On the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month, the imperial court was dismissed and the palace banquet was ordered to have a banquet for three days to celebrate the New Year. All the generals who have made contributions can enter the banquet. The emperor was drunk.

After writing the last stroke, Zhang Heng blew the pen and ink dry, slowly closing the daily life notes.

He was the historian of the Four Emperors of Great Li, and he spent four dynasties, totaling twenty-eight years.

For twenty-eight years, Zhang Heng has been writing constantly and seized any opportunity to record every word the emperor said contains an edict. Even the most leisurely carpenter emperor can have four or five papers every day.

However, the end of this year is Zhang Heng’s most relaxed and boring days.

In just a few words, Emperor Shun can finish his words and deeds in one day. When Emperor Shun got drunk, he basically announced that he would finish his work in one day. The next day, he added "unfortunate" or "unfortunately happy concubine Ling, but not accomplished".

Repeat every day, without any new meaning.

Zhang Heng didn't know whether he should be happy.

I was happy that I finally relaxed for a while and didn’t have to worry about sorting out the content I wrote during the day in the middle of the night, and I finished writing it.

What I worry about is that Emperor Shun really has no appearance as a monarch.

He drank all day without restraint. Prime Minister Li Yan advised him no less than ten times, except to make Emperor Shun unhappy.

In addition, Emperor Shun has no queen, so the world is not determined.

The sun changed from the king's flag to the city, and it was another ten years of disaster for the people.

Zhang Heng shook his head inconspicuously. Just as he closed the daily bet, he reached out from the side with one hand and took away the daily bet from his hand.

Zhang Heng was shocked. The emperor's daily life was a secret of the palace in all dynasties. He dared to argue and those who spyed out the nine clans were destroyed.

Only the Queen Mother and Hanlin who compiled "The Emperor's Mind" can check the daily notes one or two.

"Don't talk."

At this moment, a magical voice sounded, carrying a mysterious power that was irresistible and irresistible.

Zhang Heng rolled his throat and held back his words. He looked closely and saw that the man who reached out was a coarse cloth linen, leaving only a straight back.

Zhang Heng felt relieved for no reason, but he also looked around nervously.

If someone sees his daily life being peeped at, not only will the peeping person destroy the nine clans, but the historians also get the three clans of the Yi.

This is a royal secret, and only a few words cannot be circulated.

However, I don’t know if it was the reason for the chaotic scene or the inconspicuous corner of his place, no one was watching here.

Looking up, no one looked at each other.

It seemed as if I didn't see this person standing next to me, out of place.

Just as he was about to ask for it, he returned the daily bet.

Zhang Heng seemed to have robbed him back, holding him in his arms and never dared to relax again.

At the same time, the visitor slowly turned around and his eyes shot towards Emperor Shun, with cold air swaying in his eyes.

Seeing this, Zhang Heng suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, his scalp numb.

This person is good at entering the palace and peeking at the banned books, which is definitely not unusual.

If the battle starts, no matter what, I will lose my life.

Although Emperor Shun is a powerful outsider, he is afraid he is not a match for this person.

No reason is just intuition.

Perhaps only General Liu Zongmin can compete.

But Zhang Heng's horror lasted for more than ten breaths, and the person who came did not move further. He let out a light whisper and turned around and left.

...

On the side of Donghua Gate, the corpse burning prison.

This is a place where the palace maids who committed the crime, eunuchs and some concubines who were demoted, etc., will be admitted to the corpse burning prison on the side of Donghuamen after death.

The corpse burning prison has a spirit-stop place, and Chongzheng's body is now buried here.

Half a month ago, Prime Minister Li Yan of Dashun requested a grand funeral to Chongzheng, but was rejected.

Later, he was burned and buried in a coffin, and was also rejected.

As a result, Chongzheng's body stopped in power and no one cared about it.

It is related to the emperor of the previous dynasty, and the guards here are extremely tight.

There are three steps and one post, five steps and one whistle, and there are also secret guards lurking in the darkness.

However, at this moment they had no feelings for a person walking by.

It is Qinhe.

After taking the false god in one fell swoop, Qin He paid a considerable price, but compared to the harvest, the price was not worth mentioning.

The current Qin He's complete strength description should be a practitioner of the 21st grade of the mortal body, the 19th grade of the magic power of the mortal body, the dual cultivation of the mortal body, the ninth grade of the mortal body, the ninth grade of the mortal body, and the ninth grade of the mortal body.

The advancement of strength has made the advanced dream creation technique he used to reach the level of "talking and following the Dharma".

Even the strong outsiders cannot fully resist.

After a long time, when Qin He left, a scream rang out from the prison: "No, Chongzheng's body is gone!"
Chapter completed!