Unofficial History of Emperor Wuzong of the Ming Dynasty

The journey was actually very smooth, except for being stopped by a team of patrolling guards for interrogation, there was not much trouble. What's more, when they reached the Chongwen Gate leading to the outer city, the gatekeeper saw Yang Shen's tooth card and obediently let him go. Yes, without saying a word.Yang Shen was suspicious when he saw a person blocking the city gate.Flying fish clothes, embroidered spring knives, helmet pressed down extremely low, only one pair of eyes, with a faint candle in the hole, the cold air in the whole body is far better than the bleakness of autumn night.

"Jin Yiwei?" Yang Shen frowned, glanced uneasily at "Yang Tinghe" behind him, and planned to dismount to negotiate.

However, Jiang Bin had already recognized the young man who followed him through life and death, pressed Yang Shen's shoulder, and lifted the curtain of the car.

The guard in Jin Yi saw that it was "Yang Tinghe", and he didn't show any surprise, he cupped his fists and saluted, "Lu Qing, a lowly post, came here to escort Lord Yang to Huai'an by secret order."

Jiang Bin quietly looked at the neither humble nor overbearing Erlang in front of him, and couldn't help but sigh. It seems that more than a thousand years have passed since the last farewell.Recalling the words that Lu Qingyi pointed out in the inn earlier, it must be because of Tang He that he was controlled by Wu Jie, but he couldn't help but mention him—Wu Jie is not a kind person.It's a pity that at that time, I was focused on saving Emperor Zhengde, and didn't take his words to heart, otherwise I wouldn't have ended up in such a mess.I don't know how Lu Qing lived after that, but he thought he was dead, but he could feel the strangeness of "Emperor Zhengde", and he could have found Tang He, whom he had been thinking about day and night... Unfortunately, the identity of "Yang Tinghe" is now hindered , even if there were thousands of words, he could only say "Thank you", obediently return to the car, and let Lu Qing ride the horse to protect him.Fortunately, Lu Qing was safe and sound, otherwise Jiang Bin really didn't know how to face his sincerity towards him.

Yang Shen didn't know about all the twists and turns, only knew that Yang Tinghe had always been thoughtful, wondering if this was part of his scheme, so he didn't dare to ask further questions.His father has been extremely strict with him since he was a child. When he was young, he thought this was love for licking the calf, but he became angry when the cock crowed and forgot to eat for more than ten years. The indifference melted away because of his Jing Xing Lin Feng.Over the years, the relationship between father and son seems to be just a display. He tried his best to guess his father's mind, secretly cultivated power and even used Yan Song's admiration for him to help his father control the government. In the end, he discovered that what his father wanted was not power over the world.

My father's whereabouts are secretive, and his whereabouts are often lost.

Father occasionally fell asleep and wouldn't wake up, no matter how he woke up, there was no abnormality when he woke up.

Father often folded branches in the yard to write, and wrote the word plum over and over again for half a day, and then stared at it for half a day, and then wiped it off, and the sense of loss that he had never seen on his face disappeared without a trace.

Yang Shen didn't dare to make wild guesses about this kind of situation, let alone investigate in detail, fearing that if he found out, it would be the end of the relationship between father and son.

He kept silent, and at this moment, even though his mind was full of doubts, he could only remain silent for a long time, without going beyond.But the faint uneasiness in his heart made him decide to follow his father through this journey. Fortunately, "Yang Tinghe" did not drive him back, and Lu Qing also acquiesced in his accompanying, but dismissed the medical officer and servant.

On the way from the capital to Huai'an, everyone had their own thoughts, and Lu Qing didn't take the official route in order to deceive others. Half of the journey was by land and half by water, so the journey was particularly long.

Yang Shen always took care of Jiang Bin carefully, his clumsy appearance with more energy than energy made Jiang Bin feel sad for a while, how can this still be the high-spirited and invincible number one scholar back then?In front of Yang Tinghe, he was like a handful of soil or a grain of sand, humbly falling at his feet, looking up, begging for some comfort.But for the obsessed Yang Tinghe, the heir of Yang Shen is just a leaf that occasionally falls on his shoulders, gently brushing away, he can still walk away without any worries.

In this world, there are some idiots who have exquisite thoughts but can't understand them.

Why not Jiang Bin himself?In the past few days, he seemed to be quiet, but in fact he was scratching his head, afraid that it would be too late, that he might not see Emperor Zhengde for the last time, and that if he did see him again, he might not know each other, or something would happen in vain... Watching the battle in the gap, he always It is a chess piece that can't understand the chess game, and it can only be resigned to fate.

Three days later, they finally arrived in Huai'an.Huai'an was promoting water transport, and the merchant ships of several people in disguise were not conspicuous among the passing ships.As soon as they approached the shore, Lu Qing went to the post station along the coast, and came out after a while, with a solemn expression, and hesitantly glanced at Yang Shen.

Yang Shen tactfully retreated to the side, watching some merchant ships unloading without their backs.Only then did Lu Qing take a step forward, and said to Jiang Bin in a low voice, "Your Majesty was rafting on Qingjiang Pu yesterday, and accidentally fell into the water. He just woke up this morning, and he is in a hurry to summon your lord."

Yang Shen, who had an inconvenient status, was left behind at the post station, and it was nearly dusk when Jiang Bin followed Lu Qing in a carriage to the water pavilion in Qingjiangpu.Jiang Bin didn't remember how he got in, he kept his eyes down on Lu Qing's boots along the way, Mu Mu followed, crossed thresholds, walked around corridors, and finally stopped outside a heavily guarded room.

Lu Qing asked Jiang Bin to wait at the door, and went in to report by himself.At this moment, it was like the first meeting with Emperor Zhengde, the same anxiety, but it was very different.After a while, Lu Qing finally came out, followed by several guards in brocade clothes and the imperial doctor with gray temples.

Jiang Bin was invited respectfully, raised his feet across the threshold, and stepped into the darkness.

On the dust of the canopy bed is engraved the Ganoderma lucidum, which is said to be able to bring people back to life, but the Ninety-five Supreme Being lying on it is already dying.

Jiang Bin's figure covered the dim light of the lamp, the person on the bed opened his eyes as if aware of it, and looked at the person beside the bed with difficulty.

Hold your breath, your eyes meet each other, no need to say much, just one look is like an arrow piercing your heart, and you recognize each other in an instant.

Jiang Bin's legs softened and he knelt down in front of the bed, holding tightly the thin hand of Emperor Zhengde's trembling outstretched hand, only to find a silver needle inserted between his thumbnail.Looking closely, the Shenting, Yintang and many other acupuncture points have been injected with needles.Jiang Bin had seen Wu Jieshi's behavior several times, and knew that it was mostly used to maintain his sanity so that he could see him for the last time, so he suddenly felt sad from it, and threw himself on Emperor Zhengde and wept several times.

"What are you crying for... I cry when I see you... I should be at the end of my lifespan. I'm holding on like this, but I don't want to cry because of seeing you." Even though he said this, Zhengde's eyes were clearly red, and he was so thin There was a smile on his shriveled cheeks.

After Jiang Bin heard this, he wanted to stop his grief and say something, but that haggard smile suddenly broke into his eyes, and the overwhelming sourness instantly overwhelmed the last ray of reason.Seeing Jiang Bin suddenly choking and staring at him in a daze, Emperor Zhengde knew that he was in pain, so he hurriedly wanted to call the imperial doctor outside.But just as he was about to speak, Jiang Bin sealed his lips with his fingers and began to rub them tremblingly.

say what?What else could this unreasonable mouth want to argue with?Even when it was a matter of life and death, no one still teased each other's pain seriously!

Jiang Bin thought bitterly, and covered his lips.The intertwined lips and teeth are full of the lingering sorrow of the rest of the life after the catastrophe, and it is the destiny of the passing of time.The prosperity and desolation in this world are nothing but a dream of life and death that is fleeting in the pan. After a thousand sails are exhausted, we know that what we want is nothing more than a long stream of water to help each other.If I knew this earlier, why should I live up to my deep love and waste my time in a hurry?What benefits the world, what benefits the common people, the emperor is above, have you ever pitied someone whose fate is too short?The Ninth Five-Year Honor, the body of the Son of Heaven, cannot escape life, old age, sickness and death after all.

Emperor Zhengde coughed suddenly, his body convulsed continuously due to the intensifying pain, and curled up into a weak ball.The imperial doctor outside heard the heart-piercing movement, and called "Your Majesty" through the door, but Emperor Zhengde coughed and said "It's okay", who knew that the words just fell, and he vomited a mouthful of blood.

Jiang Bin stared blankly at Emperor Zhengde who wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve as if nothing had happened, and said in a hoarse voice: "These two immortals are not immortal, they really hurt you and me..."

Jiang Bin was startled, not knowing what and how Emperor Zhengde knew.

"I originally thought that it was God's favor to reincarnate me as an emperor, but it turns out that there is a decree in the dark..." Emperor Zhengde lay back exhaustedly, looking at the pair of Zhixian carved on the top of the bed, panting for a while Fang Dao, "At the beginning, I was careless. I didn't expect that Wang Xun and Wu Jie would collude, and they had already secretly plotted against each other... Wu Jie sealed my skin in Sinan Perry, and he was determined to restrain Yang Tinghe and take back the magic weapon... I went around on the chessboard I can't get out no matter what I turn around, I still remember some things before, but then I forget everything..."

When Jiang Bin heard Emperor Zhengde mention the past in passing, he couldn't help feeling sad, and held on to Emperor Zhengde's hand tightly. Afraid of hurting him, he had no choice but to pick at the relief on the canopy bed.

"I forgot, not necessarily. At that time, I vaguely knew that I was dead, and I was going somewhere to wait for someone... But I couldn't see it, I couldn't hear it, I just wandered around... I seemed to be looking for it, but I didn't seem to find it." ... If you find it, why is it difficult to move an inch, and if you can't find it, why do you seem to see an old friend..." Emperor Zhengde said and looked at Jiang Bin with reluctance in his eyes, "Fortunately, it's all over, and I can still get it back I wish... In this life, although I have not been able to turn the world around and create a peaceful and prosperous world, I have also kept a low profile and made peace with the outside world...I claim to have lived up to the common people, but I have only failed you..."

Jiang Bin's fingertips snapped off the carved bat on the canopy bed, and a silver needle silently stuck between his eyebrows, nailing his soul.

Jiang Bin stared at Emperor Zhengde in disbelief, but his eyes gradually became blurred due to the pain of the stripping of the soul.

"Wu Jie's memory is kept in this skin. After falling into the water, his soul returns to his place, and I know everything... I don't care about any gods reincarnation, and I don't care about you and me... In Wu Jie's words, I am the only one. I was so scared..." Emperor Zhengde flexed his index finger, and with the scarlet jade ring Jiang Bin gave him, pushed the silver needle into Jiang Bin's Yintang point inch by inch, "The evil spirit of the ghosts walking at night has corroded my soul, When I leave this body and soul and return to heaven, I am afraid that I will not remember all the things in this life... But even if you and I are not destined to meet each other in the future, I hope you have an afterlife and reincarnation... ..."

Jiang Bin's thin soul, following the moment when the silver needle was pulled away, faintly listened to the words that were fading away.

"I begged Wu Jie to transfer part of the soul-locking rhinoceros' power to this needle. Although it is only enough to carry a soul, it is enough..."

The sound of jade shattering, lingering with the last trace of spiritual consciousness, the fragments fell on the skirt of the clothes one after another, and there was no day of reunion.