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Li Chunfeng's tomb was opened directly by Yuan.

Yuan clutched his nose and stepped back, looked inside the tomb, and then slightly stunned, because there was nothing inside the coffin-I didn't see the body of the legendary figure in the Tang Dynasty here. It was empty and empty. Things.

There is only one book and one badge.

Yuan leaned down and took his waist card in his hand.

The whole body is dark, and the front is the six characters of Dahan Si Li Xiaowei. In turn, I saw an iron-painted silver hook-like text——

guard.

Yuan's memory is a little vague, and he vaguely seems to remember this thing.

But I forgot what this thing meant in my life.

He put away this waistband, and then picked up the book in Li Chunfeng’s tomb. As expected, it was the original book of the "Tui Bei Tu", which was once on Kunlun, from the river map. Rubbings from Luoshu were completed by two great alchemists Yuan Tiangang and Li Chunfeng.

Expand "Push Back Picture".

Yuan slowly pondered, groping to interpret this ancient book.

Daming's veins unfolded before his eyes and turned into two completely different roads. One road was when the Great Emperor Hongwu lost his scabbard, tyrannically and ruthlessly, and cleared most of the heroes, the prince died, and Zhu Di seized the throne. , Daming internal friction, so that after the Tumubao changed many things.

The other way is the current situation.

The emperor Hongwu handed down the crown prince to Taizong, and Zhu Di was a famous general in the empire.

Because Zhu Biao was still alive, none of the brothers dared to be rebellious.

There were even counselors who persuaded Zhu Di to stand on his own feet, and Zhu Di personally tied him up and gave it to his eldest brother.

Naturally, there is no such thing as Tumubao along the way.

But things converge somewhere, and the trajectory of fate is unified.

Regardless of whether it is a powerful or slightly weakened Ming Empire, no matter how powerful its background, when encountering a person who is extremely fond of cultivating, he has not been in court for 20 or 30 years, ignored political affairs, and used the formal Shenzhou as his own cultivator. The emperor of the nourishment will be dragged down.

Therefore, it is only necessary for the changed trajectory of the Ming to also appear such a prodigal, it is enough to drag the entire Shenzhou into the abyss, and the accumulation of the previous two hundred years will be wiped out in a short lifetime.

The decline and fall of Ming Dynasty began in Jiajing.

But Jiajing does not necessarily need to be the original person.

Whether it was the original Zhu Houhu or the current emperor.

It doesn't need who they are, as long as they have completed the obsessive monasticism and ignored the political affairs for 30 years.

It can be transformed into ‘Jiajing’, allowing history to return to its original trajectory.

It is like a nail, firmly fixing the history of rushing to another trajectory.

The history that I had changed was brought back to the path of catastrophe in this place. After that, the civil servants formed alliances with each other, and even the grandson of Jiajing also learned from his grandfather and became the emperor who ignored the political affairs for decades. After him, only twenty years later, the Ming Dynasty perished.

Confluence of history is complete.

"Someone has done it..."

Yuan whispered, he had changed four points.

And now, someone rearranges the emperor to contact the so-called Dajiao of the Daomen to guide and persuade.

‘Created’ such a new Emperor Jiajing.

It’s a wrong calculation. The years are long. There are too many things in history, and there are too many uncertainties. Since we can think of ways to change the nodes and affect the future, there is no doubt that there are also people who can pass the changes. Node, pull this future back.

I relied on the "Push Back Picture".

So what does the other party rely on?

There seemed to be an invisible curtain shrouded in front, causing Yuan's brows to furrow and his expression ugly.

The scene of that great calamity is constantly changing before my eyes.

"Push Back Picture" shows-the catastrophe is ahead of schedule.

It will come suddenly at a point in time that was completely unprepared.

The heart tingles slightly.

He felt like he was designed.

…………………

This life has been the 34th year of Jiajing. Daming Yuan was walking at this time. Because there is more original text of "Push Back Picture" in his hand, he can see it more clearly. The world is worse than the'original' history revealed by the pushback picture.

All the problems are serious. When I walked through Jiangsu and Zhejiang, I even heard children clapping their hands and singing the local nursery rhyme "Jiajing Jiajing, home is clean." Only when they pass by will they wake up and push the children away.

What Yuan saw and heard all the way made his emotions become more and more depressed.

There is no limit to the amount of money spent in worshipping gods and cultivating immortals-building temples, holding pilgrimages, and visiting immortal medicines. Before this emperor passed away, the Ming dynasty's business of wealth and peace for more than a hundred years was almost wiped out.

In order to enshrine the gods, Jiajing did a lot of work on civil engineering, and built palaces and altars.

When Yuan returned to a place in Zhejiang, sitting in the restaurant, he faintly heard the hiss of a snake near his ears, frowned slightly, tapped his fingers, a drop of wine flew out, and then pierced the window, and he heard a low voice. The snake hissing sound also receded.

When he woke up in the eighteenth year of Jiajing, it was in Tianmu Mountain, Zhejiang. When he collapsed, a thousand snakes wandered. At that time, he was entangled by this evildoer. The other party seemed to be very greedy for his flesh and blood, so he died. Dead entangled and refused to leave.

If you are diligent, you will come every three days, and if you are lazy, you will be attacked every ten days.

Of course, no one was successful.

Only this time, when the evildoer left, he was a little embarrassed. He accidentally smashed the door of the next compartment, and only heard an exclamation inside. Yuan was slightly surprised, heard a little familiar voice, and walked over. Among the three people over there, a familiar figure was seen.

"Ru Zhong?"

Hearing the sound, Wu Ruzhong raised his head, his face stagnated for a moment, and he dared not say anything:

"...Mr. Yuan?"

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In Wu Ruzhong’s home, the banquet was re-organized, but now, the young man who liked to talk about strange things but did not like to read is already a middle-aged man with white sideburns. He is already in his forties and is now in Changxing County. He was surprised and delighted that he could still see Mr. Yuan back then.

For the convenience of walking, Yuan naturally changed slightly.

But on the whole, the eyebrows are gentle and elegant, and the black-haired hosta can't run away. The gentle and elegant back then were a lot more elegant and solemn.

"This is my good friend Shen Kun, the first prize in the Jiajing Scholars in the 20th year, and bestowed the champion and the first prize. This is Xu Zhongxing, a native of Tianmu Mountain, the 29th Jiajing Jinshi, and is also my good friend."

Wu Ruzhong introduced.

It may be hard for others to imagine how this person who only got official status as a student of Sui Gong, became friends with two Jinshi, and even one of the champions, but this Wu Chengen, although he does not like to read, but removes the eight-part essay. Besides, he is very talented and charming.

Yuan and the two met.

And Wu Ruzhong introduced that Mr. Yuan was an old person whom he had met in Yingtian Mansion that year.

When both Shen Kun saw him with a refined manner and thoughts of making friends, they went back to Wu Ruzhong's home to chat and drink. They drank well. They naturally closed the door and criticized the current affairs. They talked about the chaos of the current situation and the emperor's spiritual practice. Shushu, the frontier was abolished, talking about the soldiers of the north and the south, and finally Xu Zhongxing let out a foul breath, bitterly and authentically:

"It's Yan Song, the traitorous official, blinded by the saints!"

Shen Kun also hates:

"If I can one day show my ambition, I will definitely take down Yan Song!"

Wu Ruzhong was the same. Several people were indignant, and Yuan never said more. He raised his eyes, looked at these people, and heard them say that the traitor is abominable. Shen Kun sighed: "I only hope that the emperor can take control of the court. With the prime minister, attendants, and superintendents, we must seek the interests of the world and wash away decades of accumulated mistakes."

"How worried is the world going to die, how worried about everything, this is only when your majesty is cheering up!"

After a banquet, Yuan didn't say a word.

When Wu Ruzhong sent his half-drunk friends out, looking back, he saw that the gray-robed man remained silent, but he was never drunk. The two talked about parting, regrouped and got half drunk. Wu Chengen patted his forehead suddenly, and said with a smile: "Wait a minute..."

He turned around, took a manuscript, and said with a smile:

"This, this is the first draft I wrote."

"Although it's still far from being a book, it's not bad, hahaha, when I get old, on the contrary, I feel that you are more familiar with it. During this period of time, I dreamed occasionally and dreamed of ridiculous things. The yellow sand is full, and people from a foreign country have written it all down."

Yuan asked curiously, "Should I still write about Gods and Buddhas?"

Wu Ruzhong, who has experienced half of his life, the ups and downs of the eunuch, and people of all kinds, laughs at himself:

"Where are the gods and Buddhas."

"Everywhere is glamorous and beautiful, everywhere is flying."

"But writing some monsters and ghosts is nothing more than a fox monster."

Yuan accepted the manuscript, which is about a monkey king escorting a holy monk to the west to learn the scriptures.

It's still very rough, and for the origin of the Monkey King, it's just a normal saying that he is a big monster who once stirred the waters of a party. As for the previous experience, it is a brief introduction. Although the later experience is good, it is only well written. .

Wu Ruzhong still drank heavily over there.

"Mr. Yuan seems a little gloomy?"

Yuan slowly said: "It's just a doubt."

Wu Ruzhong curiously asked, "What's the matter?"

Yuan pondered for a long time, sitting at the table, feeling the depression during this period of time, and suddenly asked:

"A simple thing, even me, can see that Yan Song does not fail, not because of how good he is, but because the current emperor needs checks and balances... The emperor has been hiding behind the scenes for so many years but can grasp it. Right, he needs a spokesperson of his own."

"I am also worried that this spokesperson will **** his rights."

"So Xia Yan will die, he is too upright."

"Yan Song must use corruption to show that he has no ambition, and to make enemies to show that he is absolutely safe. The more the officials impeach him, and the more they oppose him, then the emperor will use him more happily, and, The money in these years was spent for the emperor to set up a palace."

"This is a balance between the emperor, the civil servant, and Yan Song."

"I can see that the cause of everything is not Yan Song, but Jiajing."

Yuan closed his eyes, and around him, he seemed to see layers of networks.

The people behind the scenes, in order to detonate the catastrophe in advance, in order to offset all his previous efforts, have laid down layers of the general trend and re-created a "Jiajing", like a line-his efforts saved it. Chang Yuchun rescued Empress Ma and Zhu Biao, stopped Zhu Di's coup, and beheaded the poisonous dragon, which is about to be erased.

When he fell asleep and fainted, the other party deployed a situation that could affect the future, and these arrangements, including what he saw after waking up, seemed to completely tie him up, and he felt breathless and approached step by step.

In the three years of Jiajing, Datong Mutiny.

In the 14th year of Jiajing, the Liaodong Mutiny, the emperor chose to supplement his concubines and opened a banquet.

In the nineteenth year of Jiajing, the auspicious bag harassed Datong, and in June, the Wara tribe harassed the frontier fortress, and the emperor selected hundreds of ladies to enter the palace to refine alchemy.

Twenty-one years after Jiajing, he ignored the government.

In the twenty-third year of Jiajing, in October, I replied to disturb the side.

In the twenty-five years of Jiajing, I replied with Khan and knocked on the pass. In the first month of the following year, the emperor chose 300 ladies to enter the palace.

Not to mention the various taxes that were added to the construction of the Zhai Palace.

The emperor raised tall buildings.

The people fell into Jiajing Jiajing, and their families ended up cleanly.

A gloomy atmosphere made Yuan's heart surging and tumbling. This time the situation seemed to be a death catastrophe, and it could not be opened again. The reality is so, and the future catastrophe is the same. This time spanning hundreds of years, the confrontation for the future is He lost, and everything was too late. Not only was the catastrophe not stopped or delayed, it was even faster than before.

At this time, for some reason, he suddenly calmed down.

The opponent is step by step, but the calculation is wrong.

The gray-robed man looked at Wu Ruzhong who was already sluggish, as if he couldn't believe that the person in front of him would say such a rebellious thing, and said in a calm tone:

"I have met many people, many, many people, but why do you all think."

"The problem can be solved by expelling Yan Song, why..."

Wu Ruzhong's palm trembled and his scalp numb.

The elegant man's language is gentle and quiet, and his palm is lightly cut empty:

"Don't get rid of Jiajing?"

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With a click, the cup in Wu Ruzhong's palm fell to the ground, and he sat down on the ground.

The palms trembled and the pupils contracted violently. It seemed that he couldn't believe that the elegant gentleman in front of him would say these words, his voice hoarse, and said: "...you, Mr. Yuan, don't want to, don't act rashly..., where is the saint," It's a place like a heavenly palace. You went alone, but to die."

"As long as the ministers work together, they can always listen to the sky, don't want it, don't want to die."

Yuan stretched out his hand to support Wu Ruzhong, "It's okay."

"I seem to have seen people do something like this before."

After he thought it through, his thoughts were calm, and he even made a joke:

"So it's fairly experienced."

Wu Ruzhong murmured: "You are loyal to your country, Mr. Ke Yuan..."

Yuan Dao: "Is the Zhu family loyal to the world, or the people of China?"

He muttered to himself: "They seem to have miscalculated a little..."

"I miscalculated my character."

"My purpose is also wrong..."

Wu Ruzhong was speechless.

When he raised his head, he saw Mr. Yuan, who appeared to be more than 40 years old, shook his head, and suddenly turned into what he was when he was young. The previous feeling of depression was wiped out, Wu Ruzhong was stunned. , Trembling palms, shocked and lost his voice:

"You...who are you?!"

The young man didn't answer, but said goodbye and walked out of Wu's house.

The sleeve robe rolled past Wu Chengen's eyes, in a daze, as if this gray robe had turned into a simple Taoist robe.

The hosta turned into a wooden hairpin, and a yellow scarf on the cuff was burning fiercely.

The young Taoist, holding a nine-section staff, and walking slowly.

But for a moment, it seemed that it was just an illusion, and it was still the elegant young man who walked out in front of him.

Wu Ruzhong stared blankly, knowing that a certain possibility was about to become a reality, and his scalp was numb.

I don’t know how long it has been before, suddenly there was a surge of blood, and countless plots in my mind suddenly came to life~www.wuxiahere.com~ ran to the table again, stretched out his arm to sweep, sweeping the wine glasses and plates on the table to the ground, He took out the white paper, dipped the wine into ink, made heavy pens, and painted silver hooks with iron and silver hooks.

Shaking and writing one after another, a spirit of breaking injustice was mixed into it.

After that, something shocked the world.

Jiajing thirty-four years.

September · Choose one hundred and sixty ladies into the palace.

The emperor fasts and beats glutinous rice.

Some immortals took the dragon into the capital.

ps: The second update today...4,600 words...There should be a third update...

It's just a patch to solve some previous pits and the enemy's foreshadowing. Of course, there are still some past events...

Or is there a pot? I hope I can finish it soon............