On a spring night in 2022, thunderstorms did not stop all night, and listening to the sound of thunderstorms outside the window was disturbing.

"Overtime, overtime, all-nighters, endless overtime, what kind of life is this, just let me work, don't seal it, don't do it, don't do it, I'll stop doing it."

Before dawn, Zhu Ciyi, who had been suppressed for many days, finally couldn't help it, and burst out the resentment that had been suppressed in his heart for many years, and pushed the documents on the desk.

A pile of documents fell to the ground and made a loud noise in the quiet of the early morning.

Zhu Cijiao's blood pressure suddenly increased, his eyes went dark, and he fainted in the office......

The Zhu family was the home of the emperor more than 300 years ago. Zhu Ciyi, who has just entered the age of not being confused, was born in a poor family in a remote mountain village, how much he hopes that through his own efforts, he can realize his ambition.

He graduated with a master's degree in strategic management, has ideas, ability, and enthusiasm for his work, often works overtime, suffers from high blood pressure and is working hard.

However, he was born at the grassroots, there is no relationship, no background, he has silently dedicated himself for 20 years, and the green silk has become gray hair. He once vowed that if he could choose to be born again, he must be born in a family with a background.

This emotional outburst that had been suppressed for many years directly pushed him to another world......

"Congratulations to King Gui, congratulations to King Gui, the prince has come back to life." When Zhu Cijiao woke up, the voice of a middle-aged woman sounded in her ears, and she was very happy to see her like that, this woman should be a midwife.

Zhu Cijiao opened his eyes suddenly, and found himself lying on the bed, which was an old-fashioned bed carved from solid wood, and the sheets and quilt were made of silk fabric, which was very exquisite.

The house is decorated with antique and ancient buildings, and few people live in this kind of house in modern times, and this is not an office of a concrete bungalow at all?

"Auntie, what's going on? How did I become a newborn baby when I used to work overtime in the office? How did you end up in such an old house? Zhu Cijiao kept asking the middle-aged woman who picked him up, but there was a series of questions in his heart, but he couldn't speak, and the middle-aged woman couldn't answer him.

At this time, although Zhu Ciyi's body has become a baby that has not yet developed, his soul and his mind are experienced mature men.

King Gui! The midwife just mentioned King Gui, Zhu Cijiao, who is familiar with history, knows that King Gui is Zhu Youlang of the Ming Dynasty, could it be that he has traveled to the Ming Dynasty three hundred years ago?

"Lord Wang, please choose a name for our eldest son!" The angry mother said with all her might. This woman is Zhu Cijiao's mother Wang, who looks only eighteen or nineteen years old, although she has just experienced a painful childbirth, her face is pale and haggard, but she is a standard Jiangnan girl only from the bottom shape.

"This king has a son, so let's call him Zhu Cijiao." Zhu Youlang said excitedly.

"Zhu Cijiao! This has the same name and surname as me? At this time, Zhu Cijiao had already determined that he had traveled to 1644.

He had read the wild history before and knew that Zhu Youlang's eldest son was born on the nineteenth day of the third lunar month of this year, which was the day when Chongzhen Emperor Zhu Youzhen hanged himself, and he actually traveled to this day, and crossed over to become Zhu Youlang's eldest son Zhu Cijiao with the same name and surname, which is providential.

In the early morning of that day, something big happened in Shuntianfu, and Li Zicheng led the rebel army into Yanjing.

Zhu Youzhen, holding a three-eyed gun and escorted by dozens of eunuchs, rode out of Donghua Gate, but was blocked by random arrows and could not escape.

He ran to Qihuamen again, preparing to take refuge in the house of Zhu Chunchen, the Duke of Chengguo, but after knocking on the door for a while, the Duke of Chengguo closed the door.

He had no choice but to turn to the Anding Gate, but the gate was so locked that the eunuch split it with a sharp axe, but he could not split it.

At dawn, the fire outside the city was everywhere, the fire reflected the sky, and the sound of killing was bursting, Zhu Youzhen had to return to the palace and ring the bell to summon hundreds of officials, but no one came to the main hall.

Zhu Youzhen was full of thoughts, staggered up to Wanshou Mountain, took off the crown in the Shouhuang Pavilion, covered his face with his hair, and hung himself on the tree next to the Shouhuang Pavilion......

At this time, far away in Guangxi's Guiwang Mansion, Guiwang Zhu Youlang's wife Wang had a difficult birth, she struggled from late last night to this morning, three or four hours, and she was not born, which is really anxious.

"Ahh

After nine deaths, the baby was finally born, a little prince with a handle.

However, the baby was born for a long time, and it never cried out.

A cloud suddenly appeared on the midwife's face, and she put her hand close to the baby's nostrils, not breathing.

She touched the baby's heart with her hand again, but still couldn't feel the heartbeat.

"It's over."

The midwife shook her head, lay the baby flat on the head of the bed, pulled a sheet to cover it, and hurriedly handled the dying Wang.

Suddenly, the wind blew outside.

The window was blown open by the wind, and a strong wind blew into the room, lifting the sheets on the bed.

The baby lying flat on the head of the bed cried "wow".

Of course, no one knew that this was Zhu Cijiao, who had never met in the twenty-first century.

Zhu Cijiao opened his eyes and saw Zhu Youlang holding him in his arms, looking at him intently, and muttering in his mouth: "It's too similar to me, the nose and eyes are very similar." ”

Zhu Cijiao also looked at him, thinking to himself, my father is only twenty-one years old, with a burly figure, a handsome face, and sharp eyes, he is also very handsome.

"Congratulations to the prince for having a noble son, congratulations to the prince for having a noble son." The good news suddenly spread in King Gui's mansion, and the important personnel in the mansion came to say hello.

The two maids Xiaohua and Xiaomei beside the Wang family scrambled to hug Zhu Ciyi, this one looked and looked, and that hugged and looked. Zhu Cijiao also looked at them by the way, and the maids in the palace were all small and exquisite, and they were very peugeot.

"The young master has upright and handsome facial features, his face is white and red, and his body is also very strong, he will definitely be a handsome man when he grows up."

"Look, the young master's eyes are bright and expressive, this eye Qing seems to be able to speak, you see, he smiled, both bright and smart!"

Although Zhu Cijiao can't speak yet, he can understand the words of the maid, he is happy in his heart, he was born in the emperor's family, and he feels different, as soon as he is born, he will be pampered and protected by his subordinates.

As the saying goes, "A soldier who doesn't want to be a general is not a good soldier." "Zhu Cijiao was born in a grassroots family in his previous life, and he was just a soldier's life, not a general.

Now he has crossed over to become the eldest son of Zhu Youlang, his father is King Gui of the Ming Dynasty, the cousin of Emperor Chongzhen, and the grandson of Emperor Wanli, which is the authentic imperial family.

Especially when he crossed over from the age of forty to the age of zero, everything started from scratch, with such a life experience, coupled with his own grand plans, being a general should be much stronger than in his previous life, and if he is lucky, he may be able to become the prince of a country.

Zhu Cijiao was lucky to travel to King Gui's Mansion, but unfortunately he traveled to 1644 and was born at the wrong time.

This year's Ming Dynasty can be described by the words "miserable wind and rain, and the number of gas has been exhausted". Especially last night, that is, on the evening of March 18 of the 17th year of Chongzhen, the tragedy that happened in the deep palace of the imperial city was heart-wrenching and terrifying.

"The demise of the Ming Dynasty is imminent, you are the mother of the country, and you should be martyred." Chongzhen Emperor Zhu Youzhen sadly ordered Empress Zhou to die.

"The concubine has followed you for 18 years, Your Majesty has not heard a word from the concubine, and now Your Majesty has ordered the concubine to die, how dare the concubine not die?" After Queen Zhou finished speaking, she untied herself and hanged herself.

"You can go with the queen." Zhu Youzhen turned to Yuan Guifei and said.

"Your Majesty, the poor concubine is gone." Yuan Guifei gritted her teeth and nodded, crying goodbye, and hanging herself.

Zhu Youzhen said to the 15-year-old Princess Changping in tears: "Why did you want to be born into the emperor's family? ”

As he spoke, he covered his face with his left sleeve, drew his sword with his right hand, and slammed it towards Changping Kumon, who immediately fell in a pool of blood.

Then, Zhu Youzhen swung his sword and stabbed at the six-year-old Princess Zhaoren and several concubines.

Every sword is pain, every sword is hatred, and the blood in the palace is splashed, which is unbearable.

Empress Yi'an Zhang burst into tears, bowed to Zhu Youzhen a few times through the curtain, and hanged herself...

Zhu Cijiao traveled to such a dynasty and such a royal family, who knows whether it is happy or sad?

However, no matter in the past life or this life, Zhu Cijiao has no choice, although he misses his parents, brothers and sisters, relatives and friends in that world, but he can't go back, he can only face this world, in the face of everything that happened after 1644, he always believes: heroes come out of troubled times.

What's more, Zhu Cijiao, who came through the time, knew that two years later, Zhu Youlang would be the Emperor of Yongli, and he would naturally become the prince.

To his relief, he can start from scratch and experience the process of growing up as a prince. In his previous life, he was very interested in military, political, economic and other strategies, and in this life he finally found a place to use to assist Zhu Youlang, save the Ming Dynasty, and change his life against the sky.

Thinking of this, Zhu Cijiao is full of confidence in the peak expectations of life in this life. However, at the moment, his most urgent hope is that he will grow up quickly.