SFS Chapter 130 Zhu Chongba and Zhu Di fight?
Chapter 130 Zhu Chongba and Zhu Di fight?
in the antique garden.
Zhu Chongba looked at the young man opposite.
He closed his eyes halfway, not knowing what he was thinking about.
Zhu Di, who was standing by the gate, didn't speak, he just looked at the old man beside the rattan chair with a complicated expression.
In the Ming Dynasty, the emperor guarded the gate of the country, and the king died.
It was so in life, and it is still after death.
There is no doubt that he is a usurper.
No matter how he covered up that piece of history back then, from the records of later generations, this matter could not be covered up.
But it doesn't matter!
The usurper is often the monarch who can do great things.
They are usually more industrious, hard-working, and self-controlled than the rightful emperors, and go to great lengths to make a mark to prove that they are worthy of the throne.
And he did prove it.
Zhu Di looked at the monk Yingwen, who was kneeling on the ground.
He no longer hesitated, he raised his foot and stomped hard on the ground.
The old man beside the rattan chair raised his head grimly at this moment.
"Bastard!!! 35
"Turtle son, what are you doing!!!!"
Zhu Di, who was beside the gate, smiled.
"Father, you really have stayed in Tianfu Prefecture for a long time, and you are swearing with the accent of Tianfu Prefecture.
"My son knows your character and knows that you can't wait to blame all the sufferings of Daxia for the past two hundred years on my children of the Zhu family!"
"That's right, the Daming royal family, the emperor guards the gate of the country, the king dies, and he is guilty of all kinds of crimes, and I bow the most!!!!
"Those descendants of Ming Dynasty in later generations are really annoying. Fighting crickets, crickets, leopards, eunuchs, eunuchs, not to mention those who cultivate immortals, who are carpenters...'
"But, Dad!"
"Emperor Daming has been carrying these resentful souls for Daxia, "Two Fifty Zero" for almost a hundred years."
"But all the Ming emperors, including your father... are just a bunch of dead people."9
"How long can you carry it?"
"Even if Zhu Yunwen comes back, look at the Buddha's light all over his body, but there is still much emperor energy that can support the millions of resentful souls below. 39
"Five years? Three years? The biggest possibility, but within a year and a half, even if the emperors of Daming are desperate, they will not be able to suppress them."
"At that time, disasters will spread all over the summer, Dad... will you get your wish?
‘Father, my son knows that you are reluctant to…”
"Among the resentful souls below, there are your adopted son a hundred years ago, a scholar who shocks you, and a million Limin.
"But how many years can you carry on your shoulders alone? The underworld might be their true return!
"Return of the soul...return of the soul!"
At this moment, Zhu Di's voice stopped.
He turned his head to look at Lin Yan, who was a little stunned.
"Dad, you still don't trust him...but I believe my son!!!"
Meanwhile, in the pavilion behind the courtyard.
A dozen or so old men were all lying behind the crack of the door at the moment, looking at the scene beyond the door.
A fat old man was lying by the door.
Beside him, an old man with handsome features and a slightly thin stature supported him.
"Father, is grandpa so bold?"
"Dare to shout openly with the great grandfather. 35
This old man is a father and son.
The fat one is Ming Renzong, Wannian Crown Prince, a short-lived ghost who died after being an emperor for a year.
Next to him with handsome features is Zhu Zhanji, Emperor Cricket and Emperor Cuzhi. The big baby of Emperor Yongle!
At this moment, Renzong glanced at his son beside him.
"You think that the Ming Dynasty is like our grandfather, the father is kind and the son is filial, look at your unsatisfactory son!!! My unsatisfactory grandson! 35
"Before, your grandfather really didn't dare to disobey your great grandfather's intentions. His head was taken off for dozens of miles, so he had to pick it up without saying a word!"
"But don't forget, your grandfather is Emperor Yongle, Emperor Ma, who traveled far away from Han and Tang Dynasties, and the Son of Heaven guarded the country. Not a single one.
"I was conferred King Yan at the age of 10, and I went to Beiyuan for the first time at the age of 30. I persuaded the Prime Minister of Beiyuan to surrender without bloodshed.
"At sea, Zheng He went to the Western Ocean, on the ground, expanded the Silk Road in the Western Regions, and dispatched Chen Cheng to the Western Regions five times!
"The road has left Yuguan for dozens of journeys, and the edict has arrived at Tufan City. Nine layers of rain and dew are exposed to the barbarians, and the mountains and rivers belong to the great Ming Dynasty. The sky looks at the ecliptic sun, and the world knows a few stars. The name is Buleyin Mountain and Stone. .
"Don't forget, your grandfather is also the Emperor!!!"
At the same time, the atmosphere outside the courtyard was already tense.
The golden blue dragon raised its head, as if to swallow the old man on the other side of the door.
And behind the old man beside the gate, the horned dragon appeared.
The horned dragon roared.
One foot on the ground in the garden.
The ground of the courtyard, at this moment, began to change.
On the ground, dense talismans appeared.
Those talismans seemed to have life, and they kept beating like a pulse.
Zhang Xinyi was stunned for a moment.
This... what kind of scene is this.
In front of her, at this moment, there are two golden dragons fighting each other.
Lin Yan's ghostly appearance appeared and protected Zhang Xinyi behind him.
Zhang Xinyi blinked her eyes.
"Mr. Lin Yan, how do you understand the current situation?
Lin Yan smiled bitterly.
"understand?"
"I want to understand too..."
"Simply put, it's a rebellious son, you have to rebel against your father."
"But his father's name is Zhu Yuanzhang... This son's name is Zhu Di."
"But it's not the first time that Zhu Di has rebelled against his father, but it was after his father's death.
Zhang Xinyi spoke in a low voice at this moment.
"Mr. Lin Yan... They seem to have fought because of you."
Lin Yan's expression was complicated.
"It seems like it's right to understand..."
In front of Lin Yan.
Both Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Di disappeared.
Only in the sky, the golden blue dragon and the golden horned dragon are fighting each other.
That is the dragon illusory form that can only be condensed after the emperor's soul has become emptiness.
Just like Yue Fei, the Zidian Dapeng condensed.
This scene is too spectacular.
Two golden blue dragons roared constantly in the clouds above the sky.
In the dark blue night sky, golden lightning flashes constantly.
Heavy thunderclouds.
Thunder and lightning.
In the urban area of Tianfu City, you can even see the golden lightning flashing across the sky in the suburbs.
That ancient golden blue dragon, facing the golden horned dragon at this moment, did not hesitate to fight to the death, and every time its sharp claws slashed across the scales of the horned dragon, it brought a large amount of lightning and flames.
On the other side of the horned dragon, it was almost powerless to resist and fell into a disadvantage.
But even so, the horned dragon lowered its head, popped out of the clouds, and roared at Lin Yan.
"Damn it!!!
"What are you waiting for!!!"
"Millions of resentful souls are under the mansion."
"Before this place was a mass grave that was slaughtered by those Japanese slaves. 55
"Under the mansion, all are ghosts and war spirits, take them away, take them to the underworld...
Lin Yan swallowed a mouthful of spit.
Behind him, the ghosts are constantly expanding.
The three-headed and six-armed Specter Ghost Statue was surging with ghostly energy at the moment.
The ghost's six arms are all holding a large knife that is as black as ink.
The blade is now wrapped in fierce fire.
Without any hesitation, he slashed towards the ground.
In the sky, the golden dragon roared.
"evil creature!!!
"Bad son!!!
"brute!!!"
"I should have strangled you in swaddling clothes back then.
The golden horned dragon also raised his head at this moment, his voice low and hoarse.
"..."
"My son's emperor is no worse than you..."
But the one who responded to the golden horned dragon was another slap from Canglong.
At this moment, the golden horned dragon was bitten by the golden blue dragon's neck and smashed to the ground.
At the same time, the golden blue dragon raised his head and looked at the mansion where the earth had been cut open.
"That bunch of rubbish!!
"I don't even know how to stop it.
Inside the mansion's attic.
A dozen or so old men originally wanted to rush out and stop Lin Yan.
But he was stopped by the father and son who were fat and thin one by one.
The ten thousand year prince, Ming Renzong who had only been emperor for one year, looked at his descendants in the next generation.
He only said one sentence.
"To cross this gate, you have to cross my sick dragon first!"
Then he looked back at the courtyard.
Zhu Yuanzhang was the emperor of Ming Dynasty.
Zhu Di is also a Ming Jun.
No decision is necessarily right.
No decision is necessarily wrong.
Times have changed.
In this era, there is no emperor, everyone is like a dragon.
The fate of Daxia is no longer only in the hands of the emperor.
How about the millions of resentful souls, it should not be the Emperor's burden.
The fat old man murmured in a low voice while looking at the Canglong roaring outside the house.
"grandfather……"
"You always say times have changed.
"In today's Daxia, everyone is like a dragon.
"How about handing them over to Da Xia, who is like a dragon today!
And at the same time.
At this moment, the courtyard was cut and torn apart by the ghost knife.
A strange red awn sprang out from under the courtyard.
That red glow is not dazzling, but it has a chilling feeling...
The blue dragon that bit the golden horned dragon's neck disappeared.
The old man with a long face and high cheekbones flew back to the courtyard with a grim look.
He looked at the devastated courtyard, then at the Lin Pavilion, but in the end said nothing.
He just bowed his head a little lonely, and glanced at Lin Yan with gloomy eyes.
"Damn it!!!
"You know, let them go and there's no going back.
"Even if it's me, I don't have the ability to suppress them back down here again."
"The big earthquake in Tianfu that year was caused by the evil below."
"If you can't lead them all safely back to the underworld..."
"I...I, don't mind...I will go to Quantai to recruit the old department, and I will slash Yama with a hundred thousand flags...
Lin Yan glanced at Zhu Yuanzhang there.
"I have this realization!
"If I can't bring them safely to the underworld, I won't forgive myself.
"But before that, you have to tell me what is in this mass grave."
The old man bowed slightly at this moment.
"Da Xia... Tianfu Army! 35
"In the summer of that year, eight years of resistance against the enemy... Tianfu Prefecture, a total of nearly 2.6 million strong men were recruited. Counting the more than 100,000 people recruited by the miscellaneous special forces and military schools. Tianfu Prefecture, that year, nearly 3 million people came out of Tianfu! ""
"As for the real deaths on the battlefield, there are about 300,000! The cubs I personally sent to the battlefield, I have to bring them back! 35
"There are also Jinsui troops, Liaodong troops, Dianyun troops, Xiangzhu troops... There are all kinds of fighting spirits, and there are more than 200,000. I also thought about returning them to their hometown, but guarding a mass grave is already very difficult. difficulty……"
"Here, it's still Daxia...the soul is in my hometown. 35
"There are also people who died tragically!!! There are probably close to one million... Those people are ordinary Li people, and many of them are peasants who are responsible for their duties, but in those days, they still sent away their sons and brothers without hesitation. ...
"And then there are the strong men mentioned before, repairing bridges and roads, carrying goods..."
"There are various ways to serve the great summer. Some people work hard in the land, dedicate their youth and happy lives, and have been isolated from the world for decades. Compared to killing the enemy generously on the battlefield, this is also a kind of sacrifice, A silent but equally tragic sacrifice.""
"All happiness has a price; if not, someone must bear the price for you."
At this moment, Lin Yan felt a chill down his spine again.
Not only him, but also Zhang Xinyi.
Zhu Yuanzhang's voice paused again at this time, and then opened his mouth hoarsely.
"Ah... there are still hundreds of dead souls of scholars, but they have nothing to do with it and won't make trouble!"
"But those war spirits are different from the resentful souls... They are different from all the souls you have seen before, they are not the same as the war spirits of Heeluojiang, and they are not the same as the war spirits of Savage Mountain and Burma Buddha Country. Same……"
3.6 "Their hope... is dead!
"It's somewhat similar to those resentful souls in Jinling..."
"Ghost, you should know why the war spirit you saw before did not have a reason for cholera.
Lin Yan nodded silently in silence.
He knows!
Of course he knows.
Heeluojiang's battle spirit, trapped in Heeluojiang, relies on their beliefs.
Relying on that sentence, when he was in the underworld, he heard those red souls say...
"If you want to live a peaceful and happy life, you can only win the battle. You have to fight Mimako until she has to stop. The cruel thing is that the moment of peace may come. We can no longer see that happy scene. We cannot be reunited with our loved ones. .
"However, Daxia will remember us, and our relatives will appreciate us. It is we who let them live a peaceful and happy life. It is we who let the enemy know that our Daxia is extremely powerful and cannot be bullied.
The red souls of the Burmese Buddha Country have actually been in trouble... but the place where they died is Burma Buddha Country.
The rainstorm, earthquake, poverty, accumulation of weakness in that place... It was just that day, when the soul was summoned, the obsession of going home awakened those red souls again.
But the red soul here may be different from them.
They are crazy.
In their own land, they have seen evil spirits rampant, bleeding and drifting...
They... don't even believe... that Da Xia back then could still win!?
But they still have to go, they still have to go to the battlefield, maybe they are just passionate, maybe they just don't want to kneel when Da Xia died...
So...they...
Over a thousand mountains, there is a vast expanse of wildness, a vast expanse of wildness, over a great river, over a great river, over the sky and sea, and a long journey to fight with your son. Take my bones to the side of the Yinghai Sea, pull my old bow and shoot the Sirius.