Can you live forever

Chapter 299 The Power of the Flood Dragon, Plotting the True Dragon

There was hatred in Zhu Qinhuang's eyes, some towards Zhu Di, and some towards Nanjing.

In Jingnan, Zhu Yunwen did not die. He escaped with his eldest son Zhu Wenkui. It is better to say that the Jiangnan scholar-bureaucrats thought that Jianwen was still useful and hid them.

When dealing with Zhu Di, Hu Wei often said that I have news about Jianwen, Your Majesty, do you want to search for it?

Hu Wei has been looking for Jianwen for more than ten years, traveling around Jiangsu, Zhejiang, Lake, and Hunan provinces. In fact, the meaning is very clear, and Zhu Di also knows that they hid Jianwen.

But Zhu Di didn't care, and had no intention of making a deal with Hu Wei and the others.Zheng He's voyages had nothing to do with the search for Jianwen, who had always been in the south of the Yangtze River.

Until the 21st year of Yongle, Hu Wei met Zhu Di overnight and told Zhu Di... Jianwen was going to die.

Depressed and sick for many years, the nephew actually left earlier than the uncle.

Throughout his life, Zhu Yunwen was first promoted to the throne by civil servants, and then dragged down by Zhu Dijingnan. Although he escaped, none of those courtiers were loyal to him. Broker deals.

Before dying, Zhu Yunqi wanted to see Zhu Di, but Zhu Di refused.

Zhu Di replied to Hu Wei's visit: "In the fourth year of Jianwen, Zhu Yunqi was already dead."

Yes, the news of Zhu Yunqi's death had already been announced that year. It doesn't matter whether Zhu Yunqi, who is living among the people, is still alive. The 21 years of Yongle is as solid as gold, so what if Zhu Yunqi is alive?
The saddest thing about human beings is that the opponent you have spent your whole life fighting against doesn't actually take you seriously.

Jianwen died with extreme unwillingness and resentment.

It was Zhu Di's indifference that made him a chicken rib, and it was Zhu Gaochi's close communication with civil officials, so Nanjing didn't need to support his restoration at all. In his hands, he was under house arrest for decades, and even in order to ensure his blood, he was only allowed to pass on a single pass.

It was Zhu Qinhuang's father's generation who finally escaped because of negligent supervision.

And Zhu Qinhuang kept his name incognito with his father since he was a child. He obviously studied poetry and books with his father, but he couldn't take the imperial examination because... he couldn't stand the investigation. Even if the royal family didn't care, Nanjing would arrest them again.

at last.

At the age of 16, his father died with hatred. After he buried his dead father in the ground, Zhu Qinhuang burned the house down and went to the Northwest alone. , Fighting the desert.

Thirty years of wind, frost and sword, his father's paranoia, rage, and madness are deeply engraved in Zhu Qinhuang's memory.

He knew that all his sufferings were caused by Zhu Di.

If it wasn't for Zhu Di's rebellion, Zhu Yunqi would be the emperor anyway, and he would be the current emperor, not some Jiajing child...

"What is the medicine for?"

The recalled memories gradually receded, and Zhu Qinhuang asked with the elixir.

Fan Zheng replied respectfully: "This medicine is made from a whole dragon, but it is actually a blood potion. If you drink it, it can turn into a dragon seed. Your Excellency is in a state of distress, this medicine should be helpful."

"Dragon species..."

With a murmur, Zhu Qinhuang opened the bottle and drank the medicine without hesitation. There was only one feeling in the mouth of the elixir, hot, so hot that people held their throats, wondering if what he swallowed was magma...

Zhu Qinhuang didn't think it was poison, because the moment he took off the bottle cap, he smelled a strong vitality.

It was as if flames were scorching through the bones, meridians, and flesh. The majestic pure yang power was so brutal that the skin was cracked. Zhu Qinhuang couldn't even control the power, and dense cracks broke out on the ground under his feet...

"This……"

Fan Zheng didn't expect the medicine to be so overbearing. He faintly heard the roar of the dragon soul on Zhu Qinhuang's body.

He is also the master of Ershunjing, but at this moment he feels like an ant in front of Zhu Qinhuang.

That is a real dragon...

"Blue Dragon List, Dragon Hero, this time, it's really a dragon..." He murmured and backed away, avoiding the terrifying power, shocked by the effect of the potion, a flash of greed and regret flashed in his heart.

If he didn't give it to Zhu Qinhuang, but kept it for himself...

No, it shouldn't have that effect.

The efficacy of medicine varies from person to person. Zhu Qinhuang has this power because he has half-stepped from his state of mind...

"call……"

Zhu Qinhuang slowly exhaled a smoke-like breath, and his whole body was covered with steam. The huge heat even ignited the clothes on his body, and the flames sizzled, but he remained indifferent, as if his body temperature was higher than the flame temperature.

His skin quickly fell off after chapping, and impurities continued to ooze out from his body surface, and then he was burned to ashes by the flames.

The wrinkles on his face began to disappear, and the baptism of decades of wind and frost in the desert, at this moment, shed like a flower. In just a few breaths, the 50-year-old half-centenarian returned to the handsome young man he was back then.

He raised his head and closed his eyes, feeling all the changes.

Until the flames on his body were extinguished, he wore half of his trousers, revealing his perfect body, and his body temperature also dropped slowly during his breathing, to the level of ordinary people, even a little lower.

He suddenly opened his eyes, no longer black pupils, but golden vertical pupils.

Eyes like a dragon...

Seeing this, Fan Zheng, who had retreated ten feet away, immediately knelt down on one knee and congratulated him, "Congratulations, Your Excellency, for being promoted to Cong Xinjing!"

Zhu Qinhuang ignored him, but slowly raised his right hand, opened his hand, and the dragon-slaying knife hanging on the inner wall of the room behind him flew into his hand with a choking sound, and Zhu Qinhuang slashed towards the sky after a blow.

The clouds hundreds of miles away in the sky were instantly broken by this knife.

He wasn't satisfied with this knife, so he slashed towards a mountain outside the city. The mountain more than ten miles away broke with a bang, and the top of the tens of feet wide peak slid down and fell to the ground...

After trying these two knives, Zhu Qinhuang asked: "Do you know why my knives are called Dragon Slaying Knives?"

Fan Zheng shook his head.

Zhu Qinhuang said: "I once beheaded Baizhang Shalong in the desert, took the meteorite in his belly, and refined it to get this knife. This knife has the power to overwhelm the dragon clan. The Xu family invited me to slay the dragon. It is not a loss. "

Fan Zheng was stunned for a moment, and was extremely happy.

"Good! Good! With Your Excellency's help, even if Wang Jiangque has the power of a real dragon, he will not be able to escape!" Zhang Zhixiang killed Fan Lingyu, and Fan Zheng hated him to the bone. Seeing a chance for revenge, Fan Zheng was extremely happy.

"Wang Jiangque?" Zhu Qinhuang was puzzled.

"Yes, the daughter of the Wang family in She County. Twenty years ago, Wang Yuanzhi obtained a Mayan sacred object in Shangzhou. I'm afraid it has the effect of transforming a dragon, no matter what, this is the only real dragon clue now."

"My Fan family has prepared [-] elite soldiers, and Zhang Zhixiang and Wang's family are also trapped in Nanyang."

"Just wait until your Excellency arrives, then we can break through Qinyuan and capture Wang Jiangque alive."

While talking, Fan Zheng already thought of Zhang Zhixiang wagging his tail and begging for mercy...

(End of this chapter)