Half a year later, the main hall of the imperial palace of the Hanyang Dynasty.

Yang Xiguang's father-in-law came to Emperor Zhu Yijun's bedroom with a bowl of medicinal soup, and at this moment Emperor Zhu Yijun was lying on the hospital bed dying, coughing non-stop.

"Your Majesty, the servant has brought you a medicinal soup, please take it slowly."

Yang Xiguang's father-in-law unhurriedly presented the medicinal soup.

The palace maid took the medicinal soup from Yang Xiguang's father-in-law and fed it to Emperor Zhu Yijun one bite after another.

Emperor Zhu Yijun just drank three sips, and suddenly, a mouthful of blood spit out directly.

Emperor Zhu Yijun coughed incessantly.

The palace maid suddenly trembled, her hands and feet were unstable, and the medicinal soup in her hand suddenly trembled.

Emperor Zhu Yijun couldn't help but sigh with emotion, and said: "I think that at the beginning, my grandfather was obsessed with cultivating immortals all day long, but he didn't know that he was very different from the path of immortals. Now I'm not long gone. ”

After Emperor Zhu Yijun finished speaking, he still coughed.

Suddenly, Emperor Zhu Yijun recalled that when he was a child, he saw his grandfather, Zhu Houxi, the Jiajing Emperor of the Hanyang Dynasty, when he was in power.

A minister reported to Jiajing Emperor Zhu Houxi: "Your Majesty, Weichen!"

"It's all said, don't call me Your Majesty, my name is called, Nine Heavens Hongjiao Puji Shengling Palm Yin Yang Gong Dao Siren Ziji Immortal Weng Yiyang Zhenren Yuan Xuyuan should be enlightened and subdued demons and loyal filial piety Emperor Your Majesty. Remember? ”

"Remembered, remembered."

"Okay, what's the matter?"

"Your Majesty, Weichen!"

"I've said it all, say important things three times, don't call me Your Majesty!"

Jiajing Emperor Zhu Houxi was suddenly furious.

At this moment, the memories end.

Zhu Yijun thought back to this, and suddenly felt that his Hanyang Zhu family had really given birth to all kinds of strange-shaped emperors.

At the same time, another person came to the bedroom, he was the crown prince of the Hanyang Dynasty and the eldest son of Emperor Zhu Yijun, Zhu Changluo.

Zhu Changluo is the son of his father Zhu Yijun and his mother Empress Xiaojing Wang. Born in the tenth year of Wanli, Zhu Changluo is a person who has not been loved by his father since he was a child, and he has been caught in party disputes and the alternation of imperial power since he was a child. It has experienced major events such as the dispute over the national capital and the attack case.

At this moment, Zhu Changluo came to Emperor Zhu Yijun's sickbed.

"Father, sons, see father."

"Luo'er!"

"Father!"

"Luo'er, my father has deeply felt that he is dying soon, and the next great cause of the family and country, the heavy responsibility of governing the country, is about to fall on your shoulders, my son should be Yao Shun, and the Hanyang Dynasty will be yours in the future."

Zhu Yijun said and spoke, and suddenly lost his breath.

Zhu Changluo grabbed his father Zhu Yijun's hand.

"Father, the child must live up to expectations, and actively rectify the Jiangshan Sheji in Hanyang, hoping that one day the Hanyang Dynasty can return to its majesty again, so that the people can live and work in peace and contentment."

As soon as Zhu Changluo's words fell, his father Zhu Yijun smiled with relief, and then as soon as he let go of his hand, he returned to the sky on the spot.

Emperor Zhu Yijun died.

In this way, all of a sudden, the whole dormitory was full of crying.

Yang Xiguang's father-in-law walked out of the dormitory unhurriedly, shouting as he walked: "The emperor has died."

At this time, the news quickly reached the ears of Zhu Zinuo, the king of Shu.

Zhu Zinuo hurriedly gathered his cronies.

I saw Zhu Zinuo leading Hua Yiming, Zhu Nanxi, Yin Xiaoshuai, Wang Yueban, Pan Gangfeng, Guo Shaohong, Guo Zonghui and others to a secret conference room.

"Ladies and gentlemen, now the Holy One has died! I ask you to observe a moment of silence for three minutes. ”

Zhu Zinuo said calmly, and then looked at everyone present.

Yin Xiaoshuai scratched his head, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Hey, time passes so fast, in a blink of an eye, it's gone, Your Majesty the Emperor."

Guo Shaohong suddenly glanced at Yin Xiaoshuai, and then said, "It feels really, it was too sudden."

"Everyone, let me say something from my heart, in fact, take the prince who is about to succeed to the throne today, that is, Zhu Changluo, in fact, I think he is basically not good." Hua Yiming Ge Lao touched his beard and said.

"Let me say so, it's better to let the imperial grandson Zhu Youji succeed to the throne." Guo Zonghui said with a disdainful expression.

Suddenly, the system in Yin Xiaoshuai's body began to urge.

[Host, host, please go out first.] 】

"Guys, let's talk first, I'll go out for a while."

As soon as Yin Xiaoshuai's words fell, he immediately left the scene.

"General go slowly!"

Guo Shaohong said hello to Yin Xiaoshuai.

So Yin Xiaoshuai left the secret conference room, came to the back garden, leaned against a big tree all of a sudden, and suddenly, he took a nap.

At this moment, Yin Xiaoshuai's consciousness flew through time and space and came to the fairyland of the world.

When Yin Xiaoshuai opened his eyes, he saw Yin Xiaoshuai sitting cross-legged on a pit.

On the opposite side, an ancient immortal cultivator was meditating, and Yin Xiaoshuai looked at it and saw that it was actually a real person.

"Hello real people!"

Yin Xiaoshuai said politely.

"Yin Xiaoshuai, do you know why I want to recruit your consciousness here now?"

Shangxuan Zhenren closed his eyes and said with an arrogant face.

"A real person, I don't know."

"Hahahaha, do you know the resurrection technique and the soul transfer technique?"

"Real person, I don't really understand these things you said, but it sounds quite unclear."

"Yin Xiaoshuai, I'll teach you these two skills now, but you can only use them once, and you have to remember that they can be used on the imperial grandson named Zhu Youji."

"Thank you for the gods!" Yin Xiaoshuai hurriedly saluted.

So, Shang Xuan Zhenren recited the incantation: "Asyabala Fuya, O Ma Mi Bisiah!"

I saw that Shang Xuan Zhenren's voice just fell, and then a Pai Yun slapped Yin Xiaoshuai's chest.

Suddenly, a stream of true qi flowed into Yin Xiaoshuai's body.

Yin Xiaoshuai suddenly felt a stream of heat flowing up and down his body.

Suddenly, Yin Xiaoshuai woke up from his sleep suddenly.

Yin Xiaoshuai looked around, at this moment, it was already evening, and a ray of light appeared in the sky.

Yin Xiaoshuai thought about it and couldn't help but sigh: "Hey, it seems that there is another big thing for me to complete."

So, five days later, the coronation ceremony was held in the palace hall.

Zhu Changluo ascended the throne of the dragon chair and officially succeeded to the throne as the new monarch of the Hanyang Dynasty, changing the era name to Taichang.

Historically known as ,,, Guangzong.

At the enthronement ceremony, Yin Xiaoshuai watched helplessly as Zhu Changluo succeeded to the throne and became the emperor of the Hanyang Dynasty.

Immediately, I felt that this new monarch was really, not the ideal monarch in Yin Xiaoshuai's mind.

Now the internal affairs of the Hanyang Dynasty are already crumbling and ethereal.

I don't know if this Zhu Changluo can take on the important task of governing the country.