Zhu Youzhen didn't sleep very well this night, and he had several dreams in a row, and the scenes of his past and present lives were staged together.

One moment I dreamed that I was sitting on the Jinluan Palace, another I dreamed that I had returned to the compound of the agency, and another I dreamed that I had sunk to the bottom of the sea with a cruise ship.

After a cold sweat, Zhu Youzhen woke up, watched the sky getting brighter outside, simply stopped sleeping, and quietly waited for this historic day to come.

Sure enough, not long after, a little eunuch walked in with a copper basin, and saw Zhu Youzhen sitting on the bed, hurriedly put down the copper basin, and knelt on the ground to ask for peace.

With the help of the little eunuch, Zhu Youzhen finished washing, changed into a set of mourning clothes, and then went to the Qianqing Palace to guard the spirit.

When I came to the Qianqing Palace, I saw that the beautiful woman from yesterday was kneeling in front of the coffin of the Emperor of the Apocalypse.

At this time, Zhu Youzhen remembered that this was his sister-in-law, the empress of the Emperor of the Apocalypse: Zhang Yan.

"Brother meets the queen." Zhu Youzhen bowed and saluted.

Zhang Yan looked up at Zhu Youzhen, saw that there was no one around, got up and walked towards Zhu Youzhen.

"Don't eat the food in the palace."

The shell teeth opened lightly, and the room was full of incense, and before Zhu Youzhen could react, the woman returned to the coffin.

Zhu Youzhen looked confused, and just wanted to step forward and ask her why? A voice sounded right behind him.

"The slave maid meets the queen and the king."

Zhu Youzhen was stunned for a moment, and when he turned around, he saw a man in his fifties bending down to salute, and he immediately trembled.

This is the famous nine-thousand-year-old Wei Zhongxian.

Zhu Youzhen also remembered at this time that the man he saw after waking up yesterday was this goods.

"Nine thousand years old is such a big shelf, as soon as Your Majesty goes, I don't know how to bow down when I see this palace."

Before Zhu Youzhen could speak, that nice voice came again.

"The old slave knelt on his leg for a long time yesterday, and he was a little unwell at this time, and he hoped that the mother would atone for his sins."

Wei Zhongxian arched his hand at Zhang Yan with a smile on his face.

"Humph!"

Zhang Yan didn't say much, snorted lightly, and twisted her head.

Zhu Youzhen knew that the Empress of the Emperor of the Apocalypse and Wei Zhongxian did not deal with each other, but he didn't expect it to be so ineffective, and it reached the point of being hard in person.

Aren't the big people who manipulate power and conspiracy all harmonious on the surface and behind their backs?

Could it be that he has been a staff member for more than 20 years in vain, and the fighting methods of the Ming Dynasty are different from what he thought.

"Your Highness, take a step to speak."

Wei Zhongxian's words pulled Zhu Youzhen's thoughts back to reality.

Zhu Youzhen was stunned, looking at the smiling eunuch in front of him, instinctively distrusting him, this thing won't hold back anything bad.

Zhu Youzhen reached out and touched the pistol on his waist, and then nodded.

"Your Royal Highness, several palace maids in the harem are pregnant, and they are indeed dragon species, the slave maid asks His Royal Highness to supervise the country first, and then make a decision after the prince is born."

Zhu Youzhen almost didn't fall in one breath when he heard this, and coughed violently twice, this thing really didn't hold back any good fart.

Zhu Youxiao has no children, Zhu Youzhen knows, otherwise it would not be his turn to succeed to the throne of the unlucky King Xin.

Wei Zhongxian said at this time that eighty percent of the dragon species is the wild seed of whose family, maybe it is his son's, this old man probably wants to learn from Lu Buwei.

I can't bear this matter, if I really let Wei Zhongxian's treacherous plan succeed and get a tanuki to be the prince, let alone supervise the country, it is estimated that my life will not be guaranteed.

Moreover, Zhu Youzhen remembered that Zhu Youxiao told himself before he died, "My brother should be Yao Shun", and Queen Zhang and the British Duke were present at that time, how could the duck in his hand let him fly again.

"Nine thousand years old, this matter 。。。。。。"

Zhu Youzhen was about to speak, but Zhang Yan took the lead.

"Nine thousand years old, the first emperor passed on the throne to the king, the palace was present at the time, but at this time you want to go against the will of the first emperor, what do you mean?"

"Niangniang, the first emperor does have an heir, for the first emperor's plan, you can first let the king of Xin supervise the country, wait for the prince to be born, and then make a decision is not too late, the first emperor has the spirit in the sky, if he knows that his heir has inherited the throne, he will definitely agree."

Wei Zhongxian was aggressive and tough, Zhang Yan was speechless for a while, and she was speechless in a hurry.

Seeing this, Zhu Youzhen shook his head, this queen is too hard, it is estimated that she has suffered the loss of this old eunuch, and she has to go out on her own in this matter, and the reputation of the old fritter is not covered.

"Nine thousand years old, is there a precedent in history for what you said?"

When Wei Zhongxian heard this, he was stunned for a moment, but after many years of ups and downs, he quickly reflected it.

"Although there is no precedent in history, it is not impossible to try it for the first emperor."

"Okay, the precedent is not shown for the time being, you let the country be imprisoned alone, but the country has no king, who is the country alone, can this matter be in accordance with the law of etiquette?"

"Of course, it's for the first emperor to supervise the country."

"Where is the first emperor?"

"The first emperor, the first emperor, the first emperor has a spirit in the sky." Wei Zhongxian was speechless for a while, and popped out such a sentence, and then felt that it was inappropriate, and hurriedly said: "The first emperor has an heir. ”

"Oh? The fact that the first emperor had an heir was unheard of, and the queen must have never known about it, is this true? Can it be recorded in the notes on the living of the first emperor? When did those palace maids enter the palace, where were the deacons, and when was the first emperor lucky, can there be a record in the list of palace envoys? Can the nobles of the palace stewards know about this? ”

Facing Zhu Youzhen's repeated questions, Wei Zhongxian's head began to sweat, when did this King of Faith become so sharp, it wasn't like this before.

Zhu Youzhen looked at Wei Zhongxian, who was dazed, and smiled secretly in his heart: Sample, buddy has done an audit before, and the accounts are consistent with the truth, and the accounts are consistent with the truth, and you don't understand this rough billet, a few pregnant women from outside the palace in the blue sky and day want to lie to me, but there is no door.

Just when Wei Zhongxian was speechless, a group of officials with birds and beasts embroidered on their chests came in Hulala, and the person headed by Zhu Youzhen knew him, and the British public Zhang Weixian had just met a few days ago.

Eight zhang away, Zhu Youzhen was about to say hello, but he heard a terrible cry, and suddenly the whole group of officials began to cry in various tones.

Well, this mourning posture directly shocked Zhu Youzhen, in terms of acting skills, he is definitely not the opponent of these well-dressed beasts.

Zhu Youzhen knelt quietly to the side, waiting for the group of people to finish performing.

Half an hour later, when Zhu Youzhen was drowsy, the surroundings suddenly fell silent.

"Your Highness, please inherit the throne of the Great Unification."

Zhu Youzhen hurriedly opened his sleepy and hazy eyes, and saw that the group of well-dressed beasts were all kneeling in front of him, led by the British public Zhang Weixian.

This Englishman is really a character, yes, a loyal minister.

Zhu Youzhen looked at these officials in front of him with fixed eyes, some of them knew it, some of them didn't, but it didn't matter, they would know it in the future, and if they could stand on their side at this time, these people should still be able to use it in the future.

Zhu Youzhen glanced at it twice, and found that Wei Zhongxian's goods were still standing there, and his eyes immediately widened, staring at Wei Zhongxian's eyes.

Wei Zhongxian was surprised by the actions of these courtiers and nobles at this time, and he had not yet realized that he stood out from the crowd, so he quickly knelt down at Zhu Youzhen's unfriendly gaze at Shang Zhu at this time.