"What is there to talk about between us? Zhu Houzhao, who calmed down, looked very decadent. He buried his head in the crook of his arm, and the sound that came out was a little urn-like.

"I didn't lie to you, you have less than a month left to live. The reason why I put you into a deep sleep is because I want to maximize your life. Fang Hong walked to Zhu Houzhao's side and sat directly on the ground not far from him.

Zhu Houzhao's body trembled a few times, but he didn't speak, only the fists clenched tighter. Although he didn't want to believe it, he instinctively told him that what the other party said was probably true.

"If you die, the status of your queen mother and concubine in the palace will inevitably be affected. If you encounter some evil intentions, maybe your life will be in danger. And I, on the other hand, can keep them safe. Fang Hong looked at Zhu Houzhao's appearance and continued.

Zhu Houzhao still didn't react, and his head didn't rise.

"If you don't agree to the deal, I'm going to kill them now, lest they be ostracized and suppressed after you die. At this time, Zhang Zongyan walked in from outside the door, and he felt that Fang Hong was too mother-in-law. Some people are just cheap bones, you tell him that he doesn't like to deal with you, and you have to use your fists to make him understand the situation.

Zhu Houzhao's breathing suddenly increased, and he raised his head, looking at Fang Hong and Zhang Zongyan. After a few moments of hesitation on his face, the stubbornness in his heart disappeared directly, "...... What do you want me to do!"

"The Ministry of Rites plans to sacrifice the day on the eighth day of the first month of February, you only need to come forward, and the normal process of the sacrifice is to go to the day. Fang Hong smiled helplessly before speaking.

"Okay, I promise you. I have one more request, though. Zhu Houzhao nodded in response, but halfway through his words, he changed the topic again.

"Boy, don't get an inch, you know what the situation is now, if you provoke the old way, I'll kill all your relatives now. Zhang Zongyan's eyes showed a hint of coldness, although he needed Zhu Houzhao's obedient cooperation, he could not tolerate his indiscriminate opening conditions.

"You say, if it's within my power, I can promise you. Fang Hong stretched out his hand to stop Zhang Zongyan, looked back at Zhu Houzhao, and asked him to continue.

"If so...... If I do die, I hope you will find a way to take my queen mother out of the palace and leave this place of right and wrong forever, and let no one find her. Zhu Houzhao's voice was trembling, and he said almost pleadingly.

He knew very well in his heart that if he died, then his cousin would be the one who succeeded him. His cousin's mother is not dead, once his cousin ascends the throne, he will definitely crown his mother as the queen mother, and the queen mother has no support for herself, and the future life will be miserable and desolate, even if she is not killed, she will die depressed.

"Okay, no problem. Fang Hong nodded solemnly, what Zhu Houzhao said was not difficult, when he left, he could leave with the Queen Mother. Anyway, there are so many places outside the gate, and they can be secluded at will.

Zhu Houzhao pursed his lips, and after a while, two words came out of his mouth, "Thank you......"

......

In the sixteenth year of Zhengde, the eighth day of the second month.

The weather was excellent on this day, and the light rain that had been falling for several days had stopped, and the sun shone on the glazed tiles of the Forbidden City, which was so dazzling. The huge empire of the Ming Dynasty also seems to have rejuvenated itself on this day.

The long queue went out from Zhengyang Gate to the Temple of Heaven. In the middle of the procession, there was a wide sedan chair, carried by a dozen or so sturdy eunuchs, and in the sedan chair, sat Zhu Houzhao, who had fasted for three days.

Zhu Houzhao's mood did not fluctuate at all, he was still very afraid of the coming of the sacrifice to the sky a few days ago, because the day of the sacrifice was the time when he died. However, the moment he stepped on the sedan chair, his heart was surprisingly calm, as calm as stagnant water.

"Woo. "In the open space in front of the Temple of Heaven, there were two rows of honor guards, and the horns were whining. The civil and military officials stood solemnly on one side, looking at the direction of the emperor's sedan chair with calm faces.

The sedan chair stopped, and Zhu Houzhao, supported by the two eunuchs, walked slowly up the steps of the Temple of Heaven. Above the Temple of Heaven, there is a long and narrow offering table, on which are full of offerings.

Zhu Houzhao stood on top of the Temple of Heaven and looked down. The neat contingent of dependents, the civil and military officials in various official uniforms, and in the distance are rows of imperial city houses. This is his country, but it will soon be no longer his.

In his eyes, there was a trace of unwillingness and remorse, he won the throne too easily, his father was only one of his sons, from the time he was born, he was destined to be the master of this country. During his reign, he was ambitious and wanted to make some achievements, but most of them ended up in a tiger's end. He even thought to himself that if he was given another chance, he would definitely learn the iron-fisted methods like Taizu, so that those civil officials would be obedient and would not dare to go against him again.

"Emperor Wei succeeded the heavens and established the pole, and the people were protected. A hundred kings inherit each other, and the eternal life will always depend on ......" The ceremonial official recited the sacrifice of Ji Qu Ya loudly, Zhu Houzhao didn't listen to a word, he just counted it silently in his heart, maybe his life will come to an end in the next moment.

Fang Hong stood on the top of the city head of Zhengyang Gate, and he could clearly see the scene of worshipping the heavens here. With the process of sacrificing to heaven more than halfway, the national fortunes of the Ming Dynasty began to converge towards the Temple of Heaven incessantly.

In a place invisible to the naked eye, a trace of destiny shrouded it, and converged with the national fortunes of the Ming Dynasty. The momentum above the Temple of Heaven was getting stronger and stronger, and ordinary people didn't feel it, but in the eyes of cultivators like Fang Hong, the powerful pressure was impacting their minds every moment.

"Go, go to the Temple of Heaven now, and feel the power of the sympathy between heaven and man. Maybe...... You will thus be given the opportunity to attain manifestation. Zhang Zongyan didn't know when he appeared behind Fang Hong, his pupils turned purple, and there seemed to be endless flames burning inside.

The time of worshipping heaven is the time when the mandate of heaven is closest to the world, and at this moment, it is also the best time for practitioners to practice, so that they can comprehend the truth of heaven and earth to the greatest extent. However, this is also the most dangerous time, the destiny of heaven is supreme, and the power of the cultivator is like a candle flame in front of him, and one carelessness will end up with the soul destroyed.

Stepping into this step will either achieve the path of manifestation. Either they will fall into a catastrophe and never be able to be reborn.

Zhang Zongyan was a little better, he just used the sympathy of heaven and man to break the divine treasure, but Fang Hong needed to get involved in it himself, and he was subjected to endless impacts, and the danger increased greatly.