Daming Zhu Di: Father, why aren't you dead? !

Chapter 81 Daming Castle Sect: SOS! ! (ask for the first order!)
Thunder rumbled for a long time, and Wang Zhen was stunned for a moment.

I thought to myself that during the day, the sky was still blue and white, and the sky was clear. How could it be that night suddenly thundered?
However, eunuch Wang has practiced for many years to reverse black and white, and immediately seized the opportunity of the thunder, knelt down towards Zhu Qizhen, and shouted loudly.

"Even the heavens praised His Majesty's sageness, and responded with thunder!"

"Long live my emperor!"

After finishing speaking, Natou bowed, that was an excited expression.

When Wang Zhen knelt down, all his adoptive sons knelt down, shouting 'Long live my emperor' one after another, and seeing the expressions on their faces, each one became richer than the other.

And Zhu Qizhen obviously enjoyed this kind of flattery, holding his head up slightly, as if he had made a decision comparable to Tang Zong Hanwu, making Ming Dynasty strong for thousands of years.

Wang Zhen was even more heartbroken. The more than 1000 privately owned vehicles he searched this trip can finally be transported home.

Even if there is no meritorious service, it is not in vain.

Simply delicious.

The other officials in the house, such as Wang Zuo, Minister of the Ministry of Households, Minister of the Ministry of Punishment and other officials, wanted to speak but finally held back.

Because they knew very well that even Kuang Ye, who was an important minister in the Ministry of War, could not speak effectively, so they were just asking for scolding, and they might be hated by Wang Zhenji, and they would find an excuse to be killed.

"Zhang Fu!"

Kuang Ye looked at the British Duke Zhang Fu, which seemed to be saying, as a veteran of the four dynasties, the head of nobles, and a famous general with a good reputation in the country, others dare not speak out for fear of Wang Zhen's revenge, what are you afraid of? !

As a person who knows the soldiers, he clearly knows the benefits and disadvantages of the army camping in the civil fort, but why he keeps silent all the time!

Facing Kuang Ye's scorching gaze, Zhang Fu just lowered his eyes and lowered his head, not intending to speak at all.

It is said that the water chestnuts have been smoothed by the years, but on the body of the high-spirited and vigorous British prince Zhang Fu, not to mention the water chestnuts, the skin of the water chestnuts has been polished off.

"Kuang Ye, His Majesty has ordered the entire army to camp, do you want to resist the order?!"

Wang Zhen stood up slowly with the help of his adopted son, and looked at Kuang Ye with a sneer. He had long wanted to kill the Minister of the Ministry of War, and was worried that he had no excuses.

"&#%***!"

Kuang Yeh's ambitions swung, he stomped his feet, and was just about to fight Wang Zhen.

And at this moment, the door was pushed open.

The moment the babbling sound came out, everyone frowned subconsciously.

Although the Tumu Fort is a dilapidated courtyard of a small fort on the edge, but because of the presence of His Majesty the Emperor, this dilapidated courtyard can no longer be called a courtyard, but has to be renamed the Tumubao Palace.

And this main house is the palace where His Majesty the Emperor discusses state affairs with the ministers in the palace.

Court discussions behind closed doors are state affairs and must not be disturbed.

Moreover, those below the fifth grade of official residence are not even qualified to participate in court discussions, so naturally this door cannot be opened just as it is said.

"Bold!"

The first person to react was Eunuch Wang.

The dead eunuch screamed, and the Jin Yiwei guarding both sides of the door rushed up instantly, and the eyes of the others also fell on the opened door.

The pupils shrank suddenly.

Because, they saw a figure.

In his middle age, he is just beginning to show his old age, but his brows and eyes are full of domineering majesty, making people dare not look directly at him, and he is even wearing a red dragon robe.

In his hand, he was holding a mace that touched people's hearts.

dragon robe? !
The moment they saw the dragon robe, everyone's eyes twitched.

The Ming Dynasty was not an era of freedom to dress. During a fixed period of time, only one person could wear the dragon robe, and that was the current emperor, the Son of Heaven.

The prince can't even wear it, it's treason if he wears it, he'll die.

And the appearance of this person, for some reason, all the ministers always feel a little familiar, as if they have seen it in some paintings.

Zhu Qizhen who was sitting on the dragon chair was also stunned.

WTF?

so bold?

Wearing a dragon robe in front of Lao Tzu? !
If I don't peel off the skin of the girl today, you old boy don't know how to write dead words!
"Dare to overstep the emperor, good at wearing dragon robes."

"Jin Yiwei listens to the order and executes this person on the spot!"

Wang Zhen immediately yelled at this big man in dragon robe who came out of nowhere.

However, the next moment.

When the other three figures stepped across the threshold and appeared in the second row with different cold weapons in their hands, most of the people in the room were stunned and their hearts trembled.

Two dragon robes and one python robe.

Of course, the main thing is not what these three figures are wearing, but who these three faces represent.

Being an official in the Ming Dynasty, unless you experienced the bloodbath in the officialdom during the Hongwu period, in order to maintain the operation of the various departments of the court, there will be cases of rapid promotion of officials under unavoidable circumstances.

But except for Hong Wu, the subsequent promotions in the officialdom basically followed the rules of first taking the Jinshi examination, and then climbing up step by step.

It would take at least 30 to [-] years for a new Jinshi to climb to the rank where he could go to war with the emperor.

Therefore, most of the civil servants in this room are Jinshi in Xuande and Zhengtong years, and a small number are Jinshi in Yongle years, such as Kuang Ye, Wang Zuo and other six high-level officials.

Another example is Zhang Fu among the nobles. He even followed Zhu Dijing with his father Zhang Yu back then.

Of course, including Wang Zhen, this dead eunuch was the palace that Yongle entered in his last years, and he was lucky enough to meet Emperor Yongle a few times.

The moment these three figures came into his eyes, the arrogance on the arrogant eunuch Wang's face instantly froze.

Surprised? Unexpected?
"What are you all doing in a daze? Don't let me take it down!"

Only the Menggu, the God of War in Ming Dynasty, didn't know it at all.

Zhu Qizhen already felt extremely upset when a person wearing a dragon robe appeared suddenly, but now a few more came out.

It's true that the uncle can bear it and the aunt can't bear it. Aren't you afraid that the emperor will become a cadre? !
Ok?
Zhu Qizhen suddenly felt that something was wrong, why didn't his own words work?

Subconsciously looked at Wang Zhen beside him.

The eunuch Wang Shi was stunned and froze on the spot, his eyeballs almost popped out, as if he had seen a ghost, but now he opened his mouth with trembling lips, unable to utter a quick sentence.

"Too, too, too, Emperor Taizong!"

Among the civil servants, Kuang Ye and a few old officials, and among the nobles, a few old generals headed by Zhang Fu, all knelt down first. They all experienced the Yongle Dynasty, so they naturally recognized the true face of Emperor Taizong.

"Congratulations to Emperor Taizong's majesty!"

It was Kuang Ye who yelled this first, and only scholars could think faster.

In the eyes of scholars, everything that cannot be explained by Confucianism can be attributed to theology.

Who cares about Sanqi 21, this is today's Wudao, the ancestors of the Ming Dynasty have appeared!

And, more than one!
The other courtiers Xungui who had never seen Emperor Yongle were stunned for a moment.

Emperor Taizong? !
Brother, are you kidding me? !
But the ignorance is the ignorance, even the bosses knelt down, and the younger brothers naturally all knelt down, all of them looked as if they had seen a ghost.

However, Emperor Taizong hadn't finished shouting yet.

Three figures plus three figures, six figures stepped across the threshold together.

When they saw the person coming again, Kuang Ye and Zhang Fu, the veterans of the four dynasties, opened their mouths, but they refused to shout because they didn't know how to shout.

Even if there are three Taizong emperors...

Why are there still three Renzong emperors...

Three more late emperors?

numb...

Totally numb.

How do you pray?I can't come here even if my head is smashed!

Xu Da, Zhu Neng, Liu Sheng, Tianshun Yuqian and Hongxi Zhu Gaoxu were the last to cross the threshold, and they were no longer noticed.

As for Ji Boying, he had already appeared in the house the moment Lao Zhu stepped across the threshold, but everyone's eyes were focused on the Ming emperors, and no one noticed his appearance at all.

"Father, father emperor?"

The arrogance on Zhu Qizhen's face was completely suppressed the moment Xuande Zhu Zhanji appeared.

He ascended the throne at the age of nine, and had never met his grandfather Zhu Gaochi, nor his great-grandfather Zhu Di, nor had the opportunity to meet his grandfather Zhu Yuanzhang. Even the vague memory of his childhood made him no longer remember the specific appearance of his father Zhu Zhanji.

However, the beard on Xuande Zhu Zhanji's face and the light in his eyes will never be forgotten in his life.

It's like copying a bunch of clones of your father with high technology, but as long as the father who raised you gives you a look, you can instantly tell which is your real father.

This is, father and son.

Neither Yongle Xiaozhu nor Hongxi Xiaozhu had ever raised such a Zhu Qizhen, so naturally there is no such kind of majesty between father and son.

Xuande Zhu Zhanji ignored Zhu Qizhen, with a cold face, walked past the officials with a black iron rod, and came to Zhu Qizhen.

"Father, father..."

Don't wait for the emperor to export.

'Snapped'.

Emperor Xuande raised his other hand, and slapped Zhu Qizhen's face firmly with his backhand.

Before Zhu Qizhen, who was staring at the stars, realized why he was being beaten, Emperor Xuande grabbed Zhu Qizhen by the collar and directly pulled Zhu Qizhen off the dragon chair.

The Emperor Xuande, who had just survived a critical illness, was alive and well at this moment, as if returning to the light.

After finishing all this, Emperor Xuande held the iron rod and stepped aside respectfully.

The officials kneeling on the ground were all stunned. Wasn't it the same as being abolished when the emperor was dragged off the dragon chair by the first emperor? !
'Who is this person? '

At this moment, everyone's eyes were fixed on the middle-aged man who was wearing a red dragon robe and carrying a mace.

They always felt that this face looked a little familiar, but they couldn't say where they had seen it before, and the guessing in their hearts became clearer.

I saw Lao Zhu walking to the dragon chair with a serious expression, holding a mace.

Looking at this dragon chair made of pure gold, his eyes are cold.

Qinzheng also brought a dragon chair? !

Are you fucking out for war or sightseeing? !

Old Zhu glanced at Zhu Qizhen who was being carried aside with a dazed expression on his face.

For this great-great-grandson who had a rather heroic face but actually ruined the fortunes of the Ming Dynasty, the ancestor held the mace's hand and couldn't help clenching it a little more.

But as the saying goes, family ugliness should not be publicized.

Folding back, Lao Zhu sat on the dragon chair, his eyes swept over the group of orthodox officials in the room.

At this moment, if Kuang Ye and Zhang Fu couldn't figure out who Lao Zhu was, they would be pure fools.

Now I don't care what's going on, it's just that the theology is booming, and Qiqi is kowtowing.

"Congratulations to Taizu's appearance!"

"Congratulations to Taizu...!"

"........."

The voice came out of the house, and the pro-army standing guard outside the house were all stunned.

Taizu?

All the bigwigs in this room have been schizophrenic played by eunuch Wang?

"Your Majesty!"

Xuande and Zhu Zhanji hit Zhu Qizhen on the back calf with a stick.

Zhu Qizhen, who was already in a daze, his mind was buzzing, and he subconsciously knelt down in front of Lao Zhu.

"Go away, it's not our will."

"Beginners, behead."

The family ugliness is not publicized, and the children and grandchildren are taught, of course they cannot be watched by these courtiers.

Old Zhu's gaze, icy-cold and chilly, fell on these orthodox courtiers, and everyone felt terrified of being looked at.

Is this the rumored Emperor Taizu? !
In the past, I learned from the history books how difficult it was to be an official during the Hongwu period. Everyone wanted to go home and farm instead of being an official.

Only at this moment did they deeply feel what it means to be on the scene.

Standing in front of the Emperor Taizu, there was a feeling that he might be stabbed at any time.

"Follow the Emperor Taizu's decree!!"

Kuang Ye, Zhang Fu, and Fan Zhong were all yelling at the top of their lungs.

Under Lao Zhu's deterrence, they even temporarily forgot the sense of crisis brought about by Wala. They all got up quickly and left the room with their heads bowed.

It wasn't until he was three feet outside the house that Kuang Ye dared to take a long breath. He didn't dare to breathe in the house just now, and his back was already covered with cold sweat from fright.

"Mr. Zhang, what is going on?"

He looked at Zhang Fu, and Zhang Fu also looked at him.

"You read a lot, why do you ask me? If I want to know, why am I a general!"

The corners of Zhang Fu's eyes twitched even more, because he saw Zhu Neng...

Back then, Zhu Neng was worshiped as the general who conquered Yi, and he marched south to Annan. Zhang Fu accompanied him as the right deputy general. Halfway through the march, he saw Zhu Neng die on the couch with his own eyes, so he took over as the commander-in-chief.

How would you feel if a senior who had been witnessed by you for nearly 50 years died suddenly appeared alive in front of you?Are you scared?
"By the way, how do I feel that I saw Yu Qian just now, didn't he stay in the capital?"

Hubu Shangshu Wang Zuo also wiped the sweat from his head, sighed a few times and opened his mouth.

"If you say that, it's true."

Kuang Ye was stunned. When drafting the list of officials to be recruited, for the sake of safety, a basic principle was established. Just in case, one of the first and second leaders of the six departments must be left.

After the Ministry of War deliberated, Kuang Ye, Minister of the Ministry of War, went out with the emperor, and Yu Qian, the Minister of the Ministry of War, stayed in the Ministry of War.

"Don't talk about Yu Qian, I also saw the King of Han, when Emperor Xuande decreed that he was roasted by me..."

"My lords."

"Wang Zhen, he doesn't seem to have come out."

Fan Zhong, who was standing aside, kept watching the door. When the door was closed, he still didn't see Wang Zhen.

After the words fell, everyone's eyes lit up.

inside the house.

The eunuch Wang Zhenwang was bowing, smiling apologetically at Lao Zhu, Lao Zhu Di, Emperor Hongxi, Emperor Xuande and others.

"That, that, Your Majesties, you, you talk about family affairs, servant girl, servant girl, please leave first."

Just as the cat bent its back and was about to turn around, Xiao Zhusi and Yongle Xiao Zhu had already pressed one of Wang Zhen's shoulders, with ferocious smiles on their faces. They all knew that Wang Zhen was the first eunuch in Ming Dynasty.

Wang Zhen's body trembled, cold sweat pouring from his temples.

All the power he attaches to Zhu Qizhen is nothing but airs in front of these great Ming ancestors. After all, he doesn't even know whether these emperors are human or ghosts.

As for Zhu Qizhen, who was kneeling in front of Old Zhu, he raised his head subconsciously with a dazed expression, shrinking his neck in fright.

Because ten pairs of cold eyes were forming a circle and staring at him.

"Our Zhu family has such descendants, it's really my great ancestor's fault."

"today."

Holding the mace, Lao Zhu stood up slowly.

"Let's teach the future generations with our own hands."

Raised the mace in his hand.

Along with the mace, what caught Zhu Qizhen's eyes was a horse-chopping knife, an iron whip, a big fish-head knife, three bone hammers, and three black iron sticks with cold light.

From birth to now, His Majesty Baozong felt for the first time what despair is.

'Mom...help me! '

'SOS! ! '

(End of this chapter)