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His Majesty wants to see me!

The disheveled Fan Wencheng sat up straight suddenly, and Zhu Youjian's unfamiliar but seemingly incomparably stalwart image 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 ancestor Fan Zhongyan who is far away, the great-grandfather who is closer to the Minister of the Ministry of War, although he has declined since his grandfather's generation, he has also become the commander of the Shenyang Guard.Born in such a family, he naturally stood at a height comparable to others. In addition, he was smart and eager to learn since he was a child, so even if he became a Han female official, he was still a leader among the Han female officials.Otherwise, he would not be reused by Huang Taiji.

His contribution to the establishment of the Qing court in later generations was huge, especially for the construction of the national system. The civil servants and female cadres headed by him can be said to have worked hard on the later Jin.If it is said that they carry knives and kill people, these male and female cadres may not be able to do it, but they have one of the biggest dangers, that is, they know too much about the country they betrayed.

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 figure out how the Ming Dynasty, which was in the sunset, suddenly became vigorous and vigorous, as if it had taken a powerful pill from a doctor walking 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, I greet His Majesty the Emperor! Long live Your 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, Jian slaves have been destroyed by me, you haven't been a slave enough yet?"

Zhu Youjian's tone sounded calm, but seemed murderous again. Fan Wencheng shuddered suddenly, and spoke again in panic.

"Slave, subject, little...deserving death! 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 .

"Hmph...raise your head."

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

It was Zhu Youjian who called him here because he wanted to see this big man and woman who had made great contributions to the Qing Dynasty's establishment of the Central Plains, and wanted 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 grace of not killing, the little one is willing to form a grass ring and be like a cow or a horse, in order to repay your majesty's grace of not killing!"

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 too 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 be so full of words first, get up, you will follow Xiao Fuzi out of the palace, and you will know what to do." Said, 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 Eunuch, that's right."

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

"It'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 virtue, wouldn't even the coffin 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.

"Ning Ming died, Fan Wenzheng was born silently, it is an insult to him to have descendants like you..."

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.