Zhu Di smiled weakly, at this time, life and death have become a trivial matter for him, how to smoothly pass on his great country to his next generation, this is the most difficult problem for an emperor to let go. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Your Majesty, how dare the old slave speculate on the holy will? Whoever the emperor wants to see, the old slave will immediately go to pass it on to you, and what the minister can guarantee is that he will never leak the slightest clue. ”

The cautious Ma Yun smiled sadly in his heart, Zhu Di was still testing his position on the crown prince even at this last moment.

At this time, of course, he will not easily state his position.

The emperor is the most cautious about the arrangement of things after his death, even his closest courtiers should also be avoided.

The close ministers around him, a little inattentive, revealed their tendencies, if it was not the emperor's intention, I am afraid that Zhu Di would leave a will and send the person who knew too much to accompany him.

Sure enough, Zhu Di also saw Ma Yun's caution.

He grinned and forced a smile, "Hmph, you old fellow...... The mouth is really tight, and it's okay, so I'm relieved, go, pass, Zhang Fu will come to see me. ”

"Yes, Your Majesty. The old slave will go. ”

Ma Yun immediately went to the military tent and found the British public Zhang Fu.

The British Duke Zhang Fu was a little surprised when he heard that the emperor was going to summon him, but he immediately dressed up and came to Zhu Di's big tent, and the first and last intimate conversation between the two of them took place.

"Zhang Fu, your father Zhang Yu fought side by side with Emperor Gaozu back then, and he was a brother who called him a brother on the battlefield, and our two families are considered world friends. You and I fought together in the past, I won the world, and you have been a marquis for generations, this is the most happy ending. ”

Zhu Di recalled these past events at this time, and suddenly became very touched, and his vicissitudes of life on his face couldn't help revealing his true feelings and became a little sentimental.

"Your Majesty......." Zhang Fu knelt on the ground and couldn't cry, "Zhang Fu has such a high title because of His Majesty, Zhang Fu knows it in his heart." The Zhang family has been loyal to the emperor for generations. ”

"Hurry up. Get up. ”

Zhu Di smiled with relief, and wanted to get up to help Zhang Fu up, but he pulled the cough in his throat, so he coughed violently, and he almost couldn't breathe.

After a long while, Zhu Di's breathing became smooth, he spread his body on the bed, and his chest was still rising and falling violently.

"Zhang Fu, you see, I'm really old, and I even talk to you like this every day."

Zhu Di smiled apologetically, looked at Zhang Fu with earnest eyes, and said:

"After so many years of training, the prince is already very familiar with government affairs, and I will hand over the power to him when I go back, and I will spend my old age in peace and live a few days of peace. For so many years, you have been silently supporting the prince behind your back, I know that. ”

When Zhu Di said this, he continued in a tone that knew everything and was tolerant of everything: "In the future, I hope that you will do your best to assist the prince in an upright and upright manner." If anything happens to me, you are my only minister. Brother Zhang! ”

"Your Majesty, how dare you call me brother by working like this? Thank you for your trust! Zhang Fu is grateful! ”

British Gong Zhang Fu hurriedly knelt down solemnly and responded: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is loyal and benevolent, and he will definitely live up to His Majesty's expectations." ”

Zhu Di, who was seriously ill, smiled.

He whispered to himself in his heart.

"In this life, I have won the country and guarded the country, and now the prince is very capable, the Ming Empire will definitely become more powerful in the hands of my descendants, and I should be able to take a break."

This war maniac, for the first time on the journey, had a feeling of peace.

He closed his eyes leisurely.

At this time, the army that was marching back happened to come to the area of the Yumu River.

Zhu Di, who was half-asleep and half-awake, just opened his eyes, and a beautiful woman suddenly appeared in front of him.

Who's this? This time, I went on a northern expedition, and I didn't bring a concubine with me?

Zhu Di was puzzled, rubbed his eyes, and took a closer look, it was actually Concubine Quan Xian, who had been dead for many years, the young and beautiful smile.

"Yan'er, why are you here?"

Zhu Di screamed in surprise, looked at Quan Yan'er, just like the voice and smile of the day, couldn't help but stroke his frosty hair like snow, and said sadly: "You are still so young, but I am old." ”

Quan Yan'er smiled slightly: "Your Majesty, Yan'er is here to pick you up." You're tired. Let's rest. ”

"Yan'er, for so many years, I have missed you so much, but I have never met you once. Why did I meet you at this moment? ”

Zhu Di involuntarily stepped forward, wanting to touch the beautiful face of Concubine Quan Xian.

"Your Majesty, Yan'er has been waiting for you here for a long time, but in the emperor's heart, there are too many military affairs, too many responsibilities and missions, so I haven't noticed Yan'er, and now you finally see Yan'er, which means that you have really let go."

Concubine Quan Xian's words made Zhu Di wake up like a dream, and there was a feeling of being ignited in an instant.

"Yan'er, from today onwards, I only wish to sleep forever and do not want to wake up."

Zhu Di closed his eyes comfortably and fell into a sweet dream.

"Your Majesty, go to sleep. Sleep, no one will disturb you anymore, Yeona will always be with you. ”

How comfortable.

This is Zhu Di's first most relaxed sleep in so many years.

After relieving his sense of responsibility and mission, Zhu Di closed his eyes forever.

He never woke up again.

The army is still marching towards the way home.

However, what Zhu Di didn't expect was that he couldn't go home anymore, and the desolate desert became his last home.

This emperor, who loved war and fighting, ended his legendary life on the journey......

This night, Yang Rong, a university scholar, also had strange difficulty sleeping.

In the middle of the night, he saw a meteor suddenly slip from the cold sky of the desert.

Worst.

He had a sense of foreboding in his heart.

He quickly turned over and got dressed, shoes and socks. He sat precariously and waited in the big tent.

Sure enough, half an hour later, the tent was violently lifted.

There was the sound of bottles tipping over outside.

"Is it Grandpa Ma?" Yang Rong asked unhurriedly.

"Scholar Yang, are you a man of God?" Ma Gonggong, who came in, panicked.

As soon as he saw that it was really Ma Yun, Yang Rong "Huo" had to stand up.

"Your Majesty......" Ma Gonggong was speechless.

"Your Majesty!" Yang Rong looked nervous, excited, and scared at this time.

"Your Majesty......" Yang Rong muttered to himself.

He looked at Ma Yun with an inquiring gaze.

"Yes." Ma Yun nodded heavily. "Scholar Yang, what should you do in your opinion?"

"Gonggong Ma already has the answer in his heart, otherwise, the only minister who was summoned by the emperor before he was seriously ill was not me, why did Gonggong Ma choose to report to me in the first place?"

Yang Rong asked meaningfully. (To be continued.) )