In August of the seventh year of the Apocalypse, Shuntianfu Beijing City.

Two hundred and twenty years ago, it was chosen by the Yongle Emperor Zhu Di to become the second capital of the Ming Dynasty, and since then it has ushered in its new life.

From the original military city and a strategic fortress in the north, it has gradually prospered and become the new political, economic and cultural center of the country.

This also opened the precedent of the Ming Dynasty's Son of Heaven guarding the country.

It's a pity that Emperor Yongle never thought that his descendants would guard this country in a mess.

Since the Tumubao Change, the Warats have also fought here, and the Mongolian Altan Khan has also hit here.

Even the former courtiers of the Ming Dynasty, the Jianzhou Jurchens, began to bypass the border defenses and burned the soldiers into Beizhili and to the city of Beijing.

Nowadays, the Jianzhou Jurchen may be more accurate: Houjin!

Later Jin Khan Emperor Taiji had already besieged Jinzhou and Ningyuan, forcing Yuan Chonghuan, the governor of Liaodong, to send an envoy to negotiate peace.

Perhaps it is because the fortunes of the Ming Dynasty should not die now, Yuan Chonghuan withstood the trust, and the Ningjin defense line was not lost.

(Yuan Chonghuan's original history has been given home, and it will be reused later, and the book will be slightly adjusted for the subsequent plot roundness.) ）

But the heavy clouds of war still weighed heavily on the city of Beijing, on the hearts of the emperors, generals, and peddlers and pawns in the city.

There are thieves on the outside, and there is no peace on the inside.

Suzhou, Shanxi, and Shaanxi displaced people have risen in all directions, and the number has reached 100,000 as many as they gather.

Whether it is a rebellion or an uprising, the eyes of the discerning people have seen it clearly, and the Ming Dynasty left by Taizu and Chengzu is now crumbling.

At this moment of internal and external troubles and uncertain people's hearts, the Emperor of the Apocalypse at this moment of the Ming Dynasty has also reached the point of running out of oil and running out.

Emperor Zhu Youxiao of the Apocalypse has no children under his knees, and has secretly decreed that the throne will be passed on to his younger brother, Zhu Youzhen, the king of letters.

At this moment, countless eyes were cast on the palace and also on the Xinwang Mansion.

Zhu Youzhen walked into the palace and walked out of the palace in the midst of all the attention.

Before long, bad news came from the deep palace.

Emperor of the Apocalypse, he died!

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"Your Highness, Your Highness."

Zhu Ding regained some of his will in a daze, and opened his eyes when he heard the low voice of the woman in his ear.

What greeted her was a beautiful woman with a look of worry on her face.

This made Zhu Ding almost subconsciously sit up.

How could there be a strange, beautiful woman in your own home? Still sitting on the edge of your bed?

What bastard is this going to frame himself!

The local businessmen are so rude that they will do these indiscriminate things to pull the cadres into the water.

The emotions of consternation come and go faster.

As the brain raced, a strange but familiar memory began to emerge and quickly merged into consciousness.

The woman in front of her is called Zhou Yufeng, her name is Yu'er, and her identity is her wife!

Wife?

When did I Zhu Ding have such a young and beautiful wife, the key point is that I have been married for more than ten years!

Bigamy is a crime.

The memories that had just melted into his consciousness clashed with the old memories in Zhu Ding's mind, resulting in a tearing pain, which made Zhu Ding involuntarily cover his head and snort.

This cry of pain startled the beauty sitting on the edge of the bed, and she shouted out in a beautiful voice.

"Wang Daban, His Royal Highness King Xin has woken up, and quickly send the imperial doctor in."

Believe in the king, believe in the king, believe in the king!

Why did this woman shout that she believed in the king.

That's right, I'm the king of faith, the king of faith in the Ming Dynasty, because my name is Zhu Youzhen.

Exercise!

What kind of shit identity is this.

Zhu Ding's eyes widened, I'm Zhu Youzhen?

So who is Zhu Ding?

By the way, it's me, too.

So, I'm crossing over now.

From the 21st century to the 17th century, from 2023 in the Western Yuan calendar to the seventh year of the Apocalypse in the traditional Chinese emperor year, and gloriously possessed the body of Zhu Youzhen, the king of Damingxin.

In other words, he became the Chongzhen Emperor in history!

What hell is this starting?

The human brain is far more advanced than a computer, and the speed at which it processes information is extremely fast, and in just a few breaths, Zhu Ding has fused the two memories together, even if the process is not pleasant and accompanied by annoying pain.

But he absorbed it anyway.

Before he accompanied the eunuch Wang Chengen into the house, he led the eunuch into the house.

didn't care about thinking too much about messy things, Zhu Ding lay down again.

Let the Imperial Doctor take the pulse.

Maybe it's a dream, just open your eyes again.

Zhu Ding really can't look down on what he can't cross, and it's not that he can't live in the 21st century, on the contrary, he lives really nourishingly.

There is a special car when you go out, and you have a wife and children when you go home.

Walk where you don't go in front of you, left and right in a group.

I won't change it for an ancient emperor.

What's more, it's still Emperor Chongzhen.

Bah!

Whoever loves should go.

Don't talk about Chongzhen, the king of the dead country, you just take Wanli and Jiajing in exchange, Zhu Ding is unwilling.

The demise of the Ming Dynasty has become an inevitable trend and cannot be saved.

Because Zhu Ding closed his eyes, he didn't see the movement in the house at this moment.

A thirty-year-old eunuch stood five paces away, his face full of worry and even tears in his eyes.

There was an old man with a white beard half-kneeling on the side of the bed, with a resolute expression of generosity and death to take Zhu Ding's pulse.

I think it's the so-called Tai Doctor.

After a while, the old man of the imperial physician let go of his hand to hold the pulse, and spoke to meet the worried eyes of Zhou Yufeng and Wang Chengen.

"The princess is relieved, and His Royal Highness is fine."

said a word of nothing, and the two of them breathed a sigh of relief visibly with the naked eye.

Zhou Yufeng is a woman, and she is only sixteen years old, so she can only thank her when she hears it, and Wang Chengen leads the imperial doctor out of the door to persuade her.

"Outside the mansion are Wei Zhongxian's eyeliner, Mr. should live here temporarily."

The old man smiled a slightly sadly.

"The old man dares to come, he has already put life and death behind, the old man not only wants to leave the house, but also spread the good news that the king has nothing to do all over the capital."

Wang Chengen didn't say anything more, silently sent the old lady all the way to the closed door of the mansion, and solemnly said goodbye.

The old lady held her head high, strode out of the door with a crack in the hole with the medical box in her hand, and then shouted loudly.

"Taizu Chengzu blesses, the king of faith is unhindered, and the king of faith is unhindered!"

Through the crack in the door, Wang Chengen could see clearly.

The pawns of the peddlers pretended to be Jinyiwei and the East and West Factories were all removed in an instant.

There are not only Wei Zhongxian's eyeliner in this, but also the eyeliner of the Donglin Party, or the eyeliner of the Houjin people?

It doesn't matter anymore.

The important thing is that the street in front of the city, which was originally noisy, was silent for a moment, and only the sound of the old lady lying on the ground was moaning in the dust.

"Taizu Chengzu blesses, believe in the king, there is no hindrance."

He died, from a dark arrow.

No one knows who shot the arrow.

And no one cares.

The gate of the Shin Prince's Mansion was reopened.

Wang Chengen turned around, walked back to the backyard from several groups of heavily armed guards, and finally stood outside the dormitory, like an old monk.

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Dongsi, Fuzhou Hall.

This is the place where Fuzhou people go to Beijing to catch the examination and do business, and at the same time, it is also the place where the Donglin party people meet and discuss politics, which was built by the party leader Ye Xianggao.

The Donglin Party was founded by Mr. Gu Xiancheng of Donglin, and was carried forward and strengthened by Zhao Nanxing, Ye Xianggao, Wang Wenyan and others.

Now, their party leader, spiritual leader, Ye Xianggao, who has been the second phase, has also reached the point of running out of oil and running out, lying on the sickbed and dying.

More than a dozen men of different ages entered the room one after another and sat down one by one in silence.

"Today, the Imperial Doctor went to the Xinwang Mansion."

Ye Xianggao, who was on the sickbed, opened his mouth, although he was already angry, he still held his spirit.

The nearest middle-aged man hurriedly stepped forward and replied in a voice that everyone present could hear.

"Lun Kui, don't worry, King Xin is fine."

"That's good, that's good." Ye Xianggao closed his eyes and spoke: "Yesterday, King Xin entered the palace, and after returning home, he couldn't afford a high fever, the old man was really worried that King Xin was poisoned by the eunuchs." ”

After relieving himself, Ye Xianggao also opened his eyes and was about to get up, the middle-aged man next to him and a nearby person hurriedly started to serve, helping Ye Xianggao to sit at the head of the bed.

"Ladies and gentlemen."

Ye Xianggao said: "The king of faith is fine, and the end of the eunuch party has come, so you should go to the palace of the king and support the king to enter the palace and succeed to the throne." ”

Everyone in the room looked at each other, and the middle-aged man who reported the news before hesitated.

"At this time, there are a lot of eunuch eyeliner outside King Xin's mansion, and the imperial doctor who went to ask King Xin's pulse was assassinated on the spot as soon as he left the house."

Ye Xianggao didn't speak, and the other couldn't help but hum.

"If you are afraid, stay here, and I'll wait."

"Who do you say is afraid?" The man who was called the recipient was immediately annoyed: "It's just that the eunuch party has become a dead end now, jumping off the wall for the fear dog, Qian is also worried that your colleagues will be harmed by it, jade rope, you have avoided disaster for four years because of Ding worry, how do you know the cruelty of the eunuch party." ”

"I'm not afraid of Zhou Yanru!"

Zhou Yanru shouted awe-inspiringly: "The big deal is death, I also have to go to see King Xin, and escort King Xin into the palace to succeed to the throne." ”

Seeing that the two wanted to have a dispute, Ye Xiangqiang raised his hand to interrupt the sick body.

"Don't quarrel, you all go, Wei Zhongxian doesn't have that ability even if he wants to jump off the wall in a hurry, since the king is okay, the minions under his command will not follow him a rootless eunuch all the way to the black.

If you don't go, Tian Ergeng and Xu Xianchun should take the front of you. ”

With Ye Xianggao's words, many people have settled down in their hearts.

Qian Shouzhi, who was still hesitant, was also in a hurry to perform, that is, Qian Qianyi, who is now a rising star of the Donglin Party.

A group of people quarreled and called friends to go to the palace of the king of letters.

In an instant, the people of the Fuzhou Hall went to the empty building, leaving only the terminally ill Ye Xianggao muttering to himself.

"The first emperor is going slowly, old minister, I am going to see you."

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Xian'an Palace.

The name of this palace is not outstanding, but the owner who lived here was once one of the people who had the ability to call the wind and rain in the Ming Dynasty.

Bong Holy Lady Hakka.

That is, the nurse of the Emperor of the Apocalypse.

In the past, the Hakka family enjoyed all the glory and wealth, and she did whatever she wanted, but now, after she shed the glossy coat of power, she was just an ordinary, old-fashioned middle-aged woman, curled up in this deep palace and couldn't live in fear.

Her big backer and protector is gone.

The only thing that can pin hope is only one, no, Wei Zhongxian, who is half a man.

In the cold and even Senran hall, the Hakka clan saw Wei Zhongxian, a thin old eunuch with a gloomy face and a little worried.

"I heard that Zhu Youzhen's bastard is fine."

As soon as the Hakka came up, he asked: "Didn't you say that you have a way to get rid of him, why are you still alive now." ”

"There's no chance yet." Wei Zhongxian lowered his eyes.

"If he doesn't die, we'll die!" The Hakka clan roared like a madman: "Let Tian Ergeng and Xu Xianchun take Jinyiwei to kill him, kill him!" ”

Wei Zhongxian glanced up at the Hakka clan coldly, and the latter suddenly came to an abrupt end like a beast being grabbed by the throat.

"Do you still expect Tian Ergeng and Xu Xianchun now? These two dogs are white-eyed wolves, they can't be fed, the first emperor is gone, they also began to wait for the price to sell, look left and right, don't kill the two of us to go to Zhu Youzhen to invite merit or be afraid of our family's prestige for many years.

Do you still expect them to kill Zhu Youzhen? ”

The Ke family cried out and grabbed the sleeve of Wei Zhongxian's robe: "Otherwise, let's go to Nanjing, go to Nanjing to avoid trouble, didn't you say that Nanjing is your people." ”

Wei Zhongxian shook it off coldly and said nothing.

He could see that the Hakka family was still thinking about the glory and wealth that belonged to her, and he couldn't bear to let go.

Still want to go to Nanjing to continue to enjoy happiness?

It's ridiculous.

"At this point, there is only one way left."

Wei Zhongxian said quietly: "Our family has changed the court, I hope that the king can raise his noble hand." ”

With that, he turned and left.

He still holds the east and west factories in his hands, and holds the money bags of the imperial court such as the Jiangnan Weaving Bureau, the Lianghuai Salt Class, Caoyun, and the City Shipping Division, Wei Zhongxian doesn't believe it, and Zhu Youzhen can't see his own value.

As long as he can save his life, he Wei Zhongxian can hand it all over.

As for Hakka?

A useless bitch, she's the real dead end.