May 24, 31st year of Hongwu, night.

After Zhu Yuanzhang, the founding emperor of the Ming Dynasty who lived his life, returned to the palace from the horse farm on the outskirts of Beijing, he fell ill again and fell into a coma.

The doctors of the Tai Hospital treated him urgently, but he still did not wake up.

Zhu Yuanzhang had a high fever all over his body, and he was unconsciously talking nonsense in a coma.

The grief of the grandson Zhu Yunwen is beyond measure, although the vassal kings who entered Beijing have been mentally prepared, but they can't help but panic at this moment, the kings asked for their lives outside the East Palace, asking to see Zhu Yuanzhang for the last time, and Zhu Yunwen agreed.

Xiao Fan was worried that the kings would change in the inner palace, so he secretly ordered the Jinyi guards to closely monitor them, and the kings visited Zhu Yuanzhang in front of the dragon couch, and they were not allowed to get close to Zhu Yuanzhang's body, and they were not allowed to have any contact with the eunuchs in the palace.

Fortunately, the kings knew that they were in the palace, and it was a sensitive and critical juncture at this time, so they didn't dare to make a mistake, and kowtowed and cried outside the unconscious Zhu Yuanzhang dragon couch in turn, and poured out some father-son love, and the unfilial piety of the sons, and the kings all cried and left the palace, and nothing happened in it.

Xiao Fan breathed a sigh of relief.

From ancient times to the present, before the emperor died, the prince falsely passed on the holy decree, and there were too many cases of usurpation of the throne, he would not allow this kind of thing to happen to Zhu Yunwen, the wheel of history is rolling forward, and there must be no mistake in the middle, Zhu Yunwen can't afford to fail, Xiao Fan has a heavy responsibility, friends and families, and he can't afford to fail.

At night, it suddenly poured down in Beijing, and the rain was as big as beans, and it was like a discharge, which added a lot of depression to the solemn and dull atmosphere of Beijing.

After Zhu Yuanzhang returned to the palace, he fell into a coma again, and Xiao Fan immediately ordered Yuan Zhong of Jinyi Qianhu to lead the Jinyi Lieutenant under the command of the Jingshi Zhenfu Division to cooperate with the Governor's Mansion of the Five Armies and the Ying Tianwei Sergeant to block the nine gates, and no one was allowed to enter or exit. He also ordered Cao Yi to lead his lieutenants to supplement the palace and strengthen the vigilance.

The ministers of the court were allowed to enter the palace and waited for news in the square in front of the Wuying Palace. The Qing faction headed by Huang Zicheng and the annihilation faction headed by Xiao Fan were clearly divided into two parts, followed by those wavering wall grass, impartial neutral factions, and meritorious princes who stood closest to the palace gate, as well as more than 20 vassal kings who entered Beijing to meet the court, etc., more than 100 people formed factions, faintly divided into several parts, and the distribution of forces in the DPRK and China was clear at a glance.

Around the square, the air dead wind lamps were hung high, the firelight in the lamps flickered and swayed, and the rows of lights illuminated the square brightly, reflecting the gray and gloomy faces of the ministers.

The sky was pouring heavy rain, and the ministers braved the wind and rain, standing outside the hall, motionless and watching the imperial doctors and eunuchs who were constantly busy shuttling back and forth in the hall, and the rain soaked their whole bodies, but they didn't realize it.

Everyone's hearts felt as if a heavy piece of lead had been pressed, the air seemed to be evacuated, and everyone felt suffocated one after another.

Zhu Yunwen stood outside the temple gate, crying like a child.

Xiao Fan stood beside him and patted him on the shoulder silently, Zhu Yunwen turned his head, looked at him with red eyes, and choked up: "Xiao waiter, the emperor's grandfather is afraid that it is...... I'm afraid it's ......."

"Your Royal Highness, life and death are destined, if Your Majesty really can't wake up, Your Highness can't be overly sad, you are the next king of my Ming Dynasty, you are the only Ming Emperor of heaven and earth! If you can't endure your grief, how will the ministers of the court and the people of the world look at you? Xiao Fan said in a painful tone.

Zhu Yunwen looked at Xiao Fan deeply, and after a long time, he nodded vigorously at Xiao Fan.

The two looked at each other and smiled, although the smile was bitter, but full of sincerity.

Huang Zicheng, who stood still in the rain, saw the intimate demeanor of the two from a distance, Huang Zicheng raised his thick eyebrows, his eyes showed a gloomy color, and a lingering shadow gradually enveloped his heart.

I don't know how long it took, and a busy imperial doctor in the hall ran out sweating profusely.

All the ministers were shocked and couldn't help but take a few steps forward.

Zhu Yunwen grabbed the imperial doctor's hand and asked urgently, "What happened to the imperial grandfather?" Have you ever woken up? ”

The imperial doctor looked up at Zhu Yunwen's anxious expression, trembled unconsciously, and knelt down with a pale face.

"His Royal Highness the grandson forgives the sin, the ministers are incompetent, Your Majesty is at the end of his life, I'm afraid it is...... I'm afraid I won't be able to survive tonight! …… Wait for death! ”

When the ministers heard the imperial doctor's sentence on the Son of Heaven from afar, they couldn't help but be shocked, and they looked at each other, and all kinds of unspeakable feelings poured into the hearts of the ministers.

Zhu Yunwen's tears flowed down his eyes, he raised his foot and kicked the imperial doctor a few times, and roared and cried: "You group of waste! The court has raised you in vain! The emperor's grandfather lived for 10,000 years, how could he die? You must have healed without care! I...... I'm going to kill you! ”

The doctor was shocked, and he kept kowtowing and begging for mercy.

Xiao Fan saw that Zhu Yunwen's emotions were out of control, so he pressed Zhu Yunwen's shoulder and shouted in a deep voice: "Your Royal Highness! Wake up! Calm down! Now is not the time to pursue it, hurry in and see Your Majesty,...... Give him one last ride! ”

Zhu Yunwen struggled a few times, turned his head to look at Xiao Fan's calm face, and Zhu Yunwen gradually calmed down.

"Has the emperor's grandfather ever woken up?" Zhu Yun choked up and asked the imperial doctor.

"Your Majesty has woken up, if Your Highness wants to visit, please hurry up, I'm afraid it's ...... late," the Imperial Doctor said in a panic.

Zhu Yunwen turned his head and glanced at the ministers standing in the square outside the hall, then stomped his feet hatefully, wiped his tears, and rushed into the Wuying Hall alone.

Xiao Fan stood outside the hall, watching Zhu Yunwen enter the hall like a helpless child, his back was so lonely, frightened, and a little confused about the future, he stumbled and disappeared into the warm pavilion in the hall, and couldn't help but sigh heavily.

Zhu Yunwen...... Or is he too young, he is not ready to be an emperor at all, his thin shoulders can't bear the rise and fall of the entire Ming Dynasty, a young emperor in his twenties, how far can he take the next Jianwen court?

Xiao Fan shook his head vigorously, putting this serious problem behind him for the time being, what he has to do now is to protect this palace and let the pair of ancestors and grandchildren say goodbye for the last time.

"Jinyi Wei obeys orders!" Xiao Fan stood in front of the hall and exhaled loudly.

The brocade-clothed captain standing around the outside of the main hall clasped his fists and saluted at the same time: "Here!" ”

Xiao Fan's gaze slowly swept over the faces of Huang Zicheng and the ministers of Qingliu, and said in a deep voice: "Close the palace gate, strictly defend, no one is allowed to approach the palace gate within ten zhang, violators, behead!" ”

"Yes!"

Huang Zicheng, who was standing in the middle of the square in the rain, heard that his eyes were so angry that they seemed to erupt into fire, and the ministers of Qingliu, including those of the six Shangshu, and the waiters all looked at Xiao Fan angrily.

Xiao Fan smiled coldly, turned around to face the main hall, and stood with his hands in his hands, with a faction of powerful ministers in charge, and an arrogant appearance covering the sky with one hand.

Since you treat me as a vain, if I don't put on a bit of the prestige of a vain, won't the name of this anniversary be in vain?

Inside the Wuying Palace.

The grandparents and grandchildren are making their final goodbyes.

Zhu Yunwen knelt in front of Zhu Yuanzhang's dragon couch and cried bitterly, his hands kept pounding the ground, at this moment, the sadness and grief in his heart were indeed indescribable.

The grandfather who has always relied on him will leave him tonight, and since then heaven and man have been separated forever, leaving him alone in the world, facing the ministers of the court alone, and taking on the rise and fall of the Zhu Ming Dynasty alone...... Thinking of this, Zhu Yunwen became more and more sad and uncontrollable, and cried louder.

Zhu Yuanzhang had already woken up, but he understood that his time was running out, and he felt that the vitality in his body was quickly leaving him, and soon, he was only left with a soulless body, and he was forever in the ground.

Looking at Zhu Yunwen who was crying in front of the bed with tears, Zhu Yuanzhang felt a lot of reluctance in his heart.

There are too many things he cares about, and there are too many things he has to do but hasn't done yet, but unfortunately, the days are not holidays, the number of years is over, and what about a person who is as expensive as an emperor? In the end, it is inevitable that you will end up with a regret.

Stretching out a trembling hand, Zhu Yuanzhang lovingly stroked Zhu Yunwen's head, his chest rose and fell rapidly, his throat hissed, like a broken bellows, trying his best to breathe the last trace of air in the world.

"Grandson...... My good grandson...... I'm going to say goodbye to you......" Zhu Yuanzhang smiled and said intermittently.

"Imperial Grandfather, you won't die...... What if you die and leave your grandchildren alone? Zhu Yunwen cried: "A few years ago, my father left me, and now you want to leave me again...... From now on, only my grandson is left alone in this world, and my grandson will not be happy in this life......"

Zhu Yuanzhang sighed, his eyes closed, and two lines of yellow old tears ran down his cheeks.

"There is no feast in life, grandchildren...... It's just bitter for you! I can't bear you, I can't bear this world, I can't bear this splendid country, magnificent mountains and rivers, this is my Zhu Ming's world......"

Zhu Yunwen listened to Zhu Yuanzhang's parting meaning, and immediately cried loudly, and in the empty hall, the sound of sad and grieving spread slowly...... Zhu Yuanzhang tried to prop up his body, half sat up, panted and said weakly: "Grandson, good grandson, grandfather's time is coming, I have something to say...... Grandfather must tell you. ”

Zhu Yunwen nodded with tears streaming down his face.

"The biggest thing on my mind right now is the vassal king...... I thought about it for a long time, there was nothing wrong with the policy of the vassal king back then, at that time, the world was turbulent, the military and political power was scattered, and the country was unstable, so I used the descendants of my Zhu family to garrison all over the place, in order to unify the Ming Dynasty and concentrate the imperial power, at that time, the policy of the vassal king was not wrong, it was necessary to implement it......"

"By now, the imperial power has been unified, and there is no need to worry about falling behind, and the vassal kings in various places are often sluggish, and even ...... Ambition has posed a threat to the imperial court, and the time is also, the situation is also, the same national policy, but due to the current situation, the interests are reversed, at this time, the policy of the vassal king is no longer suitable to continue to be implemented...... Grandson, the matter of cutting the feudal domain is related to the society and the country, and it should not be rushed, and it should be done slowly, and it should not be used...... Huang Zicheng's strategy of cutting the feudal domain, he is a scholar's opinion, too radical, and it will definitely harm me Zhu Ming in the future,...... Remember, remember! ”

Zhu Yunwen choked up and nodded.

Zhu Yuanzhang turned around with difficulty, took out a small black wooden box from the embroidered quilt beside him, and handed it to Zhu Yunwen tremblingly, with a complicated color in his eyes.

Zhu Yunwen took the wooden box and looked at Zhu Yuanzhang curiously.

Zhu Yuanzhang motioned for him to open the box.

Pulling open the hollow carved dragon above the box, there was a razor and a degree of moth.

Zhu Yunwen was taken aback and said in amazement: "Imperial grandfather, you ...... What does this mean? ”

Zhu Yuanzhang lowered his eyelids, turned his head as if he was a little ashamed, and his voice was hoarse and low: "Grandson, I love you and love you, from my heart, there is no trace of falsehood, but ...... O grandson! Who told you to be born in the family of the emperor! The heavenly family is not a one-person home, it is the whole world! If so...... If one day, you can't keep this country and are occupied by one of your imperial uncles...... When it is irretrievable, you make yourself a monk...... Let's go out of the house and avoid trouble! ”

Zhu Yunwen looked at Zhu Yuanzhang in disbelief, and the whole person was stunned, as if he had been struck by lightning, and his vision soon became blurred.

The love of ancestors and grandchildren is mixed with the cruelty and cold-bloodedness of so many politics, and the simple-hearted Zhu Yunwen is very uncomfortable, he doesn't know why Zhu Yuanzhang left this retreat for him, did he already expect that he would not be able to hold the country?

Zhu Yuanzhang's pale face was filled with shame, he was silent for a long time, and looked up to the sky and sighed: "Natural selection, grandson, you are a good grandson, a filial and courteous grandson, I have always known that I am willing to see you Shunshun as an emperor for life under Jiuquan...... But, grandson, can you be a good emperor? Can you keep the country? The world is always cruel, if you can't keep the country and are usurped by your imperial uncle, I ...... I can't bear to see you die at the hands of your uncle, grandson, promise me, if you can't do anything, when the destiny is gone, take care of yourself and become a monk to avoid disaster! I only hope that you will live peacefully and peacefully, it doesn't matter who is the emperor in this world, Zhu Mingxia, or Zhu Mingxia, as long as you live well and live to old age, I will be relieved......"

An old man's weeping recounting made Zhu Yunwen's heart tremble.

Grandfather has always been a wise old man, he has a sharp eye that knows everything in the world, and hidden under the cold and cruel surface is still the fiery heart of endless love for his children and grandchildren.

At this moment, Zhu Yunwen was relieved.

He slowly covered the wooden box, put it away, and then looked at Zhu Yuanzhang very solemnly, and said solemnly like an oath: "Imperial grandfather, the descendants of this box will definitely keep it, and keep it until the grandson clears up the internal and external troubles of my Ming Dynasty and creates a glorious era of the Tang and Song dynasties. At that time, the grandson would tell the grandfather, the day you are afraid to see it will never happen, the grandson will be a good emperor, will be a good emperor! ”

Zhu Yuanzhang smiled weakly, his smile was full of relief and happiness, he had seen with his own eyes that this weak grandson had broken out of the cocoon, turned into a butterfly, and spread his beautiful wings in the sun, and he had finally grown up.

"Very good, very good...... Zhu Yuanzhang closed his eyes and smiled, and the old tears flowed like a river on the old face...... "Grandson, you go out, call Xiao Fan in, I have something to say, I want to talk to him alone......" Zhu Yuanzhang leaned on the bedside tiredly.

Zhu Yunwen stood up with the box, wiped the tears on his face, retreated according to his words, and walked to the door of the hall, Zhu Yunwen turned his head and looked at Zhu Yuanzhang reluctantly.

Zhu Yuanzhang was lying on the dragon couch, breathing rapidly, while looking at Zhu Yunwen smiling, his smile was as warm and kind as usual.

The grandparents and grandchildren looked at each other, silently making the final farewell.

Not long after, Xiao Fan entered the hall alone, and knelt down in front of Zhu Yuanzhang's dragon couch without saying a word.

Zhu Yuanzhang's smile had already been raised, he stared coldly at Xiao Fan who was bowing to the ground in front of him, and after a long time, he slowly spoke: "Xiao Fan, I am dying, before I die, I don't summon other ministers, I don't summon princes and grandchildren, I don't summon the meritorious deeds of the princes of the Manchu Dynasty, but I just summoned you, a person who has to cheat in the exam, do you know why?" ”

Xiao Fan was in a cold sweat, and he was terrified in his heart, should Lao Zhu wonder if he wanted me to bury him?

"The ministers are stupid, and the ministers really don't know."

Zhu Yuanzhang coughed weakly twice, his face was a little pale, and then he showed an expression that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and said, "You might as well guess......

Xiao Fan glanced at Zhu Yuanzhang cautiously, and said tentatively: "Your Majesty...... Do you want the minister to take a make-up exam? ”

Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly felt a surge of blood in his chest.

At this moment, he really had the idea of wanting Xiao Fan to be buried with him.

"That's it!" Zhu Yuanzhang gritted his teeth and said slowly: "I summoned you to tell you that after my death, your power in the court will inevitably flourish for a while, I want to remind you, don't be a powerful minister who covers the sky with one hand, you must know the truth of 'prosperity and decline', Hu Weiyong is a good example, you don't want to be the second Hu Weiyong, otherwise, your end will be very miserable!" ”

The gloomy and sympathetic words were like the wind blowing from hell, Xiao Fan couldn't help but shiver, hurriedly kowtowed to the ground, and said in a trembling voice: "The minister will never dare to abuse power and disrupt the government, and cause chaos to the dynasty!" ”

Zhu Yuanzhang's expression eased slightly, and then said: "You will be a good student in the future to assist Yun Wen, Yun Wei's surname is weak, some things are inevitably indecisive, you have to do the duty of a courtier, the advice that should be admonished, and ...... The existence of Jinyiwei is very necessary, and it cannot be easily removed! ”

"Minister...... Obey! ”

After finishing business, Zhu Yuanzhang leaned on the head of the bed and slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

Everything that needs to be said has been said, and now it's time for him to say goodbye...... Zhu Yuanzhang closed his eyes tiredly, he had been busy all his life, he had worked hard all his life, and now, he could finally rest with confidence.

"I'm ...... now In fact, I would like to know that future generations ...... How will it be evaluated...... My life. Zhu Yuanzhang's breath was a little short, and his originally pale face was glowing with a little abnormal red light.

Xiao Fan's heart was gloomy, he knew that this was a harbinger of running out of oil and lights.

This is a poor old man, he is rich in the world, but his heart is as poor as a beggar with nothing, he spent half his life to lay a country, but he does not have a confidant who can exchange his heart for his life, friends, once loyal to him heroes and famous generals, has been killed by him cleanly, occasionally survived old comrades, also frightened by his cold and cruel iron-blooded methods, far away, alone, he is a real loner.

Can his life be summed up in two simple words: "success" or "failure"? His life is too complicated, merits and demerits, right and wrong, even historians hundreds of years later, can not make a correct and pertinent evaluation of him.

Of course, Xiao Fan can't, he has always been more fearful than respectful of Zhu Yuanzhang.

Zhu Yuanzhang's name for killing ministers was so loud that even Xiao Fan, a time-traveler who knew hundreds of years of history, had to be afraid of him. - Not all time-travelers are kings and hegemons in unfamiliar dynasties, Xiao Fan is an exception, he is a timid person, cowardice is not shameful, at least he himself thinks it is shameless.

Looking at the terminally ill Zhu Yuanzhang, at this moment, Xiao Fan's heart was a little sour, although Zhu Yuanzhang almost killed him several times, but for this poor old man, Xiao Fan really couldn't hate it, and even had a trace of sympathy for him.

"In the history books of future generations, you will definitely boast that Your Majesty is a great emperor, you have recovered the Han people, driven out the Tartars, created the Ming Empire, and glorified future generations, and you are the greatest emperor in the past." Xiao Fan half-squatted beside Zhu Yuanzhang's dragon couch, looked at his cloudy and gradually godless eyes, and slowly comforted.

Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes lit up slightly, and he muttered, "Descendants...... Would that really be the case? I...... I have killed so many people and done so many wrong things in my life...... Future generations, will they still say this about me? ”

Xiao Fan was silent for a moment and said: "Your Majesty, how future generations will comment on it is none of our business, Your Majesty, be relieved, even if it is a name in history?" Chasing it down is just a piece of the past......"

Zhu Yuanzhang gasped and smiled, his smile revealing a sense of relief.

"Yes, I don't care, but in fact, I still care, a generation of emperors, owning the whole world, what else is he pursuing? It's nothing more than the name behind him, in fact...... What does the name behind me have to do with me? …… I'm struggling. ”

Zhu Yuanzhang's throat squirmed, and the phlegm in his trachea hissed, as if he was trying his best to breathe the last breath of air in the world.

His withered old hand suddenly grabbed Xiao Fan's arm, his eyes widened blankly, the pupils in his eyes contracted violently into needletips, and then suddenly enlarged, and his expression gradually covered with a kind of fear before death.

Xiao Fan...... Xiao Fan! Am I going to die? I...... I don't want to die, I want to live for a few more years......"

Xiao Fan's heart was gloomy for a while, he held Zhu Yuanzhang's hand with his backhand, and said softly: "Your Majesty, death is not painful......"

"It's not painful to die, what's ...... Suffering? Zhu Yuanzhang struggled and muttered.

Somehow in Xiao Fan's mind, so many silver boxes buried in the backyard of his house suddenly appeared, and he was silent for a long time, and said with infinite emotion: "...... There is nothing more painful than ...... People die, but the money is not spent, ......"

Zhu Yuanzhang stopped struggling, and said slowly with a very calm expression: "Xiao Fan, I am not afraid of death,...... But I don't want to be by you......"

Xiao Fan was startled, hurriedly knelt down, and said in fear: "The minister is guilty!" ”

Zhu Yuanzhang's face gradually turned dead gray, like a broken candle in the wind, trying to burn the last light in his life.

With his godless eyes open, Zhu Yuanzhang's voice became lower and lower.

"Xiao Fan, I am riding a horse on the outskirts of Beijing today, as if ...... It's like going back to the old days...... The battlefield of the Golden Iron Horse, I ...... I really want to...... Go back to the old days...... With a sword in hand, the ...... Capture the Flag ......"

Xiao Fan recalled Zhu Yuanzhang's sassy and heroic posture on the racecourse, and his expression was also full of admiration and yearning.

Looking at Zhu Yuanzhang, whose breathing was getting weaker and weaker on the dragon couch, Xiao Fan's heart was full of sorrow, and he smiled and said with relief: "...... His Majesty said that the majestic appearance on the horse farm today, the minister admired, the minister felt that His Majesty's way of death was very creative, the old and dying ministers were very inspired and encouraged after seeing it, and many people said on the spot that when they died in the future, they would also come to the horse farm to ride a horse for a walk, and then draw out their knives to the sky to compare, that feeling is simply very windy......"

Xiao Fan gushed endlessly, but Zhu Yuanzhang's chest suddenly bulged up, and then it quickly deflated, and his whole body trembled violently.

Xiao Fan was taken aback when he saw this, and immediately stopped, and called anxiously: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty!" What's wrong with you? Minister...... I'm going to call the Imperial Doctor......"

Zhu Yuanzhang didn't know where he got the strength, suddenly stretched out his withered hand, grabbed Xiao Fan's placket, carried him to the closest position to his face, and said gloomily with a pang: "Xiao Fan, you ...... You bastard...... I, I'm really angry with you...... Angry ......"

Before he finished speaking, Zhu Yuanzhang let go of his hand and fell softly on the dragon couch, with no breath at all.

Xiao Fan was stunned for a long time, looking at Zhu Yuanzhang, who was motionless on the dragon couch and was already exhausted, his mind was booming, as if he had been knocked with a stick, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

A generation of founding emperors, the most notorious tyrant in history, was ...... by me Angry?

Angry Emperor...... What is the charge?

Even if Xiao Fan is legally illiterate, he also knows that the crime of killing the emperor is not light, and it is definitely not as simple as touching other people's wallets on the street and taking them to the official mansion to play a few boards...... Thinking of this, Xiao Fan was full of excitement, and then quickly turned around, and his eyes quickly wandered around the hall.

Lucky! Because Zhu Yuanzhang wanted to confess his last words, the eunuchs and palace maids serving in the palace had already consciously retreated in order to avoid suspicion, and the entire hall was empty, only he and Zhu Yuanzhang, one alive and one dead.

Xiao Fan wiped a long sigh of relief from a cold sweat, and was about to call someone, but when he saw Zhu Yuanzhang's hideous appearance, full of anger, and a murderous face, Xiao Fan couldn't help but be startled.

Lao Zhu's murderous spirit is too heavy, fortunately he didn't have time to give an order, otherwise Xiao Fan would definitely die in front of him today...... It's not good to be too murderous, the king of Hades is not happy, and if others come in and see Zhu Yuanzhang when he died, they may think that Zhu Yuanzhang was angry with him Xiao Fan...... Xiao Fan thought about it for a while, so he had the courage to lay down Zhu Yuanzhang's body, and while his facial expression was not stiff, he stretched out his hand to close Zhu Yuanzhang's mouth, and pulled the corners of his mouth up, artificially creating the illusion of smiling Jiuquan and staring at death.

Looking left and right, feeling that there was no flaw, Xiao Fan had a whole expression, and soon showed a grief-stricken look, took a few steps back, knelt down towards Zhu Yuanzhang's body, and then cried loudly: "Your Majesty! Emperor! Come on! Emperor...... The Son of Heaven is dead—"

With a hula, Zhu Yunwen and all the ministers of the court who were guarding outside the hall poured in, kneeling down towards Zhu Yuanzhang's body, everyone beat their chests and feet, crying bitterly, and there was a gloomy mist in the Wuying Palace...... Xiao Fan looked left and right with a weak heart, and found that no one was paying attention to him, so he cleared his throat and cried with all the ministers.

The death knell of the Wufeng Tower above the noon gate rang loudly, and the bell was melodious and low, floating in the night sky of the Beijing Division.

On May 24, the 31st year of Hongwu, Zhu Yuanzhang, the founding emperor of the Ming Dynasty, died. He was 71 years old.

(To be continued)