Every day, a lot of people die.

Qian Qianyi's death did not cause any turmoil in the capital, after all, he was already over eighty years old. And after learning of his death, some of his friends even sighed that he was really going to die!

It's time to die!

The reason for this is not anything else, but because, when he dies like this, at least he doesn't have to think about the choice anymore.

How to choose!

For every official who remained in the capital, they were faced with such a choice, and they had to make a choice.

Persuade!

When to persuade in?

How to persuade?

Thoughts like these flickered in the minds of more than 10,000 officials in the capital, and no one knew what to do. Of course, everyone knows what to do.

Naturally, there were some who were reluctant to do so, so they wanted to leave the city, but the gates were closed.

The gate of Jingshi has been closed for three days!

Not to mention those officials, even ordinary people in Beijing, they also know that something must have happened to this court, what is the big thing?

"The emperor is sick!"

Although there is no accurate news, the news that the emperor is sick still comes out of the palace, and the corresponding news is naturally why the emperor fell ill, and the news that the illness is so serious.

"I heard that no, there is no real dragon son of heaven today, I heard that he just arrived at the Qianqing Palace, and before he touched the dragon chair, he fell."

"No, I've heard about it, it's because there are spies hidden in the palace!"

"Spies! That's right, it's the remnants of the Manchu Qing Dynasty that didn't come out of the Qing Palace......"

For a while, all kinds of rumors were spread there, and no one could say why, anyway, all kinds of theories were spread there, and no one knew where the rumors came from, nor did they know whether the rumors were true or false. As for the adults who used to run around, it would be all cats in the official rank or in the house, and everyone was waiting there.

What are they waiting for?

No one will say what he is waiting for, but for Li Ziyuan, he knows what he is waiting for, he is waiting for Zhu Youlang's death.

He can usurp the throne, but he will never "kill the king", he must wait until the emperor dies before he can establish himself as the emperor in a dignified manner.

Yes, he is self-reliant, not a usurper!

Because of this, almost every day, Li Ziyuan would enter the palace several times, and he could clearly see that the emperor's body was constantly changing. Every time he went to see the emperor, what appeared in front of Li Ziyuan was a completely new person. At first, it was only a general edema, but after the edema, other conditions began to gradually appear, first in his mouth, then on his tongue and cheeks, at first, those wounds were very small, but soon they expanded and spread rapidly. The wound began to become layered, looking like layers of white envelope. The skin on his face and body was the same, blue, red, taupe, such injuries that people didn't even look at him.

From the next day, the emperor couldn't swallow anything, not even water, and he couldn't even swallow the extremely smooth raw eggs.

However, it was unfortunate that Li Ziyuan came every time, every time, when he came, the emperor was asleep and did not wake up, and today, when he entered the palace, he saw that the emperor was about to get up with the support of the inner eunuch, and he saw that the skin on the emperor's neck had been a little ulcerated. Looking at the emperor's appearance, Li Ziyuan's heart couldn't help but chill, his eyes drooped slightly, and he dared to look at the emperor again.

"Who is it?"

Zhu Youlang, who had just been helped up, his vision was also very blurred, and after seeing the comer, he asked calmly. But there was no response, and he asked again.

"Who's coming?"

His voice was not loud, even a little weird, but it did not lose the majesty of the emperor. But listening to Li Ziyuan's ears made his heart tremble suddenly.

With a "plop", I saw Li Ziyuan's legs weaken, and he couldn't help kneeling in front of this festering young man.

"It's the King of Chu here, right?"

Zhu Youlang asked softly, he has thought a lot about it in the past few days, and some things that he can't figure out and can't understand seem to have been figured out, of course he also knows how naïve he was at the beginning.

The lord is weak and the minister is strong, but how can there be loyal ministers?

The pain of the body made him sober up a lot, although he didn't know who was the poisoner, but Zhu Youlang knew very well that the world of the Ming Dynasty, perhaps, was really over!

He, he must be the last king of the Ming Dynasty.

Even at this time, another thought would come to Zhu Youlang's mind, if King Huai was really the heir of Emperor Lie, maybe Daming would still have a chance.

Regret should not be ...... However, in this world, there is no regret medicine!

Facing this young man who needed the support of the eunuch to sit up, for a while, Li Ziyuan's whole person was in a trance, he couldn't hear anything, just squeaked and knelt there and answered.

"Yes!"

"Yes......"

Why is this happening?

Li Ziyuan himself didn't know, he only knew that at this time, his body didn't seem to be under control, and he couldn't even figure out why he knelt here.

“…… I am a sinner of the Ming Dynasty! ”

After a long time, Li Ziyuan finally heard what Zhu Youlang's last sentence was about.

"It's useless to say anything now! It's just that I, since I've returned to Beijing. If you want to go to the Ming Tombs and then die, you can always do this, right? ”

Li Ziyuan didn't know how to respond to the emperor's request, he just reluctantly agreed. In the end, Zhu Youlang waved his hand to Li Ziyuan and asked him to retreat, but he couldn't stand up, so he had to let the eunuch on the side come up and help him out.

The city gate opened, but not everyone could go out, it was not ordinary people who went out of the city, but the emperor's guard of honor, standing on the city gate, looking at the emperor's guard of honor that stretched for several miles, Li Ziyuan did not speak, he just stood there, quietly looking at the yellow dragon chariot in it.

"The king, just let him go to the imperial tomb, this, will this be too imprudent."

Even until now, Xu Yuncheng could not accept the king's decision, and the king actually agreed to the emperor to pay homage to the Ming Tombs.

Especially what the emperor said when he asked him.

"Go to the Ming Tombs and then die, this, you can always do it, right?"

Isn't this tantamount to telling outsiders that the emperor died at the hands of the King of Chu?

In this way, the momentum created by Xu Yuncheng for him for a while is completely in vain, what is the so-called "gas number", what "full of people poisoned" These rumors are all to confuse the public, all to make the world unable to distinguish the truth from the false, and then let the king clear the name of killing the king.

"You don't understand!"

Looking at the emperor's guard of honor in the distance, Li Ziyuan's tone was a little dull.

"Yongli, more than ten years of exile so far, although no one has the merits of the king, but he is also the king. Before he died, it was just this request, and if the king refused again, how could he bear it? Besides......"

Raising his head suddenly, staring into the distance, Li Ziyuan said in a deep voice.

"In this world, let Gu take it, even if he is allowed to leave the city, what can he do?"

Although Li Ziyuan seemed extremely confident when he said this, there was a slight trace of worry between his eyebrows.

Take over the world and be the king!

He, can he do it?

Destiny......

Thinking of Zhu Youlang's tragic situation, Li Ziyuan's heart couldn't help but chill, if it was really Zhu Youlang who didn't have the luck of the emperor, so he fell in the Qianqing Palace, then, does he have this qi?

Although he knew that all this was only fooling the ordinary people in the world, he was about to make that choice, he was still inevitably a little moved.

The so-called gas number is just a fool's talk!

Whether it was self-deception or not, as if it was a knot in his heart, Li Ziyuan glanced at the honor guard of the emperor who had already gone away, and then commanded Xu Yuncheng.

"Your Majesty, you go and keep an eye on it, lonely ......"

After another glance into the city, he said.

"It's time to send off the teacher, too!"

Despite saying this, his eyes couldn't help but look at the honor guard that stretched for miles outside the city.

That's how a husband should be!

After leaving the city gate, Li Ziyuan did not sit in a carriage as usual, but rode a horse, and after the Manchu Qing Dynasty entered the customs, in order to prevent the officials from losing their minds, it was specially stipulated that all officials serving in Beijing must ride horses and are not allowed to travel in a sedan chair. Although this rule has long been abolished, and many officials in the capital have changed to take a sedan chair, after all, the weather is cold, and the sedan chair is the most comfortable, and it is very stable.

However, Li Ziyuan is used to riding a horse or riding a carriage, compared to Zhu Mingzhong, he will not interfere with others, even if the cold wind is biting, riding on horseback, the cold wind blows, but it makes him much more sober.

"If Zhu Youlang is dead, how should Lone seize the throne?"

Although the staff in this palace have long made up their minds, Li Ziyuan always feels that something is missing, although he says something "It doesn't matter whether he is right or not", but in fact, he cares about all this very much, after all, he needs to prove to the world that he Li Ziyuan has won the throne, just like Zhu Hongwu, is the most righteous person who has won the throne throughout the ages, not the person who usurped the throne.

Silent, Li Ziyuan, who was riding on horseback, slowly rushed towards Qian Qianyi's house, Qian Qianyi's death, but it was in his expectation, his age was there, and his body was not as good as day by day, it was really not easy to survive until now.

When he was getting closer and closer to the Qian Mansion, when he looked at the white light hanging in front of the Qian Mansion from a distance, Li Ziyuan's mind suddenly appeared in the figure of another person for no reason, and the figure of the woman appeared, this time he should be able to see her, thinking of this, his mood couldn't help but wave......