"The Ming Dynasty was actually destroyed by Jiajing. The backward system and the beginning of the party struggles indicate the decline of the Ming Dynasty. Although Chongzhen had the ambition to go against the will of heaven and change his fate, he could only lament that "The Ming Dynasty could not be destroyed by me." The history teacher on the stage spoke ups and downs, but this was an elective course for Ming Dynasty history. Although Cui Yan on the stage was so passionate about his own blood, the students under the stage buried their heads on their mobile phones, and few were listening to the class. The bell rang and Cui Yan rang out. The students seemed to have a second spring and slipped away in a hurry, as if the teacher was a star of destruction. Cui Yan smiled bitterly, put away the computer, and prepared to return to the staff dormitory.

Southern Jiaotong University is a pure engineering university, a university that does not even have a history department. However, because of this, Cui Yan, who is not good at studying history, can enter this university and become a "green pepper". On weekdays, he fucked a skewer with a few colleagues at night and drank a few beer, and put it on the gantry formation all night. Life was quite pleasant. Suddenly, a messy sound came from outside the building, and the North District Electromagnetic Laboratory was in flames. I heard that a large national laboratory was being built there. The enthusiastic Cui Yan ran over to see if there was anything to help. When he arrived at the scene, he saw the student teacher in the laboratory building moving computer information out of the laboratory building, and a teacher saw him standing next to him.

He said, classmate, why don’t you be busy and go out to help us move something out. There are too few people. If the torch is not enough to burn the information, the loss will be great. Cui Yan said ok, and followed the teacher in to work. Half an hour later, the fire brigade rushed over, and a clogged down. The fire was basically extinguished, and the moving things that were afraid of wet was basically completed. Cui Yan and a boy raised a file cabinet and walked out. A sharp sound came from beside him, "Do away". It turned out that a board on the roof of the building was burning loosely and fell down. It was about to hit the boy's head, Cui Yan pushed him out with a loud bang, and then he knew nothing.

I don’t know how long it took, Cui Yan just felt that he was walking in the desert, and was about to faint when he was thirsty in the scorching sun. He used all his strength to make a faint sound: water... A gust of fragrant wind came from beside him. I don’t know who fed a spoonful of honey water in his mouth. He felt that he had come alive in an instant. After taking a few more sips, he finally had the strength to open his eyes. After a dizzy moment, a beautiful woman in the palace appeared in her eyes. "Who are you..., where am I, where is this?"

Cui Yan suddenly asked three consecutive questions. Unexpectedly, the woman ignored him and ran to the door and shouted: "Master Wang, the prince is awake, come quickly." The manager? Prince? Looking at his smooth and fair hands, he touched his chin, and had nothing. He traveled through time? Could it be that only his soul came to this place, but he disappeared in 2017 AD? He could not accept such a large amount of information for a while, Cui Yan closed his eyes and fainted.

It was already evening when I woke up again. This time I looked carefully at myself in a magnificent house decorated. When I looked up, I saw that the four walls were exquisite, with piano, sword, bottle and stoves all stuck to the walls, brocade gauze covers, golden pearls, and even the bricks on the ground were green and chiseled flowers. Looking at a maid who was sleeping on the table next to me, I thought of the prince who had just woken up. Cui Yan, who was already optimistic, felt a little happy. Being a wealthy prince in this life was a dream. With a light cough, the maid woke up in a panic. She found that she had been sleeping for a while and knelt down hurriedly, "The prince atones for his sins, and I fell asleep without checking for a while. Please punish him." Cui Yan looked at the servant carefully at this time, with a little baby fat on his face. He looked only fourteen or fifteen years old. At this age, he was

I was just a middle school student in my previous life. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but whisper: "You don't have to be afraid. I just woke up, but I just woke up and felt dizzy. I can't remember some things. "Prince, why don't I go and call the Imperial Doctor Wang, the general manager has ordered you to report the letter to the general manager immediately after waking up. The emperor and the empress in the palace were worried about your injuries." The little maid said worriedly. "No need, I will ask you a few words. Which dynasty is it now, and who am I myself?" The maid was stunned for a moment, and it seemed like an eggplant was stuffed into her mouth. It took me a long time to close it. "Prince, it's the fifth year of Tianqi, and Long Live Now is your half-brother. You are the fifth son of the previous emperor and have been named Xinwang." Cui Yan felt that his scalp was numb. Tianqi? Xinwang? Ah! I am the unlucky emperor, Emperor Chongzhen, Zhu Youjian!

As a senior fan of Ming Dynasty, Cui Yan is actually mixed with joy and sorrow. What he is happy is that as a die-hard fan of the Ming Dynasty, he can fight with the great gods such as Sun Chengzong, Yuan Chonghuan, and Cao Wenzhao who shine in history books in the same era. If he can use his prophets, he may be able to change his fate and show his ambitions. What he is worried about is that although he is first served, he is just talking about war on paper. Cui Yan knows that all the big figures in history can be said to have nine orifices in his heart, and he is afraid of making this thing in front of others.

The code is not enough. If what I did was not as good as Chongzhen, I would be... I saw Cui Yan's face was a little happy and sad, and it was hard to settle the sun. The maid was frightened and didn't know what this master was thinking. "Oh, by the way. What did I do before? Why have I been in bed for so many days?" Cui Yan suddenly felt a little curious about what he had experienced before. "Your Majesty, you...you..." The maid was hesitant, and seemed to be a little unspeakable. "You can say it, I promise that it will never be possible.

You are not guilty." Cui Yan looked like a real man. "Prince, Queen Zhang had chosen a letter to you before, and you were not willing to say a few words. A few days ago, I showed you another one in the palace, saying that he was the daughter of a small family in the city. Although his family was average, his character and appearance were all top-notch. After hearing this, you took someone to see it, but the girl's family was treated as a disciple and threw a big stick out of the yard by the girl's family at the door of the girl's house. However, the family has now been personally led by Eunuch Cao from the East Factory.

When people were sent to prison, they heard that they would be executed next month." Cui Yan just wanted to laugh, but he didn't expect that Chongzhen, who was not close to women in history books, had this side. But it was no wonder that Ming Dynasty history was written by Zhang Tingyu and others in the Qing Dynasty. In order to beautify the appearance of the Qing Dynasty invaders, various twisted historical facts and Spring and Autumn styles could be understood. Clearly sorting out his thoughts, Cui Yan used the excuse of wanting to be alone and asked the maid to step down. But when the general manager came back, he came to see him immediately.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!