Originally, Sang planned to let Zhao Zhenren stay.
First, they take care of each other.
Secondly, I also want to use what I have learned to protect Zhao Zhenren and let him live a few more years.
However, Zhao Zhenren is very free and easy, and does not care at all that his end is approaching.
Outside Beijing:
"Okay, Mr. Sang, if we say goodbye today, maybe... we won't see each other again in this life."
At this time, the cold wind was howling, and the lonely road in the barren mountains added a bit of melancholy.
Sang sighed softly:
"Real person, I'm sorry."
"I never thought...it would be like this..."
"It's because I didn't think well."
Zhao Zhenren shook his head:
"I am destined not to live forever in this life."
"It's better to give you a helping hand than to wait and die. I have no regrets or complaints, I just feel happy in my heart!"
"The only thing I'm worried about is..."
Seeing Master Zhao looking at him, Sang smiled bitterly and nodded:
"I lost half of the Immortality Blood Jade. The loss of my longevity is small, but my body is obviously a little weak."
"But... I will take care of myself."
"Since I promised Emperor Yongle, I will safeguard the national destiny of the Ming Dynasty!"
The two sides stopped talking, and all the words finally turned into bowing to say goodbye to each other.
On this day, it was cold and snowy.
Sang returns to the city of Beijing.
The sound of naughty children laughing could be heard from behind.
"Come on! Haha!"
"Wait for me!"
"Hehe, this is the candy my mother bought for me, so I won't give it to you!"
The children's playful words are full of innocence.
Originally, Sang didn't pay much attention.
But suddenly:
"Ding Dong..."
A familiar voice came.
It was... like the sound of broken porcelain dishes!
Sang was stunned for a moment, then turned his head sharply.
However, all the children had already run away, leaving Sang no time to check them one by one.
"Are you... finally back?" Sang had a hint of expectation in his heart.
Many years ago, because of him, Sui Sui Ping An was attacked and killed by Yaksha.
Although the military calamity of the Jingnan Campaign helped shape his soul, Sang has been doing divination and waiting.
finally……
Sang smiled, and his only remaining eye had a hint of warmth.
"Shaishianpingping, are you back?"
"I'm waiting, waiting to meet you again..."
…
Time flew by, and first the Empress Dowager Sun passed away not long after.
Then, under the corruption of Zhu Qizhen, the Ming Dynasty became more and more decadent.
Inside the room:
"Ahem!"
Sang was wearing a fox fur coat, covering her mouth with a silk handkerchief and coughing lightly.
In the empty hall, the broken Sakyamuni was not recast.
Sang has also lived here.
Still holding the offerings in front of the Buddha as before, he would even tease the young monks with a smile and the Buddhist scriptures containing erotic pictures.
But... every time after laughing, Sang felt empty in his heart.
"well……"
Putting down the brush in his hand, Sang reluctantly asked the little monk to bring Tang Po Zi and put it in his arms to keep warm.
"There's something really wrong with my body..."
Sang shook his head helplessly, looking at himself in the bronze mirror, there was still some signs of aging between his eyebrows.
"Counting the days, today...is the result."
Thinking of this, Sang slowly stood up and opened the courtyard door.
The cold wind blowing against his face made Sang shiver all over.
He looked at the monastery where he had stayed for many years, and felt a little reluctant to leave it.
"Ancestor."
Behind him, the old host came over.
Sang turned around and saw an unfamiliar face, and couldn't help but be startled.
The old host clasped his hands together: "Old ancestor, the previous host... passed away last year."
Sang sighed and nodded with a wry smile: "After so many years, I haven't changed much, but you old friends have left me one by one."
The old host smiled: "Ancestor...are you leaving?"
Sang looked at the Forbidden City in the distance:
"Um."
"There are some things that need to be done."
"Take care."
"Maybe... we won't have a chance to see each other again."
The old host put his hands together and recited the Buddha's name, which was considered as a farewell.
…
At the same time, in the palace, Zhu Qizhen, who was seriously ill, was lying on the bed.
There are some crying sounds in my ears.
There were faint sounds of quarreling.
It turned out that the minister was trying his best to dissuade Zhu Qizhen from changing the heir to the throne.
As the prince, Zhu Jianshen should naturally be the emperor himself.
However, Zhu Qizhen wanted his second son, Zhu Jian and Linlin, to succeed him at the last moment.
Even though he was suffering from illness, Zhu Qizhen still did not change his violent character.
Just then:
"clang!"
It's like the sound of a bell, like the thunder and lightning.
In the closed room, Sang suddenly appeared.
At this time, Sang had grown his hair and was no longer a monk, but more like a wandering sorcerer.
"You...who are you!" The ministers looked at the sudden appearance of Sang in shock, and quickly called to the soldiers outside the door.
"Wait a minute..." On the hospital bed, Zhu Qizhen saw Sang's identity: "It's... it's you..."
Sang nodded slightly:
"I promised Emperor Yongle that I would protect the Ming Dynasty all the way."
"Now that you are blowing out the lamp and pulling out the wax, I will naturally come."
"Presumptuous!" the courtier behind him angrily yelled: "Who are you, you actually..."
Before he finished speaking, the minister was horrified to find that he could not open his mouth!
He looked up and met Sang's turned eyes.
There was only one blood-red eye left, which made everyone tremble in fear.
"I am Yao Guangxiao."
With just these words, all the ministers' eyes suddenly widened.
None of them know who Yao Guangxiao is!
That was the person who planned the Jingnan Campaign.
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But how...
"good!"
"It's him! It's him!"
One of the ministers shouted:
"I have seen his appearance in paintings. Except for his hair and eyes, he is almost exactly the same!"
"It is rumored that there is an immortal person beside His Majesty Chengzu. Could it be..."
Sang waved his hand:
"Time is limited, I don't want to hear more from you."
"Just wait nearby for now."
The ministers looked at each other in shock. After seeing Sang's power, they no longer dared to speak casually.
But they are also worried, after so many years, what is this mysterious person doing here?
Could it be...that it also has something to do with the position of emperor?
Could it be that... he himself is quite an emperor?!
Zhu Qizhen, who was seriously ill, suddenly became wiser. He seemed to have thought of something and stared at Sang:
"My illness, could it be..."
Sang played with the word longevity in his hand:
"The Queen Mother Sun passed away because of me."
"Your illness is also because of me."
"You are too stupid. If this continues, the Ming Dynasty will be ruined by you."
"So, I can only let you leave."
Zhu Qizhen stared at Sang with hatred in his eyes, but because he was seriously ill, he was so angry that he could not speak clearly.
Sang didn't care. Instead, he sat on the dragon couch relaxedly and leaned against the bed lazily.
This scene made all the ministers turn pale with fright.
They all heard what they just said!
Kill Queen Mother Sun?
Is it him who is seriously ill for His Majesty?
What a means!
Sang Youyou said: "It's the end of the world, do you still want to be confused?"
"You ministers don't need to kneel down. Call the Crown Prince Zhu Jianshen and the Second Prince Zhu Jianlin in. I have something to say."
The minister had no choice but to do it.
After a while, the two entered the room with a hint of surprise.
On the way here, they had already learned the news that Yao Guangxiao from Yongle years ago was actually here!
This shocked them extremely.
At the same time, the prince Zhu Jianshen also had an idea in his mind, could immortality be possible?
"Meet the real person!"
When meeting Sang, who looked younger than themselves, neither of them dared to neglect him.
Sang glanced at the two people, then nodded, and finally focused on the prince Zhu Jianshen.
The word "longevity" in his hand, which means longevity, was immediately pointed at the other party.
"Zhu Jianshen, starting from today, will be the next emperor of the Ming Dynasty."
"Change the year name, Chenghua!"
"From today on, you are Emperor Chenghua."
As soon as he said this, everyone was in an uproar.
How treasonous it is to announce the successor to the throne on behalf of the emperor!
However, after seeing Sang's power of ghosts and gods, and Sang choosing the always kind-hearted prince as the leader, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
At the very least...the worst outcome never existed.
"As for you, Zhu Jianlin." Sang looked at the second prince.
The latter's breathing was stagnant and he suddenly became nervous.
"You are also a blessed person in this life, but... don't think about the position of dragon chair, you have no dragon luck."
"I will now confer you the title of Prince De, and go to the feudal land to be your free prince."
Zhu Jianlin was also unambitious. Seeing that his life was not in danger, he immediately nodded in agreement.
"You...you..." On the dragon bed, Zhu Qizhen shivered with anger.
Sang directly ignored Zhu Qizhen and looked at Chenghua Emperor Zhu Jianshen:
"In the past, Emperor Yongle, Emperor Renzong, and Emperor Xuanzong all asked me to take care of future generations of the Ming Dynasty."
"Previously, I lived in seclusion in the Landa Temple in the capital."
"Nowadays, the fortune of the Ming Dynasty is in jeopardy, and not even one out of ten has been corrupted by your father."
"It's up to you if you want to recover."
"I will also change my past."
"If you give me the position of emperor's master and the power of national master, I will not directly go to court."
"But... I will be behind and guide you anytime and anywhere so that you will not embark on the same mediocre path as your father."
"Are you... willing?"
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The eyebrows of all the ministers jumped.
Imperial Preceptor? Imperial Preceptor?
Isn’t this the true situation where one person is inferior to ten thousand people?
This way, the power of the prime minister is simply higher than that of the prime minister when the Ming Dynasty was founded!
Zhu Jianshen's expression was also uncertain. He naturally did not want such a terrifying person to restrain him anytime and anywhere.
But it's obvious that the other party's methods are amazing, and whether you agree with it or not doesn't seem to matter...
Immediately, Zhu Jianshen rolled his eyes:
"Reply...reply...really...real person..."
"I wonder... is there really... a way to live forever in this... world?"
Sang raised his eyebrows and immediately understood what the other person was thinking.
Immediately, Sang smiled slightly:
"You were made a prince twice when you were young and suffered psychological trauma, so you stutter."
"I will give you a greeting gift first."
After saying this, Sang held the magic formula in his hand and threw out the word "longevity" in his hand.
Ruyi is like a stream of light, just passing over Zhu Jianshen's shoulder and returning to Sang's hand.
Just when everyone was questioning, Zhu Jianshen opened his mouth tentatively:
"Um?"
"Is my stutter gone?"
"This...this is incredible!"
Shock turns to surprise!
Surprise turns to heat!
Sang smiled slightly:
"Your Majesty, from today on, I am your Imperial Master."
"I will teach you how to be a king."
"On weekdays, I will also teach you some techniques to prolong your life. If you learn well, you may not be able to live forever, but you can achieve a long life."
Zhu Jianshen was overjoyed: "I... would like to thank the teacher!"
This sentence also expresses Zhu Jianshen's position.
Sang nodded with satisfaction, turned around and looked again.
But I saw...Zhu Qizhen had a look of resentment on his face and had already died!
[Author's digression]: Little popular science:
Historically, Zhu Qizhen had no idea of abolishing the crown prince. This is just fiction.
However, it is true that Zhu Jianshen suffered from stuttering because he was awarded the title of prince twice, and the fight between the princes caused him to stutter.
Among the many emperors of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Jianshen was considered a wise emperor. His policies were benevolent and clear, and he even appointed many talented eunuchs in the history of the Ming Dynasty, such as the famous Wang Zhi of Xichang.
Moreover, Zhu Jianshen was very affectionate and loved Concubine Wan Gui. After Concubine Wan Gui passed away, Zhu Jianshen also died of depression in the same year.
In the first half of his life, his administration was quite effective. In the second half of his life, he was obsessed with the art of immortality and became slack.
However, he did allow the Ming Dynasty at that time to breathe a sigh of relief and allow the people at that time to recuperate and recuperate.
As for Zhu Jianlin, he was named the first German king of the Ming Dynasty in history. He had no interest in the throne, and he was indeed a long-lived man. He lived to be sixty-nine years old. His posthumous title was "Zhuang", which is relatively