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

Chapter 69 Title
"Destiny is indeed terrible——"

Zhu Houcong said slowly.

Looking at the pair of eyes burning with indescribable flames, Zhang Maode felt chills all over his body.

The instinct engraved in the genes of generations of human beings tens of millions of years ago, and the accumulated instinct to escape from the irresistible things hidden in the darkness overwhelmed him again.

The fear engraved deep in his genes made him stiff, and he held his breath involuntarily, like a corpse.

Death... might make those predators lose interest.

"Presumably after His Majesty entered the capital, he didn't bring hundreds of officials to offer sacrifices to heaven in the southern suburbs, right?"

Zhang Maode finally recovered. He bit his tongue and forced himself to calm down.

But his feet still involuntarily moved a few steps in the opposite direction to Zhu Houcong.

"Two months before his death, the late emperor vomited blood while offering sacrifices to heaven. I am deeply saddened by it——"

Zhu Houcong once again moved out his very unique royal brother to block the gun.

The real reason was naturally that Zhu Houcong was unwilling to act rashly before he could figure out the details of the thing.

"Your Majesty has been thinking deeply. If we, the Ming Dynasty, were to face the situation that your Majesty is facing any day since Taizong, I am afraid that in addition to offering sacrifices to heaven again to pray for destiny's favor, I would only have to go to Changling to worship Taizong's heroic soul and bless the Ming Dynasty. It’s law.”

Zhang Maode looked at Zhu Houcong, who was sitting in front of him like a mountain, and felt as if he was facing a majestic mountain.

Mysterious, like a god or a demon, unattainable.

So...the price, what is the price?

"Since they can be favored by destiny, why did all the emperors since Yongle die suddenly in their prime?"

Zhu Houcong finally asked this question that he had been having since he moved into the Qianqing Palace.

"Didn't Your Majesty say that! The destiny of destiny is terrible! How can anyone who uses the power of destiny to stabilize the political power not be swallowed up by the destiny of destiny in the end?"

Zhang Maode replied.

Whoever stares into the abyss, the abyss will eventually look back.

Even if that destiny is still sleeping.

But it doesn't mean that there is no threat. Even the most ordinary dream, placed on that thing, will be a terrifying world-destroying disaster for the entire world.

Zhu Houcong confirmed his previous guess.

"Then before my brother passed away, he went to the southern suburbs to offer sacrifices to heaven. What exactly was he praying for?"

"I only heard that before offering sacrifices to heaven, the late emperor had summoned eminent monks from Tibet many times to teach the Dharma in the palace... I am a commoner, so I dare not pry into the restricted area of ​​the imperial city."

Zhang Maode replied, looking at the emperor in front of him.

Your Majesty, you really dare to ask!

Even you, the current emperor of the Ming Dynasty, don't know something. How can I, a stinky Taoist priest, know about it?

Zhu Houcong understood.

According to the records left by Yang Tinghe and others, it was just an ordinary sacrifice.

Drought in the north and floods in the south made the people miserable. The emperor felt pity for the people and specially offered sacrifices to heaven to pray for them.

But then, he felt something was wrong.

"Then why when I entered the palace, Yang Tinghe, who was still the chief minister at the time, suggested several times that I go to the southern suburbs to worship heaven and earth!"

There was no major turmoil in the world at that time!
"Sacrifice must not be done excessively. It can only be done once a year at most. The Chief Minister has the world in his heart, and I must also hope that Your Majesty will pray for our great tomorrow and bless our great Ming Dynasty with good weather, peace and prosperity for the country and the people... Besides, Your Majesty is an immortal who has come to the world, so he can naturally understand that this destiny is not a good one! And how can mortals, with their naked eyes, be able to distinguish between good and bad, true and false..."

Zhang Maode said.

Yes, mortals can only see the immediate benefits with their naked eyes, so how can they know that there must be a price behind every gift of fate!

"Respecting the Heavenly Patriarch" has become the most profound memory of this land.

Zhu Houcong's expression in front of him became increasingly strange.

have to!Those idiots co-authoring the cabinet are just trying to catch the emperor every year, right?A vassal king from out of town bullies me, don’t you understand?
Think of the emperor as a tool for buffing the Ming Dynasty, right?

good results!It’s just a bit expensive for the emperor!No wonder his grandma's cabinet is all filled with old men who are still in great health at the age of 80 or [-].

The Ming Emperor would have died at the age of 40 at most!

"Why does Tianming want to kill his sacrifice? Shouldn't the emperor be protected by Tianming?"

"Destiny did not intend to murder. Would Your Majesty notice the life of the ant that was inadvertently trampled under his feet? Or the victory or death of a certain ant in the fight between a group of ants under his feet?"

No, I think what you are saying is wrong.

If one day I see someone wearing golden armor on the ground.When an ant that glows all over and spits fire from its mouth fights, I will throw firecrackers directly into its opponent's nest.

"Tell me how this 'destiny' came about..."

Zhu Houcong asked.

Wang Shouren obviously had a lot of worries and did not dare to speak out about many things in front of Zhu Houcong.

"This……"

Zhang Maode shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"The fate of destiny is the great secret of all dynasties! The old Taoist is just an ordinary Taoist. Naturally, he does not know such secrets."

Just as he was talking, Zhu Houcong heard a noise outside, and Lu Fang reported it outside the door.

"Your Majesty, Mr. Liang Ge is already waiting outside the door with everyone in the cabinet."

Because Liang Chu has not yet been named the chief assistant by the court.

He only temporarily took over the position of chief assistant, so Lu Fang still called him Mr. Liang Ge.

Moreover, it is not that Liang Chu has never served as the first assistant.

In the tenth year of Zhengde, the first assistant Yang Tinghe returned to his hometown to mourn because his father died of illness, so Liang Chu took over the position of first assistant for three years.

It was not until the expiration of the filial piety period three years later that Yang Tinghe returned to the court.

After three years, he once again faces the position of first assistant within his reach. Liang Chu is very familiar with how to balance the inside and outside.

Naturally, he was extremely concerned about driving the Yang family's influence completely out of the court.

This was one of the reasons why Zhu Houcong arranged for him to stabilize the court.

It's just that... in order to truly secure his position as chief assistant, this old guy must seek the support of the six civil servants.

as predicted……

When Lu Fang announced the decree, Liang Chu just entered the study and saw Zhu Houcong's figure behind the curtain and spoke first.

"Your Majesty, I heard that the ancient sage said, 'The most important weapons of the country are the sacrifices and the military!' Please order the Ministry of Rites to quickly take charge of the affairs of worshiping the heavens in the southern suburbs, and then dispatch the elite soldiers from nine sides to conquer, in order to calm the evil atmosphere in the world!"

"..."

Zhu Houcong responded silently.

Although the previous emperors of the Ming Dynasty died in various strange ways, they were more or less indirectly related to the activities of worshiping heaven.

Feeling the emperor's silence, Liang Chu was stunned at first, and then became confused.

For a long time, I could only hear the emperor's voice faintly coming from behind the curtain.

"Datong is nothing more than a few cult thieves causing trouble. How can the most important weapon of the country be opened for a few clowns!"

Liang Chu and other cabinet ministers knelt on the ground, listening to the emperor's holy teachings through a bead curtain.

After gaining a deeper understanding of that thing, Zhu Houcong had made a plan in his mind.

"When I was in the palace, I read through the records of the late emperors of the Ming Dynasty. Only the events of Hongwu and Yongle fascinated me the most!"

"Emperor Shengming!"

Not knowing what kind of medicine Zhu Houcong was selling in the gourd, everyone had no choice but to kneel on the ground and echo with words like snake oil.

"The matter of Datong can be put down by choosing a general to capture the evil cult thieves. I ordered the Ministry of Rites to prepare. Next month I will lead hundreds of officials to sacrifice to Changling, canonize the past emperors, and add the title of Emperor Taizong as Emperor Chengzu!"

(End of this chapter)