Chinese heroes against the heavens

Chapter 51 The Death of Wei Zhongxian

After sending Tianqi to be responsible for transporting the armor, Luo Jianguo opened the system again and prepared to use up the summoning quota just given by the system. After all, it would not produce offspring if it was not used, so why waste resources?
"System, use the summoning quota!"

"Congratulations to the host for getting Wei Zhongxian!"

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In the winter of the Seventh Year of the Apocalypse, in the small city of Fucheng in the southeast of Hebei, a team of exhausted convoys were slowly entering in the cold air. The convoy skipped the luxurious hotels in the city, and finally chose to stay in a somewhat dilapidated hotel in Nanguan. The Youshi Hotel stopped.

As soon as the convoy stopped, the driver of the carriage jumped out of the carriage immediately, took out a low stool and placed it beside the carriage frame as a step.After everything was ready, the driver bowed his back and said respectfully to the inside of the car:

"Eunuch Wei, we're here!"

After finishing speaking, the coachman turned to the other side of the carriage, stood on tiptoe and slowly opened the curtain.

After the curtain was completely opened, a middle-aged man with an honest but somewhat delicate appearance got out of the carriage.

After looking around for a while and confirming that there was no problem, he bowed and carefully helped an old man with fair face and hair to get off the bike.

The white-faced old man stood still after getting out of the car, and was fascinated by the desolate streets of Fucheng. The cold wind in Nanguan made the white-faced old man's hair flutter.

"Godfather, come into the house quickly, the evil wind is in full swing at this time, your body needs to be taken care of!"

The white-faced and well-dressed old man was taken aback when he heard the middle-aged man's words, and murmured:
"The evil wind is in full swing?"

Looking up, a gust of wind swirls recklessly on the street full of loess, rolling up a burst of yellow sand from time to time, dyeing the whole sky in a hazy state, and everything you look at is chaos.

In this situation, the old man's wrinkled face was full of sorrow!

"Godfather, come into the house quickly, your health is important! Only by taking care of your health can you be loyal to the emperor!"

The white-haired old man, who was still in a daze just now, couldn't help but soften his complexion after hearing the word "Emperor", as if he remembered something happy.

Daming Royal Garden

"Zhongxian, do you think this wooden carving looks like me?" A noble young man with a warm smile on his face, holding a four-dimensional wooden carving, asked the white-haired eunuch with a little show off between his brows. road.

The old eunuch put on an exaggerated expression after hearing the words, and exclaimed in disbelief:
"Excellent, it's so ingenious, old slave... this old slave can't find words to describe it, it's so wonderful, so beautiful, so wonderful, the emperor's craftsmanship, even if the old master loses the class, he will have to Be willing to bow down!"

The young man was in a good mood after hearing this, and threw the wood carving to the white-haired old eunuch and said:

"Hahaha~ You old bastard is really good at acting, then I will give you this treasure!"

Seeing the wooden carving thrown over, the old eunuch hurriedly staggered to hold it, with a solemn expression, as if he was grabbing some rare treasure!
"Hey, thank you for the reward from the emperor, this old slave got this treasure, I will definitely take it back and enshrine him, and pray for the emperor every day!"

"That's what you said. As long as I live, I must hear you praying for me every day! Not even one day less!"

Looking at the emperor's serious eyes, Wei Zhongxian's heart trembled, he couldn't help but bowed his head and knelt on the ground, let his vision gradually become hazy, and said loudly in a choked tone:
"The old slave promises to pray for the emperor every day, and for the emperor's thousands of miles of land! Pray for the emperor's long live, long live, and pray for the eternal life of the Ming Dynasty! If one day I hope to pray, the emperor... the emperor will Take off the old slave's head!"

The young emperor let out a hearty laugh after hearing this:

"Haha~ I can't bear to pick off my Daban Wei's head!"

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A gust of cold wind hit, the white-faced old man shuddered, and the picture of spring blossoms in his mind was shattered into nothingness.

The white-faced old man who came back to his senses looked at the dilapidated and desolate street scene in front of him, and the sad and long nine bells of Jingyang Palace seemed to ring in his ears again that day.Then, like a fool, he murmured repeatedly:
"My lord? That's right, our family can't die, our family can't die, at least not now, at least our family can't die now! Can't, can't, can't die, can't die..."

Seeing the madness of the old man, the middle-aged man couldn't help showing pain, and shouted to the surroundings:

"Come here, my godfather is sick again, come here quickly! Help my godfather into the room to rest!"

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in the middle of the night

The gate of Fucheng Nanguan, which had been in disrepair for a long time, was slowly opened, and the sound of "click click~" made people suspect that it might die at any time and then crashed to the ground.

"Tapa~Tapa~"

The sound of horseshoes sounded in the quiet streets of Nanguan, Fuyang, and even in the dilapidated houses beside the road with poor sound insulation, people who had finally fallen asleep after suffering in the cold winter were also awakened.

The first reaction of these people after waking up was not to curse the sound of horseshoes that disturbed the dream, but to call the family members around them softly to confirm that their bodies were still warm, and then they breathed a sigh of relief.

"Appreciate~"

The sound of controlling the horse was drawn out in the dark night, followed by a panting sound, and the knight on the horse completely ignored the white gas that was about to spit out from his mouth!
"Tatata~Tata Tower~"

After a rush of going upstairs, there was a "squeak~" on the second floor. The sour sound of the door opening echoed throughout the empty lobby of the hotel for a long time, circling like a moan, and refused to hide for a long time go!

Not long after, the entire Youshi Hotel was lit with oil lamps, but the dim lights could not dispel the suffocating darkness.

The white-faced old man was wearing a white coat, sitting on the bed with a big horse and a golden sword, his eyes were fixed on the back of the equestrian messenger, until the middle-aged man in the daytime called him many times before he slowly came back to his senses.

"Godfather, godfather, what should I do?" the middle-aged man whispered with despair in his eyes.

Seeing that the old man didn't reply for a long time, the middle-aged man suddenly looked hopeful, as if thinking of something, he grabbed the white-faced old man's sleeve and said excitedly:
"Godfather, why don't you run away, hide your name from now on, and go to a place where no one knows you! At that time, the boy will take the blame, maybe kill the boy, and now the emperor's anger is mostly gone, so he won't continue to pursue you? "

The old man still kept his eyes straight and remained silent.

"Godfather, godfather! What's the matter with you? Say something! The current emperor is going to kill you, and Jin Yiwei is already on his way to arrest you! If you are caught by those despicable hypocrites in the court, they will definitely kill you!" Tormenting you insanely!"

"Hahahahahahaha~"

Compared with the middle-aged man who had already lost his size, the white-faced old man suddenly burst out laughing, and what is strange is that this woman's soft and thin voice sounds extraordinarily heroic at this time!

"Godfather, what's wrong with you, godfather?" The middle-aged man looked at the old man in front of him in astonishment.

"Our family is just laughing at those princes who are like clowns jumping on the court, and now our family is left alone, just a grassroots, with no power in their hands! Cough cough cough~"

Having said this, the emotional white-faced old man coughed violently, and a sickly flush appeared on his pale face.Seeing the old man's appearance, the middle-aged man at the side immediately patted the old man's back to relieve his cough.

After the cough was relieved, the white-faced old man raised his hand and gestured for the middle-aged man to stop before continuing:
"But even so, they are in power! They are still afraid of our family. They are afraid that our family will return to the court one day, killing their heads, and blood flowing like rivers! Hahaha~cough cough~, these gutters will always go to hell! A stinky rat who can't stand the table!"

"Cough, cough, cough~" After another cough, the voice of the white-faced old man gradually became lower, like a fierce ghost in Nine Nethers!

"Our family really wants to tear their ugly and hypocritical faces face to face, so that the world can see what kind of ugly faces these hypocrites who are full of benevolence and morality are! I really want to personally send them into the [-]th level of hell. Being pierced by thousands of arrows and being boiled and fried!" Speaking of this, the white-haired old man had already gritted his teeth, wishing to eat his flesh and drink his blood!
But then his tone stagnated, his expression was no longer ferocious, and his red eyes were full of regret and sighed:

"It's just hateful, hateful~"

"Our family reminded the emperor at the beginning that this group of hypocrites should be wiped out, and their nine families will be punished! But the emperor is kind-hearted, and he hates killing the most, and he doesn't want the court to be stained with blood. At that time, our family also thought that these thieves could do nothing. Feng Lang, for the sake of stability, let them go!"

"Cough cough~"

"I didn't expect that these devoid of conscience would dare to attack the emperor!"

Speaking of this, the white-haired old man's face was like a ghost, his eyes were full of blood and tears, and he began to cry sadly:

"My lord, it's the old slave who is sorry for you! My lord, it's the old slave who failed your trust! The old slave deserves death, the old slave deserves death~"

Li Chaoqin at the side saw his godfather looking like a madman, and felt sad, and couldn't help crying too.

The black clouds were densely covered, the heavy snow fell suddenly, and the fluttering crystal white fell all over the sky. The mournful crying sounded here for a long time, as if it had spread thousands of miles away.

On a suitable day, when Jin Yiwei, who had been raiding all night, opened the door to arrest him, the white-haired old man hung neatly under the beam.

At the same time, he was still holding a four-dimensional wood carving in his hand...

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History of the Ming Dynasty: After Zhu Youjian succeeded to the throne, he cracked down on and punished the eunuch party, punished Wei Zhongxian for ten major crimes, ordered him to be arrested and prosecuted, hanged himself to death, and the rest of the party was also purged.

(End of this chapter)