"No wonder Emperor Jianwen came to restore the throne and fight for the throne when he was over seventy years old."
The moment I saw Emperor Jianwen, many questions were answered.
Logically speaking, Zhu Di has been dead for more than 20 years, and Emperor Jianwen is already old and decrepit, and his desire for restoration should have faded long ago.
Or just fighting for posterity.
But in the previous Sun and Moon Twin Dragons, Gu Cheng discovered that it was still Jianwen's idea that was in contact with the ministers.
In fact, if you think about it, if Jianwen's son wants to make trouble, how many people will be willing to obey?
Only the emperor's grandson designated by Zhu Yuanzhang has the absolute right and orthodox status, and can still make some civil servants who abide by the ancestral system obey his orders decades later.
Now the truth is revealed, Zhu Yunwen wanted to take back the throne.
Because not only his appearance, but also his physical ability are the same as when he was young.
However, this person's strength is low, and in the world, he is almost at an inferior level.
"Interesting! Interesting! Could it be the four auspicious beasts?"
After a brief moment of surprise, Gu Cheng raised his eyebrows.
There are four auspicious beasts in the world of wind and cloud, and their core essence can make people immortal.
Dragon, Phoenix, Xuanwu, Qilin.
These four auspicious beasts run through the main plot of Fengyun, such as Bu Jingyun's unicorn arm, Nie Feng's crazy blood, the dragon yuan that was divided into seven after the dragon was killed in the middle period, Xu Fu and Xiao Sanxiao who have lived for thousands of years
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This world is a fusion world. It is unknown whether the four auspicious beasts exist or whether they are the setting of Fengyun. However, the most likely thing that can restore Emperor Jianwen's youth is the power of the four auspicious beasts.
"Your Majesty, Uncle Wu Gong has sent good news that White Lotus has been destroyed."
At this moment, a Jin Yiwei came forward to report.
"Okay! Show off! Leave the palace!"
Gu Cheng nodded and the imperial chariot started to drive.
On the other side, Zhu Yunwen walked hurriedly towards the city gate.
The direction he went out was exactly where Wuming was waiting.
However, before reaching the city gate, two figures suddenly flashed out of the alley, one from the left and the other from the right.
"What are you doing? Let me go!"
Zhu Yunwen's face showed shock and anger, and he was about to shout, but suddenly he seemed to be mute and couldn't make any sound. He could only watch the city gate disappear before his eyes, and involuntarily entered a courtyard.
Whoosh!
It wasn't until here that he was let go and saw two strange people standing in front of him.
He is tall, wearing a floor-length robe, and his face is painted with gorgeous oil paint. He is like a god enshrined in a temple, tall and majestic.
"It turns out to be two priests!"
Zhu Yunwen's face darkened: "Are you here to help me?"
The priest shook his head.
Zhu Yunwen's eyes were sharp: "If I cannot be restored, I will not be able to achieve the position of national teacher I promised. Are you not afraid of being punished by heaven?"
The priests all trembled, and one person on the left spoke with a hoarse voice: "The capital has been defeated, and we must take a long-term approach!"
"A long-term plan? The battle of Tumu Fort cost me countless efforts. If you hadn't been afraid of the Wentian Alliance and didn't dare to use all the experts from the Tianmen, how could there be any reason for the false emperor to return?"
Zhu Yunwen angrily rebuked: "Now the gangsters are pretending to slander my reputation and attack Bailian. I have to save Yulian, otherwise everything will be over!"
The priest was silent.
It’s not about that, it’s already.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the situation is over, restoration is a pipe dream, not even missing, and abdication is a foregone conclusion.
But even so, Zhu Yunwen has a huge secret hidden in his body, and he will not be allowed to be captured by the emperor of tomorrow.
So when he was stupid enough to leave the city, the two men had no choice but to show up to stop him.
"The White Lotus Sect cannot be destroyed, I want to preserve its vitality! The false emperor was able to preserve 10,000 divine machines in the battle of Tumubao. He can do it, why can't I?"
Zhu Yunwen saw that they were still indifferent and spoke every word authentically.
The eunuch Wang Zhong and the palace maid Yu Lian have been his confidants for decades. The latter is the master of the White Lotus Sect and must not allow any mistakes.
For this reason, he did not hesitate to threaten: "Don't think that I don't know anything. The Lord of Tianmen wants to use the Great Ming Dragon Qi to communicate with the real dragon and kill it to obtain the true immortal power. This must use me, you..."
"Silence!"
The two priests finally changed their colors, and even their oil-painted faces, which looked like clay sculptures and wood sculptures, could not hide their faces.
But it was not because Zhu Yunwen was speaking freely, but because the back door of the courtyard opened silently, and Wuming walked in carrying the huqin.
Zhu Yunwen was weak and could not feel anything, but the two priests discovered that the world around them suddenly disappeared.
Courtyards, houses, the capital, and even heaven and earth, all tangible existences disappeared and were replaced by pure sword energy.
Some were as cold as the wind, some as misty as clouds, some as strange as shadows, or some as sharp as rainbows, closing in on them.
The energy of the sword is essentially invisible, and all things belong to the way of the sword.
The supreme sword! The invisible way!
"Tianjian Wuming? I didn't expect you to become a lackey of Wentian Alliance!"
With such majestic swordsmanship, the two of them knew that they would be unreasonable, so they gritted their teeth and shouted.
"Wentian Alliance protects the world and has no sectarian views. You are supporting the White Lotus Sect, causing trouble in the Central Plains, and even attracting foreign tribes to enter the country. You are really ambitious!"
Wuming sighed: "When are the conflicts in the world over? The martial arts world is filled with blood and blood. How innocent the people are. If the three of you are willing to follow me back to Zhonghua Pavilion to live in seclusion, I won't embarrass you."
"God's will cannot be violated! Wuming, even if you are a martial arts legend, you will soon taste the consequences!"
The priests looked at each other and sneered, but did not resist and allowed the sword energy to enter their bodies and imprison their cultivation.
"Righteous soldier, I have a merciless request!"
Zhu Yunwen looked on with cold eyes, his eyes twinkling.
He is no longer the young emperor who was raised in a deep palace and surrounded by great scholars. He knows the dangers of the world and understands the world.
Tianjian Wuming is a supreme master. If a priest can hold this position in Tianmen, he must be carefully selected. If he is released, he will be famous. Now he doesn't even have the courage to do it. It shows that the gap between the two sides is huge. With the help of this person, he said
Maybe the White Lotus Sect can still be preserved.
"Since this is an unkind invitation, there is no need to say more."
However, Wuming glanced at him and said calmly.
"Since a righteous man cares about the world, why don't you listen to me?"
Zhu Yunzhen was cheeky but thick-skinned. He touched his lips and was about to respond with affection and reason, but at this moment, a loud voice came from far away.
"The Emperor is on a patrol!"
The imperial army cleared the way, and the bright yellow imperial chariot came from afar. Zhu Yunwen's expression changed drastically, he left the courtyard and rushed outside.
"Long live my emperor! Long live!"
Wuming sighed and did not stop him. He saw many people crowded on both sides of the street. When they saw the emperor's chariot approaching, they all bowed down in unison with respectful and pious faces.
"It's over! The White Lotus Sect has been destroyed!"
Zhu Yunwen was in the shadow on one side, his heart was cold.
The emperor's visit to the palace probably means that the White Lotus Sect's power in the capital has been uprooted.
How could it be so fast?
"Am I going to be alone in the Chinese Pavilion and die alone?"
"No! Confucius once said that if you know you can't do something, you can do it. How can I give up!"
"If you don't enter the tiger's den, you won't catch the tiger's cubs. This may be an opportunity!"
At this moment, Zhu Yunwen raised his head to look at the high imperial chariot, bit his lip, and with firm determination in his eyes, he suddenly jumped out and shouted loudly:
"Your Majesty! Your Majesty! I have an elixir of immortality to offer!"