"Hey, why are you here? Is there something wrong. ”

Just when all the women in the palace were waiting expectantly, Zhu Zhangui's wife, Empress Zhang, came to the study room with a cup of ginseng tea.

"Can I not come, those girls are sitting with me, and the few children are about to cry, I really don't feel good when I see it."

Putting the ginseng tea in front of her husband, Empress Zhang said the reason.

Since the news spread that the crown prince had applied to the emperor to cancel the funeral, the women in the palace had gone crazy.

First, several of Zhu Gaochi's concubines visited the Zhang family for various reasons, and then several daughters-in-law.

A group of women sat there, talking nonsense, but their eyes were always fixed on Zhang.

Zhu Fatpang here they didn't dare to come, Zhu Zhangui was guarding the old man's spirit, and they didn't dare to go, so they could only ask Queen Zhang for news.

After all, such a big matter, if it is confirmed, Empress Zhang will definitely be the first to know.

This matter is not related to the lives of one person or two people, but to the lives of all women in the entire palace.

In the current Daming Palace, in addition to the queen, other women have the possibility of being buried.

For example, after Zhu Fatpang died, although he said that he would be buried only when there was nothing to do in the harem, in the real list, how many of the martyrs were children.

So in the palace, having children is only the most basic guarantee, if the emperor and queen intend to let you be buried, it is useless for you to have 100 children.

All the women in the palace were both scared and frightened about the funeral, and they dreamed more than once that the system would be abolished.

But for so many years, no one has mentioned it.

Because this is the ancestral system, even if the low status is mentioned, no one cares, and the high status does not want to be infamous for violating the ancestral system.

Now it's good.

The most powerful prince of the Ming Dynasty stood up, and all the women raised their hearts to their throats.

All women know that there is a good chance that this will work.

Because this is what the prince said, this prince is the most powerful prince in the Ming Dynasty except for Prince Yiwen.

Although I know that the chances of success are very high, but in case the emperor refuses.

So all the women are very nervous and very concerned about this.

One by one, they wanted to inquire, but they didn't know where to inquire, so everything that had something to do with them came to Zhang's here.

I hope that this queen mother can help them for the sake of being a woman.

"I heard that it's the stinky boy that Concubine Park is looking for."

After taking a sip of ginseng tea, Zhu Fatpang did not say his decision, but asked about the cause of the incident.

"The big girl she went to find first."

Passing a handkerchief to her husband, Zhang came behind him and tapped him on the shoulder.

"It's not that the big girl doesn't know, she is kind-hearted, and she can't see this kind of thing."

"The other party cried a few tears, and the big girl was distressed, but she was also sensible and didn't interfere in this matter, so she asked the other party to find a stinky boy."

"You don't know your son, as long as it's not excessive, those girls will open their mouths, and he will agree."

"Alas, this girl, how will this character control people in the future."

Hearing that the cause started from his eldest daughter-in-law, Zhu Chupang shook his head.

"This girl is very similar to me, she can't see the suffering of the world, and she sheds tears when she sees poor people."

Zhang also nodded in agreement.

"You?"

Hearing his wife say this, Zhu Chubby glanced at her speechlessly.

"Alas, what kind of eyes are you! Didn't I have a good heart before? ”

Noticing her husband's eyes, Zhang patted her husband a little angrily.

"Kind, kind, kind."

Seeing that his daughter-in-law was angry, Zhu Fatpang hurriedly got up and helped Zhang sit on the chair next to him.

"Humph!"

"I'm not to blame you for being like this now."

"If I were still like before, this family would have been ruined by you a long time ago."

"Yes, yes, yes, it's our father's fault, it's our father who made the gentle and kind queen mother what she is now, so it's okay."

"Humph!"

Seeing that her husband was subdued, Zhang snorted twice and stopped mentioning it.

"What do you think about this?"

picked up the notebook that his son had just sent over next to him, and handed it to Zhang.

Zhang didn't reach out to pick it up, "You are the emperor, you make a decision, how dare we ask about this, the stele in the harem is still there, and the old man is still watching in front, what are you trying to do to me." ”

"You!"

Zhu Chupang shook his head helplessly, "As the Empress of the Ming Dynasty and the head of women in the world, this matter is about you women, and I now allow you to discuss this matter as the emperor." ”

Seeing that her husband had said everything about this, Zhang didn't refuse anymore, thought about it, sighed and said, "According to my idea, let's cancel her." ”

"Not for anything else, for the sake of those girls, I can't keep this rule."

"If we deny this matter today, the little anger that has just risen in the harem will be completely gone."

"And what my son said is right, he should accumulate virtue for Qi Rui, Qi Zhen, and Qi Yu."

"We are not short of money, we don't need these people to eat, and we will raise them in the future, which can be regarded as repaying them for taking care of the old man."

Saying that, she opened the notebook and pointed to one of them: "The idea of a son is not bad, the burial is set by the ancestors, if we cancel it, it will fall into the hands of others, so we will change it to a living martyrdom to a pottery martyrdom." ”

"In the future, if someone needs to be buried, let the craftsmen pinch one according to their appearance, and send it directly to the mausoleum when the time comes, which does not violate the ancestral system of the ancestors, but also accumulates virtue for future generations. And you, the emperor, will also gain a good reputation because of the abolition of this cruel system. ”

Listening to his wife's analysis, Zhu Chupang smiled and nodded.

Sure enough, it is husband and wife with one heart.

In fact, he also disagrees with the system of burial.

But the law of the ancestors was there, and no one mentioned it, and he didn't dare to change it easily.

After all, he is not his father who can suppress the entire court, nor is he his son, and the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty trembled when they saw it.

In addition, during this time period, if he brought up this matter, the second and third children would definitely not be willing, and those imperial historians would also use this to write the book.

But when his son brought it up, it was different.

Zhu Zhangui's deterrence in the imperial court is no worse than that of the old man, and even in some cases, it is even worse than the deterrent effect played by the old man.

He has heard some gossip more than once, and some people joke that the prince is the reincarnation of Emperor Hongwu, and he came back to continue to clean up those corrupt officials.

Raising his hand and patting the table, Zhu Chupang said to his wife: "Okay, since you and your son both think so, then let's settle it like this." ”

After speaking, he personally wrote down the notice, then stamped the national jade seal, and asked Lu Xin, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites who was waiting outside the door, to come in, and asked him to take the notice and let several other departments sign and seal, and then directly announce it to the world.

Soon, the notice was posted to various locations in the palace.

The women who had been waiting for this moment for a long time looked at the new policy of changing the burial of the living to the burial of the pottery, and they threw themselves on the ground and cried excitedly.

Soon, groups of women came to the outside of the hall and kowtowed to thank them.

There are old man's women here, and there are also Zhu Chubby's concubines, and of course Zhu Zhangui's daughters-in-law are also among them.

And at a time when the whole country of Daming was mourning and the women were happy because they did not have to be martyred, the West was still fighting fiercely.

"Hurry, hurry... Rush up, rush up. ”

On the battlefield with roaring artillery fire, a group of Ming soldiers with white scarves were charging at an Ottoman position under the frantic shooting from the opposite side.

Last night, Zhu Zhangui and Zhu Chupang discussed the follow-up battle plan, and in the morning, the decision of the imperial court was transmitted to the front line.

Zhang Fu, who had already taken over the command of all the legions on the Eastern and Western Fronts, directly ordered to continue the attack, and he demanded that all troops must take the eastern Ottoman region to see off the Emperor Taishang before entering the mausoleum.

The officers and men of the whole army were united in one heart, shouting in unison to take the eastern area to see off the emperor, and launched an attack on the enemy with great momentum

As soon as the white of the fish's belly rose in the east, the battle began in an instant.

Thousands of artillery pieces fired wildly, and dozens of Shenlong rocket artillery vehicles roared with rockets.

The Ottoman army stationed in Ankara met the all-out attack of the Ming army for the first time.

In Ochiben, who was guarding the town, he watched his own position being blown upside down, and closed his eyes in despair.

The difference in strength between the two is too great, and the current Ottoman fighting with the Ming is like a young child holding a wooden sword and fighting a heavily armed soldier.

"Your Excellency, the first line of position has been breached, and most of the soldiers defending the town have been killed."

"Report to Your Excellency Commander, the 2nd line of defense is being heavily bombarded by the opposing airships, and General Allazi has requested to withdraw from the position."

"Let him hold on, not retreat, tell them that this is our land, and to retreat is a betrayal of the Empire."

With his eyes glued to the map, Ochbenri coldly gave the order to hold on.

The soldier opened his mouth, and finally reluctantly bowed and withdrew.

When the soldier was gone, Ochburni sat back in his chair, listening to the roaring artillery and deafening cries outside, staring at the map with a steady pause.

The entire eastern Ottoman district, starting from Constantinople, Nicaea in the west, Sivas in the east, and Tumna in the south, has been occupied by the red of the Ming Dynasty.

The only area that the Ottomans now have is the area around Ankara and part of the east.

Omurad is gone, and he has given it all to Ochibenri.

There is only one word for him.

"Do your best to persevere, hold on to his rescue."

But in front of him, Och Benli didn't know how to persevere, and he didn't even know if he would see the sun tomorrow.

Omurad left with 80,000 troops, and after months of fighting and conscripted civilians, he had less than 40,000 at his disposal.

Moreover, there is a shortage of weapons and ammunition, and many young people even go to the position with just a wooden stick.

And what about Da Ming on the other side.

To the east there are nearly 100,000 elite legions that have just conquered the Timurid Empire, and in the west of the sea of Constantinople, there are marine corps corps that are good at landing warfare, and the desperate Ming navy.

The Golden Horde, which had just joined the alliance of Allah in the north, had been devastated by the cavalry of the Ming Dynasty and the soldiers of the Principality of Ryazan.

In the southern region, the soldiers of the Rocco Kingdom, like doglegs, led the Ming Task Force to eliminate the last resistance forces.

Looking at the menacing red arrows, Ochbenri silently closed his eyes.

"Your Majesty, I really can't hold on."

The sound of the cannon suddenly stopped, and there was a staggering footstep behind him.

Ochbenri slowly turned his head to look, only to see hundreds of Ottoman soldiers, retreating here in disarray.

Behind them, a Ming soldier with a white scarf on his arm or waist was holding a rifle and a blood-stained bayonet.

"Is it over?"

Looking at the soldiers who had retreated to the headquarters, Och muttered to himself, got up and walked to the side of the shelf, and pulled out the flintlock pistol and knife that were in place.

He actually had a chance to retreat, and the north was still in the hands of the Ottoman army.

But what's the use of retreating there?

The entire Black Sea has become the bathing tub of the Ming Navy, and the warships cruising on the sea are all hanging the Ming flag.

These shipless people retreated there, in addition to being killed by the Ming navy with artillery one by one, another option was to raise their hands and walk into the Ming prisoner of war camp.

But will he surrender?

No.

Others can surrender, but he can't.

Everything he has is given by His Majesty, and he must be worthy of His Majesty's training.

"Lay down your arms, and those who descend will not be killed."

A roar sounded, and the Ming soldiers raised their guns and pointed at the Ottoman soldiers who were retreating together, forcing the remnants of the Ottoman soldiers to surrender quickly.

"Soldiers!"

"You are the best warriors of the Ottomans, and at this point in the war, you have fulfilled your loyalty to the Empire."

Ochiben who walked out looked at the soldiers who were covered in scars, but still holding their weapons tightly, and a trace of unbearability flashed in his eyes.

These people have wives, children, and families, but they can't bring them back when they take them out.

In this moment, he gave the soldiers the last choice.

"Now you can make your own choice, and I will not interfere with you."

After speaking, under the gaze of all the soldiers, he clenched his weapon and rushed towards the Ming Legion with a roar.

"Bang bang bang..."

A dense burst of gunfire rang out, and Ochbenri, the best general of the Ottoman Empire, ended his life.

"Giggle..."

Lying on the ground covered with mud and blood, Ochibenri's eyes widened, and at this moment he saw his son again, and saw the son he was most proud of.

"Your Excellency, Commander..."

An officer roared angrily, and then rushed towards the Ming Legion like a madman.

"Fire!"

An order was given, and fierce gunfire rang out wildly.

Bullets flew wildly, and one Ottoman soldier fell to a pool of blood screaming.

When the last shots stopped, the entire battlefield fell into a deathly silence.

An officer stepped forward, raised his command knife, cut off the head of the man in the Okuchiben, and raised it high.

"Roar!"

All the soldiers roared loudly into the sky like mad lions, rifles raised.

Like their emperor, give the final send-off to the people they respect the most.

The death of Ochibengri also represents the end of the eastern part of the Ottoman Empire, the only main resistance force in the Ottoman Empire.

From this moment on, the eastern Ottoman region was completely occupied by the Ming Dynasty.

(End of chapter)