Eighth year of Chongzhen

Chapter 1 Came to Daming
In the capital city in June of the eighth year of Emperor Chongzhen of the Ming Dynasty, the weather was extremely sultry. It has been several months since the beginning of spring, and there has not been a drop of rain. Many trees on the side of the road have rolled their leaves.The sun was so bright that people couldn't keep their eyes open, there were few pedestrians on the street, and the dog in front of the big family's house was lying lazily in the shade of the corner, panting heavily with its long tongue sticking out.

In the Hall of Martial Arts in the Forbidden City, Emperor Chongzhen sat on the dragon chair with a sullen face, and dozens of memorials from various places were piled up on the imperial case in front of him, but he never read a single one.The eunuch Wang Chengen stood sideways, with his waist slightly bowed, his eyes fixed on the ground under his feet, not daring to vent his breath.

Chongzhen's eyes were focused on a corner outside the hall, his eyes were dull, and he was wandering off his mind, not knowing what he was thinking.

Wang Chengen secretly groaned in his heart. Since he recovered from the cold, fever, and lethargy for two days, the emperor has avoided living in the Hall of Martial Arts because of the fact that the thieves burned the Fengyang imperial tomb and that the thieves are becoming more and more powerful. Tsing Yi is engaged; this master has been like this for the past few days, sitting quietly in a daze, not saying a word, his face is ugly, and he doesn't care about anyone.

What he didn't know was that this Chongzhen was no longer that Chongzhen, his body was still that body, but his soul was that of a young college student from hundreds of years later.

Zhu Zhenqing never dreamed that he, a graduate student majoring in archeology in the history department of a first-class university in the 21st century, would travel to Zhu Youjian, the last emperor of Ming Dynasty hundreds of years ago, because of an accidental touch in an ancient tomb. I can't and don't want to accept this reality, but I can't go back.

Fortunately, I was an orphan in my previous life, and I never talked about a girlfriend in college, so I was considered a loner with no worries, so I can think about it after being sad.

As a college student majoring in archaeology, his daily learning is inseparable from history, and he also has a relatively deep understanding and research on the history of the late Ming Dynasty. From the side-by-side observations and various observations in the past few days, he knows that it is the eighth year of Chongzhen. It is less than ten years before I hang the southeast branch on Meishan.

In the previous life, the evaluation of Emperor Chongzhen on the Internet was mixed. Some said that he was self-willed and suspicious of employing people, and his talent was mediocre; Opinions vary.

There are a few points that Zhu Zhenqing agrees with: first, the financial collapse, no money to pay soldiers; second, natural disasters continued, and even caught up with the Little Ice Age, and the drought in the north lasted for many years, resulting in more and more people who rebelled because they could not eat. There are more and more; third, the civil servant group only cares about self-interest and ignores state affairs; fourth, the government's control over military generals in the late Chongzhen period is almost out of control.

The reasons are clear to myself, but it is too difficult to solve these problems specifically, and it is almost impossible to complete.

It would be an eternal shame for him to travel through time, and finally watch Da Ming die by his own hands.

There is no way, let’s take it step by step; my biggest advantage is to know the direction of history, and also generally understand who should use it and who should not use it.

The most important thing now is to have a strong armed force that can be fully controlled, as well as the rapid understanding and transmission of information and intelligence.

Thinking of this, Zhu Zhenqing (later renamed Zhu Youjian) slowly withdrew his mind, turned his head and glanced at Wang Chengen, it was impossible not to be moved by the only eunuch who died with him in this life.

Now that I have time-traveled, it is absolutely impossible for the tragedy to repeat itself. I will let this middle-aged man with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes in front of me have a good death and a rich and prosperous life.

He called out, "Big companion!"

"The servant is here, what is the emperor's order?" Wang Chengen hurriedly moved to Zhu Youjian in small steps, bowed his head and answered.

"Ask someone to pass on the official of Jinyiwei Hall to see him!"

"Slave servant, tell someone to pass it on!"

After Wang Chengen returned, he bowed his waist and walked back to the entrance of the hall, then quickly turned around and left the hall, called a small yellow gate, and after a few orders, he returned to Chongzhen and replied: "What else can the emperor order? "

Zhu Youjian paused, and said, "Big Companion, how many years have you been with me?"

"If you go back to the emperor, the slaves entered the palace at the age of 12, and it has been 23 years since then. The queen who beat the emperor and was given a letter has been with the emperor, and it has been 14 years."

Zhu Youjian nodded, and continued to ask: "Do you have any relatives in your family now?"

"If you go back to the emperor, there is still an elder brother, a younger brother and an older sister in the servant's family, all of whom are managing the fields in their hometown."

Zhu Youjian was stunned, and asked: "Manage the fields? I know that relatives and children like Cao Huachun, Wang Dehua, Gao Qiqian, and Wang Zhixin are all commanders of Enyin Jinyiwei, thousands of households, and the worst is a hundred households." , you are an old man in the palace, don't you have no status with me?"

Although Zhu Youjian said the last sentence in a joking tone, Wang Chengen was frightened, and knelt down with a puff: "The servants are blessed by the previous life, so they can serve the emperor in this life. I envy the servants serving by the emperor's side, do you despise the old slave and want to drive the old slave away!"

Zhu Youjian said impatiently: "You old man, I just said it casually, just for fun, what are you thinking about? Get up and answer!"

Wang Chengen climbed up tremblingly, bending even lower.

Zhu Youjian continued to say in an impatient tone: "You old man, you haven't answered my question just yet!"

"Returning to the emperor, the old slave used the money he had accumulated over the years to buy them dozens of acres of land in his hometown. They are all used to digging in the soil, and they don't want to come to the capital, saying yes If you don't go to work in the field for a day, you will feel at ease, so the old slave will follow their thoughts."

"It's an honest person who keeps his own place, but he can't let the honest person suffer. Since you follow me and are close to me, if the children of the family don't get the honor, those who don't know will think that I treat you too harshly."

"If you go back to the emperor, I don't know how many blessings I have cultivated in my life. I can serve you every day in this life. The only thing I want to do in this life is to serve the emperor well, and I can do anything for the emperor! As for the others , the old slave didn’t think too much about it!”

"Do anything for me? Does it include dying for me?" Zhu Youjian said jokingly again.

Wang Chengen Lima knelt down again, and replied loudly without hesitation: "The emperor is the god of slaves, this old slave does not know the truth, but it is the duty of this old slave to die for the emperor!"

Zhu Youjian was slightly moved. He looked at the unattractive middle-aged eunuch in front of him, and said in his heart: In that period of history, I was indeed your god, but you managed to die for me.

"Get up, I believe in you!"

Wang Chengen suddenly sobbed loudly.He raised his head and looked at Zhu Youjian, tears rolling down his face: "My lord, with these three words you said to this old slave, this old slave is worth it all his life!"

Zhu Youjian's eye sockets were also a little moist.He felt it was worth having such a loyal servant in his life.Although Wang Cheng'en is an eunuch and is despised by most people, in the end he used his actions to tell the world that an eunuch is not lacking in loyalty and integrity, and he is ten thousand times stronger than some so-called literati who read sage books and are full of benevolence and morality.

"Get up, you old man, earn my tears for nothing, right? Let me tell you, I plan to reorganize my brocade clothes, so as not to mislead me by the court! Let's do this, you will send someone back to your hometown in a few days, and ask your nephew And my nephew, pick someone who is smart, willing to endure hardships and not slippery to come to Beijing. I will tell the Commander of Jin Yiwei to do a test of hundreds of households, find a reliable person to take him, and the future depends on his own fate. Remember , this is the grace I bestowed on you, don't refuse, and after you come to Beijing, you have to tell him not to embarrass me and you!"

Wang Chengen burst into tears, with snot and tears all over his face, and kowtowed: "The old slave thanked the emperor for his kindness, and the old slave thanked the emperor for his kindness on behalf of the family. Don't worry, the emperor will never embarrass the emperor!"''

Wang Chengen knew in his heart that although Enyin, the children of the inner court mentioned by the emperor earlier, had a lot of official positions, they were all in name only, and would not take up real positions in Jinyiwei.This time, the emperor gave a hundred households with real jobs, which is equivalent to reaching the sky in one step. If the job is done well in the future, the future will be bright.

At this moment, Xiao Huangmen, who was going to deliver the decree, came to the gate of the hall, bowed his head and reported loudly: "Return to the Holy Lord, the Shangguan of Jinyiwei Hall asks for an audience!"

Wang Chengen got up quickly, wiped the marks on his face with his sleeve, and Zhu Youjian ordered, "Xuan! "

"There is a decree from the Holy Spirit, the officials of the Xuanjinyiwei Hall will see you!" Xiaohuangmen's shrill voice shouted loudly, and after a while, several people were dressed in bright red straight-fitting casual clothes with luan belts hanging around their waists, Middle-aged people wearing black veils came to the main hall and filed in from the door.

　It is my first time to write a book, and the writing is clumsy, but I am full of courage. I hope that friends who think this book is okay will give a full order when they see the paid chapters.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)