"What? He's dead? When Zhu Mu heard the news, he was probably only a few minutes later than the time when Ge Fu submitted his report to the government. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info He looked at Li Keshou who was standing there with his head bowed, and suddenly a feeling of irritability emerged from his heart, lingering.

He closed the thick report in his hand on the training of the Southern troops, stood up with a frown, walked around the desk, and walked around his huge office. He really felt that he should go to this old man's house to have a look, but there was a trace of chagrin that the knife was difficult to sheath...... In the depths of his heart, there was even a thought of "can't this old guy die three days at night".

"He's dead...... He's dead......" Repeating this sentence, Zhu Mu was even a little confused about what he should do, this was the first time he had been the emperor for so long. He doesn't have any liking for Ge Tianzhang, but it is really difficult to count it as hatred, Ge Tianzhang did what he shouldn't have done in Wang Futong's matter, but does he really deserve to die?

Even now, Zhu Mu can't say that everything Wang Futong did in Liaobei was wrong. He knew that in some specific periods, tolerating the erosion of the situation in Liaodong was also a kind of compromise with the outside world when the internal environment of the empire was not good, and what Wang Futong did was just what Ge Tianzhang or many ministers and even Zhu Changle wanted him to do, and it was not reasonable to blame him completely.

However, Zhu Mu really can't agree with this negative way of dealing with problems. He and Wang Jue are the same kind of people, they like to challenge difficulties and conquer them, rather than using more subtle and subtle means to detour or ignore it. Ge Tianzhang has vision but no ability to conquer, so Zhu Mu doesn't like Ge Tianzhang, he believes that he still has Wang Jue, because the two of them have both vision and means to solve problems!

"What a stinky, hard old man! Even if you breathe your throat, you have to use death to find trouble for me! As soon as he dies like this, those disciples and grandchildren won't come to me? "Zhu Mu is now planning a war that will determine the next thirty or even a hundred years of the Ming Empire, and the last thing he wants to see is turmoil or discord at the top of the current military department.

Ge Tianzhang died at such a time, what did the high-level military officials who had always been resentful think? Zhu Mu shook his head with a bitter face, then pursed his lips without saying a word, and walked around his office again and again. Time passed minute by minute, Li Keshou, who lowered his head, even felt that Zhu Mu had been thinking for an hour, and after a long wait, Zhu Mu finally stopped his steps and made his choice.

"Let the Secretariat help me prepare the car...... I personally went to the other courtyard to give Master Ge a ride. Zhu Mu opened his mouth to say his decision, so that Chen Yue, the governor of the Dongchang factory standing aside, and Li Keshou, the commander of the Jinyi Guard who was waiting there with his head down, were slightly stunned.

The emperor's personal attendance at the minister's memorial ceremony was a very high standard of honor, even for the funeral of Zhao Hongshou, the former minister who was assassinated, Zhu Mu did not go to mourn. Thinking of this, the two of them felt that all this was a little incredible, because this might be the first time since Zhu Mu ascended the throne as the emperor, and deigned to go to the minister's funeral to pay respects.

This is obviously a signal, a signal that still favors Ge Tianzhang, and an action that gives endless glory to the descendants of the Ge family! In the future, even if the Ge family is down, it is unlikely that anyone will dare to slap the face of the royal family and go to the ground.

Obviously, except for Wang Jue, who was already in the south, no one in this empire could have imagined that Emperor Zhu Mu would personally attend Ge Tianzhang's funeral. Jinyiwei and other departments were in a panic for a while before they reluctantly prepared the minimum specifications for the emperor's "micro-service private visit".

So in the frightened eyes of many people, dozens of cars were parked at the gate of this unknown courtyard on the outskirts of Jingshi, and many military trucks were parked in the distance and at the back door. The emperor's arrival here was not a trivial matter, and the royal photographer in charge of recording and the gifts that were hastily prepared all arrived at this place that was not bustling with activity.

"His Majesty the Emperor has arrived!" With the shouting of the ceremonial officer, the Jinyi guards who were already standing on both sides of the main gate of the courtyard immediately clenched their right fists and pressed them on their chests to stand up and salute, and the Ge family members who were originally preparing for the funeral in the courtyard stopped their work at this time and stood respectfully in the distance, waiting for the emperor to walk through the front door.

Zhu Mu was wearing a black ceremonial attire, and the style was also a coiled dragon from his back over his shoulders and crossed his chest. This dress was the prescribed attire for the emperor to attend the funeral ceremony, and the golden dragon on a black background was still majestic and solemn on his upright figure.

Bypassing the stone screen behind the door, His Majesty the Young Emperor, accompanied by the commander of the Jinyi Guard and the Governor of the Dongchang Factory, walked so quickly through the stone steps, crossed the internal guards and the Jinyi Guards standing neatly on both sides, and walked straight to the front hall where the white curtains had been hung. His leather boots clicked against the stone slabs on the ground, and he did not squint, as if he had long been accustomed to walking his own way under the gaze of countless people.

"This is a good house...... Leave it to the Ge family. As he walked, Zhu Mu opened his mouth and instructed Chen Yue beside him: "Draw a car and give it to the Ge family, and give Old Madam Ge's order to a higher level...... Then take Lord Ge's eldest son and grandson, Yin alone, to the Astronomical Bureau, and let Sun Fang take care of it! ”

"Yes...... Your Majesty! When the minister went out from here, he immediately went to do this. After Chen Yue lowered his head and whispered back, he followed Zhu Mu into the front hall where the black and white photos and tablets had been placed in the Ge family.

The emperor of the Ming Empire was not allowed to offer incense, and even if he worshipped, he could only worship the ancestors of heaven and earth, not the ministers. So Zhu Mu walked into the front hall and looked at the Ge family members kneeling on the ground, and could only stand in the center of the room, in front of the worship futon, looking at the black and white photo, Ge Tianzhang's unsmiling face.

Chen Yue followed, what he did was to worship His Majesty the Emperor, he was at least two rounds younger than Ge Tianzhang, and it was natural that he would not lose face when he bent over and offered incense at this time. So this man with his hands and eyes in the dark corner of the Ming Empire respectfully took the three sticks of incense from the handler who welcomed him, stood in front of the futon on the side, and began to bend down slightly.

A total of three times, and then the young generation of Ge family members kneeling on the ground began to cry and bend down to thank you for the gift, Chen Yue walked to the front of the incense burner, inserted the incense in his hand, and then retreated, and did the etiquette just now. This is the reformed etiquette of the emperor's worship of ministers, which has been handed down from the time of the Emperor of the Apocalypse.

In that year, the Emperor of the Apocalypse's confidant Ai died of illness on the way to conquer Moscow, and His Majesty the Emperor personally went to his home in Beijing to pay respects, and asked another minister to help with the incense. Now Zhu Mu has one thing to learn and let Chen Yue do it for him.

After Chen Yue worshiped on behalf of the emperor, he naturally had to worship himself - this is the process that must be followed: how? The emperor has worshipped, and you dare not worship it yourself, is this a child's play with His Majesty's honor?

Of course, this time Chen Yue, the factory governor of the East Factory, had someone to accompany him, and the command of Jinyiwei made Li Keshou because of his similar status and status, he must also come forward to worship at this time. The two of them received three sticks of incense respectively, saluted three times, and after accepting the family's reply, they returned to Zhu Mu's side.

As if he didn't see the two subordinates working there, Zhu Mu kept looking up at the old man in the photo, he didn't speak, but he seemed to have a lot to say to the old man in his heart. There was no personal hatred between him and him, just a few nuances in the understanding of patriotism.

Just for a moment, or really a long time has passed, Zhu Mu withdrew his gaze from that photo. At this moment, there is no debt in his heart, because he has been entangled all the way in his heart, and just a second ago he figured out one thing: Ge Tianzhang may be deeply in love with the Ming Empire, his life is also worthy of respect, and the ending is also worthy of sympathy...... But he, Zhu Mu, didn't have to blame himself, because he loved this country more than Ge Tianzhang, five times and ten times more, and countless times more!

"If I can forgive you, surely you will forgive me, right?" While turning to leave, Zhu Mu muttered softly. This is his sincere words, not an excuse to comfort himself: "Because we are all descendants of Yan and Huang, we should sacrifice everything for this country!" ”

As an old minister who had just lost everything, and as a minister who had just died, Ge Tianzhang probably didn't expect that he had received the honor that Zhao Hongshou, the former minister of the first assistant, did not get. He didn't know that his strategy was still inherited, and he didn't know that one of the threats he had feared most in his life was working on his strategy in the South at this moment.

What he didn't know was that Sima Mingwei, the general he unearthed back then, had also gone to the southeast peninsula in order to realize the southern strategy of the empire, and he didn't know that Guo Xing, a fierce general of the New Army, had also been secretly transferred to Burma - but what he did know was that under the connivance of him or Zhu Mu, intentionally or unintentionally, more than 1,000 tanks and more than 10,000 vehicles had been equipped with elite troops in the south.

So he died very peacefully, lying in bed without any painful and sad expression on his face. Even when he shouted the word Ceylon with worry in his heart, he still had only unwillingness and no regrets! He was not willing to see the Imperial forces sweep through Ceylon, and he was not willing to see the day when his strategy would truly become a reality......

However, he can still look at it, because at the moment when Ge Tianzhang died of illness, the new army of the Ming Empire was all over the north and south! (To be continued.) )