Emperor Ming Dynasty

Chapter 1 Chongzhen 16 Years

Chongzhen 16 years.

On the second day of the first lunar month, Li Zicheng fell into Chengtian Mansion and was named "Marshal Fengtian Advocating Righteousness".

In March, Zuo Liangyu mutinied, and [-] people captured Wuchang.

In April, the Qing soldiers entered the fortress in the winter of last year, and they returned unharmed today.

He plundered 88 counties in Fuzhou, captured more than 36 people, obtained more than 220 taels of gold, more than [-] taels of silver, more than [-] cattle and horses, and more than [-] treasures and satin.

When the world was in chaos, Shaanxi ushered in a few years of peace.

It was dawn, and the city of Xi'an was shrouded in silence. On both sides of the road, there was not even a trace of green. The leaves on the branches had long been picked up by someone to fill their stomachs.

On both sides of the road, pedestrians were yellow and thin, and the doors and windows of the empty houses were opened, letting in the wind, making it look more and more howling and terrifying.

The thin and small boy ran panting, and the sound of the wind came from his ears, making his steps even faster in fright.

As for the long queue, the busiest place is nothing more than the grain store.

Turn left on the street, a house.

"Dong dong dong—" the boy knocked on the door.

"Come in, Thirteen, I've seen you!"

"Sovereign!" The young man chuckled and entered with small steps.

A wall covered with green moss, a broken gate, a deep well, and a young man by the well.

"Sovereign, five or six doctors went to the military camp yesterday, and they all said it was beriberi, which is difficult to treat."

"Wow--" The young man scooped up a stream of water, ignored the severe cold, and washed his face directly, revealing a withered yellow face.

The bridge of the nose is high, the eyebrows are clear, but the cheeks are sunken, and the eyes are dull. It has been malnourished for many years.

"I see!"

Zhu Yixi nodded, her face full of excitement.

The opportunity came.

"Wang—" the yellow dog leaning on the doorpost barked listlessly, which was regarded as a greeting.

"Let's eat!" Zhu Yixi stepped into the room with excitement all over, and after searching for a long time, he finally found two vegetable cakes. In winter, there is no need to worry about them going bad.

After giving him a piece of vegetable cake, the boy was a little surprised and satisfied, and started to eat it hungrily.

And Zhu Yixi, eating slowly, tore off some more, and fed it to the yellow dog under his feet.

"Sovereign, you can't even eat enough, why do you still keep a dog!" Thirteen muttered, looking at the yellow dog with beady eyes.

"This? This is the only possession left by my parents, and it is also the most valuable in the family!"

Zhu Yixi said helplessly, and patted the dog's head.

is not that right?Nowadays, a bucket of rice is two hundred renminbi, and meat is even more expensive. How much is a yellow dog worth twenty or thirty catties?

Looking around, Zhu Yixi smiled wryly: "It's just this broken yard that others don't want to occupy. Isn't Xiao Huang the most valuable?"

"Hey!" Shisan nodded, his eyes brightened and said, "You're right, when we run out of food, Xiao Huang will be the last hope."

"Woof!!" The yellow dog jumped up and looked at Shisan fiercely.

Thanks to Zhu Yixi's comfort, otherwise he would have to take a few bites.

"Thirteen, do you know which house this is?"

"Where is it?" Thirteen wondered, "It's been longer than mine anyway."

"This is the residence of Jinyiwei's thousand households."

Zhu Yixi looked around, seeing the gloomy arrangement, couldn't help laughing and said: "Thanks to the current Holy Majesty, there is a place for me!"

"Sovereign, tell me, what shall we do in the future?"

Thirteen timidly walked over, Jin Yiwei's name, who is not afraid?Even if they can't control their clans.

"It seems that Xi'an can't stay anymore. Sun Dushi lost the battle last year, and his men are all recruits. If he can't hold it, he can only go to Hanzhong to hide."

Zhu Yixi put his hands on his back and said sadly, "Da Ming is in danger!"

Judging from the memories from time travel, in the 17th year of Chongzhen, that is, next year, Li Zicheng will break into Beijing, Chongzhen hanged himself and died, and the Ming Dynasty fell.

However, it is certain that before this, Xi'an must have been ruined, after all, it is the capital of "Dashun".

"Sect Master, we have no money and no food, how can we go to Hanzhong!" Shisan said distressedly: "It is impossible to go begging, you are the king of Heyang, you have to be respectable."

"Now, you are the only one who regards me as suzerain."

Zhu Yixi shook his head and smiled wryly.

Who would have thought that the majestic Qin Fan——

It is really sad that the descendants of the king of Heyang County, the Lieutenant of Fengguo, have been reduced to such a state!
When Zhu Yixi first possessed her body, she suspected that her predecessor had urged herself to lie, and even lied to herself.

However, the fact is that the majestic clan of the Ming Dynasty is impoverished.

The expected court support, free food and drink, who knew it turned out to be a mirror image.

Since the first year of Chongzhen, his imperial court has not issued Zonglu.

Moreover, this is still in Shaanxi, where there are many uprisings. In the 16th and 16th years of Chongzhen, it is really terrible to be able to survive until now thanks to the predecessor.

The point is that there is no hope in the future. In less than a year, Daming will be finished. As a clan, he didn't enjoy much blessings, and was even implicated in his death.

And Thirteen, who also belonged to the clan, was just a shabby family, because he had no money to bribe Qin Wangfu's chief Shi, he couldn't get a title, and he didn't even have a name.

During the Jiajing period, the burden on Zonglu was too great, and the vassal reform was carried out. The county king had no children, and even his own younger brother could not inherit the title.

But the branch can't cut off the incense, so it is arranged for the close branch to inherit its enshrinement, and the lower branch becomes the suzerain of the branch.

Zhenguo, Fuguo, Fengguo generals, Zhenguo, Fuguo, Fengguo lieutenant, from generation to generation, and at the bottom of Fengguo lieutenant, it is no longer crimson.

And as the humblest lieutenant of Fengguo, it is common for the court to owe his salary.

Zonglu collected a total of [-] shi a year. After Jiajing, six bills and four grains were implemented, that is, issued by Zonglu, [-]% of treasure bills and [-]% of grain.

Treasure banknotes are equivalent to waste paper, and they are too hard to wipe your buttocks.

There are really only eighty stones for Zonglu every year.

For a low-level clan like him, there is no difference between dead and immortal Ming Dynasty, but before the building collapses, the debt owed must be paid back!

The 16-year-old Zong Lu had to come back no matter what.

"Sovereign, are you wearing this?"

Seeing Zhu Yixi's appearance, Shisan couldn't help but said, and then, without waiting for his orders, he ran for a while, went straight into his room, and took out an old leather jacket.

As he said that, he waited for Zhu Yixi to put it on, gently smoothing the wrinkles with his thin hands, very respectful.

Flipping through the leather jacket for a closer look, the inside is full of holes, and most of the fur on the outside has fallen off. Zhu Yixi smiled wryly and said, "It's better not to wear these clothes."

"The sackcloth is warm, and there are duck feathers in it!"

"Sect Master, this is your dignity!" Thirteen said stubbornly, with an unquestionable expression.

"Today is a big event, so don't delay it!"

The leather jacket didn't keep warm, and Zhu Yixi couldn't bear it anymore, and put a sackcloth inside. At this moment, he couldn't help but think of the Eight Banners children of later generations, even if they were poor, they had to pay attention to appearance.

Now, it's my turn.

"In the Qin army, is beriberi really hard to treat?"

Zhu Yixi asked again.

"Yesterday, five or six doctors were invited, and rumors are spread in the streets and alleys! The army must not be able to hide it."

Thirteen hurriedly said.

Zhu Yixi nodded.

After a while, I saw a sparse group of people, about a dozen, tall, short and thin, except that there was no fat character. They tried their best to wear good clothes, but they were still unsatisfactory.

"I have seen the Sect Master!"

There was a clatter of obeisance, everyone was respectful, no matter the old man or young man, no exception.

These people are all descendants of the King of Heyang County.

Zhu Yixi looked at it, and frowned: "A few days ago, we discussed that there were still twenty or so people? Why did you go five or six more?"

"Sovereign, Zhu Laosan was so hungry two days ago that he couldn't bear it anymore, so he went to the government office to discuss the government and then went to the prison to eat."

Thirteen couldn't help but said, with envy on his face,

"The suzerain, the others, all left Xi'an City, went to Hanzhong, brought some cakes, and went there to beg for food."

The others couldn't help but say, with miserable expressions on their faces.

"Go, we will definitely ask for our money and grain back today!"

Zhu Yixi shook his head, looking at this group of clan children who looked like beggars, he couldn't help but look dignified.

Apparently, everyone didn't believe that it was possible to ask for arrears of food.

It is sad that the dignified descendants of the Zhu family have fallen to such a state. Who let them be born in this crater in Shaanxi?

Their branch, or in other words, all the clans in Xi'an, were founded by the first generation Qin Min Wang Zhu Xi.

It was the one who was scolded by Zhu Yuanzhang after his death: "Although you are dead, the remaining guilt is obvious",

"Guaner's actions are unprecedented in ancient times, and the crime cannot be punished according to public law" and so on.

Of course, the most famous one is the Zhengfei of King Qin, who is Wang Baobao's younger sister, the legendary "Zhao Min".

Since the first year of Chongzhen, Shaanxi has not issued a patriarchal salary at all. His Royal Highness King Qin has no worries about food and clothing, and they, the lower class, are sadly reminded.

"Come on, let's pay for it—" Zhu Yixi raised his head, mustered up his momentum, and said this sentence.

"Go to the bill—" the lieutenants cheered up and shouted irregularly.

The imperial court owed him 16 years of ancestral salary. Zhu Yixi felt that if he didn't come back again, he would have to take advantage of Li Zicheng. If he died, he must be a full ghost!
It doesn't matter if Daming is dead, the money and food must be returned.

Under the leadership of Zhu Yixi, more than a dozen Fengguo lieutenants headed towards the northwest in a mighty manner.

In the city of Xi'an, there are two traffic arteries that intersect each other, forming four avenues in the east, west, south and north, leading to four city gates in the east, west, south and north.

To the east of Beidajie is the magnificent Qinwang Mansion, which is huge in scale and occupies almost one-eighth of Xi'an.

To the west, there are government offices, provincial offices, and governor's offices.

The bustling North Street in the past, now there are only a few people, their faces are haggard, almost all the shops on the street are half-covered, and the most crowded one is the grain shop.

Gollum-

"Go—" There was a sound next to his ears, and Zhu Yixi hurriedly told everyone to run.

"Where are we going?"

"Governors!"

Zhu Yixi said firmly.

"Zong, suzerain, that's Governor Sun, and there are thousands of people under his command!"

Thirteen said tremblingly.

"It is because of Sun Chuanting that I dare to ask for debts!"

Zhu Yixi smiled with confidence.

(End of this chapter)