Chapter 477 Hu Shanxiang Extra 2
"Here are the drinks and snacks in the set meal. If you need anything during the meal, just ring this bell."
The fluorescent man closed the box and flipped it over casually. When he opened it, eight glass bottles of wine, a bucket of hot popcorn, some cakes, and a fruit plate appeared on it. It looked pretty good.
The four of them nodded casually and let him place it on the glass table in front of them.
Just three seconds after he left, the white cloth in front of him, which originally looked nothing special, suddenly emitted a soft light.
The four of them quickly put on their glasses and looked at it expectantly.
The Ming Dynasty, the most unique dynasty in Chinese history, lasted 278 years. It expelled the Tartars and established the Yuan Dynasty, reaffirming the Han people's resolve...
"Only over two hundred years?"
Zhu Zhanji had not expected this at all. After all, all of them together had existed for almost a hundred years, and the Ming Dynasty had only existed for more than two hundred years. This was much less than he expected.
"Shut up and keep watching."
At this moment, the originally prosperous and rich scene on the light screen suddenly went dark, and the rhythm of the magnificent music also changed. The dull drum beats hammered on the four people's hearts. Zhu Pangpang couldn't help but grab a handful of popcorn and stuffed it in his mouth. The sweet aroma soothed his uneasy premonition very well.
[Ming Dynasty, how mighty and majestic is our Ming Dynasty!]
This is the unanimous cry of the Ming army and people;
[Ming Dynasty...Alas...My Ming Dynasty!]
This is the unanimous roar of the Ming Dynasty’s soldiers and civilians!
The four men's scalps exploded instantly, their hearts were tightly gripped by the loud shouts, they had clearly become ghosts, but their empty hearts seemed to be flowing with hot blood again.
[On Coal Hill, we died for our country. Ten Days in Yangzhou, the Three Massacres in Jiading…]
At this moment, the perspective suddenly changed from looking down from a high position to looking up, and finally fixed on an ordinary child. They only felt that the world was upside down, as if they were also stabbed by the enemy and thrown into the Qinhuai River. The gurgling blood flowed into the once clear river water, but could no longer dye it red.
At this moment, they finally heard the heart-wrenching wails:
"The Jurchens have entered the Pass..."
"Save me, save me, I don't want to die, I don't want to die!"
"Kill, even if it means death, killing one will cover my losses, killing two will make me a profit. On the road to the underworld, I won't be alone..."
"The river water has turned red."
"Dad! Mom!"
"Farewell to the late Emperor of the Ming Dynasty!"
"The Ming Dynasty—is gone—"
The Ming Dynasty expelled the Tartars, but was also destroyed by them. The Central Plains finally came under the rule of another ethnic group once again.
“Hu…Hu…”
The sea of blood and corpses before their eyes gradually receded, but the four of them were still immersed in the emotions just now and could not forget them for a long time.
"What the hell is going on? Didn't the Fourth Brother already wipe out those barbarians in Mobei? What are these unfilial descendants doing? Our great foundation can be destroyed, so how can it be destroyed by barbarians again!"
Zhu Yuanzhang's roar echoed in the room, but no one answered. They also had the same question.
What exactly happened? Who is responsible for this?
Several people racked their brains to recall the policies they had implemented during their tenure, but after repeated recollections, they still felt that the problem did not lie with them.
"I'm afraid the younger generation is just not up to par..."
Zhu Zhanji quickly stood up, his face filled with shame. "Qi Yu was raised by my grandfather, father, and me. This child is even more talented than me. I'm afraid something will go wrong with his descendants..."
"Alright, whose fault it is is theirs. Your emperor did a good job. As for your son, we'll have to wait until he comes down. If it's not his fault, we naturally won't bother with him."
Zhu Yuanzhang interrupted his great-grandson, his mood slowly calming down. He was quite fond of this great-grandson, and since the fourth son was still young during the Jingnan Rebellion, he was not a hindrance. Therefore, he was unusually kind and beckoned him to sit back next to him.
[At that age, looking back at the Ming Dynasty, was everything destined, or just an absurd joke? ]
The originally rapid music on the screen became gentle again, accompanied by an exceptionally solemn and dignified female voice. The smoke in the picture gradually dissipated, and a clear sky gradually appeared.
As the female voice became more and more rhythmic, the scene before my eyes became more and more familiar.
"This is? Us?"
In the majestic palace city of Nanjing Yingtian Prefecture, Zhu Yuanzhang, who was about forty years old and full of vigor and vitality, was sitting in the hall. Beside him stood the crown prince whom he loved and relied on the most - Zhu Biao.
【The mountains and rivers cover the land of China, and the sun and moon once again open the great heaven.】
There's no need for long, boastful words to introduce him. Zhu Yuanzhang, born in poverty, founded the Ming Dynasty. His achievements are recorded in history books and will be remembered forever!
Next, it was Zhu Di, who was also in his forties. He stood on his horse with his sword drawn. Behind him was the only visible figure in the vast Mobei grassland. The dark army of the Ming Dynasty was like a sharp blade soaked in blood. Along with Zhu Di, it pierced into the enemy's abdomen and dealt them a fatal blow.
[The extent of its territory far surpasses that of the Han and Tang dynasties! Its achievements are magnificent and outstanding!]
Then there are scenes of Zhu Gaochi and Zhu Zhanji when they were in power respectively.
During his one year in office, his skill in employing people and administering government is beyond description. If Heaven had given him more years to rest and recuperate, his achievements in moral education would have been comparable to those of Emperors Wen and Jing.
"The descendants of the descendants will prosper forever." He was gifted with wisdom and talent, and his writing was beautiful, yet he was not proud of his abilities and sometimes showed condescension. The governance of the country is based on rules of leniency and strictness, and rules of simplicity and complexity. This was truly the beginning of the emperor.
The four people's comments were all full of praise, and they felt a little relieved at this time. It seemed that the problem was indeed behind.
Now the original uneasiness instantly turned into anger, but...
"Is there something wrong with the screen? Gao Chi has been on the throne for more than a year?" Zhu Di asked this question, and several people agreed with him.
"Yeah, this... could this divine artifact from the underworld make mistakes?"
"How about we ring this bell and ask?"
[…Perhaps, the demise of the Ming Dynasty was already doomed at this moment.]
The four people were instantly attracted by this sentence.
Zhu Zhanji, Sun Ruowei and Hu Shanxiang appeared on the screen. However, Hu Shanxiang looked haggard, while Sun Ruowei was wearing... the clothes of a palace concubine?
"…Dethrone Hu Lisun."
"The queen was deposed for no reason..."
Zhu Zhanji no longer cared to listen to the rest of the conversation. He suddenly stood up from his seat and said, "Ridiculous! How could I possibly destroy Shanxiang for Sun Ruowei? This thing must be a monster, a bewitching monster!"
"... I say, this is something from the underworld. Besides... it's tempting us dead ghosts, uh... what does it want?"
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