Dakang Chongwen 3 years 7 12 night.

Fire, fire, blazing fire everywhere.

The most violent thing in the world is raging everywhere, swallowing a fiery poisonous tongue and devouring the majestic Fengtian Palace. This is the symbol of the supreme power of the Empire, the land of the Holy Son of Heaven for the herdsmen of the heavens, and now it is turning to ashes.

The splendid curtains became flying sparks, the camphor beams became collapsed coke, and the tassels became accomplices of the flames.

Burn, burn, burn everything, fire brings light to the world, and cleanses away all evil. When justice cannot come down from heaven, let the fire give a just judgment.

Sun Ting, the 25-year-old Chongwen Heavenly Genius, sat quietly on a gilded dragon chair, staring at the fiery purgatory he had made himself.

Yes, he failed, at the hands of his uncles. He is the grandson of Emperor Shenwu and the legal prince who announced to the world in the Taimiao, what is wrong with him inheriting the throne? This is the will of Emperor Gao, and it is also the mission entrusted to him by the heavens, why did his uncles oppose him?

During the three-year Jingyan War, those stupid generals buried the elite soldiers left to him by their grandfather in the north again and again. His strength is several times or more than ten times that of King Yan, but he always fails miserably again and again. The collapse of hundreds of thousands of hundreds of thousands of armies was unthinkable in the era of my grandfather Shenwu Tianzi, why did they become so vulnerable after a few years.

He changed commander after commander, and the result remained the same. What is even more shameful is the betrayal again and again, those who claim to be grateful for the grace of the Divine Martial Emperor and swear loyalty to him betrayed him one after another, making him sad and cry again and again.

Even if the Northern Army reached Yangzhou and was only separated by a river from Nanjing, he still firmly believed that victory belonged to him, and he controlled the Yangtze River Naval Division composed of the left and right guards of the navy, Guangyangwei and Henghaiwei.

Although the northern army has 100,000 Tatar and Han cavalry, but the northerners are not good at the state, with this powerful naval division in hand, the city of Nanjing on the south bank of the Yangtze River is as stable as Mount Tai. As long as he holds on for 2 months, the army of the king of the world rushes to the city of Nanjing, and it is still a situation where he will win.

He never expected that Chen Xuan, the governor he personally appointed and the commander of the Yangtze River Naval Division, would actually take refuge in King Yan and let the 200,000 people of the Northern Army flock across the river and reach the city of Nanjing.

Even if King Yan's soldiers are in the city, he has this majestic city left to him by his grandfather, and there are still 200,000 troops in the city, which is enough for a battle. But when King Yan came to Jinchuan Gate, his most trusted Duke of Cao Guo, Li Jilong, actually opened the city and surrendered. The northern army broke through the city of Nanjing without firing a single shot, and surrounded his imperial palace.

His pro-army Jinwu Avant-garde, rearguard, Jinyi Guard and Bannerman Guard were still desperately resisting, but he knew that the general trend was gone and the defeat was irretrievable. Even if he fails, he is a descendant of Emperor Gao, and he has the blood of a great man in his body, and he would rather die than stoop to be humiliated. He couldn't leave his grandfather's dragon chair and hall to Dakang's despicable rebellion, and to the unfilial descendants of the Sun family.

Let the fire destroy the injustice of this world, it's over, it's over.

The black smoke was surging, the poisonous gas was permeated, and the smoked Emperor Chongwen was dizzy and tearful. The flames approached the dragon chair step by step, scorching his Wing Shan Crown, his dragon robe, he was afraid of the pain of burning his body, and he was even more afraid of Emperor Gao's stern gaze.

Before his grandfather died, he told him again and again to beware of the enemy in the west and the swallows entering Beijing. But he was too anxious to cut the domain, thinking that everything was under control, and he finally despised King Yan, and what face did he have to see Emperor Shenwu Gao under the spring.

He was hot all over his body, his consciousness gradually blurred, and in the darkness he heard the shouts of killing outside the main hall, the crisp sound of the blades striking, the cries of the seriously injured and dying soldiers, and a huge carved beam fell to the ground in a hurry, and the fragments flew wildly, hitting the big pillar...

He felt someone tugging at him, and there was a faint cry in the voice of a male duck in his ears: "Long live, long live, long live Grandpa wake up!" The voice was familiar and unfamiliar, and it seemed to be the official of the temple. Could it be that he died so soon, and that my grandfather in heaven sent someone to summon him?

No, he felt leaning on a strong arm, his body was shaking rapidly, he could smell the strong smell of sweat on people, surrounded by a chaotic sound of footsteps, the slight impact of blades, and the male duck shouted in a low voice: this way, this way, light fool!

Everything proved that he was not dead, someone was carrying him! He could hear that the male duck voice was Wu Liang, the eunuch of the Imperial Horse Supervisor. He knew that there had always been an inner supervisor in his palace, and since the northern army came to the city, he didn't know how many inner eunuchs had escaped to the Yan king's army. These guys are going to take themselves alive and sacrifice themselves to the rebels.

These damned minions, no! No, they would rather die than be humiliated! His whole body trembled with shock, and the great fear made him open his eyes with all his might, and his consciousness returned to his mind.

In the midst of the raging fire, he quickly saw his surroundings clearly. A tall and burly inner eunuch was walking briskly with him on his back, looking at the clothes of the Divine Palace Eunuch, and he was wearing a hat on his head with a net scarf. Wu Liang, the eunuch of the Imperial Horse Supervisor, ran alongside him, holding a three-mountain hat in his hand, his robe was stained with blood, his face was covered with black ash, and sweat flowed down his cheeks, rushing one by one, embarrassed.

Not far away, in the darkness, there were more than a dozen officers who commanded the envoys of the pro-army, one by one, wearing helmets and armor, holding swords and swords, with a murderous aura, and their armor and battle robes were covered with blood, and some of them were obviously wounded.

Look at the direction is to run to the west side of the Fengtian Palace, there is a warm pavilion on the east and west sides of the main hall, the west warm pavilion is called the Wen Building, the east warm pavilion is called the martial tower, this is the place where he usually rests and reads, and privately summons important ministers. What are they bringing themselves here for? Emperor Chongwen shouted, struggling desperately on the eunuch's back.

The sudden shout alarmed everyone, and the group stopped and looked in surprise. Although the eunuch carrying Emperor Chongwen on his back was powerful, he was caught off guard and let him break free.

This time he also exhausted the strength of Emperor Chongwen, his hands and feet were sore, Wu Liang rushed forward to support him, and the male duck said excitedly: "Your Majesty sends the weight of the world, how can you easily die in Sheji!" There was a faint reproach, this is not the tone of the servant who spoke to the Son of Heaven.

Although Emperor Chongwen was weak, he still stood up under the support of his anger, and he pointed to the figures around him and scolded: "Traitor, how can Dakang lose to you, how can the first emperor Shenwu Tianzi lose to you, you actually colluded with usurpation, and killed the king, and the sky will die." ”

Wu Liang knelt on the ground, hugged Emperor Chongwen's legs and said: "Your Majesty made a mistake, Emperor Gao had already expected today's difficulties, and secretly arranged an escape plan. The edict ordered me to wait for the king to rescue the king at a critical moment, they are all loyal people valued by the previous emperor, how can it be unfavorable to Your Majesty. ”

Where is Emperor Chongwen willing to believe, he has been betrayed too much, which one is not loyal to the sun and moon in person, and conspired to defect when he left the imperial city. Especially the eunuchs, unfilial people, what kind of loyalty do they talk about. But at this time, he was too tired, he had just struggled out of the brink of life and death, he was shocked, where did he still have the strength to reprimand his subordinates, he turned around and said dejectedly: "At this point, why deceive Yu me again." ”

Wu Liang took a few steps back on his knees, took out a jade pendant from his arms, presented it to Emperor Chongwen with both hands, and said loudly: "If Your Majesty doesn't believe in your ministers, you will always recognize this thing, and Your Majesty will know it at a glance." ”

Emperor Chongwen hesitated for a moment, and stepped forward to take the jade pendant. This is a piece of flawless mutton fat jade, carved by a skilled craftsman into the appearance of Longzi Pu Lao, the carving is exquisite, and the back of Pu Lao is a Kun character. Although this piece of jade is good, it is not a priceless treasure, but this piece of jade is my grandfather's favorite object during his lifetime, and it must not be separated from his body for a while.

Since Kunyu is in the hands of Wu Liang, then this person must be deeply trusted by his grandfather.

He returned the jade pendant to Wu Liang, but there was no joy in his heart, even if what Wu Liang said was true, where is the way to survive now? Outside the city is the 200,000 army of King Yan, the northern army has entered the imperial city, and outside the Fengtian Temple is the battlefield, even if they rush out of the sea of fire, how can they escape the rain of swords and arrows outside.

He sighed and said, "Even if you are loyal ministers of Dakang, I have already mistaken the people of the world, and I can't mistake your lives again, so you can run for your lives." ”

Wu Liang said loudly: "Emperor Gao's Ming Dynasty and the sun and the moon are unparalleled in ancient and modern times. However, even Emperor Gao, how many times has he been in a desperate situation? If Emperor Gao is like His Majesty, he will die when he encounters setbacks, where will there be a brilliant and great prosperity, and where will there be such a great cause!"

Emperor Chongwen shouted angrily: "Bold!" The power of the Son of Heaven is chilling.

Wu Liang was not afraid, and said loudly: "Emperor Gao entrusts his ministers with His Majesty, and the ministers dare not fear death, and they are afraid of the first emperor!"

Another beam and pillar on the main hall collapsed, the beams and pillars of the Fengtian Hall are all giant trees in the South China Sea, and they can't withstand long-term burning, the fire in Wenlou is slightly smaller, but it can't be supported for long, and the crackling sound of burning around seems to remind Emperor Chongwen that this place can't stay for a long time, and it is necessary to make a decision immediately.

A big man came out of the crowd, knelt in front of Emperor Chongwen, and said in a deep voice: "Chen Long Xiangwei commands Liu Li, if Your Majesty abandons the people, what is Emperor Nagao?"

Another thin and tall man knelt in front of Emperor Chongwen and said loudly: "Chen Jinyi Wei Qianhu Liu Guan, please Your Majesty hurry up." Hulala's armor was sonorous, and more than a dozen soldiers knelt on the ground and shouted in unison: "Please Your Majesty!"

Emperor Chongwen looked at these loyal courtiers and couldn't say a word. How many high-ranking officials he gave him, and those people turned their backs on him, but it was these low-ranking officers who did not abandon him in times of crisis, and he couldn't understand why. But at this moment he had no way to think, the endless exhaustion crushed him, and the endless pain exhausted his spirit.

Wu Liang took a step forward to support Emperor Chongwen and shouted: "Wang Hui, long live grandpa on your back." The tall eunuch stepped forward in a muffled voice, picked up Emperor Chongwen's arm and carried it on his back.

Wu Liang pointed loudly, and everyone rushed to the high stairs on the main seat of the Wenlou. Wu Liang pushed away the heavy ebony dragon chair, he struggled to lift the cover, and there was a hole in the ground underneath. Everyone exclaimed, no one thought that under the majestic Fengtian Palace, there was a secret passage.