Yongle seven years.

Fengtian Palace, the imperial study.

"Buzz"

After the group meeting, Zhu Di stepped out of the light gate.

"Hiss"

Gently touching the blood marks on his face, it made Zhu Di grin in pain.

He was full of resentment, and his father deliberately left scars, which clearly embarrassed him.

"Come on, spread the prince, the king of Han, and the king of Zhao into the palace."

Thinking of the situation in the Chongzhen Dynasty, Zhu Di couldn't care about the injury on his face and shouted.

"Son-in-law, see father!"

Soon, Zhu Di's three sons walked into the imperial study and greeted them together.

"Excuse me."

Zhu Di waved his hand and was about to say something.

"Hiss"

Seeing Zhu Di for the first time, the three princes gasped together.

Who hit the wound on my father's face?

In the entire Ming Dynasty, the grandfather who was qualified to beat his father had already died.

so

Be. Queen mother?

Hey, this is the boudoir pleasure of the father and the queen mother?

I didn't expect it, father, you with thick eyebrows and big eyes, actually play so much?

For a while, the three princes seemed to have discovered a new world, and their eyes were quite strange when they looked at Zhu Di.

"Huh? What kind of eyes are you looking at? The wound on my face was inflicted by my father, and as a son of man, I am in pain and happy. ”

Facing the strange eyes of his three sons, Zhu Di seemed to understand their meaning, and hurriedly explained.

Although he was beaten by his father, Zhu Di was quite resentful, but at the same time, he was more happy in his heart.

Dad beat him, which means that the matter of his rebellion is over, which can be regarded as a recognition of the legitimacy of his throne.

Moreover, the record of him in the history of the Ming Dynasty also made Zhu Di's heart excited.

As a usurper like Tang Taizong, he had to do his best to do his best, so as not to leave a bad reputation in history.

Now, not to mention his name in history, he has also been recognized by his father, and Zhu Di's heart is full of excitement.

The three princes nodded in unison: Yes, yes, father, you are right, throw the pot on grandpa's head, there is really yours.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, you'll know later."

Seeing them nodding, Zhu Di thought they understood, so he didn't say much, anyway, they would know when they saw their father in the future.

His expression was solemn and he shouted, "Spread my will." ”

"Whoa."

The three princes instantly put away the expressions on their faces and stood up straight in unison.

"Order, send 100,000 soldiers from all divisions of the Beijing Division to accompany me to the imperial expedition, King Zhao of Han to accompany the army, and the prince to supervise the country."

Getting his father's approval is only the first step, Zhu Di wants to perform well and get his father's reward.

Therefore, he planned to directly send 100,000 troops to assist Chongzhen.

Well. As for the messenger being beheaded by the Tatars?

I'll talk about it when I come back from the war!

"Dad, are you going to fight the Tatars? I'll just say, those Tartars don't obey the king, so they should be taught a good lesson. ”

Zhu Gaoxu, the king of Han, was the most brave and restless, and when he heard Zhu Di's words, and then thought of the previous gossip, he immediately became excited.

"Prince, I'll hand over Daming to you, no problem, right?"

Zhu Di ignored him and looked at the eldest Zhu Gaochi.

"Father and emperor can rest assured, the son is very experienced."

Zhu Gaochi has long been accustomed to the position of executive vice emperor, and said that it is not a problem.

After all, since his father Zhu Di started the army, he has always been in charge of logistics in Beiping.

After so many years, he has long been refined.

Isn't it just from managing a Beiping to managing the entire Ming Dynasty, what a big deal!

"That's good, with you in charge of the rear, I can rest assured that I will go out to fight."

Zhu Di patted him on the shoulder and said happily.

Fourteen years of orthodoxy.

Qianqing Palace.

Zhu Qizhen walked out of the light gate and returned to his own world.

He found himself still sitting on the dragon chair, and the ministers below were still arguing.

"It turns out that what I have lost is only the soul, and the body is still in place."

Zhu Qizhen had a clear understanding.

"Hiss"

At this moment, the civil and military officials below stopped in unison and turned their heads to look at Zhu Qizhen with a deep horror on their faces.

If they are not mistaken, the pig's head sitting on the dragon chair is their Emperor Majesty?

But just now, His Majesty the Emperor was fine, why did he become a big pig's head in a blink of an eye?

The ministers didn't understand it, and they were shocked!

"Just now, when you were arguing about whether I should go on a personal expedition, I met Emperor Taizu and Emperor Taizong."

Seeing the strange eyes of the ministers, Zhu Qizhen didn't know what they meant, and said in a leisurely tone.

Ministers: Nani, what are you talking about?

"Emperor Taizu has become an immortal, and he has become a Taiyi Golden Immortal, the world is destroyed and I am not destroyed, and the world is decayed and I am immortal."

Zhu Qizhen ignored the expressions of the ministers, and said to himself: "His old man told me about the next two hundred years, and I will bury 500,000 soldiers of the Ming Dynasty this time, and I will be captured by the Taishi Wara, and my Ming Dynasty will almost lose the country." ”

Therefore, he beat me up! As you can see, I beat the pig's head! ”

"So!"

Zhu Qizhen slapped on the imperial case and said angrily: "Come on, push Wang Zhen out and behead him, Yi three clans." ”

The culprit of the change in the civil fort is the eunuch Wang Zhen!

"Yes!"

Immediately, a large internal guard rushed in and pulled Wang Zhen away.

"Your Majesty spares your life, even if the slave and maid deserve death, please give the slave and maid a chance for the sake of the slave and maid who have no merit and hard work over the years."

Wang Zhen had a bad premonition in his heart from the moment he saw the changes in Zhu Qizhen's face.

Sure enough, as soon as the emperor gave the order, he was about to push him out and behead him, and he would also raze the three clans.

He was immediately so frightened that his legs were weak, and he quickly knelt down and begged for mercy.

When the guards saw it, they didn't know what to do, what if His Majesty just said hello?

"Huh? What are you still doing in a daze, pushing it out and cutting it. ”

Zhu Qizhen waved his hand, determined to kill Wang Zhen.

"Your Majesty spares your life."

With Wang Zhen's screams, he was quickly dragged out.

After a while, the guards came back to restore their lives, and Wang Zhen's head was cut off.

"My Emperor is wise!"

Seeing that Wang Zhen was really killed, knowing that the emperor was going to play for real, the ministers shouted together.

"British duke, you are solely responsible for the expedition to Warat, how about it?"

After killing Wang Zhen, Zhu Qizhen was in a good mood and looked at the leaders of Xungui's side.

The British Gong Zhang Fu was an old minister of the Yongle Dynasty, who assisted the Yongle Emperor, Renzong, Xuanzong, and had an expedition to Jiaozhi, which can be described as a high degree of hard work.

It is absolutely right to leave the matter of this invasion of Warat to a professional like the British Duke to deal with.

"Your Majesty is wise, and the old minister will live up to Your Majesty's expectations and drive the Warat Tartars back to the desert!"

The white-haired British Duke was seventy-five years old, and when he heard this, he couldn't help but cry.

"Okay, I am very relieved that there are British soldiers leading the expedition."

After solving the invasion of Warat, Zhu Qizhen was in a better mood.

"Also, Emperor Taizu invited me to go to the world at the end of the Ming Dynasty to help my sixteenth emperor of the Ming Dynasty suppress the rebellion and relieve him of the danger of his imminent annihilation."

After thinking about it, Zhu Qizhen looked at the ministers, and then said, "How many soldiers and horses do you think I should bring with me?" ”

"Boom"

As soon as the words fell, the ministers turned over.

Late Ming Dynasty? The sixteenth emperor? Annihilation?

Good guy, my Ming Dynasty is less than a hundred years old, and the sixth emperor is on the throne, and you actually explain to me that the country will be destroyed at the end of the country?

If it weren't for Zhu Qizhen's pig-headed face, the ministers would still think that he had lost his mind.

"Dare to ask Your Majesty, what is the situation in that time and space, and who can help us?"

When the ministers were shocked, the British Duke stood up and asked.

"Emperor Taizu said that although there was some trouble in the world at the end of the Ming Dynasty, it was not a big problem."

Zhu Qizhen waved his hand, and said with a relaxed face: "With Emperor Taizu and Grandpa Taizu personally taking action, I just need to follow behind to beat soy sauce." ”

"Shhh Emperor Taizu and Emperor Taizong personally shot? ”

The British duke was numb, and hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, the old minister asks for war to help suppress the rebellion in the late Ming Dynasty!" ”

If he could see the Yongle Emperor and the Hongwu Emperor again, he would die without regrets.

"Your Majesty, please fight! British princess, don't rob us young people. ”

"Your Majesty, the old minister is not talented, and he asked himself to lead the troops to help with this expedition to the end of the Ming Dynasty."

"I'm the same."

With an uproar, Chengguo Gong Zhu Yong, Taining Hou Chen Ying, Horse Du Jingyuan, Pingxiang Bo Chen Huai, Xiangcheng Bo Li Zhen, Sui An Bo Chen Xun and other nobles asked for battle.

How could they miss such a great opportunity?

As for the British duke, which one is he? We don't know him!

"Fart, you guys are waiting for labor and management, and I have to beat you to death when I go to court."

The British Duke was so anxious that his face turned red, and he glared at the nobles viciously, threatening.

"Hey, English duke, that's not the case, your old man still has to defend himself against the invasion of Warat."

Zhu Yong, the Duke of Chengguo, retorted: "Compared with helping other worlds, the affairs of our own world are the big things. ”

"It's extreme, and what Cheng Guogong said is reasonable."

"Don't pick up the watermelon."

When the nobles heard this, they joined in.

"Huh? Zhu Yong? You're not honest, do you want to practice? ”

The British man rolled up his sleeves, his eyebrows and hair were open, and he looked ready to hit someone.

"Okay, okay, noisy, what's the system?"

Zhu Qizhen, who was on the dragon chair, saw it, and said with a smile: "British duke, the invasion of Warat is very important, you have to do it!" ”

"As for helping the world at the end of the Ming Dynasty, in my opinion, I can just lead 10,000 soldiers and horses by myself."

Among the nobles, except for the British duke, all the others are mediocre and useless.

"Your Majesty, no."

Originally, the ministers didn't say a word, but they would have thought that Zhu Qizhen would actually want to drive the expedition again, and if they didn't want to, they would oppose it.

"Don't say it, I've made up my mind, let's go down and prepare for the expedition!"

It's just that this time Zhu Qizhen has already made up his mind, and he didn't discuss it with them at all.

"Wait for the order!"

The ministers had no choice but to obey orders.

October of the sixteenth year of Chongzhen.

At this time, the Ming Dynasty has sunset and is about to be swept into the dust of history.

Sun Chuanting was killed, Ruzhou was defeated, and the last Optimus Prime of the Ming Dynasty fell.

Li Zicheng, the king of Chuang, broke through Tongguan and occupied Shaanxi and the northwest region, and hundreds of thousands of rebels approached the Beijing division with a devastating force;

The Guanning Iron Cavalry was in the hands of Wu Sangui, and he was pinned on by Chongzhen, and he was about to surrender to the Houjin Tatar slaves;

The situation has reached the point of no return, the world is in turmoil, the edifice will fall, where is the future?

It is no wonder that Chongzhen was desperate, grief, and helpless, and ran to the temple to cry.

In such a situation, Emperor Ren Taizu was resurrected, and he also had a headache.

However, God did not completely exterminate the old Zhu family, giving Zhu Youzhen a hope.

In the Taimiao, the ancestors and ancestors appeared, and the Chongzhen Emperor Zhu Youzhen was able to enter the chat group of the Ming Emperor Alliance.

"Buzz"

After the group meeting, Zhu Youzhen stepped out of the light gate full of hope.

He slowly opened his eyes, and what caught his eye was the ancestral tablet enshrined in the Taimiao.

He has a book in his cuff, called: History of the Ming Dynasty!

"Woo, I'm saved, thank you ancestors!"

With a plop, Zhu Youzhen knelt in front of the tablet and cried with joy.

In this short moment, he has been reborn, as if he is a different person.

After reading the history of the Ming Dynasty and getting the guidance of his ancestors, he is no longer hesitant, no longer despairing, and no longer grieving.

"Donglin Party hum!"

At the same time, for the so-called Gonggong princes in the court, Zhu Youzhen had infinite killing intent in his heart.

Holding the Ming Dynasty's Yulu, enjoying the admiration of all the people, he became a leading party in a blink of an eye, welcoming the Manchu Tartars into the customs?

Donglin Party. Jiangnan Shi clan, Jiangnan wealthy merchants, eight Jin merchants, water is too cold. Itchy scalp.

You all deserve to die!

Since Da Ming died in the seventeenth year of Chongzhen, then you all give Da Ming a funeral!

At this time, Zhu Youzhen had no scruples in his heart and completely let himself go!

I am not the king of the dead country, and the ministers are all the ministers of the dead country!

Zhu Youzhen left the Taimiao, returned to the palace, called Wang Chengen, and asked him to announce the dynasty.

He sat on the dragon chair and waited for a long time, and the officials walked in one after another.

Merely.

Zhu Youzhen's good mood didn't last long, and he became angry.

But I saw that in the main hall, the number of officials in the previous dynasty was only half of the original, and many people did not come at all.

"Okay, good, only half of the people from the last dynasty came, and you are all good ministers of mine, haha!"

Zhu Youzhen laughed angrily, like a crazy laugh: "You wait, when Emperor Taizu Chengzu comes, there will be your good fruit to eat." ”

It's over, the emperor is crazy!

The ministers chuckled in their hearts, secretly exclaiming that it was not good.

Knowing this, he fled south with the others.

"Your Majesty is angry, and the officials who have not yet gone to the court have gone to collect military salaries."

When the head of the cabinet Wei Zaode saw it, he stood up and said respectfully.

[The leader of the group, Emperor Hongwu, is alone, the group member Yongle Emperor carries 100,000 soldiers and horses, and the group member orthodox emperor carries 10,000 soldiers and horses to apply for arrival, may I ask if Emperor Chongzhen, a member of the group, allows it? ] 】

At this moment, a familiar mechanical sound sounded in Zhu Youzhen's mind.

"Raising money for military pay? Heh, you can save this until you see Emperor Taizu Chengzu. ”

He sneered, glanced at the ministers below with pity, and ignored them.

Let you be hard-mouthed first, and when Taizu and Chengzu come, you will know how to write the dead word.

He turned his head to look at Wang Chengen and said, "You and I will welcome the arrival of Emperor Taizu Chengzu." ”

Looking at the whole world, he sadly found that only Wang Chengen was loyal to him.

"Allow, allow!"

After arranging the greeting matters, Zhu Youzhen silently agreed to the application for the arrival of the three ancestors.

(End of chapter)