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Wu Sangui set off to Shilongwei in secret, and without delay after arriving, he asked his son-in-law Guo Zhuangtu to take him to see Zhu Youlang. [Love ↑ go △ small ↓ say △ network WwW.AiQu]

Wu Sangui was really startled when he saw Zhu Youlang, because Zhu Youlang in front of him still looked like an emperor, more like a terminally ill old man, or a beggar who had been hungry for a few days.

Zhu Youlang just sat in the corner of the room, curled up with his knees in his arms. There was food on the table, but not a single bite was moved.

Deng Kai, a lame FA soldier who was ordered by Zhu Youlang to break his leg because he was conspiring with Mu Tianbo, the Duke of Guizhou, to protect the prince from Burma, stayed beside Zhu Youlang faithfully. When he saw Guo Zhuangtu leading someone in, he He fixed his eyes and saw that it was Wu Sangui, he immediately stood up vigilantly, and limped forward to block Wu Sangui.

Wu Sangui was stunned for a moment, feeling Deng Kai's loyalty, he did not let Deng Kai be dragged out, but said in a low voice, "General Deng, please rest assured, this king has no ill intentions towards His Majesty."

Deng Kai was startled and took a few steps back. Wu Sangui saw that the light in the house was a little dim, so he asked Guo Zhuangtu to put on the front lamp. After the lights were turned on, the room became brighter, and Zhu Youlang's appearance became clearer, very pitiful and sloppy.

Wu Sangui sighed, stepped forward and said softly, "Your Majesty, my minister Wu Sangui is here to see you."

Zhu Youlang, who was in a trance, opened his eyes, looked at Wu Sangui, and closed his eyes again. Because he didn't believe Wu Sangui would come to see him at all.

Wu Sangui was stunned, not knowing what to do.

Deng Kai hesitated, dragged his lame leg forward and whispered in Zhu Youlang's ear, Zhu Youlang's eyes snapped open, staring at Wu Sangui.

Wu Sangui thought that the other party would scold him, and he didn't want Zhu Youlang to know where the strength came from, but he jumped away, stepped forward and hugged Wu Sangui's legs, and said sadly: "King Pingxi, you finally come to see me. ...you finally came to see me... woo woo..."

Zhu Youlang cried.

Wu Sangui didn't expect that Zhu Youlang would hug him and cry, and was caught off guard for a while. Guo Zhuangtu was also stunned, while Deng Kai closed his eyes in pain, and two lines of tears flowed from his eyes.

Wu Sangui, who had reacted, did not know why, but his pity for Zhu Youlang disappeared completely, and was replaced by an unforgettable pain. After the pain, he became a little proud: the dignified emperor of Ming actually hugged himself and cried like a dog, who in the world would believe this? Who can believe it!

Is this the Son of Heaven?

Throughout the ages, the Son of Heaven has been high above, and no one dared to look up to the Son of Heaven. People compare the emperor to a tiger, so there is a saying that accompanying the king is like accompanying the tiger. However, today's tomorrow is like a dog in front of him!

Wu Sangui felt that he had an epiphany. He laughed at himself for being a ghost last time, so he was afraid, guilty, and guilty of this dog-like emperor.

The reason why the Son of Heaven is the Son of Heaven is not because the Son of Heaven is originally the Son of Heaven, but because the people of the world lift him up as the Son of Heaven; the people of the world fear the Son of Heaven, but only fear their own hearts, not others. If the prestige of the Son of Heaven has been lost, it will be like a lost dog! ... Wu Sangui felt a sense of sadness in his heart, what's the point of Zhu Youlang being such an emperor?

"King of Pingxi... Ji Guogong... Wu Aiqing... Let me go, I don't want to die, I really don't want to die... I know you know that I am on a hunger strike, and I will definitely come to see me, I will definitely come. See me... I've finally waited for you... I've been waiting..."

Zhu Youlang had lost his mind and was at a loss for words. The King of Pingxi was the king of Wu Sangui who was conferred to Wu Sangui by the Qing court. How could he call Wu Sangui a fake title as the emperor of Ming Dynasty, but he did so.

Guo Zhuangtu sneered, his eyes full of contempt for Zhu Youlang.

Deng Kai's heart was both sore and painful, and the emperor's performance made him so disappointed. He had already made up his mind that if the emperor dies by suicide, he will not live alone. Lord Chongzhen has Wang Chengen by his side, and Lord Yongli has him Deng Kai!

But the emperor was like this, Deng Kai was sad and disappointed, he stood there silently, his heart was ashes.

Wu Sangui shook his head, bent down and lifted Zhu Youlang up, sighed softly, and said, "Your Majesty, the only one who can save you right now is yourself, not others."

However, Zhu Youlang refused to get up and looked up at Wu Sangui: "My army is weak and helpless, and today I was captured by the King of Pingxi, how can I save myself?"

"What can save Your Majesty lies not in strength but in heart!" Wu Sangui said, disregarding Zhu Youlang's resistance, he just lifted him up.

After being pulled up hard, Zhu Youlang didn't dare to kneel down any more, and only burst into tears and said, "Please, King Pingxi, show me a clear path!"

"People can lose their strength, but they can't lose their heart. After losing their strength, they can wait for their physical strength to recover, or they can use the strength of others; if they lose their heart, they will have no one's spirit and no one's soul. Your Majesty, as the Emperor of Ming Dynasty, is The world's heart is what the people of the Ming Dynasty hoped for, how can you lose heart?"

"I didn't lose heart..." Wu Sangui's words made Zhu Youlang look confused.

"Your Majesty is an emperor, but asks for help, and you lose your anger; Your Majesty is an emperor, but you don't have the power of an emperor, you lose your spirit; Your Majesty is an emperor, but you don't ask for progress, you lose your sharpness. Your Majesty is lost. Vigorous spirit, immortal spirit, strong spirit, is it not a loss of heart?"

Wu Sangui didn't know why he said this about Zhu Youlang. He knew that what he was doing now was not to ridicule this poor emperor, but to comfort him and coax him with good words and good words, but he said it like a ghost. He faintly felt that even if he beat Zhu Youlang, this so-called emperor would still beg him like a dog. Perhaps, the worry of his staff was a bit unnecessary, but Hong Chengchou was right, this Zhu Youlang was too hypocritical, and all he did was just trying to survive.

Zhu Youlang couldn't understand Wu Sangui's words, so he had to ask: "King Pingxi, have you read the letter I wrote to you?"

"I watched it."

Wu Sangui nodded.

When Zhu Youlang heard that Wu Sangui had read his letter, like a drowning man grabbing a straw, he hurriedly said: "Since King Pingxi has read my letter, he should naturally know my heart. If King Pingxi can help me complete the rebellion. The great cause of the Qing Dynasty and the Ming Dynasty, let me have the face to meet the ancestors, even if I let me give you the throne of the emperor, I am willing to do so."

After Wu Sangui heard it, he was stunned for a long time, and then burst into laughter, which shook the house. Guo Zhuangtu is also smiling. Their laughter made Zhu Youlang feel uncomfortable, but he didn't know what they were laughing at.

I don't know when, Deng Kai has dragged his lame leg and left the room. No one asked him where he was going, and no one cared about him.

"Why is King Pingxi laughing? Could it be that I said it wrong?" Zhu Youlang was very flustered and vacuous.

Wu Sangui stopped his laughter and said calmly: "Your Majesty has become a prisoner under my order, how can I still have the throne for me?"

Zhu Youlang immediately said: "Pingxi rest assured, although I have become a prisoner, but after all, I am the emperor, there are still many people in this country who listen to me. I am useful to you, and of great use!"

"It works for me?" Wu Sangui shook his head and looked at Zhu Youlang sympathetically, "Which country's emperor is Your Majesty?"

Zhu Youlang blurted out, "I am the Emperor of Ming Dynasty!"

"Where are His Majesty's country and subjects?"

"This..." Zhu Youlang replied speechlessly.

Wu Sangui asked him again, "Where are your Majesty's guards and horses?"

Zhu Youlang was still speechless, so he nodded silently. After a while, he said: "Although I am a fake emperor, if Pingxi wants to reverse the Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty, it must be in my name, because the country in Daming belongs to my family named Zhu."

Hearing this, Wu Sangui couldn't hold back his emotions, and sneered: "A good country belongs to Zhu's family! As the saying goes, the emperors take turns and come to my house next year! Why can His Majesty say that the world belongs to your Zhu family? Even if it is your Zhu family's world, can you take it?"

When Zhu Youlang heard this, he was stunned, not knowing what to say.

Wu Sangui took a chair and sat down, looked at Zhu Youlang, and said lightly, "Your Majesty, let's eat something first, or you will starve to death."

Zhu Youlang shook his head: "I won't eat it, I will still die if I eat it, it's better to starve to death!"

"Your Majesty, eat." Wu Sangui laughed again, and after the laughter, he said, "This minister will not kill His Majesty."

Zhu Youlang's face was flushed: "You don't kill me, but you still have to hand me over to the Qing court. I am also dead!"

"Don't worry, Your Majesty, this minister will not hand you over to the Qing court." Wu Sangui said, stood up, walked to the table, and took out the chopsticks.

"you?"

Zhu Youlang stayed there, not knowing what Wu Sangui meant.

"The minister said that the minister will not harm your majesty. If your majesty wants to know the minister's plan, please eat first."

Wu Sangui handed the chopsticks to Zhu Youlang~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Can your majesty trust me? "

The smile on Wu Sangui's face was sincere, but also playful.

"You really don't want to kill me?" Zhu Youlang was still hesitant.

Wu Sangui said: "If I want to kill you, what are you still here to persuade Your Majesty to do? ... This minister asks His Majesty again, does His Majesty eat or not?"

Zhu Youlang hesitated again and again, but finally answered: "I...I eat, I eat..." Then he stepped forward and took the chopsticks in Wu Sangui's hand, picked up his rice bowl and ate desperately. Xu was starving for too long, and although the rice was cold, it tasted delicious in the stomach.

This fragrance is the hope of living.

Wu Sangui and Guo Zhuangtu just stood by and watched Zhu Youlang gobble there.

Under a tree not far away, Deng Kai's body was hanging straight on a belt, shaking slightly.

(To be continued.) Mobile users, please browse and read for a better reading experience.