Wenchen and military generals can all be killed!

It's a pity that this truth was understood too late, if they hadn't misled the country, how could the Ming Dynasty be like this, how could it be like this!

Thinking that he had been deceived by them and even lost his ancestors, Chongzhen sighed again.

"Hey, it's too late to regret it......"

Wang Chengen said.

"Emperor, the thieves have entered the Great Interior, the Emperor can't delay any longer!"

Chongzhen sneered:

"Yes, we can't delay any longer, and if we delay any longer, we will be ashamed of our ancestors! I want to die by hanging! What is hateful is that I am not the king of the country, but the disaster of the country, and I will not be blind to death! ”

Thinking about it, he continued.

"I want to be martyred. But I want to ask this heaven, why did I lose the country, what kind of heavenly principle is this? Alas! What a heavenly principle this is! ”

What a heavenly principle!

I respect the Heavenly Ancestor, but in the end, I ended up in this field, is this the fate of the Heavenly Ancestor?

Wang Chengen advised:

"Your Majesty! The thieves have entered the imperial city, and the big event has gone, at this time, it is better to die as soon as possible, so as not to fall into the hands of the traitors and lose the ancestors. ”

Chongzhen, who was full of grief and anger, regained his composure and sneered:

"Don't worry, I won't fall into the hands of thieves!"

"The slave is worried about what to ......"

"You don't have to worry! I came here to die calmly, but there are some things that I have to confide in the sky! ”

"Emperor, the matter has come to this, it's all providence, please don't be too sad!"

Chongzhen suddenly beat his chest and cried bitterly:

"The emperor is above, am I mediocre, or absurd and drunk, or ignore the government? Am I weak and incompetent, ignorant and demented, or young and ignorant, and allowed traitors to mess with the government? Hasn't that day since I succeeded to the throne be devout and revered to heaven? Abide by the ancestral teachings? Energetic and diligent in political affairs? …… Firmament! O God! How unjust and ruthless are you? You treat me like this......"

At this moment, a somewhat dull spring thunder sounded in the air? When the wind and rain are still blowing with a little chill, blowing the treetops and whistling? This wind is the sound of the wind, and it is clearly the cry? It seems that there is a spirit in heaven and earth? Weep there for the death of his country! Cry for his martyrdom!

Yes, the sky has eyes, but Wenchen is greedy for money, and military generals are afraid of death? How can this country not die!

How can you not die?

"The thief has entered Ouchi? The emperor can't be delayed any longer! ”

He already understood that the emperor had decided to hang himself, and said:

"Emperor, since you have decided to hang yourself and die for the country, can you hang yourself in this pavilion?"

Chongzhen did not answer. At this moment, he looked due south from the highest place where he was standing, looking at the Fengxian Hall in the distance and the Taimiao Temple outside the city? His eyes were fixed on there. If you lose the country left by your ancestors, how can you hang yourself from the temples of your ancestors?

Let's change places!

Despite the pain of losing a country? It's painful, but Chongzhen's mind is not messed up? He suddenly thought about it, and even felt a sense of relief from the sea of suffering? Thinking about the 17 years of hard work for national affairs? Didn't get a break until today? You don't have to worry about going to Hades anymore.

He thought back to the throne he had inherited since he was seventeen years old, when it was already a mess of state collapse, and he struggled all these years, but only extended the Ming Dynasty for seventeen years, but he did not see the Zhongxing in his dreams. Thinking of the dream of dreaming at night for more than ten years, he wanted to become the "master of Zhongxing" of the Ming Dynasty, and now he has lost the country of his ancestors, he sighed and said:

"Seventeen years...... I never thought that everything would be empty in the end! ”

It seems that Chongzhen, who has just woken up from a big dream, no longer makes useless accusations, and no longer cries or sighs, and there is nothing left.

He took Wang Chengen away from the main peak of Coal Mountain and went down the mountain to the east. After two more pavilions and about three zhang away, the path down the mountain was broken. It was a mountain path that had fallen into disrepair, and he came to the bottom of a locust tree, where he could not see the Fengxian Hall or the Taimiao.

"Here it is!"

Chongzhen said a word, and then asked Wang Chengen to tie the cloth belt to the branch of the locust tree, and he commanded:

"Tie it to the south-facing branch!"

The southward branch is thicker, only more than one person high, and it is more convenient to hang oneself there, and there is no other meaning. But he and Wang Chengen both thought of Nanjing at the same time, and thought that Emperor Gao's filial piety tomb was in Nanjing. But no one spoke, so what face did they have to face their ancestors?

Shameless to face the ancestors!

Laughing miserably, Chongzhen sighed.

"The death of the country today is really the will of heaven, not my sin. Seventeen years of dismal operation, always want to ZTE. But the gas is exhausted, everything backfires, and there is no way to recover. Seventeen years of ZTE's wish is just a dream of Nanke! ”

Wang Chengen, who was very sad in his heart, did not make a sound, but just found a few stones from the wild grass to step on, tied the cloth belt to the branch of the acacia tree to the south for the emperor, and untied his waist belt, and tied another hanging rope on another tree next to him.

With these preparations ready, he bowed to the emperor and asked:

"What else does the emperor command?"

Chongzhen shook his head and laughed miserably:

"It's all right. The queen is waiting, it's time for me to go. ”

There was no fear of Death Chongyang, and there were no extra words to pour out, and he knew that the "thief soldiers" had already occupied the imperial city, and they would soon come to search for the coal mountain, and they could not delay any longer, if it fell into their hands, he would really be sorry for his ancestors.

Chongzhen, who looked calm, walked to the locust tree, held the tree, and climbed the brick pile on the foot. He pulled a cloth belt, felt very strong, and was about to hang himself, Wang Chengen cried:

"Emperor, let the slave and maid cut the emperor's hair!"

"Forget it, just put your hair on your face. I have no face to see my ancestors in the ground! ”

Chongzhen, who let his hair fall in front of him, thought about it and took out his pen again, and wrote on his robe with ink.

"In the seventeenth year since I ascended the throne, although I bowed down to the bandits, and the heavens were angry, all the ministers mistakenly obeyed, causing the rebels to approach the Jingshi. When I died, I saw my ancestors in the ground without a face, and I took off my crown and covered my face with my hair. Let the thief divide the corpse, and don't hurt a single person. ”

After writing this masterpiece, Chongzhen looked at the capital again and read in his heart, I hope that the thieves will not hurt one of my people, and not one of my people......

Then he put his head in the cloth belt, and then he grasped the cloth ring with both hands, and as soon as his feet fell to the brick pile, his body would fall, and all that was left to time was all he had to do.

When the emperor was about to hang himself, Wang Chengen, whose eyes were full of tears, kowtowed to the emperor.

"Emperor, please wait for a while, and let the slave and maid go with you!"

At this moment, the rain stopped and the wind stopped.

The birds do not chirp, and the branches do not move.

The coal mountain, as usual, was very quiet......