Zhang Zhiwei looked at the group members and found that there was no title of group leader on the avatar, but there was indeed a group function for teleportation. He thought for a while and then replied.
Master Tian: No, I am not the group leader either. It must be because I have signed in for almost a hundred years.
Prince Ming: It turns out that I signed in for a hundred years, so that’s okay.
The Prince of Ming Dynasty: Heavenly Master, please come and save me. I also have martial arts here. The system is different from that of one person. You should be able to use it too.
For his own sake, the Ming Dynasty Prince Zhu Cilang knew what his personality was like, and he would definitely not do anything too disrespectful, so he got to the point with his words.
Hearing that there were different martial arts systems, Zhang Zhiwei's eyes lit up and he became interested. In fact, his personality had changed a lot from when he first traveled through time.
It has been nearly sixty years since I became a Celestial Master. My vision has become more long-term and I no longer care about profit. However, since there is a new system, it must be studied.
Heavenly Master: Okay, it’s all your own, and you still have to be saved. As for whether the new system is systematic or not, it’s incidental.
Prince Ming: Got it, got it! God is so righteous!
Zhang Zhiwei exited the group chat interface and told several disciples that he wanted to retreat for a while, and asked them not to disturb him if nothing happened.
After everything was arranged, he used the teleportation function of the group. With a faint flash of light, the old Heavenly Master Zhang Zhiwei temporarily disappeared into the world under one person in the Tianshi Mansion in Longhu Mountain.
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In the Ming Dynasty, it was March 16, the seventeenth year of Chongzhen, two and a half days before the fall of the Ming Dynasty in history books.
In the city of Beijing, at a corner, a space was distorted to form a passage. An old man strolled out of it. He looked at the unfamiliar surroundings and the special feeling coming from Tianshidu, feeling amazed in his heart.
This kind of spatial transformation may only be possible with the Daluo Cave View, one of the Eight Wonders of Skills, to be able to touch its secrets.
The old man was Zhang Zhiwei. Just as he was looking around, he saw a young man in front of him who was fifteen or sixteen years old, wearing a purple gold crown and the prince's uniform. He clasped his fists at him, saluted, and at the same time shouted: " Zhu Cilang, the crown prince of the Ming Dynasty, met the old Heavenly Master."
"Prince, you're welcome."
Zhang Zhiwei helped the young man up and said, "How long does it take for Li Zicheng to call? Where is Emperor Chongzhen?"
Because he was not sure how long he could stay in this world, Zhang Zhiwei probably changed his plan to save the Ming Dynasty into taking Chongzhen and a group of senior Ming officials to the south. As long as the Ming Dynasty still has an emperor, there is a high probability that Nan Ming's shitty history will also happen. rewrite.
In Zhang Zhiwei's view, Ming Dynasty can survive until the first industrial revolution as long as it survives for a while, and history will naturally change by then.
"Old Heavenly Master, Li Zicheng is fifty miles outside the city and will soon arrive at the capital. The situation is not optimistic." Zhu Cilang looked sad, "As for my father, he is currently holding a court meeting and wants to get a solution from the courtiers. .”
"Pedantry." Zhang Zhiwei only said this, and then he looked directly at Zhu Cilang, "Although the situation is dangerous, I don't think you have done nothing."
"It seems that I can't hide your old age. Yes, I organized some people to resist and defend the city, but what I, the prince who is about to perish, said, these people are a bit contrary to what I said." Zhu Cilang nodded and admitted with a bitter tone.
In fact, he said it very tactfully. Li Chuang's army is about to attack the city. These people are not acting in a secretive manner. The fundamental possibility is that they will defect before the battle!
"It's okay, don't worry and do it boldly. As for those difficult people, take me to see them!"
Zhang Zhiwei patted Zhu Cilang on the shoulder and gave him a kind smile, "After all, we are all a family."
"good!"
Zhu Cilang felt the brilliance of his elders exuding from this alien plane, and couldn't help but feel at ease in his heart.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, I have finally found you. Seeing that you are not here, the Admiral Jingying is furious in the lobby of the Inner Campus!"
A fat figure in the distance saw Zhu Cilang hiding in the corner at a glance, and shouted while running, "Go and comfort him quickly, or the big guys will disperse!"
"Let's go!"
Zhang Zhiwei smiled slightly after noticing the visitor's agility that was slightly out of proportion to his body shape, with a relaxed expression.
Zhu Cilang was infected by the old Heavenly Master's smile and swept away the haze. He patted the dust on his body and walked quickly.
Huang Dabao looked at the old man who was walking with the prince. In the past two days, there were many responses from three religions and nine schools to recruit people to defend the city. In addition, some strange people did come. He only thought that Zhang Zhiwei was the prince. Zhu Cilang recruited another person to help defend the city. The Taoist priest didn't ask any more questions.
Along the way, Huang Dabao and Zhu Cilang explained the general situation. It turned out that a tip-off that Li Zicheng was setting up camp fifty miles away from the capital was introduced into the capital today, which aroused the hearts of the people in the capital. The admiral of the capital camp had an idea and may have come to ask for the reward. .
The small corner is deep in the lobby of the inner school grounds, along the return route.
Soon, the three of them walked into the lobby of the Inner Campus together. At this time, there were three people standing in the lobby of the Inner Campus, one old and two young. The two young people looked young, both in their twenties and thirties. .
It's just that the old man looked at the three people who walked in, his eyes rolled around, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
"My admiral Wu Xiang (Wu Sanfu) of the capital camp pays homage to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"
"Caomin, Li Xin, has met His Highness the Crown Prince."
The three people saluted Zhu Cilang, and they didn't look like they were angry at all.
This Li Xin was a stranger, and the others didn't pay attention, except that Zhang Zhiwei's eyes changed slightly when he looked at him.
"The admiral is flat."
Zhu Cilang motioned for the three of them to level up, and then asked Wu Xiang, "I wonder why the admiral and his son are so angry?"
"I am scared and dare not speak." Wu Xiang stood up and lowered his head in a respectful manner, but his lowered eyes continued to flicker.
"Master Chitose asked you to speak, so just speak." Huang Dabao, the accompanying eunuch, sighed.
"I am just furious because I am incompetent about the current situation." Wu Xiang raised his head.
"Oh, what do you mean by the admiral's words?" Zhu Cilang raised his eyebrows, "But hasn't this prince already organized Wan Qingzhuang to cooperate with the army to prepare for the defense of the city?
"Is it possible that he is not even strong enough to fight? Does it mean that Admiral Wu thinks that this prince is not as good as Yu Shaobaohu?" Zhu Cilang asked again and again.
How can you, a prince who is deeply raised in the palace, compare with Yu Qian? Are you worthy?
The words were not spoken directly. Wu Xiang thought for a while and took a long breath, as if he had completely made up his mind, he said.
"I dare to say something bold. It's not that you, Prince, are no better than Shaobao. It's just that Li Chuang is about to attack the city. Now that the capital of Ming Dynasty has experienced the plague, the population in the city has been seriously reduced, and the morale of the army is weakened. Facing the pressure of the army, I am afraid there is no chance of survival. "
Wu Xiang and Zhu Cilang looked directly at each other, their tone changed and they became a little excited.
