New Ming Empire mixed in America

"Long live my Lord, you have been in coma for more than a month now. I am ashamed of my entrustment to the late Emperor..."

In a daze, a low sob sounded in Li Mingqi's ears.

As if he had a nightmare, Li Mingqi's consciousness finally recovered from the moment before the car accident.

But his heavy eyelids and weak body made it impossible for Li Mingqi to move a finger.

"Dad, please keep your voice down. If you alert the barbarians outside, the Regent's disaster will not be far away..."

In the dark corner of the cabin, a sad-looking Liu Erhe reached out and pulled the old man beside him who was sobbing continuously.

Seeing him lying next to the unconscious Long Live Master and constantly blaming himself, Liu Erhe sighed in his heart.

Old Man Liu was still a scholar back then, but unfortunately he offended a steward of a certain county prince's family in the capital, which not only ruined his future but also led to the ruin of his family.

A year ago, he and his son followed the late emperor and the regent to establish a country in anger, but now the father and son...

"Long live the Lord's body is already weak, and the late emperor died early and the country was in turmoil." When Old Man Liu said this, he stretched out his hand to wipe his tears. As if he had not heard Liu Erhe's words, he continued to talk to himself.

"Now the regent is still provoking provocations, leading to the defeat of the army...Long live my Lord, are you awake?"

Seeing Li Mingqi's eyes tremble a few times and then slowly open, Old Liu, who had looked ashen just now, became excited.

Then with a plop, he knelt beside Li Mingqi, who had just woken up and still looked confused, and burst into tears.

"Long live my Lord, please take care of your dragon body. The country is in turmoil now, and if you have any shortcomings... bah bah bah."

Speaking of this, Old Man Liu quickly slapped himself a few times with his hand, and then looked at Li Mingqi with concern. Liu Erhe, who was kneeling next to him, also looked at Li Mingqi with the same look.

Li Mingqi, whose eyes gradually became clearer, felt uncomfortable looking at him.

However, the words "Long Live Lord" and "Sheji" in Old Man Liu's mouth still made his brain unable to react. He knew each word separately, but when they were put together, it was a little weird.

As a promising young man born under the red flag, his understanding of the word emperor is still in the history books.

Looking at the two people kneeling in front of him, no matter how hard Li Mingqi tried to recall, he still had no impression of these two people in his mind.

"Are you...?" In order not to be embarrassed, Li Mingqi could only speak to break the brief silence.

"I am Liu Youcai, the Minister of Rites. Long live my Lord, don't you know me?"

Old Man Liu was full of panic, fearing that Long Live Master would be stimulated by the regent's affairs and hurt his brain.

After carefully looking at the old man who claimed to be the Minister of Rites, Li Mingqi looked strange when he heard the strange statement that he was both a minister and an old slave.

This old man was dressed in tattered robes. His hair, which had not been washed for an unknown amount of time, was piled messily on his head. The left half of his face was swollen, and a clear slap mark was stuck to the swollen flesh.

Finding that the old man just kept trembling and stopped talking, Li Mingqi had no choice but to turn his eyes to the tall and thin man next to him.

Seeing Mr. Long Live looking at him, Liu Erhe also imitated Old Man Liu and introduced himself:

"I... No, it's me. I am Liu Erhe, the commander of the Imperial Guards. How come you don't recognize us, Long Live Lord?"

Although it had been more than a year since the late emperor established the country, Liu Erhe was still a little unaccustomed to his change in status. If it hadn't been for the reminder from the old man Liu beside him, he would have almost lost etiquette in front of Long Live Lord.

After listening to this tall and thin man who claimed to be an imperial guard and, by the way, a commander, Li Mingqi's expression became even more exciting.

Li Mingqi felt that he had met two crazy people and didn't want to deal with them. If they wanted to role-play, just let them go.

After making up his mind to call the police, Li Mingqi looked up at the dark and terrible environment around him.

At first glance, Li Mingqi was a little dumbfounded.

There were no less than a hundred people crammed into the cabin where he was, all of whom were thin and ragged men.

Everyone has a long braid on the back of their head.

The corner where he is lying now is the cleanest and most spacious place here.

Because we were in a corner, with walls on both sides, and a lot of debris piled up in front of us, this corner was like the difference between a presidential suite and a thatched house compared to other places.

In the wooden cabin, you can vaguely see where the shelves should have been, but now they are full of people.

I don't know how long they stayed here, but there was a disgusting smell in the air.

Those people crowded together were indifferent to Li Mingqi's looks, and the numb eyes made him feel chilly in his heart.

Li Mingqi didn't have the ability to observe the emotions of the protagonists in novels. Not to mention the despair, hatred, and expectation in his eyes, he could only see the remaining confusion.

The faint splashing sound in his ears and the constant shaking of his body brought him back to his senses.

"We, are we at sea?" After getting a positive reply from Old Man Liu.

Li Mingqi looked at Liu Erhe and asked, "Is this on a boat?"

Seeing Liu Erhe nodding continuously, Li Mingqi asked the most crucial sentence in a hoarse voice: "Who am I?"

You must know that Li Mingqi's original location was his hometown in Northeast China. The only place closest to his location that can be named and is related to water is the reservoir three kilometers away from his home.

But his current position and his last memory before he fell into coma gave him an unpleasant feeling.

Sure enough, Old Man Liu's answer proved that misfortunes never come singly.

"Long live Lord, please don't scare me. You are our last hope for the Li family in the Ming Dynasty."

Daming?

Your surname is Li?

Could it be...

Could it be that this body of mine was originally a descendant of the Ming Dynasty royal family, and I just hid my name in order to survive?

He had some bad guesses about his current situation. Could it be that he was reborn?

"Am I a descendant of the Ming Dynasty royal family?" Li Mingqi's voice was trembling, and he looked at Old Man Liu and Liu Erhe with three parts of expectation, three parts of fear, and four parts of disbelief.

"Long live Lord, how can you mistakenly identify your ancestors? You...your surname is Li and your last name is Sancai."

"What year is it now?"

"232 years of Chongzhen."

Li Mingqi asked questions quickly, and Old Man Liu answered quickly.

Ah this...

It was okay not to ask. After asking, Li Mingqi became even more confused.

Seeing the confused look on Mr. Long Live's face, Old Man Liu sighed inwardly.

It seemed that the long-lived master was disturbed by the regent's incident, so he added:

"The puppet Qing government did not know the destiny of heaven, and is now called the decade of Xianfeng by the Tatars."

In the tenth year of Xianfeng, the Qing Dynasty was faked?

The tenth year of Xianfeng in the Qing Dynasty?!!!

This is the year when the British and French allied forces burned the Old Summer Palace and signed the Beijing Treaty with Britain, France and Russia respectively!

That is 1860!

Glancing at the two 'important ministers of the country' who were still kneeling on the ground, Li Mingqi couldn't help but twitch the corners of his eyes.

Now he finally remembered something. During the period when China was ruled by the Qing Dynasty, there was never a shortage of people who fought against the Qing Dynasty and restored the Ming Dynasty.

Some were forced to shout the slogan of anti-Qing and Fuming. But most of them were people who used this banner to realize their ambitions.

It seems... I am one of those people.

Ever since the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom raised its flag, one person rebelled against the king almost every day. My title as Emperor of the Ming Dynasty...has been devalued!

Combined with the current environment, all the strength in the body seemed to be drained, and he asked again:

"Are we being sold to the sea?"

Hearing these words, Old Man Liu trembled all over, and his voice became a little sadder.

"Long live my life, my late emperor was betrayed by his traitorous ministers, and now he has traveled far and wide."

After wiping away his tears, Old Man Liu continued to speak:

"Now, Lord Long Live is hunting the United States westward, and the country is in turmoil. Please Lord Long Live, please take care of the body of the dragon, so that you can enhance the prestige of our country."