Feeling numb...

Completely numb.

How can I worship like this? I can’t even worship even if my head is smashed!

The last ones to cross the threshold were Xu Da, Zhu Neng, Liu Sheng, Tianshun Yuqian and Hong Xi Zhu Gaoxu, who have no longer received attention.

As for Ji Boying, he appeared in the house the moment before Lao Zhu stepped over the threshold, but everyone's eyes were focused on the Ming emperors, and no one noticed his appearance at all.

"Father, father?"

The arrogance on Zhu Qizhen's face completely stopped the moment Xuande and Zhu Zhanji appeared.

He ascended the throne at the age of nine. He has never met his grandfather Zhu Gaochi, nor his great-grandfather Zhu Di, nor has he had the opportunity to meet his grandfather Zhu Yuanzhang. Even the vague memory of his childhood makes him unable to remember the specific appearance of his father Zhu Zhanji.

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However, he will never forget the beard on Xuande Zhu Zhanji's face and the look in his eyes.

It's like using high technology to replicate a bunch of clones of your father, but as long as the father who raised you gives you a look, you can instantly tell who your biological father is.

This is, father and son.

Neither Yongle Xiaozhu nor Hongxi Xiaozhu had raised such a Zhu Qizhen, so naturally there was no such kind of majesty between father and son.

Xuande Zhu Zhanji ignored Zhu Qizhen, walked past the ministers with a cold face, carrying a black iron rod, and came to Zhu Qizhen.

"Father, father..."

Don’t wait for the emperor’s words to come out.

‘Pa’.

Emperor Xuande raised his other hand and slapped Zhu Qizhen firmly on the face.

Before Zhu Qizhen could realize why he was being beaten, Emperor Xuande grabbed Zhu Qizhen by the collar and pulled him off the throne.

Emperor Xuande, who had just survived a critical illness, was so full of life at this moment, as if he had returned to his former glory.

After doing all this, Emperor Xuande held the iron rod and stepped aside respectfully.

The ministers who were kneeling on the ground were stunned. The current emperor was dragged off the throne by the late emperor. Isn't it equivalent to being deposed?!

‘Who is this person?’

Everyone's eyes are now focused on the middle-aged man wearing a red dragon robe and carrying a mace.

They always felt that this face looked a bit familiar, but they couldn't tell where they had seen it before. The speculation in their minds became more and more clear.

I saw Lao Zhu holding the mace and walking to the dragon chair with a serious expression.

Looking at this dragon chair made of pure gold, his eyes are cold.

A personal expedition with a dragon chair?!

Are you here to fight or go sightseeing?!

Lao Zhu glanced at Zhu Qizhen, who was being carried aside with a confused face.

For this great-great-grandson who had a rather heroic face but actually ruined the fate of the Ming Dynasty, the ancestor could not help but tighten his grip on the mace.

But as the saying goes, family scandals should not be made public.

Turning around, Lao Zhu sat on the dragon chair, his eyes scanning the group of orthodox ministers in the room.

At this moment, Kuang Ye and Zhang Fu would be pure fools if they could not figure out who Lao Zhu was.

Now I can’t care what’s going on. I just think it’s a theological boom and everyone is kowtowing.

"Welcome to Taizu to show his sage!"

"Welcome Taizu...!"

"…………"

The sound was heard outside the house, and the pro-military soldiers standing guard outside were stunned.

Taizu?

All the big guys in this room have been schizophrenic due to Eunuch Wang’s play?

"Kneel down!"

Xuande Zhu Zhanji hit Zhu Qizhen on the lower leg with a stick.

Zhu Qizhen, who was already confused, his mind was buzzing, and he subconsciously knelt down in front of Lao Zhu.

"Get out of here, we don't have any will."

"Beginner, behead."

The family scandal should not be made public, and the children and grandchildren should be taught a lesson, and of course they cannot be watched by these officials.

Lao Zhu's gaze, icy and cold, fell on this group of orthodox ministers. Everyone was trembling with fear at the sight.

Is this the rumored Emperor Taizu?!

In the past, we all learned from history books how difficult it was to be an official during the Hongwu period. Everyone wanted to go home and farm instead of becoming an official. When I read the book at that time, I scoffed at it. Being an official was so comfortable, so there is no reason why I should not be an official.

Now at this moment, they deeply feel what it means to be immersed in the scene.

Standing in front of the Emperor Taizu, I felt like I might be stabbed at any time.

"Follow Emperor Taizu's decree!!"

Kuang Ye, Zhang Fu, Fan Zhong, all shouted at the top of their lungs.

Under Lao Zhu's intimidation, they even temporarily forgot about the sense of crisis caused by Wala. They all quickly stood up and exited the room with their heads lowered.

It wasn't until he walked three feet outside the house that Kuang Ye dared to take a long breath. Just now he didn't dare to breathe in the house, and his back was already covered with cold sweat.

"Mr. Zhang, what on earth is going on?"

He looked at Zhang Fu, and Zhang Fu also looked at him.

"You have read so many books, why are you asking me? If I wanted to know, why would I be a general?"

Zhang Fu's eyes twitched because he saw Zhu Neng...

At that time, Zhu Neng was worshiped as the general who conquered the barbarians, and he went south to Annan. He, Zhang Fu, accompanied him as the right deputy general. Halfway through the march, he saw Zhu Neng dying on the couch with his own eyes, and then he took over the position of commander.

How do you feel when a senior who you have witnessed dead for almost fifty years suddenly appears alive in front of you? Are you afraid?

"By the way, why do I feel like I saw Yu Qian just now? Didn't he stay in Kyoto?"

Wang Zuo, the Secretary of the Ministry of Finance, also wiped the sweat from his head and sighed a few times before speaking.

"When you say that, it's true."

Kuang Ye was stunned. When he first drew up the list of officials to be recruited, for the sake of safety, he set a basic principle. Just in case, one of the first and second leaders of the Sixth Department must be left behind.

After deliberation by the Ministry of War, Kuang Ye, the Minister of War, accompanied the emperor on the expedition, while Yu Qian, the Minister of War, stayed behind at the Ministry of War.

"Not to mention Yu Qian, I also saw the King of Han. When Emperor Xuande ordered it, I was the one who roasted him..."

"My lords."

"Wang Zhen, he doesn't seem to have come out."

Fan Zhong, who was standing aside, kept looking at the door. When the door was closed, he still didn't see Wang Zhen.

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone's eyes lit up.

Inside the house.

Eunuch Wang Zhenwang was bowing, smiling apologetically at Lao Zhu, Lao Zhu Di, Emperor Hong Xi, Emperor Xuande and others.

"Then, um, your majesties, you, you guys are chatting about family matters, slave, slave, I will leave first."

Just as he bent down and was about to turn around, Xiao Zhu Si and Yongle Xiao Zhu already pressed one of Wang Zhen's shoulders, with a ferocious smile on their faces. They all knew that Wang Zhen was the first eunuch in the Ming Dynasty.

Wang Zhen trembled, and cold sweat poured from his temples.

All the power he attached to Zhu Qizhen was just a show in front of these Ming ancestors. After all, he didn't even know whether these emperors were humans or ghosts.

Zhu Qizhen, who was kneeling in front of Lao Zhu, looked confused and subconsciously raised his head, shrinking his neck in fear.

Because ten pairs of cold eyes were forming a circle and staring at him.

"It is really the fault of me, the great ancestor, that our Zhu family has such descendants."

"Today."

Lao Zhu held the mace and stood up slowly.

"We will teach future generations with our own hands."

Raise the mace in your hand.

Along with the mace, what caught Zhu Qizhen's eyes was a machete, an iron whip, a large fish head knife, three bone hammers, and three black iron rods with cold light.

From birth to now, His Majesty Baozong has felt for the first time what despair means.

‘Mother...save me!’
Chapter completed!