After sending the apocalypse to be in charge of the armor handling, Luo Jianguo turned on the system again, ready to use up the summoning quota just given by the system, after all, if you don't use it, you won't give birth to cubs, so why waste resources?

"System, use summon slots!"

"Congratulations to the host for obtaining Wei Zhongxian!"

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In the winter of the seventh year of the Apocalypse, in Fucheng, a small city in the southeast of Hebei, a team of tired and sleepy motorcades slowly drove in the cold, and the convoy skipped the luxurious hotels in the city, and finally chose to stop at a somewhat dilapidated Youshi Hotel in Nanguan.

As soon as the convoy stopped, the driver of the carriage immediately jumped out of the carriage and took out a low stool and placed it next to the frame as a staircase. After everything was ready, the coachman bent his waist and said respectfully to the car:

"Grandpa Wei, it's time to get there!"

With that, the coachman turned to the other side of the carriage and stood on tiptoe to slowly pull the curtain open.

After the curtain was completely opened, a middle-aged man with a good appearance but a little delicate came out of the carriage.

After looking around for a while, and after confirming that there was no problem, he bowed down and carefully helped an old man with a white face and no hair to get out of the frame.

After the white-faced old man got off the car, he stood still, looking at the bleak streets of Fucheng and falling into a trance, the cold wind in Nanguan blew the white-faced old man's hair in a fluttering bun.

"Godfather, come into the house, the evil wind is in full swing at this time, and your body is important!"

The white-faced old man in a gorgeous suit was stunned when he heard the middle-aged man's words, and muttered in his mouth:

"Evil is in full swing?"

Looking up, a yin wind swirled wantonly on the streets full of loess, rolling up a burst of yellow sand from time to time, dyeing the entire air into a hazy and unclear sky, and everything as far as the eye could see was chaos.

In this situation, the old man's wrinkled face was full of sorrow!

"Godfather, come into the house, your body is important! Only by taking care of your body can you be loyal to the emperor! ”

The white-haired old man, who was still a little distracted, couldn't help but soften his face after hearing the word "Emperor", as if he remembered something happy.

Daming Imperial Garden

"Zhongxian, do you think this wood carving looks like me?" A noble young man with a warm smile on his face, holding a wood carving that is not like a four, asked the white-haired eunuch beside him with some ostentatious eyebrows.

When the old eunuch heard this, he put on an exaggerated expression and exclaimed in disbelief:

"Wonderful, it's ingenious, old slave... The old slave can't find words to describe it, it's beautiful, it's beautiful, it's beautiful, the emperor's craftsmanship, I'm afraid that the ancient prince is coming, and he has to bow down! ”

The young man was in a good mood after hearing this, and casually threw the wood carving to the white-haired old eunuch and said:

"Hahaha~ You old goods are going to be good, then I will give you this treasure!"

Seeing the wood carving thrown over, the old eunuch hurriedly staggered to hold it, with a solemn expression, as if he was robbing some rare treasure!

"Eh, thank the emperor for the reward, the old slave got this treasure, he must take it back and worship him, and pray for the emperor every day!"

"That's what you said, as long as I live, I will hear you pray for me every day! Not even a day less! ”

Facing the emperor's serious eyes, Wei Zhongxian's heart trembled, and he couldn't help but bow his head and kneel on the ground, letting his vision gradually become hazy, and said in a somewhat choked tone:

"The old slave promises to pray for the emperor every day, and pray for the emperor's thousands of miles of rivers and mountains! Pray for the emperor, long live, pray for the Ming Dynasty to last forever! If one day you look at the blessing, the emperor... The emperor took off the head of the old slave! ”

When the young emperor heard this, he let out a hearty laugh:

"Haha~ I am reluctant to pick off my Wei Daban's head!"

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A gust of cold wind hit, and the white-faced old man shivered, and the picture of spring blossoming in his mind was shattered into nothingness.

The white-faced old man who came back to his senses looked at the dilapidated and desolate street scene in front of him, and the nine bells of Jingyang Palace seemed to ring in his ears again that day. Then, like a fool, the god muttered repeatedly:

"Emperor? Yes, our family can't die, our family can't die, at least not now, at least now our family can't die! Can't, can't, can't die, can't die..."

When the middle-aged man saw the old man's crazy appearance, he couldn't help but show pain on his face, and shouted to the surroundings:

"Come on, godfather's illness is committed again, come on! Help the godfather into the room to rest! ”

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In the middle of the night

The city gate of Fucheng Nanguan, which had been in disrepair for a long time, was slowly opened, and the sound of "click~" couldn't help but make people suspect that it might die at any time and then fall to the ground with a bang.

"Stampede~Stomped~"

The rapid and dull sound of horses' hooves sounded in the quiet streets of Nanguan, Fuyang, and in the dilapidated houses with unsatisfactory sound insulation on the side of the road, people who had finally fallen asleep in the bitter winter were also woken up.

When these people woke up, their first reaction was not to curse the sound of horses' hooves that disturbed their dreams, but to softly call for their family members around them to confirm that their bodies were still warm, and then they breathed a sigh of relief.

"Phew~"

The sound of the horse control was stretched out in the dark night, and then a wheezing sound sounded, and the knight on the horse completely ignored the white gas that was about to spit out from his mouth!

"Stepping on the Tower~Stepping on the Tower~"

After a rush of going upstairs, there was a "squeak~" sound on the second floor, and the sour sound of opening the door echoed for a long time in the empty lobby of the entire hotel, like a moaning circle, and refused to hide!

It didn't take long for the entire Yushi Hotel to be lit up with oil lamps, but the dim light could not dispel the suffocating darkness.

The white-faced old man was dressed in a white undershirt, sitting on the bed with a big horse and a golden knife, looking at the back of the horseback messenger going out with straight eyes, and it was not until the middle-aged man in the day called many times that he slowly came back to his senses.

"Godfather, godfather, how is this good?" The middle-aged man shouted in a low voice with despair in his eyes.

Seeing that the old man didn't reply for a long time, the middle-aged man suddenly looked hopeful, as if he had thought of something, grabbed the white-faced old man's sleeve and said excitedly:

"Godfather, why don't you run, stay incognito from now on, to a place where no one knows you! When the time comes, the child will go to the guilt, maybe he will kill the child, and now that the emperor is half angry, he will not continue to pursue you? ”

The old man's eyes were still straight and silent.

"Godfather, godfather! What the hell is wrong with you, you say something! Now the emperor wants to kill you, Jinyiwei is already on his way to arrest you! If you are caught by the despicable hypocrites of the court, they will definitely torture you in a frenzy! ”

"Hahahahaha~"

Compared with the middle-aged man who had already lost a lot of money, the white-faced old man suddenly burst out laughing, and the strange thing was that this feminine and shrill voice sounded extraordinarily heroic at this time!

"Godfather, what's wrong with you?" The middle-aged man looked at the old man in front of him with a stunned expression.

"Our family is laughing at those clowns who jump off the beam in the court, and now our family is the only remnant, but a grass people, without half of the power in their hands! cough cough cough~"

Saying this, the emotional white-faced old man coughed violently, and a sickly flush appeared on his pale face. When the middle-aged man on the side saw the old man's appearance, he immediately stepped forward and patted the old man's back to soothe his cough.

After the cough was relieved, the white-faced old man raised his hand and waved it to signal that the middle-aged man could stop, and then continued:

"But even so, they are in power! They are still afraid of our family, afraid that our family will return to the court one day, killing their heads and bleeding like a river! Hahaha~cough~, these stinky rats in the gutter will never be on the table! ”

"Ahem, cough~" After another cough, the white-faced old man's voice gradually deepened, like a powerful ghost in the Nine Shadows!

"We really want to tear apart their ugly and hypocritical faces in front of them, so that the world can see what kind of ugly face these hypocrites who are full of benevolence and morality! I really want to send them into the eighteenth layer of hell with my own hands, and they will never be able to turn over, and they will be tortured by ten thousand arrows through their hearts and fried by fire every day! Speaking of which, the white-haired old man was already gritting his teeth, eager to eat his flesh and drink his blood!

But then his tone froze, his expression was no longer hideous, and his red eyes were full of regretful sighs:

"It's just hateful, hateful~"

"Our family reminded the emperor at the beginning that these hypocrites should cut down the grass and eradicate the roots and punish their nine clans! But the emperor is kind-hearted, he can't kill the most, he doesn't want to stain the court with blood, our family also thought that these dog thieves couldn't make any waves, so for the sake of stability, they let them go! ”

"Ahem~"

"I didn't expect these dog thieves who had lost their conscience to dare to do something to the emperor!"

Speaking of this, the white-haired old man's face was like a ghost, his eyes were full of blood and tears, and he cried sadly:

"Emperor, it's the old slave who is sorry for you! Emperor, it was the old slave who betrayed your trust! The old slave deserves death, and the old slave deserves death~"

Li Chaoqin, who was on the side, saw his godfather's appearance as if he was crazy, and he was also sad, and he couldn't help but cry as well.

The black clouds are thick, the snow falls suddenly, the fluttering crystal white falls all over the sky, and the sad cry is endless in this world for a long time, as if it has been transmitted for thousands of miles.

On the right day, when the brocade guards who had been running all night opened the door and were about to arrest him, the white-haired old man was neatly hung under the beam.

At the same time, he still held a four-like wood carving in his hand......

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History of the Ming Dynasty: After Zhu Youzhen succeeded to the throne, he cracked down on and punished the eunuch party, punished Wei Zhongxian's ten crimes, ordered him to be arrested and punished, hanged himself, and the rest of the party was also purged.