The words on the golden roll changed again.
The robe was old, and the worn black boots on his feet had already been dyed black. Step by step, you stepped into the pond. Your steps were very light, as calm as a teenager who was rushing for his first exam. However, your hair crown was already half white. Even if you tried your best, your body still showed a trace of hunchback.
The teenager's eyes were red. He stood by the pond and looked at you from afar. His voice was dry, and his mother was standing beside him. However, at this moment, he seemed a little lonely and cold. He held your will tightly in his hand, and his mind was filled with your words of destroying his family and paying the army to serve the country. After a long time, he trembled and said, Father
You laughed loudly. You were clearly fifty years old, but you still looked like a teenager. Your voice was a little hoarse, but your expression became more calm and determined. He was taught by his father when he was young and received the kindness of the country when he was young. He died for the country and was worthy of loyalty. After the fall of Nandu, I still hope to revive. The hope of rejuvenation is far away. How can we bear to live forever? You are my outstanding friends, Yu Qiu, Guangcheng, Wuzhai, Shengru, Queren and Yunsheng. I hope you will listen to them and shake hands with the nine capitals. Who doesn't die, and who doesn't die? Cultivate one's moral character and wait for orders to warn future generations!
You tidied up your clothes one last time, your voice sonorous, just like many years ago. Then, you lowered your head with a smile on your face. The cold water flowed into your mouth and nose. You didn't struggle, just lowered your head and didn't move. There was nothing to serve the country, so you killed yourself.
His wife and children were on the pond. Their eyes were red as they saw the figure in the long robe. Even in death, he did not wet the back of his clothes. His determination made people's hearts tremble. They cried out loud, and even their good friends sobbed, unable to make a sound.
At this moment, the picture on the Golden Roll was a little blurry.
That figure was resolute and calm.
It was like a lonely and arrogant declaration of war against this rotten era.
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At this point, the scene finally stopped.
At the same time, the words with the aura of the Heavenly Dao appeared again.
On the magnificent golden list, the words were outlined.
His name was Xia Yunyi, also known as Yi Zhong, and his nickname was Yuan Gong.
In the first year of Hongguang, the Qing army attacked Jiangnan. Xia Yunyi and Chen Zilong rebelled against the Qing army in Jiangnan. After the defeat, they threw themselves into the water on September 17 of the same year. They were 50 years old and had the posthumous title of "Loyalty Festival".
He is the author of Xia Wenzhong's Public Collection, Private System Strategy and Survival Record. He was the editor of Yu Gong He Zhu, Chun Qiu Si Zhuan He Lun, Ji She Liu Jun Zi Shi. Xia Yunyi was as famous as Chen Zilong at the end of Ming Dynasty because of Ji She's activities and other reasons, so he was called "Chen Xia".
The court was dark, and he risked his life to try to use his own strength. Even when facing the surging flood that almost crushed him, he did not give up for a moment. He only wanted to preserve half of his country in such a rotten situation.
He organized the local soldiers, persuaded Shi Kefa, and instigated the students who held heavy troops to rebel. He did his best, but he refused to listen to fate.
In his life, he was only a county magistrate. Until the fall of the Ming Dynasty, he was barely alive. He was only the head of the Ministry of Personnel for a few days. He was not a high official, nor did he have any power. He refused to work for himself and formed cliques for personal gain. He was imprisoned several times, and in the end, he was just a civilian. In the eyes of the Ming Dynasty, he was just a civilian.
In this life, he had never been looked up to by the officials of the Ming Dynasty, but he did not let down this country. He spent his entire life running for it, until in the end, he died in a pond that was not deep enough to his waist.
On that day, the scholar straightened his clothes and calmly bent over. Without a trace of struggle, he died for his Ming Dynasty.
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At this moment.
Big Ming.
Emperor Chongzhen Zhu Youjian stood in the palace and looked at the golden list from afar.
The ministers were silent, and no one spoke.
They only raised their eyes and looked at the so-called ruler of the world.
The emotions in his eyes were a little blurry.
Under the patched bright yellow robe, the middle-aged man had his hands behind his back. His expression was extremely complicated and he was stunned for a long time.
He looked at the words on the golden roll that carried the brilliant aura of the Heavenly Dao.
Line by line, it was as if he was gouging out his heart.
His mind was filled with the image of the old scholar bending down into the water.
The fingers behind his back trembled slightly.
Just like the heart.
In his life, he was conscientious and hardworking.
From the day he took over the throne, he seemed to have taken over an unprecedented burden.
He could not sleep at night and often thought of his ancestors.
He ate simple meals every day, was thrifty, and did everything himself.
Reading memorials every day would only allow him to rest late at night.
He thought that he had done enough.
However, on the Golden Roll, he saw his Big Ming with his own eyes.
His Big Ming…
Zhu Youjian clenched his fists tightly, his fingertips digging deep into his flesh.
The battlefield was in chaos, and it was full of devastation.
It was his Big Ming!
The old scholar calmly went into the water.
He had achieved his eternal loyalty, and he had also achieved his eternal infamy.
However, he had already done his best. Why should he be on the rankings now?!
At this moment, Emperor Chongzhen felt a raging fire burning in his chest.
He finally reached out his hand behind his back and pointed at the golden list.
"A fatuous ruler is not worthy of the Golden List of Loyalty."
"Am I also a fatuous ruler?"
He muttered to himself.
His gaze fell on the tattered long robe.
In the end, there was no sound.
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At this moment.
Big Ming.
Emperor Hongwu, Zhu Yuanzhang, also looked at the golden roll.
His body trembled, and his expression was one of rage.
Even his breathing became hurried.
"My big Ming, my big Ming is actually like this!”
What did he see on the Golden Roll?
He desperately expelled the Tartars and gave the poor people a way out.
But on the golden list.
Those people rode on horses and laughed wildly, trampling on the land of the Ming Dynasty that he had single-handedly created.
An inch of mountains and rivers was an inch of blood!
He turned around, his eyes cold and furious as he roared at the officials behind him.
"I want to change the system. I want to change the eight-legged scholar selection system. I want to change the local officials who do not report the situation. I want to add beacon towers at the border and build the Great Wall. I want those people to not take a single step into my Great Ming!”
"How can such an official commit suicide in a pond! How?"
At this point, he suddenly froze.
His eyes were fixed on the scholar who choked on water and died, as well as his back that had not been wet until he died.
There was finally silence.
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On the other side.
Three Kingdoms.
Zhang Jiao looked at this scene with a complicated expression.
After a long time, he sighed.
"It's a pity that the scholars of the country are unparalleled."
At this moment, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, Liu Che, also sighed and closed his eyes.
His mind was filled with the image of the scholar lowering his head and not struggling to survive.
The will to die for the country overwhelmed the instinct to survive.
"Scholars have never lost their strength of character.”
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At this moment.
The Great Tang.
Li Shi Min stood in the palace and looked at the golden roll from afar.
From Yan Zhenqing to Xia Yunyi.
Every name that appeared on the Golden Roll was so shocking.
The look of the old scholar who was over eighty years old and had gone to the rebel army alone.
Before the middle-aged man died, he straightened his clothes and looked determined to die for the country.
He became more and more curious.
However, no new words appeared on the golden roll.
He frowned.
The aura of the Heavenly Dao burst forth.
The golden roll flickered and finally flashed again.
The bright characters shone and the scene continued to appear.
ON19: Xia Yunyi
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You also ranked a fatuous ruler unworthy of a loyal minister. He and Xia Yunyi were tied for 19th place.
You've been accused of being weak all your life, and you've lost
Your best friend killed himself, and in the end, he just watched
When you died, you jumped into the water and died. In the end, you were beheaded by the enemy. However, on his corpse, there was a smile on his face.
You'll die thinking you've let down your best friend
But you, you deserve everyone.
Li Shiming raised his eyebrows as new words appeared on the Golden Roll.
His attention was drawn again. Who was this person? He was ranked 19th with Xia Yunyi?
At this moment, the inventory continued.
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