With a sound of "Wow", one cry after another came from the inner hall.
Xia Hua followed the sound and found that there was a six-year-old girl hidden under the bed in a side room used for the ladies on night duty to rest.
I thought that this little girl must be Princess Zhaoren, the younger sister of Naonao.
When Zhu Youjian's sword slashed at Princess Zhaoren, Zhu Ayao hugged his legs tightly and shouted for Princess Zhaoren to run.
The little girl fled into the back hall in terror and got under the bed.
Zhu Youjian, whose face was filled with tears, did not chase after him anymore, but said to Princess Zhu Yu'a of Changping: "Why did you want to be born in my family?
I hope you will not be reborn in the emperor's family in the next life."
After saying that, he covered his face with his sleeves and robe.
He swung his sword and struck at Zhu Ainao.
Xia Hua had just comforted Princess Zhaoren when a woman's violent breathing came from over there.
A Guards soldier came forward and reported: "Your Majesty, only one person was saved, and the other one was helpless."
Xia Hua Looking at the woman, he saw only the phoenix crown and grosgrain.
He already guessed something and asked: "You are the Empress Zhou?"
Only then did Queen Zhou notice the people around her.
Looking at their attire, she naturally thought they were traitors.
Struggling to stand up, he shouted loudly: "No, don't touch me."
After saying that, he banged his head against the pillar in front of the palace.
He was grabbed by the Guards soldiers on both sides.
Xia Hua also quickly explained: "We are not a bandit army.
I am Xia Hua, the commander of the Jinyi Guards' personal army.
May I ask if you are the Queen of Zhou?"
Queen Zhou finally calmed down, tears of grievance burst out of her eyes, and she cried and said: "Why did you come here?"
Suddenly she remembered something again and shouted loudly: "Your Majesty.
Why isn't your Majesty where he went?"
Your Majesty, where are you?"
Her shout reminded Xia Hua that her work was not completed yet and she must find Zhu Youjian.
Xia Hua quickly ordered the Guards soldiers to escort the three survivors to the chariot in front of Donghua Gate.
He hurried out with more than ten soldiers.
Of course he knew where Zhu Youjian should be now.
All future generations who have some common sense about Chinese history will know that place, Jingshan.
On Jingshan Mountain, Zhu Youjian looked at the beacon smoke burning everywhere in the capital and smiled sadly.
He said to Wang Chengen beside him: "Chengen, in the end, I have only you as my loyal minister."
Wang Chengen replied indifferently to Zhu Youjian: "Your Majesty, I am not a loyal minister, I am just a slave."
Zhu Youjian smiled bitterly again and said: "A king is not a king, a minister is not a minister, and a slave is not a slave.
If there is an afterlife, I will be grateful and bring you a pen and ink."
Zhu Youjian used Wang Chengen's personal pen and ink to write a few lines of large characters on his robe, threw away the pen and ink, and said: "Chengen, send me on my way."
Wang Chengen tied two loopers with the two belts he had prepared, and then moved a big stone.
He said to Zhu Youjian: "Your Majesty, please go on your way.
The old slave will come soon."
After that, he fell under the noose.
Zhu Youjian took off his shoes and hats, spread his hair to cover his face, stepped on Wang Chengen's body, and put the noose around his neck.
As soon as Wang Chengen gave way, Zhu Youjian jumped into the air and kicked randomly in the air.
Wang Chengen sighed, and climbed up to the big stone, put his head in the rope and kicked the stone away.
Several figures came over like lightning.
Xia Hua drew out the bayonet from his waist and cut off the noose around Zhu Youjian's neck.
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Wang Chengen over there was also rescued.
Zhu Youjian, who rolled his eyes and coughed violently, finally regained his breath.
When he saw Xia Hua and the surrounding soldiers, he became frightened, thinking that he had fallen into the hands of thieves.
"You guys" Xia Hua still harbored hatred towards him for killing Zhu Yurao, and said coldly: "We are not an army of thieves, but we are here to save you."
"Then you are the army of King Qin of the Ming Dynasty.
How many people are here?
Who are the leading generals?
What is the situation of the battle now?"
Zhu Youjian said with surprise, as if he had survived a desperate situation.
"We are not the Ming army, just a few hundred people.
We are not here to fight the rebels, we are here purely to save you."
"So you are the local volunteers?"
Wang Chengen, who had regained his composure next to him, also asked.
"So be it."
"You people of the Ming Dynasty, I am grateful for your loyalty.
But if the Ming Dynasty wants to be destroyed, there is no way to save it.
How can you, the volunteers organized by hundreds of civilians, defeat the hundreds of thousands of thieves?
If you escort me out, you will lose your own life.
I can't bear that you will die in vain, so you should leave early and don't let me die in Sheji."
Compared with the mood of surviving a desperate situation just now, Zhu Youjian is now greatly disappointed.
But although he was disappointed, he still felt a lot of relief from this incident.
Although he is very likely to become a king who has subjugated his country after his death, at least there are so many people who have risked their lives for him, which shows that he cannot compare with those ignorant kings who have subjugated their country.
With a "pop" sound, Emperor Chongzhen suddenly felt his face burning, and he immediately realized something.
Since he ascended the throne seventeen years ago, he has never suffered such grievances and humiliations.
This slap seemed to bring him back to the Tianqi Dynasty where Wei Zhongxian controlled the government.
"You are bold and unruly, you dare to insult the Holy One.
This is a major crime against the nine tribes."
Wang Cheng'en shouted loudly at the side.
Xia Hua couldn't help but slap him.
Firstly, he was already resentful of Zhu Youjian for injuring Zhu Yuyao.
Secondly, he was really anxious now.
Li Zicheng should have led his troops into the palace by now.
If he was nagging Zhu Youjian here, he would waste time.
"Zhu Youjian, let me tell you.
Once you die like this, you will really be the king of the country.
The Ming Dynasty will not die, but it will die because of your self-destruction.
Second, if you follow me, I will protect you.
If the Ming Dynasty is not destroyed, it can still kill the invaders, but there are three conditions.”
Zhu Youjian and Wang Chengen were surprised when they heard Xia Hua's words.
If it were normal, they would have regarded each other as a crazy person.
But at this time, when Zhu Youjian heard these words, he was like a drowning man encountering a straw.
"How can a bold and rude country man call the Holy One by his name?
This is called a crime of disrespect.
Do you know?"
When Wang Chengen spoke, he was carried by two Guards soldiers to the foot of Jingshan Mountain.
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"Don't Let’s fight, we can leave on our own.”
When Zhu Youjian saw Queen Zhou, his concubine and the six-year-old Princess Zhaoren at Donghua Gate, he was overjoyed.
He rubbed his hands and said, "It's better now, it's better now.
Our whole family has survived a desperate situation."
The queen said nothing and entered the chariot compartment first.
Along the way, Zhu Youjian had discovered the sophisticated "shotguns" carried by the guards, and now he saw the iron-clad horse-drawn chariots riveted with copper nails and the strong horses.
Only then did I believe that what I caught was not a straw, but a big log.
"Who is that?
That righteous man, as long as you can protect our Ming Dynasty from being destroyed, our territory will not be lost, our Zhu family royal family will continue to exist, and you can defeat the bandits and destroy them.
Not to mention three conditions, I can agree to any conditions you have."
Before Zhu Youjian finished speaking, he was helped into the chariot by soldiers.
As the drivers shouted, the chariots lined up and sped towards Qihua Gate
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