I, Jiajing, join the Ming Emperor chat group

Chapter 217 Before his life hangs on a thread, Zhu Changluo joins the group
Taichang Dynasty, Beijing City.

Although the wind is biting and chilly.

But for the Taichang Emperor Zhu Changluo who had just succeeded to the throne, the scenery was really beautiful on a sunny day.

His heart felt warm and comfortable.

There is naturally no other reason for this.

It can be said that I am a daughter-in-law who has become a mother-in-law after many years, and a prince who has been a prince for many years finally became the emperor safely.

Looking back on his career as a prince, it can only be described as a bumpy road.

Fortunately, at the last critical moment, my father was not stupid enough to pass on this great treasure to Prince Fu, otherwise I would really have no room to reason with him.

Taichang Emperor Zhu Changluo was not liked by Wanli Emperor Zhu Yijun, simply because his biological mother was a palace maid. Emperor Wanli looked down on him as a palace maid, and doted on his younger brother Prince Fu even more. He made no secret of his dislike for the prince!

Zhu Changluo often wanted to ask Zhu Yijun, "My grandma was also a palace maid, why don't you hate yourself?"

Shouldn't he like me more because we have the same origin?

However, these are all in the past.

A new life is about to begin.

His career as emperor has come.

My father, the old man, has lived for such a long time, and I am his son. From this point of view, I can probably live to be 70 or [-] years old. Alas... it is really troublesome.

Zhu Changluo lay on the dragon chair, enjoying the country that belonged to him and the overwhelming wealth brought by his forbearance in the past.

One word can sum up his current mood.

However, he feels that he is in a strange state recently, maybe he is sick... It doesn't matter, just find a doctor to treat him.

Zhu Changluo was very confident. He was in his prime, and his ancestors all had longevity genes. How could anything happen?

Instead of worrying about this, it is better to think about how to end the partisan strife in the court, and think about the beloved concubines in your harem...

Thinking of this, Zhu Changluo's heart felt hot, and he couldn't wait to go to the harem and play with his charming concubines.

But just when Zhu Changluo stood up, a feeling of dizziness hit Zhu Changluo instantly, causing Zhu Changluo who had just stood up to sit back down again.

This dizzy feeling made Zhu Changluo feel very uncomfortable. He did not think it was his own problem. After all, he was the emperor in his prime. How could there be any problems?

"His Majesty!"

Seeing this, the eunuchs serving around Zhu Changluo quickly planned to come up to help him, but Zhu Changluo waved his sleeves and said boldly: "I'm not old enough to need help to walk, so get out of my way!"

After saying that, Zhu Changluo concentrated his energy. When he was about to stand up again, a strong feeling of dizziness came to his head from all directions. The next moment, the eyes of this emperor who was rich in the world and ruled the world went black. , fell directly onto the Jinluan Palace!
'It's over, my health seems to be really bad. '

Zhu Changluo was lying on the ground with only one thought in his mind.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!"

In his ears, the heart-rending shouts of the eunuchs kept coming, but he had difficulty moving his body, feeling as if his body was no longer his own.

The eunuchs around him looked ashen.

The emperor fell.

Even if it had nothing to do with them, Zhu Changluo was just throwing things for fun when he had nothing to do. If something happened after the fall, they would all die together.

what?
Wasn't there a quack doctor who cured two emperors to death but everything was fine?

Just kidding here, the reason the quack doctor survived was because he was protected by civil servants. They were eunuchs. Will the civil servants speak for the eunuchs?impossible!
If His Majesty the Emperor falls to death...

The eunuchs are all ready to write a note to the family saying "Guess what surprise I have brought to everyone".

Zhu Changluo was lying on the ground, feeling the cold floor spreading throughout his body. Zhu Changluo felt that death was coming, and he couldn't help but be filled with fear.

The only fair thing in this world is that everyone has only one life.

Whether you are a lofty emperor or a beggar begging on the street, fear is inevitable before death comes.

Zhu Changluo's heart was full of unwillingness.

He has just ascended the throne, and his passion and ambitions have not yet begun to be realized. Why is he suddenly like this?Why? !

Ancestors, show your spirit!If it can save my life, I am willing to do anything!

Zhu Changluo sighed deeply in his heart, and then felt a little self-deprecating.

I was so confused that I was on the verge of death.

How could the ancestors help me because of this little thing...

But Zhu Changluo hadn't finished this thought before a cold and emotionless voice suddenly came to his ears:
[You have been invited to join the Ming Emperor chat group. 】

[The group leader 'Jiajing Emperor Zhu Houcong' held a group meeting, did you attend? 】

Zhu Changluo:? ? ?

Although his body could not move, Zhu Changluo's consciousness was particularly clear now.

When he heard this voice, he was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to do and feeling a little at a loss.

The ancestors and sects really showed their spiritual power!

Zhu Changluo was really surprised, but he soon calmed down and said crazily in his heart: "Participate, I participate. No matter what Emperor Sejong wants to do, I agree. As long as Emperor Sejong can save me, I am willing to do anything." ! '

As Zhu Changluo's thoughts rang in his mind, Zhu Changluo soon felt that his body seemed to be illuminated by an inexplicable warm light. Then, his body began to become much lighter and seemed to be flying in a certain direction. And go.

Not long after, Zhu Changluo suddenly found that his hands and feet seemed to be able to move.

He opened his eyes in shock, and what he saw was a beautiful landscape.

There are pavilions, waterside pavilions, and fairy spirit floating in the air.

Zhu Changluo didn't know where he was. He felt that his current condition was unexpectedly good.

However, Zhu Changluo felt as if many eyes were staring at him.

Zhu Changluo looked up and was stunned for a moment.

In front of me, there are many Ming emperors wearing dragon robes!
Before Zhu Changluo could react, a child emperor who didn't look too tall opened his mouth and shouted: "A coward like you is actually my son? Why did I choose a prince like you! It seems that what is said in the history books That's right, if I grow up in the future, I will definitely like another son!"

Zhu Changluo:? ? ?

This child is, the father? !
Although her voice is childish, her body is young.

But as soon as he spoke, he smelled like a son and a father. Zhu Changluo could never forget this feeling in his dreams.

He felt that he must have drunk too much today, and the experience was a bit too fantastic.

...For this group meeting, Zhu Houcong chose the original meeting place, Pavilion Waterside Pavilion.

After having meetings elsewhere for a long time, it feels really good to be back in Novice Village.

Moreover, the fairy atmosphere here is floating, and it seems to be a pleasant feeling. Everyone is practicing breathing methods now, and they still like the fairy cave more.

Zhu Yuanzhang, who had been a monk, thought the same way.

Although Zhu Yuanzhang had once been a monk, for him, he deeply hated his past experience as a monk.

After all, the reason why Zhu Yuanzhang became a monk in the first place was not because he volunteered, but because he wanted to pray for the landlords in the village and became a monk on his behalf.

Therefore, if there are any time-travelers who come across and are similar to Lao Zhu Tao in terms of being a monk, it can only be said that they are flattering.

However, regarding the appearance of Zhu Changluo, the emperors and majesties of the Ming Dynasty seemed a little... particularly strange.

Zhu Zhanji couldn't help but asked in a low voice: "Is this the Taichang who has been the emperor for 29 days? Is he considered an emperor? He has done nothing. How can he be brought in?"

Yes.

Zhu Changluo only served as emperor for 29 days in history. You can tell him what big things he did... He also contributed to three major cases in the late Ming Dynasty.

Guess what, the attack case, the red pill case, and the palace transfer case are all related to Zhu Changluo.

He was a personal participant in the first two, and the last one wouldn't have happened if he hadn't died.

The attack case refers to a lunatic who broke into the East Palace and beat the then crown prince Zhu Changluo.

The red pill case refers to Li Kezhuo's offering of red pills, claiming to be an elixir, and Zhu Changluo died after taking it.

The case of moving the palace, the famous story of Wei Zhongxian's ascension to the throne.

What else did he do besides that? For 29 days, he couldn't do anything.

It's not like Haihun Hou Liu He. No one gave him more than 1000 charges.

But Zhu Changluo was brought here purely to solve his problem.

After all, Zhu Changluo's death was very problematic.

The main reason why the red pill case became a mystery is because on the day Zhu Changluo died after taking the red pill, Fang Congzhe, the chief assistant of the cabinet, drafted a will to reward Li Kezhuo for presenting the red pill. Later, the matter was easily reported After prevarication, the final result of this case was that the Donglin Party gained power, and at the same time, Wei Zhongxian and the Donglin Party were at odds with each other from now on.

You said that Zhu Changluo was not assassinated. Who would believe it?
As for the emperor Zhu Changluo, he was really miserable, and he could step on anyone who came.

When he was the prince, even if he was mentally ill, he could go to the East Palace and assassinate the prince. What could he do?

It can only be said that life is like this sometimes. If you don't have any brains when you are an emperor, you can only be the emperor for 29 days and die.

After hearing Zhu Zhanji's words, Zhu Youxiao and Zhu Youjian, who came to the meeting, looked a little unhappy.

After all, no matter what, Zhu Changluo was also the father of the two of them. Zhu Zhanji's words were a bit harsh to his son's ears.

But it's just harsh.

After all, the Zhu Zhanji in front of him is an ancestor...

But soon, Zhu Zhanji realized that there was something wrong. He had just scolded his son and his father, which was really inappropriate. What's more, Zhu Changluo's family group was extremely strong now. His father was here, and so were his two sons, including him. , there are four relatives who can directly relate to him.

Thinking of this, Zhu Zhanji sighed again.

Originally, he also had two sons who were emperors.

Now there is only one left.

Blame it?

It can only be said that Zhu Qizhen, this little brat, died too quickly. If he had died slower, or if he had joined the group earlier, Zhu Zhanji would definitely let him have a taste of what a loving father is!
Zhu Changluo's eyes widened and he acted a little submissive. Although some of these Ming emperors looked very familiar to him, Zhu Changluo did not dare to take the initiative to come forward and recognize each other. He could only stay where he was and said in a very elegant and easy-going way: "Unworthy descendant Zhu Changluo, greetings Dear ancestors!"

When Zhu Changluo paid his respects, Zhu Youjian and Zhu Youxiao hurriedly got out of the way, not daring to accept his father's bow.

The other emperors did not have so many taboos. Zhu Yijun nodded with great satisfaction and said old-fashionedly: "Well, not bad... If you had been so respectful earlier, I would definitely like you very much!"

Zhu Changluo:......

In the conscience of heaven and earth, I have always been a respectful prince, but I can't compare to Prince Fu.

However, after meeting such a young Zhu Yijun, Zhu Changluo always had a weird feeling in his heart. This weird feeling made Zhu Changluo a little uncomfortable, and he didn't know how to face his 'little father'.

After all, it is a bit rare for his father to be younger than him, and it can even be said to be unprecedented. It really makes Zhu Changluo not sure what to do.

But just when Zhu Changluo was stunned, Zhu Houcong took the initiative to step forward and said: "Okay, don't stay here anymore, there is just a new member. The sixteen emperors of our Ming Dynasty are about to rise. It's time to What are you going to do? The Tianqi Dynasty matter will be dealt with later. I will send a team of elites to go over and eliminate Huang Taiji as soon as possible to prevent him from running around all the time."

After saying that, Zhu Houcong looked at Zhu Changluo, and without exchanging too many greetings with Zhu Changluo, he said directly: "You have been on the throne for a few days now. Are you about to die?"

Zhu Houcong's direct attack made Zhu Changluo a little unexpected. It really shocked Zhu Changluo. Zhu Changluo immediately said sincerely: "Grandpa Shizong! Yes, you are indeed good at cultivating immortals. You can calculate all this! Before you came here, I had already He fell to the ground, probably dying..."

Hearing this, Zhu Houcong was startled: "Have you taken the red pill?"

If it reaches that point, Zhu Houcong said that Zhu Changluo may be the first group member to die since the group was established.

There is no way to save him, unless he can be brought back to life.

After all, the people who come here for the meeting are all souls, and Zhu Changluo needs to adjust his physical symptoms after returning.

This was the case for several emperors who were seriously ill before. They took a pill away from the meeting and took the pill to stabilize their condition, thereby treating them bit by bit.

Zhu Changluo's situation was a little different, because he was not very good at all. He took the red pill and died suddenly on the spot.

After Zhu Changluo returned, he died suddenly.

No time to take medicine.

After Zhu Changluo heard Zhu Houcong's words, he was immediately stunned: "Red Pill? No, this is the tenth day after my coronation ceremony. I still remember the date, it is the tenth day of August!"

Hearing this, Zhu Houcong breathed a sigh of relief.

According to historical records, Zhu Changluo died on August 29, the day he took the red pill.

As soon as he thought about this, Zhu Houcong said immediately: "Fortunately, you came in early. If it had been 20 days later, he would have been a corpse by now."

Hearing this, Zhu Changluo was shocked and quickly bowed down:
"Please, Shizong, save your great-grandson. After your grandson returns, he will definitely pay homage to you. Grandpa Huang invited Grandpa Gao's tablet out of the Ancestral Temple. Grandson will definitely help you invite it back and move Grandpa Huang's memorial tablet out! It's really not possible for me to do so." It won’t be a problem if my father’s is removed!”

Zhu Houcong:?

Can you still do this?

　I did some more tests today and will be discharged from the hospital tomorrow!

　　The update will be stable after I am discharged from the hospital.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)