Back to the end of the Ming Dynasty when the emperor

Chapter 2 The Trinity

A strong spiritual pillar is very important for the body, because in many cases, people are defeated by themselves, including patients.

Although Zhu Yousong's actual age is only in his 20s, and the age of this body is less than 40 years old, the alternation of extreme joy and sorrow is like a roller coaster. There are two heavens of ice and fire, and more importantly, the current physique of this skin is too bad. From Fu Wang to the emperor's sensual dog horse, his body has been hollowed out long ago, so that he has to rely on the power of medicine to support it. The young little heart couldn't take it anymore, it went dark again and passed out again.

When he woke up again, he was already lying on the dragon couch. The faces of all the ministers and servants were full of anxiety. A middle-aged imperial physician was carefully feeling his pulse in front of the dragon couch. Zhu Yousong knew by searching the memory of this body. , This is the Imperial Physician Zhang Miao of Tai Hospital.

"Your majesty is blessed with great blessings, and finally woke up. Thank you, you scared me to death..." Li Guofu, the eunuch with sharp eyes, saw Zhu Yousong opened his eyes, and he let go of his heart. You must know that the emperor is them. People's food and clothing parents, just ascended the throne, there must be no troubles, especially the Ming Dynasty in front of us, so I hurriedly greeted them.

At this time, doctor Zhang took the pulse and said that he was fine, but that he was overworked. He prescribed two medicines and he could recover in a few days.

Zhu Yousong didn't have the mood to care about them at all. Of course he knew that he was not sick at all. For a young man in his twenties, it would be bragging to say that he has never taken medicine since he grew up. No chance, the situation just now was due to the excessive overdraft of this body.

But he doesn't want to recover immediately, because he is still not used to the change of such a big role. Thinking that he still has a few months to live and the pain of Ling Chi, he feels like a mountain is crushed in his heart. When interested.

At this time, the concubine Jin, who was about to become a queen, came in hurriedly with a group of court ladies. Li Guofu hurriedly saluted. Seeing Zhu Yousong woke up, the hearts of these beauties fell back into his stomach. The concubine Jin was Zhu Yousong. Song's favorite concubine since he ascended the throne, shook his face and said coldly: "You all go down."

"Yes, empress." The maid and eunuch knew that the imperial concubine had something to say to the emperor, and it was inconvenient for outsiders to be present, so they agreed to salute and left the palace, leaving only the two little yellow gates outside to wait on them from a distance.

"Your majesty, how are you?" Concubine Jin glanced at Zhu Yousong and said softly.

"My dear concubine, I'm fine." Zhu Yousong had no choice but to respond to this cheap wife. Even though the concubine Jin is as beautiful as a fairy, she can't arouse Zhu Yousong's interest at this time. These few words are too few Weakness.

Concubine Jin sighed lightly, and said with concern and worry on her face: "Your Majesty, don't blame the ministers and concubines for talking too much. Your Majesty is approaching the age of no doubts, and there are many opportunities to deal with every day. My Ming Dynasty is in troubled times, and all kinds of things are waiting to be done. It is important to take care of the dragon's body..."

Zhu Yousong nodded.Seeing Zhu Yousong's listless look, Concubine Jin didn't say much, and called Li Guofu, the eunuch in the hall, and gave him a blank look, "Stop paying attention to the emperor in the future!"

"My minister is guilty." Li Guofu felt aggrieved, but he had no choice but to kneel down and kowtow to plead guilty. In fact, what was he guilty of?This is purely the emperor's pleasure, where is his attention?But whoever makes someone a concubine, if you say you are guilty, you are guilty.

"Get up, beat all those goblins who are serving the emperor tonight to death."

"My minister would like to respect the imperial edict of the empress."

Li Guofu turned around obediently and was about to leave when Zhu Yousong's voice came from behind, "Don't embarrass them... My concubine, what happened tonight has nothing to do with them, it's all my attention..."

Zhu Yousong reluctantly said these two sentences, and closed his eyes again.Thinking of that poor little actress, Zhu Yousong's conscience still persisted, and he sent out the first oral order he had crossed over, that he could not be like the original owner of this body, harming the country and the people, and disregarding human life.After he saved a group of people's lives with a single sentence, thinking about his own situation, he really couldn't open his eyes, who can save himself, how to survive has become the top priority for him.

He closed his eyes and knew it in his heart, and couldn't help scolding his mother, "It's really fucking unlucky, how did you cross over to this unlucky bastard?..."

In fact, what happened to the original owner of this body, Ming Anzong, was not bad luck, but luck. One month's lifespan and wealth, but after all, it is much better than the fate of being executed by the Tartars more than a year later. The most unlucky one is the time traveler.

Concubine Jin sighed softly, and didn't say any more, seeing that the emperor was tired, she helped him to lie down, covered him gently, and retreated.

There was no one in the palace except Zhu Yousong who was lying on the dragon couch, and the eunuch Li Guofu hid far away outside the palace gate with a few small yellow gates who were in charge of serving, for fear of disturbing the quietness of the emperor.

The person was lying there, and Zhu Yousong couldn't calm down anymore. What's the use of traveling to a short-lived ghost, no matter how powerful and rich he is?It's better to be a carefree little commoner. According to the development of history, the city of Nanjing will fall in a few months. Arrested, the king of subjugation, the crime of Ling Chi, what's the matter?I don't know which life of my ancestors was wicked, and the retribution fell on me. This is a bad luck for eight lifetimes...

Zhu Yousong resented that the curse was useless after all, he thought about cheering up, wouldn't he be the emperor for eight months?Aren't there still so many subjects and troops?If you have come, you will be safe, and you will spend these eight months doing a big job, even if you can't go against the sky, you can't just sit and wait for death, and fight him to death!
But after thinking about it, he became wilted again. As a student of literature and history, he knew very well about the incurable cancer in the late Ming Dynasty. In my previous life, I was a petty citizen with no strength to restrain a chicken. Now this body is even worse, like an old man who is dying.Fight, no capital at all!
Why don't you run away?It's not shameful to run away if you can't win. Didn't countless historical sages do this, let alone a grassroots emperor?
As soon as he thought of moving the capital, Zhu Yousong overthrew himself again. If I remember correctly, Ma Yaocao and Ruan Dacheng are now in charge of Chao Gang. In their eyes, the emperor is a cowardly and incompetent adou. How can he drink and play with women in the palace? You can make any fuss, but if you want to talk about moving the capital, I'm afraid he doesn't count, and those Donglin Party who want to impeach him today and impeach him tomorrow will not support him.

No one can be relied on, no matter what, is it just resigned to fate like this?

The more he thought about it, the more anxious he became, the more anxious he became, the more helpless he became, and the more helpless he became, the more angry he became. His head was in pain, and it was also because his body was too weak, and he was so anxious that he passed out again. A memory: Zhu Song, a young sorcerer from the Kurong Sect in the cultivation world, stole the skyscraper mirror from his master and gave it to his senior sister, Qing Lingzi. When I opened my eyes, I realized that I had become Zhu Yousong...

Now Zhu Yousong on the dragon couch is even more confused. This body also condenses the soul of Zhu Song from the cultivation world?Zhu Yousong couldn't believe it, two people transmigrated into one body, three bodies, I'm afraid even novels can't be so weird, right?

But I clearly have these things in my mind, and the experience of Zhu Song is even more vivid in my mind. In the cultivation world, his senior sister is a beautiful and passionate nun, and he has just completed his foundation. Qing Lingzi's love finally moved Qing Lingzi, but he also crossed over when he was in danger, and at this time Zhu Song's abilities were also clear in Zhu Yousong's mind.

"So you have your own skills?" Zhu Yousong's eyes lit up, as if he had grasped a life-saving straw in despair.

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