Chapter 951: Setting up a stage to watch a play, who is the actor?
"As long as Mr. Zhu likes it."
Hu Nianxi slowly retreated and returned to Zhu Zhaoyuan's side.
And at this time.
Zhu Zhaoyuan spoke again: "This time Mr. Zhu comes out, I am extremely honored!"
As he spoke, his eye circles turned slightly red, "I still remember the time when I and Brother Mingshan had a good time talking about future plans!"
"It's a pity that Brother Mingshan is no longer here! His voice and smile are still in front of me. Whenever I close my eyes, I will never forget that he still encouraged me before his death. He must inherit the throne..."
"The profound friendship will be unforgettable by me forever..."
"As soon as I arrived at Nanchang Mansion, I specially built an ancestral hall for Brother Mingshan in the palace. Whenever I feel confused and doubtful, I am willing to go and sit there, and my mood will feel much better. It seems that
Brother Mingshan’s heroic spirit is still protecting me in the dark..."
Zhu Zhaoyuan's words were full of sincerity and sincerity.
It seemed that the person who stabbed Zhu Mingshan in the back with a giant ax was not him at all.
After saying this, Zhu Xuan also felt a bit sad.
His hatred for Lu Chi also deepened.
Among his dozen or so children, only Zhu Mingshan is the most successful. Now that the white-haired one is giving away the black-haired one, he dare not take action because of his desire to learn the Holy Power.
Almost all the guilt I felt towards my son turned into hatred towards Lu Chi.
After a long time, he spoke: "Mingshan will be happy to have a friend like His Highness."
Zhu Zhaoyuan said seriously: "It is a blessing for me to have a confidant like Mingshan. Although he died, I will not forget his last wish and vow to inherit the great power and once again demonstrate the glory of Neo-Confucianism!
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The glory of science!
As soon as this statement came out, several other Zhu family scholars, including Zhu Xuan, also showed fascination.
As members of Zhu Xi's holy clan, this is also their highest pursuit, to spread the glory of Neo-Confucianism to the world again and reshape the sacred authority of Neo-Confucianism! After a confidential conversation, Zhu Xuan and others got up and left.
Zhu Zhaoyuan personally sent them outside the palace.
Looking at the back of Zhu Xuan, the semi-saint, his mind was filled with thoughts.
The Zhuzi Saint Clan is worthy of being the latest Saint Clan!
Not long after the blockade between heaven and earth was loosened, half-saints came out to walk. In Zhu Zhaoyuan's view, this family's heritage and heritage were too deep!
Even if it is slightly inferior to them, the Zhu family royal family, I'm afraid it's about the same.
It wasn't until Zhu Xuan and others disappeared that he turned around and headed towards an ancestral hall in the palace.
There are six spiritual tablets placed alone in the ancestral hall. One of them is Zhu Mingshan, and the others are all named Zhu, and they are obviously from the Zhuzi saint clan.
"This king is here to see you!"
He looked at these spiritual tablets and saw that these people had one thing in common, that is - they were all killed by him.
The reason for this is that the Zhuzi Saint Clan needs to invest more power.
After all, if one dies, ten more may die.
This deal is worth it no matter what.
Therefore, every time he sees these people's spiritual cards, he clearly realizes his own weakness. If he is really strong, how can he use this method to attract people?
Moreover, the Zhuzi Saint Clan is not that reliable, and new forces must be introduced to check and balance these people.
Otherwise, he might really be replaced.
Who allowed these people to have the surname "Zhu"?
"Moreover, the blood in these two great scholars who came to serve me actually makes me feel very friendly..."
This was also because he was promoted to a distinguished position and the imperial dragon energy in his body took shape, which gave him the mysterious feeling.
This allows
He had to guard against it.
"Could it be that the Zhu family really passed down the line from one to two?"
"Or is that rumor true? Emperor Hui's disappearance is also due to the Zhuzi Saint Clan's handiwork? In fact, he has even given birth to a bloodline within the Zhuzi Saint Clan?"
This is also the reason why Zhu Zhaoyuan has been reluctant to accept the selection of the princess by the Zhu Zi Saint Clan.
Once the blood of the royal family leaks out, it is very easy to be used as a puppet. Even if he succeeds in taking power one day, he will only be a puppet emperor!
This goes against his ambition! .??.
And the other side.
Zhu Xuan and others also came to Jixian Garden, which Zhu Zhaoyuan specially built for them.
"This Prince Ning has become quite powerful!"
A great scholar named Zhu looked at Jixian Garden, his eyes flashing, "However, how far it can go depends on whether it can expand from Nanchang Mansion."
"However, being able to control Nanchang Mansion in a short period of time without leaking any information is already extraordinary. As for expanding the scope of influence externally, one needs to be extra cautious."
The scholar next to him said.
At this time, Zhu Xuan spoke: "Whether it is a dragon or a snake, it all depends on him. Never forget that the foundation of you and me lies in the Saint Clan! Only the Saint Ancestor is the foundation of my Zhu family!"
After a pause, he continued, "As long as the Saint Ancestor is high and still hangs in the long river of culture, we will be the descendants of the Saint Clan!"
"Even if Zhu Zhaoyuan fails, there are others!"
"That's what uncle said, I'll remember it later!"
Several great scholars nodded quickly.
In a small building in Nanchang Mansion.
Liu Xuan is eating chicken.
His greasy hands directly tore the chicken into two halves, and after taking a bite, his mouth was full of flavor and a look of satisfaction appeared on his face.
"Puff puff."
As soon as he spit it out, the chicken bones formed a complete shape on the table. .
Satisfied, he took out a small branch and picked his teeth.
"An old guy came here again?"
"hey-hey."
Liu Xuan swept away the chicken bones to reveal the table. However, what kind of table was that? It turned out to be his "Heaven and Earth Chess Game" divine treasure!
The chess pieces appear on the chessboard one by one, each with different colors.
The white stones represent the mundane power, the black stones represent the higher level, and the gold represents the inhuman power...
They are divided into different regions according to their power affiliation.
"Come on, the more lively the better!"
"Only by turning you into luck fuel can we raise a real dragon!"
Liu Xuan sneered.
The various magical powers and techniques left behind by his ancestor Liu Ji have become more and more sophisticated with the opening of heaven and earth and his continuous use.
I have to say, in peacetime, how can such magical powers be used?
Only in these troubled times is his chance!
"There is a kid who arrived early..."
Liu Xuan's eyes flashed.
Although he couldn't pinpoint Yang Fan's specific location, Liu Xuan felt the opponent's energy!
The appearance of the dragon naturally caused fluctuations in the fortune of Nanchang Mansion.
"I don't know how his cultivation is going!"
"The two techniques have been given to him for some time. Maybe he should cultivate one?"
"When the time comes, maybe I will give him some pointers!"
"If the entry is too slow, don't blame me for being ruthless. I might as well treat you as a source of luck and feed it to Zhu Zhaoyuan, which will further accelerate his fortune..."
There was no trace of emotion in Liu Xuan's cold eyes.
It’s true to watch a play, but the actors on the stage may be everyone in Nanchang Mansion!