In the second year of Chongzhen, there were still 15 years left in the Ming Dynasty.
The crown prince of the Tang Dynasty started in hellish mode - my uncle wanted to kill me, my grandfather wanted to depose me, Chongzhen wanted to imprison me, the court wanted to impeach me, and I wanted to slaughter me...
As a result, the consciousness of 15 emperors collectively entered my mind. They can only move their mouths, not their hands.
Every time I thought I was going to die, my ancestors would flash in my mind:
What's even more amazing is that a super chatter suddenly came into my head.
Zhu Yuanzhang (posting angrily): "Kill! Kill them all by me!"
Zhu Di (tactical director): "The cavalry will outflank the left wing!"
Zhu Houzhao (heated up the screen): "I will teach you to pretend to be crazy! Drool! Roll your eyes!"
Zhu Youxiao (uploading the drawings): "The drawings of the flintlock gun have been sent, let the craftsmen make them according to this!"
Super hot searches are updated every day:
Uncle is acting like a monster again (explosion)
Yu Qian joins the group (Zhu Qizhen escapes instantly)
Chongzhen is online (hot search paralysis)
Countdown to 15 years, 15 ancestors offer advice online.
Some people teach you how to fight, some people teach you how to act crazy, and some people teach you how to make money.
Some people are responsible for crying, some are responsible for scolding, and some are responsible for shouting six.
Later, when the Qing army entered the fortress, I gave advance warning.
On the day Shanxi merchants were liquidated, Chaohua received 100,000 comments.
When the tulip scam collapsed, the Dutch were on their knees begging for mercy.
I stood on the tower in Beijing and looked at the prisoners kneeling on the ground.
Super words in my mind automatically update:
Ming Dynasty ZTE (explosion)
Zhu Yuanzhang cried and posted: "My kingdom... Is back..."
