The southern foot of Purple Mountain in Nanjing!

The spring rain is like mist and wind, blowing coolly on the face. Looking at the Purple Mountain from a distance, it seems to be looming. The distant mountain seems to be near, and it seems to be on the horizon. Occasionally, a ray of slanting sunlight is sharp.

It shot through the sky and earth like a sword. The hazy world seemed to collapse in an instant.

Under the shining of light, both the earth and people's hearts suddenly became bright.

It is good when the water is shining and the sky is clear, but the mountains are also strange when they are empty and covered with rain.

Sitting in a pavilion in the mountains were four people, four figures who once stirred up troubles in the Ming Dynasty. Now, they were wrapped in the rain and fog halfway up the mountain. While drinking, they looked at the sunshine that was gradually tearing apart the haze.

"The culprit, Qian Qianyi, has been killed, and his accomplices are also being arrested. They are all loyal ministers of the late emperor, and they are also knowledgeable people of our Ming Dynasty. Why should we be so sentimental, like today's weather...!"

"Lord Wang, Internal Prime Minister! When Xizong was here, you were Internal Prime Minister. At that time, you and brother Wei Zhongxian were in love! When the late emperor was in power, you were also Internal Prime Minister. At that time, you had a close relationship with Qian Qianyi! What?

Which cabinet elder has you snagged now? The new emperor has not yet ascended the throne, but he wants to continue to be the internal minister? I sincerely wish you to be the internal minister of the Ming Empire forever." Yang Sichang has always looked down on eunuchs.

Especially looking down on eunuchs like Wang Tigan. As soon as Wang Tigan opened his mouth today, Yang Sichang pushed him back.

Luo Yangxing glanced at Wang Tiqian indifferently. Wang Chengen lowered his head and drank. He seemed to be very interested in what was in the wine!

"Master Yang! I am doing this for the sake of the Ming Dynasty. I, Wang Tigan, am already at this age, what else can I expect? Do you think I like to be the Chief of Ceremonies, Bingbi? At such an old age, no matter how powerful an official can be, how can I be so great?

"

"Then who knows?" Luo Yangxing said lightly.

"Lord Luo! You can't say that. I, Wang Tigan, took care of the late emperor's affairs. You are all watching the scenery. If I hadn't taken care of it, how could the future of Emperor Daxing be so glorious? This Zijin

The mausoleum on the mountain can be repaired...!"

"Thank you for your hard work!" Luo Yangxing teased lightly again.

"Yes! It was done carefully. The queen, the prince, and all the princes have all gone to the underworld. Now, the elders have to find the heirs of the empire among their close blood relatives. This is all due to you, the Minister of Internal Affairs!" Yang Sichang!

He picked up the glass of wine and drank it in one gulp.

"Qian Qianyi conspired to rebel. Our family never thought of it. The princes keep watch over the deceased, which is also a ritual left down by our ancestors. This...! It seems that Qian Qianyi and I are rebelling according to tradition. Cheng'en, please say something.

"Wang Tiqian was so choked that he rolled his eyes and could only turn to Wang Chengen beside him for help. Today he is here as a lobbyist to persuade Yang Sichang and Luo Yangxing to come out and continue to serve the new dynasty.

Wang Tiqian noticed the hostility of these two people towards him, so he called his brother Wang Chengen. Unexpectedly, Wang Chengen only drank and had no intention of talking.

"Brother! We are brothers. There are some things I am embarrassed to say. Do you really want me to say what you are thinking?" Wang Chengen looked at Wang Tiqian for a long time before he said this sentence. Wang Tiqian immediately blushed. He originally wanted to

I was looking for a helper, but unexpectedly I found an enemy.

"There's nothing I can't say. My Wang Tiqian's loyalty to the late emperor and the court is as evident as the sun and the moon. I...!"

"Okay! Okay! Okay! Okay! Okay!" Wang Chengen stretched out his hand to stop Wang Tiqian.

"Brother, I'm done with this oath. I'm afraid that if God does something good, he will really drop a thunderbolt and kill you."

"Why are you talking like that? Are you saying that my loyalty to the imperial court is fake?" When Wang Chengen said this, Wang Tiqian's face became even more confused.

"Stop talking, brother, do you really want me to come out? You came to invite Mr. Luo and Mr. Yang to come out and continue to serve the court. Is it really just for the sake of publicity? It's not to give you more allies and help in the court. So that you can secure your position as eunuch Bingbi, the eunuch?

Whether it's Ma Shiying or Zhou Yanru, which one of these people is more economical? If you are not touched now, it is because the new king has not succeeded yet. If you wait for the new king to take the throne, I am afraid that the first edict will be yours. , it will be very rare for you to be able to work as a wake-up call by then."

"You...!" Wang Tiqian was speechless by Wang Chengen. He couldn't hide his little thoughts from his brothers.

"You brought me here, how can I, Wang Cheng'en, have such great dignity? I... am just a eunuch, a slave in front of His Majesty. When the late emperor went, the old slave wanted to follow him. I was just worried about Wanzai's funeral. No one is taking care of it! Now that Wanzai's posthumous affairs have been taken care of, our family has nothing to think about."

"Eunuch Wang!" Upon hearing Wang Chengen's words, Luo Yangxing and Yang Sichang were both startled, and stood up and looked at Wang Chengen.

"You two adults, there is no need to panic. The old slave was with Wanzai when he lurked in the mansion. The only hope in this life is that Wanzai can become a saint king and guide the old slave to honor his ancestors.

His day was flooded with water, and he recognized the cigarette as his back body.

Now that the late emperor is gone, this old slave has no hope in this life. If there is any hope, it is to continue to serve the late emperor. You two adults, please remember that this old slave is still respectful to you. Come on, put the old slave into the underground palace. Let the old slave follow Long Live to the Nine Springs and continue to be Long Live's old slave. Thank you both very much!" Wang Cheng'en said and bowed his hands to Luo Yangxing and Yang Sichang.

"Eunuch Wang, why are you doing this?" Luo Yangxing looked at Wang Chengen's face that gradually became twisted and ferocious.

"Loyal servant! Loyal servant! Long live this loyal servant, I may rest in peace!" Yang Sichang bowed deeply to Wang Chengen. As a scholar-official, he had never bowed to Wang Chengen before.

"Brother! Forget it, let go. Brother...brother...!" Wang Chengen said it twice, but he couldn't say the rest. Black blood poured out from his mouth, and more came out with each word he said.

"Brother! Brother...!" Wang Tiqian hugged Wang Chengen's body and burst into tears.

"Uh...!" Wang Chengen was speechless and used all his strength to push away the king's body. He knelt down straight in the direction of the imperial mausoleum and hit his head heavily on the ground.

"Brother!" Wang Tigan raised his hands, not knowing what to do.

Wang Chengen was shaking so much that he felt like sifting chaff, and he was obviously trying his best to restrain himself. But Ju Lie's pain was obviously something he couldn't restrain. Wang Chengen was rolling on the ground in pain, and he didn't know whether he was wailing or screaming. Every time he screamed, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Poof!" A sharp sword struck Wang Chengen's neck. This sword cut off most of Wang Chengen's neck, but did not completely cut it off. Speaking of which, this can be considered a complete corpse.

"Your loyal officer and Mr. Yang are aware of it, so go on your way." Luo Yangxing put away his sword and bowed to Wang Chengen's twitching body.

Yang Sichang accompanied him, bending very low.

Dark clouds closed the sky again, and the brief sunshine seemed as if it had never appeared. The world turned into chaos and gray again. The annoying rain and fog enveloped the four people again, and Yang Sichang and Luo Yangxing allowed their clothes to get wet. , still bowing.

"No need, sirs. My brother also seeks benevolence and gets benevolence. I think he can continue to serve the late emperor even under Jiuquan. This old slave is also very envious. But our Ming Dynasty is in turmoil now, and it is these two such high-minded ministers. When you show off your power, you two...!" The so-called "very sad" actually means only ten minutes of sadness.

For his dead brother, Wang Tiqian could only cry a little, which was considered the end of his kindness. Now the topic was back on track, and he advised Yang Sichang and Luo Yangxing to continue to return to the court and fight side by side with him for power.

"Master Internal Affairs Minister, there is no need to say more. Luo has decided to lead the remaining Jin Yiwei brothers to guard the imperial mausoleum for His Majesty from generation to generation."

"Huh! Yang doesn't despise being associated with the gentle scum, so he will hang up and leave today. I will leave it to Mr. Luo to take care of the prince's death. In the future, Yang will definitely lead his troops back to Nanjing City, and kill the young man who is planning to kill Long Live Kill them all."
Chapter completed!