"But it's not impossible."

Shi Ling thought about it carefully, anyway, she had recognized a father-in-law, it didn't matter if there was one more, and she was about to sacrifice her Fang Tian Painting Halberd again, when she heard Yu Shen interrupt hurriedly: "I didn't mean that." ”

Shi Ling took back Fang Tian's painting halberd, "Oh, okay." ”

Yu Shen: ? Why does this tone sound a little disappointing? But even if it's a disappointment, it's not enough!

He shouldn't be the same as Xi Jin.

The black-robed young man on the side was beaten by Shi Ling and his nose and face were swollen, and he was tearfully nibbling on the sweet and greasy cut cake, and was about to take the opportunity to escape, but Shi Ling reached out and grabbed the back collar and pulled it back.

"You owe money to my friend and want to leave?"

The black-robed young man turned around and laughed, "Sister, no, I'm thirsty and want to find some water to drink, we are all compatriots, and it hurts to talk about money." ”

Shi Ling smiled: "You and I are not compatriots. I'm human, what are you? ”

The black-robed young man smiled and said secretly: I didn't expect this violent little girl to be able to see that he was unusual, and sure enough, even if the tiger fell in Pingyang, it couldn't hide his noble temperament as an emperor.

He held his head high and released his domineering aura, "That's right, I'm not a human, I'm the true son of the dragon." Ever heard of the Yongle Emperor? My English name is Judy. ”

Shi Ling smiled and asked, "Have you heard of Qin Shi Huang?" My name in English is Swan. ”

The black-robed young man frowned and stared at Shi Ling for a while, then shook his head: "Impossible, my brother Zheng can never be a soft girl." ”

Shi Ling hugged his arms and raised his chin at Yu Shen, "Do you believe that he is the Emperor Yongle, or do you believe that I am Qin Shi Huang?" ”

Yu Shen did not hesitate: "Believe you." ”

Black-robed youth: "......" Okay, you are clear, treat me as a part of the play.

Shi Ling glanced at him proudly: "I have studied history, and the Yongle Emperor was not so young when he died, let's say, which shameless descendant of the Emperor is showing his real name and using the name of his ancestors?" Seeing that you are living abroad and dying quite early, could it be that you are a student studying abroad, the god of war of the Ming Dynasty, and the son of heaven? ”

The black-robed young man stared at Shi Ling with wide eyes, "Sister, money can be spent indiscriminately, but words can't be talked nonsense." You can say that I am not a good emperor, but I would rather die than give in, and I have managed to make sure that the Son of Heaven guards the country, and the king dies. ”

Shi Ling suddenly said: "No wonder the dragon qi is so thin, it turns out that the king of the country whose qi has been exhausted." ”

Hearing the words "the king of the dead country", Zhu Youzhen was annoyed and ashamed: "Ming died in Chongzhen, died in Wanli, and died in Jiajing." It's not my own pot. ”

Shi Ling gave a thumbs up: "Awesome, big filial son." ”

Forget about the comments of later generations, Zhu Youzhen himself said that he was simply laughing.

Zhu Youzhen still looks indignant when he thinks about it: "Besides, if it weren't for the ministers who misunderstood me, how could I have caused the traitors to approach Jingshi!" ”

Shi Ling is not a historian, and he does not comment on the merits and demerits of this deceased king, but one thing is almost universally recognized: "Anyway, your emperors are almost all wonderful." ”

Zhu Youzhen carefully recalled his ancestors, but there was no way to refute it.

Shi Ling was a little curious about this, "But you are now a lonely ghost, how could you condense into an entity and go abroad?" ”

"Of course, God has mercy, seeing that I was born at the wrong time, give me a chance to be reborn, and let me recover the Ming Dynasty...... Whoa, sister, if you let go, my ears will be gone! Zhu Youzhen was grabbed by Shi Ling's ears and screamed in pain.

Shi Ling let go of him, took out the Thunder Fire Talisman from his pocket, and thunder and lightning flashed on his fingertips, "People are abroad, and there is no shortage of cool texts in China." If you make up stories again, I'll blast you into the sky. ”

Zhu Youzhen quietly glared at Shi Ling with resentment, but he had a natural fear of the thunder fire talisman in Shi Ling's hand, so he could only swallow his anger and resigned: "This is a long story." ”

Shi Ling: "Then you make a long story short. ”

Zhu Youzhen held his sleeves and hands, glanced at Shi Ling, and shrunk his neck: "It's not short." I covered my face with my hair and let the thieves divide the corpses, but I didn't expect to be buried in the Ming Tombs by them. I have no face to see my ancestors and ancestors, and my soul is wandering everywhere outside, maybe I just happened to escape the yin difference, anyway, I didn't reincarnate.

Later, when I seemed to float through Yongling, I was curious if Jiajing's ancestor had buried the Yongle Grand Ceremony, so I dared to take a look, but I didn't expect my consciousness to suddenly disappear. I thought that my soul would be scattered after drifting for too long. Unexpectedly, when I woke up again, my soul would stick to the Yongle ceremony. ”

Shi Ling: "Maybe your ancestors think that what do you look at the Yongle Ceremony, he sees you more like the Yongle Ceremony." ”

Zhu Youzhen: "......"

He flicked his long loose hair to both sides and looked up at the clouds, "Later, the Yongle Grand Ceremony brought many burial goods and tomb robbers to the outside of the Ming Tombs. In the chaotic times at the end of the Qing Dynasty, the invasion of foreign powers, the Yongle Ceremony was taken by the missionaries of the White Kingdom. ”

That's why he hated missionaries.

"I am attached to the Yongle Canon, and when I have nothing to do, I read it carefully, and I have a great understanding of the past, and I have cultivated the entity. I thought I could become an immortal, but I didn't expect it to stop there, I didn't have any cultivation, I had a pair of skins, people were not ghosts, and I wandered all day long. Speaking of this, Zhu Youzhen couldn't help but burst into tears.

Shi Ling comforted: "This can be regarded as an atavism." ”

Zhu Youzhen: "...... Sister, do you think you have a good sense of humor? ”

Shi Ling glanced at him, Zhu Youzhen felt a faint pain in the place where he had just been beaten, and immediately laughed dryly: "Hahaha, I think it's quite humorous." ”

Shi Ling stretched out his hand to him and beckoned, "I heard that the Yongle Canon is still incomplete, the copies are scattered in many countries, and the original is missing, which volume is in your hand?" Show me. ”

Zhu Youzhen snorted: "Of course, what I have in my hand is a complete original." I wanted to show you before, but now if you want to see it, I'm going to show it to you? ”

Shi Ling stared at him and moved his muscles.

Zhu Youzhen: "Hahaha, that's of course, who made you my sister!" Sister, there are more than 20,000 volumes of the canon, too many, if you want to read them all, I have to show the original form. But I can show you a few volumes. ”

As he spoke, he took out a yellow book from his sleeve and handed it to Shi Ling.

The Yongle Canon is an encyclopedia, including a subset of scriptures and histories, astronomy and geography, yin and yang medicine, and monk and Taoist skills. Only four percent of the copies survived.

What Shi Ling saw at the moment was the part of the Yin and Yang Doctor.

On the withered yellow scroll, the lines of Song-style ink are square, and in a trance, it seems that you can still see the ancestors who are holding the pen and holding the book under the lamp.

It's obviously a strange and obscure classical Chinese, but at this moment, Shi Ling looks at the words and sentences with a strange sense of familiarity.

"Do you understand? This part of the Yin and Yang Metaphysics is the most mysterious part of the Yongle Canon, and it is when I look at this part that I cultivate and condense the human body. According to legend, this part was collected from folklore by Brother Zheng for immortality, and it was only a few words of the mother of the earth in ancient times. Zhu Youzhen said proudly.