Unofficial History of Emperor Wuzong of the Ming Dynasty

Zhang Jin thought he heard it wrong. The "Emperor Zhengde", who was so preoccupied that every plant and tree would return to its former appearance, actually said that he wanted to leave after the repair of the palace was completed, just glanced at the door?

Zhu Mengyu also looked at the back of "Emperor Zhengde" in a daze, his hatred gave way to a sense of familiarity, and he even felt that the back that was drifting away shared the same sadness as him.But when reason regained its strength and occupied the reddish eyes, Zhu Mengyu distorted the sudden intuition just now into the man's wishful thinking about his father.During the three years when he was imprisoned in the palace helplessly, Zhu Mengyu had seen the real culprit of his father's tragic death. When his father was king, Zhu Mengyu's heart was full of uncontrollable disgust, and he wished he could spit in his face.He was convinced that not being able to get what he asked for was the reason why "Emperor Zhengde" designed to drown his father, and Wu Jie's disappearance must be inseparably related to this cruel and ruthless emperor.But even though he knew, he had nothing to do. He had to live under the protection of "Emperor Zhengde" with a cold face, because only by living could he avenge his father and find the lost Wu Jie.

Zhu Mengyu, who was just secretly watching every move of "Emperor Zhengde", never expected that the day of "letting the tiger back to the mountain" came so suddenly.He had calculated before that when the palace was completed, his father's memorial day was approaching.At the beginning, due to the internal struggle with the Queen Mother, his father's funeral was delayed by more than half a year, and the Queen Mother Zhang who clamored to make him the crown prince had madly disappeared on the chessboard of "Emperor Zhengde" , no one mentions it.Zhu Mengyu has seen the methods of "Emperor Zhengde", so at this moment, he firmly believes that this incomprehensible man who suddenly chooses to leave must have some ulterior motives, and it is definitely not such a simple and easy-to-understand man he showed. Lonely and sad.

What has he to be sad about?Sitting in the mountains and rivers, for thousands of years.It doesn't look like me, there is only an empty palace and a body filled with hatred.That hatred was like a hungry beast chasing him, and he had to rush to the end of dying with his enemy.In this world, there is no one who can make him stop, hold him in his arms and comfort him softly, so what's the use of mourning?He must know the pain in kind.

"Your Majesty..." Zhang Yong called softly, but "Emperor Zhengde" didn't come back to him.

At this time, "Emperor Zhengde" had neither sadness nor joy on his face, he just stared at the front, his feet vain.

What he saw in his eyes were countless picturesque faces with the same eyebrows born out of thin air, either angry, angry, happy, or sad...they poked their heads out of the rich gates behind them, their snow-white necks Entangled in one place like thousands of twisted snakes, they chattered endlessly with familiar voices, asking why he wasn't with him, why he didn't stay.

Wu Jie closed his eyes, and the icy lake water appeared in front of his eyes, and it didn't reach his waist.He lowered his head, and saw a floating corpse floating in front of him. The floating corpse suddenly reached out and grabbed his sleeve, and he staggered into the water. The biting cold froze his body. With the white robe gradually sinking, it sank to the bottom of the water.

At the bottom of the water, the hand that was holding him was finally released, he went to look, the man also looked at him, his lips twitched, and a string of bubbles came out, floating to his ears, it was actually the word "go back".

Just as Wu Jie was about to say something, he opened his mouth, and the foul-smelling lake water poured in. Immediately afterwards, countless hands pulled him and dragged him back.

Wu Jie opened his eyes abruptly, only to hear someone screaming "The Emperor" in his ear, and it was Zhang Yong and the newly promoted young eunuchs who supported him and dragged him.They were all drenched and looked at the bewildered Wu Jie with horror on their faces.Wu Jie recovered his composure only to realize that the self who was in front of Prince Ning's Mansion a moment ago was actually submerged in Poyang Lake, and the lake water had reached his waist...

The continuous burning clouds in the sky are like giant pythons lying on the night. Tired birds return to their nests and fishermen sing late. In the tranquility, Wu Jie, who is bathing and changing clothes, is sitting by the charcoal brazier, listening to Zhang Yongzheng, who is kneeling on the ground, narrating his story in fear. How to return to the waterside pavilion without saying a word after leaving the palace, how to walk towards Poyang Lake in a daze, how to jump into the lake like a demon.

But these thrilling clips disappeared from Wu Jie's memory, as if someone pulled away a few strands, wrapped them around his fingertips, and smiled playfully.Wu Jie frowned, even if he was madly in love, he had never lost his composure like this.Where did it go wrong, or who set it up?

He lowered his head, looked at the slightly itchy palm, and found that there was an irreparable opening on the top, and from the opening of the mouth that seemed to be split, there were strands of soul that only he could see.

Wu Jie tightened his fingers suddenly: "Go back to Beijing."

During the four days and nights on the way back to Beijing, Jiang Bin always conscientiously dressed up as a loyal dog and followed Wu Jie every step of the way.And Wu Jie, who was preoccupied, didn't notice Jiang Bin's eyes watching him secretly.When Wu Jie "thrown into the lake" before, Jiang Bin stood on the bank among the blood-red scorpion flowers reflected by the sunset. He stared at Wu Jie in a daze, watched Wu Jie plunge into the water like a maniac, and said that he couldn't bear the lovesickness. Suffering from the suffering of the past, revisiting the old place made him feel like dying for love. However, Wu Jie's uncharacteristic behavior afterwards made him acutely aware of what happened to him.In the past few days, Wu Jie didn't deliberately cover up in front of him, so he saw a crack in the palm of Wu Jie's left hand.The hole grows an inch every night, and if you look at it with a dog's eyes, you can actually see strands of red coming out of the hole like strands of hair.Jiang Bin didn't know whether there was something wrong with his skin, or what happened to Wu Jie's soul, but he could vaguely guess who Wu Jie was looking for when he returned to Beijing.

This guess turned into a nightmare, unexpectedly, Wang Wei's soul came out, dreaming repeatedly at night, dreaming about the coffin, dreaming about the chessboard, dreaming about the inner alchemy, dreaming about the dead text, dreaming about the abyss Like a well, dreaming of gray and dry claws dragging on ankles.

Pulling down, pulling down, Jiang Bin struggled hard in a panic, and then woke up, but found that he was not lying on the futon with a lot of hair stuck, but in the wilderness, Jiang Bin looked down at himself body, the moonlight shone through him on the ground, and a few autumn insects screamed hoarsely, like the sound of wheels turning.Jiang Bin knew that he might have gone out of his body again, but the place was overgrown with weeds, and it was very strange, and he didn't know where it was.

Just as I was thinking about it, I saw a little light floating not far away, and it was approaching suddenly, it was actually a lantern.And the face of the man carrying the lantern, reflected in Jiang Bin's eyes, looked like a ghost.When we met for the first time five years ago, we were at war with him, but after the confrontation, we cherished each other. Who would have thought that this so-called dead brother would quietly betray him and his righteous brothers, and help Wu Jie kill them? Pushed into a situation beyond redemption.

Lamb wine, nine-section whip, is it true or false, so why bother to distinguish?Wang Jizhi's death was the beginning of that autumn rain, which lingered in his heart for a long time.Jiang Bin can feel the pain of his bereavement, but he can't accept his scheming.If he really ended up with Jiang Bin, Jiang Bin would have nothing to say, but why did he drag Xiao Ju, Zhang Min, and Sun Zhen to be buried with him?Qiu Ying knew, how should he feel sad?When Xin'er grows up, will she chase after this killing?If Wang Ji had a spirit in heaven, might he be truly relieved?

Thinking like this, he followed that person involuntarily, as if what he held in his hand was a soul-inducing lamp.

Wang Xun walked with one foot shallow and one foot deep, and then stopped in a place overgrown with weeds. He put down the food box in his hand, pushed aside the grass up to his waist, groped for a while, and finally found something , pulled out the hoe on his waist and got busy.It took more than half an hour to do this work, and when the surrounding weeds were all removed, Jiang Bin could see clearly through the faint light that it was a raised tomb, and a tombstone was inserted on the tomb. It is engraved with "the tomb of righteous brother Jiang Bin".

No official position, no inscription, no date, no signature.

Wang Xun wiped the tombstone with his sleeve, laid out all the small dishes in the food box, and took off the hip flask on his waist, and poured two glasses.

"I made it, you have a taste!" As he said, he spilled a glass of it in front of the tomb, "It's been three years, and I haven't come to see you, and you don't necessarily want to see me... There is no body in this tomb. You can't hear it, but there are some things that you can't say after tonight."

Wang Xun rubbed his frozen hands, picked up his cup, and took a sip: "Brother Xiao died behind the Meridian Gate, so I bribed the jailer to say that he was from Brother Xiao's old department, and secretly let Zhang Yu and Sun go. Town, and found two death row prisoners to die in prison for them... Tomorrow when the lanterns are displayed, they will take advantage of the chaos to come and take my life."

Jiang Bin, who was looking down at Wang Xun, was stunned for a moment, feeling a bit overwhelmed.

"I've been waiting for this day for a long time. Whether it's Zhongqiu, even if you don't have the face to see you, it's always a reluctant reunion." Wang Xun took another sip of wine, looked at Jiang Bin's name on the tomb, "Sister-in-law still doesn't want to Seeing me, I bought her a field, bought a cloth farm, and taught someone to take care of it, you can rest assured... I gave the nine-section whip to Xin'er, and now he can recite military books, and his eyes look very much like me Brother..."

Speaking of this, Wang Xun choked, and then coughed violently, his eyes were red from coughing, Fang came over slowly, supported Jiang Bin's tombstone and panted, and said: "I killed you for revenge, but I will pay you back. , I will bury you with you tomorrow... And Wu Jie, whom you must hate to the bone, is coming to an end soon! I followed Yang Shoufu's wishes and tampered with his skin. After a while, he will follow King Ning And go... until then, this peaceful and prosperous world bought with my elder brother's life will also be wiped out!"