The Ming Dynasty began from Sarhu

Chapter 429: The Secret History of Taizu
Emperor Wu Ding waved his hand, and the two beauties, Amber and Dujuan, understood what he meant and quickly smiled and retreated. When they left, Amber twisted her slender waist and closed the door.

So, only Liu Zhaosun and Chen Yuanyuan were left in the house.

Liu Zhaosun stood up from the armchair somewhat awkwardly, not knowing where to put his hands.

The beauty approached him with a loving gaze. His throat lurched, his mouth dry, and he felt a burning sensation radiating from the soles of his feet. The veins in his hands, which could break a brown bear's neck with a single blow, now bulged with blood as he cramped himself on the armrests of his armchair, scratching. Thousands of tiny insects scratched at the emperor's heart.

The fifteen or sixteen-year-old Chen Yuanyuan before him was so breathtakingly beautiful that one dared not look directly at her. Compared to the tragically deceased Zhang Yan, her appearance and figure were identical, practically identical.

What made Emperor Wu Ding even more stunned was that she was still wearing the Xingchunzhai skirt that Zhang Yan had always been reluctant to wear during her lifetime! (Later, it was this skirt that caused Dongfang Zhu to lose his life.)
The fleeting memory of Zhang Yan was instantly awakened by this coat and skirt.

Emperor Wuding even began to suspect that the woman in front of him was Zhang Yan herself!
How can the dead be resurrected?
The emperor rubbed his eyes and an expression of disbelief appeared on his face.

Chen Yuanyuan's thin jacket and skirt were faintly visible, reflecting the tightness and strength that only a young girl could have. Her fair cheeks were as crystal clear as a jade plate. She took off her bun and held it in her palm. Her long black hair flowed down like a waterfall, showing her noble and majestic temperament. However, there was a charming smile on the corner of her mouth...
He swallowed, his strong body seemed to be dragged by something, and he moved forward a few steps towards the direction Chen Yuanyuan was coming from, muttering:
"Why are you running here instead of staying at Yaowang Temple?"

Liu Zhaosun was still confused. He didn't know that Dongfang Zhu had drugged him, so he didn't know why Chen Yuanyuan came to visit him late at night.

"During the Mid-Autumn Festival, Your Majesty is alone here, with no one to accompany you. I have been entrusted by someone to come and share your feelings."

What the hell is this about expressing your feelings?

Emperor Wuding was even more confused when he heard her incoherent speech, because her fiancé Wu Sangui died at his hands.

Why did this woman come to my house on her own initiative?

The emperor and Chen Yuanyuan met for the first time a month ago in Zuo Liangyu's tent in front of the Yaowang Temple in the west of the city.

The emperor was in a rage at the time, and he wanted to kill everyone like a violent beast. Unlike tonight, he was not as gentle and considerate as he was tonight. He swung his hammer and almost hammered the beauty into a meat pie.

From that night on, Emperor Wuding never summoned Chen Yuanyuan again.

Firstly, Chen Yuanyuan was determined to remain faithful to her fiancé and had the intention to assassinate Emperor Wuding; secondly, Emperor Wuding was busy with many affairs of state, even busier than when he was in the capital last year; thirdly, our emperor had just fought a bloody battle with the Ming bandits, completing the first 100-man kill in his life (and there would be 1,000-man kills in the future). Although our emperor was unstoppable and close to demigod, he was still a flesh and blood body after all. Killing hundreds of people in a row consumed too much of his energy and needed to rest for a while - commonly known as "skill cooling".

Now, after more than a month of rest and recuperation, Emperor Wuding has finally recovered, both physically and mentally.

It should be added that, due to the influence of the big explosion and Wu Youke's medicine, since last night, our emperor has suddenly become interested in women.

Having said that, as a qualified tyrant, one must be neither bloodthirsty nor lustful. Throughout history, is there any tyrant who is physically and mentally healthy and only kills people without being lustful?

Since killing has become our emperor's motto, lust must also follow suit.

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Seeing the beauty approaching, Emperor Wuding's eyes were as sharp as torches.

Chen Yuanyuan has a slender waist, like a willow in early spring, outlining a beautiful curve.

Without waiting for Emperor Wu Ding to ask any more questions, Chen Yuanyuan spoke first, her voice was as sweet as a yellow oriole, numbing to the bone.

"The guards outside are all gone. I came here today to talk to the emperor about my husband's death."

As Chen Yuanyuan spoke, her eyes moved, captivating and captivating. Liu Zhaosun was somewhat surprised. It was clearly a blood feud, but when the woman in front of him spoke of it, it seemed as if it was downplayed. He said with some displeasure:

"Your husband's affairs have nothing to do with me. He went against the will of Heaven, and it is Heaven that wants to kill him."

Chen Yuanyuan stared straight at Emperor Wuding with her big eyes, her gaze moving and captivating.

"I know all of this. I heard from someone a while ago that Wu Sangui's father, Wu Xiang, colluded with the Qing army and committed heinous crimes. Your Majesty did not exterminate the Wu family, which was already a mercy outside the law. But he didn't know when to stop and kept getting more and more aggressive!"

Emperor Wu Ding was even more surprised. He didn't expect such words to come out of Chen Yuanyuan's mouth. He wondered if he had heard it wrong.

"I came here tonight to ask the Emperor to reward..."

Chen Yuanyuan's graceful body was close to the emperor. It was not known whether she did it on purpose, but when she leaned forward slightly, the undulating mountains under her skirt were just revealed. Emperor Wu Ding was tall, and whether intentionally or unintentionally, he could see the mountain scenery at a glance.

"It's rare that you have such feelings for me," Liu Zhaosun looked at Chen Yuanyuan with bright eyes and white teeth, his heart beating wildly. Looking at this charming posture, he felt in a trance that Zhang Yan had been resurrected and was standing in front of him.

"I have been busy with military affairs these days and have not been able to visit you. No matter what you need for food, clothing, shelter or transportation, just ask and I will satisfy you..."

"I came here tonight for no other reason than," Chen Yuanyuan said as she placed her white jade arm around Emperor Wuding's waist.

Liu Zhaosun was impressed by the girl's skills in flirting and was aroused by the beautiful girl. However, the scene before him seemed familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere. He thought for a while and then remembered that Zhang Yuhe had flirted with him in the same way at Daming Lake outside Wendeng City.

Emperor Wuding became increasingly suspicious that the beauty before him, Chen Yuanyuan, might be the reincarnation of the deceased Empress Zhang, who had come to the world to renew their past relationship with him.

He no longer hesitated, and stretched out his hands to gently embrace the beauty's waist. Just as he was about to exert force, suddenly, a cold light flashed before his eyes, and Liu Zhaosun hurriedly dodged.

When he looked up again, he found that the hairpin in Chen Yuanyuan's hand had turned into a sharp dagger and was coming towards him.

"what!"

Emperor Wu Ding roared, reached out to grab the dagger, pinched the blade between his fingers, and gave a light squeeze, and the dagger shattered into pieces.

"You dog emperor, you tyrant! You've murdered innocent people! Give me back my husband's life! Die!"

Chen Yuanyuan held the dagger that was broken into two pieces, holding half of the dagger in her hand, and still wanted to move forward and stab again.

Even if Zuo Liangyu, Wu Sangui, Liu Zeqing, and Huang Degong joined forces, armed with sharp blades, they would not be able to touch a hair on Emperor Wu Dinghuang's head. Moreover, Chen Yuanyuan was just a woman, how could she be a match for our emperor?

"I pardon you! How dare you attempt to assassinate me? How bold! You are also an ungrateful person! You deserve to be killed!"

Liu Zhaosun was stunned for only a moment, then instantly regained his bloodthirsty and cruel nature. He roared, grabbed the female assassin's neck with one hand, and lifted up the slender Chen Yuanyuan.

Poor Chen Yuanyuan's fair and slender legs were tightly grasped by the steel-like fingers, making her unable to move at all. The beauty's white jade legs kicked wildly in the air, and her purple shirt slightly revealed the hidden weapon (a dagger dipped in poison).

She struggled for a moment and then became motionless.

Emperor Wu Ding glared at the vicious woman in the air, and the other party struggled and looked at the emperor.

When their eyes met, those beautiful eyes began to become bloodshot, and the extremely frightened look gradually became blurred.

Suddenly, Liu Zhaosun saw the shadow of the dead Zhang Yan in these dying eyes.

"Yan'er."

The emperor muttered to himself and loosened his fingers unconsciously.

Chen Yuanyuan's body slid down softly like a soft noodle.

Liu Zhaosun quickly reached out and held her in his arms, as if he was holding the whole world.

He gently patted the beauty's back, muttering something. Chen Yuanyuan's dilated pupils suddenly regained their luster. After a while, her graceful and curvy body began to twitch like a jellyfish in deep water.

After another bout of violent coughing, the beauty finally regained consciousness.

Seeing herself lying in the arms of Emperor Wuding, she was anxious and angry, and her lips moved slightly. Liu Zhaosun saw her expression and knew that Chen Yuanyuan was going to bite her tongue to commit suicide, so he suddenly pried her mouth open to prevent her from exerting any more force.

"Tyrant! What do you want to do?!"

Chen Yuanyuan struggled hard, trying to break free.

Liu Zhaosun looked at the delicate and strong-willed beauty in front of him, feeling a mixture of sadness and resentment, pity and anger.

A fire of ignorance ignited in his heart. He gently embraced the beauty's slender waist, kicked open the screen with the exquisite and detailed painting of Han Xizai's Night Banquet, and threw the female assassin onto the bed behind the screen given by Dongfang Zhu.

Chen Yuanyuan, half asleep and half awake, lay on the soft, incense-burning bed. The purple robe she had covered was gone, revealing her snow-white skin underneath.

The soft black hair falls to the slender waist, and the graceful curves appear particularly charming and attractive under the pale yellow halo of the whale lamp.

Chen Yuanyuan was like a flower waiting to bloom, curled up and shivering, welcoming the visit of Emperor Wu Ding...
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Old Song limped to the customs office, carrying the same medicine box he had always used (he had injured his leg in the defense of the capital). He stopped in front of the stone lions and was about to knock on the door of the main hall when he vaguely heard a strange sound coming from the main hall.

Old Song stood there awkwardly, not knowing what to do. Today, as usual, he came to the palace to make medicine for the emperor.

The emperor is now in good health, with no previous illnesses. His qi and blood are steady and powerful, and he can kill a tiger with one punch. Old Song has been practicing medicine for 30 years and has never seen such a majestic and powerful person. He came here just to treat the emperor's gray hair problem...
The door suddenly opened from the inside. Amber, with a shy face, restrained her slender waist and explained to the white-haired old man Song at the door:

"Your Majesty has gone to bed. Doctor Song, please leave the medicine here. Du Juan and I will prepare it for Your Majesty later. Doctor Song, please go back."

"I beg your Majesty to forgive me. There are many wounded soldiers in the city today, and I have just returned from my work."

Old Song could clearly hear the woman's screams inside. The two men suppressed their embarrassment. Old Song bowed respectfully in the direction of Emperor Wuding's bed, took out the herbs from the medicine box, and carefully instructed the emperor's personal maid on how to decoct them and how to take them.

This is not a good place to stay, so Old Song hurriedly said goodbye.

After walking out of the Chaoguan Yamen, the servants waited outside for a long time (after entering Linqing, the number of slaves began to gradually recover).

The servant hurried forward to support the old imperial physician.

"There's still people being killed in the streets. Stay away. Those muskets don't have eyes."

The servant agreed, and the two of them avoided the pacification soldiers who were robbing the vendors on the street and walked towards their own yamen without stopping.

The Imperial Medical Service was temporarily converted into a camp for wounded soldiers.

Today, businesses in the city were searched and confiscated. Many wealthy merchants and their families were desperate and fought to the death with the pacification soldiers who came to search their properties. Fifty pacification soldiers have been injured.

So Old Song was busy until evening before delivering medicine to the emperor.

The two chatted idly, and the servant was a chatterbox, so he started talking about the emperor's body.

According to the servant's recollection, the emperor was in poor health when he was in Kaiyuan, often vomiting blood, and his complexion was very bad. But now he seemed like a different person. He was just about to ask Old Song what was going on.

Medical Officer Song roared in a low voice:
"Don't talk nonsense about the dragon's health! You have so many heads to chop off!"

Old Song warned the servant not to talk about the emperor in the future. The servant agreed repeatedly, feeling so terrified that he dared not say a word again.

Old Song looked up at the carriages loaded with grain on the street and said thoughtfully:

"Yes, now our emperor is mighty and powerful, unstoppable. Our Great Qi is saved!"

(End of this chapter)