Museum of Demons

Accompanied by the air of dust rising.

Li Chunfeng's tomb was directly opened by Yuan.

Yuan held his nose and took a step back, looked into the tomb, and then was slightly stunned, because there was nothing in the coffin - he didn't see the body of the legendary figure in the Tang Dynasty here, it was empty and empty. things.

There is only one book and one badge.

Yuan bent down and took the waist card in his hand.

The whole is dark, and on the front are the six big characters of the big Han Sili Xiaowei. On the other hand, you can see a word like a silver hook painted on iron——

guard.

Yuan Yuan's memory is a little fuzzy, he seems to vaguely remember this thing.

But he forgot what this thing meant in his own life.

He put this waist card away, and then picked up the book in Li Chunfeng's tomb. As expected, it was the original book of Tui Bei Tu. It was rubbed on Luoshu, and it was completed by Yuan Tiangang and Li Chunfeng, two great alchemists.

Expand Tui Bei Tu.

Yuan pondered slowly, groping to decipher this ancient book.

The context of Daming unfolded before his eyes, and turned into two completely different paths. One path was that Emperor Hongwu lost his scabbard. He was tyrannical and ruthless, and cleaned up most of the famous heroes. The prince passed away and Zhu Di seized the throne , the Ming Dynasty had internal friction, so that many things changed after the Civil Fortress.

The other way is the current situation.

Emperor Hongwu passed on the crown prince as Taizong, and Zhu Di was a famous general of the empire, who conquered from east to west.

Because Zhu Biao was still alive, none of the brothers dared to rebel.

Some counselors even persuaded Zhu Di to stand on his own, but Zhu Di personally tied him up and gave it to his elder brother.

Naturally, there was nothing like a civil fort along the way.

But things converge somewhere, and the trajectories of fate are unified.

Regardless of whether it is a powerful Ming Empire or a slightly weak Ming Empire, no matter how powerful its background is, when you meet a person who likes to practice Taoism very much, does not go to court for a full twenty or thirty years, ignores political affairs, and uses the formal Shenzhou as his own way to practice Taoism. The emperor who is nourished will be dragged down for life.

Therefore, it only needs to let such a prodigal son appear in this changed Ming Dynasty, it is enough to drag the whole of China into the abyss, and make the accumulation of the previous two hundred years come to naught in just one life.

The decline and fall of Ming Dynasty began in Jiajing.

But Jiajing doesn't necessarily need to be the original person.

Whether it is the original Zhu Houcong, or the current emperor.

It doesn't matter who they are, as long as they have completed indulging in cultivation and ignoring the government for thirty years.

It can be turned into 'Jiajing' and let history return to its original track.

Like a nail, it firmly fixes the history that has gone to another track.

The history I changed was pulled back to the path of catastrophe in this place. After that, the civil servants formed alliances with each other, and even Jiajing's grandson also imitated his grandfather and became an emperor who ignored the government for decades. , only twenty years after him, the Ming Dynasty perished.

The historical confluence is complete.

Someone has made a move...

Yuan Yuan whispered, he has already changed four nodes.

But now, someone rearranged the emperor's contact with the so-called Dajiao, guiding, and persuading.

Such a new Emperor Jiajing was 'created'.

It was my own miscalculation, the years are long, there are too many things in history, and there are too many uncertainties. Since you can find a way to change the node and affect the future, there is no doubt that there are also people who can change it. The node, breaks this future back again.

I rely on Tui Bei Tu.

So what is the opponent relying on?

As if an invisible curtain shrouded the front, Yuan's brows were wrinkled and his face was ugly.

The scene of the catastrophe was constantly changing before his eyes.

Tui Bei Tu shows that the catastrophe is ahead of schedule.

It will come suddenly at a point in time that is completely unprepared.

The heart tingled slightly.

He felt as if he had been designed.

…………………

This world has already been the thirty-fourth year of Jiajing, and Yuan was walking in Daming at this time, because he had the original text of Tui Bei Tu in his hand, so he could see it more clearly. The morals of the world are worse than the 'original' history revealed by the Tuibei map.

All the 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 Only when they pass by will they wake up and push the children away.

What Yuan saw and heard along the way made him feel more depressed.

There is no upper limit to the amount of money spent on worshiping gods and cultivating immortals - building temples, holding sacrificial offerings, and seeking immortal medicines. Before the emperor passed away, the Ming Dynasty's career of prosperity and peace for more than a hundred years was almost wasted.

In order to worship the gods, Jiajing built large-scale construction projects, built palaces and altars, and did not take a year off.

When Yuan returned to a place in Zhejiang, he was sitting in a restaurant, faintly hearing the hissing of a snake in his ears, frowning slightly, tapping with his fingers, a drop of wine flew out, and then pierced the window, and then heard a low cry, The snake hissing sound also receded.

When he woke up in the eighteenth year of Jiajing, he was in Tianmu Mountain, Zhejiang Province. When he collapsed, a thousand snakes wandered away. At that time, he was entangled by this evildoer. The other party seemed to be greedy for his flesh and blood, so he died. Dead entangled and refused to leave.

If you are diligent, you will come every three days, if you are lazy, you will show up every ten days, and keep sneaking.

Of course, none of them were successful.

Only this time, when the evildoer left, he was in a bit of a panic. He accidentally broke through the door of the next compartment, only to hear exclamations from inside. Yuan was slightly surprised, and heard a slightly familiar voice, and walked over Among the three over there, I saw a familiar figure.

Ru Zhong?

Hearing the voice, Wu Ruzhong raised his head, his face froze for a moment, not daring to say anything:

...Mr. Yuan?

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In Wu Ruzhong's house, there was a new banquet, but now, the young man who liked to talk about strange things and didn't like to study was a middle-aged man with gray temples, in his forties, and now he was the magistrate of Changxing County. He was both surprised and delighted that he could still see that Mr. Yuan back then.

For the convenience of walking, Yuan's appearance naturally changed a little.

But in general, the eyebrows are gentle and elegant, and the black-haired hosta can't escape, and the gentleness of the year is also much more refined and solemn.

This is my good friend Shen Kun. He was the No. 1 Scholar in the 29th year of Jiajing and was bestowed the No. 1 Scholar. This is Xu Zhongxing, a native of Tianmu Mountain. He was a Jinshi in the 29th year of Jiajing. He is also my good friend.

Introduction by Wu Ruzhong.

It may be difficult for others to imagine how this man who obtained his official status as a young tribute student became friends with two Jinshi scholars, and even a number one scholar among them. It's just that this Wu Chengen, although he doesn't like reading, but apart from stereotyped essays Besides, he is very talented.

Yuan and the two met.

And Wu Ruzhong introduced this Mr. Yuan as an old friend he met in Yingtian Mansion back then.

Seeing his elegant demeanor, Shen Kun and the two of them also had the idea of ​​making friends in their hearts. They went back to Wu Ruzhong's house to chat and drink. They drank well, and naturally closed the door, criticizing the current affairs, talking about the current chaos, and saying that the emperor is practicing Taoism. Shu, the borders were abolished, and he talked about the soldiers of the North and the South. Finally, Xu Zhongxing let out a foul breath and said bitterly:

It's all about that treacherous official Yan Song, who deceived the Holy Spirit!

Shen Kun also secretly hated:

If we can show our ambition one day, we will definitely take down Yan Song!

Wu Ruzhong was the same, a few people were aggrieved, but Yuan didn't say much, he raised his eyes, looked at these people, and heard them say that the villain was hateful, Shen Kun sighed: I only hope that the emperor will be able to stay in the court, Pay attention to the interests of the world with the prime minister, attendants, and officials, and clean up decades of mistakes.

Why worry about death in the world, why worry about everything and ignore it, it's just for Your Majesty to cheer up!

During the banquet, Yuan didn't say a word.

When Wu Ruzhong sent all his half-drunk friends out, he turned around and saw that the gray-robed man was silent all the time, but he was never drunk. The two talked about parting, and refilled their glasses. Wu Chengen slapped his forehead suddenly, and said with a smile: Just wait...

He turned around, took a manuscript, and said with a smile:

Here, this is the first draft I wrote.

Although it's still far from being a book, it's not bad. Hahaha, when I get old, I feel that you are more and more familiar. During this period of time, I occasionally dream, and the dreams are all absurd and unruly things. The yellow sand is long, and those from foreign countries are all written down.

Yuan asked curiously: Do you still want to write about gods and Buddhas?

Wu Ruzhong, who has already experienced half of his life, the ups and downs of his career, and has seen all kinds of people, laughed at himself:

Where are there any gods and Buddhas?

Everywhere is glamorous, and everywhere is full of fluff.

But it's written about ghosts and ghosts, it's just fox ghosts and ghosts.

Yuan took the manuscript, which described the story of a monkey king escorting the holy monk to the west to learn Buddhist scriptures.

It’s still very rough, and for the origin of the Monkey King, it’s just following the normal story, saying that he was a big monster who once stirred up a certain water area. As for the previous experience, it’s just a brief summary. Although the subsequent experience is good, it’s just a good one. .

Over there, Wu Ruzhong was still drinking heavily.

Mr. Yuan seems a little depressed?

Yuan said slowly: It's just a doubt.

Wu Ruzhong asked curiously, What's the matter?

Yuan pondered for a long time, sat at the table, felt the depression of this period, and suddenly asked:

A simple matter, even I can see from this matter that 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 grasp it. Right, he needs a spokesperson for himself.

I am also worried that this spokesperson will rob me of my rights.

So Xia Yan will die, he is too upright.

Yan Song must use corruption to show that he has no ambitions, and make enemies everywhere to show that he is absolutely safe. The more those officials impeach him and oppose him, the more comfortable he will be with the emperor. Moreover, All the money in these years was used for the emperor to set up a fasting palace for the funeral ceremony.”

This is a check and balance, the emperor, the civil servants, Yan Song, each other's balance.

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 people behind the scenes, in order to detonate the catastrophe in advance and to offset all his previous efforts, have laid down layers of general trends and recreated a Jiajing, like lines—his efforts saved the Chang Yuchun, who saved Empress Ma and Zhu Biao, stopped Zhu Di's coup, and killed the poisonous dragon, is about to be erased by these.

When he fell into a deep sleep and fainted, the other party set up a situation that could affect and change the future, and these arrangements, together with what he saw and felt after waking up, seemed to bind him completely, and he was approaching step by step with the feeling of being out of breath——

In the third year of Jiajing, Datong rebelled.

In the 14th year of Jiajing, there was a mutiny in Liaodong, and the emperor selected concubines and concubines to hold a banquet.

In the nineteenth year of Jiajing, Ji Nang harassed Datong, and in June, the Oala tribe harassed the frontier fortress. The emperor selected a hundred ladies to enter the palace and practice alchemy.

Twenty-one years after Jiajing, he never paid attention to the government.

In the 23rd year of Jiajing, in October, I answered Chaobian.

In the twenty-fifth year of Jiajing, I Da said Khan and knocked on the pass. In the first month of the next year, the emperor selected three hundred ladies to enter the palace.

Not to mention, the various taxes increased for the construction of the fasting palace.

The emperor raised a tall building.

But the common people fell into a Jiajing Jiajing, and every family ended up clean.

A sense of melancholy made Yuan's heart tumbling, this time the situation seemed to be a catastrophe, and it could not be opened again. This is the reality, and the same is true for the catastrophe in the future. This time spanning hundreds of years, the confrontation for the future is He lost, it was already too late, not only was the catastrophe not stopped or delayed, but it was even faster than before.

But at this time, for some reason, he suddenly calmed down.

The opponent made every step of the way, but miscalculated.

The gray-robed man looked at Wu Ruzhong, who was already sluggish, as if he couldn't believe that the person in front of him would say such rebellious words, and said calmly:

I've met many, many, many people, but why do you all think so.

Expelling Yan Song will solve the problem, why...

Wu Ruzhong's palms trembled violently and his scalp went numb.

The refined man speaks gently and calmly, and gently slashes with his palm:

Don't get rid of Jiajing?

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? ? !

With a click, the cup in Wu Ruzhong's palm fell to the ground, and he sat down on the ground.

His palms trembled, his pupils constricted violently, as if he couldn't believe that the elegant gentleman in front of him would say this, with a hoarse voice, he said: ...You, Mr. Yuan, don't, don't act rashly..., where the Holy One is, It’s a place like a heavenly palace, if you go alone, you’re just going to die.”

As long as the officials work together, they will always be able to listen to the heavens. Don't want to, don't want to die.

Yuan stretched out his hand to support Wu Ruzhong, It's okay.

I seem to have seen people do such things.

After he thought it through, his mind was calm, and he even made a joke:

So it's still an experience.

Wu Ruzhong murmured: Loyal to the emperor and patriotic, Mr. Keyuan, you...

Yuan said: Is the Zhu family loyal to the world, or the people of Shenzhou?

He said to himself: They seem to have miscalculated a little...

Miscalculated my character.

I also miscalculated my purpose...

Wu Ruzhong was speechless.

When he raised his head, he saw that Mr. Yuan, who seemed to be in his forties, shook his head, and in an instant he turned back to his youthful appearance. The previous depression was swept away, and Wu Ruzhong was dumbfounded. , the palm trembled, shocked and lost his composure, and lost his voice:

You... who are you?!

The young man didn't answer, but just said goodbye and walked out of Wu's house.

The sleeve robe rolled past Wu Chengen's eyes, and in a trance, it seemed that the gray robe had turned into a simple Taoist robe.

The jade hairpin turned into a wooden hairpin, and a yellow scarf on the cuff was burning fiercely.

The young Taoist, holding a nine-segment staff, walked slowly.

But in a blink of an eye, it seemed that it was just an illusion, and it was still only the elegant young man who walked out in front of him.

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 long it has passed, suddenly there is a surge of blood, and countless plots suddenly come alive in my mind, I ran to the table again, stretched out my arms to sweep, swept the wine glasses and plates on the table on the ground, took out the white paper, dipped it in the wine For the ink, the pen is drawn heavily, and the iron is painted with silver hooks, with a strong momentum, which is an atmosphere that has never been seen in the previous drafts.

Trembling, I wrote each text, and a spirit of breaking the injustice was mixed into it.

After that, something shocked the world.

Jiajing thirty-four years.

In September, one hundred and sixty ladies are selected to enter the palace.

The emperor fasted and made offerings.

A fairy rides 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 a pot? Hope to finish it soon...