Confused country poison concubine

Chapter 999 Epilogue: The End of the Empire (2)
As an emperor, he was envious of the glory of the founding ancestor of the country, but he didn't see if he had the ability. Instead, he forced all the officials to feel insecure.

Until the king does not believe in his ministers, the ministers lose their hearts and are not loyal to the king.

The man in front of him has never reflected on himself, and his faults are always others'.

"Yongjun is willing to be mediocre, and even if he is able to maintain success, he thinks he is the master, and the country is about to perish, and he will suffer on his own." Baili Chuze calmly defined his life.

When Emperor Shun heard this, the corners of his eyes twitched slightly on his withered face, and he could only tremble in his voice, saying hysterically: "Nizi...unfilial son...you...you bastard, I should have killed you...killed you! you!"

"That's right, it's thanks to my father that I became a beast that can only walk in the dark and eat people. If you killed me back then, maybe I would really be grateful to you." Baili Chuze smiled slightly, Neither angry nor angry, the smile can almost be called elegant and gentle, a typical national teacher Yuanze's smile.

Unfortunately, this man sent him to hell.

That being the case, if this man wants to use the power from hell to consolidate his power, he will have to pay a price, so there is nothing to complain about now.

Although Emperor Shun couldn't see the sarcasm on his face, he felt sad, hated and regretful in his heart, propped himself up, gritted his teeth and sneered: "What do you want to do when you come back now? Do you want to see my jokes or see that I'm dead?" No?"

Baili Chuze said lightly: "I'm here to see if you've made any progress. As for the growth of ghost parasites in your body is slower than I imagined, but it can still let you live for another three months, which is enough Watching Wen Jia's army enter Beijing, the day the empire finally overthrows."

Emperor Shun closed his eyes, gritted his teeth and said, "Hehe...such a vicious heart...hehe...you really deserve to be...a person with my hundred miles of blood."

"That's right, cruelty, paranoia, madness, cruelty...and this blessed face are all traits of the direct blood of the Baili family." Baili Chuze stood up, looking down at Emperor Shun condescendingly.

"Thank you, Father, for giving my son the opportunity to fully display these qualities."

Afterwards, he placed an exquisite box on the table and opened it to reveal a pill inside.

"What is this...cough cough?" Emperor Shun could hear him put something on the table although he couldn't see it.

Baili Chuze didn't answer immediately, but turned around and walked out of the door. When he reached the door, he said, "This is the medicine to stop the growth of ghost parasites."

"Stop..." Emperor Shun's body froze.

With his back turned to him, Baili Chuze quietly looked outside the door. The heavy snow had stopped, and a rare piece of setting sun was exposed. The blood-like light reflected the entire gray earth into a scarlet color.

He slightly curled the corners of his lips: "Father, you have been making wrong choices all your life. What you look like in this life, when the sun goes down, you should understand better than anyone else. If you are still awake, do it Make the right choice."

After finishing speaking, he chuckled lightly, and walked out of the palace gate without any hesitation.

Hearing the sound of his footsteps gradually walking away, Emperor Shun stretched out his hand and stayed in the air, as if wanting to stop the other party from leaving, but in the end he trembled and fell down, just beside the medicine box on the table.

He paused, then fumbled towards the medicine box tremblingly, his hands froze for a while, and then slowly, he laughed softly: "Hehehe..."

"Duke, Your Majesty may not be able to stay there for long. We have to make plans early." Chen He, dressed in military uniform, looked at Zheng Jun who was putting incense on a portrait.

Although Zheng Jun is no longer the supervisor of the Rites Supervisor, in Chen He's heart, only Zheng Jun is the real supervisor of the Rites.

Zheng Jun clasped his hands together, bowed to the portrait, then raised his head to look at the person in the portrait, but answered irrelevantly: "Old Chen, do you think our family did something wrong at the beginning? When the autumn leaves are white, you should kill her."

But he allowed her to develop and grow, and even gave her a helping hand secretly.

Now don't talk about revitalizing the Lijian, even the country... the capital will not be a country.

A faint smile appeared on Chen He's skinny face: "Duke Gong, you did nothing wrong, and it wasn't Qiu Yebai who was wrong, but this world, our powerless destiny."

He paused, then looked at the paintings on the wall. The Western paintings seemed to be quite old, but they were still well preserved. The man on it was dressed in a gorgeous dark purple tufted flower flying fish suit, and was lazily leaning on the red sandalwood soft couch. On top of it, at first glance, I only felt a dark and ghostly charm coming towards me with a wanton and wild meaning, just like the big purple mandala beside him.

"Just like Lord Qiantui, before he established the country, everyone said that he was like Sima Yi and Cao Cao. He was ambitious, and he was a thief of the country, but who can see that it was because of Lord Qiantui's 'stealing the country' that he came into existence. The unification of Xidi and the Celestial Dynasty, the vast territory, the prosperity of the Tianji Empire for more than a hundred years, and the peace of the world, this is the destiny." Chen He sighed softly.

"The reincarnation of heaven and the alternation of rise and fall have never been human intervention. Emperor Zhongzong was tempted by the daughter of the Du family back then. It was already a wrong step. The world, the capable should live in it. Our supervisor of ceremonies There have been two dynasties, how many ups and downs I have seen, how many rises and falls I have witnessed, Dugong, since you have inherited the position of Dugong from Lord Qiantui, don’t you understand?”

Looking at the portrait, Zheng Jun showed a bit of a shy smile on his old face: "Hehe... yes, the older I get, the more confused I become."

"What kind of person is Lord Qiantui? He has always acted in an eclectic manner. He is quite similar to our first highness. Da Mo, if he really puts these foreign things in his heart, he might not be a thousand-year-old Lord."

Who knew that the Supervisor of Rituals had gone through a hundred years, and he had never been loyal to any emperor, but to the legendary founding overlord of the Tianji Empire.

And who knew that Emperor Zhenwu was the nine thousand year old man who was full of evil in the Celestial Dynasty and was condemned to death?
"So, it's time for us to make a plan." Chen He looked at Zheng Jun quietly.

"Should we fight to the end with the Hehe people, or open the city and let the other party enter the city?"

This is a dilemma. In the bloody battle to the end, although the Hehe people are not as ferocious as before, they will definitely slaughter the city; and if they let the other party into the city, burning, killing and looting are inevitable.

Zheng Jun looked at the paintings on the wall, pondered for a long time with a solemn expression, and suddenly asked: "How far is Wen Jiajun from us?"

Chen He hesitated for a while before he said: "I heard that they are fighting with the Chang family army. If they defeat the Chang family army today and rush over here, it will take more than three days, but Lord Chang is also stubborn, I'm afraid they won't Surrender easily, and now we have been confronted with Wen Jia's army for ten days, and the army has not yet formally confronted."

(End of this chapter)