In the imperial study, the rest of the people were retreated outside the house, including Wang Zhenliang.

Zhao Yizhi was absolutely relieved of Wang Zhenliang, and wanted him to stay, but Chang Mi took the lead in "discussing" with this old buddy and "kicked" him out of the door.

A gentleman and a minister sat down, and Zhao Yizhi was somewhat ashamed when he saw Chang Mi's old appearance.

"Chang Lao, if you had said this earlier, I wouldn't have recruited you."

Chang Mi waved his hand and smiled: "Heh, the old man has been waiting for this day for many years..."

What do you mean by that? Do you know why I recruited you? Zhao Yizhi was a little surprised.

"Your Majesty has been sitting in the capital for a long time, isn't he panicking and wanting to go out for a walk? Hehehe, the invasion of Beiyi is nothing new in Daqi... Ahem, women and children know it. ”

Zhao Yizhi is right when he thinks about it, more than 500,000 soldiers and horses have been dispatched from all over the world, how can this matter be hidden from the world?

"Yes, the Beiyi invasion, I... I am really uneasy, some time ago, a master pointed out, saying that Chang Lao you have a way, I don't know..."

Chang Mi unbuttoned his clothes, took out a quaint black box from his arms, and stroked it gently.

Zhao Yizhi stared at the box, his consciousness came out early, but he found that he couldn't invade at all, and he didn't know what was in the box.

Chang Mi seemed to be aware of it, and his dim old eyes brightened slightly: "Your Majesty is too anxious, isn't this Your Majesty... Ahem... Did His Majesty give the old minister a red pen? ”

As he spoke, he opened the box and took out a red pen from the box.

Zhao Yizhi also remembered that when Chang Mi left the capital, he did give a red pen, which was a parting gift, but he didn't know why he brought it back again, and he was so precious.

Chang Mi smiled, the wrinkles on his face were like the dead bark of an old tree, and said, "Your Majesty must have a lot of questions... Wait for the old minister to talk about it in detail. ”

Zhao Yizhi knew that the matter was important, so he didn't rush it, and waited patiently for him to come.

"Your Majesty came back from the dead, and the old minister... I've seen the celestial phenomena. At that time, the Emperor Star was indeed dim and dim, and even disappeared for a moment... But later, it suddenly bloomed again. The old minister knew... Your Majesty is back, but it's not Your Majesty who has come back..."

Zhao Yizhi was shocked in his heart, this was his biggest secret. He also only told the Queen Mother, who collapsed prematurely, Wang Zhenliang... Maybe I guessed some clues. But Wang Zhenliang is loyal, and he will definitely not talk nonsense, this old man of the Heavenly Prison can see it just by looking at the celestial phenomena?

"There has never been such a thing before the Great Qi Dynasty, and the old minister thinks... His Majesty should have come from later. Since that day, the emperor star has been unusually bright every day, even more than before, and the old minister knows that this Jinling City... I'm afraid I won't be able to trap Your Majesty. ”

"But the emperor's qi needs to be nourished by the dragon's energy, and the dragon's qi also needs to be suppressed. At first, there was nothing to do. It wasn't until His Majesty gave this red pen to the old minister that the old minister had a way. ”

Zhao Yizhi didn't say anything about himself, but leaned forward, more concerned about the law of leaving Beijing.

"The old minister is using this red pen as a carrier to collect the dragon qi of the Quartet... It has been cultivated so far, and now, it can be used. ”

"The old minister brought this red pen back, just to use the dragon qi on this money... to absorb the dragon qi of the capital, and then the red pen is carried by His Majesty, which can nourish his own imperial energy. Ahem, ahem... And with the Zhu pen as the load, His Majesty will not be unable to support it because the dragon qi is too strong. ”

"There's only one way for the old minister..."

Zhao Yizhi asked with concern: "Chang Lao, you have been coughing non-stop since you entered the door, or I will call a doctor..."

"Ahem, ahem... The old minister is safe, Your Majesty does not need to worry... Your Majesty doesn't care how long this red pen lasts? ”

"How long?"

Chang Mi licked his lips: "As long as this Zhu pen is here, Your Majesty will be fine." ”

Zhao Yizhi's eyes became a little hot, and soon, he pressed his heart: "I'm afraid this matter is not so easy to do, right?" ”

Chang Mi smiled: "Since the old minister said it, it must be able to do it, otherwise... Isn't that guilty of deceit? Ahem, ahem..."

Zhao Yizhi also laughed: "Chang Lao is a bully, and he is not guilty." ”

"I wonder when Your Majesty wants to leave Beijing?"

"The sooner the better!"

Yi Xiaodao, Zhou Ziru, and most of the generals in the DPRK and China are in Beiyi, and even Chen Congwei has been sent out, and Zhao Yizhi is in the capital, and he is really unstable.

Chang Mi nodded: "Okay... It's good soon... Then it's time tonight... At that time, Yang Qi is the weakest, so this method is feasible! ”

"Chang Lao Aiqing, what do you need? Even though! Zhao Yi waved his hand, at this time, Chang Mi is lion opened his mouth, and he didn't care.

Chang Mi lowered his head and was silent for a while, Zhao Yizhi almost thought he was asleep.

Just when Zhao Yizhi was about to ask again, Chang Mi raised his head and said, "Your Majesty... If you can, old minister... I want to go to the Taimiao Temple to have a look..."

"Taimiao..."Speaking of Taimiao, Zhao Yizhi also fell silent. It is the place where the ancestors of the Daqi Zhao clan are enshrined, and the sacred reverence is extreme.

It's just that Zhao Yizhi is not embarrassed for this reason, but Chen Song and Chen Taifu, who cut himself in Taimiao...

"Your Majesty, didn't you think that the old minister also wanted to choose that place to cut himself? Hahahaha... Cough cough cough cough..."Chang Mi laughed too quickly, coughing non-stop.

"I... That's what worries you. ”

Zhao Yizhi is not a person of this era, and he does not have that sense of sacred humility towards his ancestors and ancestors. It's just that Chen Song cut himself there, and some old ministers wanted to go to Taimiao again, but Zhao Yizhi didn't allow it.

"The problem of not being able to leave Beijing not only troubles Your Majesty, but also troubles the emperors of all generations... The old minister wants to report good news... Moreover, the things entrusted by His Majesty have not yet been completed by the ministers, so how dare they judge themselves? ”

Zhao Yizhi didn't know much about Chang Mi, but he also felt that at this critical moment of life and death in the Great Apocalypse, he would never joke and come all the way to the palace to seek death.

"Okay, Chang Lao Aiqing can take care of himself." Zhao Yizhi agreed.

Chang Mi trembled on the bamboo bed and wanted to get up, but Zhao Yizhi hurriedly went up to help: "Old Aiqing doesn't have to be polite, come and send Chang to adult!" ”

The four little eunuchs ran in from outside, lifted the bamboo bed, and Chang Mi turned around and instructed, "Your Majesty... Tonight. Outside the palace and palace! ”

Zhao Yizhi nodded solemnly: "Okay, I have written it down!" ”

According to Chang Mi's instructions, the little eunuchs directly carried him to the Taimiao and sent him into the Taimiao, and then the four of them withdrew, leaving Chang Mi here alone.

Before leaving, the eyes of the little eunuchs scanned Chang Mi's body a few times, and Chang Mi knew that they were afraid that he had a sharp weapon hidden on his body to cut himself.

After the little eunuchs left, Chang Mi wanted to get up from the bamboo bed, but after trying for a long time, he only turned over, let alone got off the ground.

"Rank the first emperor, the minister often secretly asks the holy spirit of the first emperor!"

On the offering stage, many tablets did not move, as if they were examining this old minister.

Chang Mi coughed twice, and then said: "The old minister has been observing the celestial phenomena for more than 60 years, and he has never seen such a fierce appearance!" The army of the tiger and wolf in the north has coveted the Central Plains for a long time, and now that they are going south, the people are in danger, and they hope that the first emperor will help! ”

"The law of the old minister, if you want to infuse the dragon qi into the vermilion pen, this vermilion pen is carried by His Majesty, so that the conflict between the dragon qi and the imperial qi can be temporarily avoided. However, the Great Khan of Beiyi, the tiger of the world, please also ask the first emperors to appear and help Your Majesty! ”

After speaking in one breath, Chang Mi did not pause at all, and did his best. He took out a box from his bosom and opened it, revealing the red pen inside.

After a moment of silence, an ethereal voice echoed in the main hall of the Taimiao: "This son is not my Zhao family, Chang Mi, do you know?" ”

Chang Mi lay on the bamboo bed, bowed his head and didn't dare to respond: "The old minister knows!" ”

"If it's not my Zhao family, how can I be the emperor? Because he is still diligent in government, we do not interfere much. How dare you come to him now? ”

When this voice came to the back, there was already a bit of a stern flavor in it.

Chang Mi lowered his head and replied: "The eight kings don't listen to orders, bandits are rampant in the rivers and lakes, thieves are in chaos, and all major factions are forbidden by force. Thanks to His Majesty, Daqi turned the corner from danger to peace, the various feudal lands were gradually recovered, the people of Nanhuai lived and worked in peace and contentment, and the bandits in the land of Donglu were quelled... And so on, and so on, thanks to Your Majesty! ”

"The old minister also knows that His Majesty today is not from the Zhao clan. However, this is not unavoidable. For... It is to save the people of Daqi and the people of the world! ”

After waiting for a while, Chang Mi didn't hear a voice anymore, and sighed softly: "If the first emperor is unwilling to help, the old minister will think of another way." Farewell to the Holy Spirit of the previous emperors. ”

"Hahahaha, I was originally worried that the people of the future generations would not be able to compare with the sages of the previous life. Now it seems that I have been overly worried! A hearty laugh rang out, dispelling Chang Mi's desire to call the little eunuch.

The voice was hearty and loud, without that ethereal feeling, and it sounded as if someone was actually laughing and talking in their ears.

"Don't be embarrassed for him, Beiyi has been a huge threat to us for generations. We don't have the ability to solve it, but we hand it over to these juniors, and now the juniors ask for help, are they not willing to help? ”

Chang Mi's heart was skipping straight, and he didn't know how many emperors this was, and if he dared to speak to other ranking emperors in such a tone, he would rush to this tone, and the identity of this first emperor would not be low.

"I started the Great Apocalypse, to be honest, I made a mistake in dividing the Eight Kings, and I didn't make this start. But fortunately, Zhao Yizhi found this kid with the same name and surname from later generations, and he is also reliable! This time, I'll start with Beiyi's matter. ”

A bright light flashed, and a figure stood in front of Chang Mi's head, Chang Mi glanced at it carefully, and the dragon robes of the people in front of him were all golden and shining, which made people fearful.

Chang Mi knew that this was none other than the founder of Daqi and the ancestor of entrepreneurship, Zhao Shijiu.

"Protect the common people!"

Zhao Shijiu didn't talk nonsense, and walked out directly, and with just one step, his figure shrank and even disappeared, blending into the Zhu pen.

"Father, wait for the sons!" Another figure stood in front of Chang Mi.

"It's hard to save the country!" The Second Emperor, followed.

With the proofing of the two ancestors of the first and second generations, the rest of the emperors did not slack off and followed in the footsteps of their predecessors.

"Fu Sheji!"

"Turn the tide!"

"Shock the army!"

"Revenge!"

……

After a while, on the top of the Taimiao, all the tablets fell down, without exception, face down.

Nor is the Heroic Spirit.

Chang Mi trembled and held the box, and said excitedly: "Daqi is saved!" The Great Apocalypse is saved!! ”