At the same time, in a brightly lit side hall in the imperial city.

A handsome young man wearing a bright yellow dragon robe, but with a hint of anger on his face, suddenly threw his hand and slammed a book on the table.

Looking at the group of Hanlin historians below who worked overtime to compile histories, write biographies, and determine posthumous titles for the late emperor in accordance with established rules, their expressions were a bit unsightly.

"What I wrote above is okay, but in the end, what do you mean by rebellious ministers and traitors colluding with the religious sect to bring trouble to the government? And causing the Supreme Emperor to become ill?

My dear friends, according to my words, this book of the history of the Ming Dynasty will be changed to read: My father suddenly fell ill and was unable to manage the affairs of state. How about I take orders in the face of danger?"

No matter after the death of the emperor or the humerus minister, the court has specialized officials responsible for evaluating his life experience, and his merits and demerits are passed on to future generations.

It is also called: to seal the coffin and determine the posthumous title, to establish the style first, to stimulate the clear and turbid, and to govern the way clearly.

Zhou Jingliang didn't care about the previous part of seeking truth from facts.

The historian's research was thorough, and even the young concubine Long Qingyan, whom he had little impression of, and his sister, the eldest princess Zhou Huangwu, were all recorded in the records.

But in the final description of the ending of Emperor Jianming Zhou Wenrui, although the role of the former third prince in it was not mentioned, it still made him extremely unhappy.

Since rebellious ministers and traitors are in power, is he an emperor a rebellious minister? Or a traitor? And how did he become the emperor?

Isn’t it just for nothing to allow future generations to speculate?

Hearing this, the leading Hanlin scholar suddenly raised his head, looked directly at the new emperor who was colluding with evil spirits, and said with great righteousness:

"Your Majesty, the first commandment of historians is: write in a straight line, and never change a word!"

The high-ranking young emperor just frowned.

I remembered that half a year ago, Ya's father led him to hold down the heads of those Qin Tian Prison's Five-Fun Ling Tai Lang, and chop off their heads one by one.

Only then did he help him chop down this upright and upright "person-in-charge".

So, he smiled coldly at his stubborn Hanlin bachelor:

"Emperor Wu Ni, drag us down, the Yi clan! Next one."

The Hanlin bachelor is gone, but there are two bachelor's degree students and two bachelor's degree students at the back. The portion is completely sufficient.

Zhou Jingliang asked the same question again in a dull tone:

"My dear! Tell me, how do you think this history book should be written?"

There is no doubt that there is only one answer he wants. At first, he cut less than six roads, and then he got his own throne.

This time he wanted to see if he could achieve a happy ending with just five cuts.

The Hanlin bachelor's degree student who was standing second in the audience came up tremblingly.

But the moment he heard this question, he suddenly stood up straight, cocked his neck and shouted:

"The first commandment of historians: write straight and straight, not one word is easy to read!"

Rebellious ministers and traitors, everyone will find them and punish them!"

"Kill! Next one!"

"kill!"

Same question, same answer, but none of the remaining four people gave in.

Zhou Jingliang, who was still confident at first, finally showed a hint of frustration on his face, and roared:

"Drag down the Yi Tribe, the Yi Tribe! Don't let me see these bastards who are unworthy of Heaven's grace!"

Civil servant's integrity? I want to see whether my sword is stronger or your bones are stronger!"

He just finished speaking.

Boom!

!

Suddenly there was a loud noise, and the side hall was shaking violently.

Zhou Jingliang was so startled that he fell down from the chair.

Fortunately, his [Panlong Art of War] had also reached the inhuman level of [Taoist], so he didn't make a fool of himself.

But when I raised my head and hurriedly looked at the sky outside, I happened to see the broom star that crossed the moon.

Suddenly, it felt as if a sharp arrow had suddenly pierced his heart.

"ah--!"

Kick, kick, kick...

He exclaimed in shock and took several steps back before leaning on the palace pillar to steady his body.

His eyes were lifeless, and he murmured: "When the comet hits the moon, the emperor dies! When the comet hits the moon, the emperor dies!..."

It wasn't until he saw Xue Jiexi, dressed in a crane official robe, striding into the palace that he seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw.

Without the bearing of an emperor, he rolled up to the ground and hugged Prime Minister Xue's thigh:

"Father, it's a comet hitting the moon. I don't want to die. Protect me, protect me!"

Xue Jiexi patted the Great Yan Emperor on the shoulder and comforted him in a broad voice:

"Your Majesty, don't worry. With my ministers here, nothing will happen to you."

Although he despised the new emperor in his heart, he didn't even have the magnanimity of that idiot Zhou Wenrui.

It's really like sacks for straw bags - one generation is worse than the other.

However, let Zhou Jingliang, the third prince who was originally not a wise man, but at least be rated as "qualified".

It became what it is now in just half a year, and it was all because of him, the traitor.

Such weak and incompetent emperors are the favorites of powerful ministers.

In fact, it is very simple to destroy a person in the shortest time, just make him lose something.

——Clear self-awareness!

Take ordinary people as an example.

It is difficult for a person to earn wealth beyond his ability and knowledge. Even if he is lucky enough to earn it, he will soon lose it again through various methods.

Until it matches your own abilities and cognition.

A young man who has not yet reached adulthood and has grown up in the hands of a woman in the palace is not a human being like Mr. Wang who has experienced the explosion of information and lived in his second life.

After suddenly ascending to a high position, he was surrounded by jackals, tigers and leopards, and even his own mother had a new child.

How could he control such power on his own?

Soon, Zhou Jingliang's originally normal temperament became extremely extreme, arrogant and arrogant, but he had no confidence or countermeasures when facing difficulties.

This man is actually useless.

Compared with the uncanny charm of those Fang Lin Zhai, it is clearly another form of puppetry.

"My biological child who is about to be born is the living Ming King appointed by the Buddha.

The obstructionist Zhou Jingliang and the half-dead Zhou Wenrui were just abandoned sons destined to be buried with the Great Flame Dragon Qi.

But before the blood sacrifice, they still need their emperor status to stabilize the dragon energy so that nothing can happen for the time being."

Xue Jiexi waved his hand and ordered a guard behind him:

"Pass me my order to first mobilize a battalion of [Sanyang Soldiers] from [Sanyang Small Realm] to be responsible for guarding His Majesty."

"Yes, Mr. Xiang!"

But before the guards left, Xue Jiexi waved his hand again as he looked at the sky above his head that had not dispersed for a long time:

"Forget it, I'll go there in person. I'm about to discuss such a major matter with Taoist Priest Honglianzi..."

While he was speaking, a red ray of light fell from the sky.

Appearing in a red Taoist robe, holding a jade Ruyi in his arms is the Marshal Honglianzi of the "Sanyang Sect".

He strode into the hall, nodded to Xue Jiexi, waved the "Jade Ruyi" embedded with three orbs, and opened a portal composed of three-color halo.

One is cyan, one is red, and one is white.

You can vaguely see what seems to be three small worlds behind the portal. The world in the cyan aperture is only a gray void.

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Like a prison, there are many figures with their eyes closed and unconscious, floating and sinking in it.

In the red aperture, there is a world similar to reality, with mountains, rivers, vegetation, fields and palaces.

In the last white circle of light, it looks like a Buddhist kingdom in the sky.

I saw the rays of light rising from the palace of the Heavenly King, and the purple flames spraying out from the front of the Dharma Protector Hall. The pagoda appeared, and the fragrance of flowers came from the bowl. The world of mortals will not end all karma, and the Dharma Hall will be unfailing for all kalpas...

If you compare it with the [Xiao Leiyin Temple] built by that evil monk, it will immediately pale in comparison.

A group of [Three Yang Soldiers] with a fiery aura were emerging from the white circle of light, guarding the little emperor.

"Sanyang Small Realm? The family records of those Tao soldiers and Zhou Wenrui were all locked up here!"
To be continued...