Chongzhen Daming: Starting from Coal Mountain

Chapter 1

where am i?
Zhu Gaoyuan opened his eyes in a daze.

The first thing that catches the eye is an old locust tree with a crooked neck, and half of the yellow silk noose remains on the branch that protrudes horizontally. The fracture of the yellow silk is uneven, as if it was broken by a heavy object.

Why does this picture look familiar?

It seems that someone was about to hang himself, and then Huang Ling broke?

"The Weaving Bureau is getting more and more outrageous. The yellow silk used by the Tian family dares to pass it off as a good one, but don't worry, Long Live Lord, this time the old slave will combine two yellow silks into one, and it will never be broken again."

Accompanied by the shrill voice, a figure walked into Zhu Gaoyuan's field of vision.

I saw this man with a white face and no beard, wearing a boa robe and a three-mountain cap. What kind of appearance is this?

Also, what was this guy shouting just now?Long live?Long live what?Is this calling me?

Just when Zhu Gaoyuan was at a loss, countless memory fragments suddenly poured into his mind, and along with these memory fragments poured in,
There is also endless sadness, resentment and unwillingness.

In his childhood, he was in danger in Ciqing Palace.

When he was a teenager, he was terrified in Prince Xin's Mansion.

Hastily ascended the throne at the age of seventeen, under the shadow of Wei Zhongxian like thin ice.

When Wei Zhongxian was eradicated, Daming's mess made him burn out again.

He saves food and clothes, spends all his energy and energy, and reviews memorials every day until the third and fifth shifts. He is as diligent in governing as Chengzu and Taizu, but the situation of the Ming Dynasty is still in decline, and it is collapsing day by day.

Finally, the bandits broke into the capital.

After arranging the funeral, he took Wang Chengen to the Long Live Mountain and threw himself into a hoop.

At this point, the memory is interrupted, and the memory belonging to Emperor Chongzhen ends here.

Chongzhen?Zhu Gaoyuan glanced down at the dragon robe on his body, with a confused look on his face, did I travel to the Ming Dynasty?And seized the Chongzhen Emperor?
isn't it?
This is too cruel, right?

I just said something when I was visiting Jingshan, if I were Chongzhen, I would definitely not hang myself, but I would try to escape to Nanjing to reorganize Ming Dynasty, and then you made my eyes go black, and time travel became Chongzhen?And it was Chongzhen who had just been hanged in Meishan?God, don't play like this!

I'm just talking about it, I haven't thought about it in practice!
Meishan has already been hanged, how can I play?

But if it was a year or so earlier, the Emperor Chongzhen could still be rescued.

But how to save now?It is now March 3th, and the Guangning Gate must have been opened long ago. The thieves must have entered the outer city of Beijing, and will soon enter the inner city!

At this time, you let me travel through time and turn the tide?
God, my surname is Zhu, but my name is Zhu Gaoyuan, not Zhu Youjian. I shouldn't be responsible for the king of the subjugated Ming Dynasty. What the hell is this called?

"Long live, Huang Ling is ready."

The thin voice sounded again, pulling Zhu Gaoyuan back from his thoughts.

Zhu Gaoyuan turned his head in a daze, and looked at the white-faced man not far away.

Wang Chengen?Eunuch Bingbi, the supervisor of ceremonies, the only eunuch who accompanied him on the road!

Wang Chengen straightened his clothes, knelt down in front of Zhu Gaoyuan, and said in a respectful voice: "The old slave respectfully invites Lord Long Live to drive."

"Get driving? Where are you going?" Zhu Gaoyuan was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, and then realized that he was asking him to hang himself.

Hanging is impossible.

Even if you die in battle, you won't hang yourself.

He Zhu Gaoyuan is not Zhu Youjian.

It is not Yidiandian who has a strong psychological quality.

But Wang Chengen's words also awakened Zhu Gaoyuan.

It is not suitable to stay here for a long time, you must flee Beijing as soon as possible.

Because the Dashun army is about to enter the city, it is impossible to hide.

The whole city was searched.

Report a big reward.

Where are you hiding?

Makeup abscond?Also delusional.

To the north of Huanghuai, half of China has been returned to the Dashun Army.

As soon as the sea arrest notice with the portrait was issued, even Zhu Gaoyuan cut himself in the face a few times, and the officials, gentry and common people along the way could still find him.

Who made him the Chongzhen Emperor now.

Yes, from now on he is Chongzhen!

There is no Zhu Gaoyuan in the world, only Chongzhen!

So the first thing to do now is to gather manpower and break out with arms.

This is not a difficult choice, Chongzhen made a decision in an instant.

"Wang Daban." Incorporating Chongzhen's memory fragments, this title came out of his mouth naturally, "How many available people are left in the palace?"

Wang Chengen said: "Before there were dozens of people, but now there are probably only a dozen people available."

"It's a little less, but it's barely enough." Chongzhen hummed and said again, "Go down the mountain and recruit these people, I have important tasks for them to handle."

Wang Chengen looked at Chongzhen blankly.

Chongzhen immediately said angrily: "Hurry up!"

"Uh, the old slave obeys the order." Wang Chengen left in a hurry.

Watching Wang Chengen go away, Chongzhen turned his gaze to the distance again, and there should be still time.

Judging from the weather, it should be Maozheng (6 o'clock) at this time. If the historical records are correct, Liu Zongmin led his army into the inner city of Beijing from Zhengyangmen, Chongwenmen, and Xuanwumen at Sichu (9 o'clock).

As a lover of Ming history, he was very sure of the time when the Dashun Army entered the city.

Therefore, he still has an hour and a half to prepare for breaking out, including shaking people.

Everyone in the world thought that Chongzhen was at the end of his rope at this time, even Chongzhen himself thought so, otherwise he would not have given up all hope and took Wang Chengen to Meishan to hang himself.

However, as a senior veteran who was born in the frontier defense force and studied in a military academy for three years, he knew that Chongzhen was far from exhausted at this time.

At least the chances of breaking out are real.

He and his comrades also specifically discussed this possibility.

So Chongzhen stopped thinking about it and followed down the mountain.

……

Half an hour later, the son-in-law Duwei's mansion.

Gong Yonggu splashed ink on the wall and wrote the words "The world has received the grace of the country, and the body cannot be humiliated", and then threw the brush worth hundreds of gold on the ground.

"Bring me my BMW."

"And my precious sword and armor."

Gong Yonggu looked sad, everything is over.

The servant quickly brought Gong Yonggu's BMW over.

There are also treasured swords and precious armors.

Gong Yonggu pulled out his treasured sword and compared it to his beloved horse for a long time, but he still couldn't do it.

It wasn't until there was a tsunami of cheers outside the Zhengyang Gate that Gong Yonggu finally made up his mind that even if he killed this peerless BMW, he couldn't leave it to the bandits.

Gong Yonggu closed his eyes and was about to strike.

At this moment, a thin voice came: "There is a purpose!"

Looking back anxiously, he saw a little eunuch in blue hurried in.

Gong Yonggu hurriedly prostrated himself, and said respectfully: "I respectfully invite the Holy One, Jin'an."

"Saint Gong'an." The little eunuch bowed towards the Forbidden City, and shouted again, "The captain of the son-in-law, Gong Yonggu, will immediately select the strong servants of the mansion, and bring all the horses and armories of the mansion to the imperial horse to monitor and adjust."

"I obey the order." Although Gong Yonggu was full of doubts, he still accepted the order.

After getting up, Gong Yonggu pulled the little eunuch again and said, "Can the little eunuch take a step to speak?"

However, he was interrupted by the little eunuch before he finished speaking, and said: "My son-in-law, please forgive me. I don't know anything. I have to rush to Fan Ge's old mansion to deliver the decree. I will leave first."

After speaking, the little eunuch turned around and ran outside.

Watching the little eunuch trot out of the son-in-law's mansion, Gong Yonggu couldn't help but stand there in a daze.

What does that mean?Let me take the strong servants and horse equipment to the imperial horse prison to stand by?Could it be that he intends to summon the servants of the officials in Beijing, Xungui, to forcefully break through?
Just remembered to break through at this time?Don't you think it's too late?

But then again, shrouded in horse leather and killed in battle would be a good destination.

It's better than doing nothing, staying at home and drawing a knife quickly, even if you die, you have to drag a few thieves to back your back, so that you can live up to this big six-foot-headed body!

……

Another young eunuch hurried up to Deshengmen.

Deshengmen, Xizhimen and Fuchengmen were the main attack directions of the thieves, and Deshengmen suffered particularly violent attacks.

Wang Jiayan, the assistant director of the Beijing Camp and the right servant of the Ministry of War, was ordered to guard the Desheng Gate. He had been guarding the top of the city for two days and nights. This morning, the bandits' attack slowed down slightly, so Wang Jiayan was able to take a nap.

In a daze, Wang Jiayan was startled when he heard footsteps.

"Kill the thief!" Wang Jiayan yelled fiercely, and the eunuchs, Min Zhuang, and the soldiers of the Beijing camp who were lying on the top of the city in disorder also got up in panic, and picked up their weapons in disorder.

"Keep people under the knife!" The little eunuch yelled in horror, "Forgive me!"

Wang Jiayan heaved a sigh of relief when he saw clearly that it was eunuchs and not bandit soldiers who went up to the tower.

The little eunuch wiped the cold sweat off his brow, then shouted in a shrill voice: "There is a decree."

Wang Jiayan frowned, but still bowed down on the top of the wall: "The old minister respectfully invites the Holy Spirit to Jin'an."

"Sheng Gongan." The little eunuch bowed far away in the direction of the Forbidden City, and shouted again, "Wang Jiayan, the assistant manager of the Beijing camp and the right servant of the Ministry of War, immediately abandoned the guard of Deshengmen, and led the troops of the Beijing camp, internal servants and Min Zhuang. Come to the Royal Horse to monitor and tune, here you go!"

"The minister leads the decree." Wang Jiayan bowed again and stood up.

(End of this chapter)