Xiao Ruxun rudely blocked Xiao Guoliang's mouth.

"Listen to me! The indigenous people in the South Ocean are all lazy, fierce and stupid people. When they encounter hostile people, they must not be ruthless, arm the local Han people, expel and kill them all. They can occupy as much island land as they can. With enough resources and land, they must promote firearms and sea ships, and even more, education should be promoted, encourage childbirth, so that everyone can do their best to have children.

Also, you must not trust Franji Hongmaoyi. If you want to start a war, you must not be afraid and do your best to fight! If you can do what you say to your father and defeat the indigenous people and Hongmaoyi, you may not be able to establish a new China in Southeast Asia! Establish a new China! By then, the contributions will be in the present and the future will be remembered by your descendants!"

A strange light flashed in the old man's eyes, like a dying person seeing a life-saving straw.

"Zi Ning, you are the proudest son of your father. You have learned the military strategy of being a father. You have also had experience and strategy. You are the most beloved son of your father. If you are asked to go to Nanyang for your father, you want to leave some fire for China. Remember, remember, when the strength is insufficient and the population is only tens of millions, you should not rashly attack the north, and you should never rashly attack the north! You should warn your descendants and grandchildren, and warn them that you should never easily attack the north!"

"Father...this..."

Xiao Guoliang could not keep up with his father's thinking at all.

"You will understand, you will understand soon, you will understand why the Father did this."

After Xiao Ruxun said this, she stood up tremblingly and walked outside.

The temperature in the Little Ice Age was so cold that even on Hainan Island, you can still feel the cold.

It has been fifty years since I retired to Qiongzhou for fifty years, from north to south, from proud to frustration, from full of hope to shattering hope, for fifty years, Xiao Ruxun originally expected that he could die before the Jiashen Kingdom's transformation, so he would not have to be sad for it, but he never thought that the more he wanted to die, the more he could not die.

After raising his three sons to become talents, Xiao Ruxun felt that he had nothing to live, so he had found a way out for his family, and even found a way out for his fellow villagers and old subordinates who were willing to follow him. He had nothing to worry about.

Although the country rejected him, he still thought that he was sorry for the Ming Dynasty and the people of the Ming Dynasty who were about to suffer great pain and nightmare. Seeing Lu Chen in the Central Plains and the demise of China, he really couldn't do it. He tried his best to do something for the Ming Dynasty, but it was this damn military general who made him powerless!

The Ming Dynasty rejected his kindness again and again. The Ming Dynasty disappointed him again and again, made him suffer, and finally made him despair.

After he was sixty, he would dream of what Yuan Huang said to him countless times. If he had chosen that path at that time, would the land of China be different? Will it be changed? Will all this become another way? Can Chinese civilization be passed on smoothly without being cut off?

Sometimes, he hated himself, hated himself for not being ruthless enough, hated himself for not being determined enough, and was not determined enough. He could make such a decision, but he still gave up. For the plot of the Ming Dynasty in his heart, he gave up everything. He must try every means to save the Ming Dynasty. However, however, a military general is a military general. This identity has dragged down his life and dragged down the Ming Dynasty, making the Ming Dynasty unable to grasp the last hope.

Those bastards! Those bastards! Do you have to let the Qing Dynasty kill all the butcher knife kills them before you are happy?! Are you satisfied?!

He saw with his own eyes what kind of life the wealthy people in Jiangnan lived, and what kind of life the refugees in the north lived. Those borers emptied the Ming Dynasty. In the end, all the wealth they accumulated was cheaper than the Qing Dynasty, and all the Qing Dynasty was taken cleanly and killed by the Qing Dynasty. On this, a new blood-colored order was established - China has not been China since then...

Dragging the disgusting rat tail of money, wearing extremely ugly clothes, he was ridden on his head as a mighty man, but he could not do anything.

If I had embarked on another path, would this world be different?

Xiao Ruxun stretched out his dry and old hand and held it in the void, as if he wanted to hold something, but he couldn't hold anything.

A person's power is really too small.

If, if we could do it again, would the world be different?

If, if I can do it again...

Xiao Guoliang left, leaving with people who were willing to follow him and who were willing to obey him. Thirteen sea boats were packed with hope and fire from Chinese civilization, leaving Xiao Ruxun's vision.

Xiao Ruxun won't leave, he will never leave the soil that gave birth to him and raised him, even if this soil is about to be trampled by the iron hooves of alien races, it is beyond recognition.

On the first day of May 17th year of Chongzhen, a heartbreaking news spread across the ocean and entered Xiao Ruxun's ears alone with an old servant in the old house.

On March 19, the 17th year of Chongzhen, Emperor Chongzhen of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Youjian, hanged himself on Jingshan, the capital...

Before the emperor died, he left the last edict on a blue robe.

"Since I ascended the throne for seventeen years, although I am poor and have been angry with the emperor, all the ministers have mistaken me, causing the traitor to come to the capital. I die without a face to see my ancestors underground. I will be crowned with my crown and cover my face. Let the thieves split my body and not hurt the people alone."

After hearing this, Xiao Ruxun was speechless, and was wearing white clothes and a white scarf with the old servant who was crying, and bowing to the north.

All the people who did not leave Wenchang County with Xiao's third son gathered together, wearing white clothes and a white scarf on their heads, and worshiped the north with Xiao Ruxun.

The emperor guards the country's gates and the king dies in the country. This is easy to say, but how difficult it is to do it? Not to mention the supreme state of a country, what kind of despair should it be to hang itself and die.

All the ministers misled me...

Xiao Ruxun felt that he was also one of the people who had misled Zhu Youjian. Although Zhu Youjian made all kinds of mistakes, he was buried for his country, but he was still alive.

This is unfair. He clearly agreed to fight for the Ming Dynasty instead of Xiao Ruxun, but he broke his promise. Therefore, both himself and Xiao Ruxun should put an end to all this at this moment.

So, Xiao Ruxun took his old servant and walked from Wenchang County to the northernmost end of Hainan Island. Looking at the vaguely visible mainland of China, Xiao Ruxun slowly knelt down and took out the hand gun specially built for him from his arms.

"Laoshan, it's time for me to leave, where are you?"

"The master takes one step first, and the old servant will follow soon."

Xiao Ruxun nodded silently.

"I heard that before the late emperor died, there was only a eunuch following him. Lao Shan, what did you think of the late emperor at that time?"

The old servant was speechless.

"It's probably the same as me, I can't regret it?"

"master……"

Xiao Ruxun smiled bitterly and looked at the mainland of China with endless nostalgia. He pointed the handgun at his mouth, opened his mouth, and was about to stuff the gun in, but took it out again.

"Laoshan, come again slowly, I want you to do something for me in the end."

"Please tell me, lord."

"After I died, I burned my body, buried my ashes in the soil, and put a wooden sign on it, saying "The Ming Dynasty's sinner Xiao Ruxun died here."

"Old servant obeys the order."

Xiao Ruxun nodded, stuffed the muzzle into his mouth, and pulled the trigger on his fingers.

Fifty years have passed, like Nan Ke’s dream. What did he do, what did he get, and what did he change?

After all, I still lost time and time.

If...if you can do it again...

"Bang"

………………………………………
Chapter completed!