There are so many delicate rivers and mountains, leading countless heroes to bend their waists!

How many dry bones of the deer were buried under a supreme dragon chair in the world, and how many people did not hesitate to raise a butcher's knife to cut their loved ones under an emperor's crown. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The throne is tempting, and the succession of the throne is dangerous.

When there is a brief vacuum of supreme power, it is the time when it can most affect the hearts of careerists who are about to move.

Zhu Jaekai is a crown prince who has been canonized since he was a child, and has the undoubted right to inherit the throne. Zhu Houzhao shouldn't have been so worried,

But I'm not afraid of 10,000, I'm afraid of what if.

It's about the country, and it's also about a father's wish to see his son for the last time before he was temporary. No matter what, Zhu Houzhao wants to hold out until the moment when the prince arrives...

For a whole day and night, every time Zhu Houzhao woke up, he would ask, "Has the prince arrived?" Then he fell into a deep slumber.

And Empress Dowager Zhang hadn't closed her eyes for a long time, sitting on the edge of the emperor's bed, looking at her son who was still struggling to support, tears flowed non-stop.

Empress Dowager Zhang was really distressed. Watching his son wake up shorter and shorter and longer asleep, he knew that Zhu Houzhao had really run out of oil and dried up. What supports him is only a father's love for his son, and an emperor's responsibility to his ancestors.

Empress Dowager Zhang doesn't know how long her son can last, and now she is looking forward to her grandson's arrival as soon as possible, so that the inheritance of the Ming Dynasty will not be bad, but also afraid that after her grandson arrives, the breath in her son's chest will immediately disappear and leave her immediately.

For the first time, Empress Dowager Zhang hated why she had to live so long, so that she had to experience this heart-wrenching pain of losing her child.

Just when Empress Dowager Zhang was secretly crying in the emperor's bedroom, and the ministers inside and outside the hall were anxiously waiting, no one knew that Emperor Zhengde had come to a fairyland.

"It's your turn, it's your turn! Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, Poor Dao hurriedly hurried more than a thousand miles, just to play chess with His Majesty, how could His Majesty be so inattentive? "There was a mist of mist, and in the fairyland of the Golden Palace Qiongshu, in addition to Emperor Zhengde, there was also a young Taoist priest in Taoist costume playing chess with the emperor. When the young Taoist priest saw that Emperor Zhengde had just arrived here, he took care of enjoying the surrounding scenery of the immortals, and he didn't care about playing Go, and knocked on the chessboard very dissatisfied.

"This is also the last chess sentence in my life! In this case, why rush to finish, wouldn't it be better to see the beautiful scenery of the fairy family around here? Although Zhu Houzhao said this with a smile, the loneliness and sadness in his expression could not be hidden.

Oh, yes! Who wants to die if it is possible? If it were possible, who would be able to give up this picturesque country, the supreme throne?

It's just that life and death are decided, and the dust can come all the way to pull his soul here, in order to avoid the arrest of the ghost and give the prince a little more time to rush back, which is already the last friendship of his own send-off.

Lichen himself still doesn't dare to say that he lives with Tianqi and is immortal, how can he save Zhu Houzhao, whose longevity has ended?

Now the ghosts sent by the underworld are still looking for them in the palace, but Zhu Houzhao's soul has already been drawn to this illusory sea one step ahead, how can a few small ghosts be found?

The king of Hades told people to die on the third watch, how could he keep people until the fifth watch?

But it also depends on whether there are people with great powers to intervene, after all, a few small yin errands, relying on the documents of the underworld, can enter the palace, it can be seen that the ability is really chattering, and the dust is now interfering, even if the yin knows it, what can it do? But the rules of heaven are the rules of heaven after all, and it is inevitable that the dust will explain to Yin Cao in the future, and the dust will admit this loss-making transaction, just to fulfill Zhengde's wish.

Lichen hopes to help Zhu Houzhao drag it out, drag it to Zhu Zaikai and rush to the palace, go to see Zhu Houzhao for the last time, complete the inheritance of the Ming Dynasty, and complete the life and death of father and son without leaving any regrets.

Even if it's just a little involved, with the dust now covered in lice, I don't care about one or two more!

"I have no chance in this life, I don't know if I will be lucky enough to worship under the real person in the next life, and enter the mountain gate to cultivate the wonderful law?" Zhu Houzhao stared at the chessboard absentmindedly, and hesitated for a long time before he mustered up the courage to ask.

"The cycle of life and death, what a big deal, I don't know why in this life, how can I talk about the next life?" Lichen shook his head, not without loneliness.

The dust is not prevaricating, it is really a matter of reincarnation involving the fundamental laws of the Heavenly Dao, where is the dust that can peek into one or two?

"Oh! Yes, I am too greedy, it is a great fortune to have the life of the Son of Heaven in a lifetime, and to enjoy the wealth of the world, and An can seek the fate of immortals in the next life. Zhu Houzhao smiled reluctantly.

Lichen smiled and didn't speak. It was as if he was bent on the chessboard, and he didn't care about Zhu Houzhao's self-pity. In fact, how could he want to interrupt the fantasy of a dying man. But those who cultivate the Tao do not take their promises lightly, and they will keep their promises. How can you cope with things that you can't do by yourself?

Nine times out of ten, life is unsatisfactory, although the cultivators have the ability that ordinary people do not have, but they are still the same as those who have the helplessness of the world.

In a game of chess, neither Lichen nor Zhu Houzhao put their minds on it, and walked step by step. Until Chen suddenly frowned, sighed helplessly, and sprinkled all the white clouds in his hand on the chessboard and said slowly: "Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!" Your Majesty, Poor Dao admits defeat."

Zhu Houzhao was stunned for a moment when he heard this, then he understood, smiled bitterly, and said in a tone similar to goodbye: "Yes!" The real person can help me has already helped, the king of Hades ordered the third watch to die, then he will keep people until the fifth watch, the real person has violated the rules of heaven for me, can be dragged back to the palace, so that I can see my son again, I am already satisfied. Now that goodbye is imminent, I will soon be gone, but there is one sentence that I still want to know an answer."

Hearing this, he smiled, Zhu Houzhao still couldn't give up his country after all. But does this also mean that Zhu Houzhao is already a qualified emperor, and Jiangshan Sheji has become the top priority in his heart, even if he is temporary?

Lichen smiled and promised: "Your Majesty can rest assured that before the poor path soars, the Dao Gate should be fine, and after the poor Dao soars, it should be even more fine, after all, the two sects of Buddhism and Taoism are all born teachings, and it is not appropriate to interfere in the government affairs, not to be too polluted with red dust, and not to have a dream of heaven on earth." Your Majesty can rest assured. ”

"I, I thank you very much" Zhu Houzhao heard this, and his heart was relieved. With Chen's promise, he finally got the last thing on his mind, and now he can finally hand over Jiangshan Sheji to his son without worry, just like his father handed over Jiangshan Sheji to himself back then.

It's just that his father was more worried about himself before the temporary emperor, but he was better than his father. Zhu Houzhao believed that his son was still a good emperor and a qualified king.

At least I'm much more mature than I was back then.

Zhu Houzhao couldn't help but smile bitterly when he thought of this, and then he remembered the person he was about to leave. Immediately learned to look at the dust and said: "Houzhao, I have always regarded real people as relatives, and real people have rescued me several times, but Houzhao has nothing to repay." Only the real person road is passed, and the immortal life is boundless! ”

"Taiyi Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!" said goodbye to the dust, and then with a slight wave of his big sleeves, the entire environment disappeared without a trace in an instant, and Zhu Houzhao's soul returned to his body in an instant.

As soon as Zhu Houzhao opened his eyes, he saw that although his son was already tired and tired, he was still quietly waiting by his side.

Looking at his son's young face, thinking about himself, Zhu Houzhao smiled, sighed slightly, waved his hand, and said, "The Queen Mother, there is still the prince left, and the rest of the people should step down!" ”

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When the dust stood above the clouds and saw the last ray of sunlight disappear, the bell in the Forbidden City suddenly rang, and then the cry resounded throughout the palace in an instant...

Lichen was shocked, and his face was solemn and he said in the direction of Miyagi: "Taiyi is immeasurable to find a voice to save the suffering Tianzun!" After a long time, he got up and rode the clouds, and turned away silently.

Taoism is noble because life is precious, and this life is not perfect, how can we talk about the next life?

Zhu Houzhao's era finally came to an end in a cry and the sound of bells, just like the sunset that had just set, even the last afterglow was gone.

Lichen had just said goodbye to an old man, and was driving the clouds, slowly drifting towards the south with the starlight above his head, but he had just walked halfway, and suddenly changed his lonely look, and suddenly shouted "good courage" with an iron face.

"The divine soldiers are urgent, as I will, punish the evil and keep the right, the yin and yang are subverted, and the urgency is like the law, edict!" Lichen pinched his hands suddenly, and a talisman rose into the sky, and before he had time to clear his figure, he flashed suddenly, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Almost at such an instant, thousands of miles away in Hangzhou Yizhuang, a talisman suddenly fell from the sky, straight towards the back door of Yizhuang, in an instant of golden light, a small phantom in the golden light revealed the figure, but was fixed in place, no matter how the ghost figure opened its teeth and claws, the body was already unable to move.

"There are really such bold people in the world who kill themselves!" At the same time, thousands of miles away above the clouds, Lichen frowned and muttered, but his face was as ugly as ever. And the "slow" cloud head was also instantly replaced with a flying sword, and the dust was like a streamer that cut through the sky in an instant.

"How is it possible, how is it possible?" In a mourning hall in Hangzhou City, a middle-aged Taoist in a Taoist robe looked at the small Shentai in front of him stupidly, looking at the life lamp that suddenly went out on the Shentai, and jumped up with a miserable face in an instant, turning straight in a hurry, and his mouth kept chattering.

"Mage, mage, what's wrong with you, what's wrong!" There is also a rich face in the mourning hall, originally just sitting quietly behind the mage to watch the excitement, a mage suddenly jumped up, his face changed greatly and he was confused, he kept turning in circles, and he said unclear words in his mouth, and he immediately became anxious, ran to the mage, grabbed the sleeve of the mage's robe and asked.