The Qianqing Palace fell into silence. The sun had set and the room was dark. Both father and son were silent. Neither of them had the intention to call the palace servants to light candles. They just let the darkness of the night swallow them up.
After a long time, Zhu Su, who was in agitated mood, said leisurely: "Poor Chongzhen, if he had been born in a peaceful time, he might have been a conservative king."
"In the seventh year of the Apocalypse, Chongzhen's imperial brother who had been hiding in the palace and working as a carpenter for seven years passed away, leaving the broken world in the hands of Chongzhen, who was only sixteen years old."
"In November of that year, Chongzhen executed the eunuch Wei Zhongxian, uprooted the eunuch party, and appointed members of the Donglin party who were famous for their "loyalty" and "virtue". The Ming Dynasty, which had been decadent for decades, actually had a hint of ZTE. meteorological."
"At that time, all the people in the capital applauded and celebrated that the Ming Dynasty had finally ushered in a young wise king, a new master of ZTE."
"It's impossible to imagine, haha." Zhu Su's voice was extremely sarcastic. "The words 'loyalty' and 'virtue' are just another group of useless and shameless people."
"'On weekdays, they put their hands down and talk about their feelings, and when they are in danger, they die to repay the king'. They have gained a reputation in later generations, but the Ming Dynasty has completely sunk in the so-called 'all the righteousness and prosperity of the dynasty'."
"Say." Lao Zhu's voice had no fluctuation, "Here, keep talking."
"...It was night on March 18, the seventeenth year of Chongzhen. As the last emperor of the Ming Dynasty, Chongzhen knew that he had no way to recover."
"He arranged for the three princes to escape from the capital, then returned to the harem, ordered the queen and concubines to hang themselves, and drew his sword to kill his own concubines."
"It's getting late. You should step aside first."
"Your Majesty?" Erhu looked at him worriedly.
"However, after waiting for a whole day, no one came into the palace to meet the saint..."
"Even his two most beloved daughters, he endured the pain..."
"There was a leader of the Donglin Party named Qian Qianyi. Hearing the news of Guo Pojun's death, his concubine was so sad that she persuaded him to join him in drowning and die for the country."
The thief was able to extract 70 million taels, but the emperor was so embarrassed that he only raised 120,000 taels?
Is this sending beggars away?
None of these ministers in the court have read the books of sages and are full of benevolence, justice and morality.
"...Lao Wu." After a long time, Lao Zhu finally calmed down his thoughts.
Lao Zhu was so angry that he laughed, the veins on his forehead throbbed, and blood even penetrated his pupils.
Qian Qianyi's shamelessness became the last straw that broke Lao Zhu's reason.
Those are my descendants!
Ming Taizu, who ruled the country and swallowed up thousands of miles like a tiger, now seemed to have aged dozens of years.
"When the Jurchens in Jianzhou invaded the Central Plains, they issued a 'hair-shaving order', requiring all Han people to shave their hair into rat tails. They also declared, 'Leave your head without leaving your hair, and leave your hair without leaving your head.'"
"We are tired. We need to take a good rest."
"How dare those rebellious officials and traitors insult our descendants like this!"
"This guy actually took the lead in responding. He directly ignored the sage's instruction that 'the hair and skin of the body are influenced by the parents' and shaved his hair into an extremely ugly rat tail!"
"Say, keep talking." He stared at Zhu Su in the darkness.
A cold light flashed, and the hard and thick golden nanmu imperial table was split into two pieces!
"His Majesty?"
"What!" Lao Zhu couldn't believe it.
There is not even a single loyal and good person left in the imperial court.
"The ending is a rope...ah, the ending is a rope..." Lao Zhu finally understood the meaning of the ending. He gritted his teeth and his voice sounded like it came from the Nine Nether Hell.
Zhu Su exhaled a breath and continued: "The next day, March 19, the seventeenth year of Chongzhen, everyone in the palace had dispersed. Chongzhen personally went to the front hall to ring the bell, and sat on the hall to wait for the officials to enter the court."
Even before he died, he was still worried about whether the bandits would anger the people!
"We...we don't blame you. You must have done your best. If you want to blame, blame those traitors, corrupt officials, rebels, and Tartars!"
"When this guy got to the river, he was actually scared! He said that the water was too cold and he didn't dare to die."
"...Yes." Zhu Su nodded.
Lao Zhu gritted his teeth and paced back and forth anxiously in the Qianqing Palace.
"No!" Zhu Su also gritted his teeth with hatred. "Back then, the national treasury was poor and the imperial court could not pay military salaries. In desperation, Chongzhen had no choice but to lower his face and raise money from the ministers. After much effort, he raised 120,000 taels of silver. .”
Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't help but stood up, his eyes full of regret.
"Remember, what you said to us today is not allowed to be said outside." Lao Zhu said.
"When his concubine questioned him, he was shameless and said that he shaved his head because of his 'itchy scalp'!"
"Lao Wu." Lao Zhu spoke again.
The gate of Qianqing Palace was suddenly pushed open. Erhu and a group of soldiers rushed in with long swords on their waists and torches in their hands.
"...At that time, Li Zicheng had already invaded the imperial city. Emperor Chongzhen took the eunuch Wang Chengen and hanged himself in Meishan."
It's so...so...
Seeing that Lao Zhu was still lost in thought, Zhu Su bowed and quietly retreated to the palace gate.
Your Majesty, your Majesty, clearly calls out traitors...
"There's something even more shameless." Zhu Su snorted.
He couldn't help but regret a little. When he mentioned the chaos at the end of the Ming Dynasty, he inevitably got a little excited, and it seemed that Lao Zhu was irritated.
"Huh? I'm here."
"Let him even die with resentment!"
"In the future, this guy will even become the Minister of Rites in the Tartar court!"
"Shameless traitor!"
"One of them is only fifteen years old, the other is only six years old..."
"Die to us!!!"
"'Let the thieves split my corpse without harming the common people...one person'..."
"'However, all the ministers have misunderstood me. I died without a face to see my ancestors. I took off my crown and covered my face with my hair.'"
"..." Lao Zhu's eyes froze. The emperor personally rang the bell, but no one came to court...
Zhu Su said with hatred.
"He...he said that?"
"Keep talking." He said coldly. There was an uncontrollable evil tone in his voice.
After seeing that there was no one else in the palace, only His Majesty and the fifth prince who were still angry, and the table that was split in two, Erhu was stunned.
Where are the rebels?
"Step back..." Lao Zhu stared at the desk that was split into two halves. After all, the desk was not Qian Qianyi's. He was holding a sword in his hand, and he felt that his breath was not getting rid of, and his chest was severely blocked.
Zhu Su turned his head and couldn't speak any more. Lao Zhu's body shuddered in the darkness, and two lines of bright tears flowed down from Emperor Hongwu's eyes.
"...Yes." Zhu Su glanced at Cheap Daddy worriedly and bowed in response.
Zhu Su said slowly, the edict of the last emperor of the Ming Empire was like thunder, exploding in the ears of Ming Taizu Zhu Yuanzhang.
"...Yes." Zhu Su nodded. He still knew the importance. Naturally, he would not talk nonsense outside.
"Haha, 'the water is too cold', 'the scalp is itchy'... Wow, Wow..."
He staggered and walked to the sword stand. Suddenly he let out a cry and pulled out the sword that had followed him to conquer the world and killed countless thieves, bandits and Tartars.
"...Before he died, Emperor Chongzhen left his last edict." Zhu Su continued.
"As a high official of the imperial court and the leader of the Donglin Party, he usually calls himself a moral gentleman, but he is so shameless!"
"Good boy... This is a good boy!" Zhu Yuanzhang's tears finally flowed down uncontrollably. He seemed to have seen a young man wearing a dragon robe, in the ruins, with a face full of shame, kneeling and praying.
Forgiveness from his ancestor.
"But after Li Zicheng entered Beijing, he actually seized 70 million carts of silver in the capital! Most of them came from officials from the DPRK and China!"
"Let's say, retreat!" Lao Zhu roared angrily. Erhu was so frightened that he quickly retreated with his guards in despair.
"'I am a cold virtue, but I bow to you, and I am responsible for heaven's fault.'"
"Go. Close the door. Let's take a rest." Lao Zhu waved his hand and ignored the mess on the ground. He slowly turned around with his sword in hand and sat on the Grand Master's chair in the middle.
Zhu Su nodded again, walked backwards to the door, and closed the door gently.
The last thing I saw through the crack in the door was the eyes of Emperor Hongwu who wanted to choose and devour others.
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