'Kierang. ’

'Why don't you call it a cockroach. ’

In the Fengtian Palace, Ji Boying on the dragon chair was a little sick to his stomach.

At this moment, he also understood a little why Zhu Zhanji, who was known as the hexagonal emperor of the Ming Dynasty by later generations, didn't do anything when he first ascended the throne, and pondered all day long how to abolish Hu Shanxiang's throne and help this Sun family to ascend the throne.

The sound of Jilang that Sun subconsciously shouted turned out to be a clip sound!

And it's still seamless!

Obviously, it was a normal sound in the last second, and it was just tea in tea.

This kind of flattering ability, which can only be practiced by a special tea master, has been burned into the bone marrow.

Sun's fire-like woman was called disaster water in ancient times, green tea in later generations, and princess in the mountains and flowing water.

And Zhu Zhanji, looking at his face, is obviously a person who likes to drink tea very much, if he follows Ji Boying back to the next generation, he must be a frequent visitor to the teahouses of major apartments in office buildings.

"Kiran, you, you're back..."

Sun completely ignored the hot pain on his face with the slap just now, and hugged Zhu Zhanji.

The voice is soft, and the face is misty.

"You..."

Originally, Zhu Zhanji's slap was very sharp, but the moment he was hugged by Sun, the tea addiction came up instantly.

And in the palace, Yu Qian, Wang Zhi and other ministers were all stunned.

In astonishment, he knelt down without hesitation.

"Congratulations to the first emperor!"

Ma Shun on the side was also stunned.

First Emperor?!

Before he successfully hugged Eunuch Wang's thigh, he was just a nobody in the brocade guard, and he didn't even have the qualifications to enter the Forbidden City on duty, where could he have the opportunity to see Emperor Xuande's Tianyan.

"Ma Shun, seeing that the first emperor appeared and did not kneel, do you want to rebel?!"

Yu Qian drank coldly.

Rebel against this head, how did Ma Shun splash the water, Yu Qian poured it back untouched.

Groov.

Ma Shun's heart trembled, his legs weakened, and he knelt on the ground.

"Minister, the minister Jinyi Wei commanded Ma Shun, to welcome the first emperor...!"

Zhu Zhanji glanced at the goods, and there was a cold light in his eyes.

He remembered very well that the immortal master said that when Wang Zhen was in power, he was a lackey from the ceremonial supervisor Dongchang to the Jinyi guard.

"Father, Father...!"

Zhu Qiyu's eyes were red, and he knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

Well?

Zhu Qiyu, who had just knelt down, was stunned, why did the person in front of him look a little familiar.

In front of Zhu Qiyu, there was also a squatting one, except for the swollen head like an 8424 big watermelon, and the hazy facial features looked like his own cauldron.

At this time, the Sun family muttered softly, completely ignoring that this was the temple of heaven for government administration.

"Kierang, do you know how much I've missed you all these years."

Sun's eyes were full of tears, and he looked up at Zhu Zhanji.

"Every late night in the past fourteen years since you left, I have been tossing and turning, every time I see Kilang in my dreams, and I wake up with my bed wet."

At this point, his cheeks turned red.

"I ......"

Zhu Zhanji just wanted to be tough again.

"Shhhh Don't talk. ”

Sun's eighteenth class of tea art danced, picked up a thin finger of jade onion against Zhu Zhanji's lips, and slowly leaned on Zhu Zhanji's chest.

"Let me listen to your heartbeat and let me not wake up from this dream......"

On the dragon chair, Ji Boying's scalp was already numb when he listened.

This is the first time he has felt so uncomfortable since he started work in the Ming dynasty.

Sister Sun, you have more than 40 grandchildren, pay attention to the influence, and consider the feelings of others, okay?!

Ji Boying got up and walked slowly to the middle of the temple steps.

It was also at this time that the more than a dozen important ministers who were kneeling noticed Ji Boying's appearance, and they all looked surprised.

For the apparition of the first emperor, this thing can also be explained by theology.

After all, in the Ming Dynasty, there was still a large market for Taoist Buddhist theology, from the princes and nobles to the common people, all of them sincerely burned incense and prayed for the blessing of the gods.

But how to explain the appearance of Ji Boying?

This doesn't look like the Buddha in the temple or the Taoist ancestor in the Taoist temple.

"Don't be angry, Zhan Ji knows that he is wrong."

Zhu Zhanji saw Ji Boying get up, and hurriedly pushed the Sun family away.

In front of his subordinates, his son, and his little tea master, he respectfully bowed to Ji Boying and admitted his mistake.

"You are not wrong with the true nature of a man."

"You're wrong because you forgot who you are."

Ji Boying glanced at Zhu Zhanji and looked at Sun by the way.

This charming woman over forty years old is very well maintained.

The face is like a goose egg, it looks like a girl in her twenties, quite a girl, in this forty-something wolf-like age and such charm, if you are in your teens and twenties, you dare not imagine.

It is really understandable that Zhu Zhanji can't bear it.

However, he is an emperor, and that is unforgivable.

"Zhan Ji strictly obeys the teachings of the immortal master."

Cold sweat slipped down Zhu Zhanji's forehead.

In this scene, Yu Qian, who was kneeling on the ground, and other ministers, commanded Ma Shun, who was still trembling in his legs, and looked at the Sun family who was pushed away.

The first emperor actually saluted this person?

Who is this person?

Immortal Master?!

"The words of the immortal master, you should listen to them with all your heart."

Zhu Zhanji straightened his waist and shouted at the ministers in the hall.

"Obey the Immortal Master's Command!"

A cadre of important ministers headed by Wang Zhi, a heavenly official, should all claim their orders.

"Hmm."

Ji Boying swept past the orthodox ministers kneeling under His Highness, as well as Yu Qian, who had not yet achieved fame.

"Today, with the will of heaven, from now on, the position of the son of heaven in Zhu Qizhen will be abolished."

As soon as these words came out, everyone's minds in the Fengtian Hall were buzzing.

Zhu Qizhen?

Where is Zhu Qizhen?

It was also at this time that Yu Qian, Wang Zhimashun, and Sun saw the figure squatting on the ground, and from the swollen facial features, Zhu Qizhen's appearance could indeed be vaguely distinguished.

"Wu'er..."

Sun's body trembled, and he leaned over and hugged Zhu Qizhen.

Bao Zong's pig-headed head was a little dizzy, and his swollen eyes opened a slit.

The moment I saw that it was my own mother, my lips trembled with excitement, and then I cried out with a wow.

"Don't cry, don't cry, just come back, the emperor is not rare, if it is not right, it is not appropriate......"

Sun held Baozong's pig's head in his arms and comforted him repeatedly.

"Abolish the position of the Empress Dowager of the Sun family and move to Jingyang Palace."

Ji Boying's second voice sounded next.

Jingyang Palace, the famous cold palace, one of the six palaces in the east of the inner court, is located in the east of the Zhongcui Palace in the Forbidden City, the north of the Yonghe Palace, and is the most deserted courtyard in the six palaces of the east and west.

After entering this Jingyang Palace, you can basically pack up and wait for the coffin.

In an instant, Zhu Qizhen, who had lost the throne, was still comforting the Sun family, who had lost the throne.

I was stunned for a moment, and I cried.

Zhu Qizhen was crying sadly, but this mother suddenly cried again, and her mouth was swollen with a sausage, and she said intermittently.

"A-Niang doesn't cry, don't cry, the Queen Mother is not rare, if it is not appropriate, it will be inappropriate."

These familiar words fell into Sun's ears, and he cried even more sadly.

"Your Majesty, Kierang..."

Under the pear blossoms and rain, Sun looked at Zhu Zhanji with tears in his eyes.

These forty-year-old eyes can shake out the innocent eyes of a white rabbit, as if they want to impress the Kirou in her dreams and give her another choice.

It's a pity that Zhu Zhanji, a senior tea friend, made up his mind, and this time he decisively ignored it.

After all, he has just survived the critical illness, and Xiongfeng is not there for the time being, so he will not be hit by rice worms.

"You can handle the rest yourself."

After Ji Boying said these two sentences, he stopped speaking.

The reason why he stood up was nothing more than to give Zhu Zhanji, who was carried away by the brown color, a start.

"Yes."

Zhu Zhanji nodded solemnly, then took a deep breath and swept over the ministers in the palace.

"Who is in charge of the current criminal department?"

A bang out.

"Chen Yu Shile, the book of the Criminal Department."

The old man stood up with a naked beard, and he also knew this person Zhu Zhanji, but in his ten years of Xuande, this Yu Shile was a criminal department.

"The Ministry of Punishment immediately wiped out Wang Zhen's entire clan, and his feather party was all wiped out."

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of Yu Qian, Wang Zhi and the others lit up.

And Ma Shun, who was kneeling on the other side, was so frightened that his brain was buzzing, and he felt that his pants were wet.

Wang Zhenyu's party, he is Wang Zhen's number one dog.

"Minister, Commander!"

Old man Yu was also real, and he was active in his work, completely ignoring that it was already the middle of the night, he turned around and walked outside the Fengtian Palace, seeing that this posture was to copy Wang Zhen and his henchmen all over the night.

"The first emperor is above, the country cannot be without a king for a day, the ministers dare to speak, please choose the new emperor to ascend the throne! To the Orthodox Kokukoku! ”

Yu Qian spoke loudly.

'Light the monarch and the heavy society. ’

Ji Boying glanced at this Orthodox-Jingtai Yu Qian.

Sure enough, this guy didn't care who was the emperor on that dragon chair, the only thing he cared about was that someone had to sit in that position to maintain the stability of the country.

Zhu Zhanji frowned, and subconsciously looked at Ji Boying, he really didn't think about who would take over after Zhu Qizhen was abolished.

"Please appoint the immortal master."

Ji Boying glanced at Zhu Zhanji, and then at Zhu Qiyu who was kneeling next to him.

If you choose from the legal system, Zhu Qizhen will be abolished, and there will only be Zhu Zhanji's other son Zhu Qiyu, who let Zhu Zhanji's son have too few sons.

He remembered the answer Tianshun Yu Qian gave him after learning the mysteries of Yang Mingxin, Zhu Zhanji's younger brother, Zhu Zhandong, the king of Xiang.

Because of this, Ji Boying slightly turned over the inheritance of this Zhu Zhandong's descendants, his son reigned for nine years, his grandson ascended the throne for one year, and his great-grandson reigned King Xiang for thirteen years, but he had no children.

In this way, dare to love this King Xiang who has lived six dynasties and seven emperors, this is a person who has absorbed the luck of future generations.

According to this algorithm, if Zhu Zhanyuan succeeds to the throne, the throne of the Great Tomorrow will be stable for 40 years, but after 40 years, it will usher in turmoil.

And according to historical data, Zhu Zhandong's descendants have a bad reputation.

At least his grandson Zhu Jianshu, a talent who has only been the king of Xiang for one year, has pouted all the Kongming grass houses, and Zhu Jianshen's merits, there is a big gap.

Ji Boying pondered for a moment.

"Lizhu sees Shen as the emperor."

As soon as these words came out, all the ministers were surprised, and even Zhu Zhanji couldn't figure it out.

Abolish the father, but set up a three-year-old child as the emperor, what kind of operation is this?

"Your grandson is more different from your son than heaven and earth."

Ji Boying glanced at Zhu Qizhen on the ground lightly, and then spoke again.

"In addition, Zhu Zhandong, the king of Xiang, and Zhu Qiyu, the king of Yu, will serve the auxiliary government of the Duke of Zhou, wait for the weak crown of the Son of Heaven, and hand over the imperial power."

"If anyone violates the authority, God will punish him."

Words fall.

Rumble!

A thunderbolt slashed down and exploded outside the Fengtian Temple.

A little street mouse who has been hungry for three days and three nights, full of malice towards the whole world (including Ji Boying), is confused.

In other dynasties, if a prince became an adjudicator, it would mostly cause great disaster.

Because power is so fascinating, I don't think there is anything before I taste it, but once I hold it in my hand, I am reluctant to let it go.

For example, Tianshun Time and Space, the Emperor Jingtai who is currently under house arrest in Yong'an Palace, and only has his last breath left.

When Wara besieged Beiping, when the national general overturned, this Jingtai Emperor did not want to ascend the throne at all, and was completely forced to sit on the dragon chair by the ministers who drove the ducks on the shelves.

But when the defense of Beiping was won, when he tasted the supreme honor brought by the imperial power of the Son of Heaven, when he was accustomed to being above 10,000 people, he was no longer willing to let go.

People are going to become.

But this usurpation is premised on the fact that when the regent takes power, no one can restrain him.

And Ji Boying's special existence, if Zhu Zhan and Zhu Qiyu dare not hand over power to Zhu Jianshen in the future, they will wait for the thunder split and the collective care from their ancestors.

"Zhu, Zhu Qiyu, follow the decree of the Immortal Master!"

This thunder shook Zhu Qiyu's heart, and he hurriedly bowed down to Ji Boying.

"The ministers must abide by the decree of the Immortal Master!"

Ji Boying stopped and glanced at Zhu Zhanji.

"Gone."

The orthodox gang is done, and there is no need to stay.

"Yes."

"Immortal Master Rong gave me time to say a few words."

Zhu Zhanji took a deep breath.

"Kirang ......"

Sitting on the ground, Sun, who was washing his face with tears, hugged Zhu Zhanji's calf, looking weak, pitiful and helpless.

Zhu Zhanji ignored Sun and pulled away, but asked another question to the ministers.

"How is Venerable Jingci now?"

Master Jingci is the name given by Hu Shanxiang after he was deposed.

The ministers were silent for a moment, and the king, who was a heavenly official, opened his mouth.

"Jing Ci Niangniang has passed away in the eighth year of orthodoxy."

Groov.

Zhu Zhanji's heart trembled, and he inexplicably felt a little lost.

In his life, the most guilty thing is that he abolished Hu Shanxiang's position for no reason, and let such a virtuous queen be dusted in the world.

Hu Shanxiang died in the eighth year of orthodoxy, while Sun lived to the sixth year of Tianshun.

It is true that good people do not live long, and disasters will last for thousands of years.

"Immortal Master, let's go."

Zhu Zhanji's tone was slightly sad.

"Hmm."

With a bang, the figure disappeared.

Wang Zhi Yuqian and the others in the hall all had their pupils shrunk, and they all gasped.

The entire hall was as silent as ink, and everything that had just happened, if it weren't for the real eyes, these dozen or so important ministers would have thought it was an illusory dream.

"Please Your Highness immediately order, in accordance with the decree of the immortal master, in the name of the imperial court, invite King Xiang to join the court to assist the government, and announce the abolition of the emperor and the queen mother in the world, and jointly promote the new emperor to ascend the throne."

Yu Qian spoke loudly, breaking the silence of the hall.

"Ah, yes, yes, yes."

Zhu Qiyu clapped his hands and reacted, and nodded hurriedly.

"Everything is done in accordance with the decree of the Immortal Master, and this king will go to welcome the new emperor."

The new emperor is the three-year-old Zhu Jianshen.

The division of labor was clear, and soon there was no one in this hall, only a tear stain remained, with a little bewildered Sun, she felt that all this was too inexplicable.

Inexplicably saw Kiro, who had collapsed for fourteen years, and inexplicably saw his son who was supposed to be fighting outside the Saiwai, and was inexplicably deposed as the queen mother, and was inexplicably beaten into the cold palace, and inexplicably all of them were gone.

As for that Ma Shun, he was forcibly dragged out by several ministers.

The leading actor of the "one-time drama - Wumen Bloody Case", which was supposed to be on August 23, is obviously going to take up his post in advance.

…………………………

The wind is cold outside the plug, and the civil fort is in the palace.

When Ji Boying appeared with Zhu Zhanji and Zhu Qizhen, what caught his eye was a mess.

The barbecue full of tables was eaten up.

He provided twenty servings!

'Are these people surnamed Zhu all pigs?!" ’

But if you calculate it again, the amount of food for three Zhu Gaochi can be worth ten people.

In addition, Lao Zhu, Lao Zhu Di, and Zhu Lao Si are all male Wuhan sons who are used to drinking wine and eating meat in big bowls, and they are about the same.

"Oh, my brother is back."

Lao Zhu put down the big squid that had already gnawed two bites in his hand, wiped the oil stain between his fingers, and sat beside him, Ji Boying appeared quietly.

"Finished fighting?"

asked, naturally, it was the battle of this civil fort.

Ji Boying, who originally wanted to eat something, looked at the three Zhu Gaochi who were still eating with his head down, and suddenly felt that he had no appetite.

"It's coming."

Lao Zhu, Lao Zhu Di and Zhu Lao Si all said in unison.

"The sound of horses' hooves is already very close, and it seems that this grandson of Mahamu has taken this last step."

These three incumbent emperors are all perennial battle-hardened and are particularly familiar with the sound of war horses galloping.

"Well, let's take a look."

Ji Boying pushed away the chair, stood up, and walked towards the outside of the house.

Lao Zhu, Lao Zhu Di, Zhu Laosi, as well as the three Zhu Gaochi and Xuande Zhu Zhanji, and even Zhu Qizhen, who had a blue nose and swollen face, were also pulled by the ears and followed.

The nine of them walked through the fort, and most of their conversation was about the previous lesson about finances and going to Xiaori to dig silver mines.

I just walked to an observation deck.

Suddenly, the sound of drumming buzzed and made a big splash.

There was a bang, and the gate of the civil fort was slammed down.

A large number of Warat heavy cavalry poured into the civil fort, and they locked the location of Ji Boying's nine people at an extremely fast speed.

After all, now this civil fort, at a glance, there are only a few of them alive.

"What a godsend!"

also led the troops in front, and when they saw the dragon robe worn by Lao Zhu and others, their eyes lit up.

In his opinion, no matter how badly he lost in this battle before, as long as he can catch the Ming Emperor, he will be able to turn defeat into victory.

But the question is, which is the emperor?

As the third generation of grassland savages after the destruction of the Yuan Dynasty, he grew up picking up sheep dung on the grassland since he was a child, and he didn't understand the Ming Dynasty's set of clothing etiquette at all.

In the eyes of this group of Warat people who only know how to ride horses and herd sheep, as long as it is a Han person with a painting on his clothes, whether he is a python or a dragon, he must be arrested first, and this is a bargaining chip that can exchange money with Daming.

The Warat heavy cavalry surrounded the nine Ji Boying, constantly circling in circles, waving their sabers and shouting 'oh oh', like a group of monkeys who had just slipped down from Mount Emei.

But in fact, this is also a kind of psychological strategy, which is used to defeat the mentality of the besieged.

It's just that they would never have thought that this is a group of bigwigs whose psychological quality crushes 99.999% of the world.

"That kid who doesn't look stupid should be Mahamu's grandson."

Zhu Laosi raised his hand and pointed, and the others also looked in the direction Zhu Laosi pointed.

"Which of you is the Great Tomorrow?"

He also rode a high-headed black horse, holding a saber, and came with a victorious posture, looking arrogantly at Ji Boying's nine people.

Lao Zhu glanced at Ye Xian, full of coercion and contempt.

was also seen first, and my heart was a sigh.

'Fuck, why does anyone look like an emperor except for that pig's head?!!' ’

Ji Boying glanced at this Ye Xian, not as hawkish as rumored, but with a little triangular eyes, and he looked quite honest, like a farmer.

"You've always called me an immortal master."

"Then today, as a teacher, I will show you a hand."

When the words fell, Ji Boying's figure suddenly disappeared in place.

Lao Zhu, Lao Zhu Di and others are all bright-eyed.

They subconsciously looked up.

Ji Boying's figure has already appeared on this lookout.

"He, how did he get up?!"

He was also stunned first, and asked Boyan Timur beside him, and raised his hand to the lookout platform, which was five feet high, and the monkey couldn't climb so fast.

"I, I, I don't know."

Boyan Timur scratched the horse's buttocks, looking confused.

And at this time on the lookout.

The wind, whistling by, raised Ji Boying's slightly curly long hair.

The crescent moon hung in the nine heavens, and the moment the wind fell, endless black clouds enveloped the civil fort, as if the end of the world had descended.

From this height, it can be seen that around this civil fort, there are several groups of soldiers who are gathering towards the civil fort at a very fast speed, which is Xu Da's strategy of intercepting and killing first and then encircling.

'Good boy. ’

Obviously, after Xu Da got Ji Boying's words of 'don't need to take care of the civil fort', instead of taking care of the civil fort, he regarded the civil fort as a piece of fat that could not be refused first, and he was used to catch it first.

The Shenji battalion led by Yu Qian and Liu Sheng, and the 3,000 battalion commanded by Zhu Gaoxu and Xiao Zhu Si.

Zhu Neng, Hong Xi and Zhu Zhanji led the forward of the five military camps, and Xu Da and Yongle Zhu Zhanji led the main forces of the five military camps.

And all the people who led the army towards the civil fort could also see the changes in the sky above the civil fort.

As for these Warat people, they also looked at the black clouds that suddenly appeared above their heads, and the corners of their eyes twitched.

"Big brother, no, it won't thunder, right?"

Boyan Timur swallowed his saliva, slightly timid.

He also pondered first, and patted his little brother on the shoulder, he knew that Boyan Timur had been afraid of thunder since he was a child.

"Don't be afraid, even if there is thunder?"

"You and my brother have been crisscrossing the grassland for decades, as long as you don't hide from the rain under the trees, when have you been struck by lightning?!"

On the lookout, the corners of the wind curled clothes and hair were messy.

Ji Boying lowered his eyes slightly, his hands behind his waist, and the black clouds in the sky became his background board.

This slightly awkward cupping posture, he struggled in his heart for several seconds before deciding to put it out.

At this time, there was a virtual light screen in front of him, and it was densely packed with red dots.

"Heaven's Damnation Strike Ready: Strike or Not"

"Yes" "No"

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Notice:

With the strong support of my brothers, the first order reached a number that I didn't expect anyway, an amazing 6300!

That is to say, according to the promise in advance, this time to add 1.2W words, for me who did not save the manuscript + hand handicap, it is a great challenge.

The plan is to add and update gradually, as long as the chapter name is remarked with the added words, it is the chapter that contains the number of added words.

The original update plan was to have two chapters of 4,000 words per day after it hit the shelves.

The additional chapters will be expanded to six or seven thousand on the basis of 4,000 words, and will be marked with additional notes, such as 6.4K words in this chapter, which contains 2.4K words for additional changes.

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