In the chaotic times of the late Ming Dynasty, wars broke out everywhere.
Zhu Xunyao, the king of Guizhou in the Ming Dynasty, was based in Guiyang and was solely in charge of the military and political affairs of Yunnan and Guizhou, with power in the southwest. During the dragon boat race on the Nanming River, hundreds of officials paid homage in front of the Jiaxiu Tower. He used the mountains and rivers as barriers, regarded Guizhou as an iron-clad country, and devoted himself to becoming the uncrowned king of a separate country.
However, the capital collapsed, Chongzhen died for his country, and the Ming Dynasty collapsed.
The once powerful vassal became a rootless duckweed overnight. Internally, some generals have deserted and chieftains have defected; externally, the Qing army is pressing down on the country, and its troops are pointing directly at Guiyang. The once rich clothes, fine food, and everything that could be answered at once were all gone in the blink of an eye.
He stood firm in the isolated city, using Nanming River as his defense line and Jiaxiu Tower as his support, vowing to live and die with Qianjiang. But the food and grass were exhausted, the army was disorganized, and the people were betrayed and separated from their relatives. No matter how strong the mountains, rivers and natural barriers were, they could not stop the general trend of the dynasty's collapse.
From being in power over the world to being at the end of his rope, from being bowed down by everyone to being alone.
On the day when the city was destroyed, he hid in the ruins of the building and witnessed the mountains and rivers changing owners; in the desperate situation, he would rather die than surrender, so as not to insult the integrity of the Ming vassal king.
Finally, on a rainy night at Jiaxiu Tower, he sank the Wang Yin Army Book to the bottom of the river and jumped into the surging Nanming River.
A generation of lords has come to an end.
A river buries the last remaining glow of the southwest of the Ming Dynasty.
The Nanming River has been flowing for thousands of years, and the Jiaxiu Tower stands tall in the wind and rain.
Mountains and rivers remain the same, dynasties change, leaving only a tragic song that reflects the rise and fall of the ages.
Written by Yan Xiaoyanyan176
The reverie of mountains and rivers, the reflection of history, a swan song of the last vassal king.
