"Mr. Wang, the game "Ming Dynasty" is rich in characters..."
"Sister, no further introduction is needed, I have been studying it for thirty years. I choose Li Zicheng!"
Lao Wang actually prefers to be Emperor Chongzhen. Regardless of the difficulty of his start, at least he can eat well, wear well, live well, and have fun.
However, Lao Wang did not have enough savings to become a ready-made emperor.
"Mr. Wang, are you sure you don't want to return to reality?"
"Won't come back!"
Lao Wang did painting in primary school, but went to the music conservatory. After graduation, he caught up with the current chaos, joined the army, and was captured. Later, he was dragged to Ceres to mine for more than thirty years.
Now Lao Wang is alone and has no worries.
He had made up his mind to enter the virtual world at the beginning, and now he finally saved enough money.
"Mr. Wang, we have prepared a variety of benefits for game characters..."
Plug-in is really a good thing!
The Speed Force, which gives players the speed of light, sells for 100,000 soft sister coins; 10 million taels of silver, sells for 10,000 soft sister coins; various high-quality crop seeds only cost 1,000 yuan per ton; 6-tube machine guns plus one
Ten thousand rounds of ammunition only cost one hundred yuan; detailed historical events cost one yuan...
There are also cheaper ones, such as a flintlock gun that only costs 50 cents.
"Who are you looking down on? I want to clear the level based on my ability, without any cheats!"
Lao Wang is upright and awe-inspiring.
The reality is that he is so short of money that he can't even spare a penny. He is jealous and can't afford anything.
Fortunately, the boss of the game company, Niu Daddy, is more generous and gives some free benefits to the poor players, just in case they don’t survive for three days after entering the game.
After all the procedures were completed, Lao Wang calmly lay down in the nutrition cabin and slowly closed his eyes.
"Da Ming, here I come!"
…
The seventh year of the Apocalypse (1627).
In August, the "Carpenter Emperor" Zhu Youxiao died of illness, and the sixteen-year-old Zhu Youjian became emperor.
This year, the disasters in northern Shaanxi have continued, and today it is extremely severe. The grain seedlings in Yan'an Prefecture have all dried up, and the people are scrambling to collect the grass in the mountains for food. When the grass is gone, they peel off the bark of the trees and eat...
In September, Wang Er, a farmer from Baishui County, gathered hundreds of people and invaded Chengxian County, kicking off the great peasant uprising in the late Ming Dynasty.1
In October, Gansu Fufu Shangshu: The two-thousand-mile-long border was owed more than 700,000 shi due to Beijing transportation, and it owed more than 950,000 silver. It begged to lend 100,000 silver to help.
The first year of Chongzhen.
March--
Shi Yong'an, the Governor-General of the Three Borders of Shaanxi Province, wrote: "...As a result, the army's salary arrears reached twenty-seven months. Thousands of miles of barren sand, tens of thousands of hungry soldiers were hungry and naked, and their bodies were not covered. The courts were full of complaints, which lingered.
.There are people who take off their clothes and shoes to get full easily, people who hold utensils and trade half a bunch of shit, people who hang themselves in a closed house without grazing horses (hanging themselves), people who can't endure hunger and have their hair cut off and go to the market, who complain about being hungry for a long time.
wine……"
April--
Shangshu, the governor of Yansui, said: The Yan army was short of pay, and some of the hungry army gathered people and abandoned their armor at the general's gate. Some of the horses in the camp were placed in the thoroughfare, saying that if they had not been given a bean or cud for many years, how could the poor army be fed?
May--
"...(Yan'an Ansai) cook someone's bones for salary, and cook someone's meat for food..."
July--
Wang Jiayin, a deserted soldier from the Dingbian camp in Shaanxi Province, gathered the hungry people to rebel; Zhang Cunmeng, who was not stained with mud, Xue Hongqi from a city, Wei Shouheng from the Five Tigers, Li Maochun, the black evil god, and others led a crowd to Luochuan to plunder the rich families' millet.
The Jimen garrison rebelled due to hunger and demanded pay; Liaodong's Ningyuan army marched to Sichuan, and the Huguang army made a noise in April due to lack of pay, and the 13th Battalion responded. Bi Zisu, the governor of Liaodong, and Zhu Mei, the commander-in-chief of Ningyuan, were captured by the rebels.
"Hit me down." Bi Zisu committed suicide in shame and anger.
October--
King Zijin Liang made his own use, Huntian Monkey Zhang Mengjin and others started in Yanchuan; Miao Mei and others started in Yichuan; King Chuang Gao Yingxiang started in Anhan; Cao Cao and Luo Rucai started in Yan'an; the Prime Minister of Han Dynasty started in Qingyang; King Daliang of Hanzhong conquered Lueyang...
December--
The army mutinied in Guyuan, Shaanxi and robbed the state treasury.2
In the second year of Chongzhen.
In February, Wusong's troops were in censure because they were short of pay; Zunhua's troops were in commotion because they were in arrears of pay.
In April, Zhou Dawang, an officer in Jiezhou (Longnan), led an uprising because he was owed pay.
In November, Huang Taiji's military governor broke through the border wall in three directions. The Ming army did not dare to block it, and the Jin soldiers advanced directly to the capital city. 3
In December, more than 8,000 officers and soldiers from Shanxi Province went to aid the capital. After arriving, they were stationed in three places in three days and could not get rations, so they dispersed and fled back to their hometown.
Chongzhen three years.
In the first month of the first month, more than 17,000 elite soldiers from each town on the three sides of Shaanxi entered the capital to defend the capital.
Halfway through the journey, several teams mutinied due to lack of food, clothing and pay. After reorganization, one group continued eastward to serve the king, and the other group was sent back to the garrison.
Ma Guangyu of the front army started an uprising on his way back; Zhang Xianzhong of the front army started an uprising after returning to Dingbian.
The world is in chaos, but the situation is great.
On February 2, "Li Zicheng" was reborn.
The night was very dark.
The cold wind is like a knife, using the earth as a chopping board and treating all living beings as fish and meat. 4
In Mizhi County, Yinchuan Station.
Twenty-five-year-old Li Zicheng "awakened".
He turned his head and looked at the postman who was working the night shift with him. Liu Fangliang was wrapped in a sheepskin coat and sitting on the fire bed, sleeping soundly.
Li Zicheng reached into his arms and took out a twelve-weight silver ingot.
This is the "starting capital" given to players by "The Ming Dynasty", which is better than nothing.
Li Zicheng looked at the money twice with interest, then put it into his waistband and put it away, then stood up gently.
Seeing that Liu Fangliang was motionless, he slowly walked to the corner and picked up a spear. The iron spearhead pointed at the palm of his hand and pierced it.
Safe and sound.
Li Zicheng pressed harder and poked a few more times. Although there was a little pain this time, the skin was still intact.
Invulnerable to all kinds of weapons and poisons!
This is the most important free benefit for fart-loving players in "The Ming Dynasty". Immortality is the way to go!
Li Zicheng put down his spear and breathed a sigh of relief.
Now that he has the golden finger, he will start a vigorous game of one hundred years.
A whole hundred years!
One hundred years is just the beginning...
"This time, let Batulu Chongzhen, the first slave builder, work for two more years, so he doesn't have to rush to the Crooked Neck Tree..."
"Train troops, burn glass, make cement... line up to be shot..."
Li Zicheng was sitting on the kang, thinking wildly, when a crisp sound of bells came from outside, rapidly coming from far to near.
As soon as he stood up, Liu Fangliang on the kang woke up at the same time, "Come to work?"
Li Zicheng opened the door before leaving, and a man carrying a spear and a baggage and ringing a bell ran close to him panting.
"Hey, Brother Zhang! Come in and have a rest." Li Zicheng took the baggage and greeted him warmly.
Liu Fangliang got off the kang with one leg, pulled up her trousers and tightened her coat, and took the initiative to ask for help, "Matou, let me go!"
Li Zicheng waved his hand, "You guard the door, I'll go."
Anyway, he will be laid off soon, so just play for a few days as a way to experience life.
Liu Fangliang still persisted, but Li Zicheng had already checked the baggage and carried it on his back.
There is a plywood inside the baggage to protect official documents. The official documents may be frontline military information, or they may be emergency edicts from the imperial court. Anyway, they have nothing to do with the postmen.
Li Zicheng glanced at the timer on the table and placed the incense, then wrote his name and time on Zhang Hong's Hijri calendar to sign for it.
After registering on the calendar at this station, he put away his Hijri calendar, took his spear, torch, and bell, went out, and ran straight to Shilipu outside the city.
Yinchuanyi works part-time as an express delivery shop. This kind of urgent mail does not require horses, but relies entirely on the legs of the delivery staff to deliver it.
Because horses are so precious and expensive, they will lose fat after running ten miles and cannot be fed for three to five days. Moreover, horses cannot run in the middle of the night or on rainy and snowy days.
In the past, the sun became slower, so did cars, horses, and mail...
In fact, the express delivery is not slow. One day and night pass one hundred quarters, and one delivery is made every three quarters, which means it has to travel three hundred miles day and night.
"But when an official document arrives at the store, it needs to be delivered immediately, regardless of the number of cents, no matter the day or night, the bell is rung and delivered... If the official document arrives but is not delivered immediately, and the person who waits for a long time and makes a mistake, he will be punished."
A delay of three quarters of an hour will result in twenty canes, and one cane for every three quarters of delay thereafter.
Li Zicheng was originally a good man, and he was very energetic after his first experience as a postman. He picked up the ditch and ran, arriving at Shilipu outside the city in a flash.
After handing over official duties and taking a short rest, he turned around and returned to the city in the dark.
Facing the cold wind and accompanied by the sizzling Wuding River that had just thawed, Li Zicheng hummed the songs of the postmen as he walked:
"A fat horse bleeds, a thin horse has fractures. Only when you go, go, go, will you know the horse power..."
Just as he was passing by a hill, Li Zicheng couldn't help but turn up the hill.
"What's the trick? There's something wrong with the game? It can't be possible?!"
Monk Li Zicheng was confused.
He forced himself to stand still and turned onto the official road again.
But after taking a few steps, he couldn't control his legs again. This time he went straight up the hill.
"What the hell!" Li Zicheng thumped his leg heavily.
Just as he was muttering, there was a rustling sound in the woods, and then a black shadow suddenly rushed towards him from the side.
"I x!"
Li Zicheng screamed miserably and was knocked two feet away.
The torches and spears were also thrown away. This chapter has been completed!
