All Heavens and Great Mings: Create Myths from Chat Groups

Chapter 0071 Xiao Wanli was frightened! Zhu Zhanji is numb!!

"Grandpa Zhu Houzhao, where are you?"

Xiao Wanli's voice echoed in the chat group space.

He looked at the white light space around him, and the excitement on his little face grew, and at the age of ten, he was exactly the age he liked to explore.

And this magical white light space just gave him endless imagination.

A figure suddenly appeared in front.

Xiao Wanli's eyes lit up, and he quickly ran up.

Pulled the corner of the man's clothes: "Grandpa Zhu Houzhao, is that you?" "

But wait until the man turns his head.

A face half covered with thin blood scabs and countless cuts on half appeared in his line of sight.

Xiao Wanli's pupils dilated in horror.

"Ghost!! Ghost!! "

He cried out in horror, let go of the corner of his clothes and turned his head and ran!

But just before he ran a few steps, he bumped into a person again.

"Are you... Wanli Emperor Zhu Yijun? "

Looking at the little guy who crashed into him, Zhu Houzhao quickly went through his impression of the Sixteenth Emperor of the Ming Dynasty.

When he was a teenager, he was the eldest son who ascended the throne and became emperor, and there were only two in total.

One is Zhu Qi Town.

But this kid has already come in.

Then the other one, naturally, is Wanli!

Xiao Wanli was still immersed in the fear just now, so he quickly ran in a different direction.

But within a few steps, he felt like he was being picked up.

Looking at it again, isn't it Grandpa Zhu Houzhao who picked himself up?

"Are you... Grandpa Zhu Houzhao? "

Xiao Wanli slowly stopped his tears and said uncertainly with a puzzled tone.

The man in the dragon robe in front of him is exactly the same as the portrait of Grandpa Zhu Houzhao in the Zongmiao.

It should be him, right?

"It's me."

Zhu Houzhao looked at the little Wanli in front of him, and also showed a smile.

What a bonus!

He originally thought that Wanli, who came to the chat group, might be like Jiajing, who was already fifty or sixty years old.

But I didn't expect that it was still Xiao Wanli!

At this age, I'm afraid that Zhang Juzheng is still implementing the new policy, right?

It seems that this Wanli Dynasty.

Also a good seedling!

"Grandpa Zhu Houzhao, there is a monster here, you need to be hearted!"

Xiao Wanli said with a look of horror.

"Monster?"

Zhu Houzhao was stunned for a moment.

Isn't this the Daming Emperor chat group?

Where did the monster come from?

"Emperor Zhengde, long time no see."

Zhu Qizhen's familiar voice came.

Zhu Houzhao turned his head to see if Zhu Qizhen had changed in the past nine months, but the moment he saw him, his eyes widened.

"You are... Got a facelift? "

Zhu Houzhao was stunned!

It stands to reason.

Even if Zhu Qizhen was captured, wasn't he not mistreated?

What the hell is this?

No wonder Xiao Wanli was so scared that he turned his head and ran.

Zhu Qizhen smiled bitterly.

The scars on the face are even more hideous.

"After I came out of the chat group that day, I went straight back to Tumu Fort."

"In order to escape the pursuit of Wala, I had no choice but to pretend to be dead."

"But if it wasn't for the Vara soldiers, they would have been mended or their ears cut, so I had to make this decision."

Listen to this explanation.

Zhu Houzhao also slowly understood.

"So you cut off your face, then pretended to be a dead body, and fled all the way back to the capital?"

"Exactly!"

Zhu Qizhen nodded.

Although Zhu Houzhao did look down on Zhu Qizhen.

But this kind of ruthless escape action also made him a little impressed.

After all, there are not many people who can cut off their faces with their own hands.

"Also thanks to genetic agents."

Zhu Qizhen pointed to his face: "If it weren't for the gene medicine that improved my self-healing ability, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to reach the capital at all, and I would have died." "

"Gene potions?"

"I redeemed it a second before I left the chat group."

"So it is."

Zhu Houzhao nodded slightly.

This kind of Zhu Qizhen can be regarded as having half a heroic spirit.

It is not in vain to let him tweak.

Zhu Houzhao stretched out his hand and hugged Xiao Wanli, who was hiding behind him in fear.

"Don't be afraid, boy, this guy is Ming Yingzong Zhu Qizhen, you should have seen it in the Taimiao, right?"

Xiao Wanli looked at Zhu Qizhen, and the fear in his eyes obviously did not subside.

After all, this look, even an adult should be shocked, and Xiao Wanli is only ten years old this year, and it is normal to be afraid.

"Zhu Qizhen?"

A voice filled with a weak tone came from behind him.

Both turned their heads to look.

I saw a pale-faced man standing there.

Zhu Houzhao recognized it at the first time.

Isn't this Ming Xuanzong Zhu Zhanji?

Looking at this, it seems a little weak.

"Father?!"

Zhu Qizhen's eyes widened suddenly.

By the time he was eight years old, his father had died.

The father and emperor in my impression still look weak lying on that hospital bed in the end, isn't it like this?

He wanted to run over, but his heart tightened again, afraid that his face would frighten his father.

For a while, it turned out to be a dilemma.

Zhu Zhanji walked over slowly, and he was slightly shocked after seeing Zhu Qizhen's face.

But soon he frowned again and looked at Zhu Qizhen's eyebrows.

Although his face is broken, there are seven or eight points similar to him between those eyebrows!?

"Are you really, Qi Zhen?"

He asked in disbelief: "Your face, what's wrong with this?" "

"My son, who hurt you?"

"I..."

Looking at the father in front of him, Zhu Qizhen was a little choked for a while.

Who hurt him?

He opened his mouth, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Could it be that it was because of his own defeat in Fort Bicheu?

Inexplicable emotions rushed straight to the sky from the bottom of his heart, Zhu Qizhen gritted his teeth, but still burst into tears.

Dad is still the same as he was on the bed.

But what about him?

No longer the ignorant crown prince, but a sinner!

The sinners who buried the fourth generation of the Daming family business!

"Father, I'm sorry."

Zhu Qizhen's tears fell down loudly.

Finally, he knelt down and kowtowed heavily to Zhu Zhanji.

"My son, what's wrong with you?"

Zhu Zhanji frowned.

However, Zhu Qizhen just kept crying, crying so much that he couldn't speak.

Helpless.

Zhu Zhanji's weak body could not lift Zhu Qizhen up.

I can only look at Zhu Houzhao.

"I wonder who this is?"

Zhu Houzhao smiled hehe: "In the Lower Daming Zhengde Emperor Zhu Houzhao, this is Daming Wanli Emperor Zhu Yijun, all of whom are the emperors of the Daming Dynasty." "

"Are you the leader of this Daming Emperor's chat group?"

Zhu Zhanji reacted instantly.

"Good."

Zhu Houzhao nodded.

It's not a loss to Xuanzong, obviously he has become ill like this, and his mind is still so clear.

"Emperor Zhengde, I wonder what the magic of this chat group is?"

"And my son Qizhen... I was listening in the back just now, it seems that the two of you have already known each other? "

Zhu Zhanji asked tentatively.

Zhu Houzhao naturally replied without hesitation.

"This Daming Emperor chat group is naturally a place that can bring in all the emperors of the Daming Dynasty to chat and discuss together, but only when the assembly is open, everyone can chat face to face."

"Each dynasty belongs to a parallel historical world, and so far, including you, there are a total of twelve people in the chat group."

"As for Zhu Qizhen"

"Naturally, because he had already joined the chat group last time, he met me."

"So it is."

Zhu Zhanji was abrupt, hesitated for a moment, and then asked, "Then I wonder what happened to my child?" "

Zhu Qizhen's appearance is really miserable.

Just the scar on that face, it looks oozing!

Zhu Zhanji couldn't imagine what kind of torture he had gone through?

Also, why do you cry on your knees as soon as you see yourself, and say sorry?

Daming after his own death.

What the hell is going on??!

"Let him tell you about this matter himself."

Zhu Houzhao replied.

Since Zhu Qizhen had already repented, he naturally treated Zhu Qizhen as a Daming Emperor.

This kind of thing, as the group leader, naturally he will not go to the boundary.

Then.

One after another figures walked out of thin air, it was Zhu Yuanzhang and the others.

"Hahaha, let's just say that there are a lot of things to do today."

"This doesn't! Double happiness is coming!! "

Zhu Yuanzhang's iconic size voice came.

All of a sudden, the atmosphere of the chat group was set up.

"Daddy, you also have happy events?"

Zhu Di looked at his father and wondered.

"What words!?"

Zhu Yuanzhang slapped the back of Zhu Di's head and said with a smile: "Your Uncle Xu Da won a big victory in Beiyuan!" Catch that Wang Bao, just like a dog! "

"Dad, you also went on the Northern Expedition?"

Zhu Di's eyes widened.

"That must!"

Zhu Yuanzhang grinned and said, "After taking so many benefits in the chat group, how can that group of Beiyuan be our opponent?" "

"Wait."

He reacted: "What do you mean by this 'also'?" "

"Because I also went on the Northern Expedition."

Zhu Di smiled, stretched out three fingers and said proudly: "Three months, it is to chase Wa Ra to the sky without a way and no way to go to the ground!" "

"Now the steppe ministries have been completely subdued, and it is at least fifty years of peace!"

New fire, new artillery.

As well as the inspiration learned earlier from the Mandarin Duck Array, the reorganized infantry phalanx.

Put on the steppe.

Naturally, God blocks and kills God, and Buddha blocks and kills Buddha.

A few watts, what is it?

"Congratulations Grandpa, Congratulations Dad."

"Big win!"

Chubby Zhu on the side also had a smile on his face, and the fat flesh on his face was enough to show his happiness.

Although not his own Hong Xi Dynasty.

But he could always see Daming as a collective.

His grandfather and father are so powerful, they also have face, don't they?

"Grandpa? Father? Grandpa Taizu? "

Zhu Zhanji looked at these giggling emperors, and his face was not only shocked, but still shocked!

When he heard Zhu Houzhao's description just now, he wasn't so shocked...

Just thought it was magical.

And now, when he saw the dead Imperial Grandpa and Daddy appear in front of him.

Zhu Zhanji only felt that his heart was struck!

Although he has never seen Grandpa Taizu in reality, he has seen it on the portrait!

It's exactly the same!

"You are, Jungki?"

Zhu Di noticed Zhu Zhanji for the first time, and his face was suddenly stunned.

Then came the big joy.

"I didn't expect to pull you in this time!"

"Good! That's great! "

Not long ago, he was on the grassland, and he also tested his good grandson!

I felt at the time.

His good grandson must be in the future, Daming Mingzhuang!

I didn't expect to come in this time.

I saw what my eldest grandson looked like when he grew up!

"Jungkey, why are you so weak?"

Zhu Gaoji obviously noticed Zhu Zhanji's pale appearance and was a little puzzled.

In his impression.

This son of his own is obviously physically tough.

But now it looks like this.

It's weaker than before I used the gene potion.

"Dad, it's not a secret."

Zhu Zhanji smiled bitterly: "The imperial doctor said that my time is numbered. "

"It is also thanks to Zhengde Dirende for pulling me here to see you for the last time."

"Hahaha."

Perhaps they are too happy today, Zhu Yuanzhang and others laugh relatively low.

After seeing Zhu Zhanji say this sentence with a serious face, the three people actually laughed in unison.

Zhu Zhanji: "..."

Am I right?

My grandpa and my dad were so happy to hear that I was going to die?

"Don't worry, my son."

Zhu Gao said with a smile: "There is a genetic potion in this chat group, which can save your life!" "

Saying that, Zhu Gaochi also looked at Zhu Houzhao.

"Emperor Zhengde, I'm tired of you transferring out of that Heavenly Mall."

"Good."

Zhu Houzhao nodded.

As soon as the mind moves, the mall appears.

It's the same as last time.

There is only such a commodity as gene medicine.

[Low-grade gene potion - bronze imprint× 10 pieces]

"Xuanzong, you only need to exchange this item, and then inject the gene medicine into the body, naturally you can cure the disease."

Zhu Houzhao said.

Zhu Gaozhi on the side also nodded repeatedly: "That's right, let's exchange it quickly." "

"Your father and I were injected with this gene agent, so I can live until now, and now it is almost July of the first year of Hongxi."

"There is such a magical thing?"

Zhu Zhanji was moved.

He knew that his father died in June of the first year of Hong Xi.

Living now, it must be the credit of this genetic medicine.

"How to redeem?"

"You just need to meditate in your heart, but the price of the credit will need to be made up later."

"Good."

Zhu Zhanji nodded and immediately silently chanted 'exchange' in his heart.

【Redemption successful! 】 】

[Redemption items will be distributed after the redeemer returns to reality.] 】

[Zhu Zhanji: Bronze Imprint ×-10]

Prompts are given on the panel.

It really made Zhu Zhanji novel.

"When you go back, you will extract this gene agent and inject it into your body."

Zhu Gaojie instructed.

"Don't worry, Dad, I remembered."

When Zhu Zhanji learned that he was saved, he was naturally in a good mood.

For a while, the pale color on his face also disappeared a little, and his tone became lively

"Dad, what the hell is going on with my son."

"Did you know?"

Zhu Zhanji asked with a frown.

Zhu Qizhen was still kneeling there, and although his tears stopped, he still choked up.

Apparently all emotions gathered to a point, and finally completely collapsed!

“...... You'll find out later. "

Zhu Gaojie was silent for a while and sighed.

There will be a national strength demonstration session later, and then let Juni know.

After all, there is no gene agent injected yet, and the body is still too weak.

He was also afraid that his son would be excited and die in the emperor's chatter.

Then there is no way to return to heaven!

Zhu Zhanji looked at his father's expression, obviously realizing something.

He looked at Daddy and Grandpa Taizu again.

His eyes narrowed suddenly.

"It seems that my son seems to have done something wrong."

"And it's a big mistake."

These thoughts flashed in Zhu Zhanji's heart.

If not.

You can't still hide from yourself.

Airplanes~

The chat group space rippled again, and another emperor walked in.

Chongzhen, Hongzhi, and newcomer Longqing, and...

Jiajing in armor.

All:???

"Jiajing, what are you wearing armor for?"

Zhu Houzhao was a little confused.

Jiajing smiled: "Brother Huang, I just came back from the imperial conquest." "

Imperial driving family signs, these four words Zhu Houzhao knows.

Everyone knows each other.

But the six words 'Jiajing Royal Driving Family'.

Zhu Houzhao was a little unacquainted.

...... Piece.