Sitting in front of the Golden Palace, two years passed year by year, and it was the turn of the world to celebrate the New Year, and it was the turn of the world to change the world...

Recently, there was a song circulating in Yanjing. Vendors and barrages, and children like to hum a few words. The story was just a little bit. The songs were widely spread, and no one pursued the government's money. Han officials were busy finding a way out, and Man officials were busy plundering money and running away. There was an atmosphere of heavy rain all over the city and wind roaming the building.

In the Military Affairs Office, Xianfeng sat in the upper head exhausted, and all the Manchu ministers below frowned and silently.

Xianfeng said: "I know that many of you have transferred your property to the Northeast. Do you really want to give up this great country? The late emperor was sobbing and his country was stable. How could it be passed to me and it turned into fragments. Now it is like a dog that has been driven out. Is this my fault?"

"I am aware of the crime!" The ministers all fell to the ground.

Xianfeng said self-deprecatingly: "When the Eight Banners entered the pass, the Han people said we were not educated, so we promoted etiquette. The Han people said we did not understand poetry and books, so we respected Confucius and Meng. Now, we lost our ancestor Wu Feng, so that the Eight Banners' powerhouses were defeated again and again. Now the short hair has reached Hebei. You descendants actually want to escape. Are you worthy of your ancestors?"

Su Shun glanced quietly at the left and right, and saw that they were all kneeling on the ground, closing their eyes and silently, feeling sad. He looked up and said to Xianfeng: "The emperor is wise, and the short-haired expedition will not last long. I ask the emperor to defend Yanjing and summon the troops who serve the kings in the world to relieve the danger."

Looking at Sushun's passionate look, Xianfeng was relieved and waited for a while. No one agreed. The heart that had just been raised fell to the bottom. Finally, he realized that these servants were determined to escape.

When Mu Yin saw a guard coming in at the door, he immediately glared at the guard and asked: "Didn't you tell me not to enter or exit? Why are you wandering outside the door?"

Ronglu knelt down on the ground and replied loudly: "Report to the emperor, Tianjin urgently report! I dare not be negligent, please atone for the emperor."

Xianfeng said: "Come on, you go down."

Sushun stood up, took the memorial, and presented it to Xianfeng on both hands.

Xianfeng looked at it briefly and was anxious and cursed: "Bastard! The general of Tianjin Town came to report. The rebels came to the sea to raid the Dagu Fort, and the defenders were completely wiped out. If Tianjin was surrounded by rebels today, what do you think?"

Su Shun was shocked and immediately replied: "Tianjin is less than 300 miles away from Yanjing. The army can reach Yanjing without three days. The emperor needs to take precautions."

Xianfeng nodded slowly, pondered for a moment, and said, "Order the guard camp to go to Tongzhou to garrison. As for Tianjin, it's fine, there are no reinforcements in Yanjing."

Ruihua was extremely scared and had no scruples in his heart. After the court was dispersed, he pretended to be sick. He secretly returned to the Northeast at night. Thinking of this, he felt relaxed. He said to Xianfeng: "Your Majesty, the thief attacked from all sides. It was clearly cutting off our retreat, and his intentions were ulterior motives."

Sushun's heart also sank to the bottom. The Qing Dynasty had no chance of victory, and the rebels surrounded Yanjing. How could the soldiers on the front line fight with peace of mind? Then the army collapsed and it was too late to regret it. He listened to waves of ministers persuading Xianfeng to escape, and he no longer opposed it.

Xianfeng had a gloomy face and did not answer.

Prince Zheng Ruihua reported in a low voice: "Your Majesty, it's either that slaves are incompetent, but that the Han people in the world rebelled together. Even the ministers in the court have two hearts. What about the people? Wherever the Han army goes, officials surrendered, and they said that they came to report that the governor of Shanxi had surrendered to the Han rebels Chen Yucheng, Taiyuan, Datong and other cities without fighting. After a while, our retreat will be blocked, and we can't retreat even if we want to retreat. The emperor thinks twice."

Xianfeng said angrily: "Surrender! Surrender! Surrender again! These bastards, the Qing Dynasty brought them well. Why did they surrender? When the Eight Banners entered the pass, they were their ancestors, and they surrendered. The Han people had no bones and were all unreliable."

Mu Yin and others were anxious. The war on the front line was not going well. The Han army was slowly approaching Yanjing. The vanguard was less than 200 miles away from Yanjing. Their purpose today was to persuade Xianfeng to abandon the city and escape to the northeast to continue to live a happy life. However, Xianfeng still wanted to stick to it.

Mu Yin glanced at Sushun and said to Xianfeng: "Your Majesty, think twice, the Qing Dynasty cannot be destroyed! If the main force of the Eight Banners is annihilated, what can we do if we escape to Fengtian? We will be captured by rebels. While the main force of the Eight Banners is still there, we will quickly retreat to the Northeast to recuperate. In less than a hundred years, we can restore the glory of our ancestors."

Ruihua echoed: "The emperor clearly observed that 300,000 people gathered in Yanjing. If he did not evacuate as soon as possible, he would be afraid that he would be killed by the Han people. This is to be ashamed of his ancestors and ancestors. I would like to ask the emperor to move to Fengtian."

Xianfeng still couldn't bear to let Yanjing go, his eyes were dull, and asked, "Do you just give Yanjing to the rebels? The northeast is not as prosperous as Yanjing, how can I live a comfortable life?"

When Mu Yin heard a family, he bewitched: "Of course, it's not so cheap to rebel. The emperor can order the royal family to stay. Not only Yanjing, but also Xi'an, Wuchang, Hunan, Kunming and other cities will be dispatched to manage the city. In this way, the rebel forces can be dragged into the pass and unable to attack the Northeast."

Xianfeng's eyes lit up. This was a good idea. In the past, he thought that he would lose his country if he abandoned the city and fled. He sent his ministers to stay, which could not only save his life, but also protect his country. If the Han army retreated, he could return to this flower world and continue to enjoy his happiness, with the best of both worlds!

Xianfeng stared at the ministers below. These were all first-rank officials, either princes or belles. Choosing to stay behind was the best candidate.

Sushun kowtowed to Xianfeng and replied, "I am willing to stay in Yanjing and live with the city! Please allow the emperor."

Xianfeng felt embarrassed. He valued Sushun very much. This person did not delay the political affairs. The difficulty was that he was loyal to him. Only Sushun was the most considerate of civil and military affairs in the court. Xianfeng really didn't want him to stay in Yanjing and died, so he gradually turned his attention to Ruihua.

Ruihua felt a little embarrassed. He had sent his family to Fengtian. Now Prince Zheng’s mansion is just an empty stance. Apart from a few servants, only one concubine left at home to serve him. He was relieved of loneliness at night. He would rather stay in Yanjing to die. His eyes rolled around, looked around, and said hurriedly: "Your Majesty, I think it's inappropriate!"

Xianfeng smiled for a moment, and when he thought of the national crisis, he felt sad again and asked, "Where is inappropriate?"

Ruihua said: "Sushun's qualifications are too shallow to convince the public. Yanjing is a capital, and the royal family should be sent to stay in the country, so that people can be convinced."

Xianfeng nodded pretending, looked at Prince Gong Yi inadvertently, and asked, "Who do you think is suitable?"

Ruihua's unique skill of flattery and slap in horses has reached the point of perfection. Xianfeng subconsciously looked at him and woke up and replied: "Prince Gong is the parent and child of the late emperor and the younger brother of the emperor. With Prince Gong here, he will be able to soothe people's hearts and make Yanjing guardians as solid as a soup."

At the moment of life and death, Prince Gong Yi's head was unprecedentedly clear. He didn't want to be a scapegoat in Xianfeng. It's easy to say elsewhere. The Han army's northern expedition that was thousands of miles away was aimed at Yanjing. There was a piece of dead land under his feet. Staying here would be like ten deaths without life.

Yi thought to himself: How can the emperor dispel his doubts?

Xianfeng was staring at Yi. Seeing his face unpredictable, he finally showed an excitement. Instead, he became suspicious. What if this little sixth son planned to usurp the throne? Youdao is that the king's flag changes on the city. I ran away. He defeated the rebels and rose and fell. What would the tribe members think?

Seeing that Xianfeng was silent for a long time, Su Shun looked up carefully and saw Xianfeng's face. He had an idea and said, "It's better to send Prince Gong to stay in Xi'an!"

Xianfeng praised that Xi'an was located on the border and was just right for the ambitious Yi, and immediately agreed.

The flattery hit the horse's legs! Ruihua was afraid that the emperor would take his anger and hurriedly said, "Prince Dunqin is the emperor's brother, but he was adopted by the old prince Miankai, and staying in Yanjing is the best candidate."

Xianfeng was not suspicious of this younger brother, just because Yi Qiong had been adopted by a side branch, and it was unreasonable to inherit the throne. Moreover, he had never been favored by the late emperor Daoguang and had no power in the court. This proposal was exactly the same as Xianfeng's intentions, and he happily agreed.

Next, everyone recommended Wuchang, Hunan, and Kunming left-behind envoys, all of whom were brothers of Xianfeng...)
Chapter completed!