Chapter 963 Forbidden City, you go quietly, I come quietly

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The Forbidden City in the middle of the night is particularly quiet. The wind and sand that usually raged seem to have completely disappeared. The night sky was silent, and not the slightest sound could be heard. No wind, no bugs, no voices. It's as if it's a place completely cut off from the outside world.

This kind of oppressive silence makes people's hearts feel very uneasy. Being in it is like being in a prison. Everything about you is out of your control. This feeling is indeed devastating. Once the connection with the outside world is severed, no matter how calm a person is, he will not be able to calm down.

Emperor Chongzhen was alone, wandering in the dark courtyard. Looking at it from a distance, his figure looked particularly thin. He was only in his twenties, but his face looked like an old man in his forties and fifties. His face was indeed too haggard. His figure is indeed too thin, as if a gust of wind will blow him up.

The national fortunes of the Ming Dynasty were so bleak that Emperor Chongzhen didn't have the heart to eat at all. For three meals a day, he basically orders a little, and it is okay. Even if Wang Chengen wanted to persuade, he didn't know where to start. When Empress Zhou was still in the Forbidden City, the situation was a little better. Occasionally, Empress Zhou would instruct the imperial kitchen, or cook herself, and cook something for Emperor Chongzhen that he could eat, barely satisfying his physical needs.

However, three months ago, Empress Zhou had already taken several princes, as well as Tian Guifei, Yuan Guifei and others to Shuzhong. After they left, Chongzhen's appetite became even worse. Sometimes, if you don't eat for a day, your face will naturally become more and more haggard day by day. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Chongzhen is a little masochistic. He felt that he was incapable of saving Da Ming, so he resorted to self-harm in order to obtain psychological comfort.

The Forbidden City, which used to be relatively complete and quiet, is now a mess. On the ground, there are scattered things everywhere. The uaua in the yard is sloppy and no one takes care of it. A large number of chrysanthemums are scattered in the courtyard, and no one cleans them. When the chrysanthemum withered, it should be the end of September and the beginning of October. Now, it's November.

No matter from which angle he looks, what Chongzhen sees is a dilapidated scene. This made him feel even more dark, which made him even more dark. He stood in the middle of a pile of rotten chrysanthemums, looked down at the dilapidated chrysanthemums, and looked at the dark sky, and the depression in his heart became even more serious.

Most of the palace maids and eunuchs have already left in advance, which makes the huge Forbidden City look extremely deserted. Only a very small number of people are still staying in the Forbidden City. The largest number of people staying should be regarded as Jinyiwei. The reason for their stay was because Emperor Chongzhen had not yet left. In order to protect the safety of Emperor Chongzhen, they had to stay in the Forbidden City.

In the past, when the emperor left the Forbidden City, he had to make a big fanfare, and he had to worship heaven and earth first, and then inform his ancestors. After this set of procedures, there is no ten days and half a month, and you don't want to take half a step out of the palace gate. When leaving the Forbidden City, the vast convoy and guards of the Dangdang had to stretch for at least ten kilometers. The striker has already arrived in Changping, and the team behind has not yet left the Beijing Division.

But this time, Chongzhen really didn't have that face, so he went to worship heaven and earth and inform his ancestors. He was ready to leave quietly, without anyone knowing. Being forced to leave the Forbidden City is already humiliating enough, and if the ancestors and ancestors know, he will be even more humiliated. If it weren't for the desperate persuasion of the cabinet and a group of ministers, Emperor Chongzhen would never have left the Forbidden City and left Jingshi easily.

Originally, according to Chongzhen's xìng grid, he would rather die in this Forbidden City to apologize for his sins. However, the ministers of the cabinet all said that the Ming Kingdom still has most of the country, and theoretically there is still hope to turn the tide, if Emperor Chongzhen goes like this, the Ming Dynasty really has no hope of revival. In the world, Chongzhen is the only one who can save the Ming Dynasty

There is no doubt that the purpose of these words of the cabinet is just to let Emperor Chongzhen run away quickly and not continue to delay time. The Tiger Ben Army has pacified Liaodong, and it is about to be killed in the blink of an eye. If Emperor Chongzhen still hesitated, the cavalry of the Tiger Ben Army blocked the front line of Changping, and they couldn't go if they wanted to.

"The Emperor's ......"

Wang Chengen said in a low voice behind Chongzhen's back.

All preparations for the evacuation of the Beijing Division have been completed. At this moment, all the ministers of the cabinet, the six ministries, the Metropolitan Procuratorate, the Dali Temple and other departments, as well as the emperor's relatives and relatives, the senior officials of the three major battalions, and all the senior officials of Jinyiwei and Dongchang were already waiting for Emperor Chongzhen to appear outside. As long as Emperor Chongzhen appeared, they would leave quickly.

"Let's go"

Chongzhen sighed helplessly.

The choice to leave the Forbidden City late at night was Emperor Chongzhen's idea. The people of Jingshi have basically dispersed. As far as the eyes could see, the streets were deserted. However, Emperor Chongzhen didn't know, he also thought that if he left during the day, many people would see it. Chongzhen really didn't want others to see his embarrassed appearance.

Coming out of the Xinuan Pavilion, there was already a soft sedan waiting for it. got on the sedan chair, Chongzhen leaned listlessly on the back of the sedan chair, his mind was blank, and he didn't know what he was thinking. After a long while, his thoughts returned to reality, and he looked boredly at the soft sedan he was riding.

According to the majesty of the Son of Heaven, the sedan chair in which the Son of Heaven rode should be a large sedan chair for thirty-six people. The space inside the sedan chair is at least half the size of the Xinuan Pavilion. In the past, when he went to the Temple of Heaven to hold a worship ceremony, Chongzhen rode in such a sedan chair. However, now, what Emperor Chongzhen saw was a narrow space. When I opened the curtain, there were only four people carrying the sedan chair. Two in the front and two in the back.

With such a small sedan chair, it was the first time for Emperor Chongzhen to sit on it. To be honest, Chongzhen was very uncomfortable with such a narrow sedan chair, and felt that his double tuǐ could not be straightened. However, he didn't have any way. Because, if you want to get out of the Yīn shadow of the Tiger Army as soon as possible, and if you want to go to Chengdu Mansion early, you must take such a sedan chair.

After coming out of Beijing, Chongzhen had to pass through Changping, Yanqing, Huailai, Baoan and other places, and then arrived at Xuanfu. Then go from Xuanfu to Datong, Taiyuan, Xi'an, Hanzhong, and then Chengdu. These roads are not easy to walk, and the emperor's 36-person sedan chair can't walk at all. Only a light sedan car can run as fast as possible.

When leaving the Forbidden City, Chongzhen couldn't help but lift the curtain and look behind. Behind him, in the hazy darkness, is where the Forbidden City is located. From the outside, it is so majestic, so solemn, so solemn, so unattainable. Seriously, Emperor Chongzhen was really reluctant to leave the Forbidden City.

The Forbidden City is the home of Emperor Chongzhen. He lived here for ten years. In ten years, almost every corner of the Forbidden City has left his footprints. The Forbidden City, for Chongzhen, is no longer just a home, he also pins all Chongzhen's hopes and ambitions. That's where his career started.

When the Emperor of the Apocalypse was seriously ill, Chongzhen never thought that he would become the Ninth Five-Year Emperor of the Ming Dynasty so soon. When the Emperor of the Apocalypse was in danger, he called him to the front of Long Netg, and when he was about to hand over the huge country to Chongzhen, Chongzhen still felt a little dreaming. All of this is really a bit unrealistic

Here, he used to have days of fear, and he didn't even dare to eat in the palace, only daring to hide a few large cakes in his sleeve, for fear that Wei Zhongxian would poison the food. It wasn't until Wei Zhongxian was brought down that he was the real master here.

It's a pity that all this is going away.

The Forbidden City is about to change its owner again.

Why is this happening? Emperor Chongzhen really couldn't figure it out. He believes that his hard work in handling political affairs is among the best among hundreds of emperors in history. Even Taizu Zhu Yuanzhang is not as active and diligent as him. However, why can't his own hard work be exchanged for the revival of the Ming Dynasty?

Could it be that he really doesn't have the ability to manage such a country well? Could it be that he really has no blessings to become a qualified emperor? Could it be that he is really not suitable to be the master of the Forbidden City? Even, it was a beautiful mistake for my brother to pass on the throne to him? Could it be that Da Ming really wants to perish in his own hands?

Emperor Chongzhen endured it and did not let himself turn back, so as not to be sad. However, when the sedan chair left Jingshi, he couldn't help but turn back again. He knew very well that after leaving Jingshi, he should not have a chance to come back. It's not that he doesn't want to come back, it's that others don't want him to come back. In the future, Jingshi will belong to a person named Zhang Zhun.

No matter from which point of view, Emperor Chongzhen couldn't believe that Zhang Zhun would actually become the new master of the Forbidden City. When he ascended the throne as emperor, Zhang Zhun didn't know where he was, however, in just a few years, Zhang Zhun set off so many storms, and finally drove him away and became the new owner of the Forbidden City.

"Zhang Zhun ......"

Chongzhen silently muttered the name.

……

"Sneeze"

Zhang Zhun in his sleep suddenly sneezed.

Liu Xianqian, who slept next to him, was awakened by the sound of sneezing. She raised her head, looked at Zhang Zhun, and looked around, there was nothing special about it, so she continued to sleep.

……

On the third day after Emperor Chongzhen left Jingshi late at night, Zhang Zhun came to the east gate of Jingshi with his guards. The Ming army in Beijing has all withdrawn. Outside the Beijing Division, they were all troops of the Tiger Army. Zhang Zhun's arrival immediately aroused a warm welcome from the soldiers.

Zhang Zhun rode the white dragon horse and immediately stood outside the east gate of the Jingshi, looking at everything in front of him. In front of his eyes, there is an old and young city. In front of his eyes, it was the mansion of the Ming Empire. In front of his eyes, it is the core of power of the Ming Empire.

Here, it's the Kyoshi

This is the Forbidden City

This is the center of national power

How many people, in order to become the master of this place, or to become a part of it, put in a lifetime of hard work, but in the end did not succeed. How many people, when others climb up, are ruthlessly trampled on the soles of their feet, and finally disappear completely. Jingshi, two simple words, how much meaning does it represent

Since the beginning of the Ming Empire, Jingshi, the city, has been the core of power in China, extending into the twenty-first century. For a time-traveler from later generations, Zhang Zhun stands here, and there are many emotions that do not belong to this era. Thinking of how many people will work hard for a Beijing hukou in the future, Zhang Zhun can't help but feel emotional. It's just a small Beijing hukou, and how many people have been harmed

In fact, strictly speaking, after he came to this world, he pulled up the banner of rebellion, wasn't the purpose of a permanent Beijing hukou? If there is an ID card in this era, his ID card address should be No. XXX of the Forbidden City, Beijing. If there is an ID number, his number should be xxxxxoooooo1.

Thinking of this, Zhang Zhun really thought a little about it, should he establish a special ID card system when the new empire is established in the future? But later, Zhang Zhun gave up such an idea. The household registration system of the Ming Empire is too perverted, and it seriously restricts the progress of society.

In other words, even in later generations, there are really few countries that implement the household registration system. In the vast majority of countries, people can move freely and will not be tied to a certain place or unit. Don't turn back the clock on history.

"Adult"

Yang Qianqiang came up and saluted.

"Hmm."

Zhang Zhun nodded and raised his hand to return the salute.

The sonorous battalion led by Yang Qianqiang had already entered the Beijing Division in advance and controlled the commanding heights inside and outside the Beijing Division. The White Tiger Legion led by Hao Linyong searched in many places in the city to prevent the existence of any remaining threats. At every intersection in the city, there were soldiers of the Tiger Army standing solemnly, staring vigilantly around.

However, at this time, there was not much population in Jingshi. When the supply of materials was very tight, a large number of people in Beijing had already fled from the capital and settled in other places in the area controlled by the Huben army, taking root. The rest of the magnates also left when Chongzhen left Jingshi. Now, there may be less than 10,000 people left in the city.

The most prosperous time in Beijing was during the Chenghua period, when the total population of the capital exceeded 1.3 million. Among them, the permanent population alone is more than 1 million. At that time, the population of the capital was definitely among the best. However, more than 100 years later, there are less than 10,000 people in Jingshi

If you want to restore the former glory of Jingshi, I'm afraid it will be more difficult. In Zhang Zhun's plan, Jingshi should be the political, cultural, technological, and transportation center of the new empire, but there was no economic center. He was ready to temporarily deprive the Jingshi of its economic functions in order to reduce the pressure on the Jingshi. After all, from an economic point of view, Jingshi is indeed not dominant.

In order to meet the needs of a large number of people in Beijing, a large number of materials have to be transported from the south of the Yangtze River, and the overall transportation cost is quite high. Therefore, Zhang Zhun planned that the first task of rebuilding the Jingshi was to reduce the population of the Jingshi. He had a preliminary idea, which was to control the population of Jingshi within 300,000.

"My lord, the city is safe."

Soon after, Hao Linyong arrived on horseback to report.

"Into the City"

Zhang Zhun nodded and said in a deep voice.

Surrounded by the guards around him, Zhang Zhun quietly entered the Beijing Division. His arrival, as if Emperor Chongzhen's departure, was quiet. There is no fresh UA, no applause, no crowd in the middle of the road. Yes, it's just dust. It's winter, and the wind and sand in the capital have begun to rage again.

Zhang Zhun came in from the Chaoyang Gate in the east, walked along the straight street, and walked forward until he came to the outside of the Forbidden City. Outside the Forbidden City, it is usually heavily guarded, and it is impossible for idle people to get close to it. However, at this moment, outside the Forbidden City, there was no one else to be seen except for a few sentinels of the Tiger Army.

Standing in front of the Forbidden City, Zhang Zhun's heart was indeed full of thoughts. To be precise, it wasn't the first time he had seen the Forbidden City. In later life, he came to the Forbidden City three times. However, in later generations, he only came to visit as a tourist. This time, he arrived as the new owner of the Forbidden City.

That's right, the new owner of the Forbidden City. When Zhang Zhun saw the solemn palace wall outside the Forbidden City, he decided to put the future center of imperial power in the Forbidden City. In Zhang Zhun's xìng grid, there is not much humility, especially after tasting the taste of power, he is even more reluctant to give up the power in his hands.

"Yang Qianqiang"

Zhang Zhun suddenly shouted.

"To"

Yang Qianqiang hurriedly came over.

"Send someone to seal the Forbidden City"

"No one is allowed to enter except for maintenance and cleaning personnel"

Zhang Zhun said coldly.

"Your Excellency, you ...... Don't spend the night inside? ”

Yang Qianqiang asked a little hesitantly.

"No"

"I don't live in it"

Zhang Zhun shook his head.

The Forbidden City, he is going to live.

However, now is not the time to move in.

As the supreme commander of the Tiger Army, he must set an example and continue to maintain the style of hard struggle. Otherwise, once he, the leader, begins to erode, begins to indulge in the bright lights, and starts to drink in the wine pond and meat forest, the tragedy of Huang Chao and Hong Xiuquan will begin to be staged.

"Go"

"To Jingshan"

Zhang Zhun turned his horse's head and ran in the direction of Jingshan.

Jingshan is just north of the Forbidden City, and it is a small hill that has been built entirely by hand. The garden on the mountain bag, the scenery is not bad. Therefore, at some special times, people from the royal family will also come here to play. However, the emperor will not leave the Forbidden City easily, so it is unlikely that the emperor will come to Jingshan to play.

In real history, Emperor Chongzhen was hanged in Jingshan. The crooked neck tree of the year no longer exists in later generations. Zhang Zhun is going to see if there is the legendary crooked neck tree now. Speaking seriously, Zhang Zhun has quietly saved Chongzhen once. At the very least, it was impossible for him to hang himself on Jingshan.

Zhang Zhunce immediately came to Jingshan, and saw at a glance that there was indeed a crooked neck tree on the side of the road in Jingshan. The crooked neck tree is not high, just enough for Emperor Chongzhen to hang himself. The appearance of this crooked neck tree is already very old, and it is estimated that there will be no major changes in ten or eight years.

Zhang Zhun slowly rode his horse, approached the crooked neck tree, reached out to moat the bark, and felt very rough. He simply jumped off his horse and circled the crooked-necked tree, examining it back and forth. In the end, Zhang accurately believed that this crooked neck tree was the one that Emperor Chongzhen hanged in the future.

The people who accompanied him looked very suspicious when they saw Zhang Zhun's strange movements. Everyone loves you and I look at you, and they all want answers from others. They really wanted to know how the Governor of Beijing, who had come to Beijing for the first time, could pay so much attention to a crooked-necked tree. Is there any connection between Jingshan and the Forbidden City?

In the end, everyone's eyes were focused on the silent body of the prefect of Shuntianfu. Hao Linyong, Yang Qianqiang, Dugu Lie and others are all standard bosses and coarse, and they can't understand what Zhang Zhun is doing at all. Among those present, only Silent was a scholar, and he could only expect Silent to answer. Silent Mo was originally the governor of Zhuozhou, but this time he was directly promoted to the prefect of Shuntianfu and was in charge of the Beijing Division, which can be said to be Zhang Zhun's promotion beyond the ranks.

However, for Zhang Zhun's strange actions, silence can only shake his head. Of course, he wouldn't know that this crooked-necked tree would be famous for generations to come. Anyway, no matter how he looked at it, he couldn't see anything special about this crooked-necked tree.

"Someone Coming"

Zhang Zhun suddenly shouted.

"To"

Yang Qianqiang hurriedly stepped forward.

"Cut this tree down"

Zhang Zhun said coldly.

Yang Qianqiang hurriedly waved his hand, called a few soldiers over, picked up the machete, and slashed vigorously, cutting off the crooked neck tree and pushing it aside.

"Dig up the roots, too"

Zhang Zhun shouted coldly again.

Yang Qianqiang immediately sent people to find shovels, hoes and the like from nearby, and several tall and strong soldiers worked together, and dug out all the roots of this crooked neck tree. Not counting the taproots, even the tiny branches have been dug up.

Silence and others, you look at me, I look at you, the more suspicious you are. Zhang Zhun: What's wrong? Why did you suddenly get along with a crooked-necked tree on Jingshan? However, no matter how much they meditated, there was no answer to this matter. Until the establishment of the new empire in the future, Zhang Zhun's action was still one of the biggest mysteries talked about by the people.

"Let's go"

After shoveling off the crooked neck tree, Zhang Zhun gently pinched the horse's belly and slowly went down the mountain.

This ominous crooked neck tree has been completely removed, and I hope that no one will hang himself on Jingshan in the future. From this point of view, should Emperor Chongzhen thank himself?

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