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Seeing the little emperor's ugly face, the chief eunuch kowtowed several times: "Your Majesty, this old slave will send someone to reprimand them!"

Knowing that he is out of control now, Zhu Cihong waved his hands impatiently: "Fenxiang! Fenxiang!"

"Old slave, let's go!"

On the bronze incense stand, the rare dipterocarp from Southeast Asia mixed with the smell of feces and urine, forming a strange smell, which was not very pleasant, and his face was gloomy. Zhu Cihong sat on his soft couch, took I don't say a word when I write a book, and I don't know if I can read the words of these sages.

The chief eunuch really kept his words. After lighting the incense, he turned around and went out to pick up a few young eunuchs, and sent them out to drink and scold them, but they had just been beaten during the day. In the midst of his gaze, a few young eunuchs tremblingly came to the corridor of Chunfang, turned their head to look around, and ran away. He was so angry that he jumped up and shouted to kill their nine clans.

Of course, this is just shouting.

The smell became stronger as the evening progressed, and what disturbed Zhu Cijiong even more was that bursts of crying began to spread one after another.

In the era before Mao Jue traveled back, Taizu had a unique trick to conquer the world, which was called Reminiscing about Bitterness and Thinking about Sweetness. In fact, many people in the capital today have relocated from other places. Many of them have experienced the famine and war during the Chongzhen period. It was rare to get together, the big guys complained to each other, thinking about those relatives who had passed away, and unconsciously, the crying started.

Moreover, the crying also aroused hatred. People often cried and cried, and suddenly shouted and cursed that they were going to rush into the outer palace. They still guarded the outermost circle, and Mao Jue specially arranged people to drag them back with fists and drags.

But the most unbearable thing is Hou Fangyu, the Minister of the Ministry of War, one of the four sons of the late Ming Dynasty, who has no face at all. Li Xiangjun plays the piano and serves wine on the other side, but he actually sings to wine on the other side.

"Recalling the year of Chongzhen, there were wounds everywhere! The people couldn't live, and the bones were wild. The emperor raised troops, and the people kept rice in vats. Hamsters were as big as pigs, and the people were thin and strong. The emperor was especially dissatisfied. !"

"Frontline soldiers fight to the death in the sea of ​​blood, and the capital rushes in like a shooting star! Wearing a gun with spikes on his head, he sleeps in the wilderness and wakes up in the morning dew! It's so easy to catch Gao Chuang Wang, and he will return to the mountain with a piece of paper..."

This guy is from Henan, and he sang with a taste of Henan bangzi. He satirized the Chongzhen Dynasty pungently. It was more uncomfortable to scold his father than to scold himself. This time, Zhu Cihong's body was not because of fear, but rather It was because of anger that he started to tremble violently, and suddenly, he also seemed like Chongzhen back then, bang dang took off the sword hanging on the wall, and was about to rush out like a madman, still roaring in his mouth.

"You man! What nonsense! I'm going to kill you!"

"Your Majesty, calm down, Your Majesty!"

He was so frightened that his forehead was sweating profusely, and he knelt down on the ground with a bang, the head eunuch hugged his thigh violently, and Zhu Cihong's sword slashed at his back in anger.

"Get out of here, dog slave, get out!"

Blood flowed down one after another, but even so, the chief eunuch did not let go.

In fact, I also know in my heart that rushing out now will definitely bring shame on myself, use force?Every time someone spit on him, the whole army will be wiped out, is that reasonable?During the Chongzhen period, these damned literati were so talkative, and those who died could be said to have survived. Once they confronted each other, it would definitely be what Hou Fangyu wanted to see the most. Instead, he would weaken his face for no reason. After venting for a long time, Zhu Cihong finally sat back dejectedly. He fell to the ground, threw the sword aside, and buried his head under the quilt again.

Seeing such a powerless and incompetent emperor, Yao Shidao's pupils couldn't help but a flash of struggling with helplessness.

This night, it was very difficult for Zhu Cihong to fall asleep.

.......

It was only early in the morning the next day, and the last emperor was awakened by the noise. He was about to get angry, but immediately remembered what happened yesterday, and Zhu Cihong slammed his fist on the couch very weakly.

"I'm hungry, let's eat! Where's Master Yao? I'll give him a royal banquet today, so he doesn't have to go out of the palace, and eat with me!"

With dark circles under his eyes and disheveled clothes, Zhu Cihong struggled to get up, and shouted a few words, and then the chief eunuch hurried back with a dark face: "Your Majesty, Master Yao said he was going out of the palace, and then my little Just watch him run along the crowd!"

"what!!!"

In an instant, the enlightened emperor was stunned. On weekdays, the father is the guide for the son, the husband is the guide for the wife, and the king is the guide for the minister. These literati are the happiest to shout, and they were also named the golden rule by Zhu Cihong, who was educated in orthodox Confucianism, but in the end u , I was once again betrayed by these bastard literati.

It's no wonder that before his father died, he shouted that all civil servants should be killed!

"Damn things!"

With a bang, I don't know where Zhu Cihong, a frail scholar, got such great strength. The sharp Shangfang sword directly slashed the table in two, scaring the eunuch leader to kneel down limply on the ground again.

"Your Majesty, calm down!"

"This old slave immediately invites Jiang Guangxiao, Lord Feng Lijun?"

"There's no need for it, you're a bird of a feather!"

The betrayal caused Zhu Cihong to lose all trust in the royalist scholar-officials who had always secretly supported him. He even hated his former attendant, Zheng Man. He made a lot of noise in the city, how could he be here today?

Sitting on the ground, he picked up the Analects of Confucius and flipped through two pages angrily, but this time, the above principles were reflected in Zhu Cihong's pupils, without any convincing force, what he saw seemed to be only red lies .

Wow, the sage book was torn into two pieces by him and thrown on the ground.

.........

He couldn't even read, and the rest of the time became even more difficult for Zhu Cihong. Even a few times, he couldn't help but go out with a sword in his hand, and there was a burst of killing and slashing, even if he died, he would not let him Mao Jue is wishful, but what makes him unbearable is the uncontrollable betrayal and fatal loneliness.

Before the citizens rioted, there were 150 other officials in his East Palace, including the court ladies and eunuchs, more than 70 people escaped on the first day, and then they fled one after another. The square has also become deserted.

Finally, it was another day when the sun was setting, and in the setting sun, those rioting citizens didn't bother to yell or curse. Occasionally, they sprayed a shameless and stupid king, and just surrounded them, but the yelling and cursing of the chief eunuch rang out.

"Do you bastards still have a conscience? Come back to our house! Come back!"

Those were the last three little eunuchs who just snatched Zhu Cihong's candlestick for burning incense in front of him, but he no longer has the mind to pursue it, and sat on the bed in a daze with his legs crossed.

Drowsy, I don't know how long I fell asleep, woke up again, Zhu Cijiong called out habitually, but always responded, but this time, there was not even a reply, the whole Chunfang was empty, full of After being dazed for a few seconds, the Enlightened Emperor, who was completely panicked and disheveled like a lunatic, rummaged through the entire Chunfang.

"Come out for me!"

"I am the emperor! I am the son of heaven, and I order you to come out!"

"Anyone is fine, come out! As long as someone comes, I will make him king!"

"Come on!"

In the random destruction, the whole Chunfang seemed to be blown by a tornado, but even so, the little eunuchs and maids who dealt with it at will did not respond any more, and their hearts completely collapsed. Kneeling on the ground, weeping loudly to the sky.

But at this moment, an old voice was heard in his ears like a fairy voice.

"His Majesty!"

Putting down the heavy bucket and wiping the sweat off his head, the old eunuch forced a sad smile and said, "No, the little stool ran away! The old slave went to Jingqing Palace to fetch water, Your Majesty forgive me!"

"Big companion!!!"

Hugging his legs violently, the enlightened emperor burst into tears like a child.

Chapter 695. Abdicating the Throne and Proclaiming Emperor

The old chief eunuch came out of Chunfang tremblingly, the dazzling sunlight pierced his dim old eyes and made him almost unable to see clearly, his ears were buzzing, he almost staggered every step, it was extremely difficult, enough After a few minutes, he walked to the front of the main hall.

However, from the initial awe, mystery, and timidity to the present, the majestic veil on the Forbidden City's Forbidden City has almost peeled off in front of the rioting citizens. Merchants and hawkers also set up oil pans, stalls, and fruit shops to start small businesses, and even a steel factory. The director of the parts factory planned to move the steam engine.

At the same time as the riots, the small townspeople also enjoyed their lives, and were even too busy with their lives. For this, you can see it every day, and the chief eunuch of the fourth rank of the Ming Dynasty, like a little old man, has been ignored.

No one paid him any attention.

"Well, the emperor has a decree..."

After finally moving in front of the people, the chief eunuch coughed and raised his voice hoarsely. In the past, there would have been Han generals holding halberds, and hundreds of civil and military officials would have knelt down to meet them. Unfortunately, the majesty of the Ming royal family seems to have been stripped of gold. Ugly and unobtrusive like a painted Buddha statue, no one paid any attention to him after he uttered Ai Ai this time.