April 25, 17th year of Chongzhen.

At this time, there was only one girl left by Chongzhen's side, and everyone else fled and died. The girl's name was Ma Miao, and she was Qin Liangyu's granddaughter.

Wang Chengen was covered in injuries, stumbled into the palace with a bloody embroidered spring knife, and shouted to Chongzhen: "Your Majesty, the thief has entered, go quickly..."

Chongzhen was frightened, he heard the killing sound outside the palace getting closer and closer, and sat on the dragon chair without moving.

Wang Chengen urged: "Your Majesty, let's go, it's too late to go." ”

Chongzhen suddenly said sharply: "Wang Chengen, I ordered you to give me a knife!" ”

Wang Chengen was shocked, he fell to his knees, and said with tears: "The emperor forgives his sins... The old slave couldn't do it. ”

Ma Mi watched and trembled, and she didn't dare to say anything.

Wang Chengen put away the knife and said to the horse: "Quick, take the emperor to the back, go quickly." ”

Ma Xiaoyu came back to her senses at this time, and hurriedly pulled Chongzhen and walked towards the back of the palace.

Walking out of the palace, it was dark all around, there were corpses everywhere, and the air was full of the smell of blood.

Ma Mi helped Chongzhen, and the three of them ran up the coal mountain panting.

Chongzhen sat on a big rock, leaning against a crooked-necked tree, looking at the sea of fire in the palace under the mountain, he couldn't help but become more and more desperate: The mountain under his feet is the ruins of the imperial city of Yuan Dadu, is it possible that I will be buried here today? That's it, if I don't run away, I'll die here.

"Sister-in-law, I'm thirsty, go find me some water."

Ma Mi touched the blood stains on her face, and she said obediently: "Oh, the slave maid will go now, the emperor will wait a moment." ”

Wang Jian is a college student who is about to graduate from a third-rate university in Nanjing, and as usual, he is running around looking for a job, and many of his resumes have been lost. I had just attended a job fair that day, and I passed by Purple Mountain on the way back to the dormitory by bus. The ghost sent the god to get out of the car, and wanted to go to the Ming Tomb to go around and relieve the distress of running into walls everywhere.

Along the winding path of the imperial tomb, you will come to the "Sifang Castle". It is said to be a city, but in fact it is four walls, and the roof of the building has been destroyed in the war of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom. Now there is only one "Monument of Divine Merit and Holy Virtue" left between heaven and earth. Wang Jian was looking at the inscription in a daze, and suddenly a lightning bolt struck the clear sky, and he was unconscious.

When Wang Jian woke up again, he was already on a barren mountain, and in a daze, he heard a girl crying beside him.

"Uh, where is this?" Wang Jian vaguely remembered that it seemed to have been struck by lightning, but his neck was red and painful. I looked around and was startled, only to see a crooked neck tree behind me being struck by lightning and smoking, but I was wearing a Ming Huang dragon robe, with hair to cover my face, and there was a suicide note written in blood next to it: "I have been on the throne for seventeen years, and the traitor is directly approaching the Beijing Division, although I am thin and virtuous, and the heavens are angry, causing the traitor to go straight to the Beijing Division, but all the ministers are mistakenly I am also killed, and I have no face to see the ancestors in the ground, so I go to the crown, cover the face with hair, let the thief split the corpse, and do not hurt the people." ”

Seeing that Wang Jian woke up, the girl cried out and threw herself into his arms: "Your Majesty, please... The slave maid originally intended to serve the emperor for a lifetime! You can go incognito, find a place where no one knows, please, don't look for death again. Woooooo

"God bless me! God bless me! An old man next to him also knelt around in surprise, crying while kneeling.

Wang Jian shook his dizzy head, and he didn't know whether he was stunned by being hacked or hanged and stunned by lack of oxygen, and he couldn't believe which one was real. It wasn't until Emperor Chongzhen's memories poured into his mind like a sea of water that he believed for sure--- I had crossed over!!

Wang Jian was stunned for a while, according to Chongzhen's memory, the girl who was crying in Wang Jian's arms was named Ma Miao, who was Qin Liangyu's granddaughter. It wasn't until Li Zicheng broke through Beijing that she entered the palace to find Chongzhen.

Wang Jian couldn't help but sigh at the impermanence of fate: This is the rhythm that wants to put me to death. Others crossed, either possessed by nobles or emperors, but I was better to cross over to a broken household. I'm embarrassed to say: I am not the king of the dead country, but the minister of the dead country. The king of the dead country was in power for three or five months, and his life was good for three or five years, and they shouted that the grievances were excusable, after all, he was in power for a short time, and he lacked the skills to return to heaven. You have been in power for 17 years, who is the one who is dead?

Wang Jian looked at the girl in her arms again, although she was overly sad and dusty, she couldn't hide her bright and moving face, there was a heroic spirit between her bright eyes and teeth, and her figure was also slender and well-proportioned.

"Uh, help me up."

Ma Concubines wiped away the tears on her face in Wang Jian's arms, "Oh, the emperor get up quickly, it's cold on the ground." After speaking, he got up and helped Wang Jian up.

Wang Jian stood up and found that his concubine was only a little shorter than him, you must know that according to the standards of later generations, Chongzhen is 1.75 meters tall.

"Wang Chengen, now that the Jingshi has been broken and there are rebels everywhere, it must be impossible to stay, but what is the best place to go?" In this troubled world where he was unfamiliar with life, even Wang Jian, a college student from a third-rate university, was at a loss for a while, so he had to imitate Chongzhen's tone to find out what he heard.

"Your Majesty, the old slave still has a few descendants outside Dong'an Gate, known as the Thirteen Taibao, all of whom are strong in martial arts, and can help His Majesty get out of the city." Wang Chengen calmed down his excitement and said.

"Your Majesty, the slave maid also has an uncle and brother stationed in Tianjin Sanwei, who must also be able to help us." She was afraid that Wang Jian would not be able to think of looking for death, so she hurriedly said.

When Wang Jian heard it, he felt that his life was saved, which was not bad: it seemed that Chongzhen was not a broken household. "Let's go, then." After saying that, he turned his head to look at the crooked-necked tree that almost killed him, stepped forward and kicked it, patted the dust on his body, and the three of them went down the mountain.

When he came to the foot of the mountain, Wang Chengen told Wang Jian to resign and contact the people of the East Factory, and made an appointment to meet in the corner tower of the East Gate in the evening.

Wang Jian found a dense forest and stripped off the dragon robe on his body, took off his shoes, rolled on the ground again, mixed up the soil, and dressed up a little, looking like a homeless person running around.

As soon as I entered the city, I didn't go far when I heard someone say, "Stop, what are you doing?!" ”

With a loud shout, five people who didn't know whether they were soldiers or people surrounded the two, saying that they were people, and the tone of the investigation and the appearance of patrolling the streets were like soldiers, saying that they were soldiers, they were wearing tattered clothes, and the armor on their bodies and the weapons in their hands were also varied.

Wang Jian suddenly tightened his mind: Isn't it, you can recognize this?!

"Who, what is this? How old is the little lady? ”

"The little lady is really handsome, does she have a husband's family? How about following your brothers? A few ruffian-looking people automatically ignored Wang Jian, and instead surrounded Ma Jian. It turned out that it wasn't him who was exposed, but Ma Miao! Although her tattered clothes cover her peerless face, those slender legs are like fireflies in the dark and white cranes in the flock, they are still so outstanding!

This Nima ancient people also like long legs!

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is my distant cousin. Now that there are many wars, we have come to the capital to join our relatives. Wang Jian saw that the situation was not right, and immediately replied.

"Go, go, go, what's the matter with you." The soldier who took the lead pulled him aside.

"Since you don't have a mother-in-law, then the master will help you find one." After the soldier finished speaking, he moved his hand and grabbed the woman's arm.

Wang Jian saw that she was surrounded by soldiers, and she was furious, knowing that no matter how much she hid, she couldn't hide from it, and she didn't care about the number of them, "I'll go to your immortals!" He lifted a kick at one of the ruffians who had his back to him, and the man stumbled twice and fell into a.

The other ruffians saw that the person who was still submissive to him just now actually dared to make the first move, and they were confused for a while.

Wang Jian naturally understands the truth of not doing anything, and making a deadly move if he does it, and before a soldier can react, he kicked him in the lower body fiercely, kicking him like a shrimp curled up and screaming "wow".

Wang Jian immediately grabbed Ma Miao's hand and said, "Run!! ”

But before he ran two steps, the ruffian who had been kicked over by Wang Jian rushed over with a sword, he staggered and dodged, and the other ruffian stabbed him in the head.

Although Wang Jian has also fought a lot, but after all, it was bare-handed, compared to this battle in which the sword light and sword shadow took people's heads in an instant, he was still a little worried in his heart, and he couldn't help but react much slower.

"Oh my god, I'm really going to die this time." Wang Jian lamented inwardly.

Between the lightning and flint, I saw that the horse next to her made her arm like a knife at the arm of the ruffian, only to hear the sound of "click" The bone suddenly broke, and the knife lost control and turned around in the air, she raised a foot and kicked on the hilt of the knife, and the knife flew like a sharp arrow to a ruffian who rushed next to him, nailing him to a tree. The movement is done in one go, and the killing is like a beautiful dance.

Wang Jian was stunned: obedient, such a fierce girl.

Ma was embarrassed by Wang Jian, and smiled at him shyly.

The remaining ruffian saw that in a moment his four companions were either dead or wounded, and turned his head and fled with a frightened scream.

"Stop him."

Ma Xiaomei immediately bent down and picked up a spear on the ground, and threw it at the fleeing ruffian, and the goods fell down in response to the sound of "poof".

Maybe it was because of the internal strife in the capital for a day, and it was commonplace to fight with each other, and this small-scale battle did not attract anyone's attention, Wang Jian quickly took Ma Miao's little hand and left this place of right and wrong.

Dongxing Lou in the east of the city, is the most famous restaurant in Beijing, it is said that the chef in charge of the spoon is the imperial chef of the palace, because of the war to hide here, after the city is broken, Li Zicheng also held a grand celebration banquet here, the owner of the restaurant will tie up with him, so do not dare to have soldiers to make trouble here, before the meal, the guests have been in an endless stream, there are those who take refuge, there are those who inquire about the news, and there are also those who ask for things to do things and invite them.

There were still more than two hours before the evening, Wang Jian took Concubines over for dinner, firstly, to inquire about the information, and secondly, Concubines just now gave him too much surprise, and he urgently needed to digest it.

The two of them sat by the window, and they didn't eat much, they were all obediently cooking for Wang Jianbu.

"Sister-in-law, who did you learn your martial arts from? Eh, it's the kind that jumps very high and has a lot of strength. After being hungry for a day, Wang Jian asked while eating.

"Ancestral." Ma Mi was very curious why he asked this, because in her opinion, people in the world knew martial arts as a matter of course as eating and sleeping.

"And who is your ancestor?"

"The ancestor of the slave maid was originally a toast in the northwest of Xiangchuan, and the slave maid learned the family heirloom since she was a child, and the 'wolf change'" replied while serving him vegetables.

"What kind of slave, when there are no outsiders, my name is Wang Jian, you call me Brother Jane, I call you Concubine, how about it?"

Ma Mi blushed for a while and didn't know how to respond, Wang Jian finally made her change her voice and call "Brother Jane" after a long time, and also knew that it was difficult to change her concept of male superiority and inferiority, so she could only be imperceptible and impatient, so she asked again: "What kind of wolf is that, is it very powerful?" ”

"Well, it's the Heavenly Wolf Change," Lady Wai corrected happily, "There are seven layers in total, and the highest can enter the realm of kings." ”

"So how many levels have you reached?" Wang Jian asked curiously.

"The slave is stupid, and I have only practiced to the fifth level," the concubine said embarrassedly. "The slave's uncle has practiced to the sixth layer, and the most powerful is the slave's grandmother, who has practiced to the seventh layer of the king's realm, and is the first person in my clan in the past hundred years."

"However, because of physical reasons, my grandmother has been recuperating in her hometown and rarely goes out of Sichuan. Otherwise, with her, she will not let the thieves break the city! She said indignantly.