Zhu Qiyu choked up: "I, our Zhu family, don't live in Yuqing!" ”

For a while, tears flowed down their eyes, crying so much that a group of civil and military ministers forgot to be afraid, and their hearts were very sour.

Qingyun Fairy sighed: "Yu Shaobao has since entered the Heavenly Court Heroic Soul Palace, for thousands of generations, the king is like dust, and Yu Shaobao is still a national hero recognized by the world." ”

She looked at Zhu Qiyu and Zhu Qizhen again: "When Zhu Qiyu was in danger of the country, he stepped forward and knew people well, he was for Mingjun, although he was framed by the villain and died, he will enter reincarnation in the future, and he will be blessed in the next life." ”

Zhu Qiyu was stunned.

The ministers of the Golden Palace were also stunned, and instinctively went to see Zhu Qizhen.

Listening to the words of the fairy, Emperor Jingtai is clearly harmed by people?

Qingyun Fairy looked around, the golden light on the horizon flickered, she rode the clouds up, and rushed to Yu Qian's chin: "Everyone, you will always have a chance to see each other in the future, and now you will all return to you." ”

Zhu Qiyu came back to his senses and said urgently: "Fairy-I want to know, he, my good imperial brother, what will happen to him!" ”

Qingyun Fairy's face sank: "As an emperor, he is unkind, he will take revenge, he can be called one of the top three losers in history, he will naturally leave his stigma in history, and after his death, there will naturally be a reckoning, if Emperor Jingtai is reincarnated later, he can't see it." ”

The fairy spoke lightly, without the slightest bit of fireworks, but everyone in the Golden Palace listened to it with their hearts beating wildly.

Zhu Qizhen's head was even more painful, and he stood up strongly, with bursts of displeasure in his heart, and said: "Indeed, I know that Yu Shaobao is kind to the country, and the duke is selfless, and it is really not what I want to kill, but what he can't stop is not Zhu Qiyu, it is clearly me!" ”

"I treat Yu Qian, which is not unkind, but he strongly advocates that Zhu Qiyu ascend the throne, where do you put me?"

Zhu Qizhen looked at Zhu Qiyu, Yu Qian, and peeked at Qingyun Fairy and other immortals, "If the sky uses this to condemn me, I will not accept it!" ”

Mu Qingyun sneered.

The expression of the Qingyun Fairy on the canopy did not change at all, and he smiled, and said with interest: "Whether you are convinced or not, it has nothing to do with me, anyway, whether you accept it or not, the eighteenth layer of hell, there is always a place for you." ”

"Fairy, the one on Luo Yu Mountain has spoken, and the Great Demon King of the Six Days has gone to a meeting to brainstorm and see how to clean up this orthodox emperor of the Ming Dynasty."

"Also, fairy, I heard that more than half of the famous soldiers who died in Tumu Fort refused to be reincarnated, and they all said that they would wait for this Zhu Qi Town to go down and teach him a lesson."

The little fairies around Qingyun Fairy did not have much reserve as immortals, they were all indignant, looking at Zhu Qizhen's eyes with thorns, and there was a faint hint of schadenfreude when they spoke.

While talking and laughing, I saw that the black fog on the ground gradually spread, cracking a gap, and countless familiar faces appeared in the black mist.

Zhu Qizhen was shocked, retreated several steps in a row, and sat down on the ground again, only to feel gloomy and compassionate, and his vicious gaze made him tremble.

"No, I am the Son of Heaven, I am the Son of Heaven, I am right. He, Zhu Qiyu, imprisoned me in Nangong, and did not allow me to meet with the Qing family, without a king and a father, why can he still enjoy wealth in the next life, and I will suffer from hell? I'm not convinced! ”

A group of fairies couldn't help but laugh in unison.

"Emperor Orthodoxy, when you go back to the bottom, we invite your Emperor Taizu and Emperor Taizong to come over, you can slowly sue them, and tell them if you want to disagree."

Zhu Qizhen froze suddenly, and his heart was cold.

It's not just Zhu Qizhen, the civil and military ministers of the Ming Dynasty, but also the monarchs and ministers of the Daxi Dynasty under the canopy.

On the side of the Daxi Dynasty, many people began to ponder carefully, they were officials in the court before, and they were worthy of the conscience of heaven and earth in life and work?

"Shouldn't we...... Do to make merit go? ”

Several officials thought that they had run errands before, and when they met the sedan chair and shouted grievances, they all went straight away, and now that they think about it, they really shouldn't be.

The emperor's heart was even colder.

In an instant, the time of the previous decades was all squeezed into his head, echoing everywhere, is he Mingjun? Is he worthy of the court, the world, and the ancestors?

When he got to the bottom, did he dare to go to see his ancestors?

He wasn't very afraid of his father, he really wanted to see him, maybe who was afraid of whom? But when he really met Emperor Taizu and Emperor Taizong, he was also weak and short of breath.

Above the canopy, the Qingyun Fairy seemed to be a little tired, her tumbling long sleeves drifted away with the wind, and a few white clouds surrounded her and the immortals.

On the golden palace of the Ming Dynasty, it was full of loneliness.

Under the canopy, the monarchs and ministers of the Daxi Dynasty were also a little depressed.

Suddenly, a crane roared, the golden light of the sky dissipated, and it was already midnight when I came back to my senses, and everything was silent.

Buzzing and talking were everywhere, Mu Qingyun came out of the teahouse, raised his eyes, and there was a bustle everywhere.

Today, the curfew of the imperial court was naturally lifted.

The common people of the city gathered in the streets, and there were no patrolling soldiers to rebuke and drive them away, on the contrary, at least at this moment, most of the people on the streets were friendly, and even the waves of scoundrels who were usually rampant and domineering rarely showed a kind face at this time.

No matter when the original form is revealed, even if there is only a good thought at this moment, there may be many people who live well in this world because of this good thought.

There were several hunters selling hares and pheasants on the side of the road, and Mu Qingyun bought two pheasants, a fat rabbit, and half a sheep from Fan Butcher.

Xia He hurriedly called a helper to pick things for his little lady.

All the way back to Zhuangzi by car, just walked on the long mountain road, far away to see most of the mountain lights brightly, many villagers are gathered on the edge of the ridge, a group of people are weeding and fertilizing work, a group of people sitting on the edge of the field laughing and talking.

The smoke was still rising, Xia He was not surprised at all: "Everyone has been busy for more than a month, the old cow head in front of the new crops has been served carefully, and has also made dense records according to the requirements of the little lady, the work is recognized carefully, didn't the little lady give him a grain award last month, and rewarded the old cow head with twenty taels of silver?" Since then, everyone has been uncomfortable for a moment without working. ”

Xia He said as he laughed.

It's the same with their maids.

The little lady spoke, and she had to give performance bonuses every month, as well as contribution awards, diligence awards, etc., the more rewards, the more bonuses she would give.

Like Sun Huyuan, just because the little lady mentioned it, she actually found a craftsman to study for a long time, and used a bamboo pipe to get a complete set of cold water circulation cooling equipment for Zhuangzi.

The little lady was very happy, and said that these are not very useful now, and when she waits for summer, she will do miraculous deeds, and immediately reward Sun Huyuan and the carpenter with twenty taels of silver each.

Xia He was very envious in his heart.