Chapter 621: Death

The emperor's expression was indifferent, as if he was not talking about his life and death, but about a trivial matter, but there was inevitably a hint of regret in his tone.

"I inherited the legacy of the previous emperor and succeeded to the throne, so far there are thirty of them, and I will enjoy the country forever, and there should be no regrets! The longevity is set for a few days, the fate should be like this, the prince is virtuous, I should also rest assured, the good woman is entrusted to Yuanfu today, Mr. is good to assist him to be a good emperor, if there is a mistake, Mr. should correct the mistake, do not let him be willful, the prince is still young, and he must not be abolished! ”

Lao Shousuke's face was sad, but he still raised his hand tremblingly.

"The old minister obeys the order and will live up to the emperor's trust!"

A hint of relief flashed in Zhu Yijun's eyes, and he turned around with difficulty.

"Prince ......"

"Erchen is here!"

Zhu Changluo stepped forward on his knees, kowtowed and answered, his eyes were already full of tears.

"I have ascended the throne since childhood, Mr. Zhang supplemented me with the art of the emperor, the most important, but the use of people, balance the two also, I know that you have a lot of resentment in your heart, the courtiers also said that I want to change the establishment of the prince is to favor the harem woman, but I know that before the king of Erfeng County, he is not the talent of the emperor, and if he is strong, it will make the ancestral foundation increasingly decay, so I dispute with the ministers, not to dislike you, but in fact, as the son of heaven, I can't help myself, I don't want to complain about me!"

Zhu Yijun sighed and coughed heavily, but his eyes were earnest.

Zhu Changluo's body stiffened in an instant, I have to say that Zhu Yijun has been an emperor for so many years, and his eyes are indeed very vicious, and his original body is indeed not the material to be an emperor, he was killed after only a month, and he is unique throughout the ages.

But now is not the time to think about this, Zhu Changluo can naturally hear that the emperor's words have another deep meaning, so he bowed his head and wept at the moment.

"Father and Emperor Mingjian, the sons and daughters knew that they were shallow in virtue when they were young, and they never dared to resent anyone, nor did they dare to do anything because of this!"

The emperor said not to resent him, but Zhu Changluo replied that he would not resent people, let alone retaliate against others because of this, and it seemed that some answers were not what he asked, but the emperor was obviously very satisfied, nodded slightly, and his eyes swept between the concubine and the others intentionally or unintentionally, and finally stayed on the bodies of Queen Wang and the Zheng family, showing a rare trace of tenderness and reluctance, and said.

"Prince, the queen is your mother-in-law, and when she is filial piety, treat her like a biological mother!"

After a moment, his gaze retracted, and the emperor coughed twice, his tone becoming indifferent again.

"The princes are older, according to the ancestral system, when the king is out of the cabinet, you should choose a fief for it, as soon as possible, it is not appropriate to stay in the capital for a long time, the princes of the clans, the feudal screen is important, do not leave the country without permission!"

This was said to Zhu Changluo and Wang Xijue.

"Father's peace of mind, the sons will obey the will of the father, the princes are still young, the sons will order the princes and concubines to follow into the feudal country, and let the kings support their mothers and concubines until the end of their lives!"

Zhu Changluo sighed in his heart, but bowed.

A look of relief flashed in the emperor's eyes, but his tone was rare with some hesitation, and he looked at Zhu Changluo and said.

"The matter of mining tax will do more harm than good, and it should not be done for a long time! I know that you have a strategy, you have an idea, or you should take the will of the ministers, be considerate, and do not act recklessly! ”

"Sons obey orders!"

Zhu Changluo breathed a sigh of relief, the matter of mining tax, there are pros and cons, it is a last resort supplement under the advance tax system, and there are naturally disadvantages, but in order to maintain the operation of the huge state apparatus, if the tax system is not changed, this last resort can only be used.

I remember that in my previous life, when Shenzong was dying, he personally ordered the abolition of the mining tax, but now it seems that history has changed after all.

However, with Zhu Changluo's respectful reply, Zhu Yijun's breath seemed to be half discharged, and he nodded with satisfaction, and a trace of remembrance flashed in his eyes, and said.

"In my life, the biggest mistake I made was to add the crime to the former first assistant Zhang Gong Juzheng, now I think about it, although Zhang Gong has a loss of virtue, but his talent and virtue are no less than that of the Yingzong Dynasty Yu Qian, I am guilty of Zhang Gong, although I have to do it, it is also a young and frivolous act! However, the sky will not give up, there is Erke to inherit the unification, I am under the nine springs, and I also have the face to see the ancestors and ancestors! ”

After speaking, a relieved smile flashed on his face, as if he was relieved of a burden.

It's just that the concubines and princes in the palace have long been crying!

"Chen Ju, pass the message, summon the ministers of the cabinet and the ministers to meet you!"

The emperor's face swelled with abnormal blood, and his tone of voice was a little faster, so that the imperial doctor on the side hurriedly stepped forward, but was pushed away by the emperor.

Chen Ju hurriedly went out to summon the ministers to meet him, but the emperor coughed twice, seemed to have lost the strength to sit upright, leaned weakly on the soft couch behind him, and turned his head to Wang Xijue.

"The pen and ink have been prepared, bother Yuanfu, let's record the edict for me!"

At that moment, an attendant stepped forward and led Wang Xijue to the table next to the emperor, and a blank jade shaft and yellow silk had already been prepared.

After a while, the ministers entered one after another, the cabinet ministers, the six Shangshu, the left deputy capital of the Supervision Yuan, and the six departments were all in the middle of the matter, and more than a dozen important ministers of the court and the central government bowed to each other, kneeling in the hall and looking full.

The emperor raised his hand, his tone was a little weak, and said.

"I said, Yuan Fu wrote, the queen mother and the ministers witnessed! The unification of my ancestors, for 30 years, because of the anxiety of state affairs, so that the spleen disease, can not get up, there is a heavy trust of the emperor, but the crown prince Zhu Changluo is smart, benevolent and filial, Rui De is long-lived, and the emperor is the heir, Zhu Qing and the celebrant should work together to assist, abide by the ancestral system, protect the emperor's map, and the Qing and other merits are in the community, and the eternal ...... No...... ......"

As soon as the words fell, an abnormal flush swelled up on the emperor's neck, but a smile appeared on his face, and his right hand on the armrest fell weakly on the soft couch, his head and neck were crooked, and he became silent......

"Your Majesty!"

In the hall, the queen and the concubines suddenly covered their mouths and shouted loudly.

The imperial doctor, who had just been pushed away, hurriedly stepped forward with the medical box in his arms, and put it on the emperor's right hand in horror.

"Your Majesty...... Crashed! ”

There was a burst of crying in the hall, and the princes and concubines and eunuchs were all grieving and crying bitterly.

Only Zhu Changluo was stunned in place, looking at the emperor with a serene face and stunned for a while.

Only...... So dead?

Although Zhu Changluo had long expected that whether he could survive this life-and-death difficulty was a probabilistic event.

But after all, the Divine Sect in history really survived and lived until the forty-eighth year of Wanli before he died suddenly.

So he has always been unsure in his heart what the outcome will be today, but now, the facts are in front of him, and his father, no matter what history says about him, after all, he left this world peacefully......