When the thick twilight once again obscured the sky of the Forbidden City, the Forbidden City was filled with fiery red lanterns early, illuminating the Forbidden City with bright lights. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

However, the outside of Miyagi is forbidden by nine gates, and the soldiers are numerous. The palace walls of the Forbidden City, as well as the walls of the capital, were already full of soldiers with bright iron armor and full of swords and guns, staring at everything inside and outside.

In the former majestic and solemn Forbidden City, there was a thick depression at this time, and every walking palace person seemed to be deliberately lightening their steps, as if there was a terrifying monster hidden in the depths of the palace, as if they were not careful, they would choose people to devour.

And this monster is undoubtedly Zhu Houzhao, the emperor of the Ming Dynasty for more than 40 years.

The night wind blows through the walls of the palace, swaying the dead wind on the porch from side to side, as if it is going to be extinguished at any time.

is also like the life of Zhu Houzhao, who finally returned to the Forbidden City.

Zhu Houzhao is a rare Ming Emperor who survived the age of fifty after Taizong.

But just when Zhu Houzhao crossed the 50th mark and was "ambitious" about to sprint towards the year of Jiazi, he suddenly fainted when he was reviewing the chapter in the leopard room.

This dizziness is not waking up for three days!

Looking at the helpless imperial doctors, such as the palace people who mourned the concubine, the tearful queen mother, and the army that suddenly filled the capital, as well as the carriages that came and went in a hurry, everyone knew that the great tomorrow "Zhu Houzhao" may not be "good" anymore.

There was a mourning in the harem, and Empress Dowager Zhang's face had been gloomy for several days, and the whole person was obviously much haggard.

Zhu Zaikai, the prince of the East Palace, was urgently recalled to Beijing by 800 miles, and now he is still on his way to come day and night.

The Ming Dynasty cannot be left without an owner for a day, and everyone hopes that the prince can meet his father for the last time.

Just after the hour, Zhu Houzhao, who had been in a coma for three days, finally woke up leisurely.

"The emperor is awake, the emperor is awake," the palace people who were waiting on the side cried out with joy, and then a large number of people came in the dormitory.

The imperial doctor hurriedly stepped forward, gently checked Zhu Houzhao's face, and cut the pulse, although he didn't say anything, but he didn't speak, it was the biggest truth!

Zhu Houzhao didn't say anything more. But I know it better than anything else.

The night before his father died, how similar was the situation to today?

Several auxiliary ministers of the cabinet hurriedly went out with the imperial doctor, and came back after half a salary, although they still looked calm, but after being the emperor for so many years, Zhu Houzhao did not understand the habits of his courtiers.

Looking at Shoufu Xia Yan's slightly trembling hands, you can see that the hearts of these henchmen and ministers are not as calm as they seem.

Empress Dowager Zhang sat beside her son and wept silently. Her husband has been gone for many years, and now her son is leaving her?

"Queen Mother, don't worry, you are also old, you have to take care of yourself, the prince is still young, and you still need your help him!" Zhu Houzhao reluctantly squeezed out a smile and comforted his mother.

"Has you arrived?" Zhu Houzhao opened his mouth with difficulty, and the personal eunuch next to him hurriedly stretched out his ears, and then repeated loudly.

"Your Majesty, the crown prince is coming day and night, it should be soon!" The eunuch on the side immediately whispered back.

Zhu Houzhao waved his hand weakly, indicating that he understood. It took a long time to save up enough strength and whispered: "Queen Mother, and Aiqing, you all go down!" I want to rest for a while, and I'll tell you when the prince comes! ”

Zhu Houzhao knew that he might not be able to hold it anymore!

The great trip is imminent, and his life has come to an end. In this life, he has been ridiculous, proud, lost, and afraid, he has enjoyed the most extreme glory and wealth in the world, his words can determine the life and death of countless people, but in the face of death, it turns out that there is no difference between the emperor and the common people!

Zhu Houzhao didn't want to die yet, he once thought that he was going to die, he died unclear, and after his death, he would have a mediocre reputation. But that time, the real protector of the country suddenly appeared in front of him like a divine soldier, saved himself, and let himself sit in the country for nearly 20 more years.

But this time, the real person who protects the country probably won't appear again!

I remember that the real person who protects the country once told me that between the country and immortality, there is a reason between the fish and the bear's paw.

The king of a country is already the most rich in the world. If you are greedy, you will spend countless national funds and fall into a notoriety, and you can only be like the moon in the water and the flowers in the mirror, and in the end, your hands will still be empty.

Emperor Qin, Han Wu, Tang Sect and Song Ancestors, these Ming monarchs still can't see through, why didn't Zhu Houzhao ever think about it?

Zhu Houzhao originally only hoped to live past the age of forty, even if he succeeded. When he was over forty, he was dreaming of fifty and fulfilled his dream of fifty, and Zhu Houzhao was wondering if he could live past sixty?

But sixty still can't live after all, and I can't pass this level!

Zhu Houzhao sighed imperceptibly, and tears couldn't stop flowing.

When a man is about to die, his words are good, and when a bird is dying, his song is also mourning. In his long imperial career, Zhu Houzhao finally learned that joy and anger are invisible. He has learned to hide himself deep behind that magnificent crown, so that no one can guess his thoughts and criticize his actions.

But in this huge empty palace, what is the need for a person who is about to die to hide his vulnerability, his fear of death?

"It would be nice if I could live forever like an immortal master," Zhu Houzhao thought to himself. But I also know that it is impossible.

Speaking of the Protector of the Immortal Master, Zhu Houzhao remembered the "culprit" that caused him to faint this time - a piece of music. A secret book of the secret play of the imperial history of the new section. And this secret book is about the real person who protects the country and his Xuanguang concept, and even the entire Taoist and Buddhist families.

Zhu Houzhao didn't believe that a small newcomer to the imperial history could come up with such detailed information to explain his own views. Without the acquiescence or instruction of the big man in the dark, a small Yu Shi'an dared to speak so fiercely, and pointed directly at the land immortal protector who thought that he could be called the "important weapon of the country", as well as the sect behind him and even all the religious sects of the Ming Dynasty.

Theocratic? Or is it kingship?

The Son of Heaven comes from God? Or was it just a hoax in the first place?

The emperor needs to prove that his authority comes from above. The golden words that prove themselves are all in accordance with the will of God, but they do not need an existence that they cannot control, or even reach, to threaten the imperial power itself at all times.

Even if this being itself has no intention of competing with itself!

Don't think, as long as you have the ability to think, it's enough!

A piece of music, full of words. is nothing more than telling Zhu Houzhao that the influence of Lichen and his Xuanguang view is too great, and sooner or later it will become a problem in the heart of the Ming Dynasty. Even if there is no opposition now, who knows if there is?

"Unwarranted" is not unique to the former Song Dynasty, and there are not one or two meritorious heroes and powerful ministers who were killed by the emperor. It's not that those heroes who are highly meritorious are really rebellious, but they have the ability to rebel and kill the king and seize the throne.

This is not a transfer by the will of the emperor himself, but the position of the throne is too high and too heavy. It's so heavy that you can't go up or down, and it's so high that only a lonely person remains.

And the emperor himself is in power, killing and taking away the lives of the world. Of course, there is a natural fear of everything that is not under your control.

Undoubtedly, this book evokes the instinct of Emperor Zhu Houzhao, an instinct to act to preserve his imperial power—to stifle all threats, whether they hurt him or not, or whether they are simply benevolent to him.

There is no right or wrong, the very nature of power itself determines everything.

As Zhu Houzhao himself, he can admire the dust very much, and envy the existence of being able to fly away and live forever.

But as an emperor, he definitely won't like someone he can't control.

Moreover, with the fact that the dust entered Beijing several times, he instigated civil and military struggles, and instigated the game between imperial power and vassals. Boosted the Ming Dynasty to start a new round of expansion, and the influence of Taoism Bunsheng is also increasing day by day, faintly to the point that it can influence the world.

This can't help but make Zhu Houzhao frightened and even guarded.

Maybe Lichen will be a person who wants to cultivate the righteous fruit and soar in the daytime, but what about after the dust rises?

Even after all the current disciples of the dust have left, will the descendants of Xuanguangguan still be able to maintain the relationship with the royal family so well and resolutely stand on the side of the imperial power?

This Imperial Historian has succeeded!

He didn't knock over the Daomen that had been faintly helping the imperial power all along, but let Zhu Houzhao vomit blood and faint first.

So much so that Zhu Houzhao, who was no longer in good health, came to the edge of the big line.

Zhu Hou had a lot of thoughts in his mind, but his mind was just a flash of thought.

Both the Dao and Buddha gates need to be contained, and they need to be balanced. This is the minimum understanding of an emperor. But who will contain it, who will balance it, and who will be the executioner when things can no longer be treated peacefully?

Zhu Houzhao shook his head, the prince is still too young, although he is much stronger than himself back then. But his relationship with Daomen and Xuanguangguan is constantly cut, and the relationship between him and Xuanguang Guan is undoubtedly the reason for the prince's hands and feet.

I'm dying, shouldn't I be the villain myself? To replace the crown prince himself, and to cut off the existence of this possible crisis for the future emperors?

Zhu Houzhao thought a lot...

Before people die, they will always unconsciously begin to recall their own lives.

It's just that Zhu Houzhao suddenly discovered that in his own life, the real person who protects the country has unknowingly participated so much and affected him for so long.

From the first time he took Yunhua to enter the Beijing Division, he took over an indissoluble fate with him. Later, he helped him again and again, and he finally got rid of the clamps of civil officials and realized his long-standing dream.

I can now go to heaven to face Taizu Taizong and his father and say loudly: I am now the emperor who recovered the homeland of the Han and Tang Dynasties and opened up thousands of miles of rivers and mountains.

Thinking of this, Zhu Houzhao's heart, which was still cold just now, suddenly swelled with warmth, and Zhu Houzhao remembered the scenes after scenes where he got along with Chen. The real people who protect the country have rescued their father and son again and again, and they have carefully taught their sons, how can they bear to turn their faces to each other?

At this moment, Zhu Houzhao must hope to see the dusty side again.

This time it's not to prolong your life, but to give yourself an answer.

"Is the prince back?" Zhu Houzhao unconsciously fell asleep again, and when he woke up, it was already cold. Zhu Houzhao felt that his body seemed to be better, and he finally regained some strength, so he forcibly supported himself and asked the eunuch waiting outside.

"Your Majesty, it's almost here, it's almost there, the prince will definitely come as soon as possible." As an old eunuch who has lived in the palace for more than forty years, Hong Jing is used to seeing life and death in the palace, when he found that Zhu Houzhao suddenly became refreshed now, and his face even used a red tide, as if he had recovered his health, and suddenly tears couldn't help but gush out, but he didn't dare to let the emperor see his tears, so he could only bury his head deep in the ground and replied in a low voice.

"Oh! Then I'm waiting, waiting! When Zhu Houzhao heard this, he slowly lay down again, but when he came to the pillow, he suddenly commanded again: "Go and spread my will, and burn all the pieces that I didn't finish reading that day!" The imperial history Fang Congzhe, Ye Xianggao immediately dismissed his post and never used it, and ordered Wang Xijue to be a minister. Go right away".

Zhu Houzhao gave an order, and lay on the bed with a bitter smile.

I'm really not a qualified king!

But since I'm dying, I should be able to be willful again!

I don't know if he will blame himself when he sees his father in heaven?

As for the protector of the country, I am leaving, since you know the heavenly opportunity, why don't you come to see me when I am about to go to the capital?

Do you live up to me? How can I bear you?

As for the future, where can you and I worry about it?

I'll go first, and after you, you will also fly to become an immortal.

I don't know if I won't be an emperor in the next life, can I have this immortal fate, and I can be like Yunhua and them, worship under your door, and learn the way of the immortals?

The rooster crowed three times, and the world was white, and the dust woke up from the meditation again. Looking around, there seems to be nothing wrong with it except for the extraordinary tranquility of the early morning, why do you always feel uneasy in your heart, and wake up from your meditation again and again?

Lichen got out of bed, looked at Chaoyun outside the broken window, and suddenly took out six copper coins and threw them on the ground.

Ding Ding Ding... Six crisp sounds of copper coins striking stone slabs sounded in a row. The six copper coins were quickly settled.

The hexagram is out!

Kun is shocked and shaken, five yin and early yang. This is the twenty-fourth hexagram of Zhou Yi: the compound hexagram. The implication is that the cycle goes back and forth, but there is also an explanation that the unity is renewed, and everything is renewed.

This is undoubtedly a good hexagram, if the dust is counted as oneself.

But Lichen's face turned pale in an instant, and a thick sadness suddenly surged into his heart.

"Taiyi immeasurably seeks to save the suffering Tianzun!" The dust looked at the rising sun in the sky and bowed deeply.

An era is coming to an end, and a new era is about to begin!

The day dawned, the old day finally ended, and a new day was coming. Lichen should have been very happy, but why was his heart really full of sadness.

Is it for the old man who is about to leave?

"Perhaps, I should send him off!" Lichen whispered to himself at the rising sun.