Your Majesty wants to see me!

The unkempt Fan Wencheng sat up straight, and the image of Zhu Youzhen's innocent life but seemed to be incomparably majestic in the portrayal of his mind also appeared in his mind!

Obstacles to the east, back to the storm. It has only been a few years since he ascended the throne, and he has already dragged Daming out of the abyss that is gradually slipping.

No matter who he Fan Wencheng surrendered and what he did, it couldn't change a fact.

That is what flows in his body, it is pure Han blood, and he is from a famous family.

Needless to say, the distant ancestor Fan Zhongyan said that the great-grandfather who was closer was the official to the military department, although he had declined since his grandfather's generation, he also became the commander of Shenyang Wei. Born in such a family, the height of the natural stand is far more comparable, and he has been smart and studious since he was a child, so even if he is a Han girl, he is also the best among Han women. Otherwise, it will not be reused by Huangtaiji.

In later generations, his contribution to the establishment of the Qing court was huge, especially for the construction of the national system. If it is said that they carry knives to cut people, these Han women may not be able to do it, but they have one of the biggest dangers, that is, they know too much about the country they betrayed.

From the various systems of the imperial court to the functions and powers of officials, they are all well aware.

And Fan Wencheng, who came from a prominent background, is the best of these people.

In his life plan, why didn't he have the illusion of starting a country from the dragon? But all of this was wiped out by Emperor Chongzhen's enthronement.

From beginning to end, he couldn't understand how the Ming Dynasty, in the twilight of the country, suddenly became like eating a strong pill in the street walking man?

Since Qin ruled the world, in this vast land, no dynasty has been able to surpass the three hundred years of national glory.

Often in this period, the imperial power, eunuchs, relatives, and powerful ministers, there will always be one who will jump out and cause trouble. It is true that the demise of a country is often due to external troubles, but compared with external troubles, it is internal worries that hurt its vitality more.

And internal and external troubles, Daming has all accounted for them.

He was ready for the collapse of an empire, but he was suddenly thrown around, like a lost dog, and now he has become a prisoner, life and death are in the thoughts of others.

This was difficult for him to accept, but his backbone had been exhausted, and he could no longer find his shame.

Your Majesty wants to see me.

Perhaps, what if, if Your Majesty is in a good mood, he spares his own life?

What's more, he really wanted to meet this famous emperor and see how different he was to achieve such an achievement.

Fan Wencheng, who was shackled, was escorted all the way to the palace, and after waiting for a long time, he finally met the legendary Emperor Chongzhen.

"Slave Fan Wencheng, knock to see His Majesty the Emperor! Long live Your Majesty, long live, long live!"

Without being reminded by others, Fan Wencheng immediately knelt on the ground and shouted in an extremely pious voice.

Naturally, he didn't dare to raise his head, but just carefully stared at Zhu Youjian's feet in front of him with the rest of his eyes.

Zhu Youzhen, who was standing on the platform looking into the distance, heard his name, slowly turned around, and looked condescendingly at Fan Wencheng with one ear.

"Fan Wencheng, the slaves were all destroyed by me, haven't you been enough to be a slave?"

Zhu Youzhen's tone sounded calm, but it seemed to have murderous intent, Fan Wencheng shuddered and spoke again in fear.

"Slaves, ministers, little ones... Sin deserves death! I beg your Majesty's forgiveness!"

Feeling the oppression of the surrounding atmosphere, Fan Wencheng became a little incoherent, his mind was already blank, and all the words he had thought about before coming were gone, but he just kept kowtowing subconsciously, as if the sincerity of asking for forgiveness was really sufficient.

"Hmph... Keep your head up."

People like Fan Wencheng who don't act until they are dying have really seen him over the years. Sincerely, looking at his miserable old face, you don't even have to guess to know.

"I didn't intend to kill you, but how long you will live depends on your own performance."

Summoned him to come because Zhu Youzhen wanted to see this Han woman who had made great contributions to the Central Plains of the Qing Dynasty, and wanted to see what was different about this Ming sinner.

At first glance, I was disappointed.

No matter how many strategies he has in his mind, he is just a spineless and shameless literati.

But Zhu Youzhen really didn't plan to kill him, because he was still somewhat effective.

"Thank you for Your Majesty's grace not to kill, and the small one is willing to tie the grass ring and be a cow and a horse to repay Your Majesty's grace of not killing!"

Fan Wencheng banged a few big heads, and there were blood marks on the white marble slabs. With his nondescript Japanese hairstyle that he didn't have time to repair, it's just

When Zhu Youzhen saw him like this, his brows furrowed even deeper, and he didn't want to look at him again, so he turned around and left.

"Wang Banban, arrange for someone to tell him what he should do next, if he doesn't want to, it's too late."

"Yes, hooray."

Wang Chengen agreed to Zhu Youzhen's words, and then looked at Fan Wencheng with a smile.

When Fan Wencheng heard it, he ordered it like pounding garlic.

"Yes, I am willing to do whatever Your Majesty asks me to do."

"Don't talk so much, get up, you follow Xiaofuzi out of the palace, you will naturally know what to do" Saying that, Wang Chengen quickly followed Zhu Youzhen.

"There's a father-in-law."

Fan Wencheng saw that everyone was gone, so he saluted Xiaofuzi and whispered.

Xiao Fuzi glanced at him and pursed his lips.

"Come with me."

"I heard that you are still a descendant of Pham Van Zhenggong?" On the way, Xiaofuzi asked.

"Father-in-law, exactly."

"I heard that your great-ancestor also served as the secretary of the military department of the Jiajing Dynasty?"

"It does."

Fan Wencheng didn't know what Xiao Fuzi was asking like this, could it be that this eunuch ancestor had received the favor of the Fan family, and now if he wanted to take care of himself for the sake of the ancestors?

Although he thought so in his heart, he didn't dare to show it on his face, and he still looked sincerely afraid.

Xiao Fuzi stopped, turned his head and looked at him carefully, his eyes stayed on his open ears for a while, and Fan Wencheng, who was looking directly, felt furious. Suddenly, he sighed and walked on.

"You say, if they knew about your current virtue, would the coffin board not cover it?"

Yes?

Fan Wencheng opened his mouth slightly, and his mood was indescribably complicated.

Does it have to be so bad?

Do you have to be so mean?

Fan Wencheng, who fantasizes about being taken care of by the descendants of the deceased, is not to mention how disappointed he is.

"Fan Wenzhenggong, who died in silence and did not live in silence, is simply an insult to him to have descendants like you......

Xiao Fuzi naturally didn't care about his feelings, and walked forward while talking non-stop, while Fan Wencheng followed him step by step, like a stupid dog.

He led Fan Wencheng all the way out of the palace, came to Fusi in Beizhen, and found Tian Ergeng.