Chapter 187 The Emperor's Decree

Zhu Qiji felt groggy and felt like he had just had a big dream.

In a daze, he slowly opened his eyes and sat up, but the red and yellow stone wall made it impossible for him to open his eyes. It took him a long time to come back to his senses.

Putting down his hands that were blocking the sunlight, Zhu Qiji looked around and saw his great-granduncle sitting next to him, with white hair hanging down to his waist and his limbs locked with iron chains.

He was like facing a wall, staring quietly at the glowing stone wall, as if talking to himself, or as if talking to Zhu Qiji.

"The ancient emperors are like the ancient stars, never setting, watching over the world."

"And the Ancient Human Emperor is like the sun and the moon, eternal and immortal, shining upon the world."

"This is also the origin of Daming's righteousness. The sun and the moon are suspended in the sky. This is the realm of the ancient human emperor."

"It is also the highest realm of the human race."

Emperor Jianwen Zhu Yunwen seemed to realize that Zhu Qiji had woken up. He paused, came back to his senses from his recollection, and said with kindness in his eyes:

"As an elder, I hope you have the opportunity to become one of them and rule this world."

"King of the world?" Zhu Qiji muttered.

There was still some confusion in his mind, which seemed to be the aftereffect of the Dharma teaching he had just received.

"Of course!"

Emperor Jianwen Zhu Yunwen seemed to suddenly think of something, stood up, and the iron chain made a crisp "ding-dong" sound.

"I have another gift for you."

"Gift?" Zhu Qiji raised his head, still a little confused.

Emperor Jianwen Zhu Yunwen said: "This was actually given to me by my grandfather. He told me that if I ever took this path, I could take it out and maybe use it, but I didn't take it out in the end."

Speaking of this, Emperor Jianwen Zhu Yunwen showed a look of reminiscence in his eyes. His royal grandfather really loved him!

Unfortunately...he disappointed his grandfather.

Thinking of this, Emperor Jianwen Zhu Yunwen smiled, pointed a finger at Zhu Qiji's forehead, and said, "I'll give it to you now!"

"That was the decree of an ancient great emperor. The decree of the ancient great emperor commanded the world and suppressed the heavens. It has infinite magical uses."

"If I had taken it out before the battle in Jinling, perhaps the whole outcome would have been different."

At this point, Emperor Jianwen Zhu Yunwen retracted his finger and sighed, "But... there are not so many ifs in this world."

His eyes seemed to be smiling bitterly, yet also seemed to be sad.

Zhu Qiji felt sad and said, "Uncle Taizu, there is no need to be like this. Eight hundred years have passed. Now I can have someone rescue you and you can go out and enjoy a peaceful life."

"Save me?"

Emperor Jianwen Zhu Yunwen shook his head and said, "I have perfected all virtues and eliminated all evils. It is time for me to leave."

"Leave?" Zhu Qiji was a little confused about what his great-grandfather uncle meant. His head was too dizzy.

"I have lived too long. After eight hundred years of suffering, I no longer want to live anymore."

Emperor Jianwen Zhu Yunwen looked at Zhu Qiji and said, "It's just that I can't let go of this inheritance."

"I hope you can use these."

Emperor Jianwen Zhu Yunwen said in an expectant tone: "The sun and the moon are hanging in the sky. I hope you will have such a day, and live up to the name of Ming Dynasty."

As soon as he finished speaking, a silvery-white light lit up, and the body of Emperor Jianwen Zhu Yunwen faded little by little, as if a pair of invisible hands were wiping him away bit by bit.

Zhu Qiji was stunned.

"Uncle Taizu, what are you doing?"

Emperor Jianwen Zhu Yunwen did not say anything, but just smiled faintly, a smile of relief.

"Dao Er! Dao Er! Come over here and take a look."

Zhu Jiaoji called Dao Er's name, but when he turned around, he saw that Dao Er had come behind him without him knowing, and was quietly staring at Emperor Jianwen Zhu Yunwen in front of him.

"I saw it."

"Why don't you stop my great-grand uncle?" Zhu Qiji asked, covering his aching head with one hand.

Dao Er shook his head and said, "If a person wants to die, you can't stop him."

"What's more... for an emperor, if he cannot become an eternal star, then self-destruction is also a good destination."

Dao Er stood there and watched Emperor Jianwen disappear bit by bit. How could he persuade him?

In that battle eight hundred years ago, they pulled the emperor down from the dragon throne.

He was the least qualified person to advise Emperor Jianwen.

"Perfect all virtues, eliminate all evils, and be blessed with infinite blessings!"

Dao Er made a gesture of respect and bowed slowly.

Zhu Qiji was completely helpless. He could only watch as his uncle, whom he had just met and who had left a civil war in the Ming Dynasty in history, disappeared into thin air in a flash of silver light.

Zhu Qiji sat on the ground and watched everything disappear.

Now thinking back on what he just said, isn't this just like an old man making arrangements for his funeral arrangements?

"Are all people in the monastic community so cold and indifferent?" Zhu Qiji asked indifferently.

Dao Er shook his head, but was not prepared to explain too much.

"This is not indifference, but helplessness. The fate of Emperor Jianwen was already determined the moment Nanjing fell. These eight hundred years are nothing more than a delay of eight hundred years for this ending."

"A delay of eight hundred years?" Zhu Qiji raised his head and asked.

Dao Er slowly walked up to Zhu Qiji, helped the Ming emperor to his feet, and said, "Your Majesty, it's time for us to go!"

Under the Dragon Locking Well, with the support of Dao Er, a man who had obtained the Emperor's Law slowly turned around. No one knew what would happen to him.

………

In Shuntianfu, Wen Zhengming drank the last of his coffee in a coffee shop, and the lingering bitter and long-lasting flavor slowly melted between his teeth.

In his field of vision, it was the scene of Zhu Qiji walking out of the Dragon Locking Well.

At this moment, the jade pendant on Wen Zhengming's waist swayed slightly. Wen Zhengming picked up the jade pendant and smiled:

"Have all the old Taoist priests returned to Taiyi Peak?"

"This is urging me to go back!"

Wen Zhengming stood up, paid the bill and left the cafe.

It was already late at night, and the starry sky was rarely seen in Shuntian Prefecture. Wen Zhengming calculated the time by counting on his fingers.

"At most one month, the heavenly being should be here."

When the words fell, there was one less man in black on the street in Shuntian Prefecture.

Under the street lights, a crowd of people was surging, and no one saw this astonishing scene.

Under the starry sky, a sword goes west.

………

Under the night sky of Japan, neon lights illuminate a city, and countless people are running around in the city.

In this corner of the city, no one knew that a Japanese soldier who had just returned home slowly took out a book with a faint yellow tint from his clothes.

The old book seemed to have experienced countless years. His fingers gently slid across the page, where four large characters were written:

The Netherworld is bloodthirsty!

There was a look of joy in the soldier's eyes.

"I... am destined to be extraordinary!"

Thanks to Qiuyexingchen. 100 Qidian coins for the reward!

(End of this chapter)