Chapter 4 The Ming Dynasty died in the 17th year of Chongzhen!

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Seeing Zhu Youjian crying like this, Zhu Yuanzhang also felt soft-hearted.

Although the fourth son usurped the throne, after all, Zhu Youjian was also a descendant of his own family and the emperor of the Ming Dynasty. It was best to help solve any problems, so he said: "Since we are all emperors of the Ming Dynasty, let's talk about our side. Let’s take a look at the current situation and see where everyone is at and what problems they need help with.”

"Boy Houcong, I'll start with you. You go ahead and speak first."

After hearing Zhu Yuanzhang's words, Zhu Houcong stood up and said to the three people: "The younger generation's reign is Jiajing. It is the sixth year of Jiajing. He eliminated the eunuchs and settled the civil servants. He appointed Zhang Cong as the chief assistant of the cabinet and Wang Yangming as the second assistant. He reformed the imperial examination and military affairs. To control and implement the one-whip method, there is only a slight resistance in the wealthy areas in the south of the Yangtze River, but these are minor problems and nothing to worry about."

"In addition, I also organized the Ming Dynasty fleet to clear out the Japanese pirates and start the great era of navigation."

Is such that.

Zhu Houcong was also familiar with history after time travel, and naturally knew the problems faced by the Jiajing Dynasty, so he followed the rhythm of history in the early stage. After solving the civil servants and eunuchs, he acted on merit and appointed Zhang Cong, who originally proposed the low-end version of the "One Whip Method" plan. , Wang Yangming, who did not hesitate to vigorously promote Longchang Enlightenment, reformed the current shortcomings of the Ming Dynasty.

Longchang has enlightened the Tao and entered the sage in one step. This heart is so bright, what more can be said.

For such a saint to become an official for the people of the world, Zhu Houcong naturally could not let him be a small local official, controlling the lifeblood of the two capitals and thirteen provinces of the Ming Dynasty. This is what such a saint should do.

Just a few years later, the financial situation has improved greatly, and there will no longer be a situation like "They earn two million, and they give me one million, do I still need to thank them?"

Now the two million are mine.

However, landowners in wealthy areas were very resistant to the one-whip method, and implementation progress was slow.

But it doesn't matter, the army is in Zhu Houcong's hands, so this trivial matter is naturally not worth mentioning.

After hearing Zhu Houcong's words, Zhu Yuanzhang nodded with satisfaction, and then said: "We are now in the fifteenth year of Hongwu, and military laws have just been promulgated, and the Ming army has pacified the entire Yunnan! You should also know what happened before, we After several expeditions to the Northern Yuan Dynasty, those Tartar bastards who were defeated fled in the face of the wind, so happy!"

Zhu Yuanzhang's mood has obviously improved a lot since he got a pill from Zhu Houcong that can heal big girls.

Zhu Di said: "In the twelfth year of Yongle, I was on the way to the Northern Expedition to the Tatars. There had been a northern expedition before, and the Tatars knelt down and prayed for surrender. At the same time, I also sent Zheng He to build a treasure ship to sail to the West. My great reputation will be great tomorrow; I will compile the "Yongle Dadian" to record the world's knowledge!"

"Dad, my son is not talented, but Qiuji has been benefiting the people all his life, and I dare not neglect him at all!"

Zhu Di spoke sincerely, which made Zhu Yuanzhang feel complicated, and he didn't know what to say for a moment.

At this moment, Zhu Youjian also spoke.

"The younger generation is cold and virtuous, and is to blame for the heavenly fault. All the blame lies with the younger generation. I know that I have no face to face my ancestors, but the younger generation can die, but the Ming Dynasty cannot be destroyed! Now the intruders are coming to the capital with great force, but the ministers If you misunderstand me and surrender when you see Li Chuang, all civil servants can be killed!"

Zhu Youjian knelt on the ground, tears streaming down his face, and kowtowed to the three ancestors in front of him, saying that it was really difficult for him and he didn't know what to do now.

Hearing Zhu Youjian's words, Zhu Yuanzhang was surprised:

"Why is it that our Ming Dynasty has reached the point of subjugation?! Tell us what is going on!"

After hearing the words of Emperor Taizu, Zhu Youjian wiped away his tears, as if venting his pain to his elders: "Since the first year of Chongzhen, there has been a severe drought in the north. The bare land is thousands of miles away, not a blade of grass grows, and the sky in Shaanxi is as red as blood. There were great famines in the fifth year, floods in the sixth year, locusts and great famines in autumn in the seventh year, drought in Xixiang in September of the eighth year, floods in Lueyang, and all houses were destroyed. Locust drought in the ninth year, no autumn crops in the tenth year, and no crops in the summer in the eleventh year. Locusts cover the sky...Thirteen years of drought...Fourteen years of drought. Since I came to the throne, there has been severe drought in Shaanxi every year, and the people have been displaced!"

"This... I have been issuing edicts to sin against myself every year, but it has no effect. God seems to be deliberately trying to make things difficult for me. Disasters are still frequent every year."

Zhu Youjian took a deep breath and continued to speak.

In the fourteenth year of Chongzhen's reign, epidemic disease broke out in North China, and people died in the morning and evening.

In just one night, the people fled in panic and the city was empty.

The epidemic spread to Beijing, and the disease was named "Pimple Disease". By the 16th year of Chongzhen, nearly 40% of Beijing's population had died, and nine out of ten houses were empty.

In August of the 16th year of Chongzhen, pneumonic plague broke out in Tianjin: disaster came from heaven, the plague became widespread, and the infection reached its peak. People died in one or two days, and some died in the morning and in the evening. There were no fewer than hundreds of people every day. There were even cases where the whole family was dead and no one was left alive. They were going from house to house, and no one was saved.

The Jiangnan region was also not very stable. In the thirteenth year of Chongzhen, there was a flood. In the fourteenth year of Chongzhen, there was a drought and locust disaster. In the fifteenth year of Chongzhen, droughts and epidemics continued. Local society is in a very fragile state, bandits and refugees are rising together, and civil unrest continues to break out in various places.

"Shaanxi and Shandong had civil uprisings, Huang Taiji from Liaodong came again with force, Songshan and Jinzhou fell. Even Hong Chengchou, a dog thief, I treated him no less, no less! Even he surrendered to that slave!"

Zhu Youjian's face was full of grief and indignation: "Now the intruder has broken through three levels in a row and came straight to the capital. I am helpless and can only ask the help of my ancestors to save our Ming Dynasty from being in danger and turn the tide from its collapse!" "

Zhu Youjian's words contained so much information that they instantly made Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Di, the two heroes of the Ming Dynasty, dizzy.

"The Ming Dynasty died in the 17th year of Chongzhen, which was the year Zhu Youjian lived."

Zhu Houcong sighed quietly. He thought he would meet Chongzhen earlier, but he didn't expect to meet Emperor Chongzhen on the eve of the country's subjugation. This was a bit helpless.

When Zhu Youjian heard this, he cried again: "The Ming Dynasty perished in my hands for three hundred years. I am ashamed of my ancestors and my late emperor!"

However, Zhu Di and Zhu Yuanzhang focused their attention on Zhu Houcong.

Zhu Di asked doubtfully: "Isn't your Jiajing Dynasty ahead of the Chongzhen Dynasty? How did you know that the Ming Dynasty would fall in the 17th year of Chongzhen?"

"The younger generation has cultivated the great path and has the ability to glimpse the secrets of heaven."

Zhu Houcong said with a smile: "Besides, I am also the group leader of the Ming Emperor's chat group. I am still involved in some functions in the group, so I am also familiar with the history of later generations."

"In that case, that's great."

Zhu Yuanzhang nodded with satisfaction: "This kid was crying while talking, and he also used those nonsense words that civil servants like to say. We, Old Zhu, were upset when we heard this. You kid, tell me what happened during the Chongzhen Dynasty."

It's like this. Zhu Yuanzhang was born a commoner, and Zhu Di was used to fighting on the battlefield.

Although I could understand what Zhu Youjian said and understood what was going on, I still felt a little uncomfortable.

"In March of the seventeenth year of Chongzhen, Li Zicheng captured Beijing, and Zhu Youjian hanged himself on the old crooked neck tree in Meishan." Zhu Houcong said, "This Li Zicheng was a postman at the Shaanxi Post Station. He was laid off during the layoffs in the second year of Chongzhen. , and therefore embarked on the path of rebellion."

Zhu Yuanzhang frowned, and then said: "What kind of hero is this Li Zicheng? He was able to fight all the way from Shaanxi to Jinling. It seems that most of the world is in his hands. He is a man, and our Ming Dynasty fell into his hands. It’s not an insult.”

"Forehead……"

Zhu Houcong smiled awkwardly: "The capital is not Jinling, but Peking. After the Emperor Cheng was in trouble, he moved the capital to Peking. Our Ming Dynasty implemented the two-capital system, and Peking was renamed Beijing."

Zhu Yuanzhang:?