Zhu Youjian stood in a very dilapidated small temple in the south of the capital, with his hands tied.
Today is actually an important day. Today Li Zhi will announce the final deal with Zhu Youjian and the Ming Dynasty. Of course, at the same time, Li Zhi will also announce the establishment of a new regime to rule the Ming Dynasty. Zhu Youjian does not know that Li Zhi
What kind of dynasty will be established in the end? Li Zhi always does some incredible things.
Li Zhi is a star that descended to earth. Zhu Youjian used to think that this was a rumor that confused people. But after experiencing the decisive battle in Tianjin, Zhu Youjian also believed in this matter.
If Li Zhi had not descended from the stars, how could he have destroyed the Ming Dynasty so overwhelmingly and turned Zhu Youjian into a subjugated king?
Zhu Youjian had already accepted the demise of the Ming Dynasty. At this critical time, he had no mood swings. He felt that his whole world had turned gray, like the ruins of a prosperous palace.
, no force can restore it to its original state.
Zhong Feng was responsible for Zhu Youjian's guarding work. Zhong Feng attached great importance to this matter and increased his manpower. Specifically, the people guarding Zhu Youjian were three companies of Huben Army soldiers, and there were a lot of them - after all, Zhu Youjian was
The emperor of the Ming Dynasty has a bearing on the hearts and minds of the people in the world and cannot make any mistakes.
Moreover, it was not only Zhu Youjian who was imprisoned with Zhu Youjian, but also twenty-seven members of the royal family, including Zhu Youjian's wife and children.
The small temple was originally an earth temple. It was not very spacious. It probably only had an endless room. At this time, there were more than 20 people crowded in, which seemed very crowded. Zhu Youjian's family members had very depressed faces and sat listlessly in the room.
inside.
Some timid girls and concubines were crying secretly in the corner, as if they were afraid of being beheaded.
They are obviously not optimistic about the future situation.
The relationship between the Ming Dynasty royal family and Li Zhi is now very bad. Zhu Youjian branded Li Zhi as a traitor, and Li Zhi led the Huben army into the capital. If Zhu Youjian is willing to surrender to Li Zhi, then things may turn around.
.However, the actual situation is that Zhu Youjian was unwilling to make any concessions to Li Zhi from beginning to end. No matter how he looked at it, Li Zhi would not let go of the Ming Dynasty's royal family.
Zhu Youjian's children all felt that this time was a disaster, and they fell listlessly in the temple, unable to cheer up.
Zhu Youjian was also not optimistic about the situation. Although his suicide in Meishan was stopped by Han Jinxin, in Zhu Youjian's view, it was Li Zhi who wanted to kill him in an upright manner. If he allowed himself to commit suicide, then Zhu Youjian would
Being in charge of the inspection means martyrdom for the country, and his reputation is very good. If you have a good reputation, it will weaken Li Zhi's reputation.
Therefore, Zhu Youjian felt that the reason why Li Zhi prevented him from committing suicide was just to prepare for his execution in a public trial. He labeled Li Zhi as a traitor, and if he succeeded, he would kill Li Zhi. Zhu Youjian did not believe that Li Zhi would not do what he did.
Counterattack, now that Li Zhi has won, maybe his wife and children will not be spared.
Zhu Youjian looked through the dilapidated temple wall and the three Tiger Army soldiers standing on the temple wall in the direction of the Forbidden City in the distance, and sighed.
In fact, there are still some "righteous men" who are loyal to the Ming Dynasty trying to rescue Zhu Youjian these days. The Ming Dynasty ruled China for more than two hundred years, and it is impossible that there are no loyal people at all. Even if Li Zhi can give ordinary people a good life,
But those who lived a prosperous life in the Ming Dynasty are destined to be miserable in the new dynasty.
In the past few days, many people have gathered outside the temple wall, trying to support Zhu Youjian inside the temple. At the beginning, their purpose was to create pressure on the Huben Army guarding the royal members, or to create pressure on Li Zhi, so that
Li Zhi knew that there were still many people in the world who were loyal to the Ming Dynasty, and hoped that this would prevent Li Zhi from beheading Zhu Youjian.
However, their efforts were ruthlessly dispersed by the Huben Army. The original strength of only one company was increased to three companies, and the experienced deputy battalion commander Zhang Yu was assigned to manage these three companies. The soldiers of the three companies fired directly into the sky.
Guns were used to scare off the old and young who tried to make noise near the Tutu Temple.
Since yesterday, the area around Tutu Temple has been quiet.
Zhu Youjian moved his hands tied in the rope and found that his hands were numb. He looked at the deputy battalion commander Zhang Yu standing in the middle of the ruined temple and found that Zhang Yu was also looking at him. But this Tiger Ben
The junior military officers had no feelings for the Emperor of Heaven at all. They knew that Zhu Youjian would be injured if his hands were tied like this, but they were not prepared to come up and untie Zhu Youjian.
Zhu Youjian sighed and looked at the temple wall numbly, not knowing what he was thinking.
Zhang Yu snorted coldly.
Suddenly, there was a shouting outside the temple.
Zhang Yu was stunned and looked to the west.
The shouting was not like an ordinary sound, but like a group of people moving together. The shouting was urgent and obviously had a clear goal. Listening to the sound, there were at least hundreds or thousands of people. If Zhang Yu heard it correctly,
This group of people rushed straight from the street outside the Tutu Temple and went straight to the Tutu Temple where Zhu Youjian was.
Who is this person? Dare to rush around and shout like this on the roads of the capital after the Huben army took control of the capital?
Zhang Yu frowned, glanced at Zhu Youjian coldly, and snorted coldly.
"When I woke up this morning, I felt that my hands were bleeding rapidly. I guess I am going to kill someone today."
Hearing Zhang Yu's words, Zhu Youjian's face shuddered. A few days ago, he was the master of this empire, controlling the life and death of hundreds of thousands of people at any time. However, today, the little deputy battalion commander of the Tiger Army can...
He is domineering in front of others and does not take himself as the emperor seriously at all.
However, Zhu Youjian actually didn't expect much from those shouts. Zhu Youjian was already in an extremely desperate state at this time. He did not believe that anyone could defeat Li Zhi and rescue him by force.
Zhang Yu stood in the yard for a while, and then he saw a soldier who was observing at the sentry post on the roof ran off his post and ran into the courtyard of the ruined temple. The soldier saluted Zhang Yu with a standard Tiger and Ben Army military salute and said loudly: "Report Deputy
Battalion Commander, there is a large group of people in front of us charging this way with sticks and swords."
Zhang Yu sneered and asked: "How many people? What equipment?"
The soldier replied loudly: "About eight or nine hundred people, without armor, holding sticks and ordinary swords in their hands, with no offensive power. However, they ran very resolutely and seemed to be very determined."
Zhang Yu laughed out loud and said, "Okay, there is someone who will rob the prison."
Zhang Yu looked at Zhu Youjian and said with a smile: "The emperor of Ming Dynasty is an emperor after all, and he has some supporters after all."
However, Zhang Yu's smile flashed away. He waved his hand and said coldly: "Set up a machine gun!"
Several company commanders shouted the order and went down to deliver it. After a while, the four Gatling guns hidden in the gatehouse were brought out and placed behind the entrance of the ruined temple, aiming at the street in front.
The crowd rushing from a distance was getting closer and closer, and their shouts were getting louder and louder, frightening the pedestrians and ordinary people near the ruined temple. Such noisy shouts like the sound of running water were obviously a large group of people, and they came with bad intentions.
Everyone around knew that the Emperor of Ming Dynasty was imprisoned in the Tutu Temple, so they subconsciously fled the street.
Especially after they saw the Tiger Army setting up Gatling guns at the gate of the ruined temple, they were even more frightened and did not dare to stay for long, so they all left this place of right and wrong.
Even some lonely scholars outside the temple wall who wanted to support Zhu Youjian gave up the idea of wandering near the ruined temple and hurried to the south and north one by one.
Soon, the street in front of the ruined temple became empty, with nothing except the closed courtyard doors and shop doors.
Zhu Youjian looked at the four Gatling guns, his face turned white.
Although the fighting situation in Wuqing, Baodi and other places had not yet reached Zhu Youjian's ears. Because Wang Chengen rushed to the Forbidden City just after the battle, the capital fell into chaos. Zhu Youjian had no idea that Gatling machine guns were in Tianjin.
I have never understood the huge role played in the decisive battle by this kind of weapon that transcends the times. But Zhu Youjian has military common sense after all. These densely packed gun barrels are integrated into a bunch, and as soon as the extremely complex and exquisite firearms are laid out, Zhu Youjian
You will understand that this is definitely a big killer.
Looking at the confident look of Zhang Yu, deputy battalion commander of the Huben Army, Zhu Youjian was even more afraid of the power of this weapon.
The large group of people in front were obviously here for him. If Zhang Yu used such a powerful weapon to deal with hundreds of people rushing towards him, what would be the result?
Zhu Youjian closed his eyes helplessly.
The shouts got closer and closer, and gradually, the group of people rushed to the street in front of the ruined temple. Zhang Yu finally saw the person clearly.
It was a group of young and old people composed of Confucian scholars.
There were old and young people coming, there were many old Confucians with white hair, and there were also many young and energetic Confucian scholars. These people all wore round collars, and most of them wore square scarves or Confucian scarves on their heads. Most of them were obviously rich.
Some people, even those from powerful families, are all dressed in brocade, and the material for a set of round collars costs more than ten taels of silver. There are also some people who appear to be scholars from poor families, and their round collars are made of cotton and even patched.
However, they have all read Confucian classics for more than ten years or even decades, and they have all bet their whole lives on the Ming Dynasty's national policy of governing the country with Confucianism. After Li Zhi entered the capital, they all lost all their futures and lost everything.
everything.
They were holding long knives and swords in their hands, and some of them were holding sticks. They all stared with eyes filled with indignation, and they had the momentum to risk their lives.
For the Ming Dynasty, the group of Confucian scholars, scholars and civil servants was actually a group of people that Zhu Youjian hated very much. These people were greedy and tyrannical based on their privileges, destroying the order of the empire everywhere. It was precisely because these people did not pay land taxes,
Moreover, Zhu Youjian's Ming Empire was so fragile in front of the Tatars and bandits and had to rely on Li Zhi in the end.
Finally led to the rise of Li Zhi.
However, for the Ming Empire, especially for the Ming Empire that perished because of Li Zhi, these people were also the most loyal people. Because once Li Zhi came to power, all the Confucian classics and sage Wei Yan that these people had studied for a lifetime were gone.
If used, these people will lose all their financial resources and their family's ability to make ends meet.
So at this moment, those who came to rescue Zhu Youjian were not the defeated soldiers of the new army that Zhu Youjian relied on, nor the common people that Zhu Youjian tried to take care of through several reforms, but these Confucian scholars and gentry who were about to lose everything.
There are many dignitaries in the capital, including not only 200,000 but also 100,000 Confucian scholars and gentry. Most of these 100,000 people chose silence in the face of Li Zhi's powerful force, and would rather have everything taken away by Li Zhi than resist. But no matter which group
There are people who are not afraid of death, but there are more or less problems. In the end, nearly a thousand people stood up and rushed to the Tutu Temple to fight Li Zhi's Tiger Army.
The eight or nine hundred people rushed to the 200 meters in front of the Tu Tu Temple, only to find that the Tu Tu Temple was on high alert. The soldiers of the Tiger Army had already set up their rifles and pointed them at the wall of the small Tu Tu Temple.
Holding at least a hundred rifles.
Even more terrifying, at the entrance of the Earth Temple were four weapons they had never seen before, which seemed very powerful.
The scholars and gentry looked at each other for a while and stopped.
These remnants of the empire did not seem to be well-organized. They stopped outside the Earth Temple for a long time before reluctantly choosing one person to speak. A man wearing a Confucian scarf held up a sword in his hand and walked towards the crowd under the gaze of everyone.
He took a step forward and shouted loudly to Zhang Yu who was standing at the door of the temple:
"Traitor! Let the emperor go!"
This shouting and cursing of the people immediately aroused a resonance, and hundreds of people roared in unison: "Tianjin rebels! Do you want to kill the king?"
"Traitor, how dare you buy into the people's hearts and commit acts of rebellion?"
"Let the emperor go! Go back to Tianjin!"
Zhang Yu sneered and looked at Zhu Youjian behind him.
Zhu Youjian saw the murderous look in Zhang Yu's eyes, but there was only discouragement and disappointment on his face.
For Zhu Youjian, if Zhu Mingxia is lost, there will be nothing. Although these hundreds of Confucian scholars and gentry are loyal to the Ming Dynasty, they are really insignificant to the entire country. As an emperor, Zhu Youjian is used to being an emperor.
In general, the life and death of these people are not very heavy.
Now hundreds of guns are pointed at these Confucian scholars and gentry, and Zhu Youjian has no control over the final outcome. There is nothing he can do about it.
Zhu Youjian didn't say a word.
Zhang Yu waved his hand, and the ten soldiers on the left opened fire. The ten bullets went straight towards the Juren in the front, and in an instant they beat this Ming remnant into a sieve.
He was hit by at least six or seven bullets. He suddenly lost the ability to react and fell backward with a plop, completely dead.
When the Confucian scholars and gentry at the back saw this scene, their eyes were bloodshot.
Some people flinched, were afraid, and wanted to retreat. But more people were still not afraid of death, because these hundreds of people were actually the most bloody among the 100,000 gentry and dignitaries, and they really did not want their lives. Most people saw Juren
Even after death, the blood rushes to the head.
They howled, suddenly moved, and rushed towards the Gatling gun at the entrance of the ruined temple.
Zhu Youjian still looked at these old and young people numbly.
Zhang Yu waved his hand and the Gatling gun fired.
The four Gatling guns are specially designed killing machines and are not comparable to ordinary firearms. The four machine guns can fire 520 rounds of bullets per minute, and their killing efficiency is definitely the most powerful in this era.
Only a clicking sound was heard, and bullets swept towards the Confucian scholars and gentry on the opposite side like raindrops.
In an instant, countless blood holes bloomed on those silk and cotton round collars, and blood flew everywhere on the street.
The screams sounded everywhere like the noise in a pig slaughterhouse.
Gatling is the most powerful killing weapon in this era. Even the well-trained New Army soldiers cannot withstand it. Originally, these scholars and Confucian scholars would not be able to withstand it. However, the situation of these Confucian scholars is different from that of ordinary soldiers.
, soldiers who escaped could continue to go home and farm, and still have a livelihood. But for these scholars, Li Zhi's rule meant that they lost all their futures, and even became a group of people with a "black history" from now on, and would be looked at differently by the entire society.
They have no way to escape.
The few hundred most bloody among these Confucian scholars are less afraid of death than the thumping soldiers.
Under Zhang Yu's stern gaze, more than 800 Confucian scholars, armed with roaring machine guns, launched a desperate charge against the Tutu Temple. They howled and moved forward regardless of their safety.
However, the Gatling in front was really terrifying. More than ten bullets were fired every second on the narrow street. The Confucian scholars kept rushing forward, except for the corpses left on the ground.
Can't find any other meaning.
One after another, the Confucian scholars screamed and were shot by large-caliber Gatling bullets. They twitched amidst the blooming blood flowers and fell on the ancient streets made of bluestone slabs.
The royal members in the ruined temple looked at the Confucian scholars in shock one by one, unable to believe that these supposedly weak Confucian scholars would actually roll up their sleeves and work hard.
Zhu Youjian looked at the dead Confucian scholars one by one without expression. There was no expression on his face. The heart of the emperor of Ming Dynasty seemed to be dead, and he would not even cause any waves because of the desperate efforts of these Ming Dynasty survivors.
Perhaps the desperate efforts of these Confucian scholars can make Li Zhi feel the power of Confucianism, but this has no meaning for Zhu Youjian's Ming Dynasty. And based on Zhu Youjian's understanding of Li Zhi, the iron-blooded Li Zhi simply cannot
He would give up the pursuit of Confucianism because of this little incident. In Zhu Youjian's view, these Confucian scholars were doing meaningless things.
Soon, in just over a minute, three or four hundred people fell on the street. In the blink of an eye, only half of the more than eight hundred people who rushed over were left.
Those who rushed forward the fastest were killed in an instant. The Confucian scholars behind were not so brave. They finally got scared and stopped rushing forward. One by one, they bent down and even fell to the ground, trying to avoid the bullets.
Zhang Yu sneered and waved his hand to stop the machine gun fire.
Blood was already flowing on the ground, and the red liquid stained all the bluestone bricks. The Confucian scholar who was still alive looked at the machine gun on the opposite side in surprise, wondering why the killing machine over there suddenly stopped.
Zhang Yu looked coldly at the Confucian scholar who was still alive and was silent for ten seconds.
At this moment, Zhang Yu became the arbiter of the lives of all Confucian scholars on this "battlefield". As long as Zhang Yu was willing, he could kill all these Confucian scholars who did not know the heights of heaven and earth at any time.
This feeling of having their lives in someone else's hands suddenly wiped out all the bravery of the Confucian scholars. They looked at Zhang Yu in fear, fearing that Zhang Yu would order machine gun fire again.
Zhang Yu snorted coldly and suddenly waved his hand again.
“Da da da da da da!”
The machine guns started firing again.
The crowd in the front row of Confucian scholars fell to the ground like scarecrows. The ten seconds of silence suddenly defeated the anger of the Confucian scholars. When the gunfire rang out again, they suddenly lost the courage to charge. Suddenly
The more than 400 people who were still alive all gave up the charge and fled behind the alley one by one.
After all, they are still alive.
Some people fled to the back of the street, but their escape speed could not match the bullets, and they were quickly shot down one by one. There were also some Confucian scholars desperately looking for corners on the street where they could shelter themselves, hoping to use the stones of the buildings
Dodging bullets. Some people desperately broke open the courtyard door of a nearby house and rushed into the yard to avoid bullets.
The carnage in the streets soon came to an end.
About a hundred more scholars and gentry were killed, and when the streets were filled with corpses, the Gatling gun stopped firing.
Zhang Yu waved his hand, and two companies of Tiger Army soldiers went up to arrest the Confucian scholars and gentry who broke into the houses.
However, the people at the bottom of society hated the Confucian scholars and dignitaries who challenged Li Zhi more than the Huben army. Before the soldiers rushed into the houses to search, the people in each courtyard grabbed the kitchen knives and grabbed the embarrassed Confucian scholars and handed them over to the Huben army.
Soldier's hands.
Zhang Yu looked at the scene on the street, sneered, and said: "The mantis' arm is like a car."
Zhu Youjian's nose was hit by the smell of blood on the street, and he took a helpless breath.
Soon, the street returned to calm. Ordinary people on both sides of the street reopened their doors one by one and began to observe the bloody battlefield. Many people despised these reactionary gentry who tried to impact the new order of King Qi, and they were still angry.
The living Confucian scholars began to shout and curse. Some common people even rushed out and spat on the corpses of the gentry and Confucian scholars who were lying in a pool of blood.
Soldiers of the Huben Army began to move the corpses and clean up the battlefield.
After another quarter of an hour, some people from nearby streets began to walk towards this bloody street to watch the excitement. However, no ordinary people sympathized with these powerful people and the young and old of the gentry family, and everyone had a look of disdain on their faces.
.
Zhu Youjian looked at the expressions of the people and closed his eyes helplessly.
Obviously, the most unpopular thing about the Ming Dynasty was these gentry and their civil servants. These people represented the darkest side of the Chongzhen Dynasty and the Ming Dynasty. If Zhu Youjian, who was determined to reform, could still make the people nostalgic, these Confucian scholars and
The only thing the gentry could arouse was the hatred of ordinary people towards the Ming Dynasty.
Zhang Yu sneered, stopped observing the situation on the street, and walked to the side room to drink tea.
Prince Zhu Cixiang looked at the corpses on the street, walked up to Zhu Youjian and said: "Father, these gentry are hated by the people and are the most unpopular. It's better for you to avoid it at this time, lest the people think that your father sympathizes with these gentry.
It’s time to lose the support of the people.”
Zhu Youjian listened to Zhu Cixiang's words, but remained motionless.
At this time, in Zhu Youjian's heart, if the Ming Dynasty was over, then everything would be over. Under Li Zhi's methods, the people of Daqi were unstoppable. He did not believe that the Ming Dynasty could come back to life. At this time, what was the people's support and expectations?
He doesn't care anymore.
The Tutu Temple became quiet for a while. Except for the shouts and curses from the people outside the street, no sound could be heard.
Zhu Youjian stood motionless for half an hour, waiting for what was about to happen next.
Finally, when the sun rose to its highest point, an officer wearing the uniform of an officer from one town and nine provinces walked up to the Earth Temple.
The uniforms of officers in one town and nine provinces were designed by Li Zhi. They basically imitated the military uniforms of later generations in the era of hot weapons. They looked gorgeous and handsome. According to Li Zhi's color preference, the uniforms were mainly black and gold, without any drag.
The long sleeves and hem have a kind of beauty that transcends the times.
Zhang Yu saluted the officer, and the handover was quickly completed. The officer in uniform walked up to Zhu Youjian and Prince Zhu Cixiang, and asked his soldiers to help the two Zhu family members untie the ropes.
"Emperor Zhu Youjian of the Ming Dynasty, please come with me."
Zhu Youjian understood that the ceremony to pronounce the death of the Ming Dynasty was about to begin.
His body suddenly swayed and he almost fell to the ground. However, the two Tiger Army soldiers beside him did not give him a chance to lose consciousness. They grabbed Zhu Youjian's arms forcefully and helped him towards the direction of the Forbidden City.
When we walked out of the Tutu Temple, the road was already crowded with excited people.
The common people all know that today is a big day for the change of dynasty, and their faces are very excited.
When they looked at Zhu Youjian, who was about to be deposed, they all showed complicated expressions. On the one hand, Zhu Youjian did not do anything extremely sinful as the emperor. Although he had no achievements, it was not considered a fault. So for such a person
The people still have some nostalgia for the Emperor of Ming Dynasty.
But on the other hand, the abolition of the Ming Dynasty meant that Li Zhi would rule the entire world, which undoubtedly meant that good times were coming. So the people couldn't wait to see Zhu Youjian's throne be abolished, and Da Qi
The country could be founded earlier.
People crowded on both sides of the road and watched Zhu Youjian, escorted by Tiger Army soldiers, walk all the way to the Forbidden City.
Zhu Youjian walked, unable to bear the gaze of the people, so he simply closed his eyes and let the two soldiers lead him forward.
Prince Zhu Cixiang did not have the same great sadness as Zhu Youjian. He had not lost his mind at this time. He was still wearing the noble prince's uniform, and he did not have any intense emotions when facing the complicated expressions of the people. He looked ahead and followed.
The officer leading the way slowly walked forward.
After walking for a while, the officer in uniform found Zhu Cixiang interesting and said with a smile: "Give the last prince of the Ming Dynasty a horse."
The soldier next to him immediately took the order and quickly led a war horse from behind and handed it over to Zhu Cihong.
Zhu Cixiang was stunned for a moment and looked at the officer in surprise.
"How dare a sinner ride a horse?"
The officer smiled and said: "The prince has never been in power, what's the crime? Uncle Zheng specially told me to be polite to the prince. The prince should not refuse."
Zhu Cixiang held the horse in silence for a while.
He looked at the officer in front of him with some guilt and said, "I am willing to give up my horse to my father."
The officer said without any doubt: "The Ming Emperor Zhu Youjian has a serious crime and cannot ride a horse."
After a pause, the officer said coldly: "Prince, don't say any more, just mount your horse."
Zhu Cixiang was a prisoner of the Huben Army at this time, how could he dare to bargain with the officers of the Huben Army? Sensing the impatience in the officer's tone, Zhu Cixiang's heart trembled. He subconsciously obeyed the officer's order, turned over and sat on the horse.
The officer nodded with satisfaction and asked a soldier to go up and lead Zhu Cixiang's horse.
Zhu Youjian still closed his eyes, as if these things had nothing to do with him.
The group of people walked all the way north and finally entered the Imperial City and stopped in front of Chengtian Gate.
The Chengtian Gate was already filled with civil and military officers from one town and nine provinces. These officials under Li Zhi were all wearing gorgeous new-style formal attires, and stood happily above and below the Chengtian Gate according to their official positions. There was not enough space in front of the Jinshui Bridge.
Some people even stood in the square behind Jinshui Bridge.
The officials of one town and nine provinces are different from the officials of the Ming Dynasty. They do not have the stalemate of the Ming Dynasty civil servants. Under the supervision and guidance of Li Zhi, the officials of Tianjin are full of vigor and have a kind of harmony.
This era has a completely different temperament.
And not only are their temperaments different, in fact, the officials in Tianjin are not very old, with an average age of less than thirty-five years old. At this time, they were wearing new dresses designed by Li Zhi, and they looked very handsome.
At first glance, I just feel that there are many heroes gathered together.
Outside the Tianjin officials, there are also some officials from the Ming Dynasty. These officials will soon face trials in one town and nine provincial courts to determine whether they have committed unforgivable mistakes. Some of them will soon be detained.
Put him in jail or even be shot directly.
However, at this time when the old and new dynasties were handing over, these officials were still escorted to the front of Chengtian Gate to witness the birth of a new dynasty and a new regime.
Of course, there are more common people outside Chengtianmen.
In addition to Chang'an Street for people to enter and exit, the square between Chengtianmen and Damingmen has been surrounded by onlookers. Including Qianbu Corridor, at least tens of thousands of people crowded into the space in front of the imperial city, witnessing an unprecedented moment.
advent.
All the people were in high spirits, with longing for the future on their faces.
Arriving in front of the Jinshui Bridge, Zhu Youjian finally opened his eyes and looked at the excited people around him. The look on his face became even more desperate.
He walked through the crowd and slowly walked to the middle of the Chengtian Gate. Under the guidance of the officer, he stood in front of the Jinshui Bridge, facing Li Zhi on the Chengtian Gate.
Li Zhi was wearing a gorgeous dress. It was not the traditional emperor's dragon robe, but a costume composed of black and gold colors. This costume was very simple, but it looked extremely luxurious. At a glance, you could tell that it was not for ordinary people.
clothing.
Seeing Zhu Youjian, who was about to be deposed, walking to his position, everyone near Chengtian Gate fell silent. No one dared to make any noise at this time, everyone was waiting for the next ceremony.
Li Zhi looked at Zhu Youjian coldly from a high place and asked loudly: "Zhu Youjian! Do you know your crime?"
Zhu Youjian still had his eyes closed and did not speak.
Zhu Cixiang, who was behind Zhu Youjian, saw his father's appearance and suddenly panicked. He was afraid that his father would confront Li Zhi at this time. Li Zhi was already angry that Zhu Youjian tortured Cui Changwu. Now if Zhu Youjian still doesn't cooperate,
Li Zhi could really do anything when he was angry.
Zhu Cixi knelt down behind the Jinshui Bridge with a plop and shouted: "Father! Father! The Ming Dynasty is dead! The Ming Dynasty is dead! Father!"
Hearing his son's cry, Zhu Youjian trembled and opened his eyes, which were suddenly filled with bloodshot eyes.
He looked around and found that the soldiers of the Tiger Army under the Chengtian Gate were looking at him eagerly. If he didn't say a word well, Li Zhi might kill him.
Not only killing himself, once Li Zhi starts killing, tens of thousands of descendants of the Ming royal family may be killed.
Zhu Youjian turned to look at his son and the people who were completely on Li Zhi's side, and suddenly felt a little dazed. He looked up at Li Zhi and was silent for a moment.
Finally, two tears welled up from his eyes. Zhu Youjian plopped down and knelt in front of Chengtian Gate.
