With the strong backing of the industrial park and the knowledge of more than 300 years ahead, Zhang Zhen is not afraid of troubled times, even if he can't be famous all over the world, there is no pressure to be a rich man in a corner of peace.

The key is Chongzhen, Zhang Zhen's memory of him in his impression is that this guy has been in power for more than ten years and has changed fifty prime ministers and prime ministers, and King Li Zicheng has escaped death many times, in the final analysis, this Emperor Chongzhen is suspicious, and every time King Chongzhen is in a desperate situation, he changes generals, and finally commits suicide by King Chuang's coal mountain in the capital, and he can't complain about others.

Such an emperor can be called a model of suspicion, and he only worked for him when he was brainless.

As for Li Zicheng, the king of Chuang, he raised the banner of 'Juntian is exempt from taxation', and the people shouted 'Welcome to the king, no food!' 'Responding to the soldiers, day and night, calling for millions, such a good situation, as a result, was beaten into a dog by the Ming army many times, and even broke through with only one or twenty people.

Now that he has become a contemporary, Zhang Zhen really has deep doubts about this Chuang Wang, if you count his own industrial park, this Chuang Wang is not as good as himself.

As for Huang Taiji, thinking of this character, Zhang Zhen can't help but think of the Opium War, the Eight-Nation Alliance, etc., it is the life and death entanglement of the first two characters that Huang Taiji can take advantage of the situation to sweep the Central Plains with the Eight Banners.

There are also figures such as Kangxi among the descendants of Huang Taiji, the key is that the longest-reigning Kangxi Emperor in history defeated Lao Maozi in the north three times, what is the result? The victor was really generous, ceding land to the loser and setting aside more than 1.4 million square kilometers of land, about the size of eight Dongshan provinces.

In the face of such a result, Lao Maozi will not fight unless he is stupid, and he will fight three times in a row, if there is no such thing as cutting land, Emperor Kangxi will beat Lao Maozi and be disabled, who knows that the Eight-Nation Alliance in later generations cannot become a Seven-Nation Alliance?

Although the people of later generations did not know the situation at that time, maybe the transportation was inconvenient and difficult to manage, maybe it was too barren and worthless or anything, but the area of these eight Zhang Zhen's hometown provinces really made Zhang Zhen feel painful.

Perhaps from the beginning of the agricultural country being ruled by nomads, from the beginning of the isolation of the country, this kind of regression is doomed to Kangxi's land cession, the Opium War, and the Eight-Nation Alliance.

This also shows that the sentence on the Internet, 'Wear clear and do not rebel, chrysanthemum set electric drill' is not for nothing.

Zhang Zhen also paid attention to the initiator of the Opium War, the infamous East India Company, and knew that this company was founded in 1606 and that the Ming Dynasty fell in 1644.

At this time, the East India Company should have been established for twenty or thirty years, and although the later empire of the sun never set had not yet begun the industrial revolution, the great voyages and colonizations were everywhere.

God has given me the opportunity to pass through rebirth, or is it such a historical juncture, can I really watch history repeat itself, so that the pain suppressed in the blood of the Han people has not changed?

Zhang Zhen asked himself, the answer is yes, no! Absolutely not!

Perhaps, or, perhaps, you can try to make a counter yourself? What if it succeeds?

With a strong sense of national mission and the longing to counterattack and become the emperor, at this time of cold water, Zhang Zhen set up a great ambition to rebel.

Unconsciously drank a bowl of cold water, Zhang Zhen thanked him: "Thank you to the old man, I can't repay it, these white noodles have been given to the old man." ”

As he spoke, he took out a bag of white noodles from the small package behind him, and the white noodles were still packed in transparent plastic bags, which Zhang Zhen specially took from the staff cafeteria in order to avoid having a chance to enter the industrial park outside.

The old man originally wanted to be polite, but when he heard about the white face, his eyes widened, and he almost let go of the green light, and he watched Zhang Zhen open it, revealing an astonishing whiteness, and even forgot to pay attention to the plastic bag that he didn't know what it was.

The old man knelt down on the spot.

"Benefactor! This, this, this... How embarrassed is the old man to accept it! You gave this meal to the old man, what should you do with the benefactor? ”

Zhang Zhen said with a smile: "I went to the city to join my relatives, and I have my own food after I arrive, I am afraid that there is also silver taels, and there will definitely be no shortage of food." ”

The old man's trembling hands excitedly took the white face, and when he looked at the sun, it was really white and dazzling, and he was even more amazed.

"The old man is more than fifty years old, he has never seen such a white white face, he is gracious and sitting, the old man will give you a bowl of noodle soup to warm your stomach, just take a bowl of cold water in exchange for life-saving food, it is really shameful for the old man, if he is not about to starve to death, how can he do this, he will never dare to accept it."

Zhang Zhen smiled: "It's okay, there are two more things to ask the old man." ”

The old man panicked and said: "Engong face-to-face, don't dare to say that you ask for advice, Engong just asks, the old man should know everything, and say everything!" ”

Zhang Zhen asked indifferently: "How many years is Chongzhen at this time?" ”

"Thirteen years of Chongzhen!" The old man replied affirmatively.

Thirteen years of Chongzhen? There are still four years before the fall of the Ming Dynasty, and he still has a lot of time, Zhang Zhen is determined.

"In what direction is the nearest town? How far away? Don't hide it from the old man, I'm a newcomer, and I've been lost for a long time. ”

Can you not get lost? So far, Zhang Zhen doesn't know where he is! I saw only wild grass along the way.

The old man suddenly said in detail: "The cattle shed in this village belongs to Jiaxiang County, Jining Prefecture, Yanzhou Prefecture, and it is the county seat fifteen miles to the east. ”

Well, this crossing, from the east of Dongshan Province back to the southwest, not only spanned hundreds of years, but also advanced thousands of miles by the way.

Jiaxiang! It's only more than 100 miles away from his hometown.

Zhang Zhen glanced back at the northwest direction, turned around and packed up the package and said goodbye to the old man: "Thank you for the old man's guidance, I will leave!" ”

"Eun Gong is leaving? Don't drink a bowl of hot noodle soup either? Holding the white-faced plastic bag in both hands, the old man looked at Zhang Zhen and thought that he had seen a living Bodhisattva, although this living Bodhisattva was so thin and weak, it looked like he would starve to death at any time.

Zhang Zhen smiled: "I ate at noon, I'm not hungry, let's go!" ”

Zhang Zhen said it simply, and he walked neatly.

This white flour is extremely expensive in front of the hungry, and the plastic bag looks too thin, the old man is careful to hold it and dare not put it down casually, and he is afraid that he will be seen by others when he goes out, so he has to watch Zhang Zhen go out, and in a blink of an eye he returned to the kitchen.

Tie most of the white noodles with plastic bags, wrap a layer of cloth, and then wrap them in oiled paper, and then put them in the jar and bury them in the ground.

Fortunately, the old man added a lot of water, and a dozen or so half-dead hungry people in a village drank the noodle soup and dispersed, and the old man looked at the location of the buried jar and felt relieved.

Zhang Zhen walked through the village and continued to move forward.

With the idea of rebelling and becoming the emperor, Zhang Zhen doesn't want to travel on a motorcycle, his current small body is too thin, he wants to exercise, he wants to gain weight, otherwise this image is too stumbling, how can he be embarrassed to dominate the world?

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