My Chinese ancestors

Chapter 530 Sima and his son leave it to you
Green smoke curled up and drifted quietly past the six spiritual positions.

What the emperors, including Su Chen, expected did not happen, and after waiting for a while, the spiritual throne showed no signs of recovery.

"Changsheng, are you sure the Sima family's spiritual statue is sculpted correctly?" Zhu Yuanzhang stepped forward to check and looked at Su Chen suspiciously.

"It's the same as everyone's spiritual position."

Su Chen didn't need to lie about this kind of thing to fool the ancestors who were kind to him, not to mention that the Jin Dynasty of the Sima family did cause China to suffer huge losses.

Even if the Qing Dynasty was criticized in later generations, others could open up territories and expand their territory.

Not to mention civil and military skills, at least the people are safe, right?

Didn't do it either.

The only one who can take action... is a bunch of fucking drug addicts, plus fake men who like to put on makeup.

Su Chen just couldn't understand why Sima Yi's descendants were more bastards than the others since he had methods, strategies, and martial arts skills.

Could it be...

"Your Majesty, there is still one step left to be done."

That’s not right, you haven’t come up yet, how do you know this place?

"Do we still need to wait?" Li Shimin frowned, then turned back to comfort Cao Cao and his son who were gritting their teeth.

The emperors belong to different dynasties, but they have been together for a long time. Compared with the Sima Yi family, who they are unfamiliar with and hate, they naturally side with Cao Cao.

Therefore, I subconsciously blocked the step of respectfully asking.

"Who are you? Am I here again?"

Su Chen felt extremely unhappy when he thought of calling the Sima family this way, but when he saw Cao Cao and his son staring at each other intently, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and light another stick of incense, holding it in both hands and raising it above his head.

As soon as the words fell, a gust of breeze blew in from the hot courtyard. As the mist spread, the six spiritual statues swayed slightly.

Su Chen looked at the emperors around him and then at the memorial tablets on the table. Could it be that the Sima family was already on guard?

The paint on the writing on it gradually gained a hint of spirituality.

"Then just wait a little longer. Don't be in a hurry. Don't let Changsheng laugh at how worried our ancestors are."

'It's so awkward. '

"Changsheng, bet on the dice soon." Cao Pi said anxiously.

The first spiritual tablet to wake up at this time was the spiritual tablet written to Emperor Xuan of Jin Dynasty, Sima Yi. He hadn't noticed the emperor around him yet, but was facing the nearest Su Chen.

Squeezing his voice, he shouted in a low voice: "Su Chen, descendant of China, respectfully invites our ancestors to receive incense!"

Li Daoshi didn't mention it, but Su Chen almost forgot. After all, this invitation to the Sima family was different from the emperors of other dynasties in the past. It was purely to vent their anger.

While talking, Su Chen was also puzzled. The spiritual tablets engraved in the past would basically wake up after offering incense, but why these six spiritual tablets didn't react at all.

Li Tiangang suddenly interjected from the side: "Your Majesty has forgotten that you have said before that you would respectfully invite the ancestors of China to receive incense."

"Brother Meng De, don't worry. We emperors have nothing else, but we have plenty of time. Sooner or later, we will wait until the Sima family comes out."

After a while, a low groan could be heard in the spiritual thrones, and the six spiritual thrones shook a few times and twisted a few times like humans.

As soon as he finished speaking, Cao Cao came up to him. He had a face with the word "angry" written all over it, and a pair of narrow eyes fixed on the spiritual place where he was speaking.

"Sima Zhongda...do you still remember Caohu?"

"Wei...King Wei?"

Sima Yi's spirit tablet deflected, and when he saw the face approaching, he immediately turned back. He just stammered a greeting, but in an instant, there was no sound, and he stood like a dead thing on this old small square table.

The rest of the spirit tablets also woke up at this time, such as Sima Shi and Sima Zhao. When they saw Cao Cao, just like their father, they became still again.

Most likely, the turtle retreated downwards and did not dare to come up to face it.

"A bunch of thieves from the Sima family, are you acting like bastards?!" Cao Pi rushed up, pointed at the tombs of Sima Yi and his son, and cursed angrily.

"I was really blind back then!"

"If I had known that you and your family were so arrogant, I should have killed you!"

Su Chen, who was squeezed away, closed his eyes helplessly and entered the stage of betting. He didn't know if he could summon the Sima family together.

After all, this stuff is all random.

If appointed, meritorious service would definitely not be enough, and six emperors would have to be appointed. Unless the six kingdoms were unified again, maybe it would be enough.

The 100,000 meritorious service after destroying the Japanese will definitely be used for this in the future.

"Change a batch!"

Just as he was about to roll the dice, as if he had a premonition, Su Chen suddenly had an idea and replaced the three fog balls in front of him and randomly picked three new ones.

One hit! Su Chen almost roared, and the three mist groups instantly rotated. Two mist groups disappeared, leaving only one floating over.

In his mind, the fog dissipated, and a name instantly entered Su Chen's memory.

Jin Xuan Emperor Sima Yi!

Come again!

At the moment, Su Chen has not exited the sea of ​​consciousness, and continues to accumulate meritorious deeds, consuming more. One hundred thousand meritorious deeds are suddenly reduced to only thirty thousand.

As before, the only mist left behind was the name of the person: "Sima Zhao, Emperor Wen of Jin Dynasty."

At this point, the meritorious service was completely unable to be unlocked and the next time it was unlocked, Su Chen opened his eyes again and saw that a thin wisp of smoke gradually floated out from the soul tablet that had just died, and fell to the ground.

A figure in red robes stood in the mist, with a hunched body.

"Sima Zhongda!"

Cao Cao held the Yitian Sword in both hands and stood opposite the ricket figure. He stared at him with clenched teeth and slightly raised the corners of his mouth, "It's been a long time since we last saw him."

"King Wei..."

The moment the smoke dissipated, Sima Yi's old face was revealed, and when he saw Cao Cao in front of him, the domineering Cao Wei who used to seize power in the past was only left with two fighting forces.

After all, when Cao Cao was here, no matter how scheming he was, he would not dare to compete with Cao Cao, who single-handedly conquered the country of Cao Wei.

Naturally, he was ashamed to meet him. Sima Yi curled his lips, turned around and was about to turn into smoke and leave. Suddenly, a big hand stretched out from beside him and grabbed him by the shoulder.

"Sima Yi...I've heard your name for a long time!" Zhao Kuangyin firmly held the opponent's shoulder with one hand and pulled the opponent back again, "Also, will the emperor let you go?"

All around, the unlocked emperors gathered around.

Looking at these fierce-looking figures, Sima Yi couldn't leave even if he wanted to. Now he could only face Cao Cao and his son.

His gray hair spread over his shoulders, and his expression darkened.

"King Wei, what are you singing about? If you ask me why I occupied Cao Wei's court, haha... I didn't learn from you. King Wei can do it, why can't I do it?"

Seeing the other party speaking, Cao Cao had a sneer on his lips, and the Heavenly Sword in his hand clattered on the ground.

"It's true to hold the emperor hostage to command the princes... It's true that the younger generation is incompetent... and can't hold the throne, so that's what he should do. But, Zhongda, did I ever kill Emperor Xian of the Han Dynasty?"

"Zihuan Yi Zhongqian... what did you do?"

"My grandson Yuan Zhong relies on you...what did you do again?!"

Cao Cao's words gradually became louder, and the Yitian Sword banged in the ancestral temple, almost shouting: "Your descendants became emperors, what did they do to China?!"

"You beat the barbarians like dogs. Your descendants cannot defend the country, and the people are slaughtered by the barbarians like livestock. What kind of power did you seize? Are your descendants worthy?!"

These words were like a slap on Sima Yi's face.

"Don't insult my father!"

At this time, from another puff of smoke, an old man with the same gray beard, droopy eyelids, and big nose stood in front of Sima Yi. Just as he was about to roar a second time, he was slapped to the ground by Zhu Yuanzhang.

"I'm talking to your elders, who are you interrupting?"

Li Shimin stood on Cao Cao's side and turned his head to look at Su Chen.

"Changsheng, let's use the punishment. There is no need to continue chatting with the Sima family."

Su Chen was also uncomfortable with this noisy scene. Holding the black iron token in his hand, the moment the four thousand meritorious deeds were poured in, a figure with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks squatted on the ground holding his head, looking around with deer-headed eyes.

"Get up and put your torture instruments to good use." Wu Zetian kicked the figure behind the buttocks. When the figure saw the empress, she suddenly knelt on the ground and kowtowed quickly, with tears and runny nose flowing out.

"My lord, come here to pay homage to your majesty, and ask your majesty to forgive me for my sins... and stop biting me randomly."

"Now, you have to worship His Majesty!"

Wu Zetian has a delicate heart. She kicked Junchen and guided him to Su Chen. The latter was also the master of adapting to the wind. Seeing Wu Zetian talking like this, she thought that the successor of Da Zhou had already fallen to this young man. on the man.

I guessed in my heart that this man might have been given birth to by Wu Zetian outside.

Su Chen naturally didn't know what the cruel official who called Junchen was thinking, otherwise, he would have to kick him to death.

"Come on Junchen, get up!"

Su Chen hooked his fingers, and after calling the other party to stand up, he put one hand on the other party's shoulders and neck, and the other finger on the Sima father and son who were beaten by Cao Cao and others.

"You haven't tortured the emperor before, have you? I'll give you a chance. The two people who were beaten over there are Sima Yi and Sima Zhao of Cao Wei in the late Han Dynasty. I will hand them over to you and torture them well in front of others. Let everyone present Until everyone is satisfied.”

When the frightened Lai Junchen heard that the emperor was tortured, two at a time, his eyes gradually shone.

This is even more exciting than falsely accusing a minister.

(End of this chapter)