Three Million Per Month, How Can You Let Me, Daming, Lose?

On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month in the seventeenth year of Chongzhen, the Dashun army came to the city, and the Ming Dynasty was on the verge of collapse. Chongzhen desperately prepared Bai Ling, hundreds of officials conspired to betray the country and seek glory, and the Chief of Ceremonies even held a rope to tie up Prince Zhu Cixiang and send him to the enemy camp to negotiate peace! Starting on hell difficulty? Zhu Cixiang sneered and activated the [Ming Dynasty National Games ATM], receiving three million taels of cash on time every month! Didn't the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty cry about poverty? I directly use the money to smash out an army capable of hundreds of battles! Isn't slavery rampant? Hongyi cannon and gun array, use real money and silver to kill them! When Zhu Cixiang stepped into the Hall of Supreme Harmony with millions of taels of silver holding the chief minister's head, Chongzhen was stunned, and the civil and military officials in the court were frightened. Chongzhen: "Son, if I leave this Ming Dynasty to you, my father will be able to rest in peace even if he dies!" Zhu Cixiang: "Father, please abdicate. Only I can save this Ming Dynasty!" [Tag: Decisive to kill + Violent and cruel + Extremely shocking flow + Not the Holy Mother]