How did you, a prisoner on death row, become an important weapon of the country? Yecheng Gao Weiming

"Wang Banban, why not just...here!"

As Queen Zhang Yan of Yi'an hanged herself, the intruders broke into the inner city and stormed into the Forbidden City.

As soon as Zhu Youjian walked out of Renshou Palace, he met the loyal eunuch Wang Chengen.

At this time, the palace was in chaos, and no one could care about anyone.

After some discussion, the two decided not to die for their country in the imperial city, but walked out of the Xuanwu Gate and climbed up the Long Live Mountain behind.

Wansui Mountain, also known as Coal Mountain, was formed from the pile of rubble and stones dug out when Emperor Yongle Zhu Di ordered craftsmen to build the imperial city after the founding of the Ming Dynasty.

At that time, there was a large amount of waste land with nowhere to resettle, and it happened that the black prime minister Yao Guangxiao wrote to Zhu Di.

He said that emperors of all dynasties were particular about sitting south and facing north, with mountains and water at their backs.

It would be better to pile up these rocks and dirt behind the imperial city and form a mountain peak.

On the one hand, it forms the feng shui pattern of the emperor, and on the other hand, it gives the emperor a place to enjoy the scenery.

When Zhu Di heard the news, Long Yan was overjoyed. He immediately agreed and gave it the name Long Live Mountain. This is the origin of Long Live Mountain.

Sigh!

The Ming Dynasty was destroyed only 276 years after its founding. How could it be said that it lived long?

When Zhu Youjian climbed to the vicinity of Guanmiao Pavilion at the east foot of Long Live Mountain, he could no longer climb.

He sat paralyzed under a locust tree, panting.

"Wang Banban, why don't we just... stay here! I... I'm tired from walking and I'm too lazy to choose."

Zhu Youjian pointed to the locust tree above his head, sighed, took off the jade belt from his waist and handed it to Wang Chengen.

"Come on, I'll climb up with you and tie you up. I'll take a rest and then I'll be on my way..."

"His Majesty!"

Wang Chengen couldn't help the sadness in his heart anymore and burst into tears.

But at this point, what else can be said!

Standing on Long Live Mountain and looking down.

But they saw that the intruders had already invaded the Forbidden City and were burning, killing and looting in the imperial city.

Not only the Forbidden City, but also the entire capital was filled with smoke and fire, and there were sounds of fighting and crying everywhere.

There is no way to save the day!

There is no way to save the day!

Even if there are Daluo gods, they cannot save the miserable situation of the Ming Dynasty today.

Wang Chengen couldn't help but think of Wei Zhongxian, and the mysterious demon who appeared in Prince Xin's Mansion in the seventh year of Tianqi.

If they are still here, our Ming Dynasty will not be destroyed, right?

It's a pity that Jiu Qian died in Fucheng Inn long ago, and the demon left without saying goodbye in the seventh year of Tianqi.

At this point, it's useless to say anything.

Wang Chengen had no choice but to suppress his words, wiped his tears, took the ribbon from Zhu Youjian, and climbed hard to the crooked-neck tree.

After tying the ribbon, he tremblingly came down.

Looking back, I saw Emperor Chongzhen prostrate on a stone, writing something quickly.

Writing?

Wang Chengen walked over and his heart broke after taking one look.

But I saw the emperor tore off the lining of Gunlong's suit, bit his index finger with his mouth, and wrote his will with blood.

Two hundred and seventy-six years after the founding of the Ming Dynasty, the last edict of the sixteenth emperor!

"Hahaha, it's finished! It's finally finished!"

While Wang Chengen secretly wiped away his tears, Zhu Youjian laughed loudly.

He casually wiped his bloody index finger on the dragon robe he was wearing, and then handed the hem of the garment to Wang Chengen.

"Come on, Cheng'en! Read it and see what I wrote?"

Wang Chengen took it with both hands, looked at the bloody words on it, and read with a trembling voice.

"I... I bow with virtue and I will blame Heaven for my fault!"

"The thieves are approaching the capital, and all the ministers have misunderstood me!"

"When I die, my faceless ancestor will take off my crown, cover my face with my hair, and let thieves divide me..."

"Don't hurt any of the people!"

When Wang Chengen read about the faceless ancestors, they took off their crowns and covered their faces with hair.

Tears flowed out uncontrollably.

When the supervisor recognized thieves and divided them, not to hurt any of the people, his old heart could no longer withstand such pain, and he knelt down helplessly.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty... why is this happening! Why is it happening like this!"

"Hehehe!"

Zhu Youjian seemed to have looked away and laughed loudly.

"I have failed the world and my ancestors, but I can no longer fail the people of the Ming Dynasty."

"Cheng'en, just take it and run away! Show my testament to Li Zicheng and tell him that if you want to take away my kingdom, just follow my legacy, otherwise I would rather die and turn into a ghost. Take his life!"

Wang Chengen just cried and couldn't say another word.

Zhu Youjian knew that his time had come.

There can be no further delay.

Now that the intruder has entered the imperial city, if he is found hiding here, he will not be chased immediately.

If he didn't die and fell into the hands of thieves, it would be a big joke.

Now that we have decided to die for our country, what else can we miss?

Zhu Youjian was completely relieved when he saw that Wang Chengen had finally folded up the edict and put it away.

He took off the black-winged crown with both hands. The imperial crown that used to be light and fluttering was now as heavy as a mountain.

After Zhu Youjian gently placed it on the ground, messed up his long hair and covered his face, he finally stepped onto the stone platform.

He put his head into the death buckle tied with a jade belt, took one last look at the Ming Dynasty mountains and rivers, looked at the Zhu family world, showed a wry smile, and was about to kick himself out of the air.

But who knows...

at this time.

"Found it! Found Zhu Youjian!"

"Quick! Right there! He's going to hang himself!"

"Stop him, stop him quickly..."

There was a commotion.

Three people ran out of the woods, shouting and rushing to stop Zhu Youjian from committing suicide.

Zhu Youjian was shocked when he heard this.

Damn!

Damn!

Could it be that I am still a step too late and don’t even have time to commit suicide calmly?

Can't even preserve the last dignity of the Ming Dynasty?

He was frightened and angry, knowing that he could no longer hang himself.

Because no matter what, the time it takes to hang yourself is not as fast as the time it takes for the other party to rush over.

Zhu Youjian had no choice but to break out the jade belt, took out a sharp dagger from his arms and put it against his heart.

"Don't come here! Wait, don't come here!"

"Come one step closer and I will die in front of you immediately!"

Even Wang Chengen on the side did not expect such a change before His Majesty's death.

He also stood up in a hurry, stood in front of Zhu Youjian and shouted angrily.

"Stop! Stop immediately!"

"Come one step closer and our family will fight you tooth and nail!"

It is pity that an old eunuch in his sixties and a king in his thirties with gray hair and a haggard face can still have any deterrent effect.

The three people seemed not to realize it, but kept running forward until they reached about a foot in front of Zhu Youjian before they stopped.

"It's...it's you!"

Seeing that the other party was turning a deaf ear, Zhu Youjian was about to make up his mind and pierce the dagger into his heart.

But when he saw the faces of the three people clearly, especially one of them, he was stunned.

"Shen Lian!"

"It's really you!"