I founded a heavy industry group in the late Ming Dynasty.

Chapter 001 is actually Song Xianze?

Chapter 001

"Ouch...it hurts so much..."

Chen Ying opened his eyes and found himself bound hand and foot with hemp rope. He struggled desperately, but to no avail, as the knots were tied very tightly.

He looked around and saw that it was a very small room with only a wooden bed and a smelly toilet.

What's going on?

Could it be a kidnapping?

The problem is that Chen Ying is just an ordinary office worker from a rural area. Even if he sells everything he owns, he probably won't be able to scrape together much money.

"You're awake?"

The wooden door opened from the outside, and a woman wearing a light blue cotton dress entered.

She was about twenty-four or twenty-five years old, with a pretty face, but she was extremely tall, and one had to duck to get through the wooden door.

"Who are you……"

Chen Ying experienced a sharp pain in his head, as if a nail had been driven deep into his skull, and a massive amount of fragmented memories flooded in.

Chen Boying was born in April of the 30th year of the Wanli reign (1594). He is currently 21 years old. His father is Chen Youshi and his mother is from the An family. They are hereditary military households of the Ming Dynasty.

Last night, he, Chen Daniu, and Wang Tiezhu sneaked into a wealthy household in Songjiazhuang to steal some food, but they were caught and locked in this room. He cursed Song Yanniang and was given a good beating by her, his head hitting the corner of the table.

When he woke up again, Chen Boying, a military household in the Ming Dynasty, had become Chen Ying, a senior engineer in the 21st century.

"hiss……"

Chen Ying finally realized the crux of the problem. It was the third year of the Tianqi reign, and he was born in the thirtieth year of the Wanli reign. He was twenty-one years old at the time, and the Ming Dynasty would collapse in twenty-one years. At that time, he would be forty-two years old.

At forty-two, Chen Ying was to become a slave of a conquered nation, but he resolutely refused.

Have you thought it through?

Song Yanniang looked at Chen Ying with a serious expression and asked, "Do you want to live or die?"

"What if I want to live? What if I want to die?"

"If you want to live, you'll marry into our Song family. If you want to die, I'll grant your wish right now..."

"Whom should I marry into?"

Chen Yingke didn't feel ashamed of marrying into a family; being able to live off a woman also represented his own strength.

Song Yanniang felt a little guilty: "I..."

Chen Ying sized up Song Yanniang; her figure was so stunning that even a professional model would pale in comparison.

That face is practically a long-legged version of Little Dragon Girl, a national goddess.

Such a beautiful woman, if she lived in later generations, would be something a loser like him would never even dream of.

"Okay, I agree!"

Chen Ying said calmly, "But, asking for a bride price of five hundred taels of silver isn't unreasonable, is it?"

"Are you... obsessed with money?"

"It seems you can't come up with five hundred taels of silver for the betrothal gift. How about we offer three hundred taels?"

"You dare to mock me? You want to die!"

Song Yanniang suddenly stood up and raised her fist.

"They can't even come up with three hundred taels of silver, yet they have the nerve to try and find a son-in-law to live with them?"

Chen Ying smiled faintly and said, "Since you have no money, then marry me. Of course, your dowry will be quite generous!"

Song Yanniang looked Chen Ying up and down suspiciously: "You're not thinking of running away, are you?"

"Run? Only someone with a screw loose would run!"

Chen Ying looked solemnly at Song Yanniang and said, "Being able to marry you is a blessing our Chen family has accumulated over eight lifetimes. Why would I run away? Not only will I not run away, but I will also formally marry you with all the proper betrothal gifts and formal marriage ceremony!"

Hearing this, Song Yanniang's eyes reddened; she was so moved she wanted to cry.

Although she came from a scholarly family and was a twin with her younger brother Song Kangnian, the problem was that Song Kangnian had not grown an inch taller since he was nine years old.

However, at the age of thirteen, she had already grown to five feet eight inches (179.8cm), taller than most women, and even ordinary men.

The social atmosphere in the Ming Dynasty was somewhat similar to that of the Wei, Jin and Southern and Northern Dynasties. Both men and women considered femininity to be beautiful, and no one dared to marry a tall woman like her.

If she came from an ordinary family, she could easily settle for anyone. However, the problem is that her family is well-off, so she's caught between a rock and a hard place.

Ordinary men don't catch her eye, and the men she likes don't like her back. She also doesn't like men who don't mind her tall stature.

And so, Song Yanniang was delayed and is now a 24-year-old spinster.

She was overjoyed to hear that Chen Ying was willing to marry her.

"Is this really true?"

"I, Chen, swear to Heaven that I will willingly and formally marry Song Yanniang as my wife, and if I break my promise, may I be struck by lightning..."

Before Chen Ying could finish speaking, Song Yanniang reached out and covered his mouth: "Chen Lang...no, I believe you...I believe you!"

She was so excited that tears streamed down her face.

Chen Ying was dumbfounded. No way?

These ancient girls are so easy to fool!

"brush……"

A flash of cold light made Chen Ying shudder in fright.

Suddenly, Song Yanniang drew her sword and cut the rope binding his hands.

Chen Ying was startled and broke out in a cold sweat; this woman was really fierce.

"My lord, are you hungry? I'll prepare a meal, but you're not allowed to run away..."

"Don't worry, if I run away, may God punish me..."

"I trust Chen Lang, please wait a moment!"

Song Yanniang turned and walked towards the door, glancing back at Chen Ying one last time.

So lovely.

Although Chen Ying was also sweating, his sweat was different from that of others.

The sweat on other men smelled terrible; it was nauseating.

However, the sweat on Chen Ying's body had a strange smell that inexplicably made her want to move closer.

Chen Ying had no idea what Song Yanniang was thinking. If he did, he would be completely at ease, knowing that Song Yanniang would never escape his grasp for the rest of her life.

This isn't Chen Ying bragging; Song Yanniang's attraction to him was purely physical.

Regardless of gender, once you encounter someone you are physically attracted to, stay away immediately, or you will be heartbroken.

Chen Ying, having been through it all, shared his experience.

Chen Ying came out of the house and carefully observed the Song family compound.

The Song Family Compound is a two-courtyard building, covering an area of ​​about one acre. It is constructed of blue bricks and gray tiles. If this house were located in the capital city of later generations, it would be worth at least several small goals.

He watched as Song Yanniang walked towards the kitchen of the inverted-roof room, and soon smoke began to rise from the chimney.

At this moment, a child stood at the gate of the courtyard. He was dressed in a blue robe and was about 1.3 or 1.4 meters tall. He carried a three-foot-long sword on his back, which looked rather comical.

The child suddenly turned around, revealing an adult's face with a goatee.

and many more,

The Song family?

A dwarf surnamed Song?

Song Hai'er?

Song Xianze?

Could it be... that he was Li Zicheng's strategist, who helped Li Zicheng devise strategies, establish officials to defend the territory, eliminate violence and maintain order, and was thus appointed as the founding general advisor?

"You are... Song Xianze?"

"Who is Song Xianze? I don't know him."

Chen Ying was slightly taken aback, then quickly asked, "Then... what about Song Kangnian?"

"My name is Kang Nian, courtesy name Bo'an!"

"what……"

Chen Ying was dumbfounded. It really was Song Xianze, the top strategist of the Great Shun Dynasty.

Song Yanniang is actually Song Xianze's sister, so wouldn't Song Xianze be his brother-in-law?