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

Chapter 1 The Ninety-ninth Year of Chongzhen
In the ninety-ninth year of Chongzhen, the poor old scholar Zhou Liang sat blankly at the head of his bed.

He looked around the house he had lived in for more than fifty years with a complicated look:

The house is made of earth and wood, and is dark and damp, with moss even growing in the corners. It has been like this for more than 50 years since I can remember.

If you say this is a dilapidated house, it can still shelter us from the wind and rain for now, but if you say it is very good, it is obviously not that good.

Moreover, from the dark and damp environment and the old decoration, it can be seen that the owner Zhou Liang probably does not have much money.

And judging by the strong smell of alcohol lingering in the room and the broken pieces of wine vessels spilled on the floor, he had clearly become so decadent that he was drinking to drown his sorrows...

"There should be very few time travelers who have accomplished nothing by the time they are over fifty, right?"

"I've embarrassed everyone. After traveling through time, I've worked hard all my life, but I can't even get a juren degree. Not only is there no hope of getting rich, but I've ruined my once wealthy family and left them with only an old house..."

"I'm not even as good as Fan Jin... No, Fan Jin later became a third-rank official. How can a poor old scholar like me compare with him..."

Zhou Liang laughed at himself, his ridiculous life reflected in his empty eyes.

"But I don't regret it!"

As if recalling something infuriating from the past, Zhou Liang's eyes suddenly turned, and the emptiness turned into... annoyance!
"Damn Chongzhen! You deserve to die!"

"No! You don't deserve to be called Chongzhen. The Chongzhen I know may be abstract, but at least he's still a human being! Look at you, are you even a human being?!"

"You are not Chongzhen, you are only worthy of being called the God-Emperor of Khorne!"

Zhou Liang's eyes seemed to be spitting fire, and he gnashed his teeth and cursed the Divine Emperor who was far away in Shuntian Prefecture...

"In the 17th year of Chongzhen, you not only hanged Prince Chuang, but also killed all the soldiers and civilians in Shuntian Prefecture, just because they followed the bandits. You didn't even think about why they surrendered to Prince Chuang!"

"You, having become a god, have killed millions of people in one go. Shuntian Prefecture has been reduced to rubble!"

"In the eighteenth year of Chongzhen's reign, you massacred Luoyang simply because the soldiers and civilians of Luoyang had followed Prince Chuang and cooked and killed Prince Fu, a member of the imperial clan!"

"In the 19th year of Chongzhen's reign, you massacred Fengyang simply because the Fengyang soldiers and civilians failed to stop Zhang Xianzhong from digging up your ancestral graves!"

"In the 20th year of Chongzhen's reign, you destroyed the Eight Banners and massacred the people of Liaodong and Shenyang. Simply because Liaodong was Qing territory, rebelling against the Ming and surrendering to the Qing was a capital crime!"

"In the 21st year of Chongzhen's reign, you massacred the Yingtian Prefecture because the Yingtian Prefecture had once wanted to establish Zhu Yousong as emperor!"

"The twenty-second year of Chongzhen..."

Amidst Zhou Liang's curses, the brutal massacres and tyrannies were mentioned again:

"You also wantonly massacred the people of Shaanxi and Shu, simply because they were under the control of Li Zicheng and Zhang Xianzhong... and in Yangzhou and Suzhou, simply because the local wealthy merchants had long resisted taxation, you slaughtered these important financial centers of Jiangnan. Millions of ordinary people were slaughtered before they even had a chance to see the Qing troops..."

"In your eyes, all rebels who oppose the Ming Dynasty must be slaughtered by you."

"When an emperor is angry, millions of people die and blood flows for thousands of miles... You have accomplished what King Zhao of Qin couldn't. You are truly an emperor of all times!"

"I've finally figured it out. You're not the Divine Emperor who returned from Heaven, but the King of Hell who crawled out of the underworld! You want revenge on everyone..."

Zhou Liang laughed bitterly and said:
"You're even more abstract than Zhang Xianzhong! There are a hundred Dorgons between you and Li Zicheng!"

"If I had known you would become like this in the future, you should have hanged yourself on that old crooked tree!"

"Now that the people of the world are suffering, yet you still compare yourself to the eternal Sun... You really deserve to be cursed to your face with the words 'When will the time come for us to perish?'"

"Everyone in the world is willing to eat your flesh alive! How dare you continue to be your Divine Emperor in Shuntian Prefecture!"

He cursed for a long time, reeking of alcohol, until...

Snapped!
Suddenly, there was a loud noise, and a group of white-armored soldiers kicked the door open fiercely.

"Traitor Zhou Liang! You've been caught!"

Zhou Liang looked over with no surprise, only to see a man stepping out from among the white-armored soldiers. He was actually a distinguished figure in brocade clothes. He looked down at the shabby scholar lying on the bed and sneered:
"Listen up, traitor Zhou Liang!"

Zhou Liang doesn't care:
"I'm listening."

The man in brocade clothes laughed and said:

"Alright, let me ask you, did you fund the traitors of the [Pig Killing Society]? Don't try to argue. Since we in brocade uniforms are here, we must have evidence. If you surrender now, there might still be a glimmer of hope..."

"Wow! I've been assigned to the Imperial Guard? I'm a poor scholar, what an honor!"

Zhou Liang was not afraid at all, but laughed and said:

"Okay, I admit it, I funded the Pig Killing Society!"

"I'm not only its sponsor, but also its main initiator. It started 38 years ago. Even the name "Pig Killing Society" was given by me."

"For the past 38 years, I not only gave them money, but also taught them to read and write, taught them how to butcher pigs and slay dragons, and taught them new ideas to resist tyranny..."

"I've long wanted to chop off that pig's head from Shuntian Prefecture. For this reason, I've been teaching them for more than thirty-eight years!" Listening to Zhou Liang's completely unpretentious words, the man in brocade clothes' smile gradually faded, and turned into a frown:
"You are like a monk holding an umbrella, lawless..."

Zhou Liang smiled and said:
"You...just mentioned [Monk] and [Lawlessness], right?"

The Jinyiwei's expression suddenly changed, as if a little panicked... After all, since His Majesty the Divine Emperor returned from his rebirth, in order to maintain his supreme authority, he has always been fond of launching literary inquisitions and punishing people severely! The words "monk" and "lawless" just happened to be extended to Emperor Taizu. Once this was put on the scale, it would weigh more than a thousand pounds...

So he quickly changed the subject and shouted:
"Glib tongue!"

"When you enter the prison, I'll see if you're that heroic!"

"Catch him!"

At his command, the white-armored soldiers rushed forward to capture them fiercely.

But Zhou Liang was still laughing, and even more wildly because of the alcohol. After being arrested by the soldiers, he could only be heard chanting:
"I knew at an early age that life is difficult... No, not this..."

As if he had thought of something, the drunk Zhou Liang became serious for once and shouted to everyone:

"Doesn't your Divine Emperor compare himself to the eternal sun? Then I will give him a heartbreaking remark!"

"When the time comes, both you and I will die!"

"You are the reincarnation of Xia Jie!"

After finishing the poem, the old man, with a vicissitudes of life, suddenly looked extremely painful. Soon his head tilted and his whole body gradually went limp...

"he died!"

A soldier sniffed and exclaimed.

The Jinyiwei's face changed and he hurried forward to check and confirmed that the criminal was really dead and died of poisoning!

"Poisoned?"

The Jinyiwei's eyes quickly locked onto the wine cup and jug on the ground, then he smelled the alcohol on the corpse and understood:
This is poisoned wine!

"Oh shit!"

The Jinyiwei gritted his teeth, and a sacred light like the sun rose in his palm, which he placed on the forehead of the corpse in an attempt to save it.

But he still overestimated the strength of his own divine power. After rescuing the corpse for a long time, there was no movement. Instead, he was exhausted and sweating profusely. In the end, he had no choice but to give up...

Looking at the corpse, Jinyiwei couldn't help but curse in his heart:
Don't die in my hands!

This kind of criminal should be handed over to be executed, but now he is dying in my hands. Given the Emperor's temper, if I'm not careful, I'm afraid I'll be in big trouble too!
But while cursing, he couldn't help but think of Zhou Liang's last words just now:

【When the time comes, you and I will both die! 】

This famous saying of the Xia Dynasty people in cursing King Jie of Xia once again echoed on this land, making everyone who heard it think of an impassioned and righteous man.

Combined with the perfect timing of his death, he was definitely an anti-Ming hero worthy of being recorded in history!

"It's a perfect death..."

Jinyiwei muttered to himself:
"It's better to die than to die prematurely, as some people should have died a long time ago..."

The most important thing in a person’s life, besides being born into a good family, is to die at the right time.

The most taboo thing is that the person who should have died turned into an old monster, and in the second half of his life, he destroyed the character he worked hard to establish in the first half of his life...

……

In the 99th year of Chongzhen's reign, the famous anti-Ming society, the Pig Killing Society, which had been active in the Bashu region for 38 years, was discovered by the Ming court. As a result, a large number of its leaders were either captured or executed, including the original founding members and the soul of the society:
"Sir", Zhou Liang!

But the members who escaped will not despair or lose heart because of this. They will only become stronger after learning the painful lesson of the death of their soul leader.

Because where there is oppression, there is resistance!

Even if the enemy is the invincible Ming Emperor, even if he is as eternal and explosive as the sun, those members whose thoughts have been ignited will try their best to extinguish it, even if they are burned to death by the sun.

The days are mourning, and you and I will all perish!

This declaration of the people's resistance to tyranny finally resounded on this ancient land nearly four thousand years later. This time, their enemy was no longer the mortal tyrant who called himself the Great Sun, but a truly cruel god who was above all mortals.

This is a struggle of unequal strength, and also a struggle for survival. The loser will only die.

Either the Emperor dies!
Or everyone will die!
Or, die together!

……

(End of this chapter)