I Have Been In the Demon Slayer Division For 30 Years Chapter 290

The emperor's accession to the throne does not mean that he is enthroned.

Emperor Hongde was only an acting emperor, and he needed Jingtai to enter the earth and his filial piety period expired before he could hold the ceremony of enthronment.

The servant secretary seeks Yuan Jianzheng, calculates the auspicious days, and sends the first emperor to the earth.

Yuan Jianzheng swears to the sky: "Tomorrow will be a great day, there will be no such shop after passing this village!"

Emperor Hongde had no opinion with his clan relatives, after all, there was no corpse, just a cloak.

In accordance with the previous rules, the ancestral temple was enshrined for seven days, for a round of commemorations by the hundreds of officials and the royal family. If not, rumors were flying in the sky.

The cause of death of Emperor Jingtai is the same as that of the former prince. He overdose with pills!

Fifty-seventh year of Jingtai, February 23rd.

It is advisable to break the soil, repair the grave, and bury it. .

The sky was still dark, Luo Jing was all over the Forbidden Army, three steps, one post, five steps and one guard.

The people in Beijing have long known that on the day of the Emperor Shi's mourning, the courageous stood along the street, looking eagerly towards the palace, and the courageous peeped through the wall and the crack of the door.

Watching is not prohibited in the palace. The royal family believes that the reputation of Emperor Jingtai is excellent among the people.

After all, the fault was committed by the former prince!

The Demon Slayer received the notice, and after leaving the city to Wu Sheng Mountain, he was responsible for guarding along the way.

Of course, the guard on duty was the school lieutenant of Demon Slayer, and the officials of various ministries were watching nearby.

Emperor Jingtai's reputation is also very good in the Demon Slayer Division, especially in the past ten years, the various treasures in the treasury have been rewarded without money.

Zhou Yi wanted to be with his colleagues, but received an invitation from San Wu, and waited quietly with a few Taoist friends in the sky above Wu Sheng Mountain.

Sanwu received an obituary from the royal family, but it was inconvenient for those outsiders to entangle with the royal family.

Now that the Yunxiao Taoist Palace is completely established as the true ancestor of the real immortal, it has become the head of the Yunzhou Taoist gate, and the court is not willing to provoke it easily.

"Why haven't you come yet?"

Sanwu had lost his usual calmness, and had already uttered impatiently several times.

The real Changchun said: "This is a funeral. You must walk slowly, cry at three steps, and it will take at least noon to reach Wusheng Mountain."

Wusheng Mountain is the place where Dagan Taizu became sacred. Before his death, he issued an order to prohibit the emperor from building a mausoleum after his death.

Sanwu said: "Taizu's order has since severed the evil habit of building the imperial tomb, so as to avoid the pain of laboring the people and hurting money!"

Zhouyi shook his head secretly when he heard Sanwu brag about Taizu.

Li Hong died himself, but he was not buried in Wu Sheng Mountain, but accompanied by the Nine Nether Immortal Lotus at the bottom of the Lian Yao Cave.

The Demon Slashing Division and the Refining Demon Cave were established by the Central Sect. At that time, there were only Nine Nether Immortal Lotuses in the ground, and Li Hong was buried here. How could he not have any other ideas.

There are many strange stories circulating in Wu Shengshan, and it is not clear whether they are true or false.

The founding emperors in history are embarrassed to go out without any mysterious rumors.

Several real people communicated quietly, and it was noon soon.

There was a faint sound of solemn music, and soon I saw the black pressure crushing thousands of people, shouting in front and back, protecting one of the purple coffins in it.

Emperor Hongde held up the six white banners, tears streaming down his face, but he tried hard to hold it back, looking extremely uncomfortable, and bringing a distraught expression to life.

The other princes and grandchildren were short of a lot of ranks.

Don't say that the other clan relatives, the people who followed all the way, felt that it was too fake.

Tens of thousands of people spontaneously followed the funeral procession. Many people couldn't help wiping their tears and knelt on the ground chanting long live Your Majesty.

"It's no wonder that a few princes lost to Emperor Hongde, this acting is not enough!"

Zhou Yi looked at the people in the self-distribution industry, and sighed: "Jingtai, the servant, after all, has done a lot of good things. It is hard to say that he is the Holy Lord of the Ming Dynasty. It can be called a diligent governance!"

Sanwu said, "Do you know what posthumous name Baiguan gave Jingtai'an?"

Zhouyi: "Based on Jingtai's life, posthumous title is Wu?"

Sanwu shook his head and said, "Jingtai is good at Wu Yiwen and suppressed the coefficient of civil servants for ten years. How could he be given such a posthumous posthumous title!"

"what is that?"

Zhou Yi wondered: "The first imperial decree of Emperor Hongde was to promote filial piety as the head and rule the country with filial piety. Would it be conniving to indulge civil servants in chaos?"

"The old man knows a lot of secrets..."

Sanwu said in a low voice: "The hundred officials had originally agreed to choose one of Jing, Zheng, Mu, and Lie. It is not as good as Emperor Wu, and it is also a good posthumous post."

"As a result, Hongde has repeatedly dismissed it, and ordering all officials does not need to take into account the fame of the first emperor. Since he is a posthumous post, he is prepared to be just and strict!"

"Hundred officials think that Hongde is pure filial piety, and in desperation, the posthumous posthumous title can be Wu... Guess what happened afterwards?"

When Zhou Yi and others heard the words, they couldn't help being curious.

This emperor Hongde was not simple, he could actually force hundreds of officials to retreat when he took office, but they all had the posthumous title of martial arts, so why did they change again?

"Huh! Hongde dismissed it again, and severely punished several officials, saying that they would only flatter the first emperor."

Sanwu sneered and continued: "After that, Wang Bo'an was a servant, and the letter said that the first emperor was violent and unaccompanied, killing innocent people, and the posthumous name is terrible!"

"Hongde directly approves the celebrity, and also praises Wang Boan for being upright, impartial and upright!"

Cough cough cough!

There was a coughing sound, and the dignified cultivator was choked.

No one in Luo Jing knows Wang Boan's experience of pacifying the sky, and Emperor Jingtai is closer to him than his son.

It turned out that Wang Boyan was the first person to scold in a letter after his death!

Zhou Yi scanned the funeral team and found that only Wang Ye was the only one who had not seen Wang Boyan, so he couldn't help but slander.

"This servant dare not even come to send the funeral, is it afraid that Emperor Jingtai will cheat his corpse to claim his life!"

Emperor Jingtai cherished feathers all his life, and even if he used no means for longevity, he had to let his son hold the tank, and the posthumous posthumous name was Li.

Since the establishment of the country, Emperor Jingtai was the first emperor to win the posthumous post.

Boom!

The bell sounded melodiously and thickly, spreading ten miles away.

The funeral team has reached the foot of Wusheng Mountain, and only the royal family members can carry the coffin and climb the mountain behind them.

The people who had sent them all the way stopped, and suddenly they knelt down and cried again.

"Emperor Li will be the emperor. Except for Taizu and Zhongzong, no emperor has sent tens of thousands of people to him."

Zhou Yi looked at the royal family members and said: "The cry of the people is more sincere than those relatives."

At this time, above Wusheng Mountain, there are many high-ranking third-ranking masters hidden, and the side gates of the Buddhism and Taoism schools of martial arts are all-encompassing.

Everyone heard what Zhouyi said that the spirit of the clan and the people could not help but nod their heads in agreement.

Many masters respected and hated Emperor Jingtai, respected him for being powerful, and hated him for trampling on his dignity.

On the first day Jingtai ascended to the throne, he struggled with the sect until he conquered the Buddhism and ordered the common monks to pay taxes together. After that, he overpowered the Yunzhou sect for decades.

Suddenly hearing that Jingtai was dead, there was always a feeling that an era had passed.

Providence is like a knife, empathy!

So rushed to Luojing overnight to send Jingtai for the last time.

Nearly 100,000 people gathered in the sky and underground on Wusheng Mountain. The people who were reluctant to see Jingtai off were the people who were sincerely seeing them off. The most ungodly ones were the clan officials.

The clan clan lifted the coffin to the mountainside, and had dug the grave in advance, and Yuan Jian was picking the treasure overnight.

In the teachings of the Taizu's legacy, all the funerals of the royal family were kept simple and equal to the common people.

Jian Yuan was standing on the edge of the pit, counting the time with his fingers, shook the copper bell in his hand, and said loudly.

"The hour has come, it's safe to be in the soil!"

Oh oh oh!

There was another wailing and weeping, and several princes clutched the coffin and shouted that they were reluctant to bear their father.

When Emperor Jingtai was alive, several sons passed by the Longevity Palace and walked around, lest they fall into the eyes of his father.

The headed Emperor Hongde, dressed in a black dragon robe, with a sad expression on his face, broke the long banner in his hand and threw it into the grave, saying: "Grandpa Emperor, I will visit you from time to time..."

The words were not finished yet, only a loud boom was heard.

The ground suddenly cracked, and a blue-gray figure emerged from it, swinging his fist towards Emperor Hongde.

When the incident happened suddenly, no one reacted, and watched the fist hit Emperor Hongde's head.

Hum!

The dazzling aura shone, protecting the whole body of Emperor Hongde, and resisting the attack.

"There are assassins!"

There was a scream from the clan family, and the faster King Chu was already fit and pounced on the assassin.

"Amitabha!"

The assassin Gao Xuanfo, his figure soaring, the blue and gray monk robe burst into pieces, revealing the golden body.

boom!

King Chu knocked the monk back ten feet with a fist, and then moved to keep up, with a red spear in his hand, which pierced the monk's eyebrows.

The appearance of the assassin caused the princes and grandchildren to stop their painful and wailing, and regretful, why didn't Emperor Hongde be beheaded. It happened to be on the Wusheng Mountain, I dug a hole and buried it, and the province had another funeral.

The monk assassin was far from the opponent of the Chu King, but with a few tricks, he broke a few holes in his body.

Emperor Hongde looked gloomy, was talking to Yuan Jianzheng, and ordered him to predict the origin of the assassin.

brush!

There was a sound of wind, which was a bit harsher than the wind on the mountain, and saw black shadows leaping from the ground, and the same pitch-black dagger pierced the heart of Empress Hongde!

Stabbed!

The short sword easily penetrates the aura of the protective body, and the black dragon robe, which is comparable to the superior magic weapon, is also easily split.

Seeing that the dagger was about to penetrate the back of the heart, Emperor Hongde heard a cold snort, and then the silver sword light surged out, sweeping the shadow assassin.

"Heart... Sword..."

The shadow assassin spoke with difficulty and bitterness, and then fell to the ground without a sound.

"Guardian! Escort!"

With a sharp voice, several servants and fathers had already rushed from the foot of the mountain to surround Emperor Hongde.

Father Chu fell into the battle group and joined forces with the Lord Chu to suppress the second-rank monk.

The monk soon died and his injuries became more and more serious.

Emperor Hongde ordered: "King Chu, Father Chu, be sure to capture them alive!"

"Amitabha!"

Hearing this, the monk no longer defended, clasping his hands together and proclaiming the Buddha: "The sea of ​​bitterness is boundless, turning back is the shore, turning back is the shore..."

After speaking, the relics will be broken by themselves, and their souls will be destroyed.

"Humph!"

Emperor Hongde snorted and asked, "Yuan Aiqing, you can tell the origins of the two!"

At this time, hundreds of officials who discovered the strangeness had rushed over and looked at Yuan Jianzheng one after another.

"Your Majesty, the origin of the assassin, the old way has been clear, but..."

Yuan Jianzheng glanced at Baiguan, and said: "I am a bit special, in case it is not allowed to cause a big mess!"

"Special? Dare to lie in ambush on the holy mountain and try to assassinate the king. This is to beat the whole Dagan in the face."

Emperor Hongde said angrily: "Yuan Aiqing doesn't need to care about anyone, now I will tell you the identity of the assassin!"

Yuan Jianzheng said: "Your Majesty, let me talk about this monk first. He was worshipped by the Pang family. He had practiced in the King Kong Temple and was driven out of the monastery for breaking the killing vow."

Emperor Hongde turned dark, looked at Pang Xianggong, and said, "Pang Aiqing went up to admit it, but Yuan Jianzheng is right?"

Pang Xianggong's complexion remained unchanged, he took a few steps forward to identify it carefully, and nodded and said.

"Your Majesty, it is indeed enshrined in the court house, but this evil monk is arrogant and domineering, and he doesn't even look at the subordinates. He was expelled from the Pang family as early as he went."

"It turned out to have been expelled!"

Emperor Hongde was very meaningful and continued: "Yuan Aiqing talked about the identity of another assassin."

Yuan Jianzheng bowed and said: "The assassin's name is Yan Ying, he is Yan Shoufu's younger brother, the second-rank martial arts master, and he is good at assassination..."

Wow!

There was an uproar among the hundreds of officials, and they subconsciously stayed away from the cabinet chief and assistant Yan Gao.

Many officials did not believe that Yan Gao would assassinate Emperor Hongde at the expense of his grandfather. However, it was his younger brother who made the shot, and he was only one step away from succeeding.

Such a relationship, I have to believe it!

The sword light that shot at the end instantly killed the second rank, which was obviously a way for the guardian martial sage to protect Emperor Hongde.

Emperor Hongde said solemnly: "Yan Aiqing, did I treat you harshly and even ordered my brother to assassinate?"

Yan Gao slowly took off his official hat, then knelt down and said.

"The minister... has nothing to say!"

The younger brothers Yan Ying and Yan Gao Yiwen Yiwu, known as a double master, the two brothers have deep affection. Even if Yan Ying didn't know why Yan Ying assassinated Emperor Hongde, Yan Gao knew that it would be useless to refute it anyway.

Pang Xianggong's expression changed, he looked at the sitting monk and knelt on the ground with a thud.

"Your Majesty, the minister has been wronged! That evil monk must have been deceived by the Yan family to make such a big rebellion!"

The dead Daoist is not dead to the poor Dao, and the Yan family is doomed to death, plus some crimes, it is nothing.

"Pang Aiqing is loyal and patriotic, I can trust it naturally."

As the Emperor Hongde said, he stepped forward to support Pang Xianggong, personally trimmed his clothes, and said: "Pang Aiqing will need to worry about many matters in the cabinet in the future!"

Pang Xianggong's expression changed slightly, and he was immediately sure that the assassination was a calculation by Emperor Hongde himself.

Although it is not clear why the monk and Yan Ying were controlled by Emperor Hongde, the cabinet has been completely controlled by Emperor Hongde since then.

Whether right or wrong, Emperor Hongde nodded, Pang Xianggong did not dare to refute it.

The cabinet dared to make Emperor Hongde dislike, and the accusation of murdering the king and conspiring against him was enough to make the Pang family extinct.

Pang Xianggong burst into tears, and said with gratitude: "The minister will live up to your majesty's trust!"

Emperor Hongde nodded slightly and waved.

The servant Si Gong Gong was detained strictly down the mountain, and Chu Gong Gong and the King of Chu escorted him.

At this time.

Several rays of light flew from a distance, and UU Reading www.uukanshu.com landed on Wusheng Mountain, the manifestation of which was enshrined by Wang Boyan and Xianfengsi.

"Report to your majesty!"

Wang Boyan knelt on the ground and said loudly: "The minister received a secret report, and Yan Gao cooperated with the third princes, intending to rebel. The Yanfu and Yuwangfu clan members have been arrested and put into prison!"

While watching a play, the third prince who secretly cursed Emperor Hongde's violent death, heard that his eyes turned black and fell to the ground and fainted.

Emperor Hongde waved his hand, and someone immediately dragged the three princes down and praised.

"Wang Aiqing did a good job, so together with me, I send Grandpa Huang to the burial!"

"The ministers will do their best and never give up!"

Standing on the edge of Jingtai Emperor's grave, Wang Boyan showed no fear on his face, as if he was looking at a passerby.

After that, nothing happened. With Emperor Hongde burying the last shovel of soil, a generation of Emperor Jingtai, after all, was nothing but loess, no different from ordinary people.

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