I did n’t let the audience continue to watch. Jiang Yi felt that it would be on the live broadcast. His expression was afraid that he would get out of control.

So, at the moment when the Emperor Yongle was shocked, the moment when all the audience waited, the screen of the live broadcast room slowly turned black from both sides.

Like in the concert hall, the curtain slowly pulled.

"Fuck! Keep watching!"

"Don't, don't, I am willing to spend the night tonight, Jiang Shen, continue to broadcast it for us!"

"Say, Jiang Shen, how much money can you buy you, is the magic?" Is a house a house enough? "

"It's time to break when it is so exciting, this can be done!"

Therefore, while the venue was sensational, the customer service hotline in the national stage exploded in less than a minute.

"Hey, let Jiang Shen continue to broadcast, the world will not explode, Jiang Shen will not take a holiday!"

"Let Jiang Shen start the next issue, okay, I will be crowdfunding immediately!"

"Want me to say, this is not good for your country to do this, what are you always hanging our appetite?!"

"Anyway, tell us when the next issue will come, there are eggs, no time?"

Nympho

The reminders from all over the world have continued to call. This time it can be described as ahead.

What the audience didn't know was that although they couldn't see it, after Jiang Yi was broadcast, he watched the every move of Emperor Yongle.

He always feels that he is getting closer and closer to the yin ...

"Or the father of the father knows the nature of Yunye, but since he guessed that he would sit down the throne, why not give up the position directly?"

"Well, presumably he didn't guess, Yun Ye would be so ruthless to us, otherwise he would feel bad."

Emperor Yongle slowly approached the portrait, and wanted to see that his father's emperor left so much gold for him.

After all, a good father, a good father, broke his heart for him!

Because of this, in front of 'Gold', Emperor Yongle felt that he had to worship his father, and expressed his gratitude to his spirit of heaven.

What he didn't notice was that Jin Yiwei beside him had always been weird, and he stopped talking a few times.

"Father Emperor, thank you for giving you so much wealth for your children, please rest assured, the child will complete your unfinished ambitions!"

"Every unintentional wish for you will be done one by one for you one by one!"

Emperor Yongle seemed to be on it, and said one after another: "If it is not done, it is not good to be the emperor of this Ming, the child is not worthy of being your son!"

"In this world, we will be all Ming!"

After speaking, Emperor Yongle worshiped Zhu's ancestor.

Later, I slowly approached the box over the box.

His breathing gradually increased, and he was a little excited and nervous.

As everyone knows, in the modern world, a young man is more nervous than him.

‘Zhu Laofu, do n’t you really leave the widow, anyway, leave some treasures for Emperor Yongle, otherwise I’ m going to see it. ’

Jiang Yi prayed secretly.

"Bang!"

Emperor Yongle opened a box!

It turned out that the corner of the lips suddenly stiffened!

The happy mood instantly seemed to be swallowed by the clouds!

"Why are there folding it?"

Emperor Yongle Sandaly glanced at Jin Yiwei: "Could it be that you swallowed the treasure of Taizu?"

"this……"

"I dare not!"

Jin Yiwei was aggressive and immediately bowed towards the Emperor Yongle.

Emperor Yongle always stared at the reaction of Jin Yiwei and the expression of the expression, and quickly determined that Jin Yiwei did not lie.

But he was not in a hurry to let Jin Yiwei flatter, but picked up a fold.

"The fourth child, let's know that you will usurp the throne one day!"

Emperor Yongle did not respond very much, he had inferred this.

However, the next sentence made him stunned like Wu Lei!

"When you see this letter, have you succeeded in Feng Tianjing?"

This sentence can scare him lightly, and it is like a bird of surprise. The condition reflects this folding back into the box!

"This is really written by grandfather?"

Emperor Yongle looked at Jin Yiwei, and his eyes were full of murderousness.

Rao was Jin Yiwei, and he couldn't help but squeeze in front of him, and replied: "Yes."

"Are you sure someone has imitated his handwriting?"

He walked around Jin Yiwei.

Jin Yiwei lowered his head and replied in a fright: "Your Majesty you know, Jin Yiwei has always been the most loyal to the emperor!"

"If you don't believe it, it is willing to prove your innocence with death!"

"How do you know that the grandfather knows that you will Feng Tianjing, are you a fool?!"

Emperor Yongle drank angrily.

"I haven't seen any content in the widow, I don't know these subordinates, please forgive me!"

Jin Yiwei felt that the heads of the Jiu tribe were pressed on his shoulders, but he did not dare to anger the emperor immediately.

Emperor Yongle looked at the portrait, and after a moment of silence, he asked, "Tai Zu ... Haven't you died yet?"

"Where is he living in a mountain forest, or is it going to travel around?"

He had to doubt that his father was very longevity, otherwise this could not be explained at all.

"This is impossible. Everything is written by the grandfather, and it is handed over to me by myself, not his temporary intention."

Jin Yiwei bear the heavy weight.

Emperor Yongle picked up the folded son again and looked at it again, scanned it.

"We don't care if you are rebellious, we are even more pleased!"

"The reason why we still set up Zhu Yunzheng is that he is afraid of changing too much, which affects your future achievements ..."

He looked at this folding one by one, and the more he looked, the more outrageous.

If this was not the handwriting of Zhu Muzu, and there was indeed a printed seal of the ancestor, he had already pulled the Jinyiwei out and chopped it.

"Could it be the Father Emperor learned the art of God?"

Emperor Yongle thought so.

Open a new fold at will, which reads:

"We never thought that one day we could go to Huaxia, hundreds of years later, and the Emperor Qin Hanwu, the Emperor Tang's emperor cast the hero. We also held the children of later generations and accompanied them for a good year!"

"We think it's worth this life!"

"The fourth child, if a young man opened a golden door to find you in the future, you can't cut him. He is the descendants of our later generations and the descendants of our Daming!"

"He took me a year in later generations, if you also thought about it, um ..."

"Just find him a daughter -in -law!"

"Remember, his daughter -in -law must be the youngest and beautiful woman in Daming, otherwise he will easily be brought to Cao Cao!"

Emperor Yongle became more and more confused. He felt that his father's death was a magic before his death?

What do you write about ?!

Not to mention whether there are future generations, even if there are, he has to find a daughter -in -law for future generations?!

Emperor Yongle's expression is almost solidified!

He then looked down, and saw the end of the folding son at the end: "Yes!"

"The name of the later life is Jiang Yi, don't you make a mistake!"

"Jiang Yi?"

Emperor Yongle's eyes appeared.

In his opinion at this time, this one named Jiang Yi must be a god stick pretending to be a ghost, deceiving his father and emperor ...

But why did he know that he would Feng Tianjing?

This person must have some different techniques, and then he lied to his father!

Emperor Yongle's "Lishui" thought immediately ordered:

"Search all the men named Jiang Yi within the scope of Daming, regardless of whether they are young and old, they will catch the palace!"

Before the mirror of time and space.
Chapter completed!