[Comprehensive Manga] My love is a male god

By the time Anze returned to the palace, Zhu Qiyu had already woken up from a nap, his eyes were bloodshot, his cheeks were sunken and haggard, just like his brother.

In fact, although Zhu Qiyu and Zhu Qizhen are said to be children of the same father, they each have a beautiful mother who looks different, although the two brothers actually look different.

But when the face is thinner and the skin is haggard, it is more like a brother.

Anze sighed.

Zhu Qizhen's state of mind is understandable. He is panicking about the future of life and death, but he doesn't want Daming to be defeated.

He was afraid that he would become the same existence as Song Huizong and Song Qinzong, and he was afraid that after his death, he would have no face to see his ancestors.

Zhu Qiyu was also worried about failure, he was even more afraid.

Even if he told him that victory in the future belongs to him, he never slacked off.

An Zeyi once again affirmed that he chose a good emperor.

"I sprinkled all the croton powder." Anze blinked his eyes with an honest face.

Zhu Qiyu recalled that he had given Anze ten packs, which were all the crotons that could be found in the whole Tai Hospital, so he used them all?

"Mangers, food, buckets, wine jars, everything I can scatter." An Zeyi blinked again: "I have wronged today's soldiers and generals, and have to face the stinky Yexiang. "

Zhu Qiyu imagined it, his expression twisted subtly, suddenly he seemed to think of something, looked at An Zeyi, and lowered his voice to the lowest decibel: "You won't even sprinkle it in my brother's food, will you?"

"The captives should have the same food as the slaves, right? I didn't sprinkle it on the slaves' food." Anze looked at him with a puzzled look on his face: "Although your brother is the Supreme Emperor, he is also a prisoner. Those Wala people You can’t give him steamed buns, porridge and meat, right? Shouldn’t it be chaff?”

Zhu Qiyu said uncertainly: "Bran? Can people eat that kind of thing?"

"You won't say, like Emperor Hui of Jin, why don't you eat minced meat?" An Ze looked at Zhu Qiyu: "Let's not talk about the famine year, even if the weather is good, farmers can't eat any good food, bran, wild vegetables, etc. It's their main food."

An Zeyi didn't have the nerve to say it, so you who are emperors don't think that when your founding emperor Zhu Yuanzhang was begging for food, it was good to eat rice made of bran!Poor people, who can't eat enough for themselves, who are willing to give it to them!

"After Wala's defeat, please tell me about this." Zhu Qiyu said while writing it down on a piece of paper.He is a good emperor, and a good emperor naturally cares about the people. Otherwise, one day he would rebel like his ancestors, and he would have no place to cry: "That is to say, my brother, you should be fine."

"Yeah." An Zeyi swore: "Just trust me."

Of course, and eggs.

On the same day, when the Ming army guarded at the top of the city and looked down at the Oirat army under the city and shouted "swear to die and live with the city", the horses of the Oirat army under the city rushed to the street one after another, and for a while, the smell filled the air.

Ming Jun: "..."

Ming Jun: "Be careful, don't fall into the tricks of the enemy!"

When the vigilance of the Ming army was raised to the maximum, the soldiers of the Wala army rushed to the street one after another, and for a while, the smell became even worse.

Ming Army: MDZZ.

The trousers are all taken off, no, the guns in the hands are raised, just show me this?

So, the emperor who was waiting in the palace with his civil servants received the news: Yu Qian and Shi Heng led the Ming army to capture tens of thousands of Oala troops, and captured the enemy generals first, and rescued the Supreme Emperor.

Ministers: so fast?Only an hour?

Zhu Qiyu: Did the croton work?

"God bless Daming, God bless me Daming!" Beijing city was preserved, and several senior ministers present burst into tears of joy.

"It's a blessing for Ming Dynasty." Zhu Qiyu nodded slightly, his expression was calm and majestic, and his joy was invisible, which made the civil servants who had read poetry and books couldn't help but think of the words in "Shi Shuo Xin Yu": Xie Gong and others go, and Xie Xuanhuai goes up When the letter arrives, after reading the book, he is silent, Xu Xiangju.The guest asked about Huai Shang's interests, and replied: "The younger generation will break the thief." His intentions, looks and behaviors are no different from ordinary ones.

In this way, it is indeed the style of a general and the posture of a famous minister.

It's just a pity that Yingzong will return soon, the throne......

They didn't know that Zhu Qiyu had known for a long time that their Ming army would win and the Oirat army was defeated.It's just that when he thought of the croton powder that Anze had sprinkled, he felt that the next Oirat army in the history books would also be unable to move to Xizhimen to attack the Ming army.

In other words, the next battle will be a little easier.

"And then?" He looked at the messenger on the ground.

"Uh," the voice of the little eunuch lying on the ground was instantly, um, full of embarrassment: "The military doctor saw that the enemy army and war horses suspected that they had taken a large amount of croton by mistake..."

So the battlefield is full of flying.

Everyone: "..."

Zhu Qiyu, who knew the plot earlier, looked calm.

"Besides, the imperial doctor has just seen it. The emperor mistakenly took a large amount of croton. Now, now..."

Everyone: "..."

Zhu Qiyu: Bridge bean sack!Didn't it mean that Brother Huang was not drugged?

Just yesterday on the [-]th, he refused to exchange gold and silk for the emperor's brother. He persuaded the emperor by saying that "the country is more important than the king".Even though I couldn't bear it in my heart and couldn't say it out!

Anze, next time I believe you, you pig head, I am a pig!I'm surnamed pig!

Wait, my last name is Zhu.

"Quickly send all the imperial doctors in the imperial hospital to treat the emperor brother with all their strength, no, the emperor, I want the emperor to be safe and sound!"

An Zeyi, you wait for me!

Craving a snack?Go dreaming!

An Zeyi, who fell asleep eating a snack in the bedroom, shuddered.

An Zeyi, who was woken up by Zhu Qiyu pinching his face, listened with a dazed expression to Yingzong's death from dehydration due to taking too much croton, bang, no, he died.

#I killed an emperor#

#History has changed#

#daizong congratulations on your safety#

#英宗，There is no one of the most bizarre ways to die in history#

#818 That strange flower emperor who died with Xiangwei#

An Ze covered his face, unable to bear to look directly.

Well, this time it's not "I didn't kill Boren, but Boren died because of me", but "Boren somehow died because of me".

"It's unscientific! I obviously put the most in good food and wine!" Anze said with a look of disbelief: "Didn't it mean that the Mongols ate the captives like two-legged sheep? How could the cruelty give the captives good food and drink?" ?!"

"Who said that the Mongolians in Oara were cruel to the captives by eating two-legged sheep? No matter what, you can't do that to the emperor!"

The two of them stared wide-eyed, and suddenly realized that the information was not equal.

An Zeyi was misled by the history books, Zhu Qiyu didn't know that An Zeyi was misled by the history books, he thought An Zeyi knew that the treatment of prisoners like Yingzong was not good, but it would not be too bad.

As a result, tragedy was born.

But no matter what, life still has to be lived after all, no matter how much Yingzong's queen and buried concubines cry, the pace of time will still not stop for anyone.

Because this is reality.

Winter in Beijing is very cold, far from being as cold as in the south. There are a lot fewer people in the palace, and the air seems to be filled with chill.

At least An Zeyi felt this way.

The death of Yingzong Zhu Qizhen symbolized a change in the established future for Zhu Qiyu. Yes, An Zeyi told him that in the original history, Zhu Qizhen did not die, but was rescued at the end of the war. back.

Everything has changed.

But he started to have nightmares again and again, dreaming of Zhu Qizhen he saw that day, dreaming of that haggard face.

"Are you cold, An Zeyi?" Seeing An Zeyi curled up next to the charcoal basin, Zhu Qiyu couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

At this time, the balance of the war had already tilted toward Ming Dynasty. Wala suffered a disastrous defeat in the previous war and the whole army was wiped out (Zhu Qiyu said that he refused to recall the real reason for the victory). He has been in the position for a while, and the initial panic and inexperienced youthfulness has faded, and a bit of majesty belonging to the emperor has been added.Now he is already a relatively capable emperor.

"Beijing is much colder than the south." An Zeyi wished he could sit in the charcoal basin, but he couldn't get rid of the chill in his bones: "Hey, aren't you afraid?"

"Take another charcoal basin." After Zhu Qiyu ordered, he looked at An Zeyi: "What are you afraid of?"

"So many people died, aren't you afraid?"

Zhu Qiyu wanted to laugh a little, you are a dead ghost, are you still afraid of the dead?

However, he didn't say the ridicule, but recalled it, and felt that An Zeyi, a rare guy who was not funny but sentimental, was probably because he watched the funeral of Yingzong's childless concubines two days ago. scared.

Thinking about Anze's guts not even daring to kill anyone, it's not hard to understand what happened to him.

He was intimidated.

"I'm very scared." Anze, who was sitting next to the charcoal basin with his arms around his knees, buried his face in his lap: "Did you see that? Those concubines were crying so miserably, their eyes were so desperate, but the people around them showed no pity at all." No."

An Zeyi is very sensitive to other people's emotions when he is highly contagious and can easily infect others with his happy emotions.

So when those concubines were given white silk to be buried, when An Ze saw the indifferent expressions of the people around him, and couldn't feel the slightest bit of unbearable in their hearts, he felt that he was incompatible with this world and this place.

"Why can one person watch other people die so indifferently? Why does no one think this kind of behavior is barbaric and cruel?" An Zeyi's voice was filled with tears: "Obviously they are all a group of young girls, but... ..."

But just like that, the beautiful life like a flower disappeared in the barbaric burial.

"This is the family law of the ancestors..."

"But you are the emperor!" Anze raised his head, his elegant and beautiful face was covered with tears: "Those are all living beings!"

He choked up: "And Yingzong, I always dream about him these days, if, if I didn't put croton powder..."

"The ones who died were the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty, the people of the Ming Dynasty, and the soldiers of Wala and Yexian would not die because of Croton!" Zhu Qiyu said coldly: "An Zeyi, you are too kind of a woman."

If it was just a concubine who was buried, Zhu Qiyu would just laugh at him, and definitely wouldn't be as angry as he is now.

Although it is said that people die like a lamp, and the cause of death of Zhu Qizhen is not glorious (for the final dignity of the king of a country, the court announced that Zhu Qizhen died at the hands of the Oirats and launched a revenge war against Oirats) , but thinking that in the original future he would be seized and killed by Zhu Qizhen, who had been imprisoned for seven years, it was difficult for him to have any good feelings for the emperor brother who discredited the Zhu family.

The way of dying in disgrace is perfect for him!

As a result, now, An Zeyi, who has always stood by his side and accompanied him during the most difficult times, actually sympathized with his imperial brother, and regretted it!

He felt betrayed.

"I," An Zeyi felt wronged and inexplicably sad: "Maybe I don't think too much? I killed someone! I killed someone!"

Zhu Qiyu blinked, and he understood the reason for An Zeyi's sadness and regret.

He didn't regret killing Zhu Qizhen, he regretted killing someone!

In other words, even if it wasn't Zhu Qizhen, An Zeyi would still be afraid of regret if he was a Daming person who wasn't Wala.

He felt inexplicably at ease.

The author has something to say: I think this is the only way to die with a baby tooth

Even so, Yiyi would be very sad.Just like how much we usually hate a person, even when we are in a hurry, we will think "why don't we die if we hate so much", but once the person really dies and it is indirectly because of our own death, we will not be happy, or even afraid