Zhu Zaichang crumpled the letter in his hand and looked gloomy.

Then he looked at the woman in the yellow dress on the side, and arched his hand: "Senior sister......"

Before Zhu Zaichang could speak, the woman in the yellow dress raised her hand to interrupt him and asked, "Do you want to leave?" ”

Zhu Zaichang nodded silently.

"My Zhu family's country must not fall into the hands of outsiders."

Zhu Zaichang said coldly.

Although the letter said that Zhu Changluo was canonized as the crown prince, Lin Mang became an auxiliary minister, and everyone can see what it means.

Take the Son of Heaven to order the princes?

What does Lin Mang's move mean with that Cao thief?

Next, is it time to be crowned?

And after that?

Directly ascended the throne as emperor himself?

Even he didn't think that Lin Mang would give up the throne at his fingertips.

But the Zhu family's country must not fall into the hands of outsiders like this.

"You need to ask Master's opinion on this matter." The woman in the yellow dress said.

"I'm okay with that."

As soon as the words fell, a person slowly walked from the depths of the peach forest, dressed in an elegant robe, with an elegant face and a bamboo flute hanging from his waist.

The person who came looked to be in his fifties, and his eyes seemed to have been through vicissitudes, exuding a sense of detachment.

Seeing the visitor, the woman in the yellow dress hurriedly bowed her hand: "Master! ”

Zhu Zaichang also bowed and said, "Uncle." ”

"Hmm." Zhao Qingwen bowed slightly, looked at Zhu Zaichang, and said in appreciation: "Your talent is rare in my penglai." ”

Zhu Zaichang arched his hand and said: "Uncle Shi praised it. ”

After going to the island, he learned that this Zhao Qingwen turned out to be the senior brother of Tianchi Monster.

In terms of identity, he has to be called a teacher.

"You don't have to be presumptuous." Zhao Qingwen waved his hand and said: "I stepped into this step in the year when I was less than the mandate of heaven, and there are few people in my Penglai history. ”

In Penglai, there are not a few people with extraordinary talents, and some people have stepped into the realm of heaven and man at the age of their establishment, but they have not been able to see through the last step after a lifetime.

It only took a few months for Zhu Zaichang to enter the Tongtian Realm, and his talent was so strong that even he was amazed.

If he could cultivate in Penglai for a few more years, his achievements would probably far exceed those now.

"I already know about you."

Zhao Qingwen said in a deep voice: "But this trip is difficult, have you really thought about it?" ”

"Although this son is shameless and dares to rebel and usurp the throne, he must have something to rely on, and I have heard that he has an opportunity in the Western Regions and has also stepped into this step."

Zhu Zaichang arched his hand and said, "Thank you for your concern." ”

Immediately, his face turned cold, and he said solemnly: "But Zaichang has the blood of the Zhu family in his body, and now that the country has changed hands, if he is indifferent, how can he be worthy of the ancestors of my Zhu family!" ”

"No regrets!"

Lin Mang put all the blame for this matter on him, so how should the people of the world look at him?

Wouldn't he be infamous through the ages!

What's more, if he really can't hide, wouldn't it be as Lin Mang's wish.

Even if he stood up in the future, Lin Mang would already have a strong foundation at that time, and a few people would still remember the kindness of the Zhu family.

Although he knew that going to the Central Plains at this moment was an impulsive move, how could he be indifferent since he had learned the news.

Zhao Qingwen pondered for a moment and said, "Since you insist on doing so, let your senior sister accompany you." ”

"Wen Yi, you take a few disciples and go with your junior disciples."

Dong Wenyi's face was full of astonishment, and he hesitated: "Master, isn't my Penglai unborn?" ”

Penglai lives far away overseas and never sets foot in the Central Plains, which surprised her by Master's move.

Zhao Qingwen glanced at Zhu Zaichang and said seriously: "Zaichang is my junior brother's disciple, and now that my junior brother has passed away, I, as a senior brother, should take care of his disciple, how can I see him in danger." ”

"What's more, Zaichang was originally my Penglai disciple, and now he wants to eradicate the rebellion, and it is understandable for us to help."

A hint of strangeness flashed in Zhu Zaichang's eyes, and he hurriedly arched his hand and said: "Uncle, how dare you bother your uncle, this is Zaichang's matter, and you must not implicate your uncle." ”

"If I die, it's my life."

Zhao Qingwen's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said with deep meaning: "Zaichang, is this to refuse the kindness of the uncle?" ”

Zhu Zaichang's face changed slightly.

At this time, Dong Wenyi hurriedly stood up and said with a smile: "Master, junior brother is also thinking about us." ”

"Really, junior brother?"

Dong Wenyi turned his head to look at Zhu Zaichang and secretly made a look.

Zhu Zaichang sighed secretly in his heart and arched his hand: "Thank you, uncle." ”

Born in the royal family, I haven't seen any intrigues.

He is not one of those second ancestors who have just entered the rivers and lakes and has not been deeply involved in the world.

No matter how deep the affection is, it has nothing to do with him, and he will not believe that just the name of a dead man can make people fall in love.

Peng Lai has not been born for a long time, how can he show up and meddle in the world because of him.

In the final analysis, what they value more is his identity.

It must be a picture.

But he alone is indeed too risky.

Zhao Qingwen glanced at the two of them with a smile, and said, "Wen Yi, you go and prepare, without further ado, set off today." ”

"Yes!" Dong Wenyi bowed.

After the two left, a figure slowly walked out of the depths of the peach forest.

Dressed in a simple ink-colored shirt, he holds a book in his hand.

"Have you really figured it out?"

"It's been a long time since I came here, and I don't interfere in the affairs of the Central Plains anymore."

The smile on Zhao Qingwen's face gradually disappeared, and he said, "But how long can we hold on?" ”

"Under a natural disaster, the surrounding four islands were destroyed, and it was the land true immortal, and in front of the great power of this heaven and earth, it also seemed pale and powerless."

"The power of the Penglai Secret Realm is disappearing, and the islands outside the secret territory are also submerged by the sea, and it won't be long before we lose even the place to live."

"I have sent someone to understand the situation in the Central Plains, this Zhu Zaichang is a disciple of the royal family, and we will help him eradicate the rebellion, which is not a violation of the rules."

"If they succeed in seizing the throne, in the future, in his name, I will be able to walk in the Central Plains."

"And the Shaolin of Buddhism has fallen, and it is not difficult for those true Buddhas of Buddhism to get out of the secret realm."

The old man with the scroll chuckled and turned to leave.

"I see you still haven't put it down."

"Why are you obsessed, the change of dynasty is the right thing to do, and no one can change it."

"Da Song's qi is exhausted."

Zhao Qingwen's face was gloomy, and his robe shook up.

"I'm not reconciled!"

……

Wu'an Houfu,

In the courtyard, a group of brocade guards put down boxes of gold and silver.

The vast courtyard was almost filled with boxes of gold and silver.

Tang Qi said respectfully: "My lord, all the stolen money from the Dragon Protector Villa is here. ”

"These include some officials who were implicated with the gods, as well as the family property of opponents of the court that day."

"In addition, there are also some gifts from officials who have recently entered Beijing, totaling 43.67 million taels after conversion."

Lin Mang slowly put down the teacup, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Although he had already guessed, the number was far beyond his expectations.

It seems that he still underestimated the Dragon Protector Villa and the family property of hundreds of officials.

This is enough for six years of military spending in Liaodong.

Lin Mang waved his hand and said, "Go down!" ”

"Yes!"

Tang Qi arched his hand and led a group of brocade guards to leave.

Lin Mang got up and walked to the box, and immediately converted all of them into energy points.

Although he became an auxiliary minister and controlled the military and political power, he did not plan to use the money in the treasury.

Even Zhu Yijun's money, except for the expenses in this funeral, the rest was kept.

He knows what money can be moved and what money can't be moved.

……

in the sea,

A small boat sailed like a wave, and the water was churning.

At the bow of the ship, Zhu Zaichang looked into the distance, his expression silent.

"Senior brother, what are you thinking?"

Hearing this, Zhu Zaichang turned around and arched his hand and said, "I've seen senior sister." ”

Dong Wenyi smiled and said, "Senior brother, don't be too polite. ”

"Since Master has ordered me to help you this time, you can rest assured."

"Even if that Wu Anhou breaks through in the Western Regions, you and I will be able to take him down."

In fact, she wanted to say that she alone was enough.

In her opinion, this so-called Wu Anhou is just a lucky guy.

In Penglai, except for the two island owners, she is the strongest.

She has been in the Tongtian Realm for twenty years, and how strong can a guy who has just broken through.

Zhu Zaichang smiled and said, "I'm tired of my senior sister on this trip." ”

Although he didn't want the people to get involved, he also had to admit that he was not sure enough alone.

The top priority now is to take back the throne from Lin Mang and expose the true face of that hypocritical villain.

……

Capital

Snow

At the city gates, horse-drawn carriages kept slowly driving in.

The news of Wanli's death has come out, and officials above the fourth grade in various provinces have begun to enter Beijing one after another to mourn.

In addition, there are also children of the clan who have come from all over the world.

No matter what kind of tricks there are in this matter, as courtiers, they must enter Beijing.

In the past few days, the streets of the entire capital have been much more depressed.

On the official road outside the city, dozens of horses galloped from the wind and snow.

When he marched to the city gate, he hurriedly grabbed the reins.

The leader took out the token and said in a loud voice: "Liaodong, Li Rusong!" ”

Li Rusong stood quietly on his horse, with a white cloth tied to the right arm of his armor.

Suddenly, his memory was still stuck in the time when the Fengtian Temple was sealed.

I never thought that just a few months had passed, and this kind of thing would happen.

The Son of Heaven is dead!

Although there is a lot of discussion among the people, the throne is in the hands of the Zhu family after all.

The emperor's eldest son, Zhu Changluo, was named the crown prince and occupied orthodoxy in etiquette, and no one could say anything.

After checking the token, the guard on the city wall waved his hand and signaled for clearance.

Not long after Li Rusong entered the city, dozens of horsemen rode horses from afar.

"Datong General Soldier, Ma Gui!"

Ma Gui looked at the palace wall and sighed softly.

The three people who once quelled the rebellion in Ningxia, he and Li Rusong were named uncles, and that Lin Mang was named the Marquis of Wu'an, and now he has become an auxiliary minister.

"Release!"

Ma Gui retracted his mind and led the crowd into Beijing.

Soon after, a dilapidated carriage slowly drove in.

The carriage stopped in front of the city gates,

Qi Jiguang stepped down from the carriage, carefully straightened his clothes, and walked into the city step by step after waiting for the guards to inspect it.

He did not ride in a horse-drawn carriage, but walked into the city.

This entry into Beijing is a condolence, but also a resignation.

……

Time passed quietly,

It has been a full eighteen days since Zhu Yijun's death.

Officials from all over the country, as well as disciples of the clan, who can enter Beijing, have also entered Beijing.

This day is also the day of Zhu Yijun's funeral.

The streets of the entire capital have been firmly controlled by the soldiers of the Beijing camp, and there are even brocade guards hidden everywhere.

"Winter!"

"Winter! Winter! ”

The sound of the death knell in the palace sounded and spread throughout the capital.

Suddenly, the entire capital seemed to fall into a dead silence.

The melodious sound of bells spreads in the wind and snow.

"Winter!"

Nine rings from the bell, the Son of Heaven died, and the dragon returned to heaven......

The emperor's funeral began.

This also officially announced the end of a generation of emperors!

In an instant, in the capital, inside and outside the palace, there was a cry.

Perhaps for ordinary people, the emperor was far, far away, even out of reach.

Many of them never had the opportunity to meet the emperor in their lives.

But for the common people, the ideology that has been ingrained for thousands of years, the patriarchal rites, and the king is the heaven above their heads.

The word "gentleman's father" is more in front.

Zhu Yijun may have many faults and flaws, but he is not exactly a mediocre king.

In this world, there will also be people who will be grateful for his kindness.

It is not so much that the people are crying for the emperor, but that they are crying for themselves.

No one is sure what the new emperor will be like, whether he will be incompetent or not.

The hearts of the people are confused, and they are even more helpless.

They are afraid, afraid of meeting a mediocre king, afraid that their lives will be in misery from now on.

Palace

On the royal steps of the palace road, an old man dressed in white staggered, hiding his face and crying.

This is a veteran of the Three Dynasties, who originally stepped down and returned to the field, but this time the Son of Heaven died, and he came all the way.

"Your Majesty......"

An official knelt down and kowtowed in front of him, his voice choked.

On both sides of the palace road, hundreds of officials, eunuchs, and palace maids knelt on the ground.

Snow falls in the sky,

The whole palace was full of crying.

Whether they are hypocritical or fake, this scene is always moving.

Hundreds of civil and military officials came one after another, dressed in black gauze plain clothes, with sad faces.

No matter what they thought in their hearts, today they all showed sadness.

But there are also many old ministers who are really sad and crying.

The young prince Zhu Changluo looked ignorant and was held in the hands of the queen mother.

looked at the crying faces around him, with a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

Perhaps infected by this atmosphere, Zhu Changluo's eyes were slightly red, and there seemed to be tears rolling in his eyes.

"Don't cry!"

A gentle voice suddenly sounded in my ears.

Zhu Changluo raised his head and looked at Empress Dowager Li in confusion.

Empress Dowager Li didn't go to see Zhu Changluo, but still said calmly: "Don't cry!" ”

"Remember, you are the man of the Zhu family!"

"The men of the Zhu family can bleed, but they must not shed tears!"

"You are the future emperor, and the emperor cannot have tears."

Empress Dowager Li muttered to herself in a low voice, her eyes looking ahead, her expression calm.

In front of the main hall in front, a huge coffin was quietly parked.

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps outside the hall.

Then, a team of brocade guards came briskly from both sides, their expressions were cold, and their faces seemed to contain no trace of emotion.

On the central royal road, a figure dressed in an ink-colored marquis robe slowly walked by.

The invisible momentum was quietly revealed, giving everyone an extremely terrifying pressure.

Seeing the people coming, the civil and military officials and Tong Kong shrunk, some people showed a trace of hatred in their eyes, and some people showed flattery.

It's not you, but it's more powerful!

In the crowd, there were people who were familiar with Lin Mang's complicated expressions.

Even they never imagined that the person they had worked with would get to where they are today.

Minister!

This is the common thought of all people.

For these gazes, Lin Mang didn't care.

Lin Mang saluted to the Empress Dowager Li, and then walked to the main hall, bowed his hand, and put on a pillar of incense.

"Go all the way!"

Lin Mang said silently in his heart.

On the side, Zuo Wenxian said cautiously: "Master Hou, the time has come." ”

Lin Mang bowed slightly.

Seeing this, Zuo Wenxian, the left attendant of the Ministry of Rites, turned around and said in a loud voice: "Spirit!" ”

"Bye!"

For a time, hundreds of civil and military officials, palace maids and eunuchs fell to the ground.

White flags fluttered in the cold wind.

It's snowing!

The coffin of Emperor Wanli was slowly carried out of the palace.

The bell rings again!

And at this time,

Lin Mang reached out and untied the saber at his waist and came to the coffin.

Under the stunned expressions of the civil and military officials, he carried the coffin on his shoulder.

This is undoubtedly non-compliant, but no one dares to say anything clearly.

Some people secretly curse in their hearts for hypocrisy.

In the eyes of civil and military officials, Lin Mang is "Sima Zhao's heart, known to passers-by", which is too hypocritical.

How the emperor died, even if they don't know what happened, they can guess a thing or two, this move is not hypocrisy.

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Empress Dowager Li was also slightly stunned.

Lin Mang's expression was still the same, and he said: "Spirit! ”

He knew exactly what everyone was thinking, but he didn't care.

He has acted all his life, and he has not cared about the opinions of others.

When a monarch and a minister die, this grievance should be dispersed.

Hearing this, the waiter of the Ministry of Rites on the side hurriedly waved his hand.

The burial procession is very grand.

The funeral procession walked all the way out of Daming Gate, and then along the streets of the capital, all the way to Tianshou Mountain.

At the front of the line, three thousand brocade clothes opened the way.

The young crown prince Zhu Changluo walked in front of the coffin.

After the coffin, there were civil and military officials.

After that, there are the twenty-four guards of the imperial city.

At the end, there are Taoist priests and monks, reciting scriptures.

Everywhere the procession went, the people on both sides of the road knelt down, crying out to the sky, as if to vent the fear and anxiety they had felt for so many days.

With Zhu Yijun buried together, there is also the era of Wanli.

……

Tianshou Mountain,

The funeral procession slowly arrived, and the white soul flags fluttered above the heavens and the earth.

At this point, the funeral will also end.

Watching the coffin being sent into the mausoleum, a trace of loneliness appeared on everyone's faces.

Empress Dowager Li stood in place in a daze, with a rare trace of sadness on her face.

Along the way, she didn't cry, but at the moment her eyes were slightly red.

At this moment,

A hearty shout came from the crowd.

"Wait!"

Everyone subconsciously turned their heads to look.

I don't know when, there were several more people wearing cloaks in the ranks of the hundred officials.

Under the watchful eye, the first person slowly untied the hood on his head.

Everyone instantly gasped and looked horrified.

"Shenhou!"

Stormy waves rose in the hearts of the people.

Zhu Zaichang looked at Lin Mang coldly, and said coldly: "Lin Mang! ”

"Ben Hou is back!"