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Chapter 884 Who can be the emperor? (asking for monthly ticket)

The four classes in the morning are over.

The students had their lunch break.

A row of laurel trees stood outside the club building. Yanagimachi Natsuka sat on a low stool with her arms folded across her chest, her long black hair tied into two ponytails.

To add to the cute atmosphere, she also pinned a pink cat hairpin on the right side of her hair.

Because she was indoors, the zipper of her coat was not zipped up, and when she held it up with both hands, the shirt and coat formed a strong visual conflict, as if a ferocious beast was about to break free from its seal.

"How's the posture?"

"it is good."

Hojo Shinoko gave a thumbs up, indicating that there was absolutely nothing wrong with this.

Yanagimachi Natsuka nodded and did not continue to act crazy in the activity room as usual.

If you want to pursue Qingze, you naturally need to show some gentleness and ladylike appearance.

No one likes a dick!
“It would be even better if we added another book.”

Hojo Shinoko took out a collection of prose poems that she often read from her schoolbag.

Natsuka Yanagimachi grabbed it with her right hand and opened it halfway, but did not change the posture of supporting her chest.

She wants to show off her hot body, as well as a series of other factors such as being literary, well-behaved, and cute.

In simple terms, he wants everything and wants it all.

There were footsteps outside the window.

Qingze felt that the Guzheng club was very quiet today. He looked out the window and saw Yanagimachi Natsuka sitting there posing and reading a book.

Compared to her figure and expression, Qingze was more surprised that she was holding a book, "You are actually reading a book?!"

Qingze couldn't help but suspect that he had woken up too quickly in the morning. He rubbed his eyes, looked carefully again, and found that Yanagimachi Natsuka was indeed sitting there with a book in her hand.

"Is the world going to end tomorrow?"

"Senior Qingze, you are exaggerating. Can't I just read a book?"

The corner of Yanagimachi Natsuka's mouth twitched. She closed the book and tilted her head, trying to show her sharp eyes, but her big, innocent eyes were wide open, just like a silly dog.

Hojo Shinoko helped smooth things over and said, "Senior Qingze, Xiahua still reads books occasionally."

"Hi, hi."

Qingze responded casually, then turned his attention to the bento and asked, "What do you want to eat today?"

“Salmon and unagi rice bowl.”

Hojo Shinoko replied, but did not hand over today's lunch box. Instead, she held the lunch box tightly in her hand and said, "Senior Qingze, if you want to eat, you need to do Xiahua a favor."

"What's the deal?"

A hint of curiosity flashed across Qingze's face.

Yanagimachi Natsuka quickly put aside the literary work, took out a notebook and pen from the book, and said seriously: "Actually, I have a crush on a boy recently, and I want to pursue him.

Specifically asking for your opinion.

I helped you and Xiaozi with a lot of advice before, now it's your turn to repay my kindness and serve as my advisor."

Qingze was surprised and asked, "Who do you like?"

"Are you curious?"

Yanagimachi Natsuka asked with great excitement, and judging from her expression, she seemed to hope that he would continue asking.

Qingze nodded and said, "Well, I'm curious, who is it?"

"I won't tell you~"

Yanagimachi Natsuka spread her hands and smiled wickedly.

Hojo Shinoko added: "Xiahua is worried that we will laugh at her if she fails, so she doesn't want to reveal her specific goal until she succeeds."

"Oh."

Qingze was still thinking about testing his new ability, so he skipped this topic and asked, "What do you want to ask?"

"I just wanted to know how to pursue a boy."

At this point, Yanagimachi Natsuka thought she should first state her own opinion, "My idea is to go straight to the point and confess to him directly."

"Confession should be a clarion call of triumph, not a charge of attack."

Qingze rolled his eyes at her and joked, "You don't have the courage to do that.

It’s better to cultivate feelings slowly first.

Find out what the boy likes and then find an excuse to ask him out.

Take advantage of the drawbridge effect.”

"It's too troublesome to write it down, I'd better record it."

When Yanagimachi Natsuka heard him say so much, she quickly threw away the notebook, obediently took out her mobile phone, and selected the recording software.

"Senior Qingze, please say it again."

Qingze could only repeat his words again and added: "You can ask him to go to the haunted house in the park.

You can also ask me and Hojo Shinoko to help you create a scary atmosphere.

When he was nervous, you pretended to be scared and snuggled into his arms.

He would attribute the sudden acceleration of his heartbeat to the slight emotion that had arisen in his heart."

"By the way, you'd better use a very fragrant shampoo that day, and put it in his arms at a height that is just enough for him to smell the fragrance of the shampoo."

These are not just Qingze's empty words, but his own experience.

When he went out on a date with Akizuki Iroha, she threw herself into his arms and the smell of shampoo she gave off was very nice, which left a deep impression on him.

Qingze talked a lot.

After finishing the recording, it was already eleven minutes.

Seeing that he was running out of time, he quickly stopped and said, “That’s it for now.

With what I taught you, you have at least a 50% chance of success."

Qingze handed the phone back.

Yanagimachi Natsuka took it and said with a sigh: "Senior Qingze, you are really amazing. No wonder you can have so many relationships."

"It's not easy to take care of everyone's emotions, but as long as there is love, it's all worth it."

Qingze answered seriously, took the lunch box from Hojo Shinoko, and then took three minutes to replenish his saliva from her sweet lips.

He turned and left, ready to go to a parallel world to test his new superpowers.

Yanagimachi Natsuka looked at the recording in her hand and said solemnly, "Shinoko, a tough battle awaits us next."

They got the strategy, but they couldn't always follow it 100%, so they had to make some drastic changes.

Only in this way can they avoid Qingze realizing that they are using his strategy to attack him.

Hojo Shinoko nodded, took her hand and said, "I will help you."

"Good sister."

Natsuka Yanagimachi was moved and held her hand.

……

Parallel world, late Ming Dynasty.

March 18th, early morning, Fengxian Hall.

The emperor and his ministers were speechless.

The sky outside the temple was gloomy, and the heavy dark clouds caused it to rain continuously.

This is a good thing.

At least it will prevent the enemy army from attacking the city for a while.

But this bandit army may turn into a real government army tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.

Dashun will also replace the Ming Dynasty and become the new dynasty.

Zhu Youjian looked at his ministers.

No one said a word.

He had no plan to repel the enemy, and no one advised him to negotiate with the enemy army.

There was only deathly silence.

When he glanced down, all the ministers showed sad expressions.

Everyone remembers Chen Xinjia's fate.

Today, we follow Zhu Youjian's wishes and propose peace talks to overcome the difficulties, but tomorrow, he will feel that peace talks will lose face and he will be afraid of people's gossip, so he will abort it.

During his seventeen years in power, the ministers believed that apart from eliminating the eunuch party, he had no other achievements worthy of praise.

The flattering ministers had already made up their minds to surrender immediately after the city was captured, and the loyal ministers had nothing to say to Zhu Youjian.

What have you been doing?

It was previously proposed to build Nanjing so that in case of any accidents, one could retreat to one side at any time and then think about how to pacify the bandits.

This guy was too proud to do it.

The prince would not see them off, and the whole family had to stay here and wait for Dashun to enter the city.

Seventeen years.

If we say that during the time of King Xin, he had not learned how to govern a country.

But for seventeen years, the emperor used his power to kill any minister who did the slightest thing to please him.

Not to mention the military generals, who could win by defending the city but insisted on forcing themselves to go out and fight a field battle with the Qing army.

There were countless deaths inside and outside the court.

But he hasn't made any progress at all and is still like the young man he was before. He doesn't listen to the good advice of loyal ministers and only listens to what suits his own wishes.

Sun Chuanting had been imprisoned for several years and did not understand the situation outside, so he made the bold statement of five thousand people.

How could Zhu Youjian not know how bad the situation was?

The loyal ministers had completely given up on him and would rather return home and die together for their country after the city was captured.

I don't want to give any advice to this person anymore.

Zhu Youjian was very disappointed and even more angry, and shouted: "Since you all have nothing to say, why don't we all commit suicide together in Fengxian Hall."

Boom!

A thunder suddenly sounded, followed by a blazing white light that illuminated the hall.

The emperor and his ministers all looked up and found that the roof of the palace had been struck by lightning.

Through the irregular holes, one could see that in the gloomy sky outside, layers of lightning were piled up, which was very unusual.

Normally, lightning should flash by, but these lightning bolts condensed in the air.

It was as if thousands of electric snakes were converging in the center of the clouds, vaguely resembling a dragon.

Zhu Youjian looked ecstatic.

He is the emperor.

The thunder took the shape of a dragon, it was God helping him!

Zhu Youjian stood up suddenly and roared, "You officials are all thinking about your own safety and wealth.

God, please send down a bolt of lightning to kill these traitors!"

The ministers changed color.

Many of them are well-read.

But looking at the strange scene in the sky above, apart from the theory of ghosts and gods, no words can explain the scene before my eyes.

Could it be that God really wants to save the Ming Dynasty?
This idea emerged in the minds of the ministers.

The flatterers turned pale with fear and began to regret their earlier decision not to donate money.

The loyal minister looked calm and did not regret not donating money.

Given Zhu Youjian's previous behavior, there was no point in donating money.

They are not afraid of death. As long as the Ming Dynasty can be saved, what does it matter if they die?

His original intention was to die for his country after the city was captured.

Zhu Youjian became more and more crazy, shouting: "Chop them to death! And chop the bandits outside the city to death!"

Boom!

A bolt of lightning struck Zhu Youjian.

Under the gazes of the ministers, eunuchs, and palace maids, a dazzling flash of lightning passed by, and the dragon throne and table on the stage disappeared, leaving only a bottomless hole that seemed to lead to the underworld.

The emperor was actually sent to hell? !

Everyone present gasped.

"Zhu Youjian, you are not worthy of being the emperor."

The loud sound from the sky reverberated in Fengxian Hall, the Imperial Palace, the Inner City, and even the Dashun Army in the Outer City all heard the loud sound coming from the sky.

For a moment, everyone was terrified by the power of the gods and fell to their knees.

Only one man, looking pale, still sat on his horse and shouted, "Li Zicheng dares to ask God, am I qualified to be the emperor?"

……

A faint sound floated from below to above.

Qingze floated in the condensed electric dragon, and under his control, a steady stream of electromagnetic force poured into the electric dragon that stretched for thousands of meters.

And he who was in the middle of it all, nothing happened.

It has nothing to do with Schrödinger's cat. He can just slightly manipulate the repulsive force generated by electromagnetism to prevent the thunder from falling on him.

His eyes swept downward.

From the palace to the inner city, and then to the outer city.

A capital city full of ancient charm appears before our eyes.

The thunder dragon is in the sky and the gods appear.

From the soldiers guarding the city to the ministers and the common people, all of them prostrated themselves on the ground in fear of the divine power.

Even the Dashun Army knelt down in a large mass.

Because of this, Li Zicheng, sitting on horseback with his head held high, was particularly eye-catching.

Qingze stared at the King of Rebellion.

What impressed me most about him was that King Chuang embarked on the road of anti-Ming because of layoffs and unemployment in the Ming Dynasty.

When it comes to personal charm, Li Zicheng does have it, and it cannot be said that he lacks vision.

When he first entered the capital, he issued strict orders to his subordinates in an attempt to win the hearts of the people.

But the Ming Dynasty’s treasury was so poor that even a mouse could not survive.

Li Zicheng couldn't afford to reward his brothers.

In addition, his position in Dashun was not the absolute leader.

Whenever important matters needed to be discussed, the leaders below would gather together to come to a conclusion, rather than Li Zicheng having the final say.

Moreover, Li Zicheng did not have a qualified think tank.

Given Li Zicheng's character, if he had the assistance of wise men, he would have a good chance of establishing a new dynasty.

Qingze thought about it, raised his hand, and lightning in the sky instantly fell to the ground from the sky.

Boom!

Thunder exploded on the ground around Li Zicheng.

The loud voice almost made Li Zicheng fall off his horse. He felt heartbroken. It was over. His words just now offended God!

In fear, Li Zicheng wanted to dismount and kneel down to beg for forgiveness from God.

But his movements were a little slow, and the stiffness of his body prevented him from reacting immediately.

"Come up and talk."

By the time Li Zicheng was able to react, an answer from heaven came from the sky.

He was ecstatic!
In full view of everyone, the ground under Li Zicheng's feet broke away from the ground and flew into the sky.

Strangely, the warhorse under his crotch was not scared at all and continued to stand there.

Qingze uses electromagnetic force, which has the power to destroy everything and can also be subtle enough to control living things.

Under the influence of electromagnetic force, the warhorse completely became Qingze's puppet.

"Xin, Prince Shun has gone to heaven."

The people of the Dashun Army looked up at this scene, expressions of horror appeared on their faces, and then they were filled with ecstasy.

This shows that they are following the true dragon of destiny.

Certified by God, it is absolutely true!

Unlike the ecstasy of the lower-level soldiers, Liu Zongmin's expression was full of jealousy. We are all thieves, so why can you go to heaven and talk to God?

If I had shouted just now, perhaps he would be the one ascending to heaven now.

No, it's not too late now!
Liu Zongmin thought that Li Zicheng was a coward.

If he hadn't killed his two wives to show his determination to fight to the death with Li Zicheng, would that guy have been able to survive until today?
He gritted his teeth, stopped kneeling, stood up and shouted to the sky: "Oh God, I, Liu Zongmin, have experienced hundreds of battles and should be qualified to compete for the position of emperor!"

(End of this chapter)