At this time, Han Wang was a little hesitant and lonely in his heart, and suddenly his eyes floated in front of Wu Wu's face that was not too delicate but very recognizable. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

As soon as he thought of the eccentric concubine, a gentle pain suddenly drifted through King Han's heart.

"Ah, my daughter-in-law, are you going to leave me from now on?"

At this time, King Han's heart "soared" with a kind of unwillingness and resentment.

King Han couldn't help but see a scene in front of his eyes:

Zhu Zhanji immediately ascended the throne, and Wu Wu was taken back to Beijing.

The daughter-in-law is not very beautiful, and may be named a talent, a beauty, a Zhaoyi, and the like.

Unless you are lucky, you can become an imperial concubine. Of course, in the eyes of King Han, that is unlikely.

However, when the King of Han entered the palace again, he had to kneel in front of his little nephew and Wu Wu, shout long live three times, and then kneel down to worship the emperor's Wu Cairen or Wu Zhaoyi.

"Oh, no. This king will not allow it! Sister-in-law, you are mine, you will always be my woman, and I will not allow you to be the least outstanding of that person's thousands of concubines. I will be sad to see you wronged. ”

King Han was stunned for a while, as if that scene had really happened. He almost felt like crying.

It seems that King Han really loves Wu Wu so much that he doesn't even want to think about the scene when Wu Wu became Zhu Zhanji's concubine.

"No, sister-in-law, even if you die, I will protect you. This time, I fought for you, and even if I die because of this, I have no regrets. ”

At this moment, the fear of his nephew in King Han's heart has disappeared, and it has been replaced by a kind of ruin.

In this battle for the throne of his uncle and nephew, he was decided.

Although, he actually knows that he has lost the opportunity, and the odds of winning are almost zero.

However, for the sake of love, he had to fight.

At this time, after unveiling the ground boundary monument of the Mausoleum, Zhu Zhanji personally walked down the underground palace and looked around seriously, like a filial son, looking at his old father as carefully as his father was about to move in.

The civil and military officials present were all moved by the benevolence and filial piety of the new emperor.

After a serious examination, Zhu Zhanji smiled with satisfaction.

He stood on a high platform and said aloud to the people:

"I think I am in the Ming Dynasty and bury my relatives with the wealth of the four seas, how can I be stingy with that little bit of money? However, throughout the ancient Holy Emperors and Ming Kings, they all respected the system of thrift and thrift. I thought about it, as a filial son, I just want to preserve the body of my relatives forever, and I don't want to bury it. The disadvantages of thick burials in the Qin and Han dynasties were scolded by later generations, not to mention that the emperor's edict was built from thrift, and the world knows that the mountain mausoleum is built today.

Shang Shu Jianyi, Xia Yuanji and others immediately replied: "The holy view is lofty, and it comes from filial piety, which is beneficial to future generations." It should go down in history. ”

"Well, I will personally set the rules for the cemetery for the imperial examination, and Wang Tong, the Marquis of Chengshan, and Huang Fu, the secretary of the Ministry of Industry, will listen to the order!"

Zhu Zhanji gave an order, Chengshan Marquis Wang Tong and Ministry of Industry Shangshu Huang Fu immediately stepped forward.

Zhu Zhanji took out a hand-drawn sketch of the cemetery, and gave orders to Wang Tong, the Marquis of Chengshan, and Huang Fu, the secretary of the Ministry of Industry, as if he was discussing and ordering.

In the end, the three of them quickly reached an agreement, and Zhu Zhanji ordered: "I have ordered you two to repair the mausoleum, and I hope that you will seriously carry out the construction on the one hand, and on the other hand, you must pay close attention to the progress, and be sure to complete it as soon as possible, so that the imperial examination can be buried as soon as possible." ”

"Yes."

The two majestic ministers knelt down loudly and expressed their determination.

And the young emperor Zhu Zhanji, who was standing in front of them, was dressed in a silver-white imperial green suit, the silky brocade could not cover his innate domineering, several golden dragons loomed on the cuffs and robes, and the golden silk jade crown tied up the ink-colored hair.

His cold gaze was sharp, his sword eyebrows were raised lightly, his thin lips were slightly pursed, his good-looking side face was angular, his long body was jade, and his handsome and domineering demeanor made everyone admire.

Maybe this is what the world often calls "dragon and phoenix".

Everyone present sighed secretly.

At this time, Zhu Zhanji was just 28 years old, with the youthfulness and handsomeness of a boy, and he couldn't help but show the stability and responsibility of a mature man.

It's a pity that Wu Wu can't see all this for the time being.

But even if she can't see it, Wu Wu can imagine that the current Zhu Zhanji should already be on the throne.

"Ah, I don't know, what does Brother Zhan Ji look like in a dragon robe?"

Wu Wu's eyes couldn't help but emerge when she was seven years old, in the fields of Changping County, Beijing, when she saw Zhu Zhanji, a young man in a dragon robe, for the first time.

However, at that time, Zhu Zhanji was not wearing a real dragon robe, he should only be wearing a seven-chapter python robe, a special dress belonging to the crown prince.

And now, after many years, I don't know, what will he look like when he wears the dragon robe that really belongs to the emperor?

Wu Wu has never been so eager to fly back to Beijing to take a look at the handsome Fengyi of the True Dragon Son of Heaven in the Forbidden City!

"Ah, no one wants to go back to the Forbidden City in Beijing more than I do."

Wu Wu muttered in her heart.

She gradually discovered that the one who wanted to go to Beijing more than her should belong to Prince Wenhala in Shandong.

During this period of time, Prince Wenhala, who stayed in the Han Palace, waiting for news, was like an ant on a hot pot.

He waited left and right, but he couldn't wait for the news of Zhu Zhanji, the little nephew of the Han King's hand, but the news came that Zhu Zhanji returned to Beijing and took the throne.

"What the hell is going on? Is the prince okay? Why don't you send someone to deliver me a letter? ”

Prince Wenhala had a lot of questions in his heart, and he didn't understand why the king of Han didn't even send him a letter.

What Prince Wen Hara didn't know was that at this time, King Han felt that he had missed a good opportunity, and he was sorry for Prince Wen Hara and his painstaking achievements, so he was already planning to break the kettle and break the net with Zhu Zhanji, so he didn't care about contacting Prince Wen Hara.

Prince Wen Hara, who has been dealing with the King of Han for a long time, feels very uneasy, and he plans to go to the Beijing Imperial Palace in person!

However, Prince Wen Hara knew that he was going to Beijing, first, because he was not familiar with the place, he was afraid that he would miss the opportunity, and second, if he had any movements, it would be difficult to deceive the eccentric Wu Wu.

Of course, Prince Wen Hara still has a secret thought in his heart, that is, the success or failure of such a risky move as he went to Beijing alone to find the King of Han cannot be predicted.

He was afraid that he would never see Wu Wu again, so he hoped to have her with him along the way.

This secret wish, although he has always been reluctant to admit and accept it, but the moment he decided to leave, he understood his mind even more. (To be continued.) )