In the sixth year of the Great Tomorrow Apocalypse, 1626 A.D., the year of Bingyin in the lunar calendar

This year is destined to be an extraordinary year, because two major events have occurred in this year.

The first occurred in the first month of the sixth year of the Apocalypse, when Nurhachi, the founder of the Later Jin Dynasty, led an army of 130,000 to attack the Ningjin defense line of the Ming Dynasty.

Ning Yuanshou wrote a blood letter to Yuan Chonghuan to swear that he would not retreat from the battle.

Nurhachi led his army to attack the city twice without success, and finally was wounded by artillery and died.

The Ming army won its first major victory since the war with the Houjin, known as the great victory of Ningyuan.

The second incident occurred on the sixth day of the fifth month of the sixth year of the Apocalypse, and a bizarre explosion occurred in the area near the gunpowder depot of Wang Gongchang in the southwest corner of Beijing of the Ming Dynasty.

The east of Jingshi City is from Shunchengmen Street to Xingbu Street in the north, and the surrounding area is full of powder.

This is an unprecedented change, known as the Apocalypse Big Bang, and our story begins with this explosion.

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Zhu Jiong felt as if someone had slashed his forehead, and the pain was about to crack: "What's going on, did I fall off the chair again?" ”

He had the experience of playing games so much that he often stayed up all night, sometimes falling asleep while playing. It wasn't once or twice that I fell off the chair, the most serious one was when I broke my lip and required several stitches.

This time it seems to be more serious, as if it broke all the foreheads!

He wanted to open his eyes to see the situation, but the injury on his forehead was too serious, and it took him a long time to barely open his eyes, and he saw dimly that the top of his head was full of yellow curtains!

What about the ceiling? Is this a hospital?

As soon as he opened his eyes, the pain was even worse, and he couldn't help moaning: "Oops! ”

A figure suddenly jumped in front of him and shouted excitedly, "Prince, are you awake?" ”

He was startled by this figure, his eyes were still a little unclear, is this a nurse? How I seem to be wearing an ancient skirt!

"The Prince? This hospital is too nasty, isn't it? You can let a nurse wear an ancient costume, and call the patient the prince! Am I sick or are you sick? ”

He felt a little unbearable headache, and asked with a snort, "What's wrong with my head?" ”

When the nurse heard this, she clasped her hands together, put them on the right side of her body, bent her knees and squatted slightly, and replied respectfully: "If you go back to the prince, your head was injured by the falling tiles." ”

Zhu Jiong looked at her like this, and he was even more confused, and said in his heart: "This is also the ancient etiquette, what prince, what tile, play with me?" The ceiling of my dorm room is shiny, where did the tiles come from? ”

Zhu Jiong was in a daze, and a faint singing came from outside: "The emperor has arrived." ”

Soon, two respectful voices sounded at the door: "Slaves see the emperor." ”

This voice is neither male nor female, is it the voice of a eunuch? Zhu Jiong was speechless, and guessed: "This is the doctor here, is it necessary to play like this?" Return to the emperor! You can't really wear a dragon robe, right? ”

He really guessed correctly, a young man in his twenties hurriedly ran in outside the door, really wearing a dragon robe!

Zhu Jiong felt that he was about to faint, and said in his heart: "You Nima is playing too much, why don't you bring a queen?" ”

As soon as he thought of this, another chant came from outside: "The queen has arrived, and the concubine has arrived." “

What a mess this is, he couldn't help but wail in his heart: "This Nima can't be a mental hospital!" Do you want to play like this? ”

The doctor in the dragon robe seemed to be still not having fun, ran to the bed again, and asked anxiously, "Mi'er, Mi'er, are you okay?" ”

The nurse next to her was even more exaggerated, she knelt directly on the ground, and said in fear: "The slave maid participates in the emperor." “

This acting, this expression, and this tone are the same as the real thing.

Zhu Jiong slandered: "My sister, Lao Tzu has a headache to death, but you are patronizing acting, can it be cured?" ”

He couldn't bear it anymore, his face was flat, and he said seriously: "What are you doing?" Stop playing, okay? ”

Ming Xizong was stunned when he heard this, since he ascended the throne as emperor, no one dared to talk to him in such a tone.

He stared at the egg-sized black lump on Zhu Cijiong's forehead, his face slowly turned pale, and he said in his heart: "It's over, this won't be a smashing brain!" ”

Thinking that his only son might be smashed into a nervous disorder, he panicked, stepped forward and grabbed Zhu Jiong's hand, and asked anxiously: "Jiong'er, I am my father, don't you know me?" ”

Zhu Jiong was even more dizzy: "Nima, return me, return my father?" Are you a doctor or a psychopath? ”

At this time, his vision gradually became clear, and a tender little hand appeared in front of his eyes, and he moved his fingers, it was really his own hand!

He was stunned, and suddenly, a faint memory flooded into his mind: "The owner of this body is named Zhu Cijiong, who is four years old this year, and is the prince of Dehuai......"

Zhu Jiong was even more confused, and thought unevenly in his heart: "Is this the legendary crossing?" Why do the protagonists in those time-traveling novels want what they want, what they want, and I only feel like I'm dying of pain? ”

Looking at the anxious face of his father, Zhu Jiong was more anxious than him, how should this prince talk to the emperor? I don't know!

This old consumption is not a way, he had to call out in a daze: "Father." ”

Ming Xizong breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, fortunately, he hadn't broken his brain yet.

At this time, Empress Zhang and Concubine Ren also came in, they hurriedly saluted Ming Xizong, and then came forward to visit Zhu Cijiong.

When Empress Zhang saw the bag on Zhu Cijiong's head, she immediately covered her mouth with her hand, her eyes full of horror.

Concubine Ren was even more exaggerated, seeing the bag on his head, she said "Ah......", and fell back softly, and Queen Zhang hurriedly held her up.

Zhu Jiong looked at their expressions, and a bad premonition surged in his heart: "What kind of expressions do they have, do I look hopeless?" ”

At this time, another chant came from outside: "His Royal Highness King Xin has arrived." “

Zhu Jiong almost wanted to cry, what the hell is King Xin, what the hell does he need is a doctor, and if there are a few more unrelated people, he will probably die of pain!

At this time, a fourteen or fifteen-year-old young man ran up, ran directly to the bed, bent down to look, and was so frightened that he couldn't speak, but just inhaled with horror on his face, "hiss......"

There was a sign pinned to the waist of the king of letters, and as soon as he bent down, the sign appeared in front of Zhu Jiong's eyes.

Zhu Jiong took a look, and it was engraved: Zhu Youzhen, the fifth brother of the emperor.

Zhu Youzhen? Why is this name so familiar, Zhu Jiong began to think back to the historical knowledge he had seen in novels and TV in his previous life.

After thinking about it for a while, he finally remembered: Zhu Youzhen, Emperor Chongzhen, the king of the dead country!

"Hiss......", Zhu Jiong suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

He wailed in his heart: "How is this Nima dressed, my uncle turned out to be Emperor Chongzhen!" As for me, there is no emperor Zhu Cijiong in history, won't I be hanging up soon! Wearing it on a short-lived prince who is about to hang up, how can I play with this? ”

He just wailed in his heart, not expecting anyone to teach him how to play.

However, with his wail, someone really taught him how to play!

"Ding-dong, welcome to the world of the military industry, for special reasons, you have launched a hidden mission: Survival and Glory.

Your first survival mission: survive in this world for fifteen days.

Reward: The best ratio of black powder.

It turned out to be the voice of a beautiful woman in the game "Military World" system, Zhu Cijiong's eyes were shocked! The best ratio of black powder, what is the use of this thing?

Ming Xizong saw that his eyes suddenly bulged, and he was so frightened that he almost fainted, this eye drummed, and his legs kicked, but the game was over!

He asked anxiously, "Jiong'er, Jiong'er, what's wrong with you?" ”

Zhu Jiong's bulging eyes squeezed directly into the lump on his forehead, he rolled his eyes in pain, but Ming Xizong was there and asked what's wrong, what's wrong, I don't know how to call the imperial doctor quickly, idiot, is this injury okay if you ask?

He replied angrily: "Headache." ”

Then, I closed my eyes and communicated with the beauty of the system.

As soon as Zhu Jiong's eyes closed, the frightened Ming Xizong's body shook, and he fainted to the ground at the wrong point, and he finally shouted out the two words that Zhu Jiong wanted to hear the most: "Imperial doctor, imperial doctor......"