As the Heavenly Sacrifice Ceremony approached, Chen Guanlou arranged more people to guard the Great Ming King. The Great Ming King was also silently counting down his days. Many people wanted him to die, to die before the Heavenly Sacrifice Ceremony, thus disrupting the Heavenly Sacrifice Ceremony. This made the Tianlao exhausted. Doctor Mu had to stay in the Tianlao all the time, and he didn't even have time for himself. Chen Guanlou cursed those people. "The Great Ming King is just a tool. Even if he dies before the Heavenly Sacrifice Ceremony, so what? At most, we can change the sacrifice or the tool. It's not necessary to have him. If killing the Great Ming King can disrupt the Heavenly Sacrifice Ceremony, it's too much to underestimate the palace. I don't believe that the palace has no contingency plan. They must have prepared a sacrifice to replace the Great Ming King a long time ago, and maybe the horoscope is more suitable." Doctor Mu thought he was nagging, "It's useless for you to tell me these things. If you have the ability, tell these words to those who are ready to make a move." Chen Guanlou sighed. If he could find out the mastermind behind the scenes, why would he complain in the Tianlao. He asked Doctor Mu, "Can King Daming hold on until the Heavenly Sacrifice Ceremony? Don't die. There will be a lot of troubles then."
"King Daming is very weak now. He has been poisoned too much. Although he has been detoxified, his roots are still damaged. Even if there is no Heavenly Sacrifice Ceremony, he will not live for too long." Doctor Mu spread his hands. This is inevitable. Medicines are three-quarters poisonous, not to mention poisoning every other day. The body did not collapse completely because of Doctor Mu's superb medical skills. Chen Guanlou did not ask for much, "Just live until the Heavenly Sacrifice Ceremony." The Heavenly Sacrifice Ceremony was scheduled for the second day of the second month, when the dragon raised its head. This day was very good and was also a good day certified by the Imperial Observatory. It is said that the place for the Heavenly Sacrifice has been built, and a very high altar has been built, which is supervised by Jiang Tu himself. For this reason, the palace stopped repairing the garden, and the construction workers went to the altar. The altar is located in the north of the city, behind the imperial city. It is said that the address was personally selected by the Imperial Observatory. Chen Guanlou went to the prison downstairs to visit King Daming. The King of Daming looks fat, but he is actually bloated. A closer look reveals that his body is swollen, so he looks fat. Chen Guanlou asked with concern: "Are you okay? Can you hold on?" The King of Daming nodded and said firmly: "I won't die." Chen Guanlou told him, "I have asked the doctor to remove the poison from your body. Now you just need to take medicine on time and take good care of your body. Try to arrive at the altar healthy and healthy on the day you see the light of day again." The King of Daming laughed, "Just to kill me, they built an altar. My treatment is unprecedented and will never be repeated." "You think too much. Even if there is no sacrifice like you, there will be other sacrifices. You are not important. What is important is the sacrifice to heaven." "Chen, the jailer, why do you always like to attack me? Me? Even if I want to win you over to rebel, I shouldn't be so cruel considering that I'm dying soon. " "I'm just trying to make you sober, don't think too much." Chen Guanlou snorted coldly, "Just hold on. If you want to eat anything, I'll ask the kitchen to make it for you." "Nothing I want to eat. I regret two things the most. One is that my great cause has not been accomplished, and the other is that I haven't left a son or a daughter in all these years." Chen Guanlou said immediately: "The Heavenly Prison does not guarantee the birth of a son, so give up." "What if I buy it with money? I'll pay, can I ask if there are any women outside who are willing to leave a descendant for me?" The King of the Ming Dynasty always has wild ideas and a lot of brains. Chen Guanlou often thinks that the brain circuits of these rebels are indeed different from those of ordinary people. Facing the same difficulties, ordinary people either accept their fate, escape, or seek help. The rebels think that if they rebel against the sky, people will die and birds will fly to the sky, and they will not die for thousands of years. "King Daming, what do you think of the Heavenly Prison? You still want to leave a successor. Hurry up and give up your unrealistic thoughts. I don't have time to play with you."
"Can't jailer Chen be flexible? I am the most important prisoner in the Heavenly Prison after all. It's not too much to allow some special requests for important prisoners." Chen Guanlou laughed angrily, "The Heavenly Prison does not provide this service, so give up." "If you don't agree, I will commit suicide in advance." King Daming is very good at using himself to achieve his goals. He knew that Chen Guanlou was worried about his safety, so he threatened to die. Chen Guanlou didn't indulge him, "If you want to die, go and die, don't hesitate. I have said it long ago, you are a sacrifice. As a sacrifice, you must have self-knowledge. It is not necessary for the sacrifice to heaven. There are so many people in the Heavenly Prison, I don't believe that there will be no sacrifice with a better horoscope than you. If it doesn't work, you can buy it with money. When the time comes, just make up a little and say it is the King Daming. Guess who will care about the truth?" King Daming was stunned. He thought his idea was weird enough, but he didn't expect Chen Guanlou to be even weirder. Chen Guanlou looked at his surprised expression, smiled and whispered to him, "To be honest, these are the basics of Tianlao. You don't really think that the jailers are all upright and abide by the rules. It seems that you have never dealt with the talents of the court's criminal justice department, and you don't even know these basics. May I ask, King Ming, what is the purpose of your rebellion?" "This court is rotten because of the existence of scum like you." King Ming suddenly turned into a messenger of justice and criticized him. Chen Guanlou looked at the other party's impotent rage, his face calm. What could be more exciting than destroying a person's last bargaining chip? He had a complicated view of the King of the Great Ming. He admired his courage and thought that anyone who dared to raise the flag of rebellion was worthy of admiration. At the same time, he despised his character. He was just a rotten person. The times made heroes and he accomplished great things, although he failed in the end. But he had been here and left traces. His life was not in vain and there must be a record in history books. The King of the Great Ming cursed a lot and vented all the resentment accumulated in his heart. But when he faced Chen Guanlou's calm expression, he suddenly felt bored and found that he had expressed the wrong feelings. He was deflated all of a sudden. He felt that this world was hopeless. "Don't worry, I won't commit suicide. I want to see the old emperor. I have a lot to say to the old emperor. I will definitely hold on until the Heaven Sacrifice Ceremony. I want to tell the old emperor in person that he is rotten. He is the worst emperor since Taizu in the Dagan Dynasty." "I wish you success!" Chen Guanlou had never participated in the Heaven Sacrifice Ceremony. He didn't know the procedures or the scene. But he could imagine that the security must be extremely strict and the scene must be extremely grand. In such an occasion, the King of Ming should not be given a chance to speak, in case the situation gets out of control. "Do you really not care about my life or death?" The King of Ming wanted to confirm again. Chen Guanlou smiled softly and said casually: "If you die, I have countless ways to make you arrive at the Heavenly Sacrifice Ceremony alive and be executed by slow slicing. So, if you want to see the old emperor, please live well."