Since Zhu Yujiao broke her arm, her temperament has changed greatly, she never leaves the palace again, and she has been staying in Shouning Palace and does not want to see people. She refused, and the palace maids guarded her from letting her commit suicide. Now the palace maids were crying around her, and suddenly when she heard that Banzai had arrived, she hurriedly took the palace maids to the courtyard and knelt down to take the car. Seeing that Zhu Yujiao was still alive, Chongzhen was anxious and angry, and said:

"Daughter, why aren't you dead yet?"

Zhu Yujiao no longer had the eccentric spirit she used to be, her face was full of stubbornness and unwillingness, she raised her head and replied firmly: "Father, the son is not guilty, why do you want to commit suicide!" ”

Chongzhen trembled and said, "Don't say it again! You are unfortunate enough to be born in the royal family, and you are guilty! After speaking, he lifted the sword and wanted to cut it off Zhu Yujiao.

Zhu Yujiao was also stiff, kneeling on the ground motionless.

After the sword was raised, Chongzhen saw Zhu Yujiao's empty left arm, only one sleeve left, and felt a pain in his heart, and said secretly: I cut off one of my daughter's arms with my own hands, and now I have to kill her with my own hands? The sword could not be cut down in any way.

He whispered: "Daughter, you have always grown up outside the palace, and you are ten times stronger than your younger brothers in terms of human sophistication...... Now that the country is about to be broken and the clan is dying, you should also leave the palace, if you have nowhere to go, go to your grandfather! ”

Zhu Yujiao was ready to die, but she didn't expect to wait for such a sentence, her eyes turned red, and she asked, "What about you, father?" ”

"I am the king of a country, I should be martyred, I can't live in the world, you can go......"

After Chongzhen finished his instructions, he returned to the Qianqing Palace, pulled out the front placket of the plain satin dark dragon yellow robe, turned the king's white robe upwards, spread the imperial case evenly, lifted the red pen, trembled, and scribbled the following last words:

I am not the lord of darkness, but the ministers who mislead the country and lose the country. I have no face to see my ancestors in the ground, and I dare not finally go to bed. When the thief comes, it is better to destroy the corpse than to hurt the people!

Chongzhen wrote the edict on the placket of his clothes, threw down the red pen, heard the sound of cannons on the head of the city suddenly stopped, and then there was a noise from afar, guessing that either the inner city was breached, or it must be that the eunuchs and soldiers and civilians defending the city had opened the city gate and surrendered. As soon as the inner city is broken, the defense of the imperial city cannot withstand hundreds of thousands of troops at all, and the Forbidden City is even more defenseless, and this imperial palace will soon become a trophy for rebellion.

Chongzhen sighed, called Wang Chengen into the hall, and said, "I am about to be martyred, and you have to go with me." ”

Wang Chengen knelt on the ground and replied loudly: "The slave obeys the order." ”

All the eunuchs and palace maids of the Qianqing Palace sent the emperor out of the Qianqing Gate. A eunuch led a royal horse to wait outside the Qianqing Gate, another eunuch moved a horse stool, and four eunuchs waited with four sheep's horn palace lamps with a vermilion lacquer dragon head and short stick. Chongzhen got on the royal horse, took the apricot yellow silk reins, and waved his hand so that the eunuch who led the horse and the eunuch who played the lantern did not follow, as long as Wang Chengen followed the horse. He went east from the outside of the Qianqing Gate, turned north to the inner left gate, and walked in the direction of the east Yichang Street (a Yongxiang to the east of the Qianqing Palace and Kunning Palace).

The eunuchs and palace maids followed all the way to the inner left door, knelt down and kowtowed, and choked up one after another:

"The slaves and maids are driving for the emperor!"

Although the sky is already numb and bright, there are very high red walls on both sides of Yongxiang, and the red walls are full of palaces, and the sky is gloomy, and the night in Yongxiang is still very thick. The shadow of Chongzhen riding towards the Xuanwu Gate quickly disappeared into the shadows of Yongxiang, and he could not be seen, but the sound of horses' hooves could still be heard fading away.

On weekdays, Chongzhen goes out of the Qianqing Palace at night, always taking steps, and the luxurious lanterns form a array, surrounded by eunuchs and palace maids. It was the first time for such a bleak trip, and the eunuchs and palace maids couldn't help but whimper when they watched this scene.

After half an hour, it was brighter. On the tower of the Xuanwu Gate, the drumming of the dawn stopped, and the cloud board stopped sounding. The gates of the inner city were opened, and the Dashun army began to form a group of people from different places, and the Qing court led by Liu Zongmin also came from West Chang'an Street.

Chongzhen took Wang Chengen out of the Xuanwu Gate. The eunuchs guarding the Xuanwu Gate had fled, and there were only two people left. When they saw the emperor coming, they quickly opened the door and knelt on the side of the road, bowing their heads and not daring to look up.

Chongzhen walked out of the Xuanwu Gate, walked out of the North Gate, crossed the stone bridge, crossed a deserted road, and entered the Banzai Gate and came to the compound of the Coal Mountain. At that time, there were more trees on and around the coal hill than in modern times, and the area was larger. Chongzhen came to the courtyard, got on the horse at the foot of the west mountain, and walked up the mountain.

Coming to the main peak of the coal mountain, Chongzhen found a place where there was an ancient locust tree and a small locust tree, not far from each other, which were sprouting. Around the two locust trees, a few feet away, there were many miscellaneous trees, as well as last year's dead grass mixed with this spring's new grass. It seems that the royal plants and trees still sprout and turn green in the spring, regardless of the rise and fall of the country and the vicissitudes of the world.

A few years ago, state affairs were not out of control. In the late spring of one year, the weather was mild, Chongzhen was happy for a while, took Concubine Tian to the foot of the coal mountain to take a leisurely walk, found this place, liked this place is very quiet, and said to Concubine Tian:

"In the future, the war will subside, see the peace again, I will build a small pavilion in the middle of these two locust trees, plant a few bushes of green willows in front of a few zhang, and take advantage of the opportunity to come to this pavilion to think about it, play chess and play the piano, and enjoy the fun of peace and quiet!"

Since his beloved concubine Tianhuang walked here, this thing, this place, and this wish have always been kept in mind in his heart, so he chose to die here today.

Came to the bottom of the ancient locust tree, he told Wang Chengen that he could commit suicide calmly here, and then untied the silk silk and asked Wang Chengen to tie it to the branch of the locust tree for him. "Chongzhen is just because a horizontal branch to the south is thicker, only more than one person high, and it is more convenient to hang himself, and there is no other meaning. But he and Wang Chengen both thought of the allusion of "Nanke Dream" at the same time. Wang Chengen's heart moved, and he didn't dare to speak. Chongzhen smiled miserably, sighed and said:

"The death of the country today is out of the will of heaven, not my sin. After nine years of dismal operation, I always want to be ZTE. However, the number of great bright qi has been exhausted, and everything has backfired and cannot be recovered. Nine years of ZTE wish is just a dream of Nanke! ”

Chongzhen ordered Wang Chengen to tie the yellow silk silk to the branch of the locust tree to the south, then inserted his head into the silk ring, kicked down the brick pile with both feet, let go of the hands holding the silk silk, and fell, and the hanging body shook violently, never moving again.

Wang Chengen saw that the emperor had lost his breath, knelt down and kowtowed to the dead corpse three times, and said, "Emperor, please wait for a while, and let the slave and maid go with you!" Facing east again, he bowed three times to his mother, then got up and hanged himself from the branch of a small locust tree not far away.

In the ninth year of Chongzhen, the Ming Emperor, who was rigid and self-serving, hanged himself in the coal mountain, eight years earlier than the original history. The giant ship of history, under the manipulation of Xia Nan, began to sail to a completely different track.