louisehourcade Chapter 125 The meeting between Zhu Yunwen and Zhu Di, come to invite you to be my yin cao's Ya
Chapter 125 The meeting between Zhu Yunwen and Zhu Di, come to invite you to be my yin cao's Ya
The time at this moment is 7:56 in the evening.
CCTV's TV building and studio have fully entered the preparatory stage.
Zhang Hongjie put on his earphones, and once again entered a state of full concentration. The only difference from yesterday is that this time, he pulled a chair.
After all, age is there.
than young people.
The intensity of work like yesterday was okay for one day, but for two consecutive days, he really couldn't bear it.
But fortunately, Chen Haoyu was by his side and could help command.
The stage has now almost acquiesced that when Zhang Hongjie is promoted to director, Chen Haoyu will be the future deputy director.
At this moment, Zhang Hongjie looked at the clock anxiously.
He looked back at Chen Haoyu.
"It's 58 minutes now, hasn't Zhang Xinyi informed me yet? 35
Chen Haoyu was also a little nervous at the moment.
He knew that thousands of households at this moment must be looking forward to it, and any delay of one minute can be regarded as a broadcast accident.
Other brother stations may be able to make such mistakes.
But CCTV, absolutely not.
And just when Chen Haoyu was too nervous.
Suddenly a message popped up on his phone.
At this moment, a relieved smile finally appeared on Chen Haoyu's face.
"Okay! Zhang Xinyi said that everything is normal on his side, and he can start connecting at any time!"
Zhang Hongjie finally breathed a sigh of relief at this moment.
“All departments are ready!!! 35
"Live broadcast starts!!"
At the same time, all over the country, thousands of households, all guarded in front of the TV at this moment.
Just finished eating, according to the original daily routine, at this time, the uncle who should go downstairs for a walk, did not go out the door, and stayed in front of the TV.
There is a student who was procrastinating and was dying to write a homework. Today, he completed his homework too fast, and even finished it half an hour in advance. He didn’t ask to play games, and he didn’t ask his classmates to go out to play. Just ask his parents. Let him watch the live broadcast tonight.
There is also the girl who originally made an appointment with her sister to go shopping and drink, but she will not go tonight. She ordered fried chicken and beer and just waited for 8:1 to arrive. The live broadcast starts, and the live broadcast matches the wine. The more you drink, the more you have...
The same is true in Tianfu Prefecture.
Tianfu Normal High School, the last row of Class 8, Senior 3.
One man and one woman, two students, huddled in the corner of the class at the moment, this is the dead end of the class.
The boy is the former Wang Hao.
At this moment, Wang Hao took out his earphone and handed it to the girl beside him.
The girl looked around a little worriedly, and found that her classmates were quietly writing questions without paying attention to them at all!
But she was still worried.
"Wang Hao... Is it really okay? Are we being too arrogant?"
Wang Hao glanced at her.
"Don't worry, Sister Jiao, the old class has something to do at home for the past two days. I don't have time to watch our evening self-study. We have already gone home from get off work. We are sitting in a blind corner of the class, and the dean can't see it, and there are books in front of us!"
"Let me tell you, about tonight's live broadcast, the predictions on the Internet are all noisy, and they all say that there are sixteen emperors in the previous preview, but yesterday's live broadcast, Zhu Yunwen has already appeared, today Fifteen other emperors should appear.
"Aren't you a die-hard fan of Daming? Do you have to wait until the live broadcast is over, and then watch it after being spoiled.
The girl's expression showed a struggle.
She looked back at Wang Hao next to her.
"Look at him! But if I accidentally cry too much, you must control me."5
Wang Hao nodded, but still spoke in a low voice.
"I try my best...because I don't know what I'm going to cry like..."
Tianfu Prefecture, the old city, in an old residential building.
There was an old man who was sitting alone in the house.
Although the residential building is a bit old, but looking at the decoration and electrical appliances in the house, it can be seen that the old man's family is still rich.
Behind the TV wall at home, there are photos, photos, black and white, and color, which seem to be able to see the life of the old man.
The black and white wedding photos are of a young couple with sweet smiles.
The black-and-white photos that followed were of the couple holding a child one by one... The faces of the couple were slightly vicissitudes, but their smiles were still sweet.
The first color photo shows a couple sitting in middle age, surrounded by four youthful teenagers!
Later, there were more and more color photos, and more and more people in the photos. The teenagers gradually grew up, had their other half, and had children. All smiling dolls in new clothes.
Just don't know when to start.
In the middle of the photo, there is only an old man, and there is no woman with a gentle smile. The old man was still laughing, but something less than before.
On the top of the photo wall, there is a family portrait that is very old, black and white photos, and even people's faces can't be seen clearly...
It can only be seen slightly that it is a large family, and the background is a few dilapidated thatched houses.
There should be a couple sitting in the middle, surrounded by seven boys... the youngest one should be around 7 years old.
At this moment, the old man is standing in front of the TV with a solemn expression...
"If you want the Great Summer to die...the people of Tianfu Prefecture must die first!!!"
"I haven't heard this sentence for many years, and I can still hear it on TV."
"Jiangbie, wife, you didn't let me hang that black-and-white photo on the top of the photo wall at home, it's not auspicious, but I know you're actually afraid that I'll be sad when I see that photo, but you're not here now. Now, can I still take your photo off?"5
"Some people are dead, and the living must remember them, you say yes, Jiang Bie..."
At the same time, it is not far from the old man's house.
There is a Maocai restaurant in an alley.
An old woman, holding a cup of tea, stared at the TV in the Maocai restaurant in a daze.
The proprietress brought a few oranges to the old woman enthusiastically.
"Mummy, these oranges are so sweet, but don't eat too much, they'll get hot."
The old woman smiled gratefully.
She took the orange, and then turned to look at the TV in Maocai Restaurant.
At this moment, it was finally 8 o'clock in the evening.
The televisions of thousands of households suddenly went black.
Light soon followed.
On the pitch-black screen, there are four vigorous golden characters appearing - Going back to you!!!
Then the large golden characters were ignited by the flames, and went out with the flames.
This episode of the show has officially started.
The picture that appeared this time was a somewhat remote street.
At the end of the street, there is a quaint courtyard.
Outside the courtyard, there are also two stone lions of the town house.
In the courtyard, there is a three-story attic that looks like an ancient building.
The backs of Lin Yan and Monk Yingwen, at this moment, appeared in the camera.
Monk Yingwen looked at the somewhat gloomy ancient building in front of him.
With his knowledge, he instantly determined that this building was almost infinitely close to the architectural style of the Ming Dynasty.
But he still looked back at Lin Yan nervously.
"I... my grandfather is here.
Lin Yan let out a suffocating breath.
"It may not only be your grandfather, but the 15 emperors in Daming other than you may all be here. 99
"I went to the Ming Tombs before, and it was empty, you know what that means.
Monk Yingwen widened his eyes.
"That man is there too!?"
Lin Yan knew that the man he was talking about was his uncle.
Caused him to lose the throne and even murdered Zhu Di, his wife and children.
Lin Yan's expression was a little embarrassed for a while.
royal family affairs
Especially in the family affairs of the old Zhu family, even if he is a ghost, it is not easy to intervene.
He can't tell Monk Yingwen that you are all dead, why don't you just keep an eye out...
Monk Yingwen clenched his fists at this moment, but soon, he spread his palms, and in the end he didn't say anything.
Lin Yan was holding that side... the flag of death with care.
Go outside the courtyard.
Knock them.
The courtyard is quaint, but there is no yin.
Even Lin Yan, who was a ghost, didn't notice any difference in this ancient house except for the location.
It is different from Chongbai Temple.
The door of the house was quickly opened at this moment.
Appearing in front of Lin Yan was a burly old man.
The old man has a beard.
There is a strong evil spirit on him.
Even just looking at each other. Lin Yan could feel the smell of blood.
At this moment, Lin Yan seemed to see a horned dragon.
The old man in front of him has definitely been on the battlefield and killed countless people.
Moreover, the emperor's soul energy in this old man was many times more tyrannical than that of monk Yingwen.
False!!!!
In front of him, he is also empty!
At this moment, the old man glanced at Lin Yan, and when he saw the flag of death in Lin Yan's hand, his pupils shrank fiercely.
However, he quickly set his sights on Monk Yingwen.
Then he smiled complicatedly.
"I haven't seen you for so many years! Yun Wen..."
"I watched yesterday's show and you said that Zhu Yunwen is dead and there is only one monk Yingwen...I don't know, do you still recognize my uncle?
Lin Yan blinked a few times, and he looked back at Monk Yingwen.
He turned to look at the old man in front of him.
uncle!?
The old man in front of...
Is it Zhu Di of Ming Dynasty???
Emperor Yongle?
Five expeditions to the grasslands, Zhu Di, who went south to Annan...
Monk Yingwen did not speak.
However, Zhang Xinyi, who was at the back, clearly saw the old monk Ying Wen, who had been genial until now, with blue veins bulging on his bald head, like a violent rage.
Behind him, a pitiful roaring dragon soul appeared.
As for the old man who opened the door, behind him at this moment, there was also the shadow of a horned dragon, looming.
Two ferocious dragons are looking at each other, if they are going to fight together.
Zhang Xinyi unconsciously took a few steps back.
This... what's the situation.
If her grandmother, Liu Mengyun, came to this scene, she would be very excited.
Can see Zhu Yunwen and Zhu Di's souls meet at the same time...
Maybe even meet Zhu Yuanzhang.
But she didn't have any expectations for this scene.
Zhang Xinyi could even see it.
The surrounding streets shattered inch by inch, and then a layer of frost appeared...
The air became thin and cold, making Zhang Xinyi almost suffocate.
This scene is even more terrifying than the monster facing Savage Mountain.
But monk Yingwen, after all, in Chongbai Temple, read the scriptures for hundreds of years.
The dragon soul behind him gradually dissipated, but his voice was still low.
"I'm here to see Grandpa.
"I don't want to fight with you.
The old man at the door smiled indifferently.
took a step back. Get out of the way.
As for Lin Yan, he could see at a glance that the courtyard was lit with a circle of lights.
There is also a row of grape trellis and a few vegetable gardens in the garden.
An old man was sitting on a rattan chair, looking in the direction of the gate, and saw two dragon spirits appearing, but they didn't fight. The old man's expression turned out to be a little disappointed.
"It's boring!!!
At the same time, monk Yingwen also saw the old man in the courtyard.
His body shook, but he still ran into the courtyard as if out of instinct, and knelt in front of the old man in the rattan chair.
"The unworthy descendant Zhu Yunwen, pays a visit to the emperor's grandfather.
The old man in the rattan chair tilted his head slightly. Smile contemptuously.
"After running for so many years, I finally know that I have run back?"
"You have been chanting sutras in Chongbai Temple for so long, and you have not come to my mausoleum in Jinling to put on a stick of incense!
The monk Yingwen was still kneeling on the ground.
"Ashamed... ashamed to see the emperor.
"Follow up... I have let down the grandfather's high hopes!"
The old man on the rattan chair smiled, then he raised his foot and kicked monk Yingwen on the shoulder.
The body of the monk Yingwen was directly kicked away.
With the yin qi of the Buddha, his condensed body was smashed almost with one foot, revealing the phantom of a soul in a dragon robe.
That's what Monk Yingwen originally looked like.
Not only that, but his body was directly smashed into the wall of the courtyard, and it took a while to climb out.
However, he still tried his best to restore his body to the appearance of an old monk. It seems that only in this way can he have the courage to appear in front of the old man with the rattan chair.
The old man on the rattan chair looked at this scene with even more disappointment in his eyes.
"My good grandson, don't be unbalanced. For so many years, the emperors of the Ming Dynasty have all been beaten by me. Your uncle has been beaten the most by me, and often his head is sent dozens of kilometers away, so let him go out and pick up his head. 99
"It's not right that he dares to usurp the throne... but you... let me down too.
"Da Ming will die, I already know it in my heart..."
"There will be no eternal things in this world. In the end, everything will be lost. There is no immortal woman in the world, nor will there be an immortal dynasty. This is the law of heaven and earth, and it is useless to force...
"But you just met the uncle who usurped your throne, and you didn't even have the courage to fight him. This makes... I feel that I really chose the wrong person back then!"
The old monk Yingwen lowered his head even lower.
And the old man on the rattan chair was still speaking quietly.
"The relatives are enmity, the lovers kill each other, the authorities know it is a play but can't come down on stage, the onlookers secretly laugh but look forward to appearing, this is the royal family, this is the emperor!
3.6 "I didn't believe this sentence originally, because we weren't born in an emperor's family. Back then, we were poor and couldn't even afford to eat. We were begging on the roadside, and we just wanted to eat... Brother and sister, Daddy. Mother, is the only support and support...
"I didn't expect... when I get to my next generation, I will fight so hard for a position, and my face will be hideous."
At this moment, even Zhu Di lowered his head.
According to the experience of these years, he may be drawn soon.
But today, something is anomalous.
The old man on the rattan chair did not get up.
He just turned his head to look at Lin Ge and smiled.
"I'm sorry! The ghost messenger, the family affairs of the old Zhu family made you laugh... No, you seem to be streaming live, which made everyone in the world laugh."5
"But it's good to laugh. All the emperors of Daming should be treated as jokes, otherwise, everyone will think that they are amazing..."
Lin Yan was a little embarrassed for a while.
In a split second, Zhang Xinyi thought about whether she would lose her life if she continued to shoot like this.
But the old man on the rattan chair didn't seem to mind that much.
He just looked at the "Flag of Death" in Lin Yan's hand, his eyes flickered with dim light.
"How about Daming, that was hundreds of years ago..."
"No matter how many heroes there are in the world, there is only one victor in the end. Under the yellow sand, there are always bones that embrace each other. No one will remember the peerless elegance and youthful frivolity of the past. 99
"Sir, the ghost sent me to come to me with all my heart, what is the so-called!
Lin Yan hesitated for a moment.
To be honest, the scene in front of him was something he didn't expect.
But he still spoke frankly.
"The underworld of the underworld lacks a Yama, and needs a ghost of the emperor's soul to serve... I wonder if you are willing to be the first Yama.