Chapter 575: In the middle of the Apocalypse, Nengchen is old
In October of the 29th year of the Apocalypse, due to the influence of the climate of the Xiaoice River, snow had begun to fall in the city of Beijing, and Zhu Youxiao, the Ming Emperor who had just dispersed the dynasty, did not go to the Xinuan Pavilion to listen to the important ministers to report on state affairs as usual.
Some time ago, a cold illness made him lie on the sickbed for half a month, but fortunately, with the development of biological fermentation engineering and bacteriology, today's Daming can produce small units of antibiotics, and the types have begun to increase, which can cope with various acute and chronic diseases.
Therefore, as the helmsman of the super empire of the Ming Dynasty, he did not fall because of this, and the reformists and hawkish ministers who had hung their hearts for half a month finally fell to the ground.
After all, no one knows if His Majesty the Emperor dies suddenly, and the Ming Dynasty, which is frantically heading towards endless plunder and aggression, will return to the previous state of society, where men plough and women weave, agriculture is the support of the country's economy, and civil officials and monarchs are ruled together.
Fortunately, Zhu Youxiao, the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, was not like the previous emperors, and it was always easy to leave abruptly when he was hesitant in his ambitions, and in vain caused the Ming Dynasty to fall into the endless abyss of party strife.
However, Zhu Youxiao is indeed forty-nine years old and nearly fifty years old, which is about to enter old age in the Ming Dynasty, and because of this, many ministers have recently said that Zhu Youxiao should take care of the dragon body, cultivate his body, and not indulge in wine.
Zhu Youxiao's kindness can also accept this, but he also knows that whether it is twenty years ago when the ministers advised him to accumulate concubines to prolong his heirs or now let himself restrain his sexual affairs to prolong his life, these ministers are all for themselves, but fortunately, now these ministers are no longer gentry and civil officials who sacrificed national interests to meet their personal commercial interests in the Wanli period, but capitalists who represent the interests of chambers of commerce and handicraftsmen at all levels in the Ming Dynasty. to enrich their wealth.
Therefore, these ministers are very concerned about their bodies, but they have also been paying attention to it, since the seventh year of the Apocalypse, he has been insisting on exercising his physical fitness, and even organizes hunting outside the gates, plus now that he is the emperor without civil officials suppressing him, he has no depression, so even if he has a minor illness, it is not a big deal.
Even between the beds, he has not lost the slightest bit of majesty, and it is not a problem to gallop across the night to the number of women.
Zhu Youxiao, who was standing under the red wall, touched his beard under his chin, looked at the snowflakes falling from under the eaves, and couldn't help but blow out a breath of heating.
If it weren't for the eradication of the Donglin Party from the seventh year of the Apocalypse to the tenth year of the Apocalypse, and the long-standing political stubbornness of the Apocalypse would be changed, at this time, the Ming Dynasty would only be afraid that it would fall invisibly like this snowflake, and the entire land of China at this time would only be afraid that it would still be resounding with the iron hooves of foreign races, even if the dream-like Jiangnan was just a Shura field at this time.
Some time ago, Tang Zhen, the governor of Yingtian, reported that the population of Yangzhou has exceeded one million, which is another big city with a population of more than one million after the two capitals of the Ming Dynasty and Chengdu, Guangzhou, and Fengyang.
Although it was just an ordinary local official reporting the local population's money and food situation, it made Zhu Youxiao quite emotional, because if the original historical development was followed, Yangzhou City at this time had just experienced a massacre for only four years!
This year's weather is getting colder and colder, if you stay in the original time and space at this time, natural disasters and man-made disasters, I am afraid that the entire land of China will freeze to death and starve to death people will not be able to calculate, but fortunately at this time, the Ming Dynasty, because of the non-collection of agricultural taxes and the reclamation of more arable land in the south, so that the Ming Dynasty at this moment is not suffering from famine.
"Your Majesty, don't stay too long, be careful of the cold", Wang Chengen, who has been working on the palm seal of the master of ceremonies for more than 20 years, unknowingly stained his sideburns with white frost, and his back became more and more rickety, and his statement was also a little lacking in qi, Zhu Youxiao couldn't help but shake his hand after hearing it, and asked, "You're almost seventy, right?" ”
Wang Chengen nodded, didn't turn his head to hold his mouth tightly, and swallowed back the phlegm that was about to cough up.
Seeing this, Zhu Youxiao couldn't help but say: "Don't be so careful, I allow you to cough in front of me, forgive you for the crime of disrespect!" ”
"Rao is like this, and he shouldn't be abrupt in front of His Majesty, if the illness comes to His Majesty, the old slave is a sin that is difficult to atone even if he dies", Wang Chengen said and patted the snowflakes on the crown of Yishan for Zhu Youxiao: "Your Majesty still looks so young, only if you are well-maintained, I am afraid that you can really live forever!" ”
"What do you learn from those flattering people, how can there be people in this world who have a long life, and shouting long live is just an auspicious word or to show respect for status, but everything in this world has a cause and effect to rise and fall, how can it be forced by manpower."
Zhu Youxiao reprimanded Wang Chengen with a smile, and when he saw that he was wearing his own python robe, he couldn't help but think of Wei Zhongxian, who had been dismissed from the post of admiral of the inner factory three years ago, and couldn't help asking: "How is Wei Zhongxian now, this old eunuch has lived a long time, and he has not died in his eighties." ”
"Don't dare to deceive Your Majesty, Gonggong Wei originally planned to take a train to Shanhaiguan to see the autumn colors outside the customs after meeting His Majesty, but who expected that on the way back to Beijing, he occasionally felt a cold, coupled with old age and frailty, and died of illness in his Beijing mansion three days ago", Wang Chengen lowered his head and replied.
Zhu Youxiao couldn't help but feel a shock in his heart after hearing this, twenty years ago, he often killed the top and second Donglin officials in the official residence or the powerful Huang Taiji, Dolgon and other historical figures, without the slightest sense of amazement that these heroes of the world left him, and now with the captured Zheng Zhilong died in agony in the imperial prison, Wei Zhongxian passed away on the way back to Beijing, and he found that the historical figures of this time and space are gradually leaving him.
Seeing that his Majesty was so stunned, Wang Chengen naturally knew that it was because he had just mentioned that Wei Zhongxian had left this world, in Wang Chengen's opinion, after all, Wei Zhongxian was also the first hero to help His Majesty control the imperial power, and he was also a capable general who accompanied His Majesty in the struggle with the courtiers from the beginning, and at that time, there was no figure of himself and Li Mingrui and Lu Xiangsheng, and now His Majesty was sad because of Wei Zhongxian's departure It is really human nature.
Wang Chengen couldn't help but secretly think that if he left His Majesty in his new year, it would seem that he could make His Majesty lose his mind for a moment, if he could do so, even if he had no future in this life, he would be content.
"Order the Ministry of Rites to bury Wei Zhongxian and bury him with the rites of the Three Princes", as he said, Zhu Youxiao turned around and walked towards the Xinuan Pavilion, as soon as he entered the Xinuan Pavilion, Wang Chengen conveyed Zhu Youxiao's instructions just now to Cheng Jiming, and Cheng Jiming did not disobey the draft of the cabinet book, and at this time, Li Mingrui, who had been sitting in the attic and drowsy, also trembled and walked up and handed over the notebook: "Your Majesty, the old minister prays for His Majesty to give the minister to return to his hometown!" ”