can real capable ministers and officials rise to power? In fact, what I did is not very helpful to the court. Because those self-pretentious scholars have controlled the channels for promotion of officials. Most of the officials are influenced by them and are incompatible with them, but the real capable ministers and officials are useless. In this way, how can the world not be confused?"

"Is there no one available in the court?" Zhu Cixuan couldn't help but frown and asked anxiously.

"Yes, of course there are! Now the Governor of Shaanxi, the Minister of War, Lord Lu Xiangsheng, and General Sun Chuanting, the Minister of War, are all famous generals who are good at leading troops and can win battles. What a pity! With those Donglin Party members, even if they have the means of fighting for years and lack of soldiers and food, even if they can defeat Li Zicheng in a shortage of time, it will be difficult to completely eliminate it," Wang Zhilong said and sighed.

Zhu Cixuan looked slightly moved: "Mr. Lu and General Sun? I have heard of them. It is said that they are very good at fighting and are one of the few generals in the court today. However, the father seemed to be not very satisfied with them. Especially General Sun, who was imprisoned in prison two years ago, and Lord Lu was dismissed from his post and was unemployed by his father because of his defeat. But now the thieves are in great power, so the father asked them to lead troops to fight the enemy again."

"I just remembered that I asked them to deal with Li Zicheng. It's too late, too late!" Wang Zhilong shook his head and said, "It's hard to cook without rice! The situation is different now than a few years ago. The court treasury is empty, and there is no food and salary, and how can I fight with elite soldiers? Four years ago, when I fought in Julu, Lord Lu was surrounded by the Qing army. Or did I rescue him when I came back from outside the pass."

Speaking of this, Wang Zhilong paused and said, "It's ridiculous! Such a good general is rejected and framed. Your father, regardless of priorities, will directly dismiss his position without asking any questions, and will let him be idle for two years. If not, how could Li Zicheng, who had already suffered a series of injuries, quickly rise up?"

"Master, do you think this time, Lord Lu and General Sun can't resist Li Zicheng?" Zhu Cixuan was a little embarrassed and speechless when he heard Wang Zhilong say this, and then he couldn't help asking.

Wang Zhilong shook his head: "It's too late! Li Zicheng's general situation has been achieved, and Lord Lu and General Sun can't stop it for long. And they are afraid that they will never retreat in this battle. Because they know your father's temperament very well. If you are defeated this time, even if you can go back alive, your father will kill them in anger. It's better to die in one battle, wrap your body around and be in the name of loyalty and righteousness!"

"No! They can't die!" Zhu Cixuan was anxious when he heard this: "Master, please go and save them!"

"They are determined to die, how can I save me?" Wang Zhilong shook his head: "If you really want to save them, unless it is..."

"Unless it is something? Master, you said! As long as you can save Lord Lu and General Sun, no matter what you want to do, I will try it," Zhu Cixuan asked hurriedly.

Wang Zhilong, who turned to look at Zhu Cilang, said seriously: "Unless you go in person, as the third prince, ask them to lead their troops to break through, and then go back to the capital to beg your father to spare them."

"This..." Zhu Cixuan was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect Wang Zhilong to let him do this, and he didn't know what to do for a moment.

"What? Do you dare not go to the northwest front line, or do you dare not plead for them with your father?" Wang Zhilong couldn't help but say when he saw Zhu Cixuan's stunned look.

Upon hearing this, Zhu Cixuan, who was shocked to come back to his senses, changed his face and gritted his teeth and bowed to Wang Zhilong, "Master, I am willing to go!"

"Okay, this is worthy of being my good disciple, and a descendant of the old Zhu family!" Wang Zhilong smiled and reached out to pat Zhu Cixuan on the shoulder and said, "I will accompany you to the northwest with you. This time, if Lord Lu and General Sun can survive, with them, the Ming Dynasty will have more hope. If you want to revive the Ming Dynasty, you must have such loyal ministers and generals who can fight well."

When he heard that Wang Zhilong was going with him, Zhu Cilang immediately smiled with relief and said, "That's great! I'll feel relieved if my master goes with me."

"Haha, boy, the master can only help you for a while, but he can't help you for the rest of his life! Remember, you have to grow up as soon as possible," Wang Zhilong said with a smile at Zhu Cixuan. This kid is still a child after all. But Wang Zhilong believes that he will grow up quickly. Once the world changes, he will become a banner of the Ming Dynasty, and he will have more hope to save the Ming Dynasty than the prince brother in the capital who has never taken the capital.

In October of the 16th year of Chongzhen, Li Zicheng conquered Tongguan, Lu Xiangsheng, and Sun Chuanting retreated to Weinan... The wheel of history will not change lanes easily because of the life and death of one or two people, but some influence is enough to change history...
Chapter completed!