Emperor Hou Kashiwahara was captured by the Ming Dynasty and taken into the Beijing Division, and he was not mistreated along the way, as the king of the dead country, he also had a place in this hall, but he sat there, looking at Zhu Houzhao, who was high above the emperor and very powerful, and compared his own sorrow, Emperor Hou Kashiwahara really had a feeling that people had to die more than people, and goods had to be thrown away.

Everyone is the monarch of the same country, look at the great emperor who has made a word, and the eight directions have surrendered to the worship of all nations, and then look at the emperor of a country, the order can't even get out of Kyoto City, and even the body of the former emperor can't be buried so that the body is parked and rotten.

This is simply a great shame for the Heavenly Emperor.

Sitting there, even if the delicacies in front of him were so tempting, Emperor Go-Kashiwahara couldn't swallow it, and his mind didn't belong.

When the Chinese military officials of the dynasty all looked at Emperor Go-Kashiwahara, even Emperor Go-Kashiwahara felt everyone's gaze.

When he came back to his senses, Emperor Hou Kashiwahara couldn't help but panic in his heart, especially when he noticed that the Great Tomorrow was looking at him, Emperor Hou Kashiwahara hurriedly got up, threw himself on the ground, and prostrated on the ground and said: "Hou Kashiwahara to meet the Great Tomorrow!" ”

Zhu Houzhao looked at Emperor Go-Kashiwahara, who looked drooping and decrepit, but his real age was only forty years old.

As the king of a country, if he is properly maintained, it is impossible for him to look like he is sixty or seventy years old at the age of forty. But this was the case with Emperor Go-Kashiwahara.

Perennial oppression by the shogunate, as a puppet emperor, the pressure can be imagined, under the emaciation, it is not surprising that the age is much faster than ordinary people, not to mention that this time even the country has died, and he has become the king of the country.

As an emperor, the greatest sorrow is that he has become the background of other people's celebration banquets.

It can be seen that in all dynasties, the fate of the captured Son of Heaven was very tragic, and there were few people who could get a good death.

For the cultural history of the Central Plains Dynasty, Emperor Go-Kashiwahara is quite proficient, and naturally knows that if he wants to live, he must bow his head to cater to the great emperor, otherwise, he may not know how he will die.

If Emperor Go-Kashiwahara had been a dozen years younger, he might not have surrendered so easily when he first ascended to the throne. However, after nearly 20 years as a puppet emperor, Emperor Go-Kashiwahara has already smoothed out the edges and corners, and in the Battle of Kyoto, Emperor Go-Kashiwahara can be said to have exhausted all his courage, and now he is just a poor person who can give up everything in order to live.

Seeing the miserable appearance of Emperor Go-Kashiwahara in his eyes, the thoughts born in Zhu Houzhao's heart couldn't help but disperse.

Originally, Zhu Houzhao wanted Emperor Kashiwahara to present a song for the Manchu Dynasty's civil and military affairs, but after such a thought flashed, it disappeared.

"I am the monarch of the Huanghuang Heavenly Dynasty, and I humiliate others for pleasure, this is not what the Ming monarch does!"

These thoughts flashed in his heart, Zhu Houzhao showed a kind smile on his face, and said with a slight flick of his hand: "No courtesy, let's be flat!" ”

Emperor Go-Kashiwahara sincerely thanked the Son of Heaven, and then he got up, very uneasy in his heart, obviously not knowing how the great Son of Heaven in front of him would treat him.

As the king of the dead country, if he is better, he is like Liu Chan, the queen of the Shu Han Dynasty, and as for the words that are almost like Sima Dewen of the Jin Dynasty, Emperor Hou Baiyuan is proficient in the culture of the Central Plains, so he naturally knows that his future life is good or bad, and life and death are all in Zhu Houzhao's thoughts.

To tell the truth, Zhu Houzhao really didn't take Emperor Hou Baiyuan to heart, just a dead king, not to mention that even if the other party is in Dongying, it is also a puppet-like figure, such a dead king, even if he is sent back to Dongying, I am afraid it will not be possible to bring any chaos.

During the banquet, Zhu Houzhao only appeased Emperor Kashiwahara a little, and his attention was not on the other party.

The reception banquet dispersed, and the civil and military officials slowly left the Forbidden City.

Chu Yi also bid farewell to the Son of Heaven and returned to his mansion.

Although Chu Yi is an internal servant, but his internal servant is not comparable to others, Zhu Houzhao personally ordered to build a martial arts palace for Chu Yi.

It's just that since the completion of this Martial King Mansion, Chu Yi has rarely lived in it.

The huge Martial King Mansion is not much to take care of in Su Ri, and Chu Yi is not the kind of extravagant person, even so, such a large mansion, there are nearly a hundred servants alone. This is still the case when Chu Yi returned to the many palace attendants sent by the Son of Heaven.

After bathing and changing clothes, Chu Yi returned to the study, looked at the stack of files, and only listened to Lin Pingdao, who was serving on the side: "Your Highness, this is the progress file on the assassination of His Royal Highness sent by An Guogong, Dongchang, and Jinyiwei respectively!" ”

Previously, Zhu Houzhao had said that he would transfer these files to him, and then he would supervise the case.

Flipping through the thick file casually, the corners of Chu Yi's mouth showed a somewhat indifferent smile, to this day, Chu Yi has no hatred for these officials, he just feels that these people are stubborn and pitiful.

Noticing Chu Yi's expression, Lin Pingzhi couldn't help but say, "Your Highness, I don't know what to do with these people?" ”

"Heaven is evil, it is still against it, and you can't live if you do it yourself!"

Although he felt that these officials were all pitiful and pathetic people, Chu Yi would not let these people go because of this.

Leaving these officials is the scourge, not to mention that he has been away from the Beijing Division for a year, and there are many dark currents surging in the Beijing Division, he needs a killing to tell some people, just keep to himself, if there is anything that should not be thought, then don't blame him for killing.

The current situation of Da Ming is not easy to come by, and with Zhu Houzhao's ministers and ministers, Chu Yi will never allow anyone to destroy such a good situation now.

The study was quiet, I don't know when Lin Pingzhi had left, between the candle flames, Chu Yi sighed lightly, looked far away, and whispered in his mouth: "Your Majesty, I am afraid that there are not many days when Chu Yi can shelter you from the wind and rain, let Chu do another killing god for you!" ”

As he accumulated more and more qi luck, especially when his cultivation had stagnated, no matter how he tried, it was difficult to break through, Chu Yi already knew in his heart that the day when he left was getting closer and closer.

However, in this world, Chu Yi has too many things that he can't let go, just as the so-called people are not plants and trees, and their skills are ruthless, and the love of kings and ministers for more than ten or twenty years can be said to be able to let go.

As early as a few years ago, Chu Yi had accumulated enough luck to leave this world, but on the one hand, his luck was not enough, and on the other hand, he couldn't rest assured that Zhu Houzhao was not enough, so Chu Yi has stayed until now.

I think that when Zhu Houzhao ascended the throne, in the face of the Manchu Dynasty's civil and military affairs left by Emperor Xiaozong, the powerful and even oppressive dignified son of heaven moved out of the Forbidden City in order to seek a sense of security.

In the past few years, the two monarchs and ministers have gone through a lot of hardships, and finally have today's situation, which contains Chu Yi's hard work, and the ties are so deep, how can they all be let go of in a single thought.

With Chu Yi's return to Beijing, the dark tide of the capital surged.

A year is not a long time, but it is not a short time, enough for some people to forget how fierce Chu Yi was at the beginning.

What's more, faintly under the impetus of people with intentions, there are undercurrents surging, if not, how could the blossom bomb be so easily gotten out, so many people are involved, why didn't the court notice it at all.

This is an invisible net, and there are definitely not a few people involved, as the so-called people die for money, birds die for food, and this has been the case since ancient times.

Even if Chu Yi's killing is prosperous, there will never be a shortage of those who are obsessed with money.

People's hearts will always have a fluke mentality, although the consequences of the failure to assassinate Chu Yi are extremely serious, but once it succeeds, the benefits are simply amazing.

In the lively Tianxiang Building, the girls dressed up in flowers and branches ushered in the send-off, showing a luxurious scene, but in this Tianxiang Building, a room is quiet.

An elegant scribe sat there, sipping tea, looking at the white-faced beardless man in front of him and said, "Call down, could it be that he has any orders?" ”

Hearing this, the man with a white face and beard stared at the scribe and said, "My lord said, all actions against Chu Yi will be stopped!" ”

The scribe who was tasting the tea paused slightly, a smile gradually rippled on his face, the teacup in his hand was slowly lowered and looked up at the other party, and his smile gradually became colder and said, "It seems that he is afraid!" ”

"Bold, Ann dares to be disrespectful to adults!"

The white-faced bearded man's voice pointed sharply at the other party, and the next moment he heard a muffled snort, and saw the folding fan in the scribe's hand swayed, and a finger fell into the hot teacup, while the white-faced bearded man who was originally pointing at him was full of horror, and the cry of pain was stuck in his throat.

Ten fingers connected to the heart, one finger was cut off, and the man instinctively screamed, but the acupuncture point was sealed by the scribe, and he trembled all over, and cold sweat broke out.

The scribe held the teacup soaked in a finger and shook it slightly: "That one really can't support the wall with mud, just this little guts, he even wants to compete with Chu Yi, I think he is not even as good as Liu Jin!" ”

The white-faced man stared wide-eyed.

The scribe pointed at the white-faced bearded man and said, "Tell that person, when you keep suffering from it, since this ship has come up, you can't get off if you want to, can you really hide those small actions he made from Chu Yi for a long time!" ”

Saying that, the scribe sneered and said, "Get out!" ”

The white-faced man glanced at the scribe viciously, gritted his teeth and left.

It didn't take much time for a pot-bellied man to walk into the room, sit in front of the scribe and smile: "Isn't Zisheng afraid that the dog will jump off the wall and bite us back?" ”

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