At this time, there was an inexplicable tragedy in Qian Sule's eyes.

He believes that he has done nothing wrong, and that he is doing his last bit for the Ming Dynasty, which has been destroyed for two years.

This kind of tragedy is very contagious, Chen Zilong and more than a dozen people who were kneeling on the ground stood up at this time, their eyes were firm, they solemnly saluted Zhu Yihai, and said in unison: "The ministers respectfully ask His Royal Highness the Prison State to be promoted to the throne, that is, the emperor." ”

More than a dozen people spoke in unison, suppressing Zhu Yihai's opposition voice.

Zhu Yihai's face turned pale suddenly, what he wanted at this time was to escape, to escape far away, no longer thinking about the chair in the palace, no longer wanting to supervise the country, and even he didn't even want the prince anymore, he just wanted to escape from this treacherous place and escape from the group of madmen around him.

Yes, at this time, Zhu Yihai felt in his heart that these people in front of him were crazy.

Qian Lesu once again led the ministers to shout: "The ministers once again respectfully ask His Royal Highness the Prison State to ascend to the throne, that is, the emperor's throne. ”

Zhu Yihai was drenched in cold sweat in an instant, and his retreat had been blocked by Qian Sule and others, so he could only turn around and run towards Chengtianmen.

Qian Sule and Chen Zilong's eyes met, and they started at the same time with a firm expression, and walked towards the Chengtian Gate, and the dozen or so officials behind them, with the same awe-inspiring expressions, followed away.

It was a tragic ritual.

Zhu Yihai, who was almost paralyzed, was held up on the dragon chair by the ministers in a coercive way.

Qian Sule and Chen Zilong led the ministers to bow to the ground, "The ministers and others respectfully ask His Royal Highness the Prison State to ascend to the throne three times, that is, the emperor's throne." ”

At this time, the sound of horses' hooves outside the palace and the footsteps of the army came in.

Wu Zheng arrived.

With the "creaking" of the temple door, Wu Zheng's figure appeared at the door of Fengtian Hall (equivalent to Taihe Palace), the palace door was towering, and Wu Zheng's figure was unusually thin.

But no one in the hall dared to despise this figure.

As soon as Zhu Yihai saw this figure, he jumped up from the dragon chair and exclaimed urgently: "Wu Zheng, I don't want to ascend the throne, it's them...... They forced me. ”

The voice was sad and miserable.

And Qian Sule and Chen Zilong pressed forward on the left and right.

Qian Sule said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, please take into account the dignity of the emperor!" ”

"The ministers respectfully ask my emperor to take care of decency!"

Zhu Yihai was stunned, just like that...... Became an emperor himself?

has no year name, no military and civilian worship, and even the dragon robe has not been changed, so he has become an emperor?

What kind of emperor is this?

Looking at Qian Sule and the others who were lying on the ground, Zhu Yihai burst into tears.

He choked up and said, "Zhu Aiqing...... Flat! ”

This voice echoed in the Fengtian Temple, which seemed extremely ridiculous and lamentable...... Tragic!

In Zhu Yihai's bones, there is also the majesty of the Zhu family that has dominated China for 300 years.

At the last moment, Zhu Yihai finally showed the demeanor of an emperor.

Since you can't escape, let's face it, and it's better to die decently than die in humiliation.

Zhu Yihai's legs were trembling, and even his voice was trembling, but he finally stood up and faced Wu Zheng's arrival.

Qian Sule was laughing, and Chen Zilong was laughing.

They heard Zhu Yihai say the sentence "Zhu Aiqing...... flat", and then smiled.

They smiled heartily and brightly, as if they had won.

They felt that it was all worth it.

After more than a dozen officials got up, they all turned around and faced the door of Fengtian Palace, with their right hand supporting the door frame, but Wu Zheng, who did not step into the threshold.

Their expressions were unusually calm, as if they had not thought of what would happen next.

This is a tragedy that is difficult to express in words, Wu Zheng doesn't understand, but he can understand it, if it were him, he would also stand proudly and die.

Wu Zheng didn't enter the door, and kept watching the "performance" of these monarchs and ministers.

Now that the matter has come to an end, why not let this "show" come to a successful end.

Until Zhu Yihai shouted "Zhu Aiqing...... flat", until a dozen officials turned to face them in unison.

Wu Zheng also laughed, not sneering.

No matter how ridiculous these people's ideas and practices are, their spirit makes Wu Zheng dare not laugh.

The Chinese and Han dynasties can be inherited for thousands of years, and it is this spirit that leads the Han people to be immortal.

But Wu Zheng understands that this kind of spirit has been used in the wrong place by them, if it is used against Jianyu, how good it would be!

Wu Zheng began to move forward, step by step, each step was slow, as if his legs were filled with lead.

This is Wu Zheng's tribute to these people and the spirit they have shown.

There was no one behind Wu Zheng, so he crossed the threshold with dignity and walked towards Zhu Yihai step by step.

"Wu Zheng, why don't you kneel when you see Your Majesty?" Qian Sule shouted.

"Wu Zheng, why don't you kneel when you see Your Majesty?" The ministers shouted in unison.

Wu Zheng stopped, turned around slowly, and looked at every face, except for Qian Sule and Chen Zilong, everyone who came into contact with Wu Zheng's eyes involuntarily took a step back.

It is the momentum of the person who controls life and death, and the majesty of the superior.

You don't need to speak, you can make a gesture that can be intimidating.

Wu Zheng raised his foot again, and when he stepped on the steps of the Jinluan Palace, Zhu Yihai finally had the courage and asked loudly: "Wu Zheng, do you dare to look at the king?" ”

Qian Sule and others immediately rushed up.

Wu Zheng shouted in a deep voice: "Stop! ”

Everyone didn't move.

Wu Zheng shook his body slightly and said, "I didn't bring a weapon." But if you force me, don't say anything. ”

In a word, let everyone dare not move again.

Wu Zheng looked at Zhu Yihai and grinned: "Do you come down by yourself, or let me drag you down?" ”

Zhu Yihai opened his mouth and said, "I am the emperor!" You...... Even if you want to kill, you should give me a ...... There's an emperor's decency, right? ”

Zhu Yihai's bearing did not last long.

Being able to sustain it for a moment is already his limit.

Perhaps, this is also the reason why he was unable to lead the Wu Yue Ming people to resist the Qing army in history, and finally went into exile at sea until his demise?

Wu Zheng exaggerated and said, "You are the king of Lu, when did you become the emperor?" Which dynasty are you the emperor? Tens of thousands of troops outside the palace, millions of people, who knows that you are the emperor? Come down, don't be playful, this is not an easy place to sit. ”

These words shocked everyone.

The tragic support, the tragic enthronement, the tragic plan to martyrdom, thinking that he was sacrificing his life for righteousness, and he didn't want to be said by Wu Zheng, it became a joke, a child's play, and a farce.

Don't be playful?

Is this play?

Did anyone play with blood and life?

Qian Sule had an inexplicable anger in his heart, he pointed at Wu Zheng and said: "Your Majesty is a close branch of the royal family, now the clan is withering, Your Majesty's succession is a natural trend, you are a human minister, but you humiliate the king, and the face of the rebel is hateful. ”