Tang Xie's sad voice sounded outside the Qianqing Palace.

Da Ming Xinguo Gong died.

Finally, it reached the emperor's bedroom.

Sun Gou'er held a few dry clothes in his hands, and led two little waiters who carried boxes of ginger soup to keep the cold and damp away, and pressed his footsteps to the gate of the palace.

The Ming Dynasty has officially moved from one era to another new era.

In the long corridor outside the emperor's bedroom, the rain fell from the eaves in a string, smashing on the gold bricks in the palace, emitting different syllables, and converging into a mournful music.

Rain.

Only the sound of rain.

In the Qianqing Palace, only the continuous sound of rain continued to echo.

Zhu Yunxi stopped Sun Gou'er's move of wanting to come forward to deliver clothes, silently looked at Tang Xie, who was kneeling in front of the palace gate, and raised his eyes to look at the dormitory that looked dark because of the rainy weather.

"Your mind is a little uncertain today, like a stinky chess basket."

Zhu Yuanzhang, who put out the big dragon and began to strangle the prince, held a sunspot hanging on the chessboard with a smile on his face.

Zhu Biao's brows furrowed, he couldn't comfort for a long time, shook his head and said in a low voice, "Maybe it's today's autumn rain that disturbed Erchen's thoughts."

Zhu Yuanzhang blinked, after all, he didn't fall behind, as if he was thinking about things on the side.

At this time, the shouts outside the dormitory had also been heard.

「……」

「…… Xin Guogong, passed away a few days ago......"

Tang Xie's mourning voice floated into the dormitory.

Bang dang.

Zhu Yuanzhang's hand trembled slightly, and the sunspot fell into the air and smashed to the ground, making a crisp sound.

"...... Soup"

Zhu Biao's face tightened, and he hurriedly got up and went to the old man's side, reaching out to support the old man's arms and shoulders.

"Brother Tong......"

Zhu Yuanzhang's face was full of hesitation, but his eyes were constantly showing grief, and his arm trembled and flipped to grasp the prince's palm.

He turned his head and raised his eyes, looked at Zhu Biao, and said as if pleading, "Xinguo Gong...... Believe in the country! Is that him?"

Zhu Biao's face was also full of grief at the moment, and he nodded silently.

He is the head of the clan, he grew up in front of the founding heroes since he was a child, and even later married a wife and had children, and lived in Yingtian for a long time.

Zhu Yuanzhang grabbed the prince, staggered several times before standing up, took a deep breath, closed his eyes slightly, and exhaled the turbid breath in his chest for a long time.

"Brother Tang led me into the gang, and in the past few years, it has been your and my own family. Last year, I asked him to go back to Beijing, just because I was worried about when he was gone, and when I thought about it, I just thought that I would not be able to see him again, and I would have to live a few more years......

Zhu Yuanzhang's face was full of regret and reluctance, and his eyes were slightly red.

Zhu Biao sighed lightly: "People can't be resurrected after death, and the Duke of Xinguo is rare in the past and the past, and he is also dying. Father should put the dragon's body first, and he must not be too sad and worried."

"That's the fourth brother of Brother Tang's family...... Zhu Yuanzhang didn't listen to the prince's persuasion, looked up in the direction of the palace gate, and said in a low voice: "When Brother Xi got married, the fourth brother came. Last year, Brother Tang entered Beijing, and the fourth brother was also serving by his side."

Zhu Biao really didn't remember who the person who had just reported the funeral outside the dormitory was, but the old man said that there was nothing wrong over there.

He nodded, "I think it should be him."

"That's him!"

Zhu Yuanzhang said with great certainty, his eyes were solemn, and he swept away the sadness in his eyes.

Under Zhu Biao's gaze, Zhu Yuanzhang slowly straightened up, straightened his chest, and pushed away the prince's arm with his palm.

"I'm going to see him."

Zhu Biao's face was anxious, and he said in a low voice, "Father......

"It's okay!"

Zhu Yuanzhang made a loud noise, ignoring the prince's worries, poked his feet out, and walked towards the outside of the palace.

In front of the dormitory.

Tang Xie knelt on the ground for a long time, from outside the gate of Xi'an

Walking to the Qianqing Palace, the rain hung all over his body, and at this moment, a puddle of water stains had been formed on the gold bricks under him.

Zhu Yunxi, who was behind him, had been frowning slightly, thinking in his heart, what age have these founding exploits of the Ming Dynasty reached now, and how many years do they live.

The Ming Dynasty came out of the troubled times of the former Yuan Dynasty, and the old man who occupied Yingtian City at that time followed the principle of accumulating grain and becoming the king, conquering the east and west, and moving left and right in the land of Jianghuai.

After finding all opportunities, Fang Cai occupied the Central Plains with the force that was not the strongest at that time, until he drove Qianyuan outside the Great Wall.

Now that the Ming Dynasty has been established for 28 years, countless veterans and veterans in the army have reached the last stage of their lives.

Next, what should Daming do, and where should he go?

Zhu Yunxi felt that there was no way forward in front of him.

Fortunately, the establishment of Jiangwutang is playing the role originally envisaged.

The Ming army, which defeated the Ming Dynasty, will always maintain its current combat power in the visible timeline to deter the Quartet.

"Tell me about it, what was it like when Brother Tang left?"

Suddenly, Zhu Yuanzhang's voice came into Zhu Yunxi's ears.

The corners of Zhu Yunxi's eyes moved, and he raised his eyes to look at the old man who was standing behind the palace gate with his hands behind his back for some time.

Beside the old man, there was Zhu Biao with a sad face.

"Your Majesty!"

"Father's ......"

"My father ...... him"

Tang Xie looked at the emperor who had come to him in person, and finally couldn't help it, and crawled on the ground with a crying voice, his shoulders trembling uncontrollably.

Ay......

Zhu Yuanzhang sighed lightly, raised his foot and stepped over the threshold, and arrived in front of Tang Xie.

The emperor slowly squatted down, stretched out his hand and gently patted Tang Xie's wet shoulder.

"Hey......" Zhu Yuanzhang sighed again: "How can I not know the pain of losing my father?"

Zhu Biao coughed lightly behind him, stepped out of the dormitory, looked at Zhu Yunxi and the others, and showed his eyes.

Zhu Gaochi immediately took Zhu Shangbing forward and came to Tang Xie's side, and the two reached out left and right to help Tang Xie up.

"It's raining, so let's change into clean clothes first, don't be attacked by the cold and fall into the cold."

Zhu Biao's eyes were a little sad, and he looked at Tang Xie and persuaded him.

Seeing that Sun Gou'er next to him had already taken his clothes, he beckoned.

Sun Gou'er immediately stepped forward: "Let's go and change clothes with the old slave."

Tang Xie, who had cried a lot, let Sun Gou'er take people and carry him down at this time.

Wait for Tang Xie to leave.

Zhu Yuanzhang stood up with his hands on his knees.

He looked at his grandson in front of him, all three of them were wet and dripping with rain, sighed and shook his head, "Thank you for your hard work."

"Grandpa, don't worry if you don't think about it."

Zhu Yunxi stepped forward and persuaded in a low voice.

Zhu Yuanzhang waved his hand, stepped forward to turn over Zhu Yunxi's chest, and pinched the corners of his robe. Then he turned and pinched Zhu Gaochi and Zhu Shangbing's bodies one by one.

"Let's all change their clothes and talk again."

The old man didn't give the three of them a chance, he was already greeting the palace maids from the Qianqing Palace and leading the three of them to change their clothes.

Wait until everyone has been put in place to change into clean clothes.

Only then did Zhu Yuanzhang fold his hands on his waist and look at the heavy rain outside the corridor.

"Prince."

Zhu Biao hurriedly stepped forward: "My son is here."

Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes flickered: "How many people are there in Huaiyou today?"

Zhu Biao hesitated for a moment.

After a while, he said, "Half of them are still ......."

"It's only half of it......" Zhu Yuanzhang sighed, suddenly felt a little tired of the rain in front of him, turned around and walked towards the dormitory, and said, "How many of those half died at my hands."

"Father!" Zhu Biao hurriedly shouted, his eyebrows were clamped, and his eyes showed worry.

The old man is probably worried today because of the death of the Duke of Xinguo.

Xinguo Gong passed away in his old age, and the old man was only born two years later than Xinguo Gong, and now people are worried because of the deceased, and it is really easy to have accidents.

"This year is already the twenty-eighth year of Hongwu."

Entering the dormitory, Zhu Yuanzhang whispered to himself, and said quietly: "Forty-three years of wind and rain, most of my life has passed, and today I know the hatred of Emperor Qin."

Zhu Biao's heart couldn't help but sink.

What is Emperor Qin's hatred?

It was difficult to live forever, and finally died on the road to the east because of the search for immortality.

The great Qin Empire, which ended the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, fell apart in an instant, and the world was in chaos again.

The old man didn't have the idea of looking for immortality.

Zhu Biao's heart suddenly changed, lest his old man have such a ridiculous idea because of the news of the death of the Duke of Xinguo.

Zhu Yuanzhang snorted and sneered: "Your father didn't think about immortality, what Emperor Qin couldn't do, I could do it? If I could do it, your grandfather wouldn't have died so miserably!"

[In view of the general environment,

Zhu Biao laughed twice, bowed down and said, "Father is wise."

Zhu Yuanzhang waved his hand dissatisfiedly and sat down casually, but there was a sad look between his eyebrows: "Brother Tang is gone, but things must be done after death, the court can't humiliate the heroes, and can't chill the hearts of the heroes."

Zhu Biao sighed and said, "The boss of the Xinguo family left early, and the children below don't seem to be in good shape. The funeral of the Duke of Xinguo can be handled by the Ministry of Rites and Rites. It's just a knighthood......"

"Home and everything is prosperous! If the family is restless, how can the world be safe?" Zhu Yuanzhang's tone immediately sank, and his eyes showed a cold glow: "At this time, who dares to chew the root of the tongue, talk nonsense, mess up the attack, and severely punish him!"

After sweeping away the grief of the death of Tang and Xu, the emperor's sanity and majesty returned.

Zhu Biao bowed and clenched his fists: "Erchen knows that at that time, he will be staring at the Zongren Mansion and the Ministry of Rites to handle the matter of attacking the lord."

Zhu Yuanzhang nodded, leaned back in the chair a little tiredly, squinted slightly, and whispered, "I want to explain the reason to Tang Li."

Then the old man fell asleep as if he was tired.

Zhu Biao's eyes flashed a few times.

Obviously, the old man has decided that he must strictly implement the rules of succession of the eldest lord.

Although Tang Li is now on an errand in the Dadu Governor's Mansion and is in charge of the soldiers and horses of the Five Armies Governor's Mansion, he is only the concubine of the Xinguo Mansion.

What do you want to explain to Tang Li?

Naturally, it is the truth of the distinction between the descendants and the concubines.

The title of Duke of Xinguo will ultimately fall on the sons and grandsons of the Tang family, and it has nothing to do with Tang Li.

Zhu Biao felt a little tricky.

Tang Ding, the eldest of the Tang family, left early, and after Hongwu pacified Yunnan in 23 years, he died of illness on the way back to Beijing, leaving a son Tang Cheng.

It's just that this Tang Cheng has always been weak, and he has been raised in the Xinguo Mansion in Fengyang City.

Do you want the imperial court to handle the matter of the Xinguo Duke and the first line of the lord twice in a short period of time?

Then the second child of the Tang family became the best candidate.

Tang Xuan, the second eldest member of the Tang family, is now serving as the guard and pacifier in Taiyuan, and he has four sons under his knees. In any case, the title of Duke of Xinguo falls on Tang Xuan, which can ensure that the succession of the title is orderly and will not be severed.

In the dormitory, the emperor rested worriedly.

The crown prince is worried about the inheritance of the Duke of Daming.

After tea.

Zhu Yunxi and others, who had already changed into clean clothes, entered the dormitory.

Also coming over was Tang Xie, who had changed his clothes but still had a sad face on his face.

The footsteps of the four were soft.

It's just that Zhu Yuanzhang still slowly opened his eyes.

He looked at Tang Xie, whose face was somewhat similar to Tang He, and nodded, "You have Tang Gong's charm."

Tang Xie's face twitched twice, and he bowed down and said, "Your Majesty is very loving, and the minister ......."

"That's it.

Zhu Yuanzhang waved his hand and asked, "When Duke Xin Guo left, did he leave any last words?"

Tang Xie clenched his fists and looked shocked: "Back to Your Majesty, before my father died, he sat up on the sickbed and took a knife and armor."

"Words and Armor ......"

Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes were open, but his eyes were filled with sadness again: "Dingchen is brave!"

Zhu Yunxi, who was listening quietly, also sighed in his heart.

Xinguo Gong Tang He, who was on the bed for a long time, was able to sit up and shout in armor at the last moment of his life.

Zhu Biao said, "And then?"

Tang Xie recalled and spoke: "The minister and his family did not dare to disobey, and the minister and his brother carried their father to the front hall. The servant took Hongwu for five years, and his father was equipped with a war knife to fight the old armor.

The mother and sisters of the family dressed their father in armor. At the end of the day, my father was full of blood and energy, and the courtiers seemed to have a glimpse of my father's leading the army in the past.

My father sat in the general's chair with a sword, sitting north facing south, looking at the sky."

Zhu Yuanzhang slowly fell silent, his eyelids sank, and his expression was sad.

Zhu Biao's eyes flickered, and he was touched by Xinguo Gongtanghe, who was still wearing armor and holding a knife when he was dying.

"My husband is loyal to the country, which is my great luck!" Zhu Yunxi spoke loudly.

Zhu Shangbing sighed: "Grandpa is a model for my generation."

Tang Xie lamented: "Before my father sat down, there was a tiger roaring, asking if it was strong or not, asking if it was male. said, I want to fight for the Ming Dynasty for another 40 years. The ministers echoed, saying that the father of the family was strong, majestic, and brave to pass on the three armies.

My father repented, and his words were not finished, and he ......."

"Tang Dingchen is magnificent!"

Zhu Yuanzhang slapped the handrail and shouted loudly.

Zhu Biao asked on the side, "Does the Duke of Xinguo have unfulfilled wishes?"

Tang Xie was stunned for a moment, and hesitated to speak: "When my father was dying, I looked forward to re-entering the Heavenly Face Saint and fighting for another forty years. Other than that, there are no last wishes."

"Dingchen ......"

Zhu Yuanzhang's lips moved slightly, and he shouted softly, and couldn't help but turn his head sideways, hiding the grief he revealed.

Several people in the hall sighed silently.

The legacy of Xinguo Gongyu and the time of his death is enough to make all who hear it lament and sorrow.

Zhu Yunxi sighed lightly, took a step forward, and raised his arm.

"Believe in the country, be loyal and brave to the country, be respectful and prudent, keep secrets from the military aircraft, be kind to your neighbors, and be loyal to your lord. The last words are magnificent! Majestic! It can be known to the world and can inspire the world's heart.

The grandson thought that the imperial court should build a mausoleum of meritorious heroes in Zhongshan and be buried after his death to show his grace and honor.

The soldiers who died in a hundred battles in the army, and were buried in the Zhongshan Meritorious Mausoleum, as a general, bless me with the prosperity of the Ming Dynasty, and show my emperor's grace."

………………

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