I Just Want to Die, Lao Zhu Starts the Ming Dynasty Battle Royale

[Historical imagination + miracle doctor + system] After exhausting their efforts to bring Queen Ma and Prince Zhu Biao, whose lives were hanging by a thread, back from the gate of hell, Lin Che was framed by hundreds of officials. The suspicious Zhu Yuanzhang believed the slander, and an imperial edict deprived him of all his fame. Not only was Lin Che not upset, she hung up a three-foot white silk ribbon in front of everyone in the Imperial Hospital, preparing to hang herself happily. The world laughed at him for being foolish and loyal, but they didn't know that he had already awakened to the "immortality system after death". As long as you suffer persecution to death, you can immediately ascend to the immortal class! Unexpectedly, as soon as Lin Che put her neck into the rope loop, Lao Zhu's eyes turned red with fright when he heard the news. He pulled out the Emperor's Sword and roared angrily. "My benefactor doesn't even want his life. It must be these traitors in the court who are forcing Zhongliang to die!" "Kill us! Anyone who has impeached Divine Doctor Lin, the Yi Nine Clan!" The imperial guards came out in full force, and the civil and military forces of the entire dynasty instantly entered the purgatory-level battle royale mode with 40,000 people. The powerful minister had just handed over poisonous tea in an assassination attempt, but the whole family had already been skinned and stripped. In order to die quickly, Lin Che kicked the imperial court in the main hall and violated the imperial power. Instead of being angry, Zhu Yuanzhang forced him down on the Taishi chair and put on the four-clawed python robe with tears in his eyes. "Ai Qing risked his life to remonstrate with you. He is truly a loyal minister of the Ming Dynasty. We must reward him!" Looking at the heads rolling to the ground outside the Fengtian Palace, only half of the officials in the court were trembling with fear. Lin Che, who was forced to wear a python robe, slumped helplessly on the steps of the Jinluan Palace, watching in despair as Zhu Yuanzhang personally brought the thousand-year-old ginseng soup, and beside him stood a hundred thousand golden guards holding embroidered spring knives to protect him to the death.