Under One Person: My Inner Realm Connects to All Worlds!

Chapter 59 Bloodline Suppression

Inside the Forbidden City, the Grand Eunuch of the Directorate of Ceremonial smashed a celadon teacup: "Outrageous! He slaughtered thirty percent of the officials in the six prefectures and twenty-seven counties! This is truly outrageous!"

In the Hall of Nourishing Heart.

All the cabinet ministers knelt on the ground.

The emperor on the dragon throne finally opened his eyes and slowly walked down from the platform: "Having cultivated a body like a crane, I sit beneath a thousand pines with two volumes of scriptures. I come to inquire about the Dao, but there is nothing more to say; the clouds are in the blue sky, and the water is in the bottle."

"Throughout the ages, the river has flowed on and on. My Great Ming Dynasty has come a long way, and countless waves have been stirred up. From the time of the founding emperor to now, how many people have rebelled?"

"It's just a minor ailment, nothing to worry about, but now there's this person who's using the name of a god to fool the people."

"I am called the Lingxiao Shangqing Tonglei Yuanyang Miaoyi Feiyuan Zhenjun. That traitor calls himself the Punisher of Evil and Protector of the People Zhenjun, and wants to be on equal footing with me. What is he trying to do? Is he trying to deceive Heaven?"

Zhu Houcong's tone was calm, yet it sent chills down the spines of the assembled officials. He lightly stroked the gilded and silver-inlaid paperweight on his desk, then suddenly looked up, his eyes flashing with a cold light: "Yan Song."

Grand Secretary Yan Song, who was prostrate on the ground, trembled violently: "This old minister is here!"

"In your draft of the 'Ritual Notes for Sacrificing to Heaven at Xuan Yue,' you say that I am the reincarnation of the Purple Star?"

Zhu Houcong grabbed the urgent report delivered by the Embroidered Uniform Guard from beside his desk and threw it aside fiercely: "Then how should we interpret this ominous star?!"

Yan Song's forehead slammed heavily against the gold brick, producing a dull thud. The Hall of Mental Cultivation was so quiet that the dripping of the water clock could be heard, but at that moment, the sound resonated like a drumbeat in the hearts of every minister.

"Your Majesty, calm down!"

Yan Song's white beard trembled slightly: "This old minister believes that although the rumored villain may have some tricks up his sleeve, the Purple Star Emperor shines as brightly as the sun; how could a mere demon star shake him?"

"Simply dispatch skilled members of the Embroidered Uniform Guard to join forces with local garrisons to lay a trap and eliminate them, and this calamity can be averted."

Zhu Houcong pondered for a moment, then spoke:

"deliver an imperial order!"

"Lu Bing is hereby ordered to immediately mobilize the elite troops of the Northern Garrison and, in conjunction with the agents of the Eastern Depot, to depart within two days for the area where the rebels are causing chaos. Furthermore, the local garrison commanders are ordered to provide full cooperation, and anyone who delays military operations will be executed without mercy!"

The Ming Dynasty, a machine that was half-rotten, finally began to operate with unparalleled smoothness because of the emperor's anger.

Because Yan Song knew that this time His Majesty was truly enraged.

Zhu Houcong had three Taoist titles, each longer than the last, some even reaching forty-five characters, such as "Emperor of Longevity" and "Great True Man in Charge of the Five Thunders." These titles were attempts to strengthen imperial power through divine authority, and he even compared himself to the Primordial Heavenly Venerable, claiming to control the order of heaven and earth.

But today, someone has crossed that line.

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Nighttime, in my sleep.

Zhu Houcong was suddenly pulled by an unknown force to a "blessed land of immortals"!
He slowly opened his eyes, and what came into view were two indescribable white jade immortal mountains, like heavenly gates. On the immortal mountains were engraved golden dragon seal characters: Jingyuan Mountain Blessed Land, Inner Court Palace Grotto Heaven.

"Zhu Houcong!"

Suddenly a sound came, and Zhu Houcong looked back and saw two young men with gloomy faces, each holding a horsewhip and a thorn cane, standing in front of him.

One was exceptionally brave and heroic, exuding a decisive and ruthless aura; the other was round and plump, seemingly honest, but with shrewdness in his eyes.

"Where is this place?"

The handsome young man coldly said, "Can't you tell? This is the blessed land of a great being, or you could say it's the immortal realm."

"The Celestial Realm? So, I've become an immortal?!"

Zhu Houcong was not yet pleased.

Upon hearing this, the round, chubby young man sneered, slamming his thorny cane into the ground with a sharp, metallic clang: "Become an immortal? Zhu Houcong, do you know your crime!"

Zhu Houcong's pupils contracted sharply. Since his ascension to the throne, who had ever dared to speak to him like this? He instinctively reached for his guards, but found himself alone. He quickly cupped his hands and asked, "May I ask, esteemed sirs, what crime has the young emperor committed?"

"What crime?"

The valiant young man shouted sternly, "Zhu Houcong, look who we are!"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Houcong was startled. He stared intently at the two men's faces and felt that the imposing manner between their brows was somewhat familiar.

The valiant young man lashed his whip in mid-air, and amidst the thunderous sound, images of banners fluttering in the wind during the Yongle era's conquest of the northern deserts appeared; the plump young man tapped the ground with his cane, and on the jade bricks, a magnificent scroll depicting the arrival of all nations to pay tribute during the Hongxi era instantly appeared.

"These unworthy descendants don't even recognize their ancestors?"

Zhu Houcong's legs went weak, feeling an inexplicable sense of oppression, and he stammered, "Emperor... Emperor Chengzu?"

It would have been better if Zhu Houcong hadn't mentioned the temple name. As soon as he did, Zhu Di's face darkened considerably, and he lashed Zhu Houcong's body with his horsewhip without any mercy.

"I'll make you Chengzu, you unfilial descendant!"

Zhu Gaochi watched from the side, silently mourning for the other party. Zhu Houcong's address was a direct and blatant insult.

Not satisfied with that, Zhu Di conjured a chain and used it to hang Zhu Houcong up and whip him.

The blows were particularly heavy, causing Zhu Houcong excruciating pain, yet there wasn't a single wound on his body.

"Dad, you take a rest, it's my turn next!"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Di snorted coldly and slammed his riding whip heavily to the ground. The whip transformed into a crimson-scaled dragon upon landing, coiling around Zhu Di's feet and flicking its tongue.

Zhu Gaochi flicked his rounded sleeves, and the thorn cane in his hand suddenly emitted a bluish light. He slowly strolled up to Zhu Houcong and asked with a smile, "So it was you who moved me out of the Imperial Ancestral Temple?"

"Emperor Renzong, please let me explain!"

"No explanation needed, I won't listen!"

Zhu Pangpang was clearly enraged, and he struck Zhu Houcong with the thorny cane one blow after another, his blows were incredibly vicious!
As Zhu Houcong wailed, he saw many immortals riding cranes and tigers, walking on clouds and riding dragons, gathering around to watch the spectacle, pointing and gesturing.

Someone even shouted, "Hey, Old Zhu, smoking a cigarette!"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Di's face darkened immediately: "Alright, take this little bastard and let's go to a secluded place so we don't become a laughingstock."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Gaochi untied Zhu Houcong, and then the three of them transformed into a streak of light and headed towards a certain immortal mountain.

After he left, Han Yun revealed himself.

That's right, Han Yun orchestrated this whole drama.

Both Zhu Di and Zhu Gaochi were incarnations created by Han Yun at will.

After robbing the world of Ming Dynasty, he originally planned to return to the world of Under One Person, but for some reason, he just couldn't swallow the anger in his heart.

So, I came up with a solution.

He hoped to use Zhu Houcong's hand to reorganize the situation and also to bring the Ming Dynasty's journey in the world to a close.

After all, Emperor Zhu Houcong acted much faster than Zhu Houcong could plan slowly.

However, although Emperor Zhu Houcong did not manage affairs, he was first-rate in political maneuvering, and someone had to be found to suppress and urge him on.

After much deliberation, Han Yun inadvertently chose Zhu Di and Zhu Gaochi.

Yes, it really was an accident.

Believe me!
(End of this chapter)