As the saying goes: dragons give birth to dragons, phoenixes give birth to phoenixes, and rats give birth to holes. The ancients have always attached great importance to their origins for a long time, and it is not a sentence of "princes and princes will have a kind of Xiangning" to ignore personal origins.

Before the unification of Qin, the country was a game between nobles. It is difficult for a commoner without a good background to ascend to the stage of the country, let alone become a king.

After Chen Sheng and Wu Guang, everything has not changed much. It is nothing more than creating a birth or recognizing a background without a background, just like Li Shimin needs to recognize Lao Tzu as an ancestor.

Background, for the Chinese people, it really has a rare help. This can make your path to success more convenient.

"Old... Guojo... My lord, you just said... It's... What the? At this moment, Wang Jingzhong's face was full of disbelief, and he was so nervous that he asked a little nervously.

Not only Wang Jingzhong, but even Zhang Rui didn't expect Zhu Dachang to say this suddenly. At this moment, Zhang Rui was quietly watching Zhu Dachang from the side.

"I mean, I'm the seventeenth grandson of Emperor Ming Taizu. Please add it to me when I read the celebrant. Zhu Dachang no longer had any hesitation or fear, and said with a natural expression.

Zhu Dachang's voice was not loud, but for the officials who could hear Zhu Dachang's words standing in the front row, the shock brought by these words was no less than the feeling of experiencing a major earthquake.

"Master Guan, was it my auditory hallucination just now? Or did I hear something wrong? The old prince said that he was a descendant of the former Ming royal family? Shi Wanghao, the head of the household department in Nanjing, asked Guan Renli with a shocked face.

"Master Shi, I think you heard it right, and I heard it right. The old Guozhang said that he was the seventeenth grandson of Emperor Taizu of the Ming Dynasty. Guan Renli also couldn't believe it, turned his head to look at Shi Wanghao and replied.

After a moment of silence, there was a burst of ear-to-ear voices, and the news spread at once.

"If what the old man said is true, it would be great. If the King of Han is really the eighteenth grandson of the Emperor of the Former Ming Dynasty, then what reason do the sour Confucians, who have always looked down on the King of Han in the north, continue to hide in the Tartar court as officials. ”

"Beikong's gang of dogs don't keep slandering King Han as mud legs, and they are destined to be unable to do anything without a background. Now look at how those sour Confucians in the north can slander the King of Han. At this time, Chief of Staff Wang Kaiyuan was silently thinking about how to sit on the matter that King Han was a descendant of the former Ming royal family.

"Dad, what are you talking nonsense? How can we ordinary people be the heirs of the Ming Dynasty royal family? Hearing this, Zhu Yizhang couldn't bear to come forward and ask Zhu Dachang any longer.

"One chapter, Dad didn't talk nonsense. Our family is indeed a royal descendant of the former Ming Dynasty. Zhu Dachang looked at Zhu Yizhang who came up and said apologetically.

At this time, Zhu Dachang could completely understand Zhu Yizhang's impatience. That's right, his background as a descendant of the former Ming Emperor is indeed a help to Zhang Rui, but it may not be a good thing for his son, and under the operation of some purposeful people, it may also bring him death.

Anti-Qing and Ming, anti-Qing and Ming. This slogan has been shouted for hundreds of years, but there is really no one who can really do it.

Now Zhang Rui has laid down this half of the country with his own strength, but Zhang Rui is only a grandson after all, not a grandson of the royal family, and people who are interested know that Zhang Rui cannot mention anything to restore his vision, and he has not shouted slogans against the Qing Dynasty since the incident. What I'm most afraid of is that there are ignorant fools who still have to regain their sight, so what will happen to Zhu Yizhang?

The threat of imperial power has always been cruel, and Zhu Dachang has to be afraid.

If Zhu Dachang's family was originally a family of ordinary people, relying on the relationship between Zhu Yizhang and Zhang Rui's uncle, then Zhu Yizhang's future would be limitless. However, if Zhu Yizhang becomes the royal descendant of the former Ming Dynasty, then everything about him depends on Zhang Rui's bearing. This is why Zhu Dachang has been entangled and hesitant.

However, the world has been suffering for a long time.

Qing regarded the people as pigs and dogs, and Zhang Rui appeared as the hope that the vast majority of the people who were extremely dissatisfied with the Qing Dynasty could see. Therefore, Zhu Dachang would rather risk his life than speak out to help him. Whether it was to compensate his daughter for his hard work or to the people of the world. Zhu Dachang felt that he should not be so selfish.

At the same time, Zhu Dachang was also betting on Zhang Rui's character, he believed that the grandson he saw was a trace of kindness, and he would not treat his grandfather and uncle like this. After all, his own family is really no threat to him.

"You said that we are the descendants of the former Ming Dynasty, so which prince are we descended from?" Zhu Yizhang asked.

Yes, which prince's descendant? What Zhu Yizhang asked was very important, and everyone waited with bated breath for Zhu Dachang's answer.

At this time, the beating gongs and drums and the sound of suona also stopped.

A gentle breeze blew, and there was silence in front of the mausoleum. Everything seems to be not so important, and heaven and earth seem to be waiting for Zhu Dachang's reply.

"We are the descendants of Emperor Lie..."Zhu Dachang said softly.

"Emperor Lie? … Is it Emperor Chongzhen? Zhu Yizhang asked after thinking for a moment.

"Yes." Zhu Dachang replied with a natural nod.

"Impossible, everyone in the world knows that Emperor Chongzhen has no descendants left. Not to mention that the Manchu Qing Dynasty killed the crown prince and King Ding early in the morning, and even King Yong, who had been absconding until he was seventy-five years old, was searched out by Kangxi and beheaded by his whole family for public display. How can we be the descendants of Emperor Chongzhen? Zhu Yizhang asked unceremoniously.

"Uh-huh..."

Although many people didn't want to believe it, they had to nod their heads in agreement with Zhu Yizhang's words.

In the name of a fake prince, the Manchu Qing Dynasty killed the heirs of Emperor Chongzhen is a well-known thing.

"Old Guozhang, you say it's not good for you to make it up, you have to make it a descendant of Emperor Chongzhen. Even if you make up an unfamous prince, we can give you a round back! Wang Kaiyuan couldn't help but say regretfully.

"No, we are the crown prince Zhu Cihong, who was the descendant of the later Emperor Mourning." Zhu Dachang replied firmly.

"Dad, as I just said, Zhu Cihong asked Dolgon to kill him in the name of the fake prince as early as the pseudo-Qing Shunzhi. At that time, there were many officials in Beijing who knew Zhu Cihong, and they all knew that he was the real prince. So how can Zhu Cihong have any descendants handed down? Zhu Yizhang said.

yes, everybody knows that. Although everyone didn't say it, it was spread in private, and no one heard that Zhu Cihong had an heir. Even Zhu Cihong's crown princess, Concubine Ning, had Wu Sangui capture and sacrifice to Dolgon, and she died when she was nineteen years old.

So, where will Zhu Cihong have descendants to pass on?

The old man seems to be old, talking nonsense...

Well, it seems to be...

"No, you don't know, it's just because there are some things you don't know..."Zhu Dachang replied.