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Chapter 491 491 The Writer and the Emperor 1

On May 16, the sixth year of the Apocalypse, the emperor, who had been in a coma for ten days, opened his eyes, his eyes surprised and dazed.

The Forbidden City, which had been silent for many days, was revived, and countless eunuch palace people cried with joy - God bless the Ming, God bless my emperor!

God bless ...... They're weedy creatures!

Ten days ago, on the sixth day of the fifth month of the sixth year of the Apocalypse, a large fireball crossed the sky from the northeast corner of the capital and fell to the southwest corner, carving a deep scratch on the blue sky.

Seeing the strange people of the capital are pointing to the sky, both awe, and curious, suddenly a huge black cloud rises from the southwest corner of the city, and the sky collapses in an instant, the earth and stones, rubble, and wood are all knocked away by a huge force, and the people nearby are not spared, and even some people fly as far away as Changping, and the clothes on their bodies have been shattered when they fall to death.

In the Forbidden City, craftsmen fell from roof beams and wooden frames, and fell into pulp. The elephant in the book was frightened and ran away and trampled on the people.

For a time, countless people were killed by the bombing, shocked and fell to death, and trampled to death in the chaos, and the capital almost fell to hell.

At that time, the emperor was having breakfast in the Qianqing Palace, the vibration suddenly started, the emperor went straight to the Jiaotai Palace in panic, and the guards were smashed by the earth and stones falling from the sky and died, and the emperor was spared under the table of the Jiaotai Palace.

In the face of such a shocking change in the color of heaven and earth, even as the son of heaven, the emperor could not help but have a face like earth, two trembling forces, and said in his heart: Could it be that the sky is going to kill me?

When the earth and rocks settled, the guards and officials arrived, and the emperor knew that the Huanghuang Emperor had turned into powder at the feet of the Son of Heaven, and even more, the crown prince Zhu Cijiong, who had not yet reached the age of one, was also frightened, and died in convulsions and convulsions a few hours later.

The emperor's eldest son, Ci Ran, was born by Empress Zhang, who was born as a stillborn child and was posthumously presented to Prince Huaichong;

The prince is difficult to grow up, the country is restless, and the people in the court are talking about it, so the only remaining seedling Miao Cijiong is less than a year old, the emperor is sacrificing to the temple to announce to the world, and he is the prince, only hoping that the ancestors will bless the child to grow up safely, who knows that even he can't escape the doom that seems to follow him.

Frightened and grief, the emperor's eyes turned black, his ears roared, he spat out a mouthful of dirty blood, and his eyes rolled and he fainted.

When he wakes up again, he is himself, and he is not himself.

The emperor looked at his hands, his face was calm, as if he had fallen into numbness after grief, but there were countless thoughts stirring in his heart: I am very happy to be the emperor by the destiny of heaven, and thank the whole world.

But...... I don't want to be this god-damn emperor in this god-wrecked era, okay!

Let me go back!

Let me go back, ahhhh

- No, no.

He couldn't go back.

Puxiang real person, male, online writer. As a writer with discipline, Puxiang Zhenren has adhered to the harem text for 20 years, which can be called a major feature.

A friend complained: "Your writing is good everywhere, it's a harem, and most female readers are rejected from the door, do you know it!"

Puxiang took a sip of wolfberry tea in the thermos cup, continued to cultivate immortals and stayed up all night, and crackled on the keyboard: "Lang Yue, you girls don't understand this, if I don't write the harem, what's the point of writing?"

"......" The friend on the other side of the network was speechless, and only sent a sentence after a while, "You go and open a harem yourself!"

Puxiang: "I don't! I'm not stupid. ”

......

It turns out that words can't be said nonsense, the harem text can be written, but you can't think about opening a harem by yourself, Puxiang Zhenren woke up and found that he had become an emperor, at first he was ecstatic, and then he was full of despair:

Isn't the reputation of the Emperor of the Apocalypse in history bad enough, and the encounter bad enough?

Oh, no, it's better than his brother, but it's only so good.

The Ming court is full of holes, he, the emperor, is obsessed with carpentry work, the power is handed over to Wei Zhongxian, there is officialdom greedy for ink, there are people rising up, the treasury is empty, the system is broken, the people are scattered, and in less than 20 years, the world will be full of smoke!

Fortunately, he couldn't see that scene - in two years, as soon as he kicked his legs, it would be time for him to change tomorrow.

Now Puxiang Zhenren just wants to die, he would rather work for his livelihood until the early hours of the morning every day than sink with Daming.

A manly man, he said that he would die, but Puxiang Zhenren refused to eat and drink, and was bent on death.

This time he was in a hurry, Wei Zhongxian, who was serving beside him, knelt down and begged the emperor to take a mouthful of ginseng soup, but the emperor refused, only half lifted his eyelids and looked at him with a cold gaze.

Wei Zhongxian had no choice, so he invited Mrs. Fengsheng to persuade the emperor to eat, but Mrs. Fengsheng didn't work, and the Hakka family didn't call the emperor in a hurry, and even called out the emperor's nickname, crying: "Brother is the prince with heartache, and he should also take care of his own body, the world is alive, but it is all on his brother!"

It took Puxiang a long time to realize that this woman with a white face and a gentle face was the nurse of the Emperor of the Apocalypse, and her heart was not at all like the legendary charming, it was the "nine thousand years old" Wei Daban next to him, who looked like a very ordinary thin little old man, without any extraordinary spirit.

The crown prince just died, the emperor was in a coma for many days, these two people were mentally exhausted, and they were dressed quite plainly, and they really looked like ordinary men and women among the people.

Mrs. Fengsheng's persuasion was useless, and she was a little dumbfounded, so she discussed with Wei Zhongxian: "The emperor's appearance is like being loveless, it seems that he has to ask Li Niangniang to persuade him, filial piety is the head, and the emperor can't ignore it." ”

Emperor Tianqi's biological mother Wang Cairen died early, and his adoptive mother Li Xuan's servant was called Xi Li, this is not a good stubble, when Wang Cairen was still there, she was rampant and domineering, bullying Wang Cairen many times, who knew that Guangmiao was confused, and actually handed over the emperor's eldest son to Li Xuanzhi to raise.

After the death of Guangmiao, the ministers proposed to ask the emperor's eldest son Zhu Youxiao to ascend the throne, but Li Xuanzhi refused to move out of the Qianqing Palace, and wanted to do the thing of coercing the Son of Heaven to make the ministers respect her as the queen mother, which is called the "palace transfer case" by later generations.

Later, the ministers forced Li Xuanzhi to move to the palace, and Li Xuanzhi also made a lot of trouble, and the emperor had to treat Li Xuan's mother and daughter favorably to show filial piety to his adoptive mother.

If you want to talk about the relationship between mother and son, I am afraid that it will be difficult to find, but Li Xuan's adoptive mother identity is placed there, and there is no queen mother presiding over the palace at the moment, only she is slightly higher than the emperor in etiquette, I am afraid that she can still move the emperor.

Wei Zhongxian waited for the Emperor of the Apocalypse to come over, and he knew best that the emperor and Li Xuan's mother and son had a thin relationship, and he was afraid that he might as well have a deep relationship with the nursing mother Keshi, and some didn't want to invite her, but the Keshi family was reasonable, and he hesitated for a while before saying: "Then invite Li Niangniang to come." ”

These two didn't expect that there would be a queen in the palace!

Before the Hakka clan invited Li Xuanzhi to come, the emperor's sick body could not withstand Puxiang Zhenren for many days without eating, drinking, and tossing, and fainted quietly.

Wei Zhongxian suddenly panicked, everyone fainted, not to mention inviting Li Niangniang, even the Queen Mother Wang Niangniang was resurrected, and the emperor couldn't see or hear it.

He is a eunuch, with monstrous authority, holding the master of ceremonies, known as "nine thousand years old", in the final analysis, he is also the emperor's domestic slave, and all power comes from the emperor.

The world says that Wei Zhongxian is domineering, but Wei Zhongxian is just a dog next to the emperor, released to bite the Qingliu civil official, if the owner is gone, can his dog have a good end?

Others can also vote for the master, and the so-called "eunuch party" can also be scattered, but Wei Zhongxian is tightly tied to the emperor, if the emperor has something, he can't run away.

For this reason, Wei Zhongxian desperately had to keep the emperor alive.

Fortunately, Wei Zhongxian was still a little anxious, if he was really a dull-minded person, he would not be able to mix in his current position, and after thinking for a while, Wei Zhongxian was determined to offend the dragon body.

He married a wife and gave birth to a daughter in the folk that day, and then for the sake of wealth and wealth, he was even willing to give up his wife and daughter, and sold it ruthlessly, cut that thing into the palace, he was a gambler in his bones, but he dared to bet on it if he was sure, and he dared to fight for his life if he was sure of three points!

When the matter came, there was no room for hesitation, Wei Zhongxian hurriedly asked someone to boil rice soup with silver choshi, waved away the palace people, pried open the emperor's teeth, and poured a bowl of rice soup alive and dead.

Although the soul in the core of the Emperor of the Apocalypse didn't want to live, his body swallowed food by instinct, and Wei Zhongxian was overjoyed - since he could eat, he was not far from getting better.

The man on the dragon couch woke up again, and for a while he couldn't tell who he was, he had two memories in his head, one belonged to Zhu Youxiao, the eldest son of Guangmiao and the son of today's great tomorrow, and the other belonged to Puxiang Zhenren, an online writer hundreds of years later.

The two thoughts couldn't stop fighting and couldn't help but be stunned, this surprise: My Daming is going to die?

The heart said: The Qing Dynasty is dead and still waiting for your Da Ming, do you think I am willing to be this broken emperor? Not to mention the net, there is not even a flush toilet, there is a fart!

- Bold!

- Stupid!

The emperor's soul trembled with anger and shouted, "I want to punish your nine clans!"

The writer ridiculed each other: "When I go back, I will disturb your Deling, so that you will not be able to live in peace after death!"

"You don't dare. ”

Pu Xiang was stunned: "What?"

The emperor was only twenty-one years old, very young, and his voice was clear, and he suddenly smiled proudly: "I see, what kind of 'cultural relics protection unit' is my Deling, you don't dare to move it." ”

Puxiang Zhenren was a little depressed, and he was unwilling to be manipulated by the emperor, so he sneered: "You are amazing, but you will punish my nine clans after hundreds of years, no, ten clans!"

After saying that, he was stunned for a moment, why did he suddenly remember a few more "relatives"? Who was that gentle, beautiful, and sad palace beauty? Who was that chubby and pale middle-aged man? That beautiful and elegant young man......

Gradually, when the emperor can understand the knowledge of hundreds of years later, it is as if he is Puxiang who has been in that world for more than 30 years, and the one who is a writer is also impregnated with the memory of the emperor and can see everything that Zhu Youxiao has experienced in his life for more than 20 years.

The two thoughts gradually merged, indistinguishable from each other.

In the end, the soul couldn't tell whether he was an emperor or a writer, he only knew that he couldn't die, so he should try to survive.

Xu is Puxiang is older and more experienced, his thoughts have the upper hand, he glanced at Wei Zhongxian strangely, and muttered: "You brought this on yourself." ”

Wei Zhongxian hunched his waist: "The emperor has an order?"

"I'm hungry, pass on the food. The emperor thought to himself, since he knew what would happen in the next few hundred years, there was no reason to watch the fall of the Ming Dynasty and the fall of Shenzhou, couldn't he do something to change the damn fate?