Chapter 1 The Tragedy of Sadness
In 1646 AD, the third year of Shunzhi in the Qing Dynasty.
December 16th, early morning.
Emperor Yongli of Zhaoqing, Guangdong Province was on his way.
It is said that it is in fact the former Zhaoqing Prefecture Prefecture Office. It has three steps in front and back. The first step is used by Emperor Yongli to handle government affairs and discuss matters with ministers, and is called the Qinzheng Hall; the second step is the residence of the emperor and concubines, and is called Kunning Palace; the third step is the residence of Empress Dowager Ma, and is called Cinning Palace.
On the east side of Qinzheng Hall, there is another small garden with lush trees and flowers blooming. It is a place for the emperor to rest, walk and feel tired when he is diligent.
At this time, the sun had already risen, and it was very quiet outside the Kunning Palace. A small eunuch and two palace maids stood outside the palace gate, and did not dare to make any sound.
"Emperor, you have an emergency military situation! Lord Lin was caught in the enemy's anti-traitor plan in the South China Sea and his entire army was wiped out!" At this moment, a middle-aged eunuch in purple hurried out from outside the palace, arrived outside the palace, and shouted loudly at the closed palace gate.
Before the emperor got up, a eunuch shouted, no matter how urgent the matter was, he should not be so rude. If he was shocked by the emperor, it would be a serious crime.
The big shop bullies customers and the big slave bullies the master. This situation only shows that the Yongli Emperor is too weak.
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Inside the hall, Emperor Yongli Zhu Youlang was awakened by the screams outside the hall. He half-opened his sleepy eyes and cursed in a low voice: "Bastard, what time is it just a fucking time, what's the ghost's name?"
He cursed, turned over and fell asleep again. In less than three seconds, he suddenly turned around, his eyes widened, stared at a beautiful woman beside him, and asked in surprise: "Who are you? Why are you climbing onto my bed?"
The woman was wearing a moon-white dress, with round arms and pink big white legs, and her long black hair was casually scattered on her shoulders. She looked very beautiful and her eyes were a little surprised.
"Your Majesty, are you sleeping in a nightmare? I am Wang Chang. Your Majesty, what time does it mean?"
"Emperor, am I the emperor? I'm sure it's not the immortal dance that Wang Chen played?" Zhu Youlang shrank inward, as if he still didn't believe that all this was true.
"What an immortal is dancing? I'm really confused. Master, you're sleeping nightmare, just wash your face." Wang Chang was startled by Zhu Youlang's performance. Not only was he frightened, but his words were also confused.
He stretched out his hand and shook Zhu Youlang's hand, then turned to the outside world and shouted: "Serve the Emperor to change his clothes!"
"yes!"
Four palace maids came in from the outer room. One of them took out their clothes and hats to serve Zhu Youlang to change his clothes, and the other three were holding scarves and combs, one holding a bowl of bowl, and one holding willow branches and salt - this was the utensils used by ancient people to brush their teeth and rinse their mouths.
Zhu Youlang was fiddled with by Wang Chang and four women like a puppet. The expression on his face suddenly opened with a smile, his face turned bitter, and the corners of his mouth twitched, or Mu Daidai was stunned.
"The emperor, the three great scholars, Ding Shoufu, Qu, Lü, Li, and the head of the Ministry of War, Mr. Chen, are already waiting for the imperial palace." The middle-aged eunuch named Wang Kun, who is the eunuch in charge of the seal of the Sili Supervisor. At this time, seeing the emperor slowly rushing, he was not in a hurry at all, and urged him on the side.
"The eyes are red, and the fire in the heart is too strong. You can use 10 grams of white chrysanthemum, 10 grams of raw gypsum, 7 grams of Huangling, and 7 grams of Coptis chinensis to take it. It will be cured in three days." Zhu Youlang's mouth bent, looked at Wang Kun, and said slowly.
When Wang Kun and Queen Wang Chang heard this, they looked at each other and had a question in their hearts: "When will the emperor become a doctor?"
"Oh, Wang Baopin is worried about the country, and loyalty is commendable. However, the body is the capital of the revolution. Wang Baopin should take good care of his body first." Zhu Youlang saw the look of suspicion in Wang Kun's eyes, and realized that there was something wrong with his words, so he quickly encouraged him.
However, the more I talked about it, the more chaotic it became, and even the word "revolution" was spoken out.
"Your Majesty, I'm a poor servant. I don't know what revolution means. Please give me advice." Wang Kun felt that the emperor was a little weird and could not understand what he said. He quickly bowed and asked.
"Revolution is to change your destiny. Forget it, you don't understand if you say too much. Let's go, hurry up and go to Qinzheng Hall." Zhu Youlang stood up and left.
"Yes." Wang Kun followed behind.
"The Emperor is here!"
When he arrived outside Qinzheng Hall, Zhu Youlang frowned when he heard someone quarrel. Wang Kungong shouted in a duck's voice, and the quarrel stopped immediately.
Zhu Youlang stepped into the hall and walked towards the imperial throne in the middle.
"What a damn throne? Isn't this just a priest's chair?" Zhu Youlang looked at the throne carefully, but could not see the difference with the flexibly-fitted chair. He couldn't help but feel sad for himself, the emperor.
Zhu Youlang sat down, looked up at the five ministers in scorching clothes and official uniforms one by one, and asked in a tone: "What are you quarreling just now?"
The five ministers were stunned by his eyes: "Ah, why do you feel that the emperor is a little different from the past today? The enemy is in front of you, cowardly and scared, why are you missing?"
The chief assistant Ding Kuichu naturally felt the change in the emperor's temperament. His bright eyes actually made people feel a sense of pressure - this was incredible in the past.
Ding Kuichu was frightened by Zhu Youlang's eyes, and his body was bent again. He thought that he had made his first contribution and had military and money, even the emperor had to rely on him.
Thinking of this, Ding Kuichu became upright and met Zhu Youlang's gaze: "Emperor, Governor Lin Jiading mistakenly captured the treacherous plan of Su Guansheng of Shaowu Dynasty. He was killed by tens of thousands of pirates led by Lin Cha in Haikou. The entire army was 20,000, but only 30 people fled back!"
"Well, I already know this." Zhu Youlang's expression remained unchanged. When he heard this news, it seemed that it had nothing to do with his family.
In fact, not to mention 20,000 deaths, even 200,000 people have nothing to do with Zhu Youlang now. For him, the past has nothing to do with him, but from now on, everything in the Yongli Dynasty has been related to him.
Yes, Zhu Youlang has been occupied by a time-traveling soul. The time-traveling man is Fang Zhizhong, a top student at the National University of Traditional Chinese Medicine in the 21st century later. Before traveling, he interned at the Beijing Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital with his classmate and friend Wang Chen.
The moment he realized that he had traveled through time, Fang Zhizhong was ecstatic: I actually traveled through time, and became an emperor, which shows that the dream of the seventy-two concubines in the three palaces and six courtyards can be realized? He was a single dog in his previous life, but when he saw that the queen was actually his favorite slightly fat type, he felt that he had picked up the treasure!
"Grandma, God is still treating me well. I didn't let me travel through time and become a poor family, a down-and-out soldier, looking for a job, and marrying a wife, you don't have to worry about things like this, you just need to be arrogant and blessed."
Chapter completed!