"Your Majesty! His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has arrived. A waiter came to the bedside of Emperor Zhu Changle and gently reminded the emperor who was lying on the hospital bed with a somewhat stiff expression. Zhu Changle has affected part of his nervous system due to cerebral hemorrhage, and now his face has been distorted, and even his speech is a little blurred.

Zhu Changle also knew that his current situation was not very good, and after the queen let the crown prince Zhu Mu in front of him, he smiled bitterly, and pointed to the chair next to the bed with his still good left hand.

Falling on other people's seriousness, Zhu Changle's expression can be described as terrifying, he grinned the corners of his mouth when he smiled bitterly, and the result was reflected on his face at this moment, which was no different from crying bitterly. Zhu Mu pulled a chair and sat down, grabbed Zhu Changle's left hand, and said softly: "Father! Your body matters, don't be too anxious. ”

Zhu Changle wanted to shake his head, but found that there seemed to be no way to do this action, so he didn't dare to waste any more time, and said directly and vaguely: "I know...... Time is running out...... I called you here to ...... To give you a few words. ”

He looked at the queen beside him, as well as Wang Jianfeng and Zhao Hongshou, the two ministers, and finally said slowly: "I will pass the throne to the crown prince Zhu Mu...... Son...... The inheritance of your ancestors, you must be diligent in your work, and you must not waste your political affairs. For all internal affairs, you can ask the cabinet ministers six books, and all military strategies...... It depends on ......"

He originally wanted to mention Ge Tianzhang, who is now considered a quasi-veteran of the Fourth Dynasty, but he thought that the crown prince Zhu Mu had always been a little dissatisfied with the military strategy of the empire going south, and he trusted the Wang family he had always wanted to suppress. So he didn't want to arouse Zhu Mu's disgust, so he closed his mouth, but looked at his son, and suddenly changed his words and said, "That's it...... That's it...... I didn't take care of these things for my father, and I left you with a mess, so why bother, why bother to give you ideas? ”

After finishing speaking, he handed his left hand to Zhu Mu, and continued to command with a strong breath: "Take this national seal ring...... This is the inheritance of my Zhu family, don't ...... Don't lose it. ”

Although ancient Chinese jade seals are beautiful and dignified, they really do not have much convenience and practicality at all. So the Emperor of the Apocalypse created a beautiful ring for himself, with a miniature jade seal engraved on it, as a symbol of the emperor's status, and as a legacy for future generations - this thing can be used as a certificate for stamping when passing on the oracle, or as a pass or something, which is more practical than the big guy on the dragon case.

I don't know if it's because I've read too many novels, this Emperor of the Apocalypse didn't do much about white dragon fish suits, but after being influenced by him, the Ming Emperor liked to wear some ordinary clothes, and this ring became a symbol of his status when His Majesty the Emperor wore casual clothes. Giving this status symbol to the crown prince has also become an important ceremony of power transfer since the Emperor of the Apocalypse.

"Father! Your body and bones are still so good, as long as you survive this serious illness and rule for another thirty or fifty years, it will not be a problem......" Zhu Mu held the palm of Emperor Zhu Changle's hand, but he didn't let him take off the ring. opened his mouth to persuade with a cry, so that the queen on the side couldn't stop crying.

Zhu Changle looked at the prince with satisfaction, in his life, his wife and son were filial piety, and he was relatively successful in terms of family. At least in his lifetime, he has not seen the tragedy of cannibalism, which makes him very satisfied.

"Ugh." Sighing, Zhu Changle slowly closed his eyes and muttered in a weak voice: "Presumably the situation in Liaodong ...... Japanese...... Son, I am not willing to be a father...... Unwilling! ”

After muttering these two vague words when he was dying, the emperor of the Ming Empire finally stood on the hospital bed and never opened his eyes again. Zhu Mu felt that his father's hand, which he was clenching with both hands, suddenly sank, and he was stunned there.

And before the queen knew what was happening, she felt the atmosphere around the bed suddenly tense. The doctors hurried forward to try to keep the supreme ruler of the empire alive, but after a moment of effort, the chief doctor said the last thing he wanted to say: "Your Majesty...... It's a big deal. ”

The last thing a doctor wants to encounter is that the patient he rescued eventually dies. Once this kind of thing happens, it is the greatest torture for the doctor himself. However, compared to the kind of ordinary people gathering doctors to make trouble, what is really terrible is that the emperor's family of the empire is making trouble......

The consequences of these doctors and nurses could be seen from the grim faces of the doctors and nurses - even if the Imperial Hospital did not punish them, it would at least be busy for several months to sort out the emperor's medical cases and various related materials. This is an emperor, and an emperor who was healthy a few days ago! They have to recall what they have done every second of these days, and if they can't remember, they may alarm Dongchang and Jinyiwei.

"Father!" Zhu Mu still grabbed his father's palm when he heard the news of Zhu Changle's death, and when he realized what had happened, he exclaimed sadly, like a cuckoo crying blood.

"Your Majesty!" And the queen next to him passed out directly. She was still a 40-year-old woman, and widowhood at this age was definitely a major blow to her. Not to mention that her husband was the emperor of the empire, and what she had to deal with was a little more complicated than all the other widows combined.

Of course, at this time, Wang Jianfeng and Zhao Hongzhi hurriedly leaned down, knelt on the ground, and pressed their foreheads to the floor. When His Majesty the Emperor arranged the funeral, they played the role of witnesses, and now it is time to play their role, after guarding the emperor's body to confirm that His Majesty the Emperor has indeed died, they will withdraw and preside over the new emperor's enthronement to stabilize the handover of power.

There are too many things to do in the future, such as giving the dead Zhu Changle a nickname, drafting various documents such as enthronement and amnesty for the new emperor, and meeting with envoys from various countries to draw up funerals...... Among so many things, not counting the war being fought on the Jiliao front, as well as the blood debt with Japan.

The two cabinet ministers lying on the ground glanced at each other out of the corner of their eyes, and then saw each other's expressions of laughter and tears in each other's eyes. The Ming Empire is really eventful now, and each of them is destined to leave their own name in this history - whether it is good or bad.