However, before that, it is necessary to convince this loyal and courageous subordinate who will not surrender, although they have not yet spoken, but in case any of the blind guys want to die for their country and they don't want to die, it is easy to cause contradictions.

I can't tell them with a sincere face: buddy, let's surrender together, and this minority brother is actually not bad, not only will he not abuse us, but he can also be entertained with delicious food and drink, the so-called meal has meat, and there is wine at the meal. After we play a long trip on the prairie, we can go back to Beijing to sit in a small black house, eat vegetarian food for several years to clear the stomach or something, and then the emperor will be crazy again, and he will take the initiative to demote himself from the emperor to the emperor, and then give you a big official.

It's all to say this now, and it's also shameless, and I can't hang it on my face. After all, he is also an excellent young worker in later generations, so he can't lose his face as soon as he arrives in ancient times, right?

Since you want to survive, you will inevitably return to Jingshi one day, so why don't you do something now? At least give your good brother two sweet dates in advance, then maybe the conditions will be better when he squats in the small black house.

"Do you have pen and paper?" Zhu Qizhen, who had already made up his mind, turned around and asked the middle-aged eunuch beside him.

The middle-aged eunuch was stunned and looked at Zhu Qizhen stupidly. "Your Majesty, the slave didn't bring it." Also, I almost lost my life when I escaped, who still remembers the four treasures of the study, besides, I am a eunuch, not a young man, and I carry those things with me?

"Bring a knife." Zhu Qizhen knew that this time was tight and he couldn't delay, so he stretched out his hand and grabbed the sword in the hand of the head of the guard.

"Your Majesty, no." The head of the guard was stunned for a moment, then fell to his knees with tears streaming down his face. The others all knelt down in unison. In the blink of an eye, Zhu Qizhen, who knew the thoughts of these people, was a little crying and laughing. "Don't worry, I'm not trying to commit suicide, but I'm going to write an edict of succession."

The splitter snatched the knife and lifted the cloak, revealing the bright yellow dragon robe he was wearing, and with a few brushes of the large blade, a large piece of the placket was cut off.

"Edict of succession? ......" Fan Zhong was also stunned, staring blankly at the front of the dragon robe cut off by Zhu Qizhen.

Looking at the placket spread out on the ground, Zhu Qizhen was a little difficult for a while, there is no paper, you can use a cloth bag, no pen, you can use your fingers instead, but there is no ink, you can't spit to write, right?

Zhu Qizhen looked at his fingers, gritted his teeth, and prepared to put the dirty index finger into his mouth, bleed himself, and play a classic scene that often appears in historical dramas: the moment of "Blood Edict".

"Your Majesty, please use the blood of your ministers." The head of the guard was really a confidant, and he quickly understood Zhu Qizhen's difficulties, and very generously lifted a piece of armor on his body, revealing a wound that was still bleeding. Loyal Ministers...... Zhu Qizhen looked at the head of the guard, and couldn't help but feel an urge to burst into tears.

If in the next life, he was hospitalized with appendicitis, and the patient in the next bed had no ink, and he would never take the initiative to dedicate himself, if the girl dared to open her mouth to herself, saying that she wanted to use the blood of her wound to write a love letter to a girl or something, and it would be strange if she was not beaten into a pig's head.

“…… Thank you. Zhu Qizhen knew that if he wanted to be moved, if he wanted to say something that made people cry, it would depend on the timing, at least now was not the moment of the whole Qiong Yao drama, his fingers were dipped in the still warm blood of the wound on the back of the head of the guard, he took a deep breath, and wrote his first edict after traveling to ancient times to become an emperor on the fragment of the dragon robe: the edict of abdication and succession.

Before I crossed, I had to hand over the emperor's throne, who the sister had my sorrow? His heart was dripping blood, and Zhu Qizhen's fingers were trembling with tears in his eyes.

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I have no virtue, I believe in Wang Zhen, and I have the defeat of Tumu Fort, and I am ashamed to see my ancestors, and now I am in trouble...... From then on, I decided to pass on to the emperor's younger brother, Zhu Qiyu...... This short edict was written quickly, and what satisfied Zhu Qizhen was that he not only inherited part of the memory in the original body, but even inherited a lot of his knowledge, otherwise, it would be strange if he wrote a simplified Chinese edict and not let people be regarded as insane madmen.

The signature is naturally Zhu Qizhen's name, and there is a bloody finger print. After writing this short and vernacular blood edict, Zhu Qizhen touched his body for a long time, and finally touched the small seal tied to his waist, and then pressed the seal and blood into this blood edict, and raised his eyes.

"Today, I will definitely not be able to escape, you listen to me first. Now, I have fallen outside, and the Ming Dynasty can do without me, but not without the emperor, so someone must bring this blood edict back to Beijing. From now on, I am no longer the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, and the emperor of the Ming Dynasty is my younger brother Zhu Qiyu. Zhu Qizhen looked at the dozen or so people in front of him, and said word by word.

Everyone was choking, even Fan Zhong was crying like a child, and Zhu Qizhen, who was pretending to act, couldn't help but feel sour, thinking about it, he just crossed over and became the emperor, but he changed hands and gave the emperor away, there are indeed some two, but no, comrades.

Today's big stride back is for the big stride forward in the future, Zhu Jianshen, the son of Comrade Zhu Qizhen, is now just a little fart child who has not been weaned at about two years old, in this kind of Ming Dynasty is in the survival of life and death, there is a crisis of changing the dynasty, passing the throne to a little fart child who doesn't know anything, which has always been happy to fight with the emperor The famous Ming civil official group will listen, and the toad lying in the mud pond can also eat swan meat.

Therefore, Zhu Qizhen will not be stupid enough to take such a risk, but decided to follow the original historical trend and directly give up the position to his younger brother Zhu Qiyu, at least he can win the favor of some ministers and his younger brother.

After all, I only have a general understanding of the history of the Ming Dynasty, so I should be cautious and follow the original historical trend for a while.

"General Fan, I'm afraid this matter can only be entrusted to you." Zhu Qizhen looked left and right, and finally solemnly delivered this blood edict to Fan Zhong's hands, and of course, the half bag of clear water was also taken from the eunuch's hands and handed to Fan Zhong's hands together.

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ps: The second update, in fact, the editor asked me to upload it on Tuesday or Wednesday, but in order to take care of everyone, I started uploading it today.