Chapter 490: Step by step, you and I are all wrong
Along with the dust rising.
Li Chunfeng's tomb was opened directly by Yuan.
Yuan held his nose and took a step back, looking inside the tomb. Then he was slightly startled because there was nothing in the coffin. He did not see the corpse of the legendary figure from the Tang Dynasty here. It was empty and empty.
There is only one book and one badge.
Yuan leaned down and took the waist card in his hand.
The whole thing is dark. On the front are the six characters "Sili Xiaowei of the Great Han Dynasty". On the other hand, you can see a word like an iron painting and a silver hook.
guard.
Yuan's memory was a little fuzzy, and he vaguely seemed to remember this thing.
But I have forgotten what this thing means in my life.
He put away the waist badge, and then picked up the volume from Li Chunfeng's tomb. As expected, it was the original volume of "Tui Bei Tu", which was once on Kunlun, from the river map.
It was copied from the Luoshu and was completed with great effort by two great alchemists, Yuan Tiangang and Li Chunfeng.
Expand "Tui Bei Diagram".
Yuan pondered slowly, trying to decipher this ancient book.
The history of the Ming Dynasty unfolded before his eyes, turning into two completely different paths. One path was that Emperor Hongwu lost his scabbard, was violent and ruthless, and eliminated most of the heroes and generals. The prince passed away and Zhu Di took the throne.
, the internal strife of the Ming Dynasty led to many changes in the Tumu Fort.
The other way is the current situation.
Emperor Hongwu passed the throne to the crown prince, Taizong, and Zhu Di became a famous general in the empire, conquering the east and west.
Because Zhu Biao is still alive, no one from top to bottom dares to rebel.
Some advisers even advised Zhu Di to become independent, but Zhu Di personally tied him up and gave him to his eldest brother.
Naturally, there has been nothing like Tumu Fortress along the way.
But somewhere, things converged, and the paths of destiny aligned.
No matter it is a powerful or slightly weak Ming Empire, no matter how powerful it is, when you meet a person who likes to practice Taoism so much that he does not go to court for 20 or 30 years, ignores political affairs, and uses regular China as his way to practice Taoism.
The emperor who has no nourishment will be dragged down life and death.
Therefore, all it takes for this changed Ming Dynasty to have such a prodigal son is enough to drag the entire China into the abyss, and make the accumulation of the previous two hundred years disappear in just one life.
The decline of the Ming Dynasty began in Jiajing.
But Jiajing does not necessarily need to be the same person.
Whether it was the original Zhu Houcong or the current emperor.
It doesn’t matter who they are, as long as they have completed their obsessive cultivation and ignored government affairs for thirty years.
It can be transformed into 'Jiajing' and let history return to its original trajectory.
It is like a nail that firmly fixes the history that is heading towards another trajectory.
The history that he had changed was pulled back on the road to disaster in this place. After that, civil servants formed an alliance with each other, and even Jiajing's grandson also learned from his grandfather and became an emperor who ignored government affairs for decades.
, only more than twenty years after him, the Ming Dynasty fell.
The historical convergence is complete.
"Someone took action..."
Yuan whispered, he had changed four nodes.
But now, someone has rearranged the emperor to come into contact with the so-called Dajiao of Taoism, to guide and persuade.
Such a new Emperor Jiajing was ‘created’.
I made a miscalculation. Time is long, there are too many things in history, and there are too many uncertainties. Since you can find ways to change nodes and affect the future, there is no doubt that there are also people who can make changes.
Node, pull this future back again.
I relied on "Tui Bei Tu".
So what does the other party rely on?
There seemed to be an invisible curtain covering the front, making Yuan frown and look ugly.
The scene of the catastrophe kept changing before our eyes.
"Tuibei Diagram" shows that the catastrophe is ahead of schedule.
It will come suddenly at a time when you are completely unprepared.
My heart tingled slightly.
He felt as if he was being set up.
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This world is already the thirty-fourth year of Jiajing. Yuan Zhong was walking in the Ming Dynasty at this time. Because he had the original text of "Tui Bei Tu" in his hand, he could see it more clearly. It seemed that the other party was trying to "rectify things and return to chaos".
The world is worse than the 'original' history revealed by Tuibeitu.
All problems are serious. When walking through Jiangsu and Zhejiang, I even heard children clapping their hands and singing the local nursery rhyme, "Jiajing Jiajing, every house is clean." The adults on the side looked numb and turned a blind eye. Only the officials
When I pass by, I will wake up and push the children away.
What Yuan saw and heard along the way made his emotions become more and more depressed.
There is no limit to the amount of money spent on worshiping gods and cultivating immortals, building temples, holding fast rituals, and visiting for immortality. Even before this emperor passed, the Ming Dynasty's more than a hundred years of prosperity and peace were almost in ruins.
In order to worship the gods, Jiajing carried out large-scale construction, built palaces and altars, and did not rest for a year.
When Yuan returned to Zhejiang, he was sitting in a restaurant and faintly heard the hissing of a snake in his ears. He frowned slightly and tapped with his fingers. A drop of wine flew out and then pierced the window. He heard a low scream.
The hissing sound of the snake also subsided.
When he woke up in the 18th year of Jiajing's reign, he was in Tianmu Mountain, Zhejiang Province. During the collapse, thousands of snakes swam around. It was at that time that he was entangled by this monster. The monster seemed to be greedy for his flesh and blood, so he died.
He is obsessed with me and refuses to leave.
If you are diligent, you will come every three days, if you are lazy, you will appear every ten days and keep sneak attacks.
Of course, none of them were successful.
Only this time, when the monster left, he was a little embarrassed. He accidentally broke the door of the cubicle next to him and heard a cry of surprise from inside. Yuan was slightly surprised when he heard a slightly familiar voice and walked over.
Among the three people over there, they saw a familiar figure.
"Ru Zhong?"
Hearing the sound, Wu Ruzhong raised his head, his face froze for a moment, and he said in disbelief:
"...Mr. Yuan?"
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A banquet was held again at Wu Ruzhong's home, but now, the young man who liked to talk about weird things instead of studying is now a middle-aged man with gray hair on his temples, already in his forties, and now he is the Prime Minister of Changxing County.
He was surprised and happy that he could still see Mr. Yuan from back then.
In order to facilitate walking, Yuan's appearance naturally changed slightly.
But in general, her eyebrows are gentle and elegant, and her black hair and jade hairpin cannot escape. In those days, her gentleness also showed a lot more elegance and solemnity.
"This is my good friend Shen Kun. He was ranked first in the first class of Jinshi in the 20th year of Jiajing, and he was awarded the number one scholar. This is Xu Zhongxing, a native of Tianmu Mountain. He was a Jinshi in the 29th year of Jiajing and is also a good friend of mine."
Introduction by Wu Ruzhong.
It may be difficult for others to imagine how this man, who was only born in Sui Gong and got an official status, became good friends with two Jinshi, and even one of them was the number one scholar. But this Wu Chengen, although he did not like reading, except for the eight-legged essay
Besides, he is very talented and charming.
Yuan meets the two of them.
Wu Ruzhong introduced Mr. Yuan as an old friend he had met in Yingtian Mansion.
Seeing his elegant demeanor, Shen and Kun wanted to make friends. They went back to Wu Ruzhong's house to talk and drink. After drinking, they naturally closed the door and criticized the current affairs, talked about the current chaos, and talked about the emperor's spiritual practice.
Shu, the border passes were abolished, and the troops from the north and the south were talked about. Finally, Xu Zhongxing exhaled a breath of turbidity and said bitterly:
"It's all the treacherous minister Yan Song who deceived the Holy Spirit!"
Shen Kun also secretly hated:
"If we can one day show our ambition, we will definitely capture Yan Song!"
Wu Ruzhong was the same way. Several people were aggrieved, but Yuan didn't say anything more. He raised his eyes and looked at these people. After hearing them say that the traitor was abominable, Shen Kun sighed: "I only hope that the emperor will be able to rule the dynasty.
Talk to the prime minister, attendants, and officials to discuss the interests of the world and cleanse decades of accumulated mistakes."
"Why worry about the world if it is not cured? Why not worry about everything if it is not dealt with? This is just for Your Majesty to cheer up!"
During the banquet, Yuan remained silent.
When Wu Ruzhong sent all his half-drunk friends out, he turned around and saw that the man in gray robe was silent all the time, but he was not drunk at all. The two talked about parting, and then refilled their glasses. After they were half drunk,
Wu Chengen suddenly slapped his forehead and said with a smile: "Just wait..."
He turned around, took out a manuscript, and said with a smile:
"Here, this is the first draft I wrote."
"Although it is far from being said that it has been written into a book, it is pretty good. Hahaha, as I get older, I feel that you are more and more familiar. During this period of time, I occasionally dream, and what I dream about are some ridiculous and unruly things.
The yellow sand is long, and it’s a foreign country, but I have written down all of it.”
Yuan asked curiously: "Do we still want to write about gods and Buddhas?"
Wu Ruzhong, who has experienced half of his life, ups and downs in officialdom, and met all kinds of people, laughed at himself:
"Where are the gods and Buddhas?"
"Everywhere is glamorous, but everywhere is a mess."
"But I wrote some ghosts and ghosts, which are just fox demons and ghosts."
Yuan took the manuscript, which contained the story of a monkey king escorting a holy monk to the West to obtain scriptures.
It's still very rough, and as for the origin of the Monkey King, it just follows the normal theory, saying that he was a big monster who once disturbed the waters. As for the previous experience, it is briefly mentioned. Although the subsequent experience is good, it is only well written.
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Over there, Wu Ruzhong was still drinking heavily.
"Mr. Yuan seems a little depressed?"
Yuan said slowly: "I just have a doubt."
Wu Ruzhong asked curiously: "What's the matter?"
Yuan pondered for a long time, sat at the table, feeling the depression during this period, and suddenly asked:
"A simple thing, even I can see from this. Yan Song's failure is not because of how powerful he is, but because the current emperor needs checks and balances... The emperor has been hiding behind the scenes for so many years but he can control it.
rights, he needs a spokesperson of his own."
"I'm also worried that this spokesperson will rob me of my rights."
"That's why Xia Yan will die because he is too upright."
"Yan Song must use corruption to show that he has no ambition, and make enemies everywhere to show that he is absolutely safe. The more those officials impeach him and oppose him, the more he will be able to work with the emperor. Moreover,
All the money spent in these years was used to pay for the Emperor’s Zhai Palace and pay tribute to him.”
"This is a check and balance, the emperor, the civil servants, Yan Song, the balance between each other."
"I can see that the reason for everything is not Yan Song, but Jiajing."
Yuan closed his eyes and seemed to see layers of networks around him.
The man behind the scenes, in order to detonate the disaster in advance and offset all his previous efforts, has laid out the general trend and re-created a 'Jiajing', like one line after another. His efforts saved Chang Yu.
Chun, who saved Empress Ma and Zhu Biao, stopped Zhu Di's coup, and killed the poisonous dragon, was about to be wiped out by these.
While he was sleeping and unconscious, the other party had laid a plan that could change the future. These plans, together with what he saw and felt after he woke up, seemed to have completely tied him up, and he felt like he was breathless and approaching step by step.
In the third year of Jiajing's reign, Datong rebelled.
In the 14th year of Jiajing's reign, there was a mutiny in Liaodong. The emperor selected concubines and held a sutra banquet.
In the 19th year of Jiajing's reign, Ji Nang invaded Datong. In June, the Wara tribe invaded the frontier fortress. The emperor selected hundreds of ladies to enter the palace and refine elixirs.
Twenty-one years after Jiajing, he never paid attention to the government affairs.
In the tenth month of the twenty-third year of Jiajing's reign, I replied to Chaobian.
In the twenty-fifth year of Jiajing's reign, I answered the call of Khan and knocked at the gate. In the first month of the following year, the emperor selected 300 ladies to enter the palace.
Not to mention the various taxes that were increased to build the Zhai Palace.
The emperor built tall buildings.
However, the common people ended up in Jiajing Jiajing, and every family had a clean ending.
A gloomy aura made Yuan's heart surge. This time, the situation seemed to be a fatal disaster that could not be opened again. The reality is like this, and the future disaster is also like this. This time, it spans hundreds of years, and the confrontation for the future is...
He lost, and it was already too late. Not only was the catastrophe not stopped or delayed, it was even accelerated than before.
But at this time, for some reason, he suddenly calmed down.
The opponent made every move, but made a miscalculation.
The man in gray robe looked at Wu Ruzhong, who was stunned, as if he couldn't believe that the person in front of him would say such treacherous words, and said calmly:
"I have met many people, many, many people, but why do you all think."
"Expelling Yan Song will solve the problem, why..."
Wu Ruzhong's palms were shaking violently and his scalp was numb.
The elegant man's words were gentle and quiet, and he gently chopped with his palm:
"Aren't you going to get rid of Jiajing?"
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With a click, the cup in Wu Ruzhong's hand fell to the ground and he sat down on the ground.
His palms trembled, his pupils shrank violently, as if he couldn't believe that the elegant gentleman in front of him would say these words, his voice was hoarse, and he said: "...You, Mr. Yuan, don't, don't act rashly..., where is the Holy One?
It is a place like a heavenly palace. If you go there alone, you will only die."
"As long as all the ministers work together, they can always reach heaven to hear it. Don't do it, don't do it to death."
Yuan stretched out his hand to help Wu Ruzhong up, "It doesn't matter."
"I seem to have seen people do such things before."
After he thought about it clearly, his thoughts calmed down and he even made a joke:
"So I'm pretty experienced."
Wu Ruzhong murmured: "Loyal to the emperor and patriotic, Mr. Keyuan, you..."
Yuandao: "Who is loyal to the Zhu family or the people of China?"
He said to himself: "They seem to have miscalculated a little..."
"You miscalculated my character."
"My purpose was also miscalculated..."
Wu Ruzhong was speechless.
When he raised his head, he saw that Mr. Yuan, who looked to be in his forties, shook his head and suddenly turned into his young self again. The previous depression was completely gone. Wu Ruzhong was stunned.
, his palms trembled, he lost his composure in shock, and said in a voiceless voice:
"You...who are you?!"
The young man didn't answer, just said goodbye and walked out of Wu's house.
The sleeves of the robe rolled past Wu Chengen's eyes. In a trance, it seemed as if this gray robe had turned into a simple Taoist robe.
The jade hosta turned into a wooden one, and a yellow scarf on the cuffs burned fiercely.
The young Taoist holds a nine-section staff and walks slowly.
But in a blink of an eye, it seemed to be just an illusion, and the person who walked out in front of him was still the elegant young man.
Wu Ruzhong stared blankly, knowing in his heart that a certain possibility was about to become a reality, and his scalp was numb.
I don’t know how much time passed, but suddenly a surge of blood came to life, and countless plots suddenly came to life in my mind. I ran to the table again, stretched out my arms, swept the wine glasses and plates on the table to the ground, took out the white paper, and dipped it in the wine.
The ink was written heavily, the iron strokes were drawn with silver hooks, and the momentum was fierce, which was unprecedented in the previous drafts.
Trembling, I wrote each word, and a spirit of fighting against injustice blended into it.
Then something happened that shocked the world.
Jiajing thirty-four years.
September: One hundred and sixty ladies are selected to enter the palace.
The emperor fasted and had a ritual ceremony.
An immortal rode a dragon into the capital.
PS: The second update today... 4,600 words... there should be a third update...
It's just a patch to solve some previous pitfalls and the enemy's foreshadowing. Of course, there are still some past events...
Or, is there still a pot? I hope I can finish writing it soon...