Chongzhen's online shopping system

Chapter 732

His Majesty wants to see me!
The disheveled Fan Wencheng sat up straight suddenly, and the image of Zhu Youjian, whom he had never seen before but seemed to be extremely majestic in the depiction in his mind, appeared in his mind!
All rivers and rivers are blocked to the east, and the raging waves will fall.In just a few short years since he ascended the throne, Daming has already been dragged out of the abyss of gradual decline.

No matter who Fan Wencheng surrendered to or what he did, it cannot change the fact.

That is what flows in his body, which is of pure Han blood and comes from a famous family.

Needless to say, the more distant ancestor Fan Zhongyan, the more recent great-grandfather was an official in the Ministry of War. Although he declined from his grandfather's generation, he also became the commander of the Shenyang Guard.Being born in such a family, he naturally stands at a much higher level than others. In addition, he has been smart and studious since he was a child, so even if he becomes a traitor, he is still the best among traitors.Otherwise, it would not be reused by Huangtaiji.

In later generations, his contribution to the establishment of the Qing court was huge, especially to the construction of the national system. The civil servants and traitors headed by him could be said to have worked hard to the extreme to dig out the brains and hearts of Hou Jin.These traitors may not be able to carry swords into battle to kill people, but their biggest danger is that they know the country they betrayed too well.

From the various systems of the imperial court to the duties and powers of officials big and small, they are all well-versed.

And Fan Wencheng, who came from a prominent background, is exactly the best of these people.

In his life plan, why didn't he have the fantasy of starting a country from a dragon?But all of this was wiped out by the ascension of Emperor Chongzhen.

From the beginning to the end, he couldn't understand how the Ming Dynasty, which was in decline, suddenly became as powerful as a powerful pill taken by a walking doctor on the street.

Since Qin unified the world, no dynasty in this vast land has been able to exceed 300 years.

Often at this period, one of the imperial power, eunuchs, relatives, and powerful officials will always jump out and cause trouble.It is true that the demise of a country is often due to external troubles, but compared with external troubles, it is internal troubles that are more debilitating.

As for internal and external troubles, Daming has both.

He was ready to meet the collapse of an empire, but suddenly he was thrown around like a dog who lost his family, and now he has become a prisoner of his own rank, and his life and death depend on the thought of others.

This was hard for him to accept, but his spine had been exhausted, and he could no longer find his shame.

His Majesty wants to see me.

Maybe, what if, if His Majesty was in a good mood and spared his life?
What's more, he really wanted to meet this well-known emperor, to see how different he was, to achieve such an achievement.

Fan Wencheng, wearing shackles, was escorted all the way into the palace. After waiting for a long time, he finally met the legendary Emperor Chongzhen.

"Slave Fan Wencheng, please pay homage to His Majesty the Emperor! Long live His Majesty! Long live His Majesty!"

Without being reminded by others, Fan Wencheng immediately knelt down on the ground and shouted in an extremely pious voice.

Naturally, he didn't dare to look up, but carefully stared at Zhu Youjian's feet from the corner of his eyes.

Zhu Youjian, who was standing on the platform looking into the distance, heard his address, turned around slowly, and looked down at Fan Wencheng with one ear.

"Fan Wencheng, I have destroyed all the slaves, have you not been a slave enough?"

Zhu Youjian's tone sounded calm, but it seemed to have murderous intent. Fan Wencheng shuddered suddenly and spoke in fear again.

"This slave, I, this little one deserves to die! Please forgive me, Your Majesty!"

Feeling the oppression of the surrounding atmosphere, Fan Wencheng became a little incoherent, his mind was blank, and all the words he had thought about before coming here were all gone, but he just kowtowed subconsciously, as if his sincerity in asking for forgiveness was really sufficient .

"Hum, look up."

In recent years, he has seen a lot of people like Fan Wencheng who only put on airs when they are about to die.Whether it's true or false, looking at his miserable old face, you don't even need to guess.

"I don't intend to take your life, but as for how long you can survive, it depends on your own performance."

Zhu Youjian called him here because he wanted to see this traitor who had made great contributions to the Central Plains of the Qing Dynasty and to see what was different about this sinner of the Ming Dynasty.

As a result, I was very disappointed.

No matter how many strategic strategies he has in his mind, he is nothing but a shameless literati without backbone.

But Zhu Youjian really didn't intend to kill him, because he was somewhat useful.

"Thank you for your Majesty's kindness of not killing me. I am willing to make a grass ring and work as a cow or a horse to repay your Majesty's kindness of not killing me!"

Fan Wencheng made a few loud bangs, and the white marble slab was covered with bleeding marks.With his nondescript Japanese hairstyle that he has no time to repair, it is simply

Seeing him like this, Zhu Youjian frowned even deeper, and he didn't even want to look at him again, so he turned and left.

"Wang Banban, arrange for someone to tell him what he should do next. If he doesn't want to, it will be late."

"Yes, long live."

Wang Chengen agreed to Zhu Youjian's words, and then looked at Fan Wencheng with a half-smile.

When Fan Wencheng heard it, he ordered it like pounding garlic.

"I am willing, I am willing to do whatever Your Majesty asks me to do."

"Don't talk so much. Get up. You will follow Xiao Fuzi out of the palace. You will know what to do." With that, Wang Chengen quickly followed Zhu Youjian.

"There is Mr. Lau Fu."

Seeing that everyone had left, Fan Wencheng saluted Xiao Fuzi and whispered.

Xiao Fuzi glanced at him and pouted.

"Come with me."

"I heard that you are a descendant of Duke Fan Wenzheng?" Little Fuzi asked on the way.

"Back to father-in-law, exactly."

"I heard that your great-grandfather also served as Minister of War in the Jiajing Dynasty?"

"That's true."

Fan Wencheng didn't know what Xiao Fuzi was asking. Could it be that the eunuch had received favor from the Fan family before, and now he wanted to take care of himself for the sake of his ancestors?
Although he thought so in his heart, he didn't dare to show it on his face, still showing a look of sincerity and fear.

Xiao Fuzi stopped in his tracks, turned his head and looked at him carefully, his eyes lingered on his severed ear for a long time, and Fan Wencheng who looked straight at him felt hairy.Suddenly, he sighed and continued to walk forward.

"Tell me, if they knew your current behavior, wouldn't the coffin boards be able to cover it?"

what?
Fan Wencheng opened his mouth slightly, his mood was indescribably complicated.

Does it have to be so bad?

Do you have to be so mean?
Fan Wencheng, fantasizing about receiving special care from the descendants of the deceased, was indescribably disappointed.

"Fan Wenzhenggong, who died peacefully and lived silently, has descendants like you. It is simply an insult to him."

Xiao Fuzi naturally didn't care about his feelings, and walked forward while talking non-stop, while Fan Wencheng followed behind him step by step, looking like a silly dog.

He led Fan Wencheng all the way out of the palace, came to Beizhen Fusi, and found Tian Ergeng.

(End of this chapter)