Chapter 72: The Debate of the Imperial Tomb

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The queen mother seemed to have a trace of hesitation, things were really as Tang Ming said, she really couldn't force Tang Ming to stay and accept her education. But she felt unwilling to give up like this, thought for a moment and said with a chuckle: "That's it for today, you also go and prepare for the emperor's accession to the throne, and wait until today to talk to you about the mourning family!" ”

Listening to this tone, it is clear that this matter is not over, but what else can Tang Ming do? Only by bowing down again to send the queen away, looking at the queen who was hugging the queen in front of him, Tang Ming's already irritable mood suddenly fell to the bottom. Shaking off his arms that were painful by the guards, he returned to the door of the Taiji Hall with a sigh.

The emperor and queen were already sitting on the huge dragon climb, Zheng and Li Xing and others were waiting on the left and right, and the imperial guards were riding tall horses and surrounded the dragon pan majestically. After the old eunuch who pulled Zheng He's palm print and disappeared got off with a bang, the team that couldn't see the end at a glance began to drive out of the palace slowly and orderly.

Tang Ming stood aside dumbfounded, at this moment he didn't know where he should go in the team, but fortunately, Zheng He had already seen him. When he passed by his side, he pulled him over, Tang Ming was about to ask a question, but Zheng He made a silent gesture to him, and Li Xing's eyes on the other side drifted to them from time to time, and the corners of his mouth were even more sinister smiles.

Looking at Li Xing's gloating face, Tang Ming didn't know why, and suddenly had an urge to punch him fiercely. As the sky grew brighter and the procession marched outside the palace gate, all the ministers of civil and military affairs had gathered here. Zhu Di stayed for a while, accepted the worship of the Minister of Civil and Military Affairs, and then set off again.

Taking this opportunity, Tang Ming sneaked to Yao Guangxiao's side at Zheng He's instructions and blended in the ranks of the ministers, and he was relieved until this moment. Otherwise, standing with a group of eunuchs, he always felt uncomfortable, and even when others looked at him, he suspected that it was a look of contempt.

From the gate of the palace to the south gate, the spacious streets are already surrounded by ordinary people, all of whom stretch their necks and look at Long Pan on tiptoe, hoping to see the true face of the emperor and the queen.

Passing through the people who knelt down the entire street, the procession finally got out of the south gate, and the speed finally began to pick up. In the southern suburbs of the imperial mausoleum, a greenhouse has already been built. Zhu Di and the queen walked up to the high platform together, and under the arrangement of several principals of the ceremonial superintendent, they carried out a series of ancestor worship ceremonies.

After the complicated procedures were completed, it was almost noon, Zhu Di didn't seem to want to take a break, and the old eunuch announced the start of the enthronement ceremony. Zhu Di's throne was snatched from Jianwen, so if he wants to sit on the throne justifiably, he must need a minister of the previous dynasty to write an edict, and this person can't find a second one besides Fang Xiaoru.

This is also one of the important reasons why Zhu Di has always restrained Fang Xiaoru and did not kill him, in order to hope that Fang Xiaoru can justify his enthronement at this moment. The complete removal of Zhu Di's throne was taken from Jianwen's hands, but Fang Xiaoru's performance during this period of arrest made Zhu Di very dissatisfied, and recently he specially ordered Yao Guangxiao to persuade him, but the effect was not very great.

Today is the time for Fang Xiaoru to make a choice, whether he dies or lives depends entirely on his attitude. Zhu Di seemed to want to give Fang Xiaoru some warnings, so he ordered someone to pull out a few ministers of the previous dynasty, branded the banner of the chaotic party, and beheaded them all to show the public. Its bloody head was placed in the middle of the field on a long table.

As soon as the order was given, several heads fell to the ground, and the members of his family were killed according to the severity of the crime, and the atmosphere of the imperial tomb was extremely solemn for a while.

Fang Xiaoru was not chained, but wore a brand-new court dress, and strode from the sidelines. When he passed by the long table full of people's heads, he didn't even blink his eyelids, he always had a proud look on his face, and when facing Zhu Di, he only slightly bowed his hands to the prince.

It seems that he does not recognize Zhu Di as the emperor, and this practice is seen by the ministers present, and many people show worried eyes. Especially Yao Guangxiao, the old face that was originally calm and waveless has also changed abruptly at this moment. Even Tang Ming, who was standing beside him, felt his shortness of breath, and his nervous appearance suddenly leaked out of his body.

Compared with the reactions of the ministers, the high-ranking Zhu Di was diametrically opposed, and Fang Xiaoru's rude behavior seemed to have been known in his eyes. Zhu Di surprised the ministers, and said kindly: "Mr. Fang really has a deep Confucian style, and one of his essays on Fa Yan is shocking and crying ghosts and gods, which is really worthy of being a great Confucian today!" ”

The corners of Fang Xiaoru's mouth hooked up a sneer, and he was neither humble nor arrogant: "It's a pity that the pen and ink are not as ruthless as the sword and gun, and the article is not as sharp as the sword and halberd." Now that success or failure is a foregone conclusion, the old man is ashamed of the trust of the emperor, and he is really ashamed. ”

Zhu Di's face tightened when he heard this, and his eyes were wide and angry staring at Fang Xiaoru: "Mr. Fang is indeed self-aware, but it's a pity that you have a belly full of sage books, but you don't distinguish between right and wrong." Reading the books of the sages in vain has defiled the word loyalty! I think that my Taizu Emperor Gao relied on a cloth to fight a hundred battles, set the world, and become the emperor's industry for eternity. Helplessly, Jianwen is mediocre, pampered and treacherous, poured my Ming Sheji, and held high the butcher's knife to his own family, and his heart can be planted. ”

Fang Xiaoru sneered again and again, only listened and did not answer, since ancient times, it has been a king and a loser, after every war, only the victor has the right to speak. No matter what justification or reasoning the losing side makes, these are just fireflies in front of the victor, and they are just words in vain.

Zhu Di continued to speak: "I think that since this king was sealed, he has defended the country and followed the rules and obeyed the law, but you and others slandered me and cut my guards, and gathered a large army to besiege this king in Beiping, and the horses rushed through the market, and the sound of swords was noisy in the palace, forcing me to pretend to be crazy in order to survive." ”

"I am the son of Taizu, and the dignified King Yan has fallen to such a point, why bother the people of the world? The sky still has the virtue of a good life, and you actually drove the people of the Ming Dynasty to kill each other, causing the lives of the people in the world to be miserable, how many descendants can the father and emperor wait for you to kill? How many farmhouses are there for you to trample on? ”

At this moment, Fang Xiaoru's aura of Confucian demeanor has disappeared, and in their eyes, Fang Xiaoru in front of him is a butcher, a person who imposes all the blame on the people of Li and all the crimes after the war.

Zhu Di also seemed to be infected by his own words, Huo Ran got up from the dragon chair, pointed at Fang Xiaoru and said hatefully: "Jianwen is not as good as an apprentice, not as virtuous as a peddler, he deceives the world with empty talk all day long, and misleads the country with foolishness." Changing the law and changing the official system is simply deviant. The re-wells were restored, and the chaotic feudal town was perverse. Taizu's posthumous training, there are no ministers in the court, there is evil in it, and it will raise troops to fight for it, and the evil on the side of the Qing monarch will be cleared. ”

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