Chapter 131 King of Han Zhu Gaoxu’s audience (4.6k pursuit
"This is……"
Old Zhu Di stood up subconsciously and looked at the changing scene around him.
This was the first time for him to experience an illusion outside of the classroom at Hongwu Zuixian Tower.
"Brother, can I enter the fantasy world outside of Zuixian Tower?"
Lao Zhu was quite surprised.
He originally thought that the illusion was a special setting, similar to a magic circle arranged in advance at a fixed location.
After all, he had also been a monk for several years, and he had done some research on things like magical artifacts.
'Brother's magic is actually able to cast illusions anytime and anywhere.'
'Sure enough, he deserves to be one of the Four Pure Ones, the Xuanqing Jiaohua Tianzun.'
Lao Zhu marveled in his heart and couldn't help but think of this divine name that came from the mouth of young Zhu Houcong.
An idea suddenly came to my mind. After I returned this time, I immediately issued an edict that all Taoist temples across the country must enshrine the statue of Xuanqing Jiaohua Tianzun, and that it must be enshrined above the Sanqing.
As for the appearance of this statue, Lao Zhu decided to make a copy of his brother's statue himself when he returned home.
"Master Immortal, is this the Fengtian Palace?"
After Old Zhu Di looked around, this palace was very unfamiliar to him.
But at first glance, I still have some impression.
Original history, the first month of the nineteenth year of Yongle.
Emperor Yongle moved his capital to Beiping, where he received worship from hundreds of officials and envoys from all over the world in the Fengtian Hall.
In April of the same year, thunder and fire broke out in Fengtian Hall, Huagai Hall, and Jinshen Hall, and all three halls were burned to the ground.
After the fire was extinguished, Zhu Di personally went to the Ancestral Temple and the Altar of Sheji to offer sacrifices. At the same time, he issued an edict saying: What I have done is inappropriate. It is better to make changes without concealment and to change the plans in order to return to God's will.
After the sinner issued an edict, all the ministers immediately wrote to him and listed various things, from moving the capital to the north and going to the Western Seas.
This is also a common practice. Generally, when an emperor issues an edict to sin against himself, he will be followed by a wave of remonstrances. Yongle court officials also thought so. After all, the emperor's edict to sin against himself made it very clear: Chen Wuyin should be treated accordingly.
However, Emperor Yongle's saucy operation exceeded their expectations and proved to them that "Jun Wu Xiyan" is a joke.
This wave of courtiers who submitted letters were all punished, and those whose words were too violent were directly imprisoned. People like Xiao Yi ended up dead in prison.
(Yongle courtiers gave a thumbs up: Fishing law enforcement 666!!!)
Therefore, the old Zhu Di, who was full of calculations, had actually only worked in Fengtian Hall for a few months, and was not very impressed by the furnishings and layout of Fengtian Hall.
But historically, these three halls were built under the orders of Baozong.
"It seems that in the subsequent era of your Yongle time and space, the three main halls of Fengtian were rebuilt earlier."
The position where Ji Boying and others were standing was above the Jinluan Hall, and at this moment, there was a person sitting on the dragon chair in this hall.
"This person is Zhan Ji?!"
Old Zhu Di's eyes first fell on the person on the dragon throne. He was a middle-aged man with gray hair on his temples. The wrinkles on his face showed his age, and he seemed to be at least forty.
"Why am I sitting alone in Fengtian Hall?"
Zhu Zhanji got closer and looked at his middle-aged self in this illusion, a little confused.
At present, in the entire Fengtian Hall, Zhu Zhanji is the only one sitting on the dragon throne, which is naturally a bit abnormal.
However, one could vaguely hear killing cries outside the hall.
And just then.
The sound of footsteps came from outside Fengtian Hall.
Including Ji Boying, everyone subconsciously looked in the direction of the palace door.
After all, we are not looking at history now. This is the system's Guozuo simulation of Yongle time and space. Even for Ji Boying, this is a piece of 'history' that has never been seen before.
This feeling is more stimulating than watching the History of the Wild History.
Da, da, da.
The eyes of everyone are a middle -aged and elderly man with armor, white beard, and upright, with a bloody knife in his hand, and strode across the palace threshold of Fengtian Temple.
It is clearly visible that this person has only one right hand, and the sleeves of the left arm are empty.
When they saw this person, everyone frowned.
"Second!"
Zhu Gaochi exclaimed, and the small meat hidden in his hand was shocked.
‘Zhu Gaoyu.’
Ji Boying's eyebrows stared at the old barbecue that should be close to sixty.
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"Big nephew, isn't it surprising?"
Zhu Gaoyu's beard has been white for more than half, and the knife entered the Fengtian Temple, looking at Zhu Zhanji on the Golden Temple, grinning and laughing.
Zhu Zhanji sitting on the dragon chair did not speak.
Just a pair of gloomy stood, stood up slowly, looking at the His Royal Highness Zhu Gaoyu with a glance.
"Zhu Gaoyu, I believe in you so many years."
"But you hook up the Waka, Litong is foreign, and while the Beijing division is empty, attack the emperor's capital."
"Do you want to be the five generations of Shi Jingxuan?!"
"If you go to the ground in the future, what kind of face will you meet the Emperor, the Emperor Taizong, the emperor of the Taizong?!"
(Lao Zhu, Lao Zhu Xi: No need to go to the ground, we are watching!)
Hearing the words, Zhu Gaoyu bowed his head slightly.
Then, hold your forehead with your hands.
He laughed and laughed, and the laughter echoed the whole Fengtian Temple. The broken left sleeve fluttered with the mad laugh.
Suddenly, the laughter stopped abruptly.
Zhu Gaoyu's eyes cracked, and Zhu Zhanji at the Golden Temple was angrily glaring.
"Do you think, who will I care about myself?!"
"Do you think, I will care about Taizong and Taizong?!"
"Ancestor, count fart!"
This sound, almost beast -like roar.
At this moment, a large number of sergeants poured into Fengtian Temple, and also moved three large tanks.
In addition, the two are also admitted to the hall.
These are two old men with blood and armor.
Zhang Fu, Fan Zhong.
"Cover!"
With Zhu Gaoyu's order, Zhang Fu and Fan Zhong had time to scold Zhu Gaoyu in the future. They were already covered by large cylinders, and there was an echo buzz in the tank.
Immediately after, there was a sergeant piled up the burning red carbon around the large cylinder.
At this time, a tall middle -aged man wearing a velvet passed the Fengtian Hall and stood side by side with Zhu Gaoyu.
"Big nephew, you can have today, you blame you too stupid."
"Stupid, I will believe me."
Zhu Gaoyu laughed again, unscrupulous.
"Also, this Emperor Daming gave it to you."
"He, there is only one requirement."
Zhu Gaoyu raised his hand on the first shoulder, and the corner of his mouth was slightly raised.
"Bake slowly."
Speaking.
Zhu Gaoxuan, who has already approved the characteristics of crazy approval, left Fengtian Temple.
…………(end)…………
The last scene of the entire fantasy realm, staying in the picture of the Wajie soldiers rushed to the Golden Temple.
Living in the hall.
The heavy exhalation became the only sound of the moment.
"how so?"
Lao Zhu Xi stood in place, silent for a long time, and finally looked up at Zhu Zhanji. He jumped out of such a sentence.
"how so?"
Zhu Gaochi was also fat, looking at Zhu Zhanji, and asked the same sentence.
Zhu Zhanji's face is aggressive: ???
Hen!
Lowering down subconsciously, Xiao Zhu would not dare to speak.
Dare to watch this illusion, everything is your own pot.
but!
Why don't you consider my feelings, I have been baked in the future, can you not care about this focus?!
"Brother, what is the process?"
"Why did the Wali also appear in my Daming Forbidden City first? The sentence just now, the foreign country, what is the same as the five generations of Shi Jingxuan?"
Lao Zhu took a sigh of relief, and he was eager to know all the processes that happened.
"Um."
Ji Boying nodded.
Slightly returned to his position to sit down.
Lao Zhu and Lao Zhu Xi, and the big fat Xiao Zhu saw the situation, they also sat down.
I saw Ji Boying's fingers lightly tap the desktop. On this table, there were five boxes of self -heating hot pot boxes. In order to avoid choosing tangles, it was a unified river -lining crispy beef belly flavor.
The new Hex Technology is cool.
At the same time, there are five bottles of mineral water for heating.
"Say while eating."
Ji Boying, hungry.
I ate some white porridge fritters in the morning, and then caught up with a class. This would be hungry.
Lao Zhu and others did not ask what the hot pot boxes were. They had been used to taking these foods that had never been seen from the immortal master, and followed Ji Boying's steps one by one.
The bag, then add water, and finally put the hot pot box automatically heated.
"Well, during the heating period, I will tell you what's going on."
In fact, "the images of Yongle Time and Space" are very large. From the 19th year of Yongle, to the Daming of Yongle Space and Space, the images have been available for decades.
But time is not allowed to be played, after all, even if it is ten times speed, it must be seen for several years.
Therefore, Ji Boying only put the most critical paragraph.
Other content, orally.
"Thirty years of Yongle, Emperor Yongle collapsed."
"After ten years, Zhu Gaoyu won the trust of Zhu Gaochi and Zhu Zhanji, and then stayed in the Beijing Master to continue participating in the machine."
"I won't go into details in the process."
"It can only be said that in order to gain Zhu Zhanji's trust, Zhu Gaoyu almost lost his life. The empty left arm you saw just now was lost for Zhu Zhanji to block the knife."
"Of course, this process of gaining trust is a set that is set up in advance with the Waji."
"During these twenty years, Daming has been expanded to Southeast Asia through various reforms and Daming's silver plans, and national strength has skyrocketed every year at a madness."
"But under the darkness of Zhu Gaozhang, Mobei Wajie can always avoid the Northern Expedition in time, and has always been on the north."
Ji Boying will say it roughly.
"Until the scene you see in the illusion."
"Before half a year before this scene, Wajie, who had escaped around, suddenly began to attack Daming frequently until Zhu Zhanji was completely angry."
"Therefore, Zhu Zhanji sent the 500,000 elite army, and he was completely flattened in one fell swoop. With the national strength of Daming and the rapid development of firearms for 20 years, it was enough to do this."
"But, this is a trap."
"On the second day of the 50,000 North Expeditionary Army, the first -ride army suddenly appeared in Xuanfu Pass, killing Shuntian City."
"Zhu Gaoyu, was ordered to defend Demhengmen."
"And he also opened the Deshengmen, allowing the Wajie Army to successfully enter Shuntian."
"This historical data is carried out: Wasan enters the city, Tu Jingshi is endless for three days and three nights, and tens of thousands of female relatives, gold and silver utensils, etc."
"After that, Zhu Gaozhang ascended the throne as an emperor, cut Xuanfu and other places in the Shiyun Shizhou to the Waji, and the registered tiles were first for Mongolian sweat, and each other was the country of brothers."
At this point, Lao Zhu's eyes are about to listen to it.
Lao Zhu Xi's hand was holding the corner of the table tightly, and the gloomy eyes were scary.
Zhu Da fat also felt that the small meat in his mouth was not fragrant. He suddenly remembered that he had just been outside the temple. He talked about Zhu Gaoyu about Zhu Gaoyu's awakening topic. He suddenly felt that he was a 24K pure evil pen.
"Brother, why is that Da Ming died?"
Lao Zhu took a breath.
In Lao Zhu's opinion, even if Zhu Gaoxuan was unhappy and the traitor to the country was the emperor, then Daming would not die so.
And the paragraph that just sounds just now, Daming should still have national power to protect himself. It is nothing more than changing an emperor.
"Well, it's still a bit of time, look at it again."
Ji Boying swept the five hot hot pot boxes on the table.
This stuff needs to be hot for a moment, that is, fifteen minutes.
The words fall.
The scene of the entire Hall of Hall has changed suddenly.
Old place, still Fengtian Hall.
However, this time it was not Zhu Zhanji who was sitting on the dragon chair, but Zhu Gaoyu, and the older Zhu Gaoyu, who had long faces, had old spots.
The one who stood at His Royal Highness Jin changed another person.
"Zhu Zhanyi."
Zhu Da fat said the name of the person of this His Royal Highness.
The reason why it is called a rebellion is because these two father and sons are interesting.
In the original history, Zhu Zhanzhang's mother was killed for Zhu Gaoyu's birth. For this reason, Zhu Zhanzheng and his father just got on.
Zhu Zhanhuan has been staying in the Beijing teacher and not returning.
Zhu Xi said for this: "Father and son, He Renye".
Zhu Gaoxuan was even more unhappy. After Zhu Xi died, he directly wrote to Zhu Gaochi, asking Zhu Gaochi to execute his rebellion who stayed in Beijing.
What a pair: Father Ci Zixiao.
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Zhu Zhanhuan's eyes were red, carrying a bloody sword, step by step, and stepped onto the Golden Temple.
Behind him, a large number of Mongolian soldiers poured into Fengtian Hall, rushed to the Golden Temple, and gave Zhu Gaoyu on the dragon chair to the dragon chair.
"Rebellion! You are a virgin !!"
Zhu Gaoyu yelled, and the imperial crown on his head fell to the ground in the struggle, and his hair was scattered.
In the tip of the palace of Fengtian Temple, a tall man, wearing a velvet, standing quietly, it was the Waji who had been here a few years ago, and the current Mongolian sweat.
"Father, you should kill me directly."
Zhu Zhanhuan stepped on the Golden Hall and looked at his father, showing a abnormal smile on his face.
Then, stepped on Zhu Gao's chest, and the sword tip of the blood dripping in his hand arrived at Zhu Gao's heart position.
"Farewell, my dear father."
"You dare ...!"
Puff.
Sword, through the heart through the heart.
…………(end)…………
The picture is fixed, the bubbles dissipate, and return to the original scene of the main hall.
"As for what happens next, I think you can roughly guess it."
"In order to repay Mongolia for sending troops, Zhu Zhanqi ceded more important border towns to Mongolia, basically cutting off all the sixteen prefectures of Yanyun (except Beiping), so that the emperor's army was completely defenseless."
"And Zhu Zhanqi is different from Zhu Gaoxu. Zhu Gaoxu usurped the throne and did not abolish the government. He still used the policy of strengthening the country that was established in the Yongle year."
"After Zhu Zhanqi ascended the throne, he used politics indiscriminately. On the day he ascended the throne, he abolished a series of national policies that had been implemented since the Yongle year, and the national power declined rapidly."
"In addition, Zhu Zhanqi may be a little perverted. He tortured and killed ministers, imprisoned kings, and was wild and unethical. He was quite like Liu Ziye."
"A few years later, Zhu Zhantan, the former crown prince of the Han Dynasty, launched a coup and beheaded Zhu Zhanqi in front of the Imperial Ancestral Temple, and the country fell into chaos."
"While Zhu Zhantan was firmly on the throne, the Mongols seized the opportunity and invaded the Central Plains in one fell swoop. The country changed hands and the Yuan Dynasty was revived."
As Ji Boying's words settled, the entire Yangju Hall fell into complete silence, leaving only the whirring sound of five boxes of hot pot instant hot boxes.
Old Zhu Di gritted his teeth and clenched his fists ashen.
Zhu Gaochi and Zhu Zhanji both lowered their heads and remained silent, frowning. After all, this episode was really shocking.
Especially Lao Zhu, his heart felt cold. He valued family ties the most in his life.
But the period of 'history' that I just saw in front of me can be said to have been staged to the fullest.
An uncle kills his nephew, a son kills his father, and a brother kills his foot.
And in this moment of silence, a roll call was heard outside the Ziyangju Hall.