"Don't say that you are worried about me, I have today's difficulties, it is completely due to you!" Ma Jixiang's brazenness made Zhu Youlang's body tremble. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Ma Jixiang defended himself with an innocent face: "Jiangshan Sheji is the emperor's, the military and the people also listen to the emperor, and it is also the emperor's own choice to temporarily avoid Burma, how can the ministers be blamed for today's difficulties?" Besides, the ministers and colleagues came only to ask for money, if there is no money to receive, the officials' hearts are scattered, how can the court maintain? Without a court, how would the emperor deal with the Burmese? ”

After coming to Myanmar, Suining Bo Puying and Ma Jixiang were extremely close to each other for their livelihood, and immediately opened their mouths to help: "Shoufu is dedicated to the saint, sincere heart, and the ministers are obvious to all." ”

Zhu Youlang said angrily: "My national seal has been chiseled and distributed to you, the jewelry I brought has also been given to you, and the queen's gold and silver jewelry have all been taken out. ”

Li Guotai said: "More than 2,000 family members of officials and officials in the imperial court always have to eat, if the emperor doesn't pay them, how can they eat?" ”

"Enough, I don't want to be the emperor!" Zhu Yourong flicked his sleeves away, "Don't bother me in the future, I'm not the emperor anymore, you can't ask me for money!" Go, go, I don't want to see you again! ”

Zhu Youlang was so angry that he didn't even call "I" anymore. Ma Jixiang and Li Guotai They didn't expect the emperor to say nothing, they were dumbfounded, and a group of people stared at each other, feeling that the emperor was afraid that there was really no money to squeeze here.

Because of Yongli, now the Burmese side can still give a little money and grain, if Zhu Youlang refuses to be the emperor, the Burmese side is afraid that not only will not give a little money and food, but will be able to drive these Ming Dynasty people back to China in a blink of an eye, so Ma Jixiang They are afraid that Zhu Youlang will really pile up the stall, and if they are honest, they really don't dare to disturb Zhu Youlang, anyway, their ministers are still thick, and the poor are those petty officials below. Pity those Ming Dynasty officials who were separated from their wives and lost their family property because they had no money, they had to work for the Burmese to survive. What's more, there are not a few people who sell their sons and daughters, and ask their wives and daughters to open secret doors and sell themselves, which makes the Burmese people look down on these Ming Dynasty people even more.

Seeing that the emperor was in a bad mood, the queen and the crown prince did not dare to disturb Zhu Youlang. In addition to the routine daily visit of the Queen Mother, Zhu Youlang locked himself in the house and fell into boundless loneliness.

He regretted it, really regretted it, since he came to Burma, he had lost all contact with the country, and the king of Jin did not know where. He regretted even more that he should not have disarmed himself, and that he had ended up in the embarrassment he is in today.

There is a little boy in this village where the Ming Dynasty monarchs lived, who was very active on weekdays and often came to Zhu Youlang's house to play. On this day, the window looked in, and saw Zhu Youlang sitting there motionless, the little boy was very strange, he knew that this man was the emperor of the Ming Dynasty that the adults said, so he leaned on the window and asked Zhu Youlang: "The emperor of the Ming Dynasty, why are you locking yourself in the house alone?" ”

Zhu Youlang glanced at the little boy and shook his head: "I don't want to see anyone, so I locked myself in the house." ”

"Only if the bird is caught, it will be locked in a cage, you are the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, not a bird."

When Zhu Youlang heard this fairy tale, his whole body trembled, and tears immediately flowed: Why did I lock myself in the house!

Zhu Youlang sighed: "I have nowhere to go, what if I don't stay in the house?" ”

The little boy thought for a moment and said, "Then I'll take you to see my grandfather." ”

"Your grandfather?" Zhu Youlang was stunned, "Does he live in this village?" ”

The little boy nodded: "Of course, he tells me stories every day." ”

Zhu Youlang suddenly came to his senses, thinking that instead of sitting here boring, it would be better to go out for a walk. Since this child's grandfather lives in this village, the Burmese people will not interfere much. Thinking of this, Zhu Youlang came out of the house. The little boy took him to a jungle, then pointed to the front with his hand and said, "Your Majesty, that is my grandfather's house." ”

Zhu Youlang looked in the direction he pointed and saw a simple low wooden house. The little boy ran forward quickly, shouting as he ran: "Grandpa, the emperor of the Ming Dynasty is here." ”

The door of the small wooden house opened suddenly, and a man emerged from the room. Zhu Youlang looked at the man carefully. The man's back was bent, his face was thin, and his face was lifeless, except for the beard that fluttered under his chin to prove that he was still alive.

When the man saw Zhu Youlang, his legs trembled, and he wanted to kneel, but he couldn't, probably because he was too old and his bones were hard. Zhu Youlang dared to ask the old man to kneel, and immediately ran over to help the old man.

The old man looked at Zhu Youlang: "You are the emperor of the Ming Dynasty?" ”

Zhu Youlang nodded, hearing that the old man was speaking Chinese, his heart moved, and he asked him: "Is the old man Han?" ”

The old man nodded, and then as if he had thought of something, his face gloomy. After a while, the old man's expression moved, and he asked Zhu Youlang: "Who is the emperor?" ”

"I am the grandson of Shenzong and the son of King Gui."

When the old man heard this, he suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed until he almost suffocated from it. Zhu Youlang was overwhelmed by his laughter, and he didn't know why the old man was laughing.

The old man sighed: "It turns out that Your Majesty is the grandson of the Divine Sect, and the Divine Sect sent me to the frontier back then, but today I see the descendants of the Divine Sect in this foreign country, which is really ironic." ”

Zhu Youlang was stunned and asked the old man what happened, and the old man informed Zhu Youlang of his own affairs. It turned out that this old man was the courtier of Emperor Zhu Yijun of Shenzong, when the Wu Jian brothers raised troops in Fujian, Emperor Shenzong asked all the ministers to discuss the dynasty, and the ministers of the court and the central government all thought that they should send troops to suppress it, and he was the only one who advocated pacification. Emperor Shenzong decided to send troops to suppress it according to the opinions of his ministers, and he tried his best to stop it, and bluntly expressed his opinion that the people are the official foundation, and the people are the outline of the court. If the court can't appease the people, the Son of Heaven will lose his roots! And said, every year there are people rebelling and suppressing every year, why is there no end? If this continues, the contradiction will be intensified, and then the destruction of the imperial court is not far away! Xu is old man's words back then violated the jealousy of Shenzong, and Emperor Shenzong was angry and sent him to the frontier, and it has been more than 40 years.

After listening to the old man's story, Zhu Youlang didn't know how to speak for a while. If you think about it carefully, there is indeed a sense that God is retributing the Zhu family. At that time, this old man was sent to the frontier by Emperor Shenzong for his outspokenness, and was finally driven to Burma. Decades later, as the grandson of Emperor Shenzong, he was exiled to Burma because of the country's ruin. If this is not retribution, who can believe it?

Zhu Youlang sighed in his heart and asked the old man, "What is your surname?" ”

The old man shook his head and said, "No name and no surname." ”

"Since you are a minister of the DPRK and China, how can you have no name and no surname?"

"I've lived in the mountains for too long, and I've forgotten my name and name!"

Hearing this, Zhu Youlang fell silent, and the old man also became silent, only the wind rustled the leaves.

Zhu Youlang suddenly asked, "Old man, do you say that the emperor is mighty?" ”

The old man nodded and said, "Big, very big!" ”

Zhu Youlang asked him: "Why did the old man say that?" ”

The old man smiled miserably: "Because of the emperor's words, I not only lost my official position, but also had no place to live, so I had to live in a different place and die in a foreign land." Just ask, who else in the world can put the old man in this place with a word? So this emperor is very powerful! ...”

Zhu Youlang sighed, thought of his grandfather's imperial prestige, and then thought about himself, and said with a wry smile: "But my emperor's imperial prestige is very small." ”

"The imperial power is supreme, how can it be small?" The old man said.

"Although I am the emperor, I am tossed to death by the ministers every day, and no one is willing to listen to me, and there is no imperial authority at all."

The old man laughed when he heard this, and he couldn't stop for a long time.

Zhu Youlang said strangely: "Why is the old man laughing? ”

The old man said: "I laugh at your name as the emperor, but you are really a slave." ”

"What do you mean by that, old man?"

"What is the emperor? It is the king of a country, there is not only a vast land to give to the princes, but also the public can be driven by themselves, so the land is the emperor's capital, the people are the emperor's courage, with these two treasures, the emperor's prestige is extremely prosperous! Now, your name is the emperor, but you don't have an inch of soil under your feet, and you don't have a single citizen under your hands, just like a fish out of water, and there is no way to live, will there be any might? ”

Zhu Youlang felt that although the old man's words were reasonable, they might not be all right, and he said: "Aren't those civil and military ministers human? Why did they call me emperor when they saw me? ”

The old man smiled and asked, "What are they coming to you for?" ”

Zhu Youlang was silent for a moment and said in a low voice: "They came to ask for money." ”

The old man said: "Isn't that enough, they don't treat you as an emperor, but as a cash cow." ”

Zhu Youlang felt a pain in his heart: "Why did they ask me for money?" ”

"Their lives have always been like this, calling them food kings and feasting on the king, worrying about the king. They think that the wealth of the world belongs to the emperor, so they all come to ask for you! But he didn't know that the wealth of the world was not the emperor's, but the people of the world. ”

Zhu Youlang muttered to himself: "That's true! ”

The old man said: "That's why I said that your name is the emperor, but you are really a slave." ”

"Really a minion?"

"You are not a slave of the people, but a slave of the emperor!"

"Slave of the Emperor?"

When Zhu Youlang returned to his residence from the forest, he silently recited these four words all the way. He was thinking about the old man's words in his heart, and felt that it was understandable for the old man to say that he was a nominal emperor. Because although he is the emperor, he has neither land nor princes, and even the soldiers and horses are in Yunnan and cannot protect him, and now he is despised by the Burmese and humiliated by the courtiers, how can he be like an emperor. But he felt that it was wrong for the old man to say that he was the slave of the emperor, because he was already the emperor, how could he still say that he was the slave of the emperor?

Could it be that I myself would be my own slave?

Thinking of this, Zhu Youlang trembled. He thinks that there are many people in this world who have become their own slaves, for example, people who are burdened by their own names and live for their own interests. Thinking about it like this, the old man's words seem to have some truth, isn't he just burdened, trapped, and even humiliated by the name of the emperor? If it weren't for being carried by someone to become the emperor, would he have to run around and be displaced? Who of those ministers would dare to ask him for money under the pretext of eating the king's fortune and sharing his worries?

The more Zhu Youlang thought about it, the more sad he became, but there were chaotic footsteps and human voices outside the house. Zhu Youlang frowned, he thought it was Ma Jixiang again, and they came to him to ask for money.

"The emperor is here! The emperor is here! ”

The sharp voice of the eunuch Li Guotai sounded outside the house, and before Zhu Youlang came back to his senses, Ma Jixiang and Li Guotai led hundreds of civil and military officials over. Zhu Youlang was about to reprimand them, but the civil and military officials knelt down in and out of the house, shouting: "Long live my emperor, long live, long live!" ”

Ma Jixiang and the others were accompanied by two Burmese and a Han Chinese whom Zhu Youlang had never met.

"Who is your Emperor? I'm not going to be an emperor anymore! Find someone else to be the emperor. Zhu Youlang was still as angry as last time, yelling at him not to be the emperor. When the civil and military officials heard this, they were immediately frightened and ignorant, since ancient times, they have never heard of anyone who is unwilling to be the emperor! Besides, the emperor is not something that just anyone can do, so how can we find someone else to be the emperor?

The two Burmese people couldn't understand what Zhu Youlang said, but the Han man changed his face suddenly, and secretly said Could it be that Zhu Youlang knew that King Tang was in charge of the country in Guangdong?

Ma Jixiang knew what the emperor was thinking, but he didn't come to ask the emperor for money this time, but to tell the emperor something good. So he smiled and said to Zhu Youlang: "Your Majesty, a good thing, a great thing, the King of Pingxi has sent someone!" (To be continued.) )