"Who is not convinced?"

"Stand up!"

If Dongchang doesn't dare to kill, I'll kill it!

If Dongchang doesn't dare to take care of it, I'll take care of it!

This is the West Factory!

Chop first, then play, imperial privilege!

The commander of the West Factory, Wang Zhizhi, was arrogant and despised the group of civil servants in front of him.

After all, he holds the knife of Jinyiwei in his hand, and under the premise that the Son of Heaven is dead and the forbidden army cannot be mobilized, this is the only mobile force that can be mobilized at will in the capital now.

Since he has a knife in his hand, his waist is naturally hard.

The Wenchen group in the palace, headed by Wan'an, a bastard, and these Wenchen were all gritting their teeth, eager to chop Wang Zhi, a mad dog, on the spot, but they were helpless.

Engage in theories and reasoning, and you can also have a fight with Wang Zhi.

But the knife is in the hands of others, and now that Eunuch Wang has drawn the knife, it is completely unreasonable, so it is still a chicken feather.

These Wenchen completely believe that with the character of Wang Zhi, a mad dog, he can do anything, and if anyone dares to stand up now, he will really dare to kill people in the Fengtian Palace.

"Good dog."

At this moment, a word settled, and it sounded in this silent court.

Hearing this, everyone was stunned for a moment.

Including Wang Zhi, he also subconsciously turned his head to look at the golden chair above the Jinluan Palace.

I saw that on the originally empty and unmanned dragon chair, there was an additional figure at this moment, the red dragon robe, familiar face, and familiar beard instantly appeared in the eyes of everyone, all of them were so frightened that their knees weakened.

'My mouth has been opened?!' ’

Wang Zhi's heart was stunned, he subconsciously felt that he was dazzled, and rubbed his eyes vigorously to look again, it was indeed Emperor Yingzong Zhu Qizhen, who had died for thirteen years!

Thump.

Eunuch Wang knelt directly.

He is a eunuch, in the Ming Dynasty, no matter how crazy the eunuch was, he would not dare to be crazy in front of the emperor, let alone the first emperor.

Although Wang Zhi, the mad dog, was the ultimate evolution completed in the year of Chenghua.

But in fact, Tianshun was already in the palace when he was a teenager, and he was naturally very familiar with the face of Emperor Yingzong.

"Wang!"

The bark of the dog represents the position.

Since Emperor Yingzong praised me Wang Zhi as a good dog, then from now on, I will be a Wang dog!

Wan An, Liu Ji, and Liu Jue are not to mention the Wenchen, these people are basically old people of the Three Dynasties, and they are basically three-grade scarlet robes that were entered in the Tianshun year, so they naturally recognize Zhu Qizhen.

Bang la blah.

In an instant, all the ministers in the palace knelt down to the blackened Zhu Qizhen.

Blackened Zhu Qizhen sat on the dragon chair, and roughly calculated, he hadn't sat on the dragon chair for more than a year.

I vaguely remember the last time I sat down, I was beaten by my ancestors in Fengtianmen, and that feeling was really nostalgic.

Raising his eyes slightly, he glanced at the kneeling dog.

"Listen up."

"From now on, everyone, must not leave the Fengtian Temple."

"Violators, behead."

When Wang Gou heard this, the killing intent in his eyes was awe-inspiring.

"Woohoo!"

And at the same time.

Several banquet halls in the Forbidden City, the place where the late Daxing Emperor Zhu Jianshen rested.

There are two figures, standing side by side on the side of this superb coffin, looking at the Chenghua Emperor 'Zhu Jianshen', who is lying inside, dressed in the uniform of the Son of Heaven, and whose body has become hard.

At this time, Zhu Jianshen's face was bloodless, and he was already dead and couldn't die anymore.

Ji Boying couldn't help but sigh slightly.

After all, Zhu Jianshen is the class leader of the second training class of Da Mingzi personally appointed by him, and he is usually active and studious, and he works hard, and Ji Boying's overall impression of him is still very good.

And for Ji Boying, only a few minutes have passed.

Obviously, a few minutes ago, he was still a lively person, and after a few minutes, he was lying on the board.

"Brother, let's take a brief look, I always feel that Zhu Jianshen's child doesn't seem to have died normally."

Lao Zhu stared at Zhu Jianshen in the coffin, frowning.

"You're going to do an autopsy?"

Ji Boying glanced at Lao Zhu, quite surprised, but he didn't expect that this Lao Zhu had mastered a lot of skills.

Lao Zhu smiled.

"In the early years, when we were still monks in the temple, there were many people who came to the temple for refuge, and some people died for no reason.

"At that time, we were just a little monk who didn't know anything, and we joined in the fun and followed the master to do chores, and by the way, we learned a few hands."

Then, Lao Zhu was about to get started.

"Wait."

Ji Boying raised his hand to interrupt and handed Lao Zhu a pair of sterile gloves.

After all, Zhu Jianshen has been dead for three days, and this corpse has begun to decompose, if Lao Zhu is infected with bacteria, it will be even more worth the loss.

"Wearing it."

Taking the sterile gloves and touching the touch of the material that he had never felt before, Lao Zhu was amazed for a long time.

Then he leaned down and turned back and forth on Zhu Jianshen's body, looking at Lao Zhu's technique, it was quite professional and quite pretentious.

In about ten minutes, Lao Zhu stopped.

"We are not professionals, our skills are limited, and we can't figure it out too specifically, but we can definitely conclude one thing."

Lao Zhu ripped off his gloves, frowned slightly, and pointed to Zhu Jianshen's abdomen.

"The stomach and abdomen are empty, and the valley road falls off half a finger."

"Before Jianshen died, he should have experienced very severe long-term diarrhea."

The voice fell.

Ji Boying frowned violently.

'Diarrhea. ’

In his mind, a name subconsciously popped up: the first miracle doctor of the Ming Dynasty - Liu Wentai.

In the original historical trajectory, especially in all kinds of literary works, whenever the death of Zhu Jianshen of the Ming Xianzong is mentioned, most of them will use the saying 'wet nurse ascended to heaven and grieved excessively', because the date of Zhu Jianshen's death is too close to the date of Wan Zhen'er's death.

Moreover, using this statement can also show the deep affection of Zhu Jianshen's generation of emperors.

But it is precisely because of this that many people really ignore the real cause of death of Emperor Zhu Jianshen of Chenghua in history.

Regarding the death process of Zhu Jianshen, the record of Xianzong is very clear.

At first, Emperor Zhu of Chenghua felt diarrhea occasionally.

(Gengchen, Shang did not hesitate to look at the court, and the ministers of the civil and military forces said: "Although the diarrhea has stopped, the gas is still weak. If you want to recuperate for a few days, you will not be able to look at the court for the time being. On that day, the administrative affairs and thanksgiving of those who saw the speech, all had a good performance. ”）

To explain here, the upper court and the visual court are two meanings.

The last dynasty is the officials above the fifth rank in Beijing, and they collectively go to the Fengtian Temple to hold a meeting, the main content is to quarrel, and they can also do it when necessary.

Seeing the dynasty means that the emperor summons the courtiers he wants to see to the inner hall to inquire about political affairs.

Zhu Jianshen has been on the throne for 24 years, although he has not been in the court for 20 years, but he has not looked at the court for a day, and he is a proper workaholic.

In the original historical trajectory, Zhu Jianshen issued an edict to announce that he had diarrhea.

According to the process, the Tai Hospital had to send a Tai Doctor to diagnose and treat, and Liu Wentai, the envoy of the Tai Hospital at that time, came to prescribe a prescription for Zhu Jianshen, but after Liu Wentai prescribed the prescription, only ten days later, Zhu Jianshen, the emperor of Chenghua, died of diarrhea.

And this ten-day process, the living notes in the Xianzong record also remember very clearly, Zhu Jianshen pulled for ten days and ten nights in a row, day and night, not to mention squatting in the pit hundreds of times.

Trivia: Diarrhea can also kill people.

Just imagine, what kind of magical experience is it for you to have diarrhea hundreds of times in ten consecutive days?

Achieve 100 times of diarrhea, it is estimated that you can't afford to throw vegetables in your room.

After the death of Emperor Chenghua, Zhu Youzhu ascended the throne and conducted a wave of reverse investigation into the cause of Zhu Jianshen's death, and finally came to the conclusion that Liu Wentai prescribed the wrong prescription.

To put it bluntly, it was Liu Wentai who drugged Zhu Jianshen to death, which was characterized as a medical accident.

This point is also clearly recorded in the history books.

(Cast the medicine obediently, resulting in the death of Xianzong.) ）

Under such conclusive evidence, Liu Wentai said that he had to confiscate the nine clans.

However.

After the investigation was over, Zhu Jianshen's eldest son, Zhu Youjiao, only demoted Liu Wentai by one level, and demoted Liu Wentai from the envoy of the Tai Hospital to the judge of the Tai Hospital.

In addition, Liu Wentai is not even short of hairs.

This relationship is simply not too hard.

And the most unbelievable thing is that Zhu Youzhu dared to let Liu Wentai treat him, it was just a cold and cold, but as a result, Doctor Liu directly sent him to the West Heaven, which is also very clear in the records of filial piety, because there are records for the emperor to prescribe medicine.

After a wave of investigation, it was found that Liu Wentai had prescribed the wrong medicine again.

With this double kill record, Li Shizhen and his ilk are weak.

The first miracle doctor of the Ming Dynasty, he didn't run away.

But in this way, Doctor Liu still did not die, he was just exiled to Guangxi, and finally died a good death.

It's really TM awesome!

"Lao Zhu, are you sure?"

Ji Boying's brows furrowed, and he asked again.

From the perspective of the timeline, the current Liu Wentai should not be qualified to treat Zhu Jianshen's illness.

Because looking at Liu Wentai's resume throughout history, this product should have been a few years later, first by bribing the West Factory, relying on the official to enter the office, at the beginning he went to the General Administration Yuan to be the right general administration, that is, similar to the small group leader of the Beijing Division Letters and Visits Office.

Then.

I don't know what kind of underground kung fu this product used, but after opening up the relationship, he was forcibly transferred from the Tongzheng Yuan to the Tai Hospital.

This is equivalent to writing a speech for the leader in the office yesterday, and you will be transferred to the hospital as the chief physician the next day.

This industry crosses, and Brother Xiao Ma looks at 666.

"Sure."

Lao Zhu nodded.

"Okay."

Ji Boying took a breath and closed his eyes slightly, as if he was searching for something.

Then, raise your hand and grab it.

In an instant, in Ji Boying's hand, there was an extra prescription out of thin air.

The dog system has the function of automatic locking, and Ji Boying directly got the prescription that Liu Wentai prescribed to Zhu Jianshen for treatment.

Seeing this, Lao Zhu next to him immediately looked at the prescription, and his brows suddenly frowned.

"Brother, look, let's just say, there is absolutely nothing wrong with our decision."

"The 'hemp seeds' and 'rhubarb' in this recipe are all medicinal herbs that aggravate diarrhea."

When Lao Zhu came out of the temple and begged for food, he learned a lot of miscellaneous techniques from others.

"Hmm."

Ji Boying nodded slightly.

Here's the problem.

Is Liu Wentai a quack?

This, without a doubt, is a quack among quacks.

But.

Even if this Liu Wentai is a quack again.

Now that people have entered the Tai Hospital, they have to learn a little something, at least they must know the basic uses of medicinal materials, otherwise they will not be able to touch the fish in troubled waters.

Take the flavor medicine 'rhubarb' as an example, even Lao Zhu, even pharmacologically inferior to Lao Zhu, it is estimated that even a flat-headed ordinary person can know what rhubarb is for, Liu Wentai, who mixes too much every day, can he know? !

What is the difference between prescribing 'rhubarb' to a patient with diarrhea and sprinkling salt on a wound? And it's sprinkled for ten days and ten nights!

What the hell is this wrong prescription? Purely deliberate!

This is not medical malpractice at all, but proper medical murder.

However, Liu Wentai is just a wage earner with no background, why should he take this risk? What kind of enmity can he have with Zhu Jianshen, the dignified son of heaven?

The chess pieces are undoubted.

And, one more point is crucial.

At present, the Tai Hospital of the Chenghua Dynasty has undergone a great change in its restructuring, and now it is the Royal Medical Hospital, and the Tai Hospital is just a subordinate unit of the Medical Hospital, and who appointed Liu Wentai, a half-hanger, to treat Zhu Jianshen, the Son of Heaven? !

Those who can do this must at least be at the level of cabinet elders.

Ji Boying's eyes condensed slightly.

Swish.

The figures of the two suddenly disappeared beside the coffin.

Fengtian Temple.

At the moment, the ministers were silent.

After all, seeing a ghost is already a test of courage, let alone seeing the emperor's ghost.

And at this moment, two figures suddenly appeared in front of the dragon chair.

Zhu Qizhen, who was sitting on the dragon chair, hurriedly stood up and gave way to the still warm position under his buttocks.

"Brother, sit."

Lao Zhu did not sit on the dragon chair, but chose to stand sideways.

Ji Boying didn't have any ink to push anything, and he sat on this dragon chair, his eyes swept over the Chenghua ministers kneeling in this hall.

The Chenghua ministers in the hall, the front of the Wenchen, the extremely famous 'Papier-mâché Three Pavilion Elders' in the history books, Wan An, Liu Ji, and Liu Jue, are also kneeling on the ground at this moment, and their eyes subconsciously look at the dragon chair in the hall, all of which are pupils shrinking sharply.

Eunuch Wang subconsciously looked up, and when he saw the strange man who appeared on the dragon chair, he was also stunned.

Who is this? Unexpectedly, the Emperor Yingzong who appeared gave up the dragon chair!

"Wang Zhi."

Ji Boying opened his mouth lightly and glanced at the great eunuch Wang who was kneeling on the ground.

In the Ming Dynasty, the post of eunuch was a loyal dog.

The Son of Heaven forged a golden dog chain with undeniable interests and absolute power, locked the dog in his own hands and would never betray it.

This point has run through the three hundred years of the Ming Dynasty.

Wang Chengen in the last years of Chongzhen is the most vivid evidence.

When the country died, the ministers turned their backs, and there was not even a loyal minister in the world who was martyred for the emperor, but in the end, it was this old eunuch who accompanied Chongzhen to the last journey of his life.

So.

If Ji Boying is asked to choose this question, is it the civilian clique that harmed Zhu Jianshen, or the eunuch clique.

This question does not need to be chosen at all, it is a question on the table.

Although whether it is a civil official or a eunuch, they are essentially out of their own interests.

But there is one thing, as long as Chenghua Emperor Zhu Jianshen continues to live, Wang Zhi, who is a confidant, is the biggest beneficiary, because no fool will be mentally retarded enough to dig his own backer.

The civil official group is different, the civil officials of the Chenghua Dynasty basically belong to the kind that is overhead, and they can originally eat and wait for death.

However, with the great reform of the Chenghua government and the opposition, especially after the implementation of the examination method, these corpse vegetarians began to be unable to mix.

Hearing this, Wang Gou, who was kneeling on the ground, was stunned and hurriedly lowered his head.

"Take Liu Wentai to the palace."

The voice fell.

Wang Gou was stunned for a moment, then a happy look appeared on his face, and he grinned.

Although he didn't know what the situation was now, he figured out one of the points, and the advantage was mine!

"Yes!"

Get up, pick up the knife, and do it in one go.

Wang Wang's mad dog left the Fengtian Hall with the brocade guard.

Instantly.

The moment Liu Wentai's three words sounded in the hall, the Wenchen group began to make noise, obviously these people knew something about it, and some secrets were already open at the moment.

"Lao Zhu, you wait here for a while, I'll go back."

It will take some time for Wang Gou to take Liu Wentai.

Take advantage of this.

Ji Boying is going to farm another "NB", otherwise he will not be able to exchange for "Time and Space Retrospection".

"Okay, brother, don't worry, we are here, and none of us can escape."

Lao Zhu's voice fell.

Swish.

Ji Boying on the dragon chair, the figure disappeared.

Suddenly, the pupils of all the ministers of the Manchu Dynasty shrank in shock.

Suddenly appearing and disappearing suddenly, this is really immortal!

…………………………

Trunk time and space, 123 BC (the sixth year of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty).

In the vast northern desert, there is a light cavalry running at extreme speed, and many of the cavalry have severed Hun heads on both sides of their horses.

The first rank is both a meritorious service.

At the head of this light cavalry was a young general, and his resolute and young face showed a look of determination and fearlessness.

But in the same way, he frowned at the moment.

The young general grabbed the horse's head, and the eight hundred light horsemen who followed behind him stopped one after another.

Huo Quzhi frowned, looked around, and at a glance, the east and west looked the same in the north and south, and it was impossible to distinguish the direction at all, and after the person passed, the traces would be covered by the wind and sand for a quarter of an hour, not to mention accurately tracking the location of the Huns.

"Captain Huo, we have lost our bearings, and if we continue to look for it, it is very likely that we will not be able to find our way back."

"The brothers have already beheaded two hundred heads, which is enough to give credit, so it's better to withdraw first!"

Attacking the Xiongnu with 800 horsemen, and running for hundreds of miles with a blitzkrieg method, for a young general who went to the battlefield for the first time, he was able to cut off 200 heads, which was already a great feat.

Huo Quzhi didn't speak, his eyes were like electricity.

In his dictionary of life, he never gave up the word.

For him, just two hundred heads is far from enough, two thousand is about the same.

This is his first time on the battlefield, and he must amaze everyone in this Han Empire! He's going to fight a war! Let him Huo Quai's name shine on the history of the Han War! He wants every Hun to see his sick military banner and tremble to the bone!

"This way."

After a little judgment, Huo Qu's sick horse turned around and was about to ride a horse.

"To the right."

"One hundred and fifty miles."

Suddenly, a voice suddenly came into Huo Quai's ears.

Huo Quai, who was on horseback, was stunned, and subconsciously looked around to the left and right, trying to find the source of the sound, but after looking around, he found no trace.

"Who?!"

Facing the howling wind, Huo Quzhi snorted.

However, there was still no response.

"Captain Huo?"

Seeing this, the soldiers next to him were all puzzled and asked out loud.

Huo Quzhi was silent for a moment, took a deep breath, and looked up to the sky.

"God bless the man."

Since the source of the sound could not be found, in Huo Quzhi's view, it could only be attributed to God's instructions to himself.

Anyway.

"To the right, full speed."

Under military order.

Reined in the horse's head and clamped the horse's belly, Huo Quzhi took the lead in galloping towards the right.

…………………………

Chenghua time and space, Fengtian Temple.

At this time, half an hour had just passed.

The ministers in this palace are at the time of the beating of the drum in their hearts.

Suddenly, I found that on this dragon chair, the strange immortal who had disappeared would suddenly appear again.

Come and go without a trace, it's really immortal!

"Brother is back."

Lao Zhu smiled when he saw Ji Boying returning.

"Hmm."

Ji Boying was covered in dust, and he had a handkerchief in his hand like a trick, and wiped the sand on his face.

In places like the Northern Desert, especially in autumn and winter, the air quality is so bad that you really take a breath of sand.

The bounty mission of Fang Cai is extremely simple.

Ji Boying sent a message to Huo Quai, who went to the battlefield for the first time, to ensure that Huo Qubing could accurately find the Hun nobles who were holding a sorority, successfully complete the historical merits of the champion Hou battlefield's debut, and then start his brilliant and short life.

That's when it happened.

There was a sound outside the hall, and the mad dog was straight, high-spirited, and came quickly.

Behind Wang Zhi, the Jinyi guard escorted a middle-aged man with a shrunken neck, and it was clearly seen that the goods were too frightened to walk, his legs were trembling and trembling, and the whole person was completely dragged into the hall by the Jinyi guard.

"Initiation..."

After Wang Gou entered the hall, he looked up at the dragon chair in the hall.

I was stunned, I really didn't know what to call this man on the dragon chair.

"Liu Wentai brought."

It's good not to shout.

With that, Wang Gou obediently retreated to the side.

"Minister, minister, minister, minister Liu Wentai ......"

Liu Wentai trembled, swallowed his saliva, couldn't say a complete sentence, originally wanted to salute, but his whole body was paralyzed, and he was so frightened that he fell to the ground.

The side of the dragon chair.

Lao Zhu looked at Liu Wentai, his brows furrowed, and his eyes were full of anger.

Zhu Jianshen is an outstanding descendant of his Zhu Yuanzhang, and he single-handedly created Chenghua Zhongxing, and it is really unpleasant that he is such an excellent descendant of the Zhu family will eventually die in vain at the hands of this kind of garbage.

"Who asked you to open this recipe?"

Ji Boying raised his hand a little, and in front of Liu Wentai, who was lying on the ground, there was a prescription hanging in the air.

Just this hanging hand in the air, the people in the hall were shocked.

Mom, what a fairy!

Wang Gou, who was originally standing, shrank his pupils, and then plopped down to kneel, in this case, he always felt that he was kneeling more comfortably.

"I, I..."

Liu Wentai looked at this prescription, his eyes trembled with fright, and he subconsciously looked around left and right, looking at the group of ministers and ministers for help.

Whoever he looks, however, avoids his gaze and does not look at him at all.

The entire Fengtian Temple fell into a brief silence.

"It just so happens that I have some time today, so I can play slowly with you."

Ji Boying's eyes were full of lust.

Since coming to Daming, he has never had such anger at this time.

This wave of Chenghua time and space was closed, and Zhu Jianshen's death really made Ji Boying very unhappy.

First the mentality exploded, and then it was tossed back and forth for most of the day, which was unbearable for an outstanding young man like Ji Boying, who believed that 'time is life'.

Who will pay for mental damage?!

A word fell.

Instantly.

The fiery red color instantly reflected the entire Fengtian Temple.

Everyone kneeling in the hall subconsciously looked up, their pupils constricted.

Because, at this moment, in their eyes, in the middle of this Fengtian Temple, there was a huge fireball that was blazing, and out of nowhere, it appeared out of thin air.

And, at this moment, outside the temple of heaven.

Originally, it was the dawn of the morning, but at this moment, it was filled with black clouds, covering the golden crow that had just come out, and there was a dragon-like golden thunder swimming in it.

An extremely terrifying sense of oppression enveloped the entire Fengtian Temple, making people suffocate.

Ji Boying swept past the already frightened Chenghua ministers, and finally landed on Liu Wentai's body and spoke lightly.

"From now on."

"Every breath, I will randomly burn one person in the temple."

"Until you open your mouth to speak."

The voice is indifferent, like an abyss Shura.

Anyway, for Ji Boying, after figuring out the factors of Zhu Jianshen's death, everything in this Chenghua time and space needs to be retraced in the timeline, regardless of whether the courtiers in this palace are loyal or treacherous, even if they are all killed, it doesn't matter, they will eventually be retraced and restored.

Because the routine processes of investigation, interrogation, scrutiny, and logic are too cumbersome and time-consuming.

Ji Boying only has 24 hours available now, and before 24 hours, he must go back to the timeline of the Chenghua space-time, otherwise the gate of the Chenghua space-time will be closed again.

This also means that he must find out the case of killing the monarch within 24 hours and find out the whole story.

With the absolute supernatural crushing power, he explores the truth with the posture of an immortal, simple, direct, and brutal.

For people, it is often not death that is most terrifying, but the psychological fear before death is imminent.

A word into a hundred ears.

The ministers in this hall all had their pupils shrunk, their hearts and livers trembled, and their tremors couldn't stop trembling, and the timid ones were even more frightened in an instant.

At this moment, they felt that the person sitting on the dragon chair in their eyes was still an immortal, this was a proper killing god!

Even Lao Zhu next to Ji Boying was shocked, he had never seen a brother like this.

The immortals were angry, and the heavens and the earth were pale.

"One."

The voice of indifference fell, whew.

On top of the big fireball, a fiery snake suddenly sprang out and circled above the heads of the Chenghua ministers.

Let me see, who will be the first lucky winner?

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PS: Yesterday, I stayed up all night to write the manuscript, just to avoid the situation of update time confusion in the future, if nothing else, the update time will be at 12 o'clock at noon.

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