"Zhu Qiyu! A vicious person like you deserves the surname Zhu!" Zhu Qizhen gritted his teeth.
Shi Biao came to report.
In front of Andingmen, the Queen Mother stood there.
Shi Heng did not dare to fire the artillery, fearing that the artillery fire would hurt the Queen Mother Sun, so he sent his nephew to report to the Emperor.
"Boom! Just do it!"
Zhu Qizhen's eyes were sinister: "The Queen Mother will definitely understand my difficulties."
"I obey the decree!"
Shi Biao ran away.
However.
As soon as Shi Biao left the Guiji Gate, there was a fire in front of him!
A fire broke out in Renzhi Palace.
He knew something was wrong. His uncle Shi Heng was attacking Andingmen, and Renzhi Palace was on fire, which meant that his escape route was cut off.
Because they had not entered Fengtian Hall for a long time, the soldiers were already worried.
If the escape route is cut off by the fire again, I'm afraid my confidence will be shaken.
He had to return to Fengtian Gate.
"waste!"
Zhu Qizhen was furious at Shi Biao: "Choose a few dead men, rush over and tell Shi Heng that if the Anding Gate cannot be opened, he will die there!"
A trace of anger flashed in Shi Biao's eyes. Without the help of our father and son, how could you, Zhu Qizhen, attack the imperial city with your head?
"Go! Get out!"
Zhu Qizhen was in chaos.
Then he looked at Fengtianmen fiercely...
Snapped!
But at this moment.
A strange sphere, exuding an extremely stench, streaked across the sky like a meteor, and hit Zhu Qizhen in the face by chance!
It was so soft that when it touched his face, it turned into a big cake and stuck to half of his face.
When Zhu Qizhen was about to speak, his mouth was half-opened, and part of it happened to go into his mouth.
What's this?
Zhu Qizhen was also confused. Why did this thing fall from the sky?
It seems... smelly?
"The Great Emperor?"
Shi Biao called him, and Zhu Qizhen turned around subconsciously. The cake on his face actually slipped down, and it was all over his chin and beard.
Subconsciously, Zhu Qizhen opened his mouth to speak. He moved his upper and lower jaws just in time to chew, and part of his mouth was swallowed into his stomach.
Shi Biao was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes widened: This thing seems a bit familiar? See you every day!
"Yes, it's Persimmon?" Shi Biao couldn't help laughing. He wanted to laugh but didn't dare to, so he held it in.
The soldiers around were also dumbfounded. Isn't the emperor filled with great blessings? How could you get hit by a persimmon ball? Or did it fall from the sky?
persimmon?
vomit!
Zhu Qizhen also realized it, his eyes widened suddenly, he opened his mouth and vomited violently.
Turns out there was just too much on his face.
When you open your mouth, something goes into your mouth.
He vomited and went inside.
The two form a cycle.
Originally there was only persimmon on his face, but after he vomited it a few times, his face was mixed with persimmon and vomit. The taste was beyond description in words.
Shi Biao saw this and felt his stomach surging. He opened his mouth and started to vomit. It was so disgusting.
"Zhu Qiyu, you and I are at odds with each other!"
Zhu Qizhen vomited all the acidic water in his stomach and it was all over his face. The stench alone made him almost die.
Fortunately, Liu Ju, the godson of the eunuch Liu Yongcheng, did not mind that the emperor was dirty and wiped Zhu Qizhen's face with his sleeves.
Zhu Qizhen felt a little better. Although he couldn't wash it off immediately without water, it was still better than having that thing breathing on his face.
but!
Suddenly many "persimmon cannons" appeared in the sky!
It looks like it was thrown by hand!
Specifically hit Zhu Qizhen!
Zhu Qizhen just cleaned up, but got another slap on the face!
This time it was a big one.
It's dark black and has been in stock for who knows how long. Just one whiff of it can make you suffocate.
But Zhu Qizhen's whole face was filled with shouts.
There are persimmons all over your hair and beard!
The smell went straight to Tianling Gai.
Zhu Qizhen sniffed unconsciously, and a lot of dark black stuff was sucked into his nasal cavity.
Immediately, he swayed a few times, then sat down on the stone bricks with a thud. His eyes were dark, and in a daze, he seemed to see his father...
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"
Liu Ju went all out to get ahead. He wiped it with his sleeve a few times, but couldn't wipe it clean.
He was worried that the Emperor would be suffocated to death.
Directly onto the tongue!
Shy!
After a while, when Zhu Qizhen finally breathed in the fresh air, he slowly opened his eyes, only to see Liu Ju making fun of his face!
I felt even more disgusted, my stomach cramped, I opened my mouth and vomited all over my face.
"Zhu Qiyu, I'm going to kill you!"
"I'm going to kill all nine of your clans!"
"Kill your ten clans!"
Zhu Qizhen's lungs were about to burst. He was supported by Liu Ju and stood up unsteadily.
When Cao Qin saw this scene, he felt jealous. If only he had known that he would rush forward to help Zhu Qizhen clean up.
"Artillery! Blast with all your strength!"
Liu Ju wiped his face and directed all his anger at Fengtian Gate: "If you are not afraid of death, stand up and crawl over! The Supreme Emperor will definitely reward you heavily!"
This made Zhu Qizhen really anxious.
Zhu Jianshen was stunned when he saw that his own father was almost drowned by a persimmon.
Is Your Majesty crazy? How dare you humiliate the emperor like this!
Those are eunuch’s persimmons!
The persimmons pulled out by those inferior eunuchs were thrown out by the guards and hit the father in the face...
No matter what, my father is also an emperor!
Where is the dignity of the emperor?
If word spreads, who will obey the imperial authority in the future?
The imperial power has lost its sense of mystery. Is the emperor still an emperor?
Your Majesty, what on earth is he going to do?
He looked at Zhu Qiyu again and couldn't help but shudder. The emperor is really crazy!
Zhu Qiyu's face was as gloomy as water.
The Hall of Renzhi was also lit!
The Beijing camp has not come yet!
Yu Qian, you are truly my loyal minister!
"Reply to Your Majesty, Mrs. Zhu will bring you!"
Zhu Qiyu saw a middle-aged young man holding an old woman and a little girl, walking firmly and confidently.
He looks so much like her father, looks the same, acts the same, and has the same demeanor. No wonder Yu Qian is uncharacteristically preferring girls over boys.
"Zhu Yushi sends his regards to Your Majesty."
Junying knelt down and saluted, neither humble nor overbearing.
Even though the cannons were roaring and the palace walls were crumbling, there was no trace of fear on Luanying's face, and there was an innate calmness on her face.
Pity.
He looks like a man, with black hair at the corners of his mouth, like a beard. If you have some color, it would be nice to come into the palace and serve me.
Zhu Qiyu shook his head in disappointment and waved for them to get up: "I am going to die here today, and you will be buried with me, are you afraid?"
"My daughter is not afraid." Luanying said calmly.
"Okay! You are like your father!"
Zhu Qiyu looked at Zhu Ji's mother again: "Mrs. Zhu, are you afraid?"
The old lady shivered and said with a cry that she was not afraid. She was trembling.
"Don't be afraid."
"It's just death!"
"Eight years ago, Wala attacked Beijing City!"
"I am standing on the city wall, looking at the army ahead."
"Hundreds of miles together, 200,000 elite troops!"
"At that time, I was determined to die together with the city of Beijing and the Ming Dynasty."
"Although eight years have passed, times have changed."
"But I'm still not afraid!"
"If the rebels break down the palace gate, I will be the first to die!"
"Death is so terrible!"
Zhu Qiyu stood with his sword in hand and said generously: "You don't have to be afraid! It is your honor to die with me!"
He looked around at the Praetorian Guards.
Many people shrank their heads with fear on their faces.
Many eunuchs did not dare to look at Zhu Qiyu.
Mrs. Zhu and her daughter almost fainted from fright.
Oh, you coward.
"I am willing to die with Your Majesty!"
Only Huangying said generously: "Your Majesty is heroic and is the common master of the world. All the subjects obey him. If I can die with your Majesty, I will be remembered forever!"
Boom!
But at this moment, a gap was blown out of the palace wall.
Some dead soldiers crawled in.
"Your Majesty, evacuate quickly, evacuate Qianqing Palace!" Wang Qin, who had returned from setting fire to Renshou Palace, knelt in front of Zhu Qiyu and hugged Zhu Qiyu's legs.
It’s been an hour and a half!
No matter how he calculated it, it was time for Yu Qian to come.
But he didn't come, which means he also gave up on me!
Even if it is delayed for another half an hour, what's the use?
Without Yu Qian's Beijing camp to quell the rebellion, no matter how delayed it was, they could only survive for a few hours. It would be better to die vigorously.
Zhu Qiyu kicked Wang Qin away with a decisive look on his face: "If you die, you will die. What a terrible thing!"
"The emperor has his own way of dying."
"Prince!"
"come over!"
"I'll give you a step first!"
"Then, I will go to Huangquan Road to find you! You are not alone!"
"bring it on!"
He waved to Zhu Jianshen and asked him to come over.
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I wrote a chapter [Yu Qian] that doesn’t fit the rhythm of this book, so I won’t put it in the main text. I’ll put it in the chapter and upload it immediately. If you like it, go and read it.
