The 17th year of Chongzhen, the 19th day of the third lunar month (the 19th day of the fourth lunar month)
The last season of spring every year is Grain Rain. Grain Rain is the sixth solar term of the twenty-four solar terms. This year's April 19th is as usual
At this time of year, the sun will reach 30° of the ecliptic longitude on time
The ancients often said that rain produces hundreds of grains. At this time, it is the best time to sow seedlings and remove seedlings every year, and to order beans from melons and beans. However, in recent years, natural disasters and man-made disasters, the people have not retained many seeds and seeds.
The snow broke through Qingming Festival and the frost broke through Grain Rain, which has been like this since ancient times
The arrival of Grain Rain, the last solar term in spring, means that the cold wave climate in winter has basically ended, and the rapid rise in temperature is conducive to the growth of agricultural products.
But this year's April 19th is still cold as winter
The Chinese nation has been going through thousands of years. I don’t know which Grain Rain solar term this year is, but today’s Grain Rain is particularly different, which is particularly heartbreaking and heartbreaking...
Today is April 19, 1644
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Forbidden City, Ganqing Palace
The main hall
As Chen Yuanyuan's slender fingers were hooked, in the slow and calm pipa glow, Princess Kunxing calmly moved out from behind the Panlong Golden Column in the hall.
Princess Kunxing stood beside Chen Yuanyuan, her trembling little body was wearing snow-white palace outfits, her chest shoulders and collar were covered with lily cuts, and her thin breasts were hidden under the lily.
A white jade belt is tied around the narrow snake's waist, making the thin waist look even more incomplete.
Below the waist is the small round buttocks with a raised back, floating under the snow-white uterus skirt
Princess Kunxing looked at her father with some timidity, then stood still, and her head lowered.
Raising hands in front of the chest, jade hands stretched out from the long cloud sleeves, and fiddling with each other with ten fingers
Below that relatively weak chest, even Chen Yuanyuan felt inferior to her amazing slender snake waist. Her small buttocks hidden under the snow-white palace skirt are the best dancer.
Under the folded fallen palace skirt, three-inch golden lotus is wearing a pair of red high-heeled pointed bow shoes
Princess Kunxing stands up like this, and her legs look particularly slender. She wears a lily-like palace outfit, exudes an extraordinary, reserved and implicit temperament.
During the Southern and Northern Dynasties, Emperor Xuan of Liang was very fond of lilies. Zeng's poem said: There are many kinds of leaves, and the flowers bloom without any color, with dew or drooping. From the wind, the chamomile is suppressed and the immortals are ashamed. The orchid is the fragrance of the fragrance.
The poet Lu You also likes lilies very much and also chanted: When the orchids are used to transfer all over the forest, why not plant jade hairpins in the room? I also beg for two clusters of fragrant lilies. The old man is 70 years old and his heart is childish.
Chen Yuanyuan's pipa glow did not stop playing because of Princess Kunxing's stagnation. She continued to play the tone to Princess Kunxing. She was also a proud disciple who encouraged her to cheer her up.
Chen Yuanyuan was wearing a goose yellow palace outfit and sat upright on a round stool, with long hair in the middle part of her body, and the Tianmu pipa stood on the middle of her slender thighs.
The movements of playing the piano are calm and elegant
The phoenix eyes flying slanted shine brightly, looking at the jade fingers on the pipa that are zithered with strings on the Tianmu pipa. The nails of the jade fingers are painted with red elixirs, which are shining with candlelight, making them look crystal clear.
Chen Yuanyuan raised her head from time to time and looked at the dazed Princess Kunxing. The two of them occasionally touched each other. Chen Yuanyuan's cherry red lips slowly separated and showed a warm smile. The rare white and neat teeth inside the lips showed their face.
At this embarrassing moment, Chen Yuanyuan made a silent lip sarcastic look at Princess Kunxing and encouraged Princess Kunxing to continue, because there would never be such a chance again.
Princess Kunxing also became aware of her and pointed her head at Chen Yuanyuan.
I saw Chen Yuanyuan's sexy thin red lips slightly separated, revealing her teeth, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
Then the jade tongue behind the beard teeth slowly moved, and the red lips began to gather again. The lips and tongue cooperated with each other and said a few silent words.
Princess Kunxing looked at Chen Yuanyuan's beautiful lip movements and knew what the master said, so her feelings slowly recovered in the constant pipa glow.
Chen Yuanyuan sat gracefully on the round stool. Seeing that Princess Kunxing was ready, her red lips curled up and her lips curled up, revealing a knowing smile.
The prelude to the lip of my own lips up and down on the strings
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Point the lips
On the gorgeous marble floor in the Ganqing Palace Hall, rows of swaying candlelights were shining, and the figure in the snow-white palace dress was dancing with elegant and fast movements, flowing water.
Princess Kunxing forgot everything and was immersed in the tone of the Tianmu Pipa...
The jade legs under the palace skirt stand up front and back, the red high-heeled pointed-toed arch shoes on the three-inch golden lotus stand up slightly, the long pair of cloud sleeves folded up first and twisted them with jade hands, held them in front of the chest, hitting them from the left shoulder to the right shoulder
With the light swing of waist and hips, long hair flies in the air, the movements are graceful and coherent, and the combination of speed and slow is extremely exquisite
The east wind all night... How much sorrow is blowing by the pillow...
The snow-white cloud sleeves bloom like flowers in the air, and the wind extends like a white butterfly flying in the air, flying from Princess Kunxing's left shoulder to the right shoulder
Princess Kunxing looked at her father, with a pure and confident smile on the corners of her mouth. The dark eyeballs in her eyes cooperated with the dance, and she slashed like an elf in her eyes from time to time.
Several sounds of birds cried... Dreams turn into the screen window and dawn...
With a swing of his jade arm, Qianqian's five fingers retracted the cloud sleeves flying in the air, connected the two elegant, beautiful, and quickly and coherent turns, then stood firm, and slowly bent back and forth.
One hand covers the beautiful and tender melon-shaped face with long cloud sleeves, and the other hand is raised up above the head. The five slender fingers turn into flying butterflies, flying in the air
The snow-white lily lace cloud sleeves covering the nose and lips reveal tender eyes with tears on it, with sadness and emotion in their eyes. Princess Kunxing looked at her father full of affection
I saw the beginning of spring... I cried several times... Spring is about to grow old...
The sound and sound quality are as pure as the orchid in the valley, like a fairy descending to earth and singing, echoing in the hall for a long time
Then, Princess Kunxing turned around and faced Emperor Chongzhen, with her knees slightly bent and her hips were raised back and her arms were stretched straight.
One hand was touched by the other arm and crossed it to the chest. Qianqian's five fingers turned into flying butterflies and sang. Zhongfenshun's head with long black hair turned and looked at Emperor Chongzhen affectionately
Then, he retracted his body and faced Emperor Chongzhen faced him with his jade fingers twisted his cloud sleeves and clenched his fists upwards, slowly gradually covering his slender neck and beautiful face, and then suddenly opened his face on both sides of his head, showing a smile, which looked so tender and pure. Qianqian's ten fingers crossed and gently stroked the back of his head, drowned in the dark hair.
Under the fallen palace skirt, the red high-heeled pointed bow shoes on the three-inch golden lotus moved vertically to the direction of Emperor Chongzhen, three steps forward, and lightly shook his shoulders and narrow waist.
Changting Road...the fragrant grass in the sky...only when you return...
The tone of the Tianmu Pipa under Chen Yuanyuan and the dance of Princess Kunxing formed a new world in the eyes of Emperor Chongzhen.
Emperor Chongzhen thought to himself, how wonderful it would be to keep everything. Emperor Chongzhen's star eyes were wet again in front of Princess Kunxing's extraordinary dance and pure singing voice...
Chen Yuanyuan's pipa glow is like the wind following Princess Kunxing's dance posture, it is seamless, flowing, and free and natural.
Princess Kunxing stepped back and returned to her original place, lowered her head and looked at her slender fingers in obsessively turning into butterflies in front of her chest and dancing non-stop
Then, cross a pair of jade arms in front of your chest, and smoothly caress the jade hands like white jade on it. Then slowly, slowly cross the hands and stroking them all the way to your shoulders. The slender fingers start to rise and fall from fast to slow.
Then, Qianqian's ten fingers danced in reverse from slow to fast on her shoulders.
The head was tilted back a little, and his eyes were nostalgic and looked at his father with regret.
Gao Tingyao's nose on her tender face squirmed gently, her red lips and white teeth opened and closed, and her singing became gentle and sad...
The east wind all night... How much sorrow is blowing by the pillow...
Then, the legs under the palace skirt bent forward and backward, and the red high-heeled pointed arch shoes slightly raised the tender and upright body, as if gently swaying on a boat
Shake the thin waist to the left, and throw the stacked cloud sleeves in front of the chest to the right, then shake the thin waist to the right, and throw the stacked cloud sleeves in front of the chest to the left.
The lyrics of the lips made Princess Kunxing sing more and more sad and more melodious, but her skills had exceeded Chen Yuanyuan's expectations. Chen Yuanyuan's eyes were so moved that she was wet, pleased that she could have such a disciple with such a high level of understanding and aesthetics.
Princess Kunxing began to sing and sing as if she was determined, and walked slowly towards Emperor Chongzhen, her expression full of deep sorrow and compassion for her father.
Princess Kunxing hopes that in the singing, the father uses the Longquan sword to end his life. His short life is still in his life. Although he has not seen the beauty of this world clearly, he is about to leave this world.
At this time, Princess Kunxing's moving singing was still the same, but she no longer danced, and her jade arms were also hanging on both sides of her body.
The jade fingers no longer gathered and folded the cloud sleeves. The cloud sleeves were like the falling palace skirt, dragged them on the smooth marble floor of the Ganqing Palace with rows of candlelight reflections while Princess Kunxing was walking...
It was very cold outside the window, and a cool breeze came in from outside the doors and windows of the hall, blowing Princess Kunxing and Chen Yuanyuan's palace dresses into the air...
However, Chen Yuanyuan's Tianmu Pipa's talisman has not changed at all. She continued to accurately play the back half of the lips.
Chen Yuanyuan's goose yellow palace outfit, and her towering chest was opposite to her calm expression, and she began to fluctuate abnormally. Chen Yuanyuan seemed to have expected what was going on.
Chen Yuanyuan knew that in this Forbidden City, many palace servants would face extremely miserable things in the future. No one wanted such a thing to happen, but in this world, many things are not something that can be decided by individuals.
Several sounds of birds cried... Dreams turn into the screen window and dawn...
Princess Kunxing's tender body is approaching step by step from the round stool where Emperor Chongzhen was sitting. The singing voice of the lips is beautiful and sad.
Princess Kunxing was sad about herself, her father and mother, and all the palace servants in the Forbidden City. Princess Kunxing was sad about the people of the Ming Dynasty.
Why is it so good that natural disasters and man-made disasters will happen?
The hair on Princess Kunxing's forehead was a little messy, covering the tender and tender face of a small half, and she was unwilling to fiddle with it...
Under Princess Kunxing's beautiful eyebrows that looked like a distant mountain, tears were rolling in her eyes, and tears flowed down her eyes...
I saw the beginning of spring... I cried several times... Spring is about to grow old...
Emperor Chongzhen had a premonition at this time, and he knew it was time to get a close together.
Emperor Chongzhen slowly stood up from the round stool, looking inferior, regretful and helpless. Emperor Chongzhen pulled out the Longquan sword from the scabbard, but the tears he thought had dried began to flow down again. Emperor Chongzhen didn't know how these tears came about at this time.
Changting Road...the fragrant grass in the sky...only when you return...
Princess Kunxing finally walked three steps ahead of her father. She was surrounded by a group of crisscrossing candlesticks, and the swaying candlelights shone on it to highlight the purity and beauty of Princess Kunxing.
Princess Kunxing's tender body just reached her father's chest, but at this time, Princess Kunxing's face was relieved and smiled at her father's Longquan Sword...
Emperor Chongzhen held the Longquan sword and raised it in front of his chest, and walked towards Princess Kunxing step by step.
Princess Kunxing knew that her short life should be left for the Ming Dynasty. Princess Kunxing finally smiled relievedly and raised her head and looked at her most beloved father. Her father was the emperor of the Ming Dynasty.
Princess Kunxing recalled that day, she had a happy trip with a group of sisters in the palace on the island of the lake pavilion in the Imperial Garden. Her father-in-law Wang Cheng'en hurriedly came to pass on the imperial edict to have a meal.
However, it felt like today's situation was coming soon. Princess Kunxing was extremely reluctant to accept such a fact, but...
Emperor Chongzhen held up the Longquan sword. The tip of the sword was approaching Princess Kunxing's slender and white neck. The Longquan sword was trembling in the air. Princess Kunxing continued to sing the lyrics of the last sentence of the lips...
Changting Road...the fragrant grass in the sky...only when you return...
Chen Yuanyuan felt that Princess Kunxing's last chanting had reached a very high level of attainment, and showed a gratifying smile.
The lyrics at the end of the day, after singing the three words, Princess Kunxing finally glanced at her father affectionately, and finally slowly closed her pure and tender eyes...
Emperor Chongzhen held up the trembling Longquan sword at Princess Kunxing's neck, slowly shifting downwards, aiming at the thin and lily-decorated chest on Princess Kunxing's chest.
The Longquan sword in the air stopped trembling, and began to pull back and pierce Princess Kunxing's heart at an extremely fast speed...
Uh, in severe pain, Princess Kunxing's chest was pierced by the Longquan sword, and her back came out. Princess Kunxing opened her eyes because of the severe pain, and looked at the sad and regretful father with a smile.
Princess Kunxing said: Father, my son is not afraid... My son is underground... Welcome the priest...
Emperor Chongzhen could not speak at this time, his face began to twist abnormally, he wanted to cry but not cry, and wanted to shout silently, so he could only nod to his daughter, holding Princess Kunxing's shoulder with one hand, and preparing to quickly pull out the Longquan sword passed down by his ancestors from Princess Kunxing's chest with one hand...
Because of the unbearable pain, the teenage Princess Kunxing could not bear it. Princess Kunxing held the sword body of the Longquan sword that pierced her with both hands. The jade hand was immediately cut by the Longquan sword and bleeding, dripping on the marble floor of the Ganqing Palace Hall...
The moment Emperor Chongzhen took the heart and pulled out the Longquan sword, the snow-white lily petals in front of Princess Kunxing's thin chest were immediately dyed red, and the wound was bleeding, sputtering Emperor Chongzhen's body.
Um...wow...ah...
Princess Kunxing began to vomit blood. Even though her father supported her, she would fall immediately. Emperor Chongzhen quickly threw away the extremely annoying Longquan sword, hugged Princess Kunxing in her arms, and shouted heart-wrenchingly.
Pressing Princess Kunxing's chest with her sword was injured, but blood still ejaculated from the fingers of Emperor Chongzhen
Princess Kunxing's consciousness gradually dissipated, and blood was gushing from her mouth, and it was sprayed onto his dragon robe.
The pure lilies on the chest were stained red by their own blood, and a large amount of blood was also ejected into the arms of the father...
Princess Kunxing said weakly: Father... Emperor... Son... I don't want to die...
Emperor Chongzhen cried bitterly: The emperor...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...
When the Longquan sword pierced Princess Kunxing's chest, Chen Yuanyuan also numbly put down the Tianwei Pipa, walked slowly to Emperor Chongzhen, and resolutely knelt down, his hands were tilted back to death, his hair fell directly onto the marble floor in the hall, and his back was also crisscrossing rows of candlesticks and swaying candlelight
Chen Yuanyuan looked at Emperor Chongzhen for the last time, and then felt relieved and closed her beautiful slanted phoenix eyes with great regret.
Suddenly, a few rumbling sounds of siege cannons came from afar, awakening Emperor Chongzhen. Emperor Chongzhen knew that there was no time left.
Emperor Chongzhen felt even more painful and blamed himself when he saw Chen Yuanyuan kneeling in front of him and was tilted to death.
At this time, Emperor Chongzhen slowly picked up Princess Kunxing's body, and stayed there without knowing what to do.
At this time, there were another loud rumbling sound of cannons sounding near the Forbidden City, which was so shocked that Emperor Chongzhen almost couldn't hold Princess Kunxing.
Poor Emperor Chongzhen, who killed his daughter, had to throw away the tablecloth on the round table and turn the food and wine utensils onto the marble floor.
Then, Emperor Chongzhen slowly put Princess Kunxing's body on the round table. Emperor Chongzhen's hands were trembling very hard at this time, and he was crying for the princess.
The wounds on Princess Kunxing still showed warm blood on her chest, which made Emperor Chongzhen shocked and indesolate.
Emperor Chongzhen simply sorted out the body of Princess Kunxing, who was stained with blood, looked at the stained tablecloth on the ground, thought for a while, and picked up the tablecloth.
Emperor Chongzhen stood by the round table, and finally lowered his head to look at the miserable death-like princess. He couldn't bear to open his eyes and look at it for a while.
Then Emperor Chongzhen covered Princess Kunxing's body with a dirty tablecloth. Emperor Chongzhen's tears had dried up, but his expression began to resolutely because he continued to do what he wanted to do later.
Emperor Chongzhen picked up the Longquan sword from the marble floor and came to Chen Yuanyuan's side. The tip of the Longquan sword moved in front of Chen Yuanyuan's yellow palace dress chest.
The Longquan sword began to tremble uncontrollably in the air again. Emperor Chongzhen didn't know what he was doing. He felt afraid of self-blame and regret that he had never been before, and there were many unexpressible emotions.
Emperor Chongzhen cried bitterly: I...I'm sorry...you...
When Chen Yuanyuan was dying, she felt extremely relieved when she heard Emperor Chongzhen's inner words. Her eyes did not open, and her beautiful face showed a last meaningful and affectionate smile.
Chen Yuanyuan said: The emperor... I am underground... I welcome the emperor...
When Emperor Chongzhen heard Chen Yuanyuan say this, his chest was trembling and even more crying. He felt that he was really faceless to face the concubines, the people of the Ming Dynasty, and even more faceless to face the ancestors and ancestors.
The Longquan sword was no longer worried in the air, and ruthlessly pierced the chest of Chen Yuanyuan, who was kneeling in the Ganqing Palace hall, on the marble floor, and a sword came out of his back.
Blood immediately ejected from the wound and the tip of the sword...
Longquan sword quickly pulled out the beautiful Chen Yuanyuan's body. Chen Yuanyuan fell to the ground slowly in response. Severe pain came. Chen Yuanyuan had to open his eyes, looking at Emperor Chongzhen with weak pain and compassion.
Emperor Chongzhen threw down Longquan's sword again, knelt on the ground, hugged Chen Yuanyuan in his arms, and cried hysterically, like a madman.
If it were another person, he would never stand such a blow
Chen Yuanyuan was crying and used her last strength to stretch out her jade hand from the cloud sleeve. Emperor Chongzhen tightly held Chen Yuanyuan's white jade-like jade hand, and the jade hand was gradually cold.
Chen Yuanyuan said intermittently: I am lucky... Thank you... Holy grace... I am... Let's go first...
Chen Yuanyuan's last sentence: "Take a step first" before he could express his word "step" yet, Chen Yuanyuan died of youth...
Seeing this, Emperor Chongzhen felt excited and started to burst into tears, tears and snot. Looking back on Chen Yuanyuan's various benefits, Emperor Chongzhen hugged Chen Yuanyuan's body tightly, swaying his body back and forth, holding Chen Yuanyuan's jade hand in his hand. This jade hand was different from usual and there was no longer any warmth...
Emperor Chongzhen cried in despair: Why... Why... I have worked hard... Why is it still like this... It's all the ministers who mislead me... It's all the ministers who mislead me...
Like a madman, Emperor Chongzhen put down Chen Yuanyuan's body and lie on Princess Kunxing's body and cried and remembered each other. He kept shouting desperately and helplessly.
Emperor Chongzhen cried and said: It's all my incompetent... it's all my incompetent... it's me who harmed you... I deserve to die...
After a long time, a few shells suddenly rumbling. I don’t know if it was the city gate that shocked Emperor Chongzhen to his senses and was very scared.
Emperor Chongzhen shouted: The thief... the thief... is coming in... I... I want to go quickly... Kunning Palace... Ciqing Palace
Emperor Chongzhen calmed down a little, placed Chen Yuanyuan's body flat on the marble floor in the hall, and helped her organize her appearance and goose yellow palace dress.
Then he stood up his dull body and wanted to find a piece of cloth to cover Chen Yuanyuan's body. However, many things in the Ganqing Palace sold their money to help fight against the thieves over the years, and the hall was empty.
Emperor Chongzhen held the Longquan sword and was so angry that he could not find the cloth to cover Chen Yuanyuan's body. He clenched his fist with another empty hand and beat his chest a few times, and then kicked it a few times. He didn't know what to do.
Suddenly, Emperor Chongzhen remembered that there were quilts available in the warm pavilion, and he knew that using a tablecloth to cover Princess Kunxing's body was not careful, so he threw down the Longquan sword and quickly ran out of the hall, entered the warm pavilion to get the brocade quilt.
Emperor Chongzhen was so worried at this time that the stars outside the hall were dim and very cold. It is logical that this should not be the case during the Grain Rain season.
Emperor Chongzhen was rushing all the way, and as soon as he entered the warm pavilion, he hit something cold and almost fell to the ground.
Looking up, it was the bodies of Zi'er and Cui'er who had committed suicide by hanging their beams. They were still hanging in the air. They were swinging in the air by the strong wind breaking into the door and the impact of Emperor Chongzhen. They were extremely miserable.
Emperor Chongzhen suddenly cried: My beloved concubine... My beloved concubine... You are so miserable... I... I...
Emperor Chongzhen quickly put down the bodies of Zi'er and Cui'er one by one, and placed them on the dragon couch in his warm pavilion. He then helped them carefully organize their palace clothes and hair, and used the sleeves of his dragon robe to wipe their still beautiful faces.
After doing all this, a lot of time passed, and the sound of cannons siege kept rumbling. I heard that the sound was getting closer and closer to the Forbidden City.
Emperor Chongzhen used the brocade quilt on the dragon couch to cover up the body of Zi'er and Cui'er, and then he let out a long breath.
Emperor Chongzhen looked down at his dragon robe, full of blood and sweat. Emperor Chongzhen wanted to vent his resentment, but he had nowhere to look for it.
Emperor Chongzhen had no time to change his clothes, and in the past, Zi'er and Cui'er took care of themselves to change clothes and wash clothes. Now they have to dress themselves, but they will be in a hurry.
Emperor Chongzhen quickly opened the royal wardrobe made of red sandalwood, took out two thin brocade quilts from it, and then finally looked at the dragon couch, Zi'er and Cui'er, who were covered with brocade quilts, sighed deeply, walked out of the warm pavilion, and finally closed the pavilion door.
Emperor Chongzhen hurried back to the main hall of the Ganqing Palace and covered Chen Yuanyuan's body with a good golden brocade quilt used by the royal family.
Then he walked to Princess Kunxing's body, thinking that it seemed inappropriate to put Princess Kunxing's body on the round table, so he lifted the table cloth and gently picked up Princess Kunxing, and placed it side by side with Chen Yuanyuan. Then, he also covered Princess Kunxing with a golden brocade quilt used by the royal family.
That was the best brocade quilt from Jiangnan. Emperor Chongzhen had never used it yet
After doing all this, Emperor Chongzhen suddenly stood there for a moment, not knowing what to do next, and his mind was still wandering with Princess Kunxing's beautiful dance and Chen Yuanyuan's pipa glow. In a blink of an eye, they were all lying on the ground...
Suddenly, more than a dozen rumbling cannons came from outside the palace, which seemed to have woken up Emperor Chongzhen. Emperor Chongzhen slapped his forehead and remembered what to do next
Emperor Chongzhen said: Kunning Palace... and Ciqing Palace... I can't rest assured...
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Beijing, Outer City
At first glance, the Dashun Army barracks were lined up, and the soldiers were mobilized continuously. Various weapons and equipment were transported one after another, and a large amount of logistics supplies were gathered.
The Dashun soldiers on the back were all ready to go
The wounded soldiers were constantly transported back from the inner city, but there were few people shouting and shouting. There were immediately reserved troops to join the inner city to attack the city gate. The spies were conveying various messages to Li Zicheng's ears all the time. It was conceivable that the siege was extremely difficult.
Although the outer city of the capital was sold, the inner city was guarded by the most loyal Emperor Chongzhen, and Wang Chengen, Wu Xiang and others supervised the war, and the war eased slightly for the time being.
Those wounded soldiers who were transported back would immediately feed them food, and some would heal and treat their wounds.
The soldiers knew that Emperor Dashun was good to the soldiers. They knew that Li Zicheng was also a soldier before and knew the suffering of being a soldier.
It is the pride and pride of the soldiers to meet such a good emperor, so Dashun's soldiers are never afraid of death when fighting.
The military camp of Dashun is divided into five battalions, middle, left, right, front and back. It is represented by flags of different colors, and is led by General Quan, General Jian, General Guoyi, General Guowu, etc.
Dashun uses infantry and cavalry as the main arms, as well as artillery, engineers, and navy.
Li Zicheng attaches great importance to improving the weapons of each barracks. The captured guns, gunpowder, iron helmets, mules and horses are often used to equip the five barracks, left, right, front and back.
Song Xiance rode a yellow war horse and came to Li Zicheng's Wulong horse, but was one distance behind the horse's head. This was a rule. The subordinates could not be as flat as the emperor.
Song Xiance said: Your Majesty, I guess you will be able to break through the inner city at dawn.
Li Zicheng sat on the back of the oolong horse, as if thinking about something. Seeing Song Xiance coming, he turned to look at Song Xiance
Li Zicheng said: I am wondering what kind of fate will Chongzhen end
Song Xiance said: I think Chongzhen is likely to hang himself or take poison in the Ganqing Palace.
Li Zicheng said: I also think that Chongzhen is likely to be like this, as for burning the Forbidden City...
Song Xiance naturally knew that the emperor wanted to live in the Forbidden City. Although it had been designated as the capital of Dashun in Xi'an, it might as well be used by Beijing as a companion.
Song Xiance knew that, in contrast, the emperor wanted to live in the Forbidden City and lay on the dragon couch where Emperor Chongzhen and the Ming Dynasty were sleeping.
There are also countless beautiful beauties in the Ming Dynasty harem, waiting for the emperor's choice and visit.
Song Xiance knew that if there were any concubines of Emperor Chongzhen or the late Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, the emperor would not allow anyone other than him to get involved.
Song Xiance said: The emperor, I think that Emperor Chongzhen may not burn the Forbidden City
Li Zicheng said: Oh, why is this?
Song Xiance said: Chongzhen has a strong temperament, which is different from the kings who have lost their country in history. I think Chongzhen may not burn the Forbidden City passed down from the Ming Dynasty, because Chongzhen would not bear it.
Li Zicheng: I hope so...
Song Xiance said: I think that Beijing must be surrounded by water. If Emperor Chongzhen disguises himself and hides the people and then takes the opportunity to escape back to Jiangnan, then the big thing will be bad.
Li Zicheng said: What are the things that are not good?
Song Xiance said: Chongzhen has no bad reputation. If he disguised himself as a rush to Jiangnan, and Jiangnan was a place where wealth gathered, then Dashun's hegemony would be very unsuccessful.
Li Zicheng said: The military advisor is right, and the Qing soldiers will also go south. At that time, Dashun will be sandwiched between the Qing soldiers and the Ming Dynasty, which means fighting on both sides. At that time, Dashun will become the second Ming Dynasty, and I will become the second Chongzhen.
Song Xiance said: The emperor said it very well. I think the Qing soldiers must be stepping up their preparations for war and going south to compete with us for the world.
When Li Zicheng heard the news of the Qing army, his eyebrows frowned slightly and his eyes shone. He raised his whip with one hand and pointed it at the Forbidden City. He looked back at Song Xiance
Li Zichengdao: The military advisor thought that after Dashun captured Beijing, would the Qing soldiers go south?
Song Xiance said: This is also the thing I am most worried about. I think they are very likely to go south. When we just stood in Beijing, it was unstable.
Li Zicheng said: So, what are the movements of Wu Sangui and the Qing soldiers from Shanhaiguan? What are they going to do?
Song Xiance said: According to the reliable news of the spy, the Qing soldiers were also recruiting Wu Sangui, and Wu Sangui was uncertain between me and the Qing soldiers.
Li Zicheng's pursed mouth kept squirming, looking at the Beijing city ahead, but there was something else in his eyes
There were more than 100,000 Dashun heroic soldiers standing behind him. The soldiers of each battalion had a sharp contrast in their clothes. It was obvious at a glance that these soldiers were Li Zicheng's chess pieces to conquer the world, and they all had to go to the battlefield for Li Zicheng to fight to kill.
Li Zicheng said: I originally wanted to let Chongzhen abdicate and then help him fight the Qing army, because that would be better for Dashun, but Chongzhen rejected the key point now is Wu Sangui of Shanhaiguan. If he surrendered to Dashun, then attacking the Qing army would be much more convenient. If he surrendered to the Qing army, then the Qing army would have Shanhaiguan, a heroic pass to resist my Dashun. We will pay a great price.
Song Xiance said: The emperor said it very well, and there is another possibility that Wu Sangui hopes that Chongzhen will flee back to Jiangnan, so Shandong will be between Shanhaiguan and Jiangnan, and it will be difficult for Liu Fangliang's barracks to gain a foothold in Shandong and around him.
Li Zicheng said: Then, if Chongzhen escapes back to Jiangnan, he will immediately strengthen Shandong's defense, and then Shanhaiguan will have a steady stream of troops and supplies from Jiangnan.
Song Xiance said: So you must not let Chongzhen escape back to Jiangnan. If Chongzhen returns to Jiangnan, it will be more difficult to deal with than ten times the Qing soldiers. It is known that most natural disasters and man-made disasters are in the north and the Jiubian, and there are much less disasters in Jiangnan. If Chongzhen returns to Jiangnan, it is equivalent to losing a big burden to Dashun, and then pushing Dashun down the situation of fighting against the Qing soldiers. In the north and Jiubian places, it will take several years or even more than ten years to become prosperous again.
Although Niu Jinxing is the most important thing in Li Zicheng's heart, Li Zicheng cannot deny that Song Xiance's talent is higher than Niu Jinxing's.
As for Li Yan in Li Zicheng's heart, he is lower than Song Xiance
Li Zicheng said: The military advisor is right. After experiencing natural disasters and man-made disasters in northern China, it will take several years or even more years to recover from prosperity and strength. The Qing army is a hungry wolf that destroys peace everywhere. This hungry wolf has always been very lucky. When the Qing army unified the grassland, the Ming Dynasty was fighting against Japanese pirates for the sake of his lips and teeth. Even in the south, many wars were underway. In this case, the Qing army was given a great opportunity to unify the grassland.
Song Xiance said: The emperor said very well that there were too many tricks to the rise of the Qing army. When the Ming Dynasty had just finished fighting with Japanese pirates in Korea and couldn't take care of it, the natural disasters in the north came...
Li Zicheng said: I, Dashun, grew stronger in such a chaotic situation. It was precisely because of our Dashun's delay on the Ming Dynasty that the Ming Dynasty fought back and forth, and the Qing army could continue to grow stronger. As a result, the Qing army took the opportunity to occupy Liaodong.
Song Xiance knew that these things involved Dashun and Li Zicheng, so he might not express his opinions and positions on this issue, so he looked at Beijing City.
Song Xiance said: Your Majesty, I think the inner city is about to be broken
Li Zicheng rode his owlong horse and headed towards the outer city of Beijing. The army behind him suddenly started. The footsteps of the army, the sound of horse hooves and neighing of thousands of horses, began to deafeningly. The scene was quite spectacular and majestic.
The smoke and dust gradually spread out, and in a while, Li Zicheng's Wulong horse and Song Xiance's mount disappeared into the smoke and dust...
It turned out that in the battle to attack Beijing, the fifth battalions in the middle, left, right, front and back, Li Zicheng led the middle camp and the back camp as reserves, and divided the front camp to attack the outer city and the Zhengyang Gate in the south of the inner city. The second battalions on the left and right were responsible for besieging the gates in the east and north directions of Beijing, in order to ensure that Chongzhen must not escape back to Jiangnan.
Li Zicheng shouted: The world... and the Forbidden City... are all mine...
The soldiers of Dashun shouted: Dashun will win... Dashun will win... Dashun will win... Dashun will win... Dashun will win...
On April 19, 1644, the sky was getting brighter, but the fog and moisture were still heavy, and the Ming Dynasty was approaching a critical moment.
The last season of spring every year is Grain Rain. Grain Rain is the sixth solar term of the twenty-four solar terms. This year's April 19th is as usual
At this time of year, the sun will reach 30° of the ecliptic longitude on time
The ancients often said that rain produces hundreds of grains. At this time, it is the best time to sow seedlings and remove seedlings every year, and to order beans from melons and beans. However, in recent years, natural disasters and man-made disasters, the people have not retained many seeds and seeds.
The snow broke through Qingming Festival and the frost broke through Grain Rain, which has been like this since ancient times
The arrival of Grain Rain, the last solar term in spring, means that the cold wave climate in winter has basically ended, and the rapid rise in temperature is conducive to the growth of agricultural products.
But this year's April 19th is still cold as winter
The Chinese nation has been going through thousands of years. I don’t know which Grain Rain solar term this year is, but today’s Grain Rain is particularly different, which is particularly heartbreaking and heartbreaking...
Today is April 19, 1644
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Forbidden City, Ganqing Palace
The main hall
As Chen Yuanyuan's slender fingers were hooked, in the slow and calm pipa glow, Princess Kunxing calmly moved out from behind the Panlong Golden Column in the hall.
Princess Kunxing stood beside Chen Yuanyuan, her trembling little body was wearing snow-white palace outfits, her chest shoulders and collar were covered with lily cuts, and her thin breasts were hidden under the lily.
A white jade belt is tied around the narrow snake's waist, making the thin waist look even more incomplete.
Below the waist is the small round buttocks with a raised back, floating under the snow-white uterus skirt
Princess Kunxing looked at her father with some timidity, then stood still, and her head lowered.
Raising hands in front of the chest, jade hands stretched out from the long cloud sleeves, and fiddling with each other with ten fingers
Below that relatively weak chest, even Chen Yuanyuan felt inferior to her amazing slender snake waist. Her small buttocks hidden under the snow-white palace skirt are the best dancer.
Under the folded fallen palace skirt, three-inch golden lotus is wearing a pair of red high-heeled pointed bow shoes
Princess Kunxing stands up like this, and her legs look particularly slender. She wears a lily-like palace outfit, exudes an extraordinary, reserved and implicit temperament.
During the Southern and Northern Dynasties, Emperor Xuan of Liang was very fond of lilies. Zeng's poem said: There are many kinds of leaves, and the flowers bloom without any color, with dew or drooping. From the wind, the chamomile is suppressed and the immortals are ashamed. The orchid is the fragrance of the fragrance.
The poet Lu You also likes lilies very much and also chanted: When the orchids are used to transfer all over the forest, why not plant jade hairpins in the room? I also beg for two clusters of fragrant lilies. The old man is 70 years old and his heart is childish.
Chen Yuanyuan's pipa glow did not stop playing because of Princess Kunxing's stagnation. She continued to play the tone to Princess Kunxing. She was also a proud disciple who encouraged her to cheer her up.
Chen Yuanyuan was wearing a goose yellow palace outfit and sat upright on a round stool, with long hair in the middle part of her body, and the Tianmu pipa stood on the middle of her slender thighs.
The movements of playing the piano are calm and elegant
The phoenix eyes flying slanted shine brightly, looking at the jade fingers on the pipa that are zithered with strings on the Tianmu pipa. The nails of the jade fingers are painted with red elixirs, which are shining with candlelight, making them look crystal clear.
Chen Yuanyuan raised her head from time to time and looked at the dazed Princess Kunxing. The two of them occasionally touched each other. Chen Yuanyuan's cherry red lips slowly separated and showed a warm smile. The rare white and neat teeth inside the lips showed their face.
At this embarrassing moment, Chen Yuanyuan made a silent lip sarcastic look at Princess Kunxing and encouraged Princess Kunxing to continue, because there would never be such a chance again.
Princess Kunxing also became aware of her and pointed her head at Chen Yuanyuan.
I saw Chen Yuanyuan's sexy thin red lips slightly separated, revealing her teeth, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
Then the jade tongue behind the beard teeth slowly moved, and the red lips began to gather again. The lips and tongue cooperated with each other and said a few silent words.
Princess Kunxing looked at Chen Yuanyuan's beautiful lip movements and knew what the master said, so her feelings slowly recovered in the constant pipa glow.
Chen Yuanyuan sat gracefully on the round stool. Seeing that Princess Kunxing was ready, her red lips curled up and her lips curled up, revealing a knowing smile.
The prelude to the lip of my own lips up and down on the strings
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Point the lips
On the gorgeous marble floor in the Ganqing Palace Hall, rows of swaying candlelights were shining, and the figure in the snow-white palace dress was dancing with elegant and fast movements, flowing water.
Princess Kunxing forgot everything and was immersed in the tone of the Tianmu Pipa...
The jade legs under the palace skirt stand up front and back, the red high-heeled pointed-toed arch shoes on the three-inch golden lotus stand up slightly, the long pair of cloud sleeves folded up first and twisted them with jade hands, held them in front of the chest, hitting them from the left shoulder to the right shoulder
With the light swing of waist and hips, long hair flies in the air, the movements are graceful and coherent, and the combination of speed and slow is extremely exquisite
The east wind all night... How much sorrow is blowing by the pillow...
The snow-white cloud sleeves bloom like flowers in the air, and the wind extends like a white butterfly flying in the air, flying from Princess Kunxing's left shoulder to the right shoulder
Princess Kunxing looked at her father, with a pure and confident smile on the corners of her mouth. The dark eyeballs in her eyes cooperated with the dance, and she slashed like an elf in her eyes from time to time.
Several sounds of birds cried... Dreams turn into the screen window and dawn...
With a swing of his jade arm, Qianqian's five fingers retracted the cloud sleeves flying in the air, connected the two elegant, beautiful, and quickly and coherent turns, then stood firm, and slowly bent back and forth.
One hand covers the beautiful and tender melon-shaped face with long cloud sleeves, and the other hand is raised up above the head. The five slender fingers turn into flying butterflies, flying in the air
The snow-white lily lace cloud sleeves covering the nose and lips reveal tender eyes with tears on it, with sadness and emotion in their eyes. Princess Kunxing looked at her father full of affection
I saw the beginning of spring... I cried several times... Spring is about to grow old...
The sound and sound quality are as pure as the orchid in the valley, like a fairy descending to earth and singing, echoing in the hall for a long time
Then, Princess Kunxing turned around and faced Emperor Chongzhen, with her knees slightly bent and her hips were raised back and her arms were stretched straight.
One hand was touched by the other arm and crossed it to the chest. Qianqian's five fingers turned into flying butterflies and sang. Zhongfenshun's head with long black hair turned and looked at Emperor Chongzhen affectionately
Then, he retracted his body and faced Emperor Chongzhen faced him with his jade fingers twisted his cloud sleeves and clenched his fists upwards, slowly gradually covering his slender neck and beautiful face, and then suddenly opened his face on both sides of his head, showing a smile, which looked so tender and pure. Qianqian's ten fingers crossed and gently stroked the back of his head, drowned in the dark hair.
Under the fallen palace skirt, the red high-heeled pointed bow shoes on the three-inch golden lotus moved vertically to the direction of Emperor Chongzhen, three steps forward, and lightly shook his shoulders and narrow waist.
Changting Road...the fragrant grass in the sky...only when you return...
The tone of the Tianmu Pipa under Chen Yuanyuan and the dance of Princess Kunxing formed a new world in the eyes of Emperor Chongzhen.
Emperor Chongzhen thought to himself, how wonderful it would be to keep everything. Emperor Chongzhen's star eyes were wet again in front of Princess Kunxing's extraordinary dance and pure singing voice...
Chen Yuanyuan's pipa glow is like the wind following Princess Kunxing's dance posture, it is seamless, flowing, and free and natural.
Princess Kunxing stepped back and returned to her original place, lowered her head and looked at her slender fingers in obsessively turning into butterflies in front of her chest and dancing non-stop
Then, cross a pair of jade arms in front of your chest, and smoothly caress the jade hands like white jade on it. Then slowly, slowly cross the hands and stroking them all the way to your shoulders. The slender fingers start to rise and fall from fast to slow.
Then, Qianqian's ten fingers danced in reverse from slow to fast on her shoulders.
The head was tilted back a little, and his eyes were nostalgic and looked at his father with regret.
Gao Tingyao's nose on her tender face squirmed gently, her red lips and white teeth opened and closed, and her singing became gentle and sad...
The east wind all night... How much sorrow is blowing by the pillow...
Then, the legs under the palace skirt bent forward and backward, and the red high-heeled pointed arch shoes slightly raised the tender and upright body, as if gently swaying on a boat
Shake the thin waist to the left, and throw the stacked cloud sleeves in front of the chest to the right, then shake the thin waist to the right, and throw the stacked cloud sleeves in front of the chest to the left.
The lyrics of the lips made Princess Kunxing sing more and more sad and more melodious, but her skills had exceeded Chen Yuanyuan's expectations. Chen Yuanyuan's eyes were so moved that she was wet, pleased that she could have such a disciple with such a high level of understanding and aesthetics.
Princess Kunxing began to sing and sing as if she was determined, and walked slowly towards Emperor Chongzhen, her expression full of deep sorrow and compassion for her father.
Princess Kunxing hopes that in the singing, the father uses the Longquan sword to end his life. His short life is still in his life. Although he has not seen the beauty of this world clearly, he is about to leave this world.
At this time, Princess Kunxing's moving singing was still the same, but she no longer danced, and her jade arms were also hanging on both sides of her body.
The jade fingers no longer gathered and folded the cloud sleeves. The cloud sleeves were like the falling palace skirt, dragged them on the smooth marble floor of the Ganqing Palace with rows of candlelight reflections while Princess Kunxing was walking...
It was very cold outside the window, and a cool breeze came in from outside the doors and windows of the hall, blowing Princess Kunxing and Chen Yuanyuan's palace dresses into the air...
However, Chen Yuanyuan's Tianmu Pipa's talisman has not changed at all. She continued to accurately play the back half of the lips.
Chen Yuanyuan's goose yellow palace outfit, and her towering chest was opposite to her calm expression, and she began to fluctuate abnormally. Chen Yuanyuan seemed to have expected what was going on.
Chen Yuanyuan knew that in this Forbidden City, many palace servants would face extremely miserable things in the future. No one wanted such a thing to happen, but in this world, many things are not something that can be decided by individuals.
Several sounds of birds cried... Dreams turn into the screen window and dawn...
Princess Kunxing's tender body is approaching step by step from the round stool where Emperor Chongzhen was sitting. The singing voice of the lips is beautiful and sad.
Princess Kunxing was sad about herself, her father and mother, and all the palace servants in the Forbidden City. Princess Kunxing was sad about the people of the Ming Dynasty.
Why is it so good that natural disasters and man-made disasters will happen?
The hair on Princess Kunxing's forehead was a little messy, covering the tender and tender face of a small half, and she was unwilling to fiddle with it...
Under Princess Kunxing's beautiful eyebrows that looked like a distant mountain, tears were rolling in her eyes, and tears flowed down her eyes...
I saw the beginning of spring... I cried several times... Spring is about to grow old...
Emperor Chongzhen had a premonition at this time, and he knew it was time to get a close together.
Emperor Chongzhen slowly stood up from the round stool, looking inferior, regretful and helpless. Emperor Chongzhen pulled out the Longquan sword from the scabbard, but the tears he thought had dried began to flow down again. Emperor Chongzhen didn't know how these tears came about at this time.
Changting Road...the fragrant grass in the sky...only when you return...
Princess Kunxing finally walked three steps ahead of her father. She was surrounded by a group of crisscrossing candlesticks, and the swaying candlelights shone on it to highlight the purity and beauty of Princess Kunxing.
Princess Kunxing's tender body just reached her father's chest, but at this time, Princess Kunxing's face was relieved and smiled at her father's Longquan Sword...
Emperor Chongzhen held the Longquan sword and raised it in front of his chest, and walked towards Princess Kunxing step by step.
Princess Kunxing knew that her short life should be left for the Ming Dynasty. Princess Kunxing finally smiled relievedly and raised her head and looked at her most beloved father. Her father was the emperor of the Ming Dynasty.
Princess Kunxing recalled that day, she had a happy trip with a group of sisters in the palace on the island of the lake pavilion in the Imperial Garden. Her father-in-law Wang Cheng'en hurriedly came to pass on the imperial edict to have a meal.
However, it felt like today's situation was coming soon. Princess Kunxing was extremely reluctant to accept such a fact, but...
Emperor Chongzhen held up the Longquan sword. The tip of the sword was approaching Princess Kunxing's slender and white neck. The Longquan sword was trembling in the air. Princess Kunxing continued to sing the lyrics of the last sentence of the lips...
Changting Road...the fragrant grass in the sky...only when you return...
Chen Yuanyuan felt that Princess Kunxing's last chanting had reached a very high level of attainment, and showed a gratifying smile.
The lyrics at the end of the day, after singing the three words, Princess Kunxing finally glanced at her father affectionately, and finally slowly closed her pure and tender eyes...
Emperor Chongzhen held up the trembling Longquan sword at Princess Kunxing's neck, slowly shifting downwards, aiming at the thin and lily-decorated chest on Princess Kunxing's chest.
The Longquan sword in the air stopped trembling, and began to pull back and pierce Princess Kunxing's heart at an extremely fast speed...
Uh, in severe pain, Princess Kunxing's chest was pierced by the Longquan sword, and her back came out. Princess Kunxing opened her eyes because of the severe pain, and looked at the sad and regretful father with a smile.
Princess Kunxing said: Father, my son is not afraid... My son is underground... Welcome the priest...
Emperor Chongzhen could not speak at this time, his face began to twist abnormally, he wanted to cry but not cry, and wanted to shout silently, so he could only nod to his daughter, holding Princess Kunxing's shoulder with one hand, and preparing to quickly pull out the Longquan sword passed down by his ancestors from Princess Kunxing's chest with one hand...
Because of the unbearable pain, the teenage Princess Kunxing could not bear it. Princess Kunxing held the sword body of the Longquan sword that pierced her with both hands. The jade hand was immediately cut by the Longquan sword and bleeding, dripping on the marble floor of the Ganqing Palace Hall...
The moment Emperor Chongzhen took the heart and pulled out the Longquan sword, the snow-white lily petals in front of Princess Kunxing's thin chest were immediately dyed red, and the wound was bleeding, sputtering Emperor Chongzhen's body.
Um...wow...ah...
Princess Kunxing began to vomit blood. Even though her father supported her, she would fall immediately. Emperor Chongzhen quickly threw away the extremely annoying Longquan sword, hugged Princess Kunxing in her arms, and shouted heart-wrenchingly.
Pressing Princess Kunxing's chest with her sword was injured, but blood still ejaculated from the fingers of Emperor Chongzhen
Princess Kunxing's consciousness gradually dissipated, and blood was gushing from her mouth, and it was sprayed onto his dragon robe.
The pure lilies on the chest were stained red by their own blood, and a large amount of blood was also ejected into the arms of the father...
Princess Kunxing said weakly: Father... Emperor... Son... I don't want to die...
Emperor Chongzhen cried bitterly: The emperor...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...
When the Longquan sword pierced Princess Kunxing's chest, Chen Yuanyuan also numbly put down the Tianwei Pipa, walked slowly to Emperor Chongzhen, and resolutely knelt down, his hands were tilted back to death, his hair fell directly onto the marble floor in the hall, and his back was also crisscrossing rows of candlesticks and swaying candlelight
Chen Yuanyuan looked at Emperor Chongzhen for the last time, and then felt relieved and closed her beautiful slanted phoenix eyes with great regret.
Suddenly, a few rumbling sounds of siege cannons came from afar, awakening Emperor Chongzhen. Emperor Chongzhen knew that there was no time left.
Emperor Chongzhen felt even more painful and blamed himself when he saw Chen Yuanyuan kneeling in front of him and was tilted to death.
At this time, Emperor Chongzhen slowly picked up Princess Kunxing's body, and stayed there without knowing what to do.
At this time, there were another loud rumbling sound of cannons sounding near the Forbidden City, which was so shocked that Emperor Chongzhen almost couldn't hold Princess Kunxing.
Poor Emperor Chongzhen, who killed his daughter, had to throw away the tablecloth on the round table and turn the food and wine utensils onto the marble floor.
Then, Emperor Chongzhen slowly put Princess Kunxing's body on the round table. Emperor Chongzhen's hands were trembling very hard at this time, and he was crying for the princess.
The wounds on Princess Kunxing still showed warm blood on her chest, which made Emperor Chongzhen shocked and indesolate.
Emperor Chongzhen simply sorted out the body of Princess Kunxing, who was stained with blood, looked at the stained tablecloth on the ground, thought for a while, and picked up the tablecloth.
Emperor Chongzhen stood by the round table, and finally lowered his head to look at the miserable death-like princess. He couldn't bear to open his eyes and look at it for a while.
Then Emperor Chongzhen covered Princess Kunxing's body with a dirty tablecloth. Emperor Chongzhen's tears had dried up, but his expression began to resolutely because he continued to do what he wanted to do later.
Emperor Chongzhen picked up the Longquan sword from the marble floor and came to Chen Yuanyuan's side. The tip of the Longquan sword moved in front of Chen Yuanyuan's yellow palace dress chest.
The Longquan sword began to tremble uncontrollably in the air again. Emperor Chongzhen didn't know what he was doing. He felt afraid of self-blame and regret that he had never been before, and there were many unexpressible emotions.
Emperor Chongzhen cried bitterly: I...I'm sorry...you...
When Chen Yuanyuan was dying, she felt extremely relieved when she heard Emperor Chongzhen's inner words. Her eyes did not open, and her beautiful face showed a last meaningful and affectionate smile.
Chen Yuanyuan said: The emperor... I am underground... I welcome the emperor...
When Emperor Chongzhen heard Chen Yuanyuan say this, his chest was trembling and even more crying. He felt that he was really faceless to face the concubines, the people of the Ming Dynasty, and even more faceless to face the ancestors and ancestors.
The Longquan sword was no longer worried in the air, and ruthlessly pierced the chest of Chen Yuanyuan, who was kneeling in the Ganqing Palace hall, on the marble floor, and a sword came out of his back.
Blood immediately ejected from the wound and the tip of the sword...
Longquan sword quickly pulled out the beautiful Chen Yuanyuan's body. Chen Yuanyuan fell to the ground slowly in response. Severe pain came. Chen Yuanyuan had to open his eyes, looking at Emperor Chongzhen with weak pain and compassion.
Emperor Chongzhen threw down Longquan's sword again, knelt on the ground, hugged Chen Yuanyuan in his arms, and cried hysterically, like a madman.
If it were another person, he would never stand such a blow
Chen Yuanyuan was crying and used her last strength to stretch out her jade hand from the cloud sleeve. Emperor Chongzhen tightly held Chen Yuanyuan's white jade-like jade hand, and the jade hand was gradually cold.
Chen Yuanyuan said intermittently: I am lucky... Thank you... Holy grace... I am... Let's go first...
Chen Yuanyuan's last sentence: "Take a step first" before he could express his word "step" yet, Chen Yuanyuan died of youth...
Seeing this, Emperor Chongzhen felt excited and started to burst into tears, tears and snot. Looking back on Chen Yuanyuan's various benefits, Emperor Chongzhen hugged Chen Yuanyuan's body tightly, swaying his body back and forth, holding Chen Yuanyuan's jade hand in his hand. This jade hand was different from usual and there was no longer any warmth...
Emperor Chongzhen cried in despair: Why... Why... I have worked hard... Why is it still like this... It's all the ministers who mislead me... It's all the ministers who mislead me...
Like a madman, Emperor Chongzhen put down Chen Yuanyuan's body and lie on Princess Kunxing's body and cried and remembered each other. He kept shouting desperately and helplessly.
Emperor Chongzhen cried and said: It's all my incompetent... it's all my incompetent... it's me who harmed you... I deserve to die...
After a long time, a few shells suddenly rumbling. I don’t know if it was the city gate that shocked Emperor Chongzhen to his senses and was very scared.
Emperor Chongzhen shouted: The thief... the thief... is coming in... I... I want to go quickly... Kunning Palace... Ciqing Palace
Emperor Chongzhen calmed down a little, placed Chen Yuanyuan's body flat on the marble floor in the hall, and helped her organize her appearance and goose yellow palace dress.
Then he stood up his dull body and wanted to find a piece of cloth to cover Chen Yuanyuan's body. However, many things in the Ganqing Palace sold their money to help fight against the thieves over the years, and the hall was empty.
Emperor Chongzhen held the Longquan sword and was so angry that he could not find the cloth to cover Chen Yuanyuan's body. He clenched his fist with another empty hand and beat his chest a few times, and then kicked it a few times. He didn't know what to do.
Suddenly, Emperor Chongzhen remembered that there were quilts available in the warm pavilion, and he knew that using a tablecloth to cover Princess Kunxing's body was not careful, so he threw down the Longquan sword and quickly ran out of the hall, entered the warm pavilion to get the brocade quilt.
Emperor Chongzhen was so worried at this time that the stars outside the hall were dim and very cold. It is logical that this should not be the case during the Grain Rain season.
Emperor Chongzhen was rushing all the way, and as soon as he entered the warm pavilion, he hit something cold and almost fell to the ground.
Looking up, it was the bodies of Zi'er and Cui'er who had committed suicide by hanging their beams. They were still hanging in the air. They were swinging in the air by the strong wind breaking into the door and the impact of Emperor Chongzhen. They were extremely miserable.
Emperor Chongzhen suddenly cried: My beloved concubine... My beloved concubine... You are so miserable... I... I...
Emperor Chongzhen quickly put down the bodies of Zi'er and Cui'er one by one, and placed them on the dragon couch in his warm pavilion. He then helped them carefully organize their palace clothes and hair, and used the sleeves of his dragon robe to wipe their still beautiful faces.
After doing all this, a lot of time passed, and the sound of cannons siege kept rumbling. I heard that the sound was getting closer and closer to the Forbidden City.
Emperor Chongzhen used the brocade quilt on the dragon couch to cover up the body of Zi'er and Cui'er, and then he let out a long breath.
Emperor Chongzhen looked down at his dragon robe, full of blood and sweat. Emperor Chongzhen wanted to vent his resentment, but he had nowhere to look for it.
Emperor Chongzhen had no time to change his clothes, and in the past, Zi'er and Cui'er took care of themselves to change clothes and wash clothes. Now they have to dress themselves, but they will be in a hurry.
Emperor Chongzhen quickly opened the royal wardrobe made of red sandalwood, took out two thin brocade quilts from it, and then finally looked at the dragon couch, Zi'er and Cui'er, who were covered with brocade quilts, sighed deeply, walked out of the warm pavilion, and finally closed the pavilion door.
Emperor Chongzhen hurried back to the main hall of the Ganqing Palace and covered Chen Yuanyuan's body with a good golden brocade quilt used by the royal family.
Then he walked to Princess Kunxing's body, thinking that it seemed inappropriate to put Princess Kunxing's body on the round table, so he lifted the table cloth and gently picked up Princess Kunxing, and placed it side by side with Chen Yuanyuan. Then, he also covered Princess Kunxing with a golden brocade quilt used by the royal family.
That was the best brocade quilt from Jiangnan. Emperor Chongzhen had never used it yet
After doing all this, Emperor Chongzhen suddenly stood there for a moment, not knowing what to do next, and his mind was still wandering with Princess Kunxing's beautiful dance and Chen Yuanyuan's pipa glow. In a blink of an eye, they were all lying on the ground...
Suddenly, more than a dozen rumbling cannons came from outside the palace, which seemed to have woken up Emperor Chongzhen. Emperor Chongzhen slapped his forehead and remembered what to do next
Emperor Chongzhen said: Kunning Palace... and Ciqing Palace... I can't rest assured...
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Beijing, Outer City
At first glance, the Dashun Army barracks were lined up, and the soldiers were mobilized continuously. Various weapons and equipment were transported one after another, and a large amount of logistics supplies were gathered.
The Dashun soldiers on the back were all ready to go
The wounded soldiers were constantly transported back from the inner city, but there were few people shouting and shouting. There were immediately reserved troops to join the inner city to attack the city gate. The spies were conveying various messages to Li Zicheng's ears all the time. It was conceivable that the siege was extremely difficult.
Although the outer city of the capital was sold, the inner city was guarded by the most loyal Emperor Chongzhen, and Wang Chengen, Wu Xiang and others supervised the war, and the war eased slightly for the time being.
Those wounded soldiers who were transported back would immediately feed them food, and some would heal and treat their wounds.
The soldiers knew that Emperor Dashun was good to the soldiers. They knew that Li Zicheng was also a soldier before and knew the suffering of being a soldier.
It is the pride and pride of the soldiers to meet such a good emperor, so Dashun's soldiers are never afraid of death when fighting.
The military camp of Dashun is divided into five battalions, middle, left, right, front and back. It is represented by flags of different colors, and is led by General Quan, General Jian, General Guoyi, General Guowu, etc.
Dashun uses infantry and cavalry as the main arms, as well as artillery, engineers, and navy.
Li Zicheng attaches great importance to improving the weapons of each barracks. The captured guns, gunpowder, iron helmets, mules and horses are often used to equip the five barracks, left, right, front and back.
Song Xiance rode a yellow war horse and came to Li Zicheng's Wulong horse, but was one distance behind the horse's head. This was a rule. The subordinates could not be as flat as the emperor.
Song Xiance said: Your Majesty, I guess you will be able to break through the inner city at dawn.
Li Zicheng sat on the back of the oolong horse, as if thinking about something. Seeing Song Xiance coming, he turned to look at Song Xiance
Li Zicheng said: I am wondering what kind of fate will Chongzhen end
Song Xiance said: I think Chongzhen is likely to hang himself or take poison in the Ganqing Palace.
Li Zicheng said: I also think that Chongzhen is likely to be like this, as for burning the Forbidden City...
Song Xiance naturally knew that the emperor wanted to live in the Forbidden City. Although it had been designated as the capital of Dashun in Xi'an, it might as well be used by Beijing as a companion.
Song Xiance knew that, in contrast, the emperor wanted to live in the Forbidden City and lay on the dragon couch where Emperor Chongzhen and the Ming Dynasty were sleeping.
There are also countless beautiful beauties in the Ming Dynasty harem, waiting for the emperor's choice and visit.
Song Xiance knew that if there were any concubines of Emperor Chongzhen or the late Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, the emperor would not allow anyone other than him to get involved.
Song Xiance said: The emperor, I think that Emperor Chongzhen may not burn the Forbidden City
Li Zicheng said: Oh, why is this?
Song Xiance said: Chongzhen has a strong temperament, which is different from the kings who have lost their country in history. I think Chongzhen may not burn the Forbidden City passed down from the Ming Dynasty, because Chongzhen would not bear it.
Li Zicheng: I hope so...
Song Xiance said: I think that Beijing must be surrounded by water. If Emperor Chongzhen disguises himself and hides the people and then takes the opportunity to escape back to Jiangnan, then the big thing will be bad.
Li Zicheng said: What are the things that are not good?
Song Xiance said: Chongzhen has no bad reputation. If he disguised himself as a rush to Jiangnan, and Jiangnan was a place where wealth gathered, then Dashun's hegemony would be very unsuccessful.
Li Zicheng said: The military advisor is right, and the Qing soldiers will also go south. At that time, Dashun will be sandwiched between the Qing soldiers and the Ming Dynasty, which means fighting on both sides. At that time, Dashun will become the second Ming Dynasty, and I will become the second Chongzhen.
Song Xiance said: The emperor said it very well. I think the Qing soldiers must be stepping up their preparations for war and going south to compete with us for the world.
When Li Zicheng heard the news of the Qing army, his eyebrows frowned slightly and his eyes shone. He raised his whip with one hand and pointed it at the Forbidden City. He looked back at Song Xiance
Li Zichengdao: The military advisor thought that after Dashun captured Beijing, would the Qing soldiers go south?
Song Xiance said: This is also the thing I am most worried about. I think they are very likely to go south. When we just stood in Beijing, it was unstable.
Li Zicheng said: So, what are the movements of Wu Sangui and the Qing soldiers from Shanhaiguan? What are they going to do?
Song Xiance said: According to the reliable news of the spy, the Qing soldiers were also recruiting Wu Sangui, and Wu Sangui was uncertain between me and the Qing soldiers.
Li Zicheng's pursed mouth kept squirming, looking at the Beijing city ahead, but there was something else in his eyes
There were more than 100,000 Dashun heroic soldiers standing behind him. The soldiers of each battalion had a sharp contrast in their clothes. It was obvious at a glance that these soldiers were Li Zicheng's chess pieces to conquer the world, and they all had to go to the battlefield for Li Zicheng to fight to kill.
Li Zicheng said: I originally wanted to let Chongzhen abdicate and then help him fight the Qing army, because that would be better for Dashun, but Chongzhen rejected the key point now is Wu Sangui of Shanhaiguan. If he surrendered to Dashun, then attacking the Qing army would be much more convenient. If he surrendered to the Qing army, then the Qing army would have Shanhaiguan, a heroic pass to resist my Dashun. We will pay a great price.
Song Xiance said: The emperor said it very well, and there is another possibility that Wu Sangui hopes that Chongzhen will flee back to Jiangnan, so Shandong will be between Shanhaiguan and Jiangnan, and it will be difficult for Liu Fangliang's barracks to gain a foothold in Shandong and around him.
Li Zicheng said: Then, if Chongzhen escapes back to Jiangnan, he will immediately strengthen Shandong's defense, and then Shanhaiguan will have a steady stream of troops and supplies from Jiangnan.
Song Xiance said: So you must not let Chongzhen escape back to Jiangnan. If Chongzhen returns to Jiangnan, it will be more difficult to deal with than ten times the Qing soldiers. It is known that most natural disasters and man-made disasters are in the north and the Jiubian, and there are much less disasters in Jiangnan. If Chongzhen returns to Jiangnan, it is equivalent to losing a big burden to Dashun, and then pushing Dashun down the situation of fighting against the Qing soldiers. In the north and Jiubian places, it will take several years or even more than ten years to become prosperous again.
Although Niu Jinxing is the most important thing in Li Zicheng's heart, Li Zicheng cannot deny that Song Xiance's talent is higher than Niu Jinxing's.
As for Li Yan in Li Zicheng's heart, he is lower than Song Xiance
Li Zicheng said: The military advisor is right. After experiencing natural disasters and man-made disasters in northern China, it will take several years or even more years to recover from prosperity and strength. The Qing army is a hungry wolf that destroys peace everywhere. This hungry wolf has always been very lucky. When the Qing army unified the grassland, the Ming Dynasty was fighting against Japanese pirates for the sake of his lips and teeth. Even in the south, many wars were underway. In this case, the Qing army was given a great opportunity to unify the grassland.
Song Xiance said: The emperor said very well that there were too many tricks to the rise of the Qing army. When the Ming Dynasty had just finished fighting with Japanese pirates in Korea and couldn't take care of it, the natural disasters in the north came...
Li Zicheng said: I, Dashun, grew stronger in such a chaotic situation. It was precisely because of our Dashun's delay on the Ming Dynasty that the Ming Dynasty fought back and forth, and the Qing army could continue to grow stronger. As a result, the Qing army took the opportunity to occupy Liaodong.
Song Xiance knew that these things involved Dashun and Li Zicheng, so he might not express his opinions and positions on this issue, so he looked at Beijing City.
Song Xiance said: Your Majesty, I think the inner city is about to be broken
Li Zicheng rode his owlong horse and headed towards the outer city of Beijing. The army behind him suddenly started. The footsteps of the army, the sound of horse hooves and neighing of thousands of horses, began to deafeningly. The scene was quite spectacular and majestic.
The smoke and dust gradually spread out, and in a while, Li Zicheng's Wulong horse and Song Xiance's mount disappeared into the smoke and dust...
It turned out that in the battle to attack Beijing, the fifth battalions in the middle, left, right, front and back, Li Zicheng led the middle camp and the back camp as reserves, and divided the front camp to attack the outer city and the Zhengyang Gate in the south of the inner city. The second battalions on the left and right were responsible for besieging the gates in the east and north directions of Beijing, in order to ensure that Chongzhen must not escape back to Jiangnan.
Li Zicheng shouted: The world... and the Forbidden City... are all mine...
The soldiers of Dashun shouted: Dashun will win... Dashun will win... Dashun will win... Dashun will win... Dashun will win...
On April 19, 1644, the sky was getting brighter, but the fog and moisture were still heavy, and the Ming Dynasty was approaching a critical moment.
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