When he opened his eyes, Wang Zhiming saw a large hall.

This hall is resplendent in gold, but it is full of people, everyone is talking about themselves standing on the palace, and there is an emperor who sits on the throne of the Nine Dragons and wears a crown.

What's going on?

Shaking his head that was a little painful, Wang Zhiming remembered.

I was a history teacher at a key high school, and I was just teaching a history lesson to my classmates on the podium, when suddenly there was a thunderclap on a sunny day, and ball lightning rushed into the classroom unstoppably from outside the window.

And then, here it comes.

Did you cross by yourself?

Wouldn't it, it's so simple to cross, just be struck by lightning?

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"

"Your Royal Highness the Prince, you can be considered to have escaped!"

Just when the young man was confused, the two eunuchs suddenly jumped out, hugged their thighs, and cried with snot and tears.

The crying of these two goods is called a heartbreak, it is simply sad for those who hear it, and cry for those who see it.

Even Wang Zhiming almost thought that these two eunuchs were actually his sons who had not seen him for many years.

Who would have thought that such a moving scene made the "emperor" sitting on it furious, flicked his sleeves, and said angrily:

"You're just talking! This matter is related to the orthodoxy of the Ming Dynasty, how can you listen to the nonsense of the eunuchs? ”

"Come on, press me down!"

As soon as the words fell, two Han generals in gorgeous clothes and armor went to the palace and dragged the two eunuchs away from the young man's feet.

The Han generals have a nice name and gorgeous armor, but please don't think how powerful they are, because they are just a façade.

If you really want to fight, you can run faster than anyone else.

It wasn't long before a terrible scream came from outside the hall.

The Han general was still very sensible, and knew what the emperor was thinking, Zhu Yousong only said to press down, but they "accidentally" gave the staff to death.

What a carelessness......

It is only now at this time that the so-called "His Royal Highness the Prince" of the young man understands the danger of his situation.

The environment he was in, as well as the memories in his mind, told him that this was the case of the prince from the north who really happened in March of the first year of Hongguang in the history of the late Ming Dynasty.

The so-called case of the prince from the north is one of the three major unsolved cases in the Southern Ming Dynasty, also known as the "fake prince case".

To put it bluntly, there is a person named Wang Zhiming, who said that he was Zhu Cihong, the crown prince of Emperor Chongzhen, who came to Nanjing.

In history, whether it is the confrontation between the palace and the Hongguang Emperor Zhu Yousong and the ministers of the Southern Ming Dynasty, or the subsequent verification, it has been confirmed that the prince is fake.

It doesn't matter whether it's true or not, what matters is that if the historical record says it's false, then he's false.

If you really can survive, if you are fake, you will definitely die.

The ending of the fake prince in history is confusing, one says that he was beheaded by Emperor Hongguang in the city, and the other is that he was locked in the imperial prison, and then the Qing army entered the city and was hanged by Dolgon.

No matter what the outcome is, it is not acceptable to Wang Zhiming now.

Originally, this kind of thing was just a pleasure, but now the problem is that he, the modern Wang Zhiming, has become the fake prince Wang Zhiming of Nanming.

This makes people unhappy, and they have the heart to cry.

Can you chop yourself again and let me travel back?

The one who was killed with a rod just now was the personal eunuch of the real prince Zhu Cihong, who fled back when the city of Beijing was broken.

As for why they cried that they were real, Wang Zhiming also knew that someone was behind them.

The fierceness of the party struggle in Nanming in history is no less than that in the Chongzhen period!

Especially where I am right now, but Nanjing, the hometown of the Donglin Party!

Who is the Donglin Party?

They are the people who were in the Chongzhen Dynasty and ruled the government remotely, and finally fooled Chongzhen and competed to be the ministers of the Tartar Qing Dynasty!

Compared with the seemingly high-minded Donglin Qunxian, the eunuch is obviously much cuter.

Wang Zhiming knows that there is only one way to do fake drama now, because once he is confirmed to be fake, there are only two endings.

One is to be locked up in prison and wait for death, and the other is to be beheaded directly.

There are still two months before the Qing army is approaching Nanjing, and where should he, the false prince, go?

Even if Hongguang was a fool, he should know that he was a threat to the legitimacy of his throne, and the Qing army would not let himself live in peace.

There is no way back for yourself!

The only way to survive is to pretend, hard!

Now make an assumption, he is the real Prince Chongzhen - Zhu Cihong!

......

At this time, Zhu Yousong stretched out his hand to stop the discussion in the court.

"Lu Jiude, you were the eunuch appointed by the first emperor to the governor of Jingying, you go and identify it."

With that, his gaze shot straight at him.

This time, Wang Zhiming chose to go back hard, although his heart was empty, he still stood tall and stared at Emperor Hongguang on the throne.

Wang Zhiming understands that at this time, if he has the slightest lack of confidence, he will be clearly seen by the courtiers and infinitely magnified.

Judging from historical records, there are only a few people who know the real prince Zhu Cihong after all, and most people have never even seen each other.

In this way, there is still room for manoeuvre.

Wang Zhiming and Hongguang Emperor Zhu Yousong stared at each other tightly, and in the end, Zhu Yousong was a little timid and avoided his eyes first.

He said to Lu Jiude: "How are you recognizing?" ”

At this time, Wang Zhiming secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Lu Jiude walked around a few times, but in fact, he muttered a little in his heart.

When Chongzhen was not yet dead, he had only seen Zhu Cihong once from afar, and he stayed in Beijing most of the time.

In fact, at first glance, the person in front of him is indeed somewhat similar to the prince.

On closer inspection, this man stood with his head held high and full of confidence, and he had heard of the prince's temperament when he was in the capital, and it should be the same.

After a brief look, Lu Jiude wanted to answer that it was true.

It's just that he turned his head to look at the Hongguang Emperor sitting above, and then thought about the fate of the two eunuchs before, and still said:

"Back to Your Majesty, this prince is fake."

Hongguang smiled with satisfaction and was about to say something.

But I heard Wang Zhiming suddenly shout.

"Lu Jiude!"

"Are you worthy of the Emperor's reuse of you?"

"Are you worthy of the Emperor's expectations of you?"

Lu Jiude was not very sure, he said this just to protect himself, he was stunned at first when he heard this, and his eyes widened and he didn't know what to answer.

At this time, I only heard Wang Zhiming continue to ask: "Lone asks you, have you seen Lone's face?" ”

Lu Jiude opened his mouth and was speechless.

"Lone is asking you!"

"Could it be that your father is gone, so you won't take Lone's words seriously?"

Lu Jiude had no choice but to say: "Slave... The slave did not dare. ”

"Lone asks you one last time, have you ever seen Lone's face?"

"No... I didn't see it...", Lu Jiude suddenly reacted, and hurriedly turned around: "I've seen it, I've seen it!" ”

Wang Zhiming smiled coldly, knowing that his goal had been achieved, because the discussion of the surrounding ministers could no longer be suppressed at this time.

"Lone is very disappointed, Lone is sad for his father, sad for Daming!"

"The matter has come to this, whether you want to kill or chop, it is all up to the emperor's uncle. There is just one thing, please Uncle Huang to protect my Daming country, and don't let the Tartar soldiers hurt the people. ”

As he spoke, Wang Zhiming closed his eyes and said:

"The ministers are mistaken, I die, I have no face to see the ancestors, go to the crown to cover the face, let the thief divide the body, do not hurt the people."

"Father, the son has come to you."

Anyway, raise your neck and wait for death.

Don't look at this voice so sonorous and powerful, but in fact, Wang Zhiming muttered in his heart.

Wang Zhiming couldn't help but admire his amazing acting skills, if it was in the future, he would definitely win an Oscar.

The courtiers were silent, but soon they wept one after another, and some even hugged their heads and cried.

This aura, this talk, what else is there to talk about?

This is almost the real prince, no doubt okay!

The reason why Zhu Yousong was recognized by others was because he had never seen this eldest nephew.

This scene of generous death is enough to move people, and even he now feels that he is really a wicked person who killed his own nephew for the throne.

But soon, Zhu Yousong reacted.

I am now the emperor, and admitting that this kid is true is not the same as admitting that I have taken the throne of my nephew?

Recently, there are too many fart facts, first a monk said that he was misbehaving, and then there was a Tong who claimed to be his concubine.

Well, now, even the first emperor and the crown prince are here.

What's even more troublesome is that he now feels that this prince is real.

Zhu Yousong quickly looked at a person, this person was Wang Duo, the current cabinet scholar who had served as a waiter in the East Palace of the Crown Prince in Beijing for three years.

Everyone knew that Wang Duo must know the crown prince, and it was best for him to identify him.