The emperor abdicated!

In the spring of the 55th year of Xingqian, it was an unprecedented event for the Ming Dynasty, the emperor abdicated as the emperor and the crown prince succeeded to the throne.

Although in the past twenty years, the Ming Dynasty and Zhuxia have long been accustomed to the crown prince's supervision. And in recent years, as the emperor has passed his old age, many people have even been prepared for the emperor to die at any time, but when the emperor said that he was considering abdication during the New Year's ceremony, the ministers were still taken aback.

In the next few days, from your Excellency to the hundreds of officials, they folded up one after another, saying that the emperor was in good health and should never abdicate.

In fact, no one in the government and the opposition thought of the longevity of Emperor Xingqian.

Reigning for fifty-five years, there has never been an emperor with such a long life, even Emperor Shenzong cannot be compared. Perhaps it is precisely because of this that they use the phrase "never" instead of "never", and perhaps, even they feel that it seems inappropriate to let an old man over 80 years old preside over the affairs of the country.

As for the crown prince, the fifty-seven-year-old crown prince has long proven his ability in the past twenty years or so, and he is enough to become the helmsman of the empire. And in the past ten years, the officials have also been accustomed to the crown prince, and the emperor himself has rarely appeared in front of the ministers except for several large court ceremonies every year, especially after the death of the queen and Concubine Zhao three years ago, the emperor even in addition to Zhengdan, the winter solstice and the previous day's grand court ceremonies are presided over by the crown prince.

The abdication of the emperor...... Although it was unexpected, it did not cause too much turmoil in Daming.

After several months of preparation, in the warm spring of March, in the imperial palace, Zhu Mingzhong ordered to abdicate and the crown prince Zhu Hejia inherited the throne.

In the congratulatory voices of the hundred officials and the representatives of Zhuxia, Zhu Hejia sat on the dragon chair, which was brought from Jingshi and was one of the few old things left over from the Yongle period.

However, all this has nothing to do with Zhu Mingzhong.

Now he says that he is the emperor, but in fact, Zhu Mingzhong has his own plans for the future.

Almost at the same time that Zhu and Jia Dengji accepted the millions of pilgrimages, Zhu Mingzhong got into the carriage to the royal garden outside the city, in addition to him, there was also the emperor's great-grandson Zhu Botao, who was only thirteen years old and did not attend the ceremony, where his father accepted the canonization of the new emperor and became the new crown prince of the Ming Dynasty.

"Grandpa, where are we going?"

Zhu Botao looked out of the car window, there were no cavalry following outside the car window, only a few attendants.

"Go to the woods and see ......"

Zhu Mingzhong doted on the horn on his great-grandson's head, he was not yet old enough to grow his hair.

After the carriage left the city, it drove along the spacious official road for nearly an hour, and finally arrived at the forest, after decades of growth, this royal garden has long become a primeval forest, full of thick trees, and even in the forest there are some giant sequoia from North America, although not as tall as in the North American hometown, but it is very conspicuous in the forest, in fact, along the royal garden all the way north, to the northern mountains where you can see such giant sequoia everywhere.

Finally, the carriage drove all the way to the depths of the royal garden, stopping in front of a white Western-style palace built by Zhu Mingzhong more than 20 years ago.

Coming here, Zhu Mingzhong said to Zhu Botao.

"Tao'er, the emperor's grandfather will live here in the future."

Now that he is the emperor, he should no longer stay in the palace, and even in the past ten years, Zhu Mingzhong has let his concubines go to the children's feudal country, where they can not only reunite with their sons, but also become the queen mother of a country.

One hundred and forty-three of the Ming Dynasty!

Sixty-three in the South Seas, sixty-two in North America, seven in New Xia, one in Ceylon, Hawaii and New Zealand...... Many once skilled places have become the feudal kingdoms of the Ming Dynasty. In addition, Egypt, Rome, Serbia, Bulgaria, Transylvania, Albania - these former Ottoman dependencies, after the fall of the Ottoman Empire, in the face of pressure from Austria, have invited the Ming prince as the king, their nobles chose the Ming, of course, their nobles also took the opportunity to bargain to obtain a large number of privileges and rights protection. But all this is also destined to be completely different from the "Western Zhuxia".

It is not necessarily a good thing to have more sons, Zhu Mingzhong has not forgotten even now, after separating the youngest son, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, because there was no land to seal.

Now Siam, Khmer, Saigon, Malay, Sabah, Sarawak, Luzon, Medan and other places are all feudal states of the Ming Dynasty, and the local princes are either deposed or executed, and the comprehensive Chineseization of Nanyang is already irreversible.

"Fortunately, Hejia only has three sons, otherwise, it would really be enough for him to have a headache."

Thinking so in his heart, Zhu Mingzhong sighed, it seems that his task has been completed, three years ago, he has already copied all the things he has learned all his life, and in the next two hundred years, he should be able to continue to give Da Ming some guidance, as for the future, who knows?

Although Zhu Mingzhong deliberately withdrew from the palace and wanted to be an emperor in the garden, in the afternoon, Zhu Hejia, who had just succeeded to the throne, still rushed to the palace.

"Father's ......"

Before he could speak, Zhu Mingzhong looked at him and waved his hand to interrupt him.

"Hejia, now you are the emperor of the Ming Dynasty."

Seeing his son's rather sad expression, Zhu Mingzhong laughed and waved his hand.

"Actually, since your mother died, my father has been thinking about abdication, and I have been thinking about it for the past few years......"

The reason why he is reluctant to abdicate is actually because in his heart, there is a small wish - he hopes to be able to reign for more than 60 years, but by last year, he figured it out, there is no need to be so paranoid, after all, everything is over.

Even full of people...... At least one of the Manchurians fled Afghanistan, and it is impossible to know where they fled, but in fact, none of this matters.

"I'm over 80 years old...... It's already a twilight year, when you deal with national politics these years, your father has always looked at it, how the country will be in the future, and what should China do, I believe you will not live up to the world. I believe that you have this ability, I am the king of ZTE entrepreneurship, Daming is in your hands, rest assured for my father! ”

Now, Zhu Mingzhong was no longer willing to use "I" to refer to himself, he paused, and then continued.

"In fact, for the father and son, I have a thought now, that is, in my lifetime, I will be able to travel around China and see with my own eyes the China that my father has worked hard to create for so many years, this China...... It's not just Daming! ”

This Huaxia is so big that Zhu Mingzhong even has some suspicions, Daming, Zhuxia, and Western Xia are all part of Huaxia.

"Over there in the South Seas, my father has been there a few times, so my father wants to go to the West, go from the Western Regions, take the train, all the way to Constantinople, and then to Serbia and Bulgaria...... He can also be regarded as his father's junior, and our Ming Dynasty's layout in Russia over the years...... Everything is still going well, this time, I am going to tell Bo Tao a family matter......"

"Father means Elizabeth?"

Zhu Hejia's brows furrowed slightly, when the Russian mission visited a few months ago, he certainly noticed the appearance of this Russian princess, and the two sisters deliberately wore the court dress of the Ming Dynasty, which made many people present fall in love with it. Bo Tao is also one of them.

"Why, it seems like you're not very happy."

"Daddy......"

After changing to this more homely title, Zhu Hejia said.

"Bo Tao is the emperor's grandson, the future emperor of the Ming Dynasty, and his wife is the queen of the Ming Dynasty, so she shouldn't be ......"

"It's not supposed to be a barbarian, is it?"

Looking at his son, Zhu Mingzhong of course knew that although in the past fifty-five years, millions of women and slaves from foreign countries had entered the Ming Dynasty and become the wives and concubines of the people of the Ming Dynasty, but the Ming people were still extremely proud in their bones, and they were proud of the Xuanyuan bloodline.

"I think there's always something wrong, after all, he is the son of the emperor of the Ming Dynasty in the future, and the bloodline of the emperor's family should not be ......"

Halfway through the words, Zhu Hejia thought that he still had more than a dozen younger siblings, and his mother was a Semu and a European.

"He Jia, the future of the Ming Dynasty, has been different from the traditional sense of the Ming, in the past few decades the integration of the Chinese interior has never stopped, in Nanyang, the local natives are integrating into China, even in the Western Xia, those Wang Wei are also marrying local women as wives and concubines, such integration is beneficial to China, in fact, the Ming Dynasty, and even the future of China, whether it can be stable for a long time, the core problem is the problem of going to bed!"

After a rough and straightforward word came out of Zhu Mingzhong's mouth, he looked at his son and said with a frown.

"Human society is a patriarchal society, and the attributes of the nation are also with the father and not with the mother, and the men of the Ming Dynasty marry foreign women as wive......s and concubines, which is conducive to the long-term peace and stability of the Ming Dynasty in the future."

"Dad, the child knows this. In the past, the population of the Turen in Nanyang was one or two million, and now there may be only three or five million pure Turen left, and most of the people are of Chinese ancestry, they are basically the father Ming and the mother Turen, the real purpose of Fuyi and Xia is to change the composition of Nanyang from physiology and blood, which we all know. ”

When mentioning the example of Nanyang, Zhu Hejia looked at his father and said.

"But this shouldn't be Bo Tao's responsibility, after all, he is the future emperor."

"Just because he's the emperor, ah...... That's what he does! ”

Looking at his son, Zhu Mingzhong smiled.

"After all, in the future, we will definitely use troops against Russia, Elizabeth can guarantee the royal inheritance to Russia, and more importantly, give the Russian nobles a reason for allegiance - inheritance, we can indeed send troops to annex Russia at any time now, but, I hope ......"

After a moment of silence, Zhu Mingzhong glanced into the distance, and then said.

"I hope that Russia can become some kind of experiment, maybe, through another peaceful integration, we can integrate them into the big Chinese family, maybe ......"

After a pause, Zhu Mingzhong smiled, then looked at Zhu Hejia and said.

"And Western Xia, and even Europe, who knows? If we don't try it, we never know if it is possible to integrate them, just like now, millions of Russian women have become the wives and concubines of Ming immigrants, isn't this integration also good? The reverse is not many, oh there are many Russian aristocrats who take pride in marrying Chinese wives. ”

When looking into the distance, Zhu Mingzhong sighed.

"Love...... Sometimes, it is also a weapon that can be conquered militarily...... No, the conquest of women is perhaps the most successful conquest ......"

Then, Zhu Mingzhong waved his hand and said to Zhu Hejia, who was deep in thought,

"However, this is just an idea for the father, as for how to decide in the future, it is up to you to decide, after all, you are already the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, and now you are the helmsman of the Ming Dynasty, as for my ......"

Standing up and slowly walking to the window, Zhu Mingzhong stared into the distance, and then said softly,

"I, I'll leave in a few days, so don't inform the outside world, just say to the outside world that I'm cultivating here, isn't there always a rumor that I haven't been in court all these years because of my cultivation? Well, let's just talk to them......"

A few days later, Zhu Mingzhong, who was no different from an ordinary old man, stepped on the train to the west, and although it had been decades of development, the speed of the train was still not fast, only forty or fifty miles per hour, and the fastest was less than thirty kilometers.

In the months that followed, Zhu Mingzhong would occasionally lament the backwardness of technology, but most of the time, he was more like a tourist, admiring the scenery along the way.

All the way to the west, it passed through too many places along the way, from Xinjiang to the steppe, and then to Anxi, along the way only the sequence of Persia not being in China, and finally, the train entered the Roman Empire. Compared with the stability of the countries in Zhuxia, the Roman Empire was in turmoil, and the turmoil caused by the traditional tears such as religion could not end overnight.

It seems that Shi Yiwen has been looking forward to this time all along, not just because of another emperor in the Chinese system here, but because this place has a very special significance.

Like any tourist, Zhu Mingzhong's first stop after arriving in Constantinople was the Hagia Sophia. It's just that unlike other tourists, when he is in this church, he always has a strange feeling in his heart, which is neither proud nor proud, but a dignified ......

"If the world were a country, Istanbul would be its capital."

In another time and space, Napoleon once described the city in this way.

Perhaps, in the future, the city will become the center of Western China...... Just as Zhu Mingzhong walked out of the church and this thought came to his mind, he saw a carriage coming towards him, and the bearded man driving the carriage shouted something unfamiliar and seemed to be a little familiar......