Ming Emperor Chat Group, Creating Apocalyptic Prosperity

Another time and space.

Jiajing forty-five years.

Xiyuan.

In the huge palace, a middle-aged man wearing Taoist robes with a good temperament is sitting on the futon, looking at the bright yellow booklet in his hand very casually.

This person is the eleventh emperor of the Ming Dynasty, Emperor Jiajing, Zhu Houxi.

Green smoke curled up from the incense burner in the hall, slowly winding around his eyes.

Perhaps the smog was too choking, causing Zhu Houpao's eyes to narrow more and more tightly.

Finally, open it wide open!

"Catch him quickly, don't let him get away!"

Zhu Houxi suddenly roared loudly!

The next moment, he threw away the wolf in the booklet!

The booklet rolled to the ground, and happened to be face up.

I saw three large characters on it: "Public Security"!

"What a Hai Rui! He's so presumptuous! He's trying to rebel!"

Zhu Houpao was so angry that his teeth were about to be gritted!

Jiajing's family is clean, and every family fights! Every family is clean but there is no wealth bucket!

How dare this little head of the household department named Hai Rui say such outrageous words!

Not only that, but this man named Hai Rui actually said in his written statement that he was obsessed with Taoism, dreamed of immortality, and misunderstood the country!

The emperor was angry, and the eunuch Huang Jin, who was kneeling beside him, was terrified.

Huang Jin rolled his eyes and said cautiously,

"Your Majesty, this servant heard that this man named Hai Rui has always had a group name.

It is said that before he went to Shushu, he already knew that he would offend the emperor, so he bought a coffin in advance.

After he said goodbye to his wife, he dismissed all the servants, so logically speaking, he should not run away. "

As soon as Huang Jin finished speaking, Zhu Houxi "September 13" fell silent.

Not only that, but the eyes of him, who was still full of anger before, are full of panic at this moment!

Huang Jin didn't think much about it, and only thought that the emperor's silence was because his advice was effective.

Now, Huang Jin also breathed a sigh of relief...

"Huang Jin, go down, I will stay alone for a while."

Zhu Houpao said hastily.

"Your servant obeys." Huang Jin hurriedly left.

After Huang Jin went down, there was only Yihou left in the huge palace.

At this time, Zhu Houpao finally couldn't control the surprise in his heart, and asked the surrounding air in a low voice and excitedly,

"Fairy? Is it a fairy?"

Zhu Houxi has practiced Taoism for more than 20 years, and his greatest wish is to become immortal and live forever.

And the reason why he asked this question originated from the very strange female voice that rang in his mind just now.

Xu Shi was so nervous that he even forgot what the first female voice said just now.

At this moment, the female voice repeated what she just said,

【Ding! Hello, it has been detected that you are the emperor of the Ming Dynasty!】

[This time the chat group of the Emperor of Ming Dynasty was randomly matched successfully! 】

[The group leader Zhu Youxiao has opened the Ming Emperor chat group, you are welcome to join! 】

This time, Bao Fengzhuo heard clearly.

But he didn't quite understand what it meant...

What is the Ming Emperor chat group?

Who is the group leader Zhu Youxiao?

Could it be that Zhu Youxiao is the legendary god?

Zhu Houxi had so many questions in his heart!

However, before his questions were answered, he was forcibly dragged into a mysterious and unknown space by a dazzling white light

Chongzhen two years.

winter.

Wenhua Palace.

At this moment, the courtiers are discussing intensely.

"Your Majesty! General Man Gui has died in battle, and now there is one less person available in the court! Please let Yuan Chonghuan be released first, and give him a chance to pay for his meritorious deeds!"

The one who spoke was Qian Longxi, a member of the cabinet, a scholar of Wenyuan Pavilion.

Qian Longxi has always been a supporter of Yuan Chonghuan, so he hopes that Emperor Chongzhen Zhu Youjian can release Yuan Chonghuan from the prison.

"What old Qian Ge said is ridiculous. Is it possible that my Ming Dynasty has no available talents except Yuan Chonghuan?"

The person who refuted Yin and Yang is the Minister of Rites, Wen Tiren.

"At present, all signs indicate that Yuan Chonghuan is collaborating with the enemy Huang Taiji. If Yuan Chonghuan is released, wouldn't it be letting the tiger go back to the mountain? Or is it about Mr. Qian Ge, are you collaborating with the enemy too?"

Zhou Yanru, the right servant of the Ministry of Rites, also jumped out to echo.

Qian Longxi grinned angrily, his beard flew up!

"You! You are innocent! If Yuan Chonghuan is really collaborating with the enemy, why don't you just open the Yejin line of defense and let Huang Taiji come in! You can choose from a long distance to come to Qinzhu

!"

Facing Qian Longxi's rebuttal, Wen Tiren asked calmly: "Then why did Huang Taiji arrive right after Yuan Chonghuan led his troops to the city?"

Zhou Yanru echoed again: "If Yuan Chonghuan had listened to the order of the great scholar Sun Chengzong and met the enemy outside the city, how could Huang Taiji have come to the city? Whether Yuan Chonghuan has colluded with the enemy or not, everyone knows!"

Qian Longxi still wanted to refute, but before he could speak, there was an angry shout from the dragon chair above!

"stop fighting!"

The boy on the dragon chair closed his eyes tightly, and it can be seen from the action of biting his lips that he is angry!

"Everyone will only quarrel when they encounter problems! What use do I need you!

Although Huang Taiji has withdrawn his troops now, Zunhua, Luancheng, Yongping, and Qian'an have all fallen into his hands!

You don't want to find a way to solve it, but instead start internal strife here, that's how you do things for me!"

Zhu Youjian couldn't bear it any longer, and cursed loudly!

Seeing that the emperor was angry, all the officials below lowered their heads and dared not speak.

Looking at this group of ministers who would only cause trouble but could do nothing, Zhu Youjian was very tired.

"I'm going to stop talking today, even if I jump off the city wall, it's absolutely impossible to use Yuan Chonghuan again!"

After Zhu Youjian said harsh words, he flicked his dragon sleeves and turned to leave!

After Zhu Youjian left, he did not return to Qianqing Palace to handle political affairs as before.

Instead, he came to Taimiao.

Zhu Youjian knelt in front of the many tablets in the Taimiao, and heaved a long sigh.

The young emperor, who was still furious before, was now dejected.

"The ancestors are above all, and the younger generations are incompetent, but let the barbarians enter our capital and plunder the people in the city, it is incompetent..."

After Zhu Youjian finished speaking, he kowtowed heavily to the memorial tablets and didn't get up for a long time.

After an unknown amount of time, the boy finally raised his head.

He looked at a memorial tablet with tears in his eyes.

The name engraved on that tablet is the name he is most familiar with.

Ming Xizong Zhu Youxiao.

The temple name of Ming Xizong was taken by Zhu Youjian himself.

The word "Jia" represents that the past cannot be traced, and the road to the future is bright and brilliant.

He hoped that his brother's next life would be bright and brilliant, and he would not suffer from illness.

"My younger brother shall be Yao and Shun."

These were the last words his elder brother said to him before he left.

"Yao and Shun..." Zhu Youjian shed tears of self-blame, "Things... I failed your expectations...

Recalling the various entrustments and expectations of his brother before his death, Zhu Youjian became more and more sad.

His elder brother compared him to "Yao and Shun", but he made the already shaky Ming Dynasty worse and worse...

"Brother Huang, why..."

It has been two years since he took over the throne.

He forgets to eat and sleep every day, and deals with the road day and night.

He is thrifty, even if the dragon robe is torn, he is not willing to throw it away.

But he is a very face-saving, very particular person.

Whenever he meets outsiders, he must be meticulous in grooming and grooming, and he will never meet people in a lazy manner.

Such a person who wants to save face and is so particular is wearing old mended clothes.

So, he walked very slowly.

Because as long as he walks faster, the swing of the hem will reveal his patched old clothes.

He is the emperor, and he is also a very face-saving emperor.

He didn't wear patched old clothes for show, he was really reluctant.

But even if he is so diligent and frugal, what has he gained?

After getting Huang Taiji to lead the army into the pass, will the capital be regarded as the back garden?

Or did you get the civil strife in the Ming Dynasty, and the uprising army bloomed everywhere?

"Brother Emperor.....I failed your expectations..."

Zhu Youjian blamed himself to the point of sobbing and crying.

At this moment, he can't care about the image he valued the most in the past.

He raised his patched sleeves, covered his face and wept bitterly

【Ding! Hello, it has been detected that you are the emperor of the Ming Dynasty!】

[This time the chat group of the Emperor of Ming Dynasty was randomly matched successfully! 】

[The group leader Zhu Youxiao has opened the Ming Emperor chat group, you are welcome to join! 】

Zhu Youjian, who was crying bitterly, was stunned...

Zhu Youxiao?

"Emperor...Emperor Brother...?"

Could it be that the emperor's spirit in the sky heard his cry?

Zhu Youjian looked at a loss, just when he was at a loss, a dazzling white light dragged him into an unknown space...

Twenty-five years of Hongwu 0

East Palace.

"Biao......Look at dad, look at dad..."

Zhu Biao heard the cry of his elderly father.

He also wanted to see his father one last time.

However, at this moment, his body is no longer under his control.

He could only stare straight ahead with empty eyes, letting the saliva drip from the twisted corner of his mouth.

He heard the crying of his old father, and knew that his father was gently wiping away his saliva.

"Father! Woooooooooooooooo..."

He knew who made the cry.

It was his son, Zhu Yunwen's cry.

"Husband... woo woo woo..."

This is his stepmother, Mrs. Lu is crying.

Zhu Biao could hear all the sounds in his ears clearly.

How he wanted to see these relatives again, for the last time...

But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't regain control of his body...

He could only silently say goodbye to these relatives in his heart.

"Father, my son is not filial, I can't be filial..."

"Yun Wen, Yun Mian, dad is leaving first, you guys have to be good..."

In his heart, Zhu Biao said goodbye to the person he cared about most.

In the end, he left behind in this world, the last voice of his heart

"Mother, Xiongying, Crown Princess, I'm here to accompany you..."

【Ding! Emperor Ming Dynasty chat group, you are welcome to join!】

Zhu Houpao was dumbfounded.

Looking at the miraculous environment that he has never seen before, he just came to Xianyuan.

Do gods also cry and fight?

On one side are Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Biao who are embracing and crying.

On the other side are Zhu Youxiao and Zhu Youjian who are being beaten unilaterally.

There is also an old man who is as confused as Zhu Houxi, Yi Kang.

"Biao'er! We thought we would never see you again!"

Zhu Yuanzhang hugged his precious son and cried into a grandson.

"Father...... son is unfilial..."

Zhu Biao hugged his old father and cried as a grandson.

Compared with the touching father's kindness and filial piety here, Zhu Youxiao and Zhu Youjian on the other side are completely opposite.

"Let you kill Wei Zhongxian! Let you kill Wei Zhongxian! Co-author of your brother told you so many words before he died, you remember "My brother should be Yao and Shun", right?

It took so much effort to suppress the Donglin Party, you prodigal bastard! Bring up the Donglin Party again!"

Zhu Youxiao waved the jade belt in his hand, and smoked Zhu Youjian again and again.

However, the strange thing is that Zhu Youjian didn't dodge at all, instead he sat on the ground and hugged Zhu Youxiao's thigh, laughing and crying,

"Brother Huang! You have finally appeared! Brother Huang! Brother, I have suffered for the past two years! I don't want to be the emperor anymore! I'm so tired!"

As if Zhu Youjian didn't hear Zhu Youxiao's scolding, he just hugged his thigh and cried loudly. 0.2

As for being drawn, he didn't even care about it.

Because Zhu Youxiao's seemingly fierce beating actually didn't hurt at all.

The moment Zhu Youjian saw Zhu Youxiao, he was stunned.

Because in the last few years of his impression of the elder brother, the painting style was quite sloppy.

Due to taking all kinds of weird pills, his body was bloated, and in the end it was even more swollen and unsightly.

So when Zhu Youjian suddenly saw the healthy and heroic Zhu Youxiao, he almost didn't recognize him.

"Brother Huang! Huang Taiji has fought all the way to the city, it's all because of my incompetence, I failed your expectations..."

Zhu Youjian was still crying loudly, not caring about other people around him at all.

At the same time, Zhu Houshao and Zhu Di were both in a daze.

Looking at this chaotic scene, Zhu Houshao found that this fairy world seems a little crazy...

And among these gods, how come there are still some wearing the dragon robe of the Ming emperor?

The key point is that the dragon robe of one of them is still patched...

With the mentality of being a newcomer, Zhu Houxi decided to find someone to ask.

At present, it seems that the only normal person here is Zhu Di, who is equally confused as him.

Zhu Houpao walked over, bowed his hands to Zhu Di, and made a Taoist salute.

"Fellow Daoist, I don't know what kind of fairy world this is?"

Zhu Di put his eyes on Zhu Houpao, looked him up and down,

"What fellow daoist? Who is your fellow daoist? Lao Tzu is your ancestor!"

"..."

No, the gods in the sky are so dragged?