My God, I am the emperor, the lord of mankind.

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February of the 16th year of Zhengde.

Anlu, Huguang.

Snow was flying outside the window, and the wind was as cold as a knife.

Zhu Houcong woke up from his sleep.

He was lying on a mahogany carriage that looked valuable. There was a white cloth tied around the carriage, which meant that there was a funeral in the family.

The copper stove in the carriage was burning red, as warm as spring, making people sweat slightly on their foreheads.

On the official road outside the carriage, the shouts of vendors, the groans of refugees, the sounds of scolding and whipping by police officers and the screams of pain were intertwined.

Zhu Houcong, who was meditating in the carriage, gently exhaled a breath of turbidity.

He opened the curtain and looked at the ragged refugees outside the carriage, shivering from the cold, panicking to avoid being whipped by officials.

He sighed, knowing he couldn't go back.

In my previous life, I was a researcher majoring in Tiankeng. After staying up all night for the graduation of the dean's nephew, I was transported to this world as soon as I woke up.

It's also called fetal penetration.

When his father, Xingxian Wang Zhu You, died three years ago, he passed out due to excessive grief. When he woke up, he broke the secret in the womb and recalled everything in his previous life.

Thinking of a series of familiar words in my mind, Zhu Houcong, the 16th year of Zhengde, Anlu, Huguang...

Zhu Houcong realized his identity.

A certain Taoist emperor who had good luck in history.

However, in the past few years since he recovered his memory, Zhu Houcong has become increasingly aware of all the weirdness in this specious world.

Horrible strange stories in the countryside, villages and towns that suddenly disappeared on the map, legends about man-eating evil spirits outside the customs, and the strange and strange corpses in the government office every day.

They all kept telling Zhu Houcong that the world was turbulent and treacherous under the calm surface.

"The wine at Guihuafang is getting more and more fragrant."

The girl next to her was lying on the car window, looking back at Zhu Houcong expectantly and saying.

Zhu Houcong looked at the cheap sister in his life, his eyes softened a little, knowing that she wanted to take the opportunity to play outside the palace for a while, he patted her little head and said.

"I just want to be playful. If Master Zhou finds out about it, I will inevitably report it to my mother. Be careful to get eaten when you go home."

"Hmph! Master Zhou won't punish me for such a trivial matter? It's the hateful Xie Changjie who is causing trouble for us! But he is currently busy exchanging money with the Zhao family for his sister's marriage, so he is not in the mood to take care of such things? "

The eight or nine-year-old girl in front of him retorted. After hearing this, Zhu Houcong couldn't help but fell silent.

The girl in front of her is none other than her younger sister Zhu Qingxue, the Princess Yongfu who died in an unhappy marriage at the age of 30 in history.

The sister she mentioned was Zhu Houcong's eldest sister Zhu Qingxuan. Historically, Emperor Jiajing died suddenly and inexplicably just five years after he ascended the throne. Princess Yongchun was exactly 20 years old at the time.

Master Zhou, on the other hand, was Prince Ji Shan, who was responsible for teaching etiquette to the prince's children. He was knowledgeable and tolerant. He had a pretty good relationship with Chiang's mother, Zhu Houcong, and others.

Xie Changjie is the chief historian of the palace and the head of all the palace officials. Now King Xingxian died early three years ago, and the imperial edict to confer Zhu Houcong on the throne has been delayed for several years. At this time, he is also the actual power in the palace. By.

This man has a high self-esteem, is greedy for money and lust, and has been caught embezzling the palace's property several times. However, he is the highest official in the palace sent by the imperial court. In addition, the Ning Prince's rebellion broke out two years ago, and he has the responsibility of monitoring everyone in the palace. Seriously, even Mother Jiang can do nothing about it.

"Huang Jin..."

Zhu Houcong shouted outside.

"What's wrong, Your Majesty!"

Outside the car, a round-faced eunuch in his thirties with a fair and soft face immediately rode over.

He was Zhu Houcong's personal companion who grew up with him. He was hand-picked by Zhu Houcong's mother, Princess Jiang, and was loyal to Zhu Houcong and the palace.

"My mother asked for two bottles of sweet-scented osmanthus brew before leaving. Now she is passing by and the convoy will stay for half a day."

Zhu Houcong ordered.

"Then do you want Lu Dianzhan to accompany you?"

Huang Jin asked carefully.

"No need, just let Luo Qianhu choose a few guards to accompany you."

Zhu Houcong shook his head.

Lu Dianzhan naturally refers to Wangfu Dianzhan Lu Song. His family has followed King Xingxian to Anlu to join the vassal since the Xiaozong Dynasty. They can be regarded as one of their own.

And he had a son who was relatively famous in history. He was Lu Bing, the famous commander of the Imperial Guards in the Jiajing Dynasty who could stop children from crying at night.

Luo An, like Lu Song and others, were both members of the Wuxun family who had followed King Xingxian since the vassal period.

It's just that among the 26 pro-army guards who came out to guard the Forbidden Palace, Lu Song was from the Jinyi Guards, and the Luo An family was from the Yulin Vanguard.

After receiving the order, Huang Jin immediately ordered to go down.

Not long after, Zhu Houcong got out of the car. As soon as the convoy reached the south of the city, the refugees who filled the north of the city disappeared.

There are many shops on the street, and there is an endless stream of waiters in restaurants looking for customers with smiles on their faces.

Zhu Houcong looked up and saw a few large characters written on the archway in front of him.

Osmanthus Square!
"Master Luo is here! Please come inside! I've reserved the number A wing for you! If you don't come here for the next few days, Miss Chunhua will be looking forward to seeing you so much!"

When the boy in front of him saw Luo An, who was leading the way in front of everyone, his eyes lit up and he came forward.

Everyone looked at Luo An's face and couldn't help but feel weird.

Huang Jin quickly pulled Zhu Qingxue, whose face was full of curiosity, behind him, and glared at Luo An from the other side.

At this time, Luo An's face was full of embarrassment, but when he saw that the prince beside him just chuckled, he couldn't help but feel relieved.

His eyes widened, and he turned around and yelled angrily.

"What Chun'er Qiu'er! Open two upper rooms! Call your shopkeeper here! How can you teach me? You don't even know if you admit the wrong person!"

The waiter in front of him looked aggrieved, and his original smile suddenly turned into a bitter look.

"It's just two private rooms. We won't be seated soon. You can go down first."

Zhu Houcong waved his hand and asked the waiter to get out quickly.

At this time, he looked at the somewhat flustered Luo An in front of him and joked.

"It seems that the case in Jinhua Mansion is really difficult, which made Luo Qianhu so angry."

In the wine shop, there are dancers singing the latest popular soft-language opera, accompanied by the sound of silk and bamboo.

Zhu Houcong's voice was not loud, but it still made Luo An blush.

"It's okay. Heroes love beauties. This has been the case since ancient times. Luo Qianhu doesn't need to be ashamed, but the family affairs must be dealt with."

Zhu Houcong reminded.Luo An was originally a family man. In addition to his wife Li, he also had two concubines.

But now that he is over forty, he has no sons and a half daughters, which eventually becomes a problem for him.

For these ancients, Zhu Houcong could understand their desire to have children.

Without blaming too much, Luo An looked ashamed and said yes, and the others were about to go upstairs.

However, after passing by a table of travelers carrying scimitars, Zhu Houcong stopped when he heard the heated discussion between the escorts from the north who were looking for a living.

"The first floor is busy. Huang Jin and I will stay on the first floor for a while and then go up later."

Zhu Houcong said, and asked Huang Jin to find a table nearby. As soon as he sat down, he heard the burliest of the four warriors sitting on the east side complaining.

"This day is really unbearable..."

As he spoke, he drank wine and the copper rings in his ears trembled.

"Yes, along the way, there were horse bandits running rampant at the Three Passes of Bauhinia Pass in the north, White Lotus Sect forces causing chaos in Shandong, and water bandits and Japanese pirates in the southeast. When I returned to South Zhili, I finally thought I could rest, but who knew I would encounter... "

Having said this, the thinner man next to him with a hideous scar on his face shut his mouth with concern. It was obvious that the impact of that thing on him was quite huge.

"Brother, don't panic. Since the land route to Jinhua Mansion is inaccessible, we can board the ship from Haiyan and take a detour..."

"What do you know? My second brother came from Haiyan. Now there are dead people everywhere. Even the county magistrate and his family are dead."

"What! Brother, do you know what is going on..."

"I don't know the details, but I heard that there are ghosts in the sea causing trouble. Do you know Mr. Zhao in the south of the city..."

Speaking of which, this Mr. Zhao is somewhat related to Prince Xingxian's Mansion.

The marriage that Xie Changjie arranged for Zhu Houcong's sister was the younger brother of the eldest son of Zhao, the second son of the Zhao family, and a recognized dandy in Anlu City.

As for why they chose an unlearned businessman's son, it was simply that the Zhao family paid the most money in order to join the royal family.

Moreover, in order not to affect the imperial examination path of the eldest son of the Zhao family, he took the initiative to separate the family while the eldest son of Zhao was still alive. Apparently, he completely regarded the eldest daughter of Prince Xing's palace as a useful sign.

After all, according to the instructions left by Zhu Yuanzhang, it stands to reason that relatives of the clan cannot pursue official careers.

"Brother, don't fool me. Are there really such things as sea ghosts in the world?"

The man next to him had an expression of obvious disbelief.

"I'm afraid it's not a story you made up, brother?"

The tall and thin man just laughed.

Only after reading the county files, Zhu Houcong's eyes became sharp, knowing that the world might not be as simple as it seemed.

He winked at Huang Jin and asked him to tell Luo An to bring someone.

But at this moment, the bald man blushed and slapped the table.

"Do you really think that I'm just bragging when I'm floating in the sea!? Look, look what this is! The bones left behind after the sea ghost was chopped by the Taoist priest of Xuandu Temple! I secretly picked it up afterwards!"

He carefully took out a piece of white bone from his arms and slapped it on the table.

"Isn't this just a leftover beef bone?" A man laughed.

"Cow bones? Is this a cow bone?! What the hell!"

The bald man blushed.

"This brother. Can you show me this thing."

Suddenly a gentle voice came from the side.

Zhu Houcong knew it was time.

Luo An got the news and had already led the palace guards over.

Zhu Houcong stood up and sat in front of the scarred man.

"Master, please don't make fun of me."

Seeing Zhu Houcong's luxurious clothes, the scar-faced man's demeanor became a little reserved.

"I'm very interested in this thing. Please give me a price."

Zhu Houcong winked, and Huang Jin beside him took out a stack of Ming Dynasty banknotes, each with the same denomination and arranged them on the table.

"This……"

Looking at the thick piles of treasure bills on the table, the scarred man showed a bit of greed on his face.

The official currency of the Ming Dynasty was not silver as many people imagined, but the Ming Dynasty paper currency issued by the government.

Even though they have depreciated a lot due to serious over-issuance, there are roughly forty or fifty pieces in the pile in front of you.

If you replace it with silver that is commonly used by the people, it will cost more than ten taels!

You must know that today, the monthly salary of ordinary soldiers in the frontier army of the Ming Dynasty is only one or two yuan, and the monthly salary of elite soldiers such as servants, selected forwards, and cavalry is only one or two yuan.

More than ten taels of silver were enough for an ordinary family in the Ming Dynasty for a year.

"Twelve taels of silver?"

The scar-faced man swallowed and understood that the young man in front of him was either rich or noble. Seeing that Luo An and the guards behind him were all wearing swords and swords, they did not dare to make random offers.

He said tentatively.

"it is good."

Zhu Houcong replied, and the people in front of him looked at each other. After collecting the money, they hurriedly left the city to deliver the goods.

Looking at the so-called demon bone in the handkerchief, Zhu Houcong was suddenly stunned.

"My son? My son?"

It wasn't until he heard Huang Jin's anxious shouts in his ears that Zhu Houcong came back to his senses.

"It's okay, let's go back to the house first."

Zhu Houcong looked at Huang Jin who was shouting for a long time and seemed a little anxious.

Sitting on the carriage, Zhu Houcong looked at the demon bones in the handkerchief that had turned into powder at some point.

A line of small words appeared before my eyes like a watermark.

"Welcome to the Treasure Book of the Heavens, the last survivor. The golden age has passed. May the glory of mankind last forever."

(End of this chapter)