At the end of the Ming Dynasty, I freely traveled through Yangshen

Chapter 1 Traveling through the Ming Dynasty to become the prince

It is now the night of January 17, the [-]th year of Chongzhen reign of the Ming Dynasty, and there are still two months left before the day when the Ming Dynasty fell as recorded in historical documents!
On this night, a huge meteor suddenly shined in the night sky, illuminating the sky over Xiaoling Mausoleum in Nanjing City. At the same time, a line of green smoke slowly rose from the burial place of Emperor Taizu Gao without anyone noticing. rise.

Perhaps the sufferings suffered by the Chinese nation in the future caused fluctuations in time and space, and a scene similar to the one with your name overlapped between different universes.

A soul from later generations traveled across nearly 400 years of time and space to the eve of this great destruction.

At the same time, in the Imperial City of Beijing, in the Duanben Palace in the Forbidden City that carried the history of the Ming Dynasty, there suddenly appeared a voice that was slightly incompatible with this solemn palace.

"Keep, lean, lean, I'm wearing it, but I'm actually wearing it!"

Zhu Dafu looked at everything that appeared in front of him and felt a different memory that was still slowly rising from his body. He slapped his thigh hard, and then stood up with a snap.

Zhu Dafu originally thought that the matter of time travel was very outrageous, because logically speaking, time travel is something in novels and animations, and usually the protagonist is about to die due to various accidents and then suddenly travels through time.

Recalling the reason for his suspected time travel this time, Zhu Dafu felt speechless. He was an ordinary coder who graduated from university and worked in the city. In the past, he would encounter a group of people playing football at the football field on his way to get off work. Every time he saw these When people were playing football, there were little girls who brought water and towels. He wanted to imitate Mr. Xing and crush the football to let these people study hard. However, his busy life later made him accustomed to the vitality of these young people. And I was still feeling faintly envious that one day...

"I was careless, there was no flash!"

Touching the warmth on his forehead, Zhu Dafu could only hold his forehead as he recalled the super powerful ball flying towards him while he was playing with his mobile phone on the way to get off work. This can only be said to be bad luck. These young people do not have martial ethics to carry out sneak attacks. , using football to allow him, a 29-year-old coder, to travel directly through time, is that okay?This is not good.

Maybe now his true body has become a vegetative state. I hope these young guys who play football can take care of themselves after seeing the medical expenses and reflect on it, Zhu Dafu thought viciously in his heart.

However, although he was given a new life through time travel, which was a blessing in disguise, in fact Zhu Dafu still felt that he was at a huge loss after coming into contact with the memory of this body.

Emma, ​​who traveled through time, turned out to be a prince whose country was about to be destroyed. Historically, he was thrown into the street dead when he entered the enemy camp. In the historical script, he had no chance to survive before he was revealed.

This body is Zhu Cixiang, the son of the current Emperor Zhu Youjian, the son of the man who hung himself from the southeast branch of Meishan, the Prince of the East Palace.

Now, this guy has a posthumous title in history, which is Prince Xianmin.

There are still nearly two months left in the countdown to the prince's life. According to the Ming Dynasty's calendar, it is the night of January 17, the [-]th year of Chongzhen in the Ming Dynasty.

According to the original history, today, two months and four days later, the surname of Beijing is not Zhu from Daming, but Li from Dashun.

Because the next history textbook script arrangement is that the city of Beijing is destroyed, Emperor Zhu hangs himself from the southeast branch, and at the same time, the mother of this body, Empress Zhou, commits suicide to avoid being humiliated and marries her country, and the orphaned Prince Zhu will also become the courier Li Zicheng The captives were finally lost in the historical record after a stone battle, and became an experience baby used by Dorgon to increase his reputation in unofficial history, or he became a monk somewhere in Guangdong as mentioned by the disciples of the Tiandihui.

But all this happened in just over two months. During this period, the so-called prince of a country, the foundation of the country, would fall from the clouds to the ground, become worthless, and be stepped on by everyone. Underfoot, ravaged severely.

"It's too difficult. It's not a good thing. I'm here to give away my feelings..." Zhu Dafu closed his eyes, and suddenly his body shook, and then there was an infinite golden glow in his eyes, "What's going on?" , How do I feel another world? What happened here? Could it be telepathy?" Just when Zhu Dafu was talking to himself, he wanted to explore the sudden feeling in his heart.

With a creak, the wooden door in the room, which was carved with countless patterns, opened, and a middle-aged man with a white face and no beard dressed in a blue robe and a double gauze hat on his head, dressed as a Ming Dynasty eunuch, walked in.

When the man saw Zhu Dafu actually stood up from the bed, he immediately took a deep breath, calmed down his expression, and then said with a respectful expression, "Master Qiansui, you are finally awake. You have slept so well all day and night that both the emperor and the empress were disturbed." Uncertainly, His Majesty also summoned Dr. Zeng to come and see him several times, but he never showed any appearance. What was so urgent was that both the previous empress and Empress Zhang left.

Now that you are awake, everything is fine. It cannot be said that the prescription given by Dr. Zeng has had an effect. However, Chitose, you kept shouting about immortal martial arts in your dream. Could it be that you dreamed about some strange power and chaos in your dream?If this is the case, maybe some Taoist priests and monks will be invited to come to the palace to do some rituals this time. "

As soon as this person appeared, words started to fly out like a barrage of words. Zhu Dafu still recognized this person. He was the original eunuch of Zhu Cixiang, named Huang Dabao, nicknamed Eunuch Dabao.

"Oh? This is just one day and one night." The world in his eyes was dimly lit, and it seemed that it was night time. After hearing that Huang Dabao actually said that he was talking about martial arts and immortality in his dream, Zhu Dafu shuddered, and immediately He calmly imitated his original expression, "Today is January 17th, the [-]th year of Chongzhen's reign?"

"Back to Master Qiansui, today is January 17th in the [-]th year of Chongzhen."

Zhu Dafu's eyes suddenly became complicated, "Then Chuang Ni became emperor in Xi'an?"

"This, that refugee has indeed proclaimed himself emperor in Xi'an. This is the latest news."

Huang Dabao's tone was also a little bleak, "Now that the Ming Dynasty is in turmoil, it is time for Qiantui Master and His Majesty to work together to turn the tide and support the country. Now that Qiantui Master has recovered, the emperor should be able to devote himself to state affairs."

"Infatuated with national affairs, trying to turn the tide..." Zhu Dafu sighed softly, looking at the night with some new lights outside the door and murmured in a low voice, "There are still two months and four days."

"That's 64 to 65 days."

Although Zhu Dafu's voice was weak, the night was deep and the surroundings were quiet. In addition, there were only two people in the room. Huang Dabao really heard the whispers of Zhu Dafu, a thousand-year-old man.

"64 days? What 64 days?"

Huang Dabao looked strange when he heard this, "What did Qian Suiye mean?"

Shaking his head, looking at this ancient man who lived more than 400 years ago, he had a strange look on his face, as if he had thought of something. Zhu Da breathed out a sigh of relief, and then said with a heavy face, "There are still 64 days, the most intense involution." The time is coming, involution, you know? When the time comes, the public will be trampled to pieces, who dare to laugh at Huang Chao for not being a husband."

……

　It's all an attempt, and the beginning of this book is positioned as a fan.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)