All civil officials and military officials can be killed!

Unfortunately, this principle was too late. If they hadn't ruined the country, how could the Ming Dynasty have been like this? How could it be like this?

Thinking that he had deceived and even lost his ancestors' country by them, Chongzhen sighed again.

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

Wang Chengen said.

"Emperor, the bandits have entered the great inner world, the emperor cannot delay any more!"

Chongzhen sneered:

"Yes, I can't delay it anymore. If I delay it any more, I will be ashamed of my ancestors! I want to hang myself to sacrifice my country for death! What's hateful is that I am not the king of the country who has lost my country, but I will die with my eyes open!"

Thinking about it, he continued.

"I want to die for the country. But I want to ask the heavens why I destroyed my country. What kind of natural law is this? Oh! What kind of natural law is this!"

What kind of natural law is this!

I respect the Heavenly Law Ancestor, but in the end I ended up in this field. Is this the end of the Heavenly Law Ancestor?

Wang Chengen persuaded:

"Your Majesty! The bandits have entered the imperial city and the big thing has passed. At this time, Hu Tian will not respond. Hu Tian will not work. It is better to die early to avoid being defeated by the traitor and be ashamed to lose our ancestors."

Chongzhen, who was mixed with grief and anger, calmed down again and sneered:

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

"I'm worried about it..."

"Don't worry! I came here to sacrifice my country calmly, but I have to tell some of my words to the heaven!"

"Your Majesty, things have come to this point, it's all God's will. Please don't be too sad!"

Chongzhen suddenly beat his chest and stamped his feet and cried to the sky:

"God is above. Am I stupid or licentious, or do I ignore the government? Am I weak, incompetent, ignorant, or am young and ignorant, and let the treacherous ministers chaotic politics? Isn't that day since I ascended the throne? Isn't that pious and respectful to heaven? Adhering to the ancestral teachings? Work hard to govern and diligent in political affairs?... God! Oh my God! How unfair, how ruthless you are? He actually treats me like this..."

Just at this moment, a somewhat dull spring thunder sounded in the air? When the wind and rain were still blowing, it was blowing the treetops and making whistling sounds? The wind was there, which was clearly a crying sound? It seemed that there was a spirit in the world? I was crying for his destruction of the country! I cried for his death for the country!

Yes, the sky has eyes, but civil officials are greedy for money and military generals are afraid of death? How can this country not perish?

How can we not perish?

"The thief has entered the inner palace? The emperor can't be delayed anymore!"

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

"The Emperor, since he has decided to hang himself for his country, can he hang himself in this pavilion?"

Chongzhen did not answer. At this moment, he looked south from the highest point where he stood, looking at Fengxian Hall in the distance and the Taimiao outside the city. His eyes were fixed there. If he lost the country left by his ancestors, how could he hang his ancestors' temples?

It's better to change the place!

Although the pain of the destruction of the country was so painful that it was hard to survive, Chongzhen's mind was not confused. He suddenly thought it out and even felt like he was liberated from the sea of ​​suffering. He thought that he had worked hard for national affairs all day for seventeen years, and only now he got rest? He no longer had to worry about going to the underworld.

He recalled the throne he inherited from the age of seventeen, which was already a mess of state collapse. He struggled over the years, but only extended the Ming Dynasty for seventeen years, but did not see the Zhongxing in his dream. Thinking of the dream of becoming the "Zhongxing Lord" of the Ming Dynasty for more than ten years, but now he lost the country of his ancestors, he sighed and said:

"Seventeen years... I never thought that everything would be empty in the end!"

It seemed that Chongzhen, who had woken up from his dream, never made any useless accusations, no longer cried or sighed, and had nothing left.

He took Wang Chengen away from the main peak of Coal Mountain and went east. After passing two pavilions and walking about three feet away, the path down the mountain was broken. This was a disrepaired mountain path. He came to the bottom of a locust tree. There was no Fengxian Hall or Taimiao here.

"Just here!"

Chongzhen said something, and then asked Wang Chengen to tie the cloth belt to the branches of the locust tree, and he ordered:

"Just tie it to the southward branch!"

The horizontal branches facing south are thicker, only more than one person tall, so it is more convenient to hang yourself there, and there is no other meaning. But he and Wang Chengen thought of Nanjing at the same time, and the Xiaoling Mausoleum of Emperor Gao was in Nanjing. But no one spoke, what kind of face could he face his ancestors?

Farewell to face my ancestors!

With a miserable smile, Chongzhen sighed.

"Today's destruction is really God's will, and it's not my fault. I have been doing a bleak life for seventeen years and always want to revive it. But my energy has been exhausted, everything goes against my wishes, and I can't save it. The wish for revive for seventeen years is just a dream in Nan Ke!"

Wang Chengen, who was very sad in his heart, did not make a sound. He just found a few stones from the weeds to cushion the emperor, tied the cloth belt to the locust tree branch facing south, and then untied his waist belt, tied another hanging rope cover to another tree next to him.

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

"What are the emperor's instructions?"

Chongzhen shook his head and said with a slutty smile:

"It's okay. The queen is waiting, it's time to leave."

There was no fear of death Chongyang, and there was no unnecessary words to be poured out. Moreover, he knew that the "bandits" had occupied the imperial city, so they would come to Someishan soon and must not delay it anymore. If it fell into their hands, he would really be sorry for his ancestors.

Chongzhen, who was calm, walked to the locust tree, held the tree's body, and climbed the pile of bricks on the foot. He pulled a tie and felt very strong. He was about to hang himself, but Wang Chengen cried and said:

"Emperor, let me take care of my hair for you!"

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

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

"Since I ascended the throne for seventeen years, although I am poor and have been angry with the emperor, all the ministers have mistaken me and have led to the rebels heading towards the capital. I die without a face to see my ancestors underground, and I will be crowned to cover my face. Let the thieves split my corpse and do not hurt the people."

After writing this last writing, Chongzhen looked at the capital again and thought in his heart, hoping that the bandits would not hurt me, not hurt me, and not hurt me...

Then he inserted his head into the cloth belt, and then he grabbed the cloth ring with both hands. As long as his feet stomped down the brick pile, his body would fall down, and everything else would only be left to time.

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

"Your Majesty, please wait for a moment and let me go with you!"

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

The birds do not sing, and the branches do not move.

Coal Mountain is as quiet as usual...
Chapter completed!