Ming Dynasty: Regrets about the Jingnan Rebellion? I changed it in a dream!

Chapter 142 Blood splatters in the wine shop, Zhu Di kills Zhu Houcong with two swords

The person who came was a middle-aged man with a limp.

Zhu Di looked slightly disappointed.

It turned out not to be that bastard Zhu Houcong.

He put down the big knife in his hand.

The lame middle-aged man looked around his surroundings, thinking.

This was recorded in the Veritable Records of Emperor Taizong.

In a deep alley in the western city of Yingtian Prefecture, there is a wine shop. Its wine is mellow and fragrant, and can cure diseases.

Yao Guangxiao, the prime minister in black, died at the age of 100. Before his death, he visited this shop day after day.

If the pain from my foot disease had not been unbearable, I would not have left the palace to come here.

I don’t know how long it has been since I left the palace since Zhang Juzheng died.

Oh, never mind, let's give it a try.

Even if there is a slight chance to cure the foot disease, it cannot be missed.

At this time, Zhu Di was looking at the lame middle-aged man in front of him.

He has a broad face, a slightly hunchback, and a limp that causes his left shoulder to be slightly higher and his right shoulder to be slightly lower, making his posture look a little strange. He is wearing a black uniform.

This is another fish from that river.

But... why do I feel that this person looks a little similar to Zhu Houcong?
Illusion?
At this time, Zhuang Mu asked softly, "Sir, do you need anything?"

Hearing this, he spoke without hesitation.

"Give me...a glass of wine."

Although he quickly changed his words, it was obvious that he wanted to conceal his identity.

But it was still noticed by Zhu Di.

It seems that this lame middle-aged man should also be an emperor.

His clothes are also those of the Ming Dynasty. If my guess is correct, he should be a descendant of the Ming Dynasty.

At this time, Zhu Di suddenly thought of something.

Wait...he looks a little bit like Zhu Houcong.

Could this kid be the descendant of Zhu Houcong?

Or maybe he was Zhu Houcong's elder.

At this time, Zhuang Mu also had some guesses in his mind.

The doorbell didn't ring. It was someone from another dynasty.

Calling oneself "Zhen" was a common way for emperors of the Ming and Qing dynasties to refer to themselves, but it was rarely used in previous dynasties.

The Qing emperors had rat-tail pigtails, but obviously this one doesn't.

It can be basically confirmed that he was the emperor of the Ming Dynasty.

Lameness, plus the Ming Dynasty emperors, the characteristics are obvious, there are two in total.

The first one is naturally Renzong Zhu Gaochi.

The second is Emperor Wanli Zhu Yijun.

In later generations, Emperor Wanli's tomb was also the first emperor's tomb to be excavated actively.

Archaeologists discovered that the remains of Emperor Wanli in his tomb were somewhat unusual.

The leg bones are of different lengths. Normally, human bones are symmetrical unless there is disease or accident.

Therefore, it can be judged that Emperor Wanli may have had a leg disease.

Of course, it is not known whether this leg disease is congenital or acquired.

Upon hearing this, Zhuang Mu introduced: "There are three types of wine and drinks. Ordinary wine and drinks have no effect."

“Exclusively brewed wine.”

"Or maybe it's dream wine that can make people dream."

"The latter two have the same price. Which one would you like?"

Hearing this, Zhu Yijun's eyes flashed with a gleam of light. It seemed that he had come to the right place.

So he stepped forward and said, "I choose the second one."

Zhuang Mu nodded.

"No problem, three cents a cup."

Three coins? Zhu Yijun frowned slightly. He did not bring any money with him when he left the palace.

It's all on the servants and eunuchs.

Perhaps it was because she had lived in the harem for a long time and indulged in wine and sex that her complexion did not look very good.

When Zhu Yijun was about to go out to get the money.

Zhu Di said calmly: "Zhuang boy, his wine money is on me."

Let’s not talk about anything else for now, just keep this kid here first, and then find out his identity later.

After all, if you leave the tavern, you may not be able to come back.

Zhu Yijun looked at Zhu Di in front of him, and the two of them stared at each other.

Without saying thank you, after Zhuang Mu brewed the wine, he took the glass of wine and prepared to walk to the corner of the tavern.

Zhu Di was slightly silent.

There is definitely something wrong with the boss’s bloodline. First it was Zhu Houcong, and then this emperor. They were all rude.

I invited him to have a drink without even saying hello.

If Miaoyun wasn't here, I would definitely teach this kid a lesson.

The doorbell rang at this time.

There's no need to look, it must be Yao Guangxiao coming.

……

At the same time Zhu Yijun also came to the tavern.

Jiajing Dynasty.

One day had passed since Taizong's warning appeared on the wall.

Although the time was not long, the entire capital city was plunged into panic.

The reaction of the imperial court was particularly intense.

However, the Jiajing Emperor Zhu Houcong, the main victim of this incident, did not react at all.

Knowing it, but not responding.

No one could figure out what the emperor was trying to do.

At this time, Zhu Houcong was sitting cross-legged in meditation.

At this time, Lu Fang slowly came in front of him and said, "Your Majesty, Lord Xu is here."

Zhu Houcong's tightly closed eyes slowly opened, and an evil smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Finally I couldn't hold it anymore.

It's only been one day, but he's already impatient and is forcing himself to change Taizong's temple name.

It seems that the words on the walls of the Imperial Archives were written by these upright people.

"Let him in."

Soon, Xu Jie took small steps and came in front of Zhu Houcong.

Zhu Houcong still kept his eyes closed and meditated calmly.

On the contrary, Xu Jie was a little restless.

After all, a day and a night had passed since Huang Shicheng's incident, and the emperor had not responded.

This is really a bit too unusual.

Although Zhu Houcong did not attend court, he attached great importance to his throne.

Otherwise, it would have been impossible to change Zhu Di's temple name to demonstrate the legitimacy of his throne.

Now, some people want him to change his temple name back to Zhu Di, making it lose its legitimacy.

Given Zhu Houcong's selfish character, he should have investigated this matter thoroughly.

"Lord Xu, when did you become so unruly and disturb my meditation so early in the morning?"

"Your Majesty, I have something important to report. I hope Your Majesty will forgive me."

"Important matter?" Zhu Houcong opened his eyes and looked at Xu Jie.

Xu Jie lowered his head.

"What's important?"

"I wonder if Your Majesty knows that the Royal Historian Cheng has been robbed?"

Zhu Houcong did not respond.

He was just quietly observing the changes in Xu Jie's expression.

Seeing no response, Xu Jie paused for a moment.

"Go on." Zhu Houcong said.

Hearing this, Xu Jie continued, "I would like to ask the emperor to send someone to investigate this matter thoroughly."

Thorough investigation? Zhu Houcong frowned.

It was a bit strange. Looking at Xu Jie's expression, it was as if he knew nothing about this matter.

Zhu Houcong snorted coldly and said with a smile: "Investigate thoroughly? Investigate whom?"

"I heard that these words were written by Emperor Chengzu himself after he crawled out of the underworld."

"What? You have the ability to reach the sky, can you find out about the underworld?"

"Or do you have the courage to investigate Master Chengzu?"

"Or do you know that this was not the work of Emperor Chengzu? Someone did it on purpose, wanting to kill the emperor and father?!!"

"This person, could it be you, Mr. Xu?"

In an instant, Zhu Houcong's expression turned ferocious, and his eyes were filled with suspicion.

The temperature in the entire hall dropped suddenly.

Feeling his cold and hostile tone, Xu Jie was frightened and immediately knelt on the ground.

"I don't know anything, but I think this matter is strange, so I'd better investigate it."

"Your Majesty, please take a closer look."

Looking at Xu Jie like this, Zhu Houcong's expression showed a little joy.

Then, he put away his ferocious look and his expression became very calm.

He said calmly: "Since no one did it on purpose."

"Then what are you checking?"

"Just leave those words there." "Didn't Emperor Chengzu say that if I don't change my temple name, he will kill me?"

"Let him come!!!"

"I want to see whether it is the resentment of the Emperor Cheng Zu that is greater, or my cultivation of more than ten years of Taoism that is greater."

After saying this, Zhu Houcong continued to close his eyes.

Whether it is a god, a ghost, or an immortal.

Zhu Houcong was not afraid. On the contrary, he would be somewhat excited if such important things really happened.

Xu Jie had no choice but to look up at Zhu Houcong and then retreat.

He still didn't understand what Zhu Houcong wanted to do.

Never mind. This matter has nothing to do with me.

Why bother so much?

Shortly after Xu Jie left, Huang Jin was seen limping into the palace, with joy on his face beyond words.

He fell when he stepped over the threshold.

However, regardless of his clothes, he rushed to Zhu Houcong.

He said happily: "Master, good news!"

Hearing Huang Jin being so impatient, Zhu Houcong was just about to scold him.

He then said, "Just now the Royal Guards reported that the door of the tavern has been opened!"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Houcong suddenly opened his eyes.

Then he stood up and finally opened the door.

You little thief Houyi, this time I will fight you to the death.

Even if I die, I will drag you down with me!

Zhu Houcong could not control the joy on his face.

"Master, as soon as I learned about this, I hurried over to report it."

Zhu Houcong glanced at Huang Jin and said nothing, but the expression on his face showed that he was very satisfied with Huang Jin.

"Change clothes and leave the palace."

So Lu Fang hurriedly helped Zhu Houcong change his clothes and leave the palace.

Although they were all Taoist robes that he changed into.

However, there is a slight difference between the Taoist robes worn in daily life and the Taoist robes worn for daily Taoist practice.

……

at the same time.

Inside the tavern.

Zhu Di had already summoned Prince of Zhao Zhu Gaosui to come.

The purpose, naturally, was to find out whether there was a lame emperor before Zhu Houcong.

This way you can judge.

Who is this lame emperor in front of me?

Zhu Gaosui soon came to the tavern and stood in front of Zhu Di: "Dad, you are looking for me?"

Zhu Di asked in a low voice.

"Is there a lame emperor in the Ming Dynasty?"

Hearing this, Zhu Gaosui was stunned at first, and then responded in a low voice.

"Dad, isn't that my eldest brother?"

Zhu Gaochi was fat and had a lopsided leg due to his natural condition.

He limped and could hardly walk ten steps without someone to help him.

"Besides your eldest brother?"

Besides Zhu Gaochi? Zhu Gaosui's mind was spinning rapidly when he was in the Imperial History Bureau.

In fact, no one paid too much attention to the emperor's physical characteristics.

I could only shake my head.

"This, time is urgent, I did not check it carefully."

Zhu Yijun had already drunk some wine at this time, and compared to Zhu Houcong, he did not have too much suspicion.

He lived deep in the palace, and even the officials might not know him.

Not to mention, this tavern wanted to assassinate him.

After drinking this glass of wine, he deeply felt the changes it brought.

At the beginning, it just quenches your thirst, as the mellow wine flows through your throat, downstream, and into your stomach.

Then a warm current began to flow through my body.

I don’t know if it really works or just a psychological effect, but the pain from my foot disease has actually been alleviated a lot!

This made Zhu Yijun very happy.

So he hurried to the counter and said to Zhuang Mu, "Boss, can I have another drink?"

"Put it on his account."

Zhu Yijun was not polite at all and pointed at Zhu Di and said.

This scene left Xu Miaoyun, who was sitting nearby, speechless.

Judging from what the fourth brother said, this person might be an emperor from a certain world just like himself.

Perhaps, it is their descendants.

But why could an emperor be so unruly?

Is this definitely the emperor?

Zhu Di was also amused by these words.

"Boy, don't push your luck."

"If I hadn't been busy, I would have definitely cured your bad habit."

Zhu Yijun didn't care about his words at all.

He just kept staring at Zhuang Mu.

Even when Zhu Di talked about him just now, he turned a deaf ear to it.

Anyway, I won't be attending court, so it doesn't matter what they say.

All he wanted now was to drink to relieve the pain in his feet.

It would be best if it could be cured completely!
Zhuang Mu coughed lightly twice.

"That's no problem, but it looks like the old man is unwilling to pay you."

"This……"

Hearing this, Zhu Yijun looked at Zhu Di beside him.

"Borrow money."

Zhu Di was stunned at first, then stroked his beard, although his expression did not show anger.

But his back teeth were almost broken.

do not know why.

An inexplicable fire suddenly erupted in my heart.

No respect for the elderly, no respect for elders, no respect for those who have done favors... anyway, from this lame man.

Didn't feel any respect.

It would be fine if you said he didn't know he was Emperor Taizong.

Not to mention the rules of respecting the elderly and loving the young advocated by Zhu Yuanzhang. After all, he was the emperor, so it is understandable that he had concerns about filters.

But at least, if you want to borrow money, you have to speak in a gentle tone, right?
At this time, Zhu Gaosui realized that his father was angry.

Then he said to Zhu Yijun sharply: "You cripple, how dare you talk to my father like that?"

"If you want to borrow money, you should have the right attitude. With your tone, are you asking for a fight?"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Yijun took a step back.

He quickly said: "You want to hit me?! Do you know who I am?!"

Zhu Gaosui looked at Zhu Yijun with a forced smile.

"I don't care who you are!"

As he said this, Zhu Gaosui was about to beat Zhu Yijun to vent his father's anger.

Zhu Yijun had a lame leg, so naturally he couldn't run away.

At this critical moment.

A voice sounded at the door.

"Why is it so lively here today?"

Zhu Houcong looked around the tavern.

Quite lively.

Except for a lame man and an old woman who appeared extra, most of them were old acquaintances.

Hearing the voice, Zhu Di turned back suddenly.

When he saw the person coming, he suddenly became very excited.

Damn it! I finally waited for you, you bastard!

I saw Zhu Houcong wearing a Taoist robe, standing at the door.

At this time, Zhu Gaosui also stopped and looked towards the door.

When he saw that the person coming was Zhu Houcong, he let Zhu Yijun go.

He directed all his attention towards the door.

The culprit appeared.

At this time, Zhu Houcong also keenly noticed that the atmosphere in the tavern was a little unusual, especially the old man standing opposite him with a sword in his hand.

All he sees is himself.

Although the old man's eyes are all on himself, it is not a positive emotion of love or infatuation.

Rather, it is anger, murderous intent, murderous intention, hatred and other chilling emotions.

It seemed as if he would rush up and hack himself to death in the next second.

At this time, Zhu Yijun also looked towards the door.

Do you have question marks popping up in your mind?
Who is this person?

(End of this chapter)