This is a Guandi temple.

The temple has long been dilapidated, and the main structure only leaves the Yimen and the main hall.

Part of the walls of the main hall had also collapsed, but it was still a place to stay on this warm and cold March night.

In the hall, a young man dressed in a lake-blue Confucian shirt was leaning against a fire to keep warm, the firewood crackling and his face was clearly visible by the firelight.

Although his face was a little pale and a little dish-colored, he couldn't hide the perseverance in his eyes.

"Master, it's already the third watch, you can rest quickly, you have to hurry tomorrow morning......"

A shrill voice rang out, and the tone was full of sorrow.

"Liu Banban, how far is it from Huai'an Mansion City now?"

"If you go back to the master, it is estimated that there are still two hundred miles away, and it will take at least three days to arrive."

Young Lang Jun closed his eyes and began to think about his next step.

Now Jiangbei is under the control of the Ming army, as long as you arrive in Huai'an, you can call the official army to escort to Yangzhou. When you arrive in Yangzhou, you can cross the river in a day or two to reach Yingtianfu in Nanjing.

His mood calmed down a little, he opened his eyes and said in a harmonious voice: "Liu Banban, you go and talk to Han Guard, and set off tomorrow morning." ”

"So early?"

That Liu Banban was shocked, his lips opened and he wanted to say something, but when he saw the young Langjun's eyes were resolute, he swallowed the words that came to his mouth again.

"The slave obeys."

Seeing Liu Banban get up and go, the young Lang Jun breathed a long sigh of relief.

These days, he has been incognito, sleeping in the open and sleeping only feeling tired, if it weren't for the glimmer of hope in the south, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to hold on.

His identity is indescribably expensive, that is, Zhu Cihong, the crown prince of Huangming. To be precise, it is not true, because his soul comes from the afterlife, and it was only at the end of February of the seventeenth year of Chongzhen that he was attached to the body of the crown prince of the Ming Dynasty. In his previous life, he was a university history professor, and he happened to be responsible for teaching the history of the late Ming Dynasty and the Southern Ming Dynasty.

Although he is also dressed as a prince, the timing of the crossing is really not very good.

It is now March of the seventeenth year of Chongzhen, and the thief Li Zicheng is in Shenjing City. In the original history, on March 19, Li Zicheng conquered Jingshi, and Emperor Chongzhen self-hanged coal mountain. It is now March 29, and Li Zicheng estimates that the city has been broken.

Of course, Zhu Cihong could not get accurate information, and now that the news of the war is in chaos, the ministers of Nanjing, who were in the original history, only learned of the fall of Shenjing after mid-April.

Now it seems that the trend of history has not changed greatly because of his arrival, the only change is that he was ordered by Emperor Chongzhen to go to Nanjing to supervise the country, and escaped before the outer city of Beijing was breached.

Zhu Cihong escaped from Beijing on 16 March, accompanied only by a eunuch and a dozen or so guards.

The eunuch's name is Liu Chuanzong, and he is Zhu Cihong's personal attendant, and he is very loyal and reliable. The head of the guard is called Zhao Xin, and he is also an old man among the guards in the East Palace.

Zhu Cihong still believed in them.

Zhu Cihong and his entourage first rode from Beijing to Tianjinwei, and then took a boat from Jinmen to Haizhou by sea. It took three days from Beijing to Tianjin, and nine days from Tianjin to Haizhou. After arriving in Haizhou, Zhu Cihong and his entourage abandoned the boat and rode horses, all the way to Huai'an Mansion.

They rode fast horses, and they could run seventy or eighty miles a day, and it was estimated that they would be able to reach Huai'an Mansion in three days. As long as he arrived in Huai'an City, the area actually controlled by the Ming army, Zhu Cihong's safety would be basically guaranteed. He knew that the ministers of Nanjing supported King Fu as the supervisor of the country on the third day of the fifth month, and that the official title of Emperor Zhu Yousong was on May 15.

Now it is only March 29, if it goes well, it will reach Nanjing within ten days, and Zhu Cihong will not fall into the whirlpool of the struggle for the throne.

Zhu Cihong was a professor of history in his previous life, and of course he knew that a large part of the chaos in the Southern Ming Dynasty was due to the fact that the military generals fought for the merits of the decision, which led to the expansion of the military generals and the enlargement of the feudal town.

If Zhu Cihong, the prince of the main palace, can come to Nanjing to inherit the imperial rule, then the situation will be much better.

Of course, having soldiers in hand is the most important thing. Zhu Cihong naturally wouldn't count on Gao Jie and Liu Zeqing, and Nanjing Jingying couldn't rely on it. The three major camps in Shenjing have all eroded into that appearance, not to mention the Nanjing Jingying?

What Zhu Cihong wanted to do was to train and form a new army and firmly control the military power in his own hands. However, these are all things he needs to do after he arrives in Nanjing to inherit the imperial rule, and now he needs to consider how to arrive in Nanjing safely.

Zhu Cihong inherited all the memories of this body, and it is impossible for him to be completely emotionless for his father in this life. In fact, in Zhu Cihong's memory, Emperor Chongzhen was a very emotional person, and he could even be described as a loving father.

said that this time the thieves besieged Beijing, and Emperor Chongzhen called Zhu Cihong to his side and instructed him to take more than a dozen henchmen to break out of the city and go to Nanjing to supervise the country.

Emperor Chongzhen himself, the empress, King Yong, and King Ding all stayed in Jingshi to create conditions for Zhu Cihong to break through.

After all, at that time, the Jingshi was already in danger, and the more people who broke through, the lower the probability of success. If the emperor wants to leave, there are hundreds of people in his entourage, and the target is so big, the possibility of being discovered and intercepted by the rebels will greatly increase.

From that moment on, Zhu Cihong made up his mind to avenge Emperor Chongzhen. Rao is recovering the Ming Dynasty is a heavy burden, and he has to carry it alone.

Zhu Cihong sighed and closed his eyes again.

He's so tired, I'm afraid he'll be able to sleep for two more hours tonight, right?

Nothing was said all night.

The next day, Zhu Cihong was awakened by the chamberlain Liu Chuanzong.

It was still a little dark, and Zhu Cihong was also sleepy. But he knew he had to hurry. If you want to reach Huai'an Mansion within three days, you have to ride a horse for seventy or eighty miles every day, which is a big challenge for Zhu Cihong's pampered body.

There was not even a well in this Guandi Temple, and Zhu Cihong didn't care about a lot of embarrassment and wiped his face, so he turned over and got on the horse under the service of Zhao Xin and Liu Chuanzong.

After the two served Zhu Cihong on the horse, they also turned on the horse, and a group of more than ten people beat the horse and went all the way to the south.

The road from Haizhou to Huai'an is not bad, but due to the countless thieves and bandits that have risen in this area in recent years, most of the merchants do not come here.

Without caravans, the official road would be much more deserted.

The sky gradually brightened, and Zhu Cihong found that more and more groups of displaced people had gathered on the official road, most of whom had fled to Huai'an from the direction of Haizhou.

Most of these homeless people are dozens of people, walking sparsely, all ragged and dish-colored. Their eyes were hollow, and some of them even had red faces and puffy cheeks.

Zhu Cihong knew that this was a manifestation of eating people, so he didn't dare to be careless, and ordered everyone not to delay and hurry up.

At the end of the Ming Dynasty, eating people was nothing at all, the homeless people were very hungry, not only eating the dead but also eating the living, the first to eat were women and children, and after the women and children finished eating, they ate the weak.

Zhu Cihong and his entourage all have horses to ride, and they carry dry food on horseback, which is a pot of braised pork in the eyes of the homeless.

It is not a good thing to be targeted by these displaced people.

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