Chapter 83: The Abandoned Fort Sect! The Demon-Destroying Queen! The Thunder Punishment is ready!
‘Kiro.’
‘Why don’t you call me a cockroach?’
In the Fengtian Hall, Ji Boying, who was sitting on the dragon throne, felt a little nauseous.
At this moment, he somewhat understood why Zhu Zhanji, who was known as the Hexagonal Emperor of the Ming Dynasty by later generations, did nothing when he first came to the throne. He spent all day thinking about how to dethrone Hu Shanxiang from the post.
Help this Sun to ascend to power.
The "jilang" sound that Mr. Sun subconsciously shouted turned out to be a "jiezi" sound!
And it’s still a seamless transformation!
It was clear that the sound was normal a second ago, which was like tea.
This kind of charming ability that can only be developed by a special tea master has been burned into the bone marrow.
A woman like Sun, who is like a fire, was called misfortune in ancient times, green tea in later generations, and princess in mountains and flowing water.
As for Zhu Zhanji, it is obvious from his appearance that he is a tea drinker. If he follows Ji Boying back to the future, he will definitely be a frequent visitor to teahouses in major apartment buildings in office buildings.
"Kiro, you, you are back..."
Mrs. Sun completely ignored the burning pain from the slap on her face just now and hugged Zhu Zhanji.
She speaks softly, and her face is full of mist.
"You..."
Originally, Zhu Zhanji's slap was very effective, but the moment he was hugged by Sun, his tea addiction suddenly came over.
In the palace, Yu Qian, Wang Zhi and other civil servants all looked stunned.
Astonished, he knelt down without hesitation.
"I respectfully welcome the late Emperor to show his sage!"
Ma Shun on the side was also confused.
The late emperor?!
Before he successfully hugged Eunuch Wang's lap, he was just an unknown member of the Jinyi Guards. He was not even qualified to go on duty in the Forbidden City. How could he have the chance to see Emperor Xuande's face?
"Ma Shun, if you don't kneel down when you see the late emperor showing his holiness, are you trying to rebel?!"
Yu Qian shouted coldly.
With the title of rebel, why did Ma Shun throw water, but Yu Qian threw it back intact.
Deng.
Ma Shun's heart trembled, his legs softened, and he knelt on the ground.
"My lord, my Majesty, Commander Ma Shun of the Jinyi Guards, respectfully welcomes the late Emperor to show his sage...!"
Zhu Zhanji glanced at this guy with a cold light in his eyes.
He remembered very clearly that the Immortal Master said that when Wang Zhenxian was in charge of eunuchs, everyone from Si Lijian Dongchang to Jin Yiwei were all lackeys.
"Father, Father...!"
Zhu Qiyu's eyes turned red and he knelt down and kowtowed.
Hmm?
Zhu Qiyu, who had just knelt down, was stunned. The man in front of him looked familiar.
In front of Zhu Qiyu, there was another person squatting, except that his head was swollen like a big watermelon, and his facial features were hazy like his own cauldron.
At this time, Mrs. Sun whispered, completely ignoring that this was the Fengtian Palace of the government.
"Kirou, do you know how much I have missed you these years."
Mrs. Sun looked up at Zhu Zhanji with tears in her eyes.
"Since you left, every late night in the past fourteen years, I have been tossing and turning. Every time I see Jirou in my dreams, the bed is completely wet when I wake up."
After saying this, a blush appeared on his cheeks.
"I..."
Zhu Zhanji just wanted to be tough again.
"Shh... don't talk."
Sun's class 18 tea artist danced, picked up a thin finger of jade green onion, put it against Zhu Zhanji's lips, and slowly leaned on Zhu Zhanji's chest.
"Let me hear your heartbeat, and let me not wake up from this dream..."
Sitting on the dragon throne, Ji Boying's scalp was numb from listening to it.
This is the first time he has felt so uncomfortable since he started working in the Ming Dynasty.
Sister Sun, you are over 40 years old and have grandchildren. Can you pay attention to your influence and consider other people’s feelings?!
Ji Boying stood up and walked slowly to the middle of the steps of the palace.
It was also at this time that the dozen or so kneeling ministers noticed Ji Boying's appearance, and they all looked surprised.
As for the late emperor’s apparition, this thing can also be explained by theology.
After all, in the Ming Dynasty, Taoism, Buddhism and theology still had a large market. From the princes and nobles to the common people, they all burned incense devoutly and prayed for the blessings of the gods.
But how to explain the appearance of Ji Boying?
This doesn’t look like the Buddha in the temple or the Taoist ancestor in the Taoist temple.
"Don't be angry, Immortal Master, Zhanji knows you are wrong."
When Zhu Zhanji saw Ji Boying getting up, he quickly pushed Sun away.
In front of his subjects, his son, and his little tea master, he respectfully bowed to Ji Boying to admit his mistake.
"As a man, there is nothing wrong with you."
"What you are wrong is that you have forgotten who you are."
Ji Boying glanced at Zhu Zhanji and then at Sun.
This charming woman who is over forty years old is extremely well-maintained.
With a face like an oval, she actually looks like a girl in her twenties, quite girlish. At the age of over forty, she still looks like a wolf and has such charm. It really feels like she was in her teens or twenties.
, I can’t imagine it.
It’s really understandable that Zhu Zhanji couldn’t bear it.
However, he is an emperor, so there is no excuse for that.
"Zhanji sincerely follows the teachings of the immortal master."
Cold sweat fell from Zhu Zhanji's forehead.
This scene stunned the kneeling King Yu Qian and other civil servants, the Jin Yiwei commander Ma Shun whose legs were still trembling, and the Sun family who was pushed away.
The late Emperor actually saluted this person?
Who is this person?
Immortal Master?!
"You should listen to the holy words of the Immortal Master with all your heart."
Zhu Zhanji straightened his back and shouted loudly to the officials in the palace.
"I will obey the Immortal Master's holy orders!"
A group of important ministers headed by Wang Zhi, the heavenly official, all responded to his orders.
"Yeah."
Ji Boying glanced at the kneeling orthodox ministers and Yu Qian who had not yet achieved success.
"Today, by the will of heaven, from now on, Zhu Qizhen will be deposed as emperor."
As soon as these words came out, everyone in Fengtian Hall was buzzing in their minds.
Zhu Qizhen?
Where is Zhu Qi Town?
It was also at this time that King Yu Qian, Mashun and Sun saw the figure squatting on the ground. From the swollen facial features, Zhu Qizhen's appearance could indeed be vaguely distinguished.
"My son..."
Sun's body trembled, and she leaned over and hugged Zhu Qizhen.
Baozong's pig-sized head felt a little dizzy, and his swollen eyes opened just a slit.
The moment I saw that it was my own mother, my lips trembled with excitement, and then I burst into tears.
"Don't cry, don't cry, just come back. We don't care about the emperor. If you don't deserve it, then you shouldn't..."
Mrs. Sun held Baozong's pig-headed head in her arms and comforted him repeatedly.
"Abolish the position of Queen Mother Sun and move to Jingyang Palace."
Ji Boying's second voice sounded next.
Jingyang Palace, the famous Cold Palace, is one of the six east palaces in the inner court. It is located east of Zhongcui Palace in the Forbidden City and north of Yonghe Palace. It is the most deserted courtyard among the six east and west palaces.
After entering Jingyang Palace, you can basically pack up and wait for the coffin to be put into it.
In an instant, the Sun family was still comforting Zhu Qizhen, who had lost his throne, not to cry.
After being stunned for a moment, I cried with a cry.
Zhu Qizhen was crying sadly, but suddenly the mother cried again, talking intermittently with a swollen sausage mouth.
"If grandma doesn't cry, if she doesn't cry, we don't care about you, Queen Mother. If you don't do it right, then it's inappropriate."
These familiar words fell into Sun's ears, and she cried even more sadly.
"Your Majesty, Jilang..."
Under the pear blossoms and the rain, Mrs. Sun looked at Zhu Zhanji with her head held high with tears in her eyes.
These forty-year-old eyes can cast an innocent look like a little white rabbit, as if they want to impress the man in her dream and give her another choice.
It's a pity that Zhu Zhanji, a senior tea drinker, calmed down and ignored it this time.
After all, he had just recovered from a critical illness, and Xiongfeng was not around for the time being, so he would not be attacked by rice bugs.
"You handle the rest yourself."
After Ji Boying said these two sentences, he stopped talking.
The reason why he stood up was just to give Zhu Zhanji, who was stunned by the color of tea, a head start.
"Yes."
Zhu Zhanji nodded solemnly, then took a deep breath and glanced at the ministers in the palace.
"Who is in charge of the Ministry of Punishment at the moment?"
One sound.
"I, Yu Shile, am the Minister of the Ministry of Punishment."
Old man Hu stood up and showed off his naked body. He knew Zhu Zhanji, but in his tenth year of Xuande, Yu Shile was a doctor in the Ministry of Justice.
"The Ministry of Punishment immediately exterminated Wang Zhen's entire family, and all his followers were killed."
As soon as these words came out, the eyes of Yu Qian, Wang Zhi and others all lit up.
Ma Shun, who was kneeling on the other side, was so frightened that his head was buzzing and his pants felt wet.
Wang Zhenyu’s party, he is Wang Zhen’s number one loser.
"My lord, take the order!"
Old Man Yu was honest and active in his work. He turned around and walked outside Fengtian Hall regardless of the fact that it was already midnight. It seemed that he wanted to raid Wang Zhen and his party members in one night.
"The late emperor is on top, and the country cannot live without a king for a day. I boldly speak out and respectfully ask the late emperor to choose a new emperor to ascend the throne! To rectify the country's principles!"
Yu Qian spoke loudly.
‘Be careful of the king but value the country.’
Ji Boying glanced at Yu Qian, the orthodox-Jingtai time and space.
Sure enough, this guy doesn't care at all who is the emperor on the dragon throne. The only thing he cares about is that someone must sit in that position to maintain the stability of the country.
Zhu Zhanji frowned and looked at Ji Boying subconsciously. He really hadn't thought about who would take over after deposing Zhu Qizhen.
"Please appoint the immortal master."
Ji Boying glanced at Zhu Zhanji, and then at Zhu Qiyu who was kneeling next to him.
If the selection is based on legal tradition, if Zhu Qizhen is deposed, only Zhu Zhanji’s other son Zhu Qiyu will be left. Who makes Zhu Zhanji have too few sons?
He remembered the answer that Tianshun Yu Qian gave him after he learned the secrets of Yangming's Xinxue: Zhu Zhanji's younger brother, King Xiang Zhu Zhanyi.
Because of this, Ji Boying briefly reviewed the inheritance of Zhu Zhanxun. His son had been on the throne for nine years, his grandson had been on the throne for one year, and his great-grandson had been King Xiang for thirteen years, but he had no sons and no descendants. After such a calculation, I dare say that Prince Xiang lived for six dynasties and seven emperors. This is a man who has sucked up all the luck of future generations.
According to this calculation, if Zhu Zhanzhen succeeds to the throne, the position of the Son of Heaven will be stable for forty years, but turmoil will come again after forty years.
And according to historical data, none of Zhu Zhanzhen’s descendants have a very good reputation.
At least his grandson Zhu Jianshu, who only served as King Xiang for one year, was so talented that he knocked out Kong Ming's thatched cottage. Compared with Zhu Jianshen's achievements, there is a huge gap.
Ji Boying thought for a moment.
"Make Zhu Jianshen the emperor."
As soon as this statement came out, all the ministers looked surprised, and even Zhu Zhanji was confused.
What kind of operation is it to dethrone the father and then make a three-year-old child emperor?
"There is a world of difference between your grandson and your son."
Ji Boying glanced at Zhu Qizhen on the ground, and then spoke.
"In addition, the king of Xiang, Zhu Zhan, and the king of Tan, Zhu Qiyu, assisted the Duke of Zhou in assisting the government. They waited until the emperor was weak and handed over the imperial power."
"If anyone violates the authority, God will punish him."
The words fall.
Boom!
A bolt of thunder struck down and exploded outside the Fengtian Hall.
A little street mouse who had been hungry for three days and three nights and was full of malice towards the whole world (including Ji Boying) became confused.
In other dynasties, if a prince becomes an auxiliary, it will mostly cause disaster.
Because power is so fascinating. I don’t think it’s something until I’ve tasted it. But once I hold it in my hand, I won’t let it go.
For example, in Tianshun Time and Space, Emperor Jingtai is currently under house arrest in Yong'an Palace and only breathes his last breath.
When Wala besieged Peiping and the country was about to overthrow, Emperor Jingtai had no intention of ascending the throne at all. He was completely forced to sit on the throne by his ministers.
But after winning the battle to defend Peiping, after tasting the supreme honor brought by the emperor's imperial power, and after getting used to being above ten thousand people, I couldn't bear to let it go anymore.
People will change.
But the premise of this usurpation is that after the regent takes power, no one can restrict it.
As for the special existence of Ji Boying, if Zhu Zhanzhen and Zhu Qiyu dare not hand over power to Zhu Jianshen in the future, they will be waiting for thunder and collective care from their ancestors.
"Zhu, Zhu Qiyu, please obey the Immortal Master's decree!"
This thunder shocked Zhu Qiyu so much that he immediately bowed to Ji Boying and saluted.
"I will obey the Immortal Master's decree!"
After Ji Boying finished speaking, he glanced at Zhu Zhanji.
"Gone."
The Orthodox guys have finished their work and there is no need to stay.
"Yes."
"Master Rongxian, give me a few words."
Zhu Zhanji took a deep breath.
"Kiro..."
Sitting on her knees and crying, Mrs. Sun hugged Zhu Zhanji's calf, looking weak, pitiful and helpless.
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Zhu Zhanji ignored Sun and stepped away, but faced the ministers and asked another question.
"How is Master Jingci now?"
Master Jingci is the title given to Hu Shanxiang after he was deposed.
The ministers were silent for a moment, and then Wang Zhi, a heavenly official, spoke.
"Empress Jingci passed away in the eighth year of Zhengtong."
Deng.
Zhu Zhanji's heart trembled, and he felt a little lost for no reason.
The thing he felt most guilty about in his life was that he dethroned Hu Shanxiang from the throne for no reason, and let such a virtuous queen live in the world in vain.
Hu Shanxiang died in the eighth year of Zhengtong, while Sun lived to the sixth year of Tianshun.
It’s true that good people don’t live long, but disasters last for thousands of years.
"Master Immortal, let's go."
Zhu Zhanji's tone was slightly sad.
"Yeah."
With a sound, the figure disappeared.
Wang Zhi, Yu Qian and others in the palace shrank their pupils and took a breath of air.
The entire hall was as silent as ink. If what had just happened had not been seen clearly, these dozen important officials would have thought it was an illusory dream.
"Please give an order immediately, Your Highness, in compliance with the Immortal Master's decree, and in the name of the imperial court, invite Prince Xiang to join the imperial court to assist the government, and inform the world about the deposed emperor and the deposed empress dowager, so that we can jointly promote the new emperor to the throne."
Yu Qian spoke loudly, breaking the silence of the hall.
"Ah, yes, yes, yes."
Zhu Qiyu responded by clapping his hands and nodded quickly.
"Everything will be done in accordance with the decree of the Immortal Master just now. I will go to welcome the new emperor."
The new emperor is the three-year-old Zhu Jianshen.
The division of labor was clear, and soon there was no one in the palace. Only the tearful and slightly confused Sun was left. She felt that everything was too baffling.
Inexplicably, I met Ji Lang, who had been dead for fourteen years. Inexplicably, I met my son who was supposed to be fighting outside the Great Wall. Inexplicably, he was deposed from the position of Queen Mother. Inexplicably, he was relegated to the cold palace. Inexplicably, everything disappeared.
As for Ma Shun, he was forcibly dragged out by several ministers.
The star of the "one-time drama - Meridian Gate Murder", which was supposed to appear on August 23rd, obviously has to start work early.
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It's windy and cold outside the Great Wall, and the earthen fortress palace.
When Ji Boying appeared with Zhu Zhanji and Zhu Qizhen, what he saw was a mess.
The table full of barbecue was all eaten up.
What he provided was enough for twenty people!
‘Are these people named Zhu all pigs?!’
But if you think about it, three Zhu Gaochi can eat as much as ten people.
In addition, Lao Zhu, Lao Zhu Di, and Lao Zhu are all powerful men who are accustomed to drinking from big bowls and eating meat, so they are pretty much the same.
"Oh, brother is back."
Lao Zhu put down the big squid he had already taken two bites of and wiped the oil from his fingers. Ji Boying quietly appeared in the seat next to him.
"Is the fight finished outside?"
The question is naturally about the battle of this earthen fortress.
Ji Boying, who originally wanted to eat something, looked at the three Zhu Gaochi who were still immersed in eating, and suddenly felt that he had no appetite.
"Soon."
Lao Zhu, Lao Zhu Di and Zhu Laosi all said in unison.
"The sound of horse hooves is very close. It seems that Mahamu's grandson has taken this last step."
These three serving emperors have all experienced battles for many years and are especially familiar with the sound of galloping war horses.
"Well, let's go and see together."
Ji Boying pushed away his chair, stood up, and walked outside the room.
Lao Zhu, Lao Zhu Di, Zhu Laosi, as well as the three Zhu Gaochi and Xuande Zhu Zhanji, as well as Zhu Qizhen, who had a bruised nose and face, were also followed by their ears.
The nine people walked in this earthen fortress, and most of their conversations were about finances in the previous class, and about going to dig silver mines in their childhood.
I just walked to a lookout.
Suddenly, a loud buzzing sound came into my ears.
There was a loud bang, and the gate of the Tumu Fort was violently smashed open.
A large number of Wala heavy cavalry poured into the earthen fort and locked the location of Ji Bo Ying's nine men at an extremely fast speed.
After all, at a glance, they are the only living people in this earthen fort.
"God really helps Wala!"
He also took the lead, and when he saw the dragon robes worn by Lao Zhu and others, his eyes lit up.
In his opinion, no matter how badly he lost in this battle before, as long as he could catch the Ming Emperor, he could turn defeat into victory.
But the question is, who is the emperor?
As the third generation of prairie savages after the destruction of the Yuan Dynasty, Ye Xian, who grew up picking up sheep dung on the prairie, did not understand the Ming Dynasty's dress etiquette at all.
In the eyes of this group of Wala people who only know how to ride horses and herd sheep, any Han Chinese with paintings on their clothes, whether they are pythons or dragons, must be arrested first. They are all chips that can be used to exchange money with the Ming Dynasty.
The Ora heavy cavalry surrounded the nine Ji Boying people, circling continuously, waving their sabers and shouting "oh, oh, oh," like a group of monkeys that had just slipped down from Mount Emei.
But in fact, this is also a kind of psychological strategy, used to defeat the mentality of the besieged.
It's just that they never would have thought that this is a group of big guys whose psychological quality can crush 99.999% of the world's big guys.
"That boy who looks so stupid is probably Mahamu's grandson."
Zhu Laosi raised his hand and pointed, and everyone else looked in the direction Zhu Laosi pointed.
"Which one of you is the emperor of tomorrow?"
He first came riding a tall black horse, holding a saber, reining in a victor's attitude, and looked arrogantly at Ji Bo Ying and his nine men.
Lao Zhu glanced at him first, showing coercion and contempt.
It also made my heart skip a beat when I saw it.
‘Damn it, why does everyone else look like an emperor except that pig head?!’
Ji Boying glanced at this Ye Xian. He was not as hawkish as the rumors, but had triangular eyes. He looked quite honest, like a farmer.
"You always call me Immortal Master."
"Then today, I will show you my skills as a teacher."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Boying's figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.
Lao Zhu, Lao Zhu Di and others all have bright eyes.
They looked up subconsciously.
Ji Boying's figure has already appeared on this lookout.
"He, how did he get up there?!"
He was also stunned for a moment, and asked Boyan Timur beside him, raising his hand to point to the observation tower that was five feet high. No monkey could climb so fast.
"I, I, I don't know."
Boyan Timur scratched the horse's butt, looking confused.
At this time, on the lookout.
The wind howled by, raising Ji Boying's long hair.
The crescent moon hung in the sky, and when the wind fell, endless black clouds enveloped Tumu Fort, as if the end of the world was coming.
From this height, it can be seen that around the earthen fort, several groups of sergeants are gathering towards the earthen fort at an extremely fast speed. This is Xu Da's strategy of intercepting first and then encircling.
‘Good boy.’
Obviously, after Xu Da received Ji Boying's words that "there is no need to take into account the earthen forts," instead of taking the earthen forts into consideration, Xu Da regarded the earthen forts as a piece of fat that he could not refuse, and he was the first to take the bait when fishing.
The Shenji Battalion led by Yu Qian and Liu Sheng, and the Three Thousand Battalion led by Zhu Gaoxu and Xiao Zhusi.
Zhu Neng and Hong Xi Zhu Zhanji led the vanguard of the fifth military camp, while Xu Da and Yongle Zhu Zhanji led the main force of the fifth military camp.
And everyone who led the army to gather towards the Tumu Fort also saw the changes in the sky above the Tumu Fort.
As for this group of Wala people, they first looked at the dark clouds that suddenly appeared above their heads with Boyan Timur, and the corners of their eyes couldn't help but twitch.
"Brother, no, it won't thunder, right?"
Boyan Timur swallowed, feeling a little timid.
He also fell into deep thought and patted his little brother on the shoulder. He knew that Boyan Timur was afraid of thunder since he was a child.
"Don't be afraid, what if it thunders?"
"You and I have been traversing the grassland for decades. As long as we don't take shelter under a tree, when will we be struck by lightning?!"
On the observation deck, the wind blew around my clothes and my hair was messed up.
Ji Boying lowered his eyes slightly and looked down, his hands behind his waist, and the dark clouds in the sky became his background.
He struggled with this slightly awkward cup-filling posture for several seconds before deciding to do it.
At this time, there was a virtual light screen in front of his eyes, which was densely covered with red dots.
"The thunder and punishment of heaven is ready: whether to strike"
"Yes" "No"
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