Alliance of the Heavens and Ming Dynasty

"Yeah, none of us have a choice. Once we embark on this path, we should be aware of it."

Zhu Houzhao let out a long sigh.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, red clouds are everywhere, and there is endless desolation in the beauty.

He suddenly said indifferently: "Actually, I thought about killing you too."

Ying Feixue is not surprised, her identity is destined to be feared by Zhu Houzhao.

"I know."

"But why did you change your mind?"

Zhu Houzhao smiled bitterly: "I have lived for power all my life. On the road of imperial power, no one dares to kill, but I am still human after all."

"I don't want to go to the end of my life and let my son and daughter hate me. If even the closest people hate me, then my life will be too much of a failure."

Emperor Taiwu of the Ming Dynasty was cruel, daring, and did everything to bully the sky and destroy the ancestors, but his son and daughter were his only weakness.

Glancing at Ying Feixue and seeing his expressionless face, Zhu Houzhao couldn't help asking curiously, "Don't you want to know why I'm so intent on killing you?"

Ying Feixue's attitude is still as flat as water: "Is there any meaning?"

Yes, it's time to come, and everything is meaningless.

The bitterness on Zhu Houzhao's face was even worse. If he hadn't had some scruples, he wouldn't have murdered Ying Feixue.

A dog who has been raised for decades will have an extremely deep relationship, not to mention that he and Ying Feixue have lived under the same roof for more than 1 years.

Ying Feixue was born in the Xianqin imperial family, and this alone made Zhu Houzhao very afraid.

He is also an ambitious emperor, Zhu Houzhao knows the first emperor's ambition to swallow the heavens best.

If he is gone, based on the line of winning Feixue, Xianqin will have enough reasons to get involved in Daming. There is no need for a large army to cut the flesh with a soft knife. It will take a certain amount of time, and Daming will eventually become Xianqin A piece of fat in the mouth.

Annexation in the name of foreign relatives has long been seen in history.

Taking a step back, even if Emperor Shi Huang had no interest in Daming, what about the other forces in Xianqin?

Daming was fed back by Zhu Houzhao when he became the Great Luo Jinxian, and then promoted to the Great Thousand World through the innate immortal aura, and integrated Chiming and Yangtian, one of the 33 heavens. The total volume is comparable to three ordinary Great Thousand Worlds. Will not be tempted.

To take precautions, Zhu Houzhao had enough reasons to kill Ying Feixue and cut off all ties between Daming and Xianqin.

However, in the end, he still couldn't do it. As he himself said, he was going to die, so why let Zhu Qiyuan and Zhu Qinghuang hate him again.

He loved power all his life but was not lustful. There were only two women. One was sacrificed by him without hesitation in the power struggle between him and the civil official group. send away.

When a person is about to die, his words are also kind.When a bird is about to die, its song also mourns!

Retiring from the throne of the emperor and breaking free from the cage of power, Zhu Houzhao's murderous nature has been reduced a lot.

The final decisive battle is not far away, and now he just wants to take a good look at the magnificent country he has created, and leave the rest to time!
A generation has its own affairs, and he has done everything that should be done. If Zhu Qiyuan and Zhu Kai can't bring Daming to its peak on the basis he established, then it can only be said that fate is like this, and it cannot be forced.

Standing up from the grass, Zhu Houzhao stretched out his hand and said with a smile, "Come with me for a walk!"

At this moment, the sternness faded from his face, only the innocence that had been forgotten for many years and had long been blurred.

Like a young boy, sunny and sincere.

"Where to go?"

Ying Feixue smiled like a flower, amazed the world, and shamed Hongxia.

"I don't know, the sky is big and the earth is big, wherever you go, you will be there."

An old horse, walking side by side, is running towards the end of the world in the afterglow of the setting sun, which is so harmonious and beautiful.

If from the beginning, Zhu Houzhao hadn't been a power-hungry emperor, and Ying Feixue hadn't been the daughter of the Xianqin royal family, then their result might not have been like this. After a short period of happiness, they would eventually disappear.

But there has never been an if in the world, time will only roll forward, not backward, even if time is reversed, the result will not change.

What has been done will happen again in the future, and what has been done will be done again in the future. The so-called turning back time is just a different kind of reincarnation.

Zhu Houzhao and Ying Feixue have traveled every inch of Daming. They have been to various states, to undeveloped no-man's land, and finally returned to the capital.

Back in the familiar capital, Zhu Houzhao did not go back to the palace, but went to a house in the south of the city.

Zhu Mansion
There are many people with the surname Zhu in Ming Dynasty, not necessarily members of the royal family, but the owner of the house here is indeed a serious descendant of the royal family. He just did something that should not be done and lost his status as a royal family.

Zhu Houzhao's cheap younger brother An Wang is the owner of this house.

At the beginning of the unification of the Ming Dynasty, King An and the rebels of various dynasties spread rumors about Zhu Qiyuan's rebellion. Zhu Houzhao cut off his title, abolished his cultivation, and demoted him to a commoner. However, he was born in the royal family after all. Weng.

With Zhu Youtang's help, after King An was abolished, life was not too miserable, and he lingered until now.

In the courtyard, Wang An, who had already had gray beard and hair, and his life was short, was lying on the rocking chair, watching the falling sycamore leaves, wondering what he was thinking.

His cultivation base has been abolished, and the source of life is constantly being lost. Even if he has the elixir provided by Zhu Youtang to hang his life, he will not live long.

Zhu Houzhao was dressed in plain clothes, and his long hair was tied up with a blue cloth belt. Like an ordinary Confucian scholar, he suddenly appeared in the courtyard, and said in a calm voice, "Your time is running out."

The cloudy eyes looked at Zhu Houzhao carefully. Perhaps the loss of the source of life was too serious, which led to some dementia. Wang An took a while to recognize Zhu Houzhao.

"His Majesty."

He wanted to say something, but the words came to his lips, but he didn't know where to start.

For Zhu Houzhao, King An used to have resentment and resentment, but as time passed, everything was not important anymore.

You are about to die, so why bother to resent, let yourself go, and you will be free.

Seeing that Wang An was a little difficult to speak, Zhu Houzhao immediately put a trace of Daluo Dao into his body.

Da Luo's strength entered his body, Wang An's face became much rosier, and he asked calmly, "Why is Your Majesty here?"

"Come and see you."

Zhu Houzhao sighed and said, "If you keep yourself safe, why did you end up in such a situation?"

King An, King An, and Zhu Youtang gave him such titles in the hope that he could keep his own place. However, King An's heart is higher than the sky, his life is thinner than paper, and he intends to fight him, and finally hurt himself.

"My brother is not reconciled!"

King An wryly smiled and said: "Before the Ming Dynasty was unified, the father was the emperor, and the emperor's brother was also the emperor. Naturally, the ministers wanted to fight."

"But after all, I underestimated Brother Huang's methods. Taizu Taizong is not the opponent of Brother Huang, let alone this little three-legged cat!"

It can be seen that he said these words from the heart, and those hints of self-deprecation further showed that he let go.

His life is coming to an end, and there is nothing he can't let go of.

"When you die, you know everything is empty!"

An Wang Rusi sighed.