emperor becomes prince

"Your Majesty, after reading that letter, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince took it away with him, but none of the people below have seen it." Under the emperor's wrath, He Zhu'er knelt aside tremblingly.

Although Kangxi is old, the majesty accumulated over time has become more and more serious. He Zhuer trembled his lips, almost doubting whether the owner of the eagle-like gaze in front of him is the same person who treated the prince with a pleasant face earlier.

"Hmph, leave after reading." Kangxi repeated these words, and suddenly became angry: "There are so many guards in the palace, but they can't stop the prince? Take a step back, even if you can't stop the prince, you guys The servant should also follow the prince, why did the prince go to the land of tigers and wolves by himself?"

The land of tigers and wolves?

He Zhuer raised his head in astonishment, then lowered his head abruptly as if realizing his gaffe, and kept kowtowing: "Your Majesty, the slaves really don't know! If you know that the prince's trip is dangerous, the slaves No matter what, we dare not let the prince go out alone."

A few days ago, Kangxi gave the same job to Huangsun Hongxi, but unexpectedly received a letter from the villain on that day, saying that Hongxi was in their hands.

Kangxi didn't believe it at first, but Hongxi lost contact on the same day, and when the matter developed later, he couldn't help but not believe it.

With the emperor's grandson in hand as a hostage, what will those people clamoring against Qing Dynasty and Ming Dynasty do?Mostly it was just asking for the price and then paying back the money with the government on the spot, but what puzzled Kangxi was that half of the items in the letter were aimed at the prince!

This made Kangxi unable to doubt why those people valued the deposed and reinstated prince so much. No matter from what point of view, he must be the emperor of the Qing Dynasty who should be paid attention to first!

Why?There must be something hidden behind this move! ! !

Emperors usually have keen intuitions about matters related to their own country, and Kangxi is no exception.

He is old and has lost the ambitions of his youth, but he is only extremely obsessed with this Jade Throne and those things after the Jade Throne.

He is the descendant of Nurhachi, the inheritor of Aixinjueluo's glory, and the founder of the prosperous Qing Dynasty.He has killed many people, and there are already many bones under the jade throne, and he was exhausted physically and mentally when he returned in the middle of the night.However, no regrets.

As long as he is in power for one day, this endless road of killing will continue. For him, some people must die, such as... the people of the Zhu family!

"Prepare the horse for me, convey my order, and order the admirals of the Nine Gates to dispatch and lead the army to surround Meishan!" Kangxi's eyes flashed fiercely.

However, I want to know whether my crown prince has any relationship with the people of the previous Ming Dynasty.He said that he would rebel because of the throne, but I believed it!But if it is said that it is for the sake of the former Ming Dynasty and the Zhu family, there is absolutely no such reason!

Zhu Cilang and Zhu Cihuan have all been dispatched, their long swords and short knives shining brightly with killing intent under the sunlight.

Both of them were sent at the risk of their lives, and once they made a move, they were merciless and didn't care about returning to defense. Zhu Di had just blocked Zhu Cihuan's long knife with a horizontal knife, and Zhu Cihong's short blade came oncoming.

Seeing himself, Zhu Di drew out an arrow feather and blocked the short blade from his body.

After several rounds, Zhu Di played quite hard.

Seeing that the battle situation was becoming more and more anxious, Zhu Cihuan suddenly grabbed Zhu Di's long sword with his hand, and one hand was bloody and bloody, but he ignored it and stabbed Zhu Di's right shoulder with his sword.

"You are well prepared!" Seeing that the tip of the sword had only submerged a little under the barrier of the armor, Zhu Cihuan gritted his teeth and inserted the sword bit by bit.

At the same time, Zhu Di's sharp blade deepened his wound bit by bit.

The painful look on Zhu Di's face flashed away, and then, his eyes flooded with murderous intent.

When Zhu Cihuan concentrated all his strength on his right shoulder, he suddenly drew out the sword in his hand, cut off Zhu Cihuan's left hand, and then pierced the sword straight into Zhu Cihuan's waist and abdomen with lightning speed!

"Cihuan!" Zhu Cihong saw that the only surviving imperial brother was injured in front of him, his eyes were immediately covered with blood red, he stared at Zhu Di firmly, and picked out the arrow feathers that Zhu Di was holding in front of him with the short blade leave.

In the past, Zhu Cihong was determined not to be able to do this, even Zhu Cihuan... So, is this the power of hatred?

Sadly worthless.

I can't change my own life, and I can't change the lives of others. It seems to have nothing but to cast a dark shadow on this prosperous world.

"I don't understand... I don't understand, I... we just want to live, what's wrong?" Zhu Cihuan was obviously exhausted, his regenerated body and his old face were covered with ashes.

The broken left palm was still dripping blood continuously, consuming his life at the same time, but he seemed to only want to seek justice.

He stood up tremblingly, and the face of Zhu Di in front of him seemed to be wandering and blurred. His eyes seemed to penetrate him and everything in the sky, drifting to a distant era.

An era that really existed in the first half of his life, but suddenly seemed like a dream.

At that time, he was still King Yong, and he had his own life trajectory early on. Although he was not valued by his father, compared with his later life, he was still a rare peace.

Even when the father announced to the world Qin Wang, he and the princes and princesses were still ignorant.

Then one day, the father suddenly rushed into the bedroom of the concubines and princesses, followed by screams and screams, the concubines hanged themselves, and the princesses fell miserably in a pool of blood, with big eyes There is still an inexhaustible fear left in it.

The warm body temperature is gradually cooling down, this... is the person who was talking to him in a warm voice just a moment ago, in a short moment, he lost his life!

Boundless fear rose from the heart of the young Zhu Cihuan, and the tragic appearance of the cold corpse completely shattered his peaceful dream.

The imperial palace is no longer the home where he grew up, but a cage that traps him and will kill them anytime!

And that man, whom he called his father, became a fierce ghost in his eyes, ready to take his life away at any time!

The man did not kill him, but let the three brothers escape together.

He said that they should escape as far as possible, and run as far as possible, so as not to be discovered by Li Zicheng's rebel army.

He also said that everything is for the restoration of the country, he said, 'Father sincerely hopes that there will be a day of restoration of the country'.

However, he did not want to return to the country.

He has been educated since he was a child that he will be just an idle clan in the future. He does not have Zhu Cihong's firm determination to restore the country, nor does he have the initiative of the third brother to become king in the south for wealth and glory.

He concealed his name and hid in Tibet, just wanting to live, just like an ordinary person!

"I don't know... I just want to live in peace, ahem... But the Manchus don't even want to leave me with this bit of peace..." Zhu Cihuan's eyes turned slightly, as if suddenly thinking of something , bursting out with a strong light of hatred, "Killing me and still refusing to give up, even killing my sons, forcing my wife and daughter to death... What crime did they commit..."

"Obviously... I just wanted to live... Worrying and fearing my whole life, and finally, dying in that unbearable pain... God gave me a chance to come back, didn't it just give me revenge?"

He opened his eyes wide, and a strange brilliance suddenly flickered in his eyes, "Ming Taizong, you have martial arts and martial arts, but you stepped on the corpse of your nephew to ascend to power, and now, you stepped on my corpse and threw yourself into the Qing Dynasty. Fate is destined to punish you!" you!"

Zhu Di just stared at him quietly, and suddenly sighed: "You are too stubborn." Whether it is stubbornly wanting to live, or stubbornly wanting revenge.Obsession almost constitutes everything about the person in front of him.

"Stubborn? That's not important...it's not important..." Yes, everything is no longer important, because Zhu Cihuan's life, once again, has come to an end.

The years of rebirth, the time stolen from God, but for Zhu Cihuan who lost everything, all that is left is pain.

There is no place for him in the world, and he no longer has any relatives. The obsession for revenge has formed his life since his rebirth.

Now, it's time to end...

The author has something to say: due to time constraints, some chapters have been revised more, and some chapters have changed paragraphs and sentences.

The places that are not repaired may not be without defects, everyone forgive me.