Simulates history, but Chongzhen is the Divine Emperor at the beginning

Chapter 148 The final conclusion
[In the past, Gonggong and Zhuanxu competed for the throne, and Gonggong was so angry that he hit Mount Buzhou!]

[Now the Prime Minister and the Divine Emperor are vying for the throne, and have fallen into the abyss of the Eastern Sea...]

On the Double Ninth Festival, the two suns above the Ming Dynasty finally decided the winner... This battle, beyond the level of mortals, ultimately ended with your utter defeat.

This is just as you expected: Although you can barely be considered on the same level as the Divine Emperor, there is still a gap between the two. In this simple and crude comparison of divine power, even if you have tried your best, you will ultimately be unable to defeat the monstrous Divine Emperor...

The sun has fallen, its light has faded, and the invisible hands that once held you up have lost their strength, no longer able to lift you up to the sky like the sun.

[Those expectations and hopes placed on you will naturally vanish into thin air...]

Just as Li Zicheng failed to accept the "Mandate of Heaven," you also failed to accept this "Mandate of Heaven" watered by the blood of millions of people. In the end, you will be shattered just like Li Zicheng...

[Seeing your aged corpse slowly sink into the abyss, the Divine Emperor sighed silently, and with his remaining divine power, he transformed into a tangible giant hand and fished your corpse out of the water.]

[Then, He returned to the capital with your corpse and the news of your death, leaving only the turbulent East China Sea, which gradually calmed down in the steam and mist...]

【As if nothing had happened.】

【…】

On September 9, the 185th year of the Chongzhen reign, Prime Minister Zhou Liang of the Ming Dynasty passed away in his residence at the age of 141.

[When the news came out, the whole world was stunned, and then grief spread...]

[However, unlike in your previous life, the people of the world did not become extremely angry upon learning of your death. They were simply sad. No one even suspected that your death might be unnatural.]

[The reason is that you were already very old. It's normal for someone over 140 to die suddenly. There's nothing to speculate about.]

[Of course, another important reason is that your status among the people in this life is much lower than in your previous life...]

[Indeed, your political achievements in this life are no less impressive than those in your previous life. In fact, due to your rich experience and extended lifespan, you have actually done better in this life than in your previous one!]

[However, as you considered in your previous life: the reason why people were willing to launch a nationwide uprising for you, and to confront the Divine Emperor despite knowing that their chances of winning were zero, was not because you were so good, nor because you were truly a sage of extraordinary talent and unparalleled in history, but because you were the only light in the entire dark era of the Ming Dynasty...]

[The Divine Emperor in his previous life had always been a vicious, evil figure, his feet bleeding with pus. The reason the Ming Dynasty had become so rotten was entirely due to his deliberate actions... Under such circumstances, his popularity among the people would have long since plummeted to negative numbers!]

The reason why everyone didn't revolt en masse wasn't because they still harbored unrealistic fantasies about Him, but simply because they were afraid of death and numb.

[And your appearance is like a solitary lamp in the dark night. If you don't appear, it's fine. But once you appear, it will wake up all the numb moths and make them instinctively rush towards you!]

[You have never been so good as to be unprecedented in history, but the Divine Emperor is truly wicked, with pus oozing from the soles of his feet. This contrast is why you were directly canonized as a saint. Even countless illiterate people are willing to die for you...]

【But this life is different! 】

[Although your achievements remain outstanding, the Divine Emperor, upon finding the Jinyiwei as his prime resource, immediately awakened his humanity... With a well-fed stomach and a good understanding of etiquette, having solved his basic survival problems, the Divine Emperor finally remembered his ideal and duty to restore the Ming Dynasty!]

[Then the true god himself took the stage, raising clouds and rain, overwhelming mountains and seas, and driving back floods... His divine manipulations were so hardcore, so handsome, and so awesome that he garnered countless fans!]

After decades of consistent hard work, even though his enthusiasm had waned and he had even started to give up a bit... it still didn't stop him from regaining his reputation!

[By now, the Divine Emperor has long since won back the hearts of his people and realized his political ideal of becoming the "Holy Son of Heaven"... and in contrast, your aura as Prime Minister has been greatly diminished.]

[That's why the news of your death didn't cause the same huge impact as in your previous life. At most, everyone mourned for you. As for the idea of ​​attacking the Divine Emperor... well, forget it.]

[This is very realistic and true to the world.] [But you weren't angry about it. On the contrary, you were actually quite relieved...]

[The most important thing in the world is stability. Although you have failed in your battle, as long as the people can continue to live a peaceful and happy life, that is enough for you to rest in peace.]

Your soul then quietly watches all this, filled with emotion.

【…】

In the 185th year of Chongzhen's reign, the Ming Dynasty's Prime Minister Zhou Liang passed away.

[That year, the emperor posthumously named him "Zhongwu"! ]

[That year, the emperor buried him in his hometown in northern Shaanxi with the rites of an emperor, and designated Mizhi County as the "tomb town." The entire county was exempted from taxes to facilitate the guarding of the prime minister's tomb!]

In that year, Yu Anmin, the commander-in-chief of the Imperial Guard, requested to retire. The emperor granted his request and promoted Lu Zhongcheng, the deputy commander of the Imperial Guard, to the position of commander... Anmin, along with his wives and concubines, including Takamatsu, Nagasaki, and Shiina, left the capital, where they had lived for over a hundred years, and quietly returned to their hometown in northern Shaanxi.

After returning to his hometown, Yu Anmin closed his door to visitors, completely uninterested in the glory of returning home in glory. He simply spent his days playing the zither and the qin with his wives and concubines, all of whom were of Japanese descent, devoting himself to the music.

[This great general, who once conquered four provinces of Japan under the order of the Prime Minister, seemed to have forgotten his own turbulent and wonderful life.]

[But for some reason, passersby could often hear faint, mournful sounds from outside his courtyard wall, as if he was grieving over something...]

"Since arriving in northern Shaanxi, why has the master always enjoyed playing sad music alone in his room?"

Listening to the mournful music playing next door once again, the 28-year-old concubine "Fengchuan" asked her sisters beside her in confusion, "When we were in the capital, the master played ancient music with us every day. Why did he just…"

[“Shh! Keep your voice down! Don’t disturb the master’s interest!”]

The wife, Nagasaki, cautiously shushed her before whispering, "Didn't you see the tablet in the master's room?"

“That’s Prime Minister Zhou’s spirit tablet. The master is offering a memorial service to the Prime Minister…”

When the Prime Minister was mentioned, Toyokawa suddenly realized: The Prime Minister had saved my life, and now that he has passed away, I am naturally sad.

[But, no matter how sad you are, you shouldn't play this kind of music alone in the house every day, right?]

Although Toyokawa is young, she comes from a family of Japanese feudal lords, and her parents have taught her music theory. Although the melancholy music she is playing is full of sorrow, she can clearly hear the anger hidden within the sadness!

[That rage, hidden within, surges like a turbulent undercurrent beneath still waters...]

If you were just mourning the death of the Prime Minister, why would you play this kind of music?

She was very puzzled...

[You looked at the group of Japanese wives and concubines of the Yu family, and first sighed that Yu Anmin was old but not old at heart, and then couldn't help but sigh.]

[Some things still need you to finish them...]

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(End of this chapter)