Daming: The Sims, Lao Zhu’s mentality collapsed

Chapter 69 Ying Zheng
  After thinking about it, Lao Zhu still didn't understand what kind of person Zhu Rui was.

This person is too complicated, too complicated for him to figure out.

Zhu Yuanzhang finally gave up thinking about this problem, and decided to call the traitor over to interrogate him personally.

You can't tell anything by just looking at the simulation, so it's better to torture the opponent yourself.

……

When "Zhu Ru" opened his eyes again and saw the real world in front of him, he couldn't help but have a look of surprise on his face.

"First it was Cao Cao, and then it was my turn to take over the body?"

Even though he was an emperor for eternity, he couldn't help but breathe quickly at this moment.

Thousands of years later, although his empire has been completely destroyed by time and the banner of Qin has been wiped out, his name is still praised by the world today.

The first emperor of the Qin Dynasty, Ying Zheng.

"No, brothers, I haven't shown my strength yet, and my body is going back now?"

In the world in his mind, Cao Cao protested, "How can I have more fun? Let my brothers increase the strength of Ming Dynasty and let them feel the oppression from Cao Mengde, the King of Wei."

"Stop talking. If I let you take care of your body for two more days, Xiaowu's reputation will be ruined." Sima Yi said disdainfully.

"Old thief Sima, it's fine if others say it. What qualifications do you have to say to me? Is your reputation any better than mine?"

Cao Cao was furious, "One swears by Luo Shui, one kills the king in the street, and the other is the Five Husbands. Your Sima family is firmly nailed to the pillar of shame in history, and you can't move it away. Before you pointed at it, The person Luo Shui swore to was Emperor Guangwu. Even Emperor Guangwu, the son of destiny, dared not violate Luo Shui's oath. You dare to fart in front of Luo Shui. You not only ruined your own reputation, but also ruined Luo Shui's reputation. Even Dong Zhuo only dared to depose the emperor first and then kill the king. If you dare to kill the king in the street, you are even more beastly than Dong Zhuo!"

Li Shimin laughed: "No one would have thought of this. A veteran minister in his seventies, who was well-known throughout the court and praised all over the world, would actually rebel when he saw that he was about to retire. This taught future emperors a lesson and harmed the elderly." My old ministers can’t live without death, so it has become a dream to retire and return to their hometown.”

Sima Yi's thinking was indeed a bit too advanced, and he broke out of the ideological shackles of feudal superstition. The specific manifestation is: pointing at Luo Shui, he swore not to usurp power or harm the clan, but later regarded the oath as fart, and resolutely resisted the idealism of "swearing" The ignorant and corrupt concepts of ism.

The ruthless man who regarded swearing as fart single-handedly reduced the loyalty of the founding of the country and squandered the political credit of the Chinese civilization for more than two thousand years from the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors to the Three Kingdoms.

"Brothers, let's stop talking. I'll run away first."

When Sima Yi saw the crowd rising up to attack him, he quickly ran away.

When Sima Yi didn't speak, the bottom of the chain of contempt in his mind was Cao Cao. But once Sima Yi, a phenomenal beast, spoke, the things Cao Cao did seemed insignificant, and everyone knew who they should scold.

"Xiao Wu, you won't have any objections to me using your body, right?" Ying Zheng said angrily.

Zhu Rui said quickly: "Brother Zheng, what do I have to say? Just use it."

Compared with Boss Cao, Brother Zheng's credibility is too high. Zhu Rui felt relieved when he lent his body to Ying Zheng.

"Okay, let me use my body first. When you want to come back, I will give it back to you."

Ying Zheng was not polite, he was also looking forward to the world thousands of years from now.

Although he had been able to observe the world through Zhu Rui's perspective before, this was completely different from the experience of personally controlling his body.

……

Outside Fengtian Hall. Prince Zhu Biao was about to enter the palace to attend court. Suddenly he saw a young man in royal robes coming from a distance. Upon closer inspection, he turned out to be King Wu Zhu Zhu. He smiled and waved, "Old Wu, let's go in together."

When King Wu's eyes met, Zhu Biao couldn't help but be stunned.

This time they looked at each other, he would never forget it in his life.

It was early spring, and the cold winter wind still lingered in the palace walls. The palace was magnificent and the pavilions were solemn. On the road to the blue brick palace, a young man walked slowly. He was wearing a prince's crown and his expression was indifferent. The followers behind him bowed their heads respectfully.

The young man is none other than Ying Zheng, who walks the world as Zhu Ju. Although he is only more than ten years old and his face is slightly childish, he gives off a majestic and indifferent feeling.

Through the dark depth of his eyes, it seemed that he could see a huge empire that spanned thousands of years. The dazzling power of that empire penetrated through time and reflected the past and present. It became great because of one person, and became immortal because of one person. It was unprecedented.

In Ying Zheng's body, there is a natural majesty. This is the pride and nobility that belongs to one emperor through the ages. The world is unified and prosperous for eternity. The foundation of the ages has been established. Who else can give me the name of the First Emperor?

Ying Zheng walked to Zhu Biao's side, looked at the prince of the Ming Dynasty gently, and nodded slightly.

For some reason, Zhu Biao always had the feeling that Lao Wu looked at him like he was looking at his son...

This was indeed the case. Ying Zheng always felt that the crown prince of the Ming Dynasty was very similar to his eldest son Fusu.

"Let's go."

Ying Zheng said calmly. He walked in front, but Zhu Biao, who was the crown prince, followed him unconsciously, as if this was a matter of course.

No one is qualified to walk in front of Ying Zheng.

……

Today's morning meeting was particularly lively. The ministers came very early. Li Shanchang led a group of Huaixi elders to stand in the hall. Although the Huaixi Party's vitality is greatly weakened, the foundation of the largest party in the Hongwu Dynasty is still there. Not to be underestimated.

Liu Ji and Hu Weiyong walked side by side, followed by a group of important officials from Eastern Zhejiang. After many years, the Zhejiang Eastern Party was revitalized again, and a group of elite literati looked at the generals in Huaixi with contempt.

Although everyone has not arrived yet, and the emperor has not yet taken his seat, the situation in the palace has already become quite tense. All the ministers are so noisy that they want to kill their political opponents.

However, when Ying Zheng and Zhu Biao entered the Fengtian Hall, the noise of controversy suddenly broke out in the hall.

Everyone looked at the two brothers.

Ying Zheng walked in front of the palace in royal robes, raising his hands and feet with the elegance of ancient etiquette. His natural charisma made everyone admire his majestic appearance, and the majesty of the ancestral dragon between his brows was as dazzling as the sun.

Although he didn't say anything, it made others afraid to speak.

Even if he is as noble as Prince Zhu Biao, those who follow him are like grains of rice and stars under the bright moon, as if they are inconspicuous followers.

After a long time, Zhu Yuanzhang walked out from the back of the palace. He didn't notice anything else at first, but after he ascended to his seat, he realized that something seemed wrong in the atmosphere of Fengtian Palace. It was so quiet that it felt weird.

He followed the gaze of the ministers and looked at King Wu, who was also looking at him, but the person who met Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes was not Zhu Yu, but another emperor.

Ying Zheng and Zhu Yuanzhang looked at each other, and this look seemed to span a thousand years.

The two emperors looked at each other, and everyone else in the Fengtian Palace was lowering their heads at this moment, as if if they raised their heads at this moment, they would be burned to ashes by the blazing and dazzling light.

(End of this chapter)