"Squeak",

"Dididi".

The shrill whistle accompanied by the sound of brakes sounded on a not-so-busy street, and a young man with a scruffy beard flew up from the front of the car and slammed into the open space four or five meters away. Pedestrians on both sides of the road hurriedly retreated, looking at the young man lying on the ground from a distance.

The driver of the car slowly opened the door, looked at the young man not far away with a frightened face, and staggered towards the young man lying not far away.

20 minutes later, inside a hospital in the city.

Three people in police uniforms stood in the corridor in front of the operation door, and after a few hours of the lights that represented the end of the operation in the room were extinguished, several medical staff came out of the operating room. One of them, who looked like a leader, walked up to the police and shook his head.

"Death after ineffective resuscitation".

As he said this, two men who looked like nurses pushed out of the operating room a bed that had been dried with white sheets.

"Okay, thank you". One of them, who seemed to be the leading policeman, politely addressed the life who announced the death notice, bowed his head and wrote a few words in the folder in his arms.

Name: Zhu Youxiao

Age: 24

……

……

Relatives: None

Unnatural death.

But there was a black figure floating in the void that I couldn't see for the time being, quietly looking at the front of me.

"Am I going to die?"

"Well, it's better to be dead. What's the point of living alone? ”

Slowly black moaned, feeling more and more tired, and couldn't help but want to close his eyes.

"Your Majesty has a decree, declare that Wang Zhu Youzhen will immediately enter the palace to face the saint."

In an antique room, a young man in a dragon robe was lying on the bed with a pale face, looking like he was about to die at any time.

Beside the young man, there were several middle-aged people who were sweating profusely and were constantly piercing the young man with silver needles, and a person dressed like a palace maid was sending a bowl of ginseng soup into the young man's mouth little by little.

Not far from the young son, a woman in a gorgeous costume was sitting upright. His face was already covered with traces of tears, and his eyes were already red, and he was indeed stubborn not to make a sound.

And farther away from the woman, more than a dozen people of all ages were standing anxiously aside, their faces were very solemn, and they exchanged glances with each other from time to time.

As the minutes ticked by, a little eunuch hurriedly ran gently from the business to the young man lying on the bed.

"Your Majesty, King Xin has arrived at the door."

The pale young man, after hearing the words of the little eunuch, seemed to have some light in his eyes, and his face began to turn red.

"Declare him in."

"Yes", the little eunuch replied softly after hearing the young man's words, and slowly withdrew from the door.

"Brother Zhu Youzhen, meet Your Majesty."

A young man in a python robe was looking at the young man lying on the bed with an anxious look in his eyes.

The young man on the bed looked at Zhu Youzhen who was standing beside him, and smiled with relief.

"Companion, let a few pavilion elders and six Shangshu come here."

The young man on the bed turned his head and said to a man dressed as a eunuch who was standing bent over beside him.

"Yes".

"Your Majesty, may Your Majesty rest in peace and recover soon."

The young man on the bed, after hearing everyone's words, smiled weakly.

"Companion, intended purpose".

"Slaves obey orders".

"The fate of the emperor is not normal, but it is due to virtue.

Therefore, Yao gave Shun, Shun gave Yu, and it was appropriate to do so.

Since I succeeded to the great unification, I have not been able to comfort my ancestors and ancestors, nor have I been able to appease the people of Li, and I have been unable to bring great disasters from heaven.

King Jinxin is the son of the former emperor, the younger brother of the emperor, who respects the heavens and loves the people, the husband and wife are harmonious, respect the brother and love the brother, and the important ministers in the court are praised.

Although it is unknown, dare to Fu Gong's destiny and be virtuous!

Today's heel of the old Tang Yu classics, I can be passed on to the king of letters a hundred years later,

Yong's proclamation is far and wide. ”

The young man on the bed finished his sentence out of breath, and lay down again and breathed heavily.

"Your Majesty is in the prime of life, but he occasionally feels a cold, and he only needs to recuperate with peace of mind to recover", the ministers knelt down in front of the bed.

Although none of them believed that the emperor in front of them would come back to life, they were loyal and polite in front of them.

As for the letter king Zhu Youzhen, he stood in front of the bed with a dull face, although he had just received the holy decree to announce his attack, he should know what was going on, but such a huge thing really appeared in front of him, but he was at a loss.

"Zitong, Zitong".

"Your Majesty......", after the previous woman heard the shouts of the young man on the bed, she walked to the bed in a few steps, held the hand of the young man on the bed and called softly, but the tears couldn't stop falling.

"Zitong, I ......", the young man didn't say anything more, but closed his eyes weakly, and two lines of tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

Maybe he also understood what he was saying now, but it was just weak and pale, it just made the living sad, and the young man exhaled his last breath with infinite melancholy.

The woman couldn't bear it anymore and couldn't stop crying in a low voice. It's just that she didn't dare to cry out loud because she was the queen, the mother of a country, and the mother of the world.

After carefully examining the young man again, several imperial doctors whispered to everyone present.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty has ascended to heaven."

"Your Majesty ......".

Everyone present knelt on the ground and shouted and cried bitterly, all of them burst into tears. Of course, who is really crying and who is fake crying, but I can't tell at all.

"Your Majesty has ascended to heaven".

"Your Majesty has ascended to heaven".

There were constant shouts outside the door, and slowly the sound began to spread outward.

Some of the people who knew that the emperor was not in good health had already been waiting outside the noon gate, and when they heard the sound coming from the palace, they fell to their knees and wept bitterly.

It was only at this moment that I saw a golden light flying from the north and stopping over the palace. The dazzling golden light shrouded the entire capital in gold, and countless people in the capital, dignitaries, and nobles, all went out to look at the sky, and even some people have knelt on the ground to check the direction of the golden light and kowtow, only to be a god descending to earth.

And in the palace, the group of ministers also stopped crying and looked at each other with solemn faces.

After staying for a while, the golden light flew straight towards the room.

The people outside couldn't see what was happening in the room, but the people in the room could see it clearly, and they saw the golden light running directly towards the dead young man on the bed.

After a moment, the golden light subsided.

Everyone looked towards the bed, only to see that the emperor, who had been declared born, actually supported himself with both hands and wanted to get up.

The ministers were stunned and couldn't believe it, and then turned to look at the bed. The minister holding the posthumous photo in his hand looked down at the posthumous photo in his hand, and then looked at the emperor who was struggling to get up, turned his head, and looked at Zhu Youzhen, the king of letters, who was already sluggish and at a loss, with a complicated expression.

The eunuch, who had been called the Great Companion by the young man, was shouting excitedly.

"Your Majesty is the son of the Emperor of Heaven, and he has lived in the world for a long time to rule over all the peoples. Emperor Gu Tian also has a feeling of longing, and he specially used his great magic power to recall His Majesty to recount his family affection, and now he will send His Majesty back, and he will revitalize my Ming Dynasty. ”

"Long live Your Majesty, long live long live".

After finishing speaking, he knelt on the ground, and everyone in the vegetable market was also a quick-thinking person, and they all shouted long live and knelt on the ground.

The voice of the little eunuch outside the door came again, one after another, slowly spreading to the outside of the palace, throughout the capital, and slowly to the entire Ming Dynasty.

Gu Youshiyun:

The Holy Emperor and all the peoples,

Benefiting the world in all directions.

Buwu four seas barbarians,

Reshape the Ming Dynasty for eternity.