Saving the Ming Dynasty: I can exchange bodies with Chongzhen

Chapter 109 Chongzhen: Let me write a manifesto denouncing Chongzhen?

Chongzhen was led by Tiangou all the way to the outside of a courtyard.

The so-called courtyard was actually just two houses, which was much cleaner than those of other rebels. There were also a few pots of flowers in front of the houses. As soon as I arrived at the entrance of the yard, I could smell a strong smell of medicine.

There were a few rebels outside holding knives, shouting at them, "Third Master!"

"Third Master!"

"..."

Tengu nodded and said, "The boss asked someone to write the manifesto. This is the gentleman in our villa, whom you have met."

Several people nodded and stepped aside to allow the two to enter.

Chongzhen followed him in, and when he entered the room, his vision suddenly became dark. He did not look around, but instead glanced at his surroundings out of the corner of his eye.

The room seemed extremely empty. There was a bed with a person lying on it, but it was difficult to see what the person looked like.

Around the bed was a table with a few books on it, two steel knives, and a long spear with a red tassel on it... Chongzhen was about to continue reading when he suddenly heard someone say:

"Can you write a manifesto?" Hong Niangzi put down the medicine bowl in her hand and asked.

She exuded a unique heroic spirit and looked at Chongzhen with burning eyes. There was not a trace of banditry in her, but she was full of oppression.

"Although I have studied for several years, I have never written a manifesto..." Chongzhen said with a stiff face.

"That's fine. I'll dictate it and you help me turn it into written text." Hong Niang pondered for a moment with a gloomy face and spoke.

"In today's world, the emperor is immoral, the corrupt officials are corrupt and oppress the people, the princes are eating up the people's blood and sweat, the officials and gentry are rampant and tyrannical, the people are living in misery, and the people are living in a state worse than death. Faced with endless suffering, the people have no choice but to rise up..."

"..." Chongzhen paused while holding the pen.

His face looked extremely ugly.

This manifesto was written to denounce the Ming Emperor Chongzhen.

Hong Niangzi frowned and looked at Chongzhen without moving, "I have said so much, why haven't you started writing?"

Chongzhen's mouth twitched, "You speak too fast, I can't write it all at once, please speak a little slower..."

"That's the general idea. Write about the corruption of the imperial court, then publicize the heroic prestige of the rebel army. Finally, don't forget to tell the civil and military officials of the Ming Dynasty to recognize the situation." Hong Niangzi said heroically, and then walked towards him.

Watch him write.

The third in command also came over at this moment, wanting to see what Chongzhen would write.

The two soldiers outside the house also looked over here with fiery eyes.

Chongzhen clenched his fingers and then loosened them.

In the dim room, there was suddenly a solemn and murderous atmosphere.

“Boss, please continue…” Chongzhen couldn’t help swallowing a breath. He knew that he had to write it this time even if he didn’t want to.

Since I was asked to come here to write a manifesto, it must be formal and serious. The other party kept me and called me over, which must have been an exploratory move.

Message,

It is extremely serious, solemn and formal content.

The sounds of children running, insects chirping, and branches shaking outside suddenly disappeared at this moment.

It seemed that the next moment, the knife would chop the back of the neck.

Chongzhen took a deep breath and told himself that if one wants to achieve great things, one should not be too concerned with trivial matters.

It's just writing a manifesto.

If you don't write it yourself, someone else will, and what they write will only be more harsh.

He dipped the brush in ink and wrote quickly, "Since the creation of heaven and earth, when humans were first born, they were made emperors and shepherds. Therefore, after Xi, Nong, Xuan, and Xu... there has not been anyone who has been tyrannical and ruled over mankind and succeeded in the throne... Their hearts are like those of wolves and tigers, and they are the first to see the light of the two..."

Not long after Hongniang finished speaking, Chongzhen also started writing.

He blew it gently, and before he could even look at it, Matchmaker took it.

After reading it for a while, he felt that there was no problem, so he took it to the bedside and said, "Brother Yan, how do you think this article is written?"

Li Yan reluctantly sat up and read it several times carefully, taking it very seriously.

Before I finished reading it, I couldn't help but praise it: "Good, good, the whole article is grand, quoting classics, with a rigorous structure and great momentum, and to a certain extent, it turns elegance into vulgarity, which is very practical."

"Posting it here will certainly help publicize the appeal of our rebel army."

"Brother Zhu, you are indeed very talented in writing..."

Chongzhen suddenly felt relieved. Although he had never written a manifesto before, he had read quite a few.

His attainments in this area far exceed those of ordinary people.

This is like the last emperor Puyi in later generations. He was once invited by the master of Chinese studies Wang Guowei to appraise his collection of antiques. Puyi said it was fake at first sight. The other party asked him why? He said, there is no reason, just that it feels a little wrong, and it is a little different from what he had seen in the palace before.

"Good..." Li Yan saw another place and couldn't help but praise it, but he started coughing violently.

"Your injury hasn't healed yet, don't be so excited." Hong Niangzi patted his back gently.

When the third in command, Tengu, heard that even Li Yan praised the writing, he couldn't help but grin.

"Master Zhu, I'll have the boys get you some meat for dinner."

On the hospital bed, Li Yan finally stopped coughing, and a weak voice came out, "I have heard that Brother Zhu is a well-educated man, the first in the list of Xiangyang Prefecture, and has great ambitions. In this chaotic world, it is time for him to use his passion to achieve a great cause..."

Chongzhen's face twitched a little and he didn't answer immediately.

"You go out for a while, I'll come find you later." Hongniang said to Chongzhen.

"Okay!" Chongzhen turned and walked out of the room.

Seeing this, the third in command also came out.

……

As Chongzhen and Tengu left, the room suddenly became quiet.

Lady Hong put the manifesto written by Chongzhen aside and asked, "Is this person's writing really that good?"

"I'm not exaggerating at all. Before this, when you said he was the first in the Xiangyang Prefecture case, I had my doubts."

"But today, he was able to write such a manifesto in such a short time, and he also brought into play the strengths of parallel prose, making it easier to spread. This is enough to prove that his literary talent is better than mine." Li Yan couldn't help but praise
"When did Xiangyang produce such a powerful case leader? Why haven't I heard of it?"

"It's true that every generation has its own talented people. I can't help but accept it!"

"That's not to underestimate yourself!" Lady Hong said with some displeasure: "The first place in the government exam is just a scholar, and you are a juren!"

"You don't understand. He is the first in the provincial examination only because he has not participated in the provincial examination yet."

Li Yan thought for a moment and suddenly asked, "By the way, did you ask him why he didn't take part in the provincial examination?" Hong Niangzi thought for a moment, "He said that it was because Xiangyang Prefecture had registered his name in the Imperial College, so he was going to Beijing. I also read the documents for entering the Imperial College."

"Is that so? I guess he is a scholar from a poor family." Li Yan couldn't help but sigh.

These days, private colleges are springing up everywhere like mushrooms after a rain. A few hundred miles to the east, there is the famous Donglin Academy.

Not to mention the Jiangsu and Zhejiang regions, even people in Xinyang Prefecture knew that as long as they entered the Donglin Academy, it meant that one foot had already stepped into the core of the Ming Dynasty court.

If anyone has a little power and influence, who would be willing to travel so far to Beijing and enter the Imperial College?

Lady Hong couldn't help but nodded, "I thought so too, that's why I kept him here to teach the children in the village how to read and write."

In their view, the scholar Zhu Yonggan must have come from a poor family, and he had not given any gifts to his superiors, which had offended those corrupt officials. He was tripped up by someone and deliberately included in the list of recommended places for the Imperial College.

Let him suffer this!

"Although there is no first in literature and no second in martial arts, you can tell whether a person's literary talent is good or bad at a glance." Li Yan smiled bitterly and said, "There are too many people in this world who are better than me. This is nothing strange. Don't let a talented person like this one go."

"Write his name at the end of this manifesto. This way, even if he wants to leave, the court will not let him off."

"I know!" Lady Hong nodded, "You take good care of your injuries. I'll go meet him."

With the help of Hongniang, Li Yan lay down again.

Listening to the bolt turning, I couldn't help but sigh, "After all, it has come to this."

As a juren of the Ming Dynasty, he was a juren during the Tianqi period. He passed the exam at the age of twenty-three and is now thirty-six years old.

When Henan suffered a severe drought, he took out 300 dan of his own stored grain and distributed it to the hungry people. He also composed a song to encourage relief and visited wealthy households one by one, hoping that they would also participate in the relief operation.

But those bureaucrats and wealthy people only cared about themselves and did not care about the lives of the people. As a result, they spent all their wealth but gained very little.

He rushed to tell others that he was chosen by this tough woman in front of him, and was taken into this mountain stronghold. He was even asked to be the "wife of the stronghold"? But he had a family.

He was unwilling to give up, so he quietly slipped away. As soon as he returned home, he was arrested and imprisoned by the government, thinking he was connected with the rebels.

But he didn't expect that Hongniang attacked the county town and rescued him again.

Now he has completely become a "traitor".

The overall quality of the refugee armed forces was too low. Even though the Ming Dynasty was extremely corrupt, in terms of combat strategies and political concepts, the refugees were several levels behind them.

Li Yan kept Chongzhen not only because of his literary talent, but also for his own sake.

It is difficult to support the army alone. Only when more ambitious people join in can the refugee army have a future.

……

After Hongniang came out of the house, she brought Chongzhen all the way to Zhongyi Hall.

"Zhu Yonggan, since you have written the manifesto today, you have officially joined the group. Let me tell you about the general situation of our village. There are a total of 5,600 people, including 1,300 combat soldiers. I hope you can help me manage them."

She thought for a moment and then said, "From today on, you will be in charge of the logistics and accounts of the village."

"If you have any questions, you can ask me later, or you can ask the Third Master."

The three-foot-tall Tengu with a nine-foot waistline smiled and nodded, "Brother Zhu, if you need anything, just tell me. If you need a knife, gun, or sword, I'll get you one for self-defense later."

Chongzhen was stunned for a moment, "Uh..."

Does this mean I have joined the gang?
He soon understood that his name, Zhu Yonggan, was clearly written below the anti-enemy manifesto!
Hong Niang thought for a moment and then asked, "Do you have anyone else at home? For example, a wife, brothers, etc. If possible, we can send someone to pick them up. After all, Xiangyang is not far from here."

"Yes, write down the address and we will send someone to pick it up." The Third Master brought the pen, ink, paper and inkstone and placed them in front of him. "Don't worry, we have many spies in Xiangyang."

"..." Chongzhen's scalp suddenly felt numb and he couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

He saw the darts on Hong Niangzi's waist, and then looked at the hammer in the third in command's hand.

Just know that the so-called joining is not that simple.

Only when one puts one's father, brother, wife and children in the hands of others can one be considered a true member of the gang.

If they were to go to Xiangyang Prefecture to inquire, wouldn't they be completely exposed?

Moreover, the information from the other party also revealed that they had extended their tentacles to Xiangyang City and even to Xiangyang Prefecture. It was very easy to find out who was the top judge in Xiangyang Prefecture.

It's only a matter of time before it gets here.

Chongzhen gritted his teeth and wrote down the address. Of course, he did not write the Xiangyang Palace, but just wrote an address casually.

All the initiative is in the hands of the other party, and all you can do is try to delay the time for the other party to obtain your true identity.

……

"Where have you been?" Prince Xiang Zhu Yiming ran over immediately and cursed with gnashing teeth: "How could you issue a manifesto?"

The news that Chongzhen had written the manifesto spread throughout the mountain stronghold before he even returned.

So much so that the few people who scolded them before actually came to apologize, which made Zhu Yiming confused, "It's over, it's over... It's all over now!"

"Originally, I was ready to give you a separate page in our family tree, but you just became a traitor."

"Do you know that rebelling will result in the extermination of all nine generations of your clan?" Zhu Yiming's lips turned purple from anger, which was simply indescribable.

Writing a manifesto is tantamount to rebellion.

"I originally thought that you would bring honor to our lineage of Prince Xiang, but instead, you not only didn't let smoke come out of our ancestral tomb, you even wanted to dig it up?" Prince Xiang Zhu Yiming was completely numb.

After a long while, he suddenly remembered, "Yes, it was Zhu Yonggan who wrote the manifesto and cursed Emperor Chongzhen. It was Zhu Yonggan, not my family."

He suddenly jumped up, his eyes suddenly brightened up, and he walked quickly to Chongzhen, "Son, next time, if you have any problems, remember to discuss it with daddy, okay? Daddy... I beg you."

"No, we have to leave here quickly. If we don't leave now, I'm afraid we won't be able to leave."

By the end of May in the lunar calendar, the weather has entered midsummer.

In the evening, the news came.

The meatball-like Third Chief found him and said, "The First Chief has given an order. Pack up your things. We are leaving tonight!"

"Ah? We're leaving now?"

"Yes, come to think of it, we should thank you for the article you wrote. We posted it and it was seen by Chuang Wang's men. They wanted to meet you."

"I'll give you something." The Third Master smiled and threw a short sword to Chongzhen. "I don't think you'll be used to other weapons, but this thing is what we found in the Qi County government office. It can be used for self-defense."

The hot wind made people want to hide in the shade and feel lazy and didn't want to come out, but the people in the village had to move without hesitation. With the attack on the county town, it was foreseeable that the army of the Ming Dynasty would soon attack.

They must connect with King Chuang before that.

The good news is that his identity problem should not be a big deal for the time being, but the bad news is that not only did he not hinder Hong Niangzi and others from merging with Li Zicheng, but he accelerated the process?

"I just wrote a random manifesto, how come..." Chongzhen grabbed his hair hard, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

(End of this chapter)