No democratic revolution is smooth, even the bloodless British Glorious Revolution was also made after a cruel and bloody civil war, although Mao Jue is not a democratic revolution, but after all, he gave the people new rights, no longer the fish and meat that were played by a small number of politicians and doctors before, if you want to obtain these rights, you have to rely on yourself.

Mao Jue didn't give any promises, but only sent someone over to pass on the message: "If you think today's life is better than any time before Chongzhen, force him down!" ”

How is life now?

Of course!

Not to mention those small citizens who have obtained stable jobs in Mao Jue's free trade and their living standards have been greatly improved, even the wealthy businessmen and wealthy people in Beijing who were once rich and wealthy also have to be fair and straightforward.

Although there was not such a heavy business tax in the past, you have to be filial to this father-in-law, and you have to serve that big man. Spend more money in this area all year round than twice the tax, but now, go to the government for half of everything is a smile service, in the past, you were stuck for ten days and half a month, there is no matter that tens of thousands of taels of silver can not be done, and now it is also two or three days to try to solve, and what is more comfortable is to do business in foreign lands, in the past, I was worried about seeing everyone nodding and waisting, and now I can stand up my waist Lao Tzu is a bright man!

Just for this dignity! It's enough to boil the Enlightened Emperor!

I'm tired of shouting, change a shift and shout, the usually stingy owner boss, this time is also generous, anyway, the palace gate is open, canned food, steamed buns, porridge or something don't need money to send it in, so that the big guys can eat, one by one Jin Chamber of Commerce, Shaanxi Chamber of Commerce The big businessman also patted his chest and promised, the salary will be doubled, and the few days will be added to the day, everyone will boil it!

The bosses are like this, the workers naturally didn't say anything, and some people even ridiculed each other, you go back to do business first, Lao Tzu mentioned that you stay up, just remember the dragon court of the regent and his old man, just have a share of me!

In this kind of encouragement, the most long-lasting citizens of the Ming Dynasty surrounded the huge palace all day long, stunned and did not move.

In the evening, the first wave of attacks came, not with loud shouts and scolding, but with a foul smell.

More than 200,000 people eat and drink Lazar, the latter two are also a big problem, anyway, they are all here to break with your emperor, and everyone doesn't pay attention, so the palace is solved, and the breeze blows at night, and the taste is quite touching!

Almost didn't spit it out, and in the eyes of the poor acolyte, the enlightened emperor threw the book away angrily, and roared angrily: "Someone! Come! Dog minion! Come on! ”

"Your Majesty! The old slave is here, Your Majesty! ”

The bruise on his face did not subside, and the chief eunuch hurriedly ran in, knelt on the ground and kowtowed: "Your Majesty, please command!" ”

"Why does it smell like this!"

"Go back, go back to Your Majesty, those rough and unruly people outside, don't understand etiquette, just, just go out of courtesy, that's why it smells so bad!"

Seeing that the little emperor's face was ugly, the chief eunuch kowtowed a few times in a row: "Your Majesty, the old slave will send someone to reprimand them!" ”

also knew that he couldn't help him now, Zhu Cihong waved his hand irritably: "Burn incense!" Incense! ”

"The old slave is going!"

On the bronze incense table, the precious dipterocarp from Southeast Asia mixed with the smell of feces and urine, forming a strange smell, in short, it didn't smell too good, his face was gloomy, Zhu Cihong sat on his soft couch, holding the book without saying a word, and I didn't know if I could see the words of these sages.

The chief eunuch really spoke well, and after lighting the incense, he turned around and went out to carry a few little eunuchs, and sent them out to scold, but he was just beaten during the day, and the eunuchs weighed themselves much faster than the literati, and in the stunned gaze of the chief eunuch, several little eunuchs trembled and trembled to the bottom of the Chunfang corridor, and even looked back, and ran away.

Of course, this is just shouting.

The smell began to become stronger and stronger in the evening, and what made Zhu Cijiong even more upset was that bursts of crying began to spread one after another.

Mao Jue traveled through the previous era, Taizu had a trick to fight the world, the name is bitter and sweet, in fact, many of the current Jingshi people are relocated from other places, many people have experienced the famine and war in the Chongzhen years, and now it is rare to gather together, the big guys complain to each other, thinking about those deceased relatives, unconsciously, the crying is up.

And the crying also aroused hatred, often people crying and crying, and suddenly screaming and scolding the crazy ones who were about to break through to the outer palace, or stay in the outermost circle, Mao Jue specially arranged people to drag people back with fists.

But the most unbearable thing is Hou Fangyu, this military department is still the book, one of the four sons of the late Ming Dynasty, the talent is not at all faceless, this Li Xiangjun plays the piano and serves wine, and he actually sings about wine.

"Recalling the Chongzhen year, there are injuries everywhere! The people can't afford to live, and the bones are vast. The Son of Heaven raised the army, and the small people hid the rice. The hamster is as big as a pig, the people are thin and the bones are sticky, the Son of Heaven is especially dissatisfied, and the three taxes on Liao pay have risen! ”

"The front-line soldiers are fighting to the death in a sea of blood, and the Beijing division is urging like a meteor! With wolf fangs on his head and a gun, he wakes up in the wilderness in the morning! It's easy to catch a high king, and a piece of paper will return to the mountain."

This product is from Henan, and singing it is also a Henan Bangzi flavor, spicy to the Chongzhen Dynasty to the satire inside and out, this scolding father is more uncomfortable than scolding himself, this time, Zhu Cihong's body is not because of fear, but because of anger and trembled violently, suddenly, he was like Chongzhen back then, and suddenly took off the sword hanging on the wall, and the madman was about to rush out, and he roared angrily.

"Piff! Nonsense! I'll kill you! ”

"Your Majesty, calm down, Your Majesty!"

was so frightened that his head was sweating, and he knelt on the ground with a bang, and the head of the eunuch hugged his thigh violently, and the angry Zhu Cihong's sword slashed at his back.

"Get out of the way, dog minion, get out!"

Blood flowed down one by one, but even so, the eunuch leader did not let go.

In fact, I also know in my heart that rushing out now will definitely bring humiliation on myself and use force? One person spits and the whole army is wiped out, reasonable? In the Chongzhen period, these damn literati were so slippery that they could say that they were alive, once there was a confrontation, it was definitely what Hou Fangyu was most willing to see, but it was to weaken his face in vain, and after venting for a long time, Zhu Cihong finally sat back on the ground in despair, threw his sword aside, and buried his head under the quilt.

Seeing such a powerless and incompetent emperor, Yao Shiyan's pupils couldn't help but flash a wave of helplessness.

This night, Zhu Cihong had a very difficult time to fall asleep

It was only early in the morning the next day, and the noise woke up the last emperor of heaven, and he was about to get angry, but he immediately remembered what happened yesterday, and Zhu Cihong smashed his fist on the couch very weakly.

"I'm hungry, eat! What about Lord Yao? This time, I will give him a royal banquet, so he doesn't have to go out of the palace, and he will eat with me! ”

With a pair of black eyes and disheveled clothes, Zhu Cihong got up with difficulty, and shouted a few words in a row, and the eunuch leader ran back hurriedly with a black face: "Your Majesty, Lord Yao said that he was going out of the palace, and then the small table watched him run along the crowd!" ”

"What !!"

In an instant, the enlightened emperor was stunned, on weekdays, Cheng Tian's father is the son, the husband is the wife, and the king is the minister, but he is the happiest to shout about these literati, and he was also named the golden rule by Zhu Cihong, who was born in Confucian orthodox education, but in the end, he was betrayed by these bastard literati again.

No wonder before his father died, he shouted that Wenchen should be killed!

"Bastard thing!"

With a bang, I don't know where Zhu Cihong, a weak scholar, got such great strength, and the sharp Shang Fang sword directly slashed the table in two, so frightened that the eunuch leader knelt on the ground again.

"Your Majesty is angry!"

"The old slave immediately went to invite Jiang Guangxiao and Lord Feng Lijun to come?"

"No need, raccoon dog!"

The betrayal made Zhu Cihong have no trust in the royalist doctor who has always secretly supported him, and even took it, and even hated the previous servant Zheng Man, saying that he would be an abandoned son and protect himself, but if he hadn't made a lot of trouble in the city, how could there be today?

Sitting on the ground, he picked up the Analects, and flipped through the two pages irritably, but this time, the big truth above was reflected in Zhu Cihong's pupils, and there was no trace of persuasion, and what he saw seemed to be only a red lie.

With a bang, he tore the book of sages in two and threw it on the ground

I can't even read anymore, and the rest of the time has become more difficult for Zhu Cihong, and even a few times, he can't help but go out with his sword and come to a burst of killing and slashing, even if he dies, he won't let Mao Jue get his wish, but what makes him even more unbearable is that he can't control his betrayal and fatal loneliness.

Before the civil riot, his East Palace lecturer plus the palace maid and eunuch, as well as one hundred and fifty people, fled more than 70 on the first day, and then fled one after another, so that the Spring Fang, which was originally surrounded by the crowd and seemed to be a little tight, also became deserted.

Finally, the sun set again one day, and in the slanting sun, those riotous citizens didn't bother to scold, and occasionally sprayed a shameless faint king, just around like that, but the shouting and scolding of the eunuch leader rang out.

"Do you dogs still have a conscience? All for our family to come back! Come back! ”

It was the last three little eunuchs, who had just snatched the candlestick he had lit incense in front of Zhu Cihong, but he didn't have the heart to investigate it now, so he sat on the bed in a daze with his legs in his arms.

Dizzy, I don't know how long I fell asleep, woke up again, Zhu Cijiong shouted habitually, but there was always a response, but this time, there was not even an answer, the entire Chunfang was empty, and he was stunned for a few seconds, and the enlightened emperor who was completely panicked was like a madman, rummaging through the boxes and cabinets in the entire Chunfang.

"Give it all to me!"

"I am the Emperor! It's the Son of Heaven, I command you to come out! ”

"Anyone can do it, come out! As long as someone comes, I will crown him king! ”

"Someone's coming!"

In the indiscriminate destruction, the entire Chunfang was as if it had been blown by a tornado, but it was like this, the little eunuchs and palace maids who were trembling and disposing of at will on weekdays did not respond at will, and their hearts completely collapsed, Zhu Cihong knelt on the ground violently and cried at the sky.

But at this moment, an old voice came into his ears like a fairy sound.

"Your Majesty!"

Putting down the heavy bucket and wiping the sweat from his head, the old eunuch said with a sad smile: "No, is the little stool running!" The old slave went to Jingqing Palace to fetch water, Your Majesty forgives the sin! ”

"Otomo !!"

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