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Chapter 311 Emperor Yongshun, Princess Yongle [1 update]

If he can use his own life to exchange for the safety of the people of a city, then why not even if he dies thousands of times?

Xiang Chen suddenly recalled what his imperial sister once said -

　　"If a king cannot protect his people, he will be sorry for these two words."

 Being a king brings benefit to the common people.

 Be the king and help the world at the same time.

 This is what a king should do.

Xiang Chen suddenly drew his sword, which frightened the few remaining veterans, and they chased him out one by one.

 “Your Majesty!”

 “No, Your Majesty!”

"Your Majesty is a man of ten thousand gold, the true Dragon Emperor. You must not despise your own life just because of their words!"

"In the face of death, all living beings are equal, so how can we be the emperor." Xiang Chen looked indifferent, "In the past, the imperial sister dragged her sick body and still tasted the medicine herself to save the people of the world and the common people from the fire and water. This is my principle Life, what does it matter?”

These words shocked several veterans who chased him out.

Xiang Chen moved out of Princess Yongning, and the senior ministers also fell into silence.

"If the imperial sister is still here, I am not worthy of sitting in this position." Xiang Chen walked towards the tallest tower step by step, "Auntie pushed me up, how can I let them go?"

 “Your Majesty!”

The veterans are still chasing him and want to stop him, but they don't know how to stop him.

Ye Wanlan slowly closed her eyes and clenched her fingers into fists.

 How is it recorded in the history books?

—Emperor Yongshun hanged himself to protect the people.

These nine short words shocked her beyond the moment she saw them.

  Xiang Chen, like Princess Yongle, is the two youngest children of their generation.

When the two were born, Ning Zhaozong had already ended the troubled times in the world and unified China again. From childhood to adulthood, neither of them had suffered any grievances.

 According to the normal development trajectory, they should have a carefree and smooth life.

 How can you bear such pain?

There are all corpses on the high-rise buildings, and some blood has not dried up. It can be seen that this tragic battle happened not long ago.

"I remember before that my father always liked to stand here and look at the entire Fengyuan City." Xiang Chen suddenly said, "He would also tell the emperor that this will be your world from now on, and you must protect this land well. Everyone on it.”

At this moment, Ye Wanlan was standing behind him, quietly listening to him talking to himself.

 She knew what was going to happen next, but she couldn't stop it at all.

"Sister Huang, if you were here, you would definitely come up with a better solution." Xiang Chen murmured, "I really don't know what to do once my aunt leaves."

Ye Bianlan whispered: "Xiao Chen..."

 She is six years older than Xiang Chen and has always taken care of them.

 Xiang Chen's talent is not bad, but he is more playful.

 But when he sat on the throne, he never neglected his duties in governing the country.

Xiang Chen used a knife to chop off his imperial robe, then bit his fingertips and started writing on them.

 After writing the last word, he stood up again, took one last look at the country from a high place, and decisively cut his neck with a knife.

 Blood gushed out and pain exploded.

 But he didn't have the consciousness to think any more, he just sighed quietly and dissipated in the wind.

I just don’t know where China will be after he leaves.

 However, the people are fine and he has no regrets.

According to historical records, in the year 1723 of the Chinese calendar, the 16-year-old Emperor Yongshun committed suicide in the high-rise building in the north of Fengyuan City. Before his death, he wrote in his yellow robe: "I have no face to face my ancestors. I will give you my dead body in exchange for mine." The common people should not be defeated by the pride of the Xiang family. I am here to pass on Zhaozong's legacy. The emperor will guard the country. When I go, I will live up to the legacy of Taizu. The king will die in the country. The sun and the moon will shine on the country forever. "

At this moment, the whole world seemed to be quiet, and only the sound of wind could be heard.

Ye Banglan didn’t know how she squatted down. She only remembered that there was a splatter of blood in front of her eyes, dyeing her sight red.

 There is no other color except blood red.

There was another complete corpse on the ground, and her relatives were gone.

　　Her brother, whom she had loved and cared for since childhood, ended up sleeping forever in this blood-soaked land when he was sixteen years old and should have shined brightly.

And she stood here, unable even to collect his body.

 Does it hurt?

 Ye Puanlan thought, it must be very painful.

  She is a doctor, so of course she knows how painful it is when she commits suicide.

 Isn't Xiang Chen afraid of pain?



 But he still did it so neatly.

 “Your Majesty!”

 “Your Majesty!”

 Several old ministers stood there with tears streaming down their faces.

 They were veterans of the two dynasties. They had followed Ning Zhaozong to recover mountains and rivers, and fought in the south and north.

They watched Princess Yongning grow up and accompanied Emperor Yongshun to the throne. It is self-evident how deep their feelings are.

"Your Majesty has gone, how dare I live alone." An old minister also picked up the weapons scattered on the ground, "Your Majesty, please walk slowly on Huangquan Road, I will be here soon!"

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The sounds of flesh and blood being scratched came one after another, and there was blood dripping again.

 The wind became louder and more people died. Naturally, this movement could not be hidden from the ears of the enemy.

"Sir, Emperor Yongshun has committed suicide." A young general said respectfully, "Do you need to chop his body into pieces and feed it to the dogs?"

"You committed suicide?" The tall man frowned and sneered, "Yes, these Xiang royal family members are more courageous than the last, which makes this general admire them with admiration."

The king of Yan refused to retreat, and the king of Chu fought to the death.

Princess Jing'an changed her arms into red clothes, and Emperor Yongshun committed suicide by committing suicide.

 This seems to them to be an extremely incredible thing.

Shouldn’t these high-ranking people be more afraid of death?

If you take refuge with them, you can still save your life and even gain greater power than before.

But if your life is gone, then there is nothing.

"Sir, that little emperor is also stupid. Why does he think that after he commits suicide, we will really save the lives of the people?" The young general smiled coldly, "We should kill all the people in the city and let him die. No peace!"

"No." The tall man waved his hand, "I have said these words before, which means I have made an oath. If this place in China fails to fulfill its oath, it will be punished by God."

“My lord, I remember wrongly, besides Emperor Yongshun, there is also Princess Yongle left.” The young general suddenly beamed, “A girl who is only twelve years old must be even more scared!”

"Oh?" The tall man raised his eyebrows, "Is there another member of the Xiang family? Let's go and have a look."

Ye Turning's expression turned cold.

　　The murderous intention that had been suppressed for a long time suddenly surged at this moment, almost swallowing up all her sanity.

She exhaled slowly and followed these people to Yongle Palace.

 This is the Yongle Palace three hundred years ago, resplendent and beautiful.

Three hundred years later, Yongle Palace was a scorched earth. Even if future generations continued to repair it, it would be difficult to regain its former prosperity.

When I entered Yongle Palace at night, the palace was very quiet.

 All the palace residents were dismissed, except for a small figure standing in the center of the hall holding a piece of clothing.

 This is the twelve-year-old Princess Yongle.

 When she left, Princess Yongle was still a six-year-old child.

"Little princess, your brother and your aunt are already dead. What do you think?" The tall man touched his chin, "You are quite beautiful. Do you want to kneel down and beg me? I'm happy, maybe you can let me go." If you do, I can also let you meet our prince, so that the bloodline of your Xiang family will not be cut off."

Princess Yongle did not speak, just stood quietly.

Even at this moment, her heart was very uneasy.

What would Princess Yongning do if she faced such a scene?

she does not know.

When she was born, it was the heyday of the Ning Dynasty. There were Emperor Qianhe at the top, King Chu at the bottom, Princess Jing'an before her, and Princess Yongning after her. She was born to enjoy life, so she was named "Yongle".

 She was pampered and grew up, but she didn’t know anything.

 But she is the princess of Daning and a citizen of China.

 She is from the Xiang royal family and is a member of the Xiang family.

 She has a backbone and a proud character.

 Can't be broken or broken.

Princess Yongle did not speak, but how could Ye Puanlan not know what she was thinking.

"Yongle..." Ye Banlan whispered, "You did very well, far better than I thought. Sister Huang is proud of you."

  She suddenly remembered what happened a long time ago.

After she finished her homework, Yongle came to find her, and they went fishing and reading by the river together.

This scene happened to be seen by Ning Zhaozong. At that time, he clapped his hands and laughed: "Hahahahaha, I have Yongning and Yongle in Da Ning, and they will definitely last forever!"

 But Yongning will never be peaceful, and Yongle will never be happy.

Yongning died young and Yongle burned himself.

 She is proud of Yongle.

　　　But I am also distressed.

How can you not feel distressed?

 Being burned to death with no bones left, Ye Wanlan cannot imagine how painful it is.

And Yongle was only twelve years old.

 At this age, he is still a junior high school student.

 When she left, Yongle was only five years old. He would hold her legs and call her Huang Jie.

At that time, who would have thought that Daning would be destroyed six years later and that everything would be difficult to trace.

As if she had made up her mind, Princess Yongle raised her head and looked at the tall man with fearless eyes. She smiled slightly: "Okay."

She didn't leave because she had been waiting for this moment for a long time.

The contemptuous smile had not disappeared from the tall man's face, and the next moment, the fire had swallowed him up.

The flames soared into the sky from Yongle Palace, as if they were going to flood the entire world and set heaven and earth on fire.

This fire was set so neatly that even the enemy did not think about it and did not even have time to escape. All of them were blocked by the fire and burned to charcoal.

In 1723 of the Chinese calendar, Princess Yongle burned herself in Yongle Palace at the age of 12.

 At this point, the Xiang royal family was cut off, and the Ning Dynasty, which had ruled China for 384 years, was destroyed.

 The picture disappeared, the light dimmed, and there was a sound.

 “Miss Ye?!”

 “Xiaowan?”

Countless voices swirled in his ears, and Ye Wanlan's eyes darkened, and he didn't know anything anymore.

 Good morning in the new week~~

 The history of the Xiang royal family is almost complete. We still need King Chu, Princess Jing'an, King Qin and King Xiaoyao~~