"Juhachi, what's wrong with you?" Late at night, in Kunning Palace, Queen Ma was woken up by her tossing and turning husband, and found that her husband was looking at the curtain and couldn't help but worry.

"Girl, did we wake you up?" Seeing that he accidentally woke up his wife, Lao Zhu was a little sorry in his tone.

Since the Qianqing Palace talk, he has fallen into negative emotions. After Zhu Su left, he picked up the sword again and chopped the imperial case of the Qianqing Palace to pieces.

He couldn't wait to hack to death all those faint officials and thieves who dared to bully his descendants, so as to relieve the hatred in his heart!

However, those are all figures more than two hundred and seventy years later. Even if he, Zhu Yuanzhang, can open up the world and create a great foundation like the Ming Dynasty with his own hands, he can't travel through time and space and kill those guys two hundred years later!

He frantically slashed the book case with his sword, but he couldn't dispel the fury in his chest!

In the end, it was Queen Ma who rushed to hear the news and stopped Zhu Yuanzhang, who looked like a madman.

Seeing Queen Ma, Zhu Yuanzhang finally stopped being angry. Just sat down on the chair dejectedly and didn't say a word.

Queen Ma didn't ask, she waved away the palace people, just like when she was still in the end, she changed her husband's clothes and washed them with her own hands, took off his boots for him, and comforted him to rest.

Then stay by her husband's side and stay with him quietly.

The Qianqing Palace is already in a mess, so naturally it is impossible to live in. It is the Kunning Palace where the husband and wife live tonight.

However, Zhu Yuanzhang, who was no longer furious, still couldn't sleep.

He didn't dare to close his eyes, as soon as he closed his eyes, it was as if he saw his rivers and mountains full of beacon fires, his people trampled by foreign races, and his descendants hanging themselves on dead trees!

It's like a nightmare!

"Heavy eight." Queen Ma looked at Lao Zhu worriedly. "Isn't it just now, what did Su'er say to you?"

“…… Sure enough, I can't hide it from our sister. Lao Zhu glanced at his wife and smiled bitterly. Unable to sleep left and right, he simply stood up and sat down at the round table in the corner of the room.

He reached out and poured himself a bowl of cold tea, tilted his neck, and drank it all.

"It's more dewy, why do you still drink cold tea." Her shoulders warmed slightly, and it was Queen Ma who took a robe and put it on for her husband.

She took the opportunity to sit down opposite Lao Zhu. "Tell me, Su'er...... What did they say? ”

He ......" Lao Zhu hesitated. He didn't want his wife to carry the burden.

"Jupachi, I'm your wife." Queen Ma's face was extremely serious. "No matter what, you and I should bear it together."

"Could it be that you think that I am a small family and am not worthy of Emperor Zhu?"

"Sister, this, how can you say this......" This sentence is used in Lao Zhu, which can be described as invincible, and Lao Zhu immediately coaxed.

"This ...... Alas. We'll tell you. ”

"The old five...... Told me about the death of the last emperor of the Ming Dynasty! ”

"Da Ming...... The last emperor? Queen Ma was stunned, and her heart suddenly tightened.

His eldest son was the crown prince, the last emperor of the Ming Dynasty...... And her future children and grandchildren!

"Yes...... What does it look like? ”

"Alas!" Lao Zhu sighed, and then told Queen Ma what Zhu Su said in the moonlight in the room.

He ...... He ......"

"It's hanged ......"

After saying that Chongzhen hanged the coal mountain, Queen Ma was already red-eyed.

"Let my son run for his life, but I would rather die than flee."

"Kill your wife, kill your daughter, and then kill yourself."

"I was still guilty before I died, and I was sorry for my ancestors."

"Such a fierce emperor, but willing to plead with the thief, not to hurt the people......"

"I'd rather die without a body......"

"This ...... It's a good boy......"

Queen Ma was already sobbing with a whimper. Seeing Lao Zhu so angry before, he was full of thought that it must be the unfilial deeds of the king of the dead country, which angered him.

But I didn't expect that it would be such a child who would rather bend and devote himself to the people.

In all dynasties, how have you ever seen such a resolute and brave king of the fallen country?

And this child is so dead...... Pathos.

Queen Ma looked at the frosty moonlight on the ground in a daze. In that moonlight, he seemed to see a young man who looked like the crown prince Zhu Biao, kowtowing to himself with a sad face, and then resolutely stretched his neck into the knot hanging on the dead tree......

"He died with hatred." Lao Zhu gritted his teeth with hatred, and these words almost popped out of his teeth. "'All the ministers are mistaken', he was bluffed by those officials who killed a thousand knives!"

"Grandma, these corrupt officials and thieves should be killed, they should all be killed!"

"Heavy eight, don't be impulsive." Queen Ma hurriedly grabbed him. For fear that he would be impulsive and take those officials in the court now. "Chongzhen's child is more than two hundred years later. The officials at that time had nothing to do with the hundred officials in the court now! ”

"Isn't it the same?" Lao Zhu's eyes glared, "Look at those officials, our children and grandchildren will pull down their faces to raise money from them, and they will be sent away with hundreds of thousands of taels." The thief army entered the city and directly scraped out 70 million taels! Seventy million! ”

"These readers, full of benevolence, righteousness and morality, don't even want their faces! In our opinion, our big sword slashed down to the court, and eight out of ten are not innocent! ”

"Then you can't kill indiscriminately!" Queen Ma raised her eyebrows, not at all false to the angry Hongwu Emperor. "Now that the world has just decided, you want to kill the courtiers because there is no shadow in the next two hundred years, who will give you an errand in the future? What else are you going to be the emperor? ”

"That'...... So what to do! Lao Zhu said indignantly. Knowing that our children and grandchildren will be bullied like this in the future, we as ancestors can only watch like this? ”

"That's not either." saw Queen Ma wipe the tears in her eyes, pulled Lao Zhu's hands, and let Lao Zhu face herself.

"Chongba, I'm a woman, and I shouldn't have interfered in the affairs of the court."

"But Chongzhen is also my descendant, I have to say this."

"The situation after two hundred and seventy years, we can't control it, and we can't stop it."

"But, we can take care of it now!"

"Girl, you mean?" Zhu Yuanzhang also guessed something.

"Chongba, God has let Su'er travel to the present, this is our chance." Queen Ma said solemnly. "You are the founding emperor of the Ming Dynasty, and Su'er knows the future progress of the Ming Dynasty."

"No, I'm just afraid that it's not just that, what kind of enemies will the Ming Dynasty face in the future, and the disadvantages of the emperor's future governance...... Even what policy is a good policy to save the country, and what policy will be sung crookedly, Su'er must be clear! ”

"With Su'er here, you can help your children and grandchildren fill the holes in advance to avoid that tragedy!"

"Huh?" Lao Zhu was shocked.

Actually, he may not have thought of this verse. It was only when he heard the tragic situation of his descendants, coupled with his anger at the shameless behavior of Qian Qianyi and others, that completely blinded his reason.

He's an irritable person.

Coupled with the frustration of learning that the military household system he was proud of completely collapsed in the future and became the gravedigger of the Ming Dynasty, this frustration made him, who had always been confident, begin to doubt himself.

He even thought, could this be that God is manipulating all this in the dark? It makes a dynasty never escape the reincarnation of three hundred years.

The demise of the Ming Dynasty is also fate?

But now Queen Ma's words made him understand what he should do.

The depression in his chest turned into a burning ambition. The angry Hongwu Emperor is back.

"My sister is right! Yes, what about two hundred and seventy years? Even if God has demarcated that the lifespan of our Ming Dynasty is only two hundred and seventy years, now that we know about this, we will break our wrists with Grandma's God! ”

"It's not enough to fill the holes. Let's create a real, eternally hard-won Ming! ”

In the middle of the night, this low roar of Zhu Yuanzhang, the Emperor of Hongwu, will eventually resound throughout history with the help of that young dragon!