Chapter 650: Fame? family? Which one is more important?

Style: Historical Author: Luo JiuyouWords: 2286Update Time: 24/01/18 06:44:00
The world of gods.

Song Taizong, who was fighting in all directions with Song Taizu and pacifying the rebellious princes, saw Ming Yingzong who looked completely different from the other on the live broadcast interface and said with dissatisfaction:

"You, Ming Taizong, actually left a trick on Ming Yingzong. Could it be that you can bully everyone in the Song Dynasty?"

The method used by "Ming Yingzong" just now was clearly that of following his words, and at first glance, it was the method of King Yan Zhu Di.

He just said, the emperor of the Ming Dynasty always protected his shortcomings, how could he let Zhu Qizhen, the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, go to the Demonic Heaven alone!

It turns out that I had already prepared for it!

aside.

Song Taizu Zhao Kuangyin glanced at Song Taizong, took out his sword, pointed it directly at the city in front of him, and ordered:

"Pass this king's order to attack the city!"

As the war drums sounded, the soldiers of the Song Dynasty, whose bodies were glowing with golden light, were able to withstand the arrows of the rebels in the city and rush up the city wall with their physical strength alone.

In less than a moment, the rebels in the city knelt down in droves to pray for surrender.



The Yongzheng plane of the Qing Dynasty.

Emperor Yinzhen of the Qing Dynasty saw Taizong of the Song Dynasty and Taizong of the Ming Dynasty having a quarrel in the chat group. He looked back at the energetic Manchu cavalry behind him.

With a thought in his mind, a dark space passage cut across the sky and earth, and he commanded:

"Go to war!"

"Tap tap tap"

When hundreds of thousands of cavalry filed in and entered the space passage, Yuan Mingzong and Shihen stood on the city wall, looking at it with envy, and secretly cursed:

"Damn Taizong of the Song Dynasty and Emperor Yang of the Sui Dynasty. It's all your fault, these two thieves. One took away my great yuan, and the other took away the merits of my [Mingzong Grand Ceremony]."

"I am so worried about the ancient world that I cannot enter the ancient world again... No, I will become more and more angry as I think about it. I want to seek revenge from you!"



The world of gods.

Troubled times at the end of the Yuan Dynasty.

In the jungle.

A colorful tiger was lowering its head to eat a wild deer. Suddenly, the grass in the distance shook slightly.

This immediately alerted the colorful tiger. He raised his head and stared at the place where the sound came from with a pair of tiger eyes.

One second!

Ten seconds!

After a long while, a strong carp flew out from the grass, landed on the ground, and kept jumping around.

Seeing this scene, the colorful tiger breathed a sigh of relief, lowered his head again, and was about to continue enjoying the food, but suddenly he felt something was wrong.

The carp seems to be swimming in the water. How did it end up on the ground?

at this time.

More than a dozen arrows flew from not far away, and in an instant, the colorful tiger was shot into a hedgehog.

"Roar"

With a roar of grief and indignation, the colorful tiger fell to the ground.

After a while.

Zhu Xiongying, the grandson of the emperor, wore a tiger head hat, clothes sewn from tiger skin, and tiger claw shoes on his feet.

Carrying a bow and arrow on his back, he walked out of the grass and complained to Zhu Yun:

"Yunwen, if I hadn't been quick to act in a hurry, this tiger would have been attracted to you."

"Hunting is like fighting. If you are not careful, you will lose everything."

Zhu Yunwen lowered his head in grievance, clasped his two little hands together and said:

"Brother, I know I was wrong."

aside.

Li Hong excitedly rushed to the tiger's body, touched the soft hair with his two small hands, and begged:

"Uncle, it's my turn this time. I also want to wear clothes made of tiger skin!"

Liu Zhi hugged one of the tiger's hind legs tightly, drooling, and said:

"Uncle, I also want to taste your roasted tiger legs."

Look around.

I saw all the princes who were wearing neat clothes when they first came to this world, but now everyone is wearing clothes made of animal skins, which look quite rough.

Looking from a distance, they look like little beasts standing upright.

Zhu Chongba walked at the back, looking down at his hands, which was a letter sent by his friend Tang He, persuading him to go to Haozhou City to join Guo Zixing and join the Red Turban Army.

Hearing the voices of the princes, a flash of hesitation flashed in his eyes. Immediately, he tore the letter into pieces, strode towards the tiger's corpse, and said:

"Ji'er, let go of the tiger's legs quickly, be careful not to get scratched by the tiger's claws again, Ying'er, let go of your mouth, wait until it's cooked before you can eat it."

"Yunwen, this time I will make you a tiger skin outfit first. It's almost winter, and ordinary animal skins will be very cold to wear."



In the sky.

Li Chen, Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty, put down the black chess piece in his hand, looked at each other with Zhu Youjian, Emperor Sizong of the Ming Dynasty, and said with a wry smile:

"What should I do? Ming Taizu doesn't seem to want to join the army anymore."

"As a result, those princes will have no chance to follow Ming Taizu and learn to lead troops in war."

Seeing that the Great Tribulation of the Gods was about to begin, in the chaotic times of the late Yuan Dynasty, Ming Taizu had been leading the princes to hunt for a living all day long.

Therefore, Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty and Li Chen forged a letter from Tang He, hoping to lure Taizu of the Ming Dynasty to Haozhou City. Unexpectedly, Taizu of the Ming Dynasty did not take the bait.

Ming Sizong Zhu Youjian looked down at the Emperor Taizu with an extremely kind smile on the ground, and sighed:

"It seems that I have acted too hastily. Why don't I intervene and let them act as they see fit?"

"Emperor Taizu values ​​family ties the most. It's okay to be alone, but with so many young children around him, how dare he join the army."

Although Tang Xuanzong and Li Chen felt that this move was inappropriate, the emperors sent their princes to learn how to lead troops in war, not to learn how to hunt.

However, recalling the horrific scenes he saw in the chaotic times of the late Yuan Dynasty, he said helplessly:

"That's okay...that's okay."

"After all, we thought too simply. The troubled times at the end of the Yuan Dynasty were not much better than purgatory on earth."



The world of gods.

Demonic God.

Zhu Qizhen, the Yingzong of the Ming Dynasty, learned from the quarrel between Song Taizong and his great-grandfather that the big yellow dog turned out to be Wan Yangou.

Moreover, he used his words to turn Song Gaozong into a big yellow dog. When he turned Song Gaozong into a big yellow dog, his jaw dropped. He picked up the loveless Song Gaozong and said in a subtle tone:

"Hiss... Dahuang... Bah, Wanyan Gou, do you still dare to be arrogant in front of me?"

"Hahaha, the big yellow dog Wanyan Gou... Hahaha... I didn't expect that I am so powerful. I learned to follow my words in my sleep."

Hearing Ming Yingzong's ridicule, the grief-stricken Song Gaozong cursed:

"Woof woof woof... woof woof woof"

at this time.

A voice that only Ming Yingzong could hear sounded in his ears:

"Idiot, if I hadn't put a ray of divine will on you, you would have been beaten into a dog long ago."

"Why don't you go and wander around, see how those demonic soldiers are born, and try your best to weaken Tianmotian's foundation."

Zhu Qizhen, Emperor Yingzong of the Ming Dynasty, froze. He immediately recognized that it was the voice of Grandpa Yan, and he did not dare to be presumptuous.

He shook the big yellow dog in his hand and said fiercely:

"Wan Yangou, let me ask you, how were those demonic soldiers born! Why don't you recruit them as they are, so as not to suffer physical pain?"

Song Gaozong Zhao Gou rolled his eyes and cursed:

"Woof woof woof"

"Snapped"

Zhu Qizhen, Emperor Yingzong of the Ming Dynasty, slapped the big yellow dog on the face and said angrily:

"What are you barking at? You can't even speak?"

"Hurry up and tell the truth, or I will castrate you!" (End of Chapter)