The sky in 1627 was still the sky of Ming Dynasty. At least on the surface. But a disturbing news was circulating: Emperor Xizong of Tianqi was ill.It is said that the Liaodong War made him always worry too much, and the old man Xi Zong took all the problems by himself, and finally got sick. Maybe let go when you should let go in life, maybe politics is just one of the many options in life.Maybe so, who knows?For the emperor, his worries are nothing more than the right and wrong in the political arena, and the parents in the harem are short-sighted; Everything will pass, and everything will pass.History has its own unspoken rules, and the emperor will eventually be a slave of history.

So a decree began to spread: All major affairs in the world are handled by the cabinet ministers and factory ministers, don't bother me anymore. Xi Zong was tired. The emperor, who loved being a carpenter and was ambiguous between furniture and his country, decided to penetrate his own Qiantuihan. He picked up the "Six Patriarch Altar Sutra". This decree greatly relieved the ministers, but made Wei Zhongxian gasp: Everyone can figure it out, what can I do?Wei Zhongxian had a feeling of being put on the fire, and the person who lit the fire was none other than himself. Everything is God's will, and everything is accidental.In the half-dream and half-awake period, Wei Zhongxian became nine thousand nine hundred years old without paying attention.Just last year, Pan Ruzhen, the governor of Zhejiang, said in a memorial: "Wei Zhongxian of Dongchang, who works hard for the country, cares about the people... Please build a shrine, and use it to express your wishes."Wei Zhongxian was overjoyed, he built a living temple for me, yes, so with a wave of his ink pen, Dai Xizong approved Governor Pan's request.The power of role models is infinite. All over the country, the whole world is invited, and Wei Zhongxian’s ancestral halls are blooming everywhere: Zeng Guozhen, a doctor of the Ministry of Industry, built his ancestral hall beside the Lugou Bridge; Inside the Xuanwu Gate; and it was built next to the emperor's ancestral tomb. Li Zhicai, the commander of Xiaoling Guard, built the ancestral hall in front of Xiaoling's mausoleum;In just one year, a total of 40 Wei Zhongxian Shrines were built.

Wei Zhongxian felt very warm, so warm that there was a feeling of happiness, so happy that there was a feeling of tears, and tears so much that there was a feeling of fear. Having grown up so much, I have seen temples built for the dead, but I have never seen temples built for the living.Not to mention unprecedented, it can be regarded as unprecedented—but does unprecedented have to pay for it?Who do I pay for?Who pays for me? I have grown up so much, I have seen a temple built for Wei Zhongxian, but I have never seen a temple built for Xi Zong.He is long live, and I am nine thousand and nine hundred years old, are they too close together?I am busy, he is lonely.Did I burn him, or did he burn me?

Most importantly, Xi Zong calmly approved me to build the temple. Is it an elm head or a wise fool?He held me up so high, did he hold me so high that he fell hard or... In the post-Xizong era, who knew my heart?Who comforts me? ! Wei Zhongxian shed two lines of tears. Two lines of clear old tears. Zhu Youjian didn't expect that Xi Zong would turn his eyes back to him, the fifth younger brother. Xi Zong has no heirs, so the Zhu family's country can only be taken care of by him. There is no other choice.Life is all about having no choice. There is no other choice.History is about having no choice.

All living things are illusions. Xi Zong patted Zhu Youjian's shoulder weakly, everything was in his palm. Zhu Youjian just didn't understand why his elder brother who was the emperor treated Wei Zhongxian so well? I once fell into delusions and couldn't extricate myself. I used to lie on the ground of the palace and couldn't get up. It was Wei Zhongxian who came to me and said: It's okay, everyone of us is the same.do you know?In the entire imperial court, in the entire China, only he——Wei Zhongxian dared to say that, would say that.So, don't make things difficult for him.He is my spiritual confidant.

I know he is too much, but his position can only be filled by such a strong person. You—you must rely on him to support the entire Ming Dynasty, even if this is the last one! Seventeen years later, when Emperor Chongzhen Zhu Youjian put Zaosheng Huafa's head into the noose that had been tied up under the crooked neck tree at the foot of Meishan Mountain, he still clearly remembered that stormy afternoon with infinite complexity. Xi Zong, who was about to pass away in a state of infinite compassion, said to him, and he clearly remembered the expression on the face of his elder brother who had only been emperor for seven years: enthusiastic and confident, unquestionable, completely regarded it as political The will was expressed.

If this Wei Zhongxian is still alive, will he be Daming's lucky star?Maybe this country will belong to him, not Li Zicheng; maybe it will still be mine in name, maybe. But one thing Zhu Youjian thought very clearly later, Xi Zong was right, Wei Zhongxian is strong, he has a strong character.This is the character that a person who achieves hegemony must possess, and it is precisely because of this that Wei Zhongxian firmly holds the roots of the entire empire in his own hands.His impenetrable and impenetrable spy network clamped down on the lives and even the private lives of officials, thereby clamping down on the thoughts of the empire in order to achieve the purpose of killing people's hearts.Zhu Youjian suddenly understood why all the officials were scrambling to show their loyalty to Wei Zhongxian's Jiansheng Temple, and Wei Zhongxian held his secrets and secrets.Is this still the court of the Zhu family?Zhu Youjian broke out in a cold sweat.

The game has already begun. Wei Zhongxian's opponent is Zhu Youjian. Zhu Youjian's opponent is Wei Zhongxian. No, there are also the princes in the court, those who are scrambling to build a shrine for Wei Zhongxian. Zhu Youjian is not sure how loyal these people are to Wei Zhongxian, but he can be sure that there is no one who is loyal to him. The court is very big, but no matter how big the court is, it is not as big as the hearts of the people. Wei Zhongxian is now doing the work of winning people's hearts, from the bottom of his heart. He did everything possible to prolong Xi Zong's life.

There are so many emperors from ancient times to the present, how much he loves Emperor Xizong.Xi Zong was doing carpentry work silently, fully trusted Wei Zhongxian's ability to handle government affairs, and told him that you are my soul confidant from time to time. It is enough to have a confidant in life, and Wei Zhongxian sincerely wants to regard Xi Zong as his confidant. But now, the confidant is already weak, and Zhu Youjian, a familiar stranger, is passing his eyes over the confidant's weakened body and giving him a cold glance. At this glance, the mountains and rivers are broken; at this glance, the ice and fire are more than nine heavens.

To prolong Xi Zong's life is to prolong one's own life. To save Xi Zong, you must save if you have the conditions, and you must save if you do not have the conditions to create the conditions.Therefore, a smart person cut in at the most appropriate angle at the most appropriate time.He is Huo Weihua, Shangshu of the Ministry of War.He presented a medicine, which has a nice name called "Xianfang Lingluyin". The method of Xianfang is: use the washed rice to add to the water retort according to the procedure, so that the steam in the pot will quickly turn into water and drop into the silver bottle.Finally, I took out a bottle full of "spiritual dew", which is actually the essence of rice.

The essence of rice is rice after all, and Wei Zhongxian knows what the "Xianfang Linglu Drink" is all about.He decided on a red heart and prepared with both hands.Wei Zhongxian found Tian Ergeng, the governor of Jinyiwei, and said that the sky was about to change, and it was time for a palace coup.But Tian Ergeng didn't seem to be smart, he didn't cut in at the most appropriate time and from the most appropriate angle.He talked to Cui Chengxiu, Minister of the Ministry of War, and Cui Chengxiu talked about him from left to right, and when he was in a hurry, he said, "There are righteous soldiers who are afraid of foreigners", with an attitude of not cooperating, being responsible, and not reporting. Is this his grandma's or my confidant?What Wei party?I, Wei Zhongxian, have no party! Only then did Wei Zhongxian know what it means to be separated from the belly, and only then did he understand that the forty ancestral halls were clearly forty tombs.Everyone is a fool, and everyone has a bottom line in their hearts: You can't break through my bottom line, and I can't enter your bottom line.Long-term scenery should be measured, talented people come out from generation to generation, each leading the coquettish for three to five years, you are electricity, you are light, you are the only myth, I am not a vegetarian, who is who I love, who is who I hate, You are not my tomorrow after all. Indeed, Xi Zong is not Wei Zhongxian's tomorrow after all.On the 22nd day of the eighth lunar month of this year, Xi Zong Zhu Youxiao, who was only 23 years old, bid farewell to the world with swelling all over his body. people dispose of. At that moment, Wei Zhongxian's heart was stagnant but full of murderous intent. At that moment, the 18-year-old Zhu Youjian was full of murderous intent but walked on thin ice. Because he deeply understands that he is in danger.