Zhu Qizhen, Emperor Yingzong of the Ming Dynasty, lowered his head with a guilty conscience and said weakly:
"Dad, I am not thinking this. With Emperor Taizu here, who dares to bully me?"
The emperor's grandson Zhu Zhanji wanted to slap him and beat this traitor to death, and cursed:
"Have you forgotten that they even dare to attack His Highness the Crown Prince, let alone a foolish king like you!"
"As an emperor, if you act so ignorantly, go back to your hometown in Fengyang and think about your mistakes behind closed doors!"
Crown Prince Zhu Gaochi was about to cry when he saw that Ming Yingzong was aggrieved, and said with relief:
"Zhan Ji, please stop saying a few words. No matter how much you say, Qi Zhen has made a great contribution."
"Since Emperor Taizu and Emperor Taizong are now entangled in trivial matters, I will go above and beyond once and give this [Shenting Cultivation Method] to Qi Zhen for practice."
Zhu Jianshen, Emperor Xianzong of the Ming Dynasty, said worriedly:
"Grandpa, in which dynasty do you plan to let my father establish a divine court?"
"My grandson just watched the live broadcast. After Emperor Yang of the Sui Dynasty established the Divine Court, there seemed to be no evil spirits in the great cause."
He has not forgotten that he was the one who took the lead and kidnapped his unreliable father back.
If my unreliable father established a divine court in his Chenghua dynasty, something would be very wrong...
Zhu Qizhen, Emperor Yingzong of the Ming Dynasty, was overjoyed when he heard this. He stepped forward, beat the shoulders and pinched the back of the crown prince Zhu Gaochi, and said:
"Grandpa Huang, you love your grandson the most."
"My grandson doesn't want to go anywhere. He just wants to establish a divine court in the Zhengtong Dynasty, and then give you and my father a big divine title."
"By the way, Grandma Huang, my mother, and the others are also being conferred the status of gods, so that we can all live forever."
Crown Prince Zhu Gaochi said with a smile:
"Qizhen, you kid, your father and I will eventually go back to Yongle."
"Those divine positions of yours should be left to Yu Qian and the others. As an emperor, you must understand what it means to know people and make good use of them."
"However, the establishment of the Divine Court is not a trivial matter. If something goes wrong... let's see, you take Qi Zhen to the Three Realms to establish the Divine Court."
"Find a remote place and don't hurt innocent people."
Zhu Qizhen, Emperor Yingzong of the Ming Dynasty, was just about to refute when he received the cold gaze of Zhu Zhanji, the grandson of the emperor.
With no choice but to give in, he reluctantly followed Ming Xianzong Zhu Jianshen and others into the space passage.
The palace suddenly became quiet.
After the emperor's grandson Zhu Zhanji helped the emperor Zhu Gaochi sit on the dragon chair, he hesitated and said:
"Dad, can we really go back to Yongle Dynasty?"
"Grandpa Huang has always favored Han people... Ahem, second uncle, you are obviously the prince."
Crown Prince Zhu Gaochi said with a smile:
"Zhan Ji, even if your second uncle ascends the throne and becomes emperor, he will not dare to do anything wrong with your grandpa here."
"As long as the people of Ming Dynasty can live and work in peace and contentment, and everyone has clothes to wear and food to eat, even if I can't be the emperor, it doesn't matter."
"On the other hand, you are still young, why not go to heaven and become a god?"
The face of the emperor's grandson Zhu Zhanji changed and he looked at his father intently, hoping that his father was joking with him.
However, the emperor's grandson was desperate and walked out in despair, saying:
"Dad, please think about it..."
After the crown prince left, Crown Prince Zhu Gaochi sighed and murmured to himself:
"Silly boy, it's your grandpa who has the final say on who should be the emperor, and my father's decision doesn't count."
"Your imperial grandfather values family ties the most. Even if your second uncle and third uncle have the words "treason and rebellion" carved on their faces, they are still safe and sound."
"But after you ascend the throne in the future, your second uncle and third uncle...hey, it was this throne that harmed you."
…
After the emperor's grandson Zhu Zhanji walked out of the palace, he looked around the magnificent palace and walked back to the palace in despair.
After ordering the maids to retreat, he took out a jade pendant with the word "Emperor" engraved on it and a letter from under the bed. He fell into a dilemma and said to himself:
"I don't know which dynasty the prince was... could he be deceitful... Throughout the ages... not many princes have conspired to rebel... and succeeded..."
"Especially those emperors who have entered the path of cultivation... want to gather people to rebel... it is difficult..."
"Go to heaven and become a god... Dad... you are asking me to give up the throne on my own initiative... Even if my second uncle ascends the throne... he may not have done more merits than me!"
…
The arena of the heavens.
In the sky.
Li Shimin, Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty, stood on the golden lotus transformed by the Buddha's light, looked at the scenery passing quickly in front of him, and said casually:
"Guanyin Bodhisattva, I don't understand something. Isn't it a good thing that those small barbarian countries were destroyed? Why do you still want to bring order to the chaos?"
"I heard that the former king of the Bhikkhu Kingdom was dissolute and extravagant. He just got sick and was instigated by the father of the country."
"Collecting one thousand one hundred and eleven children, gouging out their hearts to make medicine and treating diseases. Is such a foolish king worthy of being the king of a country?"
"The King of France, who wanted to destroy the Buddha in his country, had already killed nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-six monks."
"And why are there so many bones buried under the Lion Camel Ridge that the closer you get to Lingshan, the more chaotic it becomes?"
Guanyin Bodhisattva chanted the Buddha's name in a low voice and said:
"Amitabha, General Li, everything in the world has its own destiny. How can we change it without authorization?"
"As the saying goes, the cycle of cause and effect does not mean that there is no reward, it is just that the time has not come."
Tang Taizong Li Shimin then asked:
"It has its own destiny? Is it the destiny of your Buddhism? Or the destiny of heaven? The time has not come yet? When will it come?"
"Anyway, without His Majesty's decree, I would never have returned to the imperial court. Those people have been tortured so much that it is up to the Heavenly Soldiers of the Tang Dynasty to rescue them from their suffering."
Guanyin Bodhisattva gave a bitter smile, feeling helpless. She had already persuaded "Li Erlang" several times along the way.
Unexpectedly, in the end she was left speechless by the rebuttal.
After a while.
When Guanyin Bodhisattva arrived at a place ten miles away from the Bhikkhu Kingdom, he suddenly felt a little confused and stopped.
I counted with my fingers, but couldn't figure out anything. I just felt that the Bhikkhu country in front of me seemed like a dangerous place.
Li Shimin, Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty, knew clearly that Song Taizong and the others would never leave the Arena of Heaven with anger, and he tried to say:
"Bodhisattva, what's wrong with you? Could it be that your injury hasn't healed yet? How about taking a rest first?"
Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva shook his head, and with his spiritual thoughts, he sensed that the bhikkhu's country was full of people and lively.
He relaxed a little and said:
"Perhaps the poor monk's perception is wrong. General Li, please wait for the poor monk here first."
While speaking, Guanyin Bodhisattva stepped into the realm of bhikkhu.
Suddenly, the voice of Song Taizong Zhao Guangyi rang out between heaven and earth:
"Take the luck of the Song Dynasty as a guide!"
"Heaven Locking Formation!"
"rise!"
As Song Taizong finished speaking, a dragon of luck flew out from the Bhikkhu Kingdom and danced between heaven and earth.
One after another, the luck of the Song Dynasty turned into chains, sealing off the land of a hundred miles around the Bhikkhu Kingdom.
At the same time, Emperor Wu of Wei, Cao Cao and other emperors, who had been lying in wait for a long time, took action boldly:
"Please baby, turn around!"
"Guanyin Bodhisattva, if I call you, do you dare to agree?"
"Golden rope, bind!"
(End of chapter)
