All civil servants and generals can be killed!

It's a pity that this truth was understood too late. If they hadn't misled the country, how could the Ming Dynasty be like this? How could it be like this!

Thinking that he had been deceived by them and even lost his ancestral status, Chongzhen sighed again while feeling annoyed.

"Hey, it's too late to regret..."

Wang Chengen said.

"Your Majesty, the thieves have entered the palace, Your Majesty cannot delay any longer!"

Chongzhen sneered:

"Yes, we can't delay any longer. If we delay any longer, we will be dishonoring our ancestors! I will hang myself and die for my country! What is hateful is that I am not the king of the country's subjugation, but I will suffer the disaster of the country's subjugation. I will not die with my eyes in peace!"

After thinking about it, he continued.

"I want to die for my country. But I want to ask the heavens why they made me subjugate my country. What kind of justice is this? Alas! What kind of justice is this!"

What kind of justice is this!

I respect the Patriarch of Heaven, but in the end I ended up in this situation. Is this the fate of Patriarch of Heaven?

Wang Chengen advised:

"Your Majesty! The traitors have entered the imperial city, and the important matter is over. At this time, the calls to heaven and earth are not responding. It is better to die for the country as soon as possible to avoid falling into the hands of the traitors and humiliating our ancestors."

Chongzhen, who was filled with grief and anger, regained his composure and sneered:

"Don't worry, I will never fall into the wrong hands!"

"This slave is worried about what might happen..."

"Don't worry! I came here just to die for my country, but there are some things I have to tell the sky!"

"Your Majesty, what has happened is all God's will. Please don't be too sad!"

Chongzhen suddenly beat his chest again, looked up to the sky and cried bitterly:

"Your Majesty, am I ignorant, debauched, and indifferent to government affairs? Am I weak, incompetent, ignorant, or young and ignorant, allowing traitorous ministers to mess up the government? I have not been pious and respectful to God since I succeeded to the throne.

?Adhere to the ancestral precepts? Work hard and be diligent in political affairs?... Heaven! Heaven! How unfair and ruthless are you? You treat me like this..."

Just at this moment, a somewhat dull sound of spring thunder sounded in the air? When the wind and rain still brought a bit of chill, it blew the treetops and made bursts of whistling sounds? Is this the sound of wind or is it clearly the sound of crying? It seems like heaven and earth.

Is there a soul? There weeping for his country’s subjugation! Weeping for his death for the country!

Yes, the sky has eyes, but civil servants are greedy for money and military generals are afraid of death? How can this country avoid destruction?

How can we not perish?

"The thief has entered the palace? Your Majesty cannot delay any longer!"

He already understood that the emperor decided to hang himself, and said:

"Your Majesty, since you have decided to hang yourself to die for your country, can you hang yourself in this pavilion?"

Chongzhen did not answer. At this moment, he was looking southward from the highest point where he stood, looking at the Fengxian Hall in the distance and the Ancestral Temple outside the city. His eyes were fixed there. What would he look like if he lost the country left by his ancestors?

How about hanging yourself in front of the temple of your ancestors?

Let’s change places!

Although the pain of national subjugation is excruciating, Chongzhen's mind is not chaotic. He suddenly thought about it, and even felt like he was freed from the sea of ​​suffering. Thinking about the seventeen years of hard work all day long for national affairs? He only got it today.

Rest? Go to the underworld and never have to worry about it again.

He recalled that the throne he had inherited since he was seventeen years old was already a mess with the country in ruins. He had been struggling hard all these years, but the result was that the Ming Dynasty was only extended for seventeen years, but he did not see the ZTE in his dream.

Thinking that for more than ten years, I had dreamed of becoming the "Lord of ZTE" in the Ming Dynasty, but now I have lost my ancestors' power, I sighed and said:

"Seventeen years... I never thought that everything would come to nothing in the end!"

It was as if Chongzhen had just woken up from a big dream. He no longer made useless accusations, cried bitterly, sighed, and had nothing.

He took Wang Chengen away from the main peak of Meishan Mountain and headed east down the mountain. After passing two pavilions and walking about three feet further, the path down the mountain was interrupted. This was a mountain path that had been in disrepair for a long time. He came to a

Under the locust tree, neither the Fengxian Hall nor the Ancestral Temple can be seen here.

"Just right here!"

Chongzhen said something and then asked Wang Chengen to tie the cloth belt to the locust tree branch. He then ordered:

"Just tie it to a branch facing south!"

The horizontal branches facing the south were thicker and only as high as a person. It was more convenient to hang oneself there, and there was no other meaning. But he and Wang Chengen both thought of Nanjing at the same time, and thought that the Xiaoling Mausoleum of Emperor Gao was in Nanjing. But neither of them thought of it.

Talking, how can you face your ancestors?

You have no face to face your ancestors!

Chongzhen smiled miserably and sighed.

"Today's destruction of the country is really God's will, not my fault. For seventeen years of bleak management, I always wanted to revive. But my strength has been exhausted, everything goes against my wishes, and there is no way to save it. Seventeen years of hope for revival is just a dream!"

Wang Chengen, who was very sad in his heart, did not say anything. He just found a few stones from the grass to stand on his feet, tied a cloth belt to the south-facing locust tree branch for the emperor, then took off his belt and put another one beside him.

Another hanging rope was tied to a tree.

After making these preparations, he bowed to the emperor and asked:

"What else does your Majesty have to say?"

Chongzhen shook his head and said with a sad smile:

"It's okay. The queen is waiting. It's time for me to leave."

He has no fear of death Chongyang, and has nothing to say. Moreover, he knows that the "thieves" have occupied the imperial city, and they will soon come to search Meishan. They must not delay any longer, if they fall into their hands.

In my hands, I really feel sorry for my ancestors.

Chongzhen, who looked calm, walked to the locust tree, held the tree with his hands, and climbed onto the pile of bricks for his feet. He pulled the cloth belt and found it was very firm. He was about to hang himself when Wang Chengen cried:

"Your Majesty, please let me trim your hair!"

"Forget it, let your hair fall on your face. I have no face to see my ancestors lying underground!"

Chongzhen let his hair fall in front of him. After thinking about it, he took out his pen and wrote on his robe with ink.

"In the seventeenth year since I ascended the throne, even though I was ungrateful and wrathful, all my ministers misunderstood me and led to the rebels approaching the capital. When I died, I saw my ancestors lying in the ground without a face.

Cover my face. Let the thieves split my corpse, but do not hurt any of the people."

After writing this last chapter, Chongzhen looked at the capital again and thought in his heart, I hope the thieves will not hurt any of my people, and they will not hurt any of my people...

Then he inserted his head into the cloth belt, and then grabbed the cloth ring with both hands. As long as he pushed down the pile of bricks with his feet, his body would fall down, and the rest would only need to be given to time.

When the emperor was about to hang himself, Wang Chengen, with tears in his eyes, kowtowed to the emperor.

"Your Majesty, please wait for a moment while your servant goes with you!"

At this moment, the rain stopped and the wind stopped.

The birds don't sing and the branches don't move.
Chapter completed!