I am the king of the dead

Author of "I am the King of Subjugation": who am I and who will return

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In the 14th year of Zhengtong, Zhu Qiyu woke up from a dream on the throne and opened his eyes.

The change of Tumu Fort has occurred, and the three generations of elite Beijing camps have been wiped out.

His elder brother, Zhu Qizhen, the trash among the emperors, is knocking on the door of Datong Mansion.

Zhu Qiyu found himself, not only to defend the capital!Defend Daming!Protect your wife and children!

Prisoning in person is more violent, is he the king of a subjugated country?

Trusting eunuchs to appoint ministers, is it the king of a subjugated country?

Is it the king of a subjugated country who trusts the martial artist?

Well, I am the king of the subjugated country!

Also known as: "Da Ming Welcomes Its Kind Father", "My Life", "I Will Never Surrender"

Chapter 1 Messy Chaotang

In the 14th year of Zhengtong, on August [-]th, in Beijing City, in Fengtian Hall.

"Your Highness, is it time to go to court?" A slightly muddy voice sounded in Zhu Qiyu's ear.

Zhu Qiyu squeezed his eyes hard and opened them slowly.

There are countless big red wooden pillars, the yellow curtains are in the spring breeze, hunting and hunting, two crane-shaped palace lanterns are in front of you, and the fragrance is curling.

It seems to smell like rosin?

This is where?who I am?What am I doing here?

Is it a prank?

He blinked forcefully, the world in front of him slowly became clearer, he took a few breaths of the cool autumn air, and his consciousness gradually woke up.

He looked at the eunuch in front of him and was a little puzzled. Should he be filming here?

So what should my lines be?

He sat up straight and was about to speak, when suddenly his body froze, that hazy feeling, like a bubble being punctured, countless phantoms flashed in front of him constantly.

After crossing over, I crossed over to Zhu Qiyu. This Zhu Qiyu was not very famous in Daming, and he didn't even have a serious temple name. The emperor of the Ming Dynasty was known as Emperor Jingtai.

During the cloisonne years, the most famous one was about cloisonne?

Zhu Qiyu was confused.

His good brother Zhu Qizhen, the well-known emperor named Zhu Qizhen, led the three major battalions of the capital in July to personally conquer the Wacha tribe, and went to Tumubao. The whole army was wiped out.

As the idle prince, Zhu Qiyu, the king of Yun, was brought out of the palace of the king of Yun by the empress dowager without knowing the situation at all, and was thrown into the position of supervising the country.

The ministers were waiting outside the hall, waiting for the court, the queen dowager was sitting behind the curtain, the eunuch and the eunuch Si Li were waiting for Zhu Qiyu's orders, and the big yellow dragon chair was empty.

He is now just a supervisor of the state, not an emperor.

Zhu Qiyu took a deep breath, did he count himself as a duck on the shelves?He glanced at the empress dowager behind the bead curtain.

Now he really has no choice, even if his scalp is numb, he has to hold his nose and dry it!

"God!" Zhu Qiyu took a deep breath and forced himself to remain calm, although his palms were already sweating.

In his previous life, he was just an ordinary teacher, working from five to nine. He didn't expect to stay up all night, then wake up, and actually be a prisoner of the country.

How should the overseer be?in a hurry.

"Go to court! Go to court!" The eunuch Cheng Jing turned around and shouted, and then Xiao Huangmen shouted for peace.

The court discussion that had been suspended for several days finally started again. The courtiers with various animals embroidered on their chests entered the Fengtian Hall after the inspection of the Han General.

The battle on the front line was tight, the emperor was captured, and the ministers were terrified. After entering the hall, after the ministers stood up one after another, they all whispered to each other in a low voice. For a while, there was a bit of noise in the Fengtian Hall.

Zhu Qiyu sat on a square stool. This square stool was very small and even a little embarrassing. It formed a sharp contrast with the wide dragon chair.

He is still a supervisor, not an emperor.

Youdu Yushi held the yellow book in his hand and shouted loudly: "Report to the Queen Mother and Your Highness, there should be 130 people, but there are [-] people, and seven people are sick."

Zhu Qiyu frowned. This absence is really too much. It is understandable for seven people to take sick leave, but where did the remaining 66 people go?

He looked around, thought about it seriously, and then recalled that the remaining 66 ministers, relatives, and generals who were supposed to go to court died under the civil fort.

In the Ming Dynasty, the court civil and military lost more than [-]% in the first battle!

"I have something to report, and I have nothing to do." Cheng Jing, the eunuch of the internal official supervisor, shouted loudly.

"Long live my emperor." All the ministers bowed their heads, the mountains roared and the tsunami sounded loud, but the object of their salute was not in the Fengtian Hall, but in the large tent of the Watanabe.

This picture is quite ironic.

"His Royal Highness, the minister has something to announce." Yudu Yushi came out of the queue and bowed his head and said: "His Royal Highness, the country cannot be without a ruler for a day, and the world cannot be without a lord for a day. Peace of mind."

Beishou... a special term for the emperor who was captured.

Zhu Qiyu carefully looked at the Censor of Youdu in front of him. This person was called Zhao Qian. It turned out that King Yu only knew that this person was called Zhao Qian, and he really didn't know anything else.

Is this persuading me?

Zhu Qiyu was going to refuse. According to the rules in his memory, he had to refuse at least three times, otherwise it would be disrespectful. After all, the emperor Zhu Qizhen was still alive.

Zhao Qian wanted to speak again, but the eunuch Si Li, who was standing on the other side, flicked the sleeve of his bullfighting suit and took out a roll of imperial edicts.

He shouted loudly: "Fengtian carries the emperor, and the edict said: Since ancient times, emperors have succeeded in establishing the poles of the sky and Fuyuhuan District.

"Zhu Jianshen, the eldest son of the emperor, has a pure and beautiful talent, and he abides by the empress dowager's gracious order to carry out the ceremony."

"Give Zhu Jianshen the treasure of the book. To be the crown prince. To be in the East Palace, to be the lineage of ten thousand years, to tie the heart of the four seas."

"Spread it all over the world, and the salty envoys will hear it and admire it."

Zhu Qiyu looked at the eunuch, who was named Jin Ying. The eunuch, who was the head of the internal officials.

The simple translation of this imperial decree is that the eldest son of the emperor, Zhu Jianshen, was established as the crown prince under the benevolent order of the empress dowager.

Zhu Jianshen, two years old, the eldest son of his cheap brother Zhu Qizhen.

A layer of cold sweat broke out on Zhu Qiyu's forehead instantly. He knew little about the history of the Ming Dynasty. The content of this imperial decree was very simple, and he instantly understood his situation.

No matter what he does, this country, or, can only be the country of his brother Zhu Qizhen.

Where did the people of Zhu Qizhen come from in the large tent of the Oara people?Shit!

Zhao Qian stretched out his right hand and took a step forward, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he held back, shook his head and returned to his position.

There was silence in the hall, and everyone was silent.

Who issued this edict?

Naturally, it was the empress dowager sitting behind the bead curtain.

Why should the eldest son of Zhu Qizhen, the emperor of Beishou be established as the crown prince?

Because Zhu Qizhen is the son of the empress dowager, and he, Zhu Qiyu, is a concubine.

Zhu Qiyu just thought it was funny. The emperor was captured, 20 elites of the Ming Dynasty were wiped out, [-]% of the courtiers were martyred, and the Wara tribe was sharpening their knives and was about to go south. The situation of the Ming Dynasty was at stake.

The court was closed for a few days, and the first thing in the last court was to establish the crown prince, not to retreat from the enemy, to keep the Jiangshan Sheji of the Ming Dynasty!

True to the sentence, what happened in the Six Dynasties was only a private scheme of the portal.

A courtier with a goatee beard embroidered with Yunyan on his chest stood up and bowed his head and said, "Your Highness, Xu Youzhen, the imperial censor of the minister, has a written performance."

Seeing that no one else responded, Zhu Qiyu nodded and said, "Tell me."

"The most urgent task at the moment is to welcome the emperor back. The Grand Master of the Warabu also sent an envoy first, asking for gifts of gold and silk, so that the emperor can be greeted and returned to the court as soon as possible.

Redeem the hostages?

No amicable relationship, no indemnity, no ceding land, no tribute, the emperor guards the gate of the country, and the emperor died in the Ming Dynasty!In this way, being called the emperor Zhu Qizhen broke the rules!

Is Zhu Qizhen trying to cut off the backbone of the Ming Dynasty? !

"His Royal Highness, this matter has been dealt with by the Ministry of Households." The eunuch Sli, the empress dowager's microphone, and Zhu Qizhen's son-in-law, Jin Ying, immediately replied.

When everything is announced, let His Highness decide, but everything is decided by the Queen Mother?

Zhu Qiyu asked with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "How many?"

Jin Ying obviously did not expect that the always gentle and ignorant King Tan suddenly asked, thought for a while and said: "One hundred pieces of Nine Dragons python dragon satin, six pearls, 200 taels of gold, 2 taels of silver, and eight carts of treasures."

There was an uproar in the court hall, and the courtiers immediately made a noise, and the top of Fengtian Hall was almost lifted.

Wang Zhi, the official secretary of the Ministry of Personnel, who had been silent all the time, abruptly opened his eyes and scolded: "Good you robber! Jin Ying, if I ask you, do you know that this nine-dragon python and dragon satin is an item used by the emperor. How can you give it lightly?!"

Zhu Qiyu closed his eyes and took a deep breath. After Wang Zhi finished speaking, the court finally calmed down, but his irritability became more and more intense.

He opened his eyes suddenly, and asked loudly, "Gonggong, the princes of the emperor, the northern hunters, and the army! All of you are ministers of the government, chattering nonstop about shit, what is the most urgent task now?"

"Shouldn't it be a way to retreat from the enemy?"

"Or do you think that the Oara people can't enter the gate!"

Chapter 2 Bloody Fengtian Temple

The enemy is on the door!

Take the emperor captive!

The courtiers are arguing endlessly on whether the use of Jiulong Manglong Satin as compensation is illegal.

Zhu Qiyu originally planned that silence is golden, he should understand the situation before doing things, at least he must recognize all the courtiers before he can make further plans.

But...he really couldn't stand it anymore.

The main contradiction and the secondary contradiction cannot be clearly distinguished. What is the energy of this discussion?

As soon as Zhu Qiyu said this, several people's eyes instantly brightened.

Xu Youzhen, the censor of the capital, came out again and shouted loudly: "I watched the sky last night and found that Yinghuo entered the Nandou. The destiny has changed, and the disaster is not far away."

"My minister thought that at such a critical moment, it would be better to take advantage of the rising water in the canal and go south by boat to Nanjing to make a decision!"

Xu Youzhen was the one who just mentioned to compensate the Oirat tribe in exchange for the emperor Zhu Qizhen.

When the official secretary of the Ministry of Personnel heard the words, his face was unpleasant, and he said with a sneer, "Xu Yushi, you arranged for your wife and children to go south. I'm afraid you have passed Linqing at this time, right?"

"Is it for fear that others won't know that you have already tried to escape, or do you think the Censor won't do it? If you don't want to do it, some people want to do it!"

"You!" Xu Youzhen never expected that the matter of his arrangement of his wife and children to go south would already be known, but for a while he was speechless. Doing it secretly and being told are completely two different things.

Xu Youzhen's words and deeds were in harmony, she said to run, and even sent away her wife and daughter, a boneless rat.

The eunuch Jin Ying took a step forward, staring at Xu Youzhen very fiercely. He said sharply, "If you want to move the capital, the government will move south! Let's ask you, what will the emperor do?"

"Once the emperor moves south, the emperor falls into the enemy camp, but there is still time to return to the dynasty?!"

Zhu Qiyu knew instantly in his heart that this was the direct line of the direct descendant of the emperor named Zhu Qizhen, the lackey among the lackeys. This person had to be killed by a cold son, otherwise, after Zhu called the door back, this would be his supporter.

Xu Youzhen's forehead was already full of sweat, he took two steps back, that's what he said, and he almost got charged with treason.

The merchants and gentry of the entire Shuntian Prefecture, after the news of the civil engineering change, have already begun to move their families and families to the south!

The entire canal has been crowded with boats, and there are various donkeys and carriages on the straight road. Did he run away alone? !

It is the entire capital, the entire Shuntian Prefecture, and the entire Hebei fleeing southward! !

How can you blame him only when you blame him? !

In this court, among the courtiers who did not speak, how many wives and children were already on their way to Nanzhili? !

He just made it clear.

"Your Highness..." He wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked at Zhu Qiyu on the stage.

Zhu Qiyu adjusted his sitting position. The square stool was really a little embarrassing. He waved his hand and motioned for Xu Youzhen to join the ranks.