"Daming: I criticize filial sons crazily and lead my father to rebel"
Dressed as Zhang Juzheng's dying son, Zhang Jianxiu bound the life extension system.
Want to save dad? Okay, go kill the emperor.
Looking at his father who was lying on the sick bed with all the oil and lamps gone, he went to the court in white clothes and linen shoes, and knelt down with tears in his eyes and presented "Please behead Zhang Juzhengshu".
The whole court was in an uproar and Wanli was furious.
The eyes of the country's fate awakened in prison - his father's fate was entangled with the rotten dynasty. The emperor, eunuchs, and the Jin Party were all blood-sucking maggots.
Okay, then kill.
He borrowed Dongchang's sword to kill the people of Dongchang, used Concubine Zheng's ambition to disrupt the palace, and caused the Jin party to fight with blood.
From the tragic and filial son to the king of hell in the dark night, it only takes three steps.
When the dragon chariot of Wanli's southern tour arrived at Zhending Mansion, tens of thousands of "refugees" suddenly broke out.
In the rebellious army, he personally drove the regicide knife into the emperor's chest.
The dragon chair is stained with blood, and a ten-year-old new emperor ascends the throne.
Zhang Jianxiu stood on the side of the imperial steps, looking down at the kneeling civil and military officials.
My father got up from the hospital bed, touched the dragon chair that once belonged to Wanli, and burst into tears: "My son... Really rebelled?"
He chuckled:
"Dad, this dragon chair hurts your butt. I'll change it to something more comfortable for you."
"This rotten Ming Dynasty, let us rebuild it from scratch."
Can be very strong