When he died, Aixinjueluo Yinzhen was unconscious. He was just tired when he was reviewing memorials and closed his eyes for a moment to rest. When he opened his eyes again, the wind was howling in his ears, the trees were deserted, and he was no longer in the Nourishing Heart Hall.
Before he could think about it, a striking white-fronted tiger jumped out of the deep grass and rushed towards the door! The two accompanying guards collapsed on the ground, their faces pale. Yinzhen's heart trembled. Although he didn't know where he was, his calmness in times of crisis, which he had practiced for many years as an emperor, made him calm down quickly. He drew an arrow with his backhand, drew the bow, and fired quickly - three arrows were fired in succession, hitting the tiger's forehead, throat, and belly respectively.
The tiger fell to the ground with a crash, but Yinzhen still held the waist knife tightly and stepped forward to hit the vital points until the tiger was completely motionless.
Before he could catch his breath, there were clatter of footsteps outside the forest, and dozens of people rushed over, all wearing flying fish suits and embroidered spring knives - clearly the imperial uniforms of the Ming Dynasty.
Yinzhen's pupils shrank suddenly, and he secretly held the handle of the knife, but he saw everyone rushing to him, and they all knelt down: "I'm waiting for help to come too late, please forgive me!"
Your Majesty?
Before Yinzhen could speak, a middle-aged civil servant hurried forward, holding a yellow silk imperial edict, and shouted in a trembling voice: "His Royal Highness King Yong—accept the edict!"
Yinzhen's eyes darkened. He is the emperor of the Qing Dynasty, how can he kneel down to accept an unknown edict? But the current situation is unclear, and it is difficult to distinguish between friends and foes...
He pondered for a moment, stood with his hands behind his back, and said coldly: "Read it."
When the civil servants saw this, they did not dare to force it, so they unfolded the imperial edict and cried: "Your Majesty went on a personal expedition half a month ago. Unfortunately, he was defeated and captured, and his life and death are uncertain! The country cannot be without a king for a day... The special message is located in Linzheng, King Yong, that day, he will inherit the great rule and stabilize the country!"
Yinzhen's ears were buzzing.
Lin Zheng? King Yong?
He lowered his head and caught a glimpse of the scalloped pattern on the sleeves of his robe, which was actually the style worn by princes in the Ming Dynasty. He then touched the top of his head and saw that there were no braids, only a bun and a hairpin crown.
——Could it be that this is not the Qing Dynasty, but the Ming Dynasty? And he has become the "King Yong" of this time and space?
In an instant, Yinzhen's mind was spinning.
If you deny it at this time, you will be regarded as a traitor and be executed with swords; if you follow the trend... You may be able to use your identity as "King Yong" to control the situation first and then plan later.
He finally slowly bent his knees and lowered his head to listen to the order.
But I have made up my mind: No matter who this person is, once he occupies this position, he will definitely hold the power of the world in his hands again.
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