Fengyang, the central capital.

Zhu Yunxi stood outside the gate of Fengyang City, looking at this city that should not have appeared, and there were only four words in his mind - magnificent.

Why shouldn't the city have existed?

Because this is completely a city built by Zhu Yuanzhang personally despite the opposition of the courtiers.

It was built from the second year of Hongwu to the eighth year of Hongwu, in which tens of thousands of people and craftsmen were called.

Later, the craftsmen and people could not bear the suffering, and cursed the bottom of the palace, and Zhu Yuanzhang killed tens of thousands of people in a fit of anger to less than 1,000 people.

However, after that, Zhu Yuanzhang also stopped the construction of Fengyang, the central capital, and only used it as a companion.

Zhu Yunxi rode a horse and walked in Fengyang City, looking at the rows of houses, neat streets, and magnificent palaces on both sides, and some understood why when he chose a fief at that time, the imperial grandfather had to let him choose Fengyang.

In terms of the scale of the area, Fengyang City is more magnificent than Nanjing City, regardless of the size of the city or the palace.

Fu Youde couldn't help but smile when he saw Zhu Yunxi looking left and right.

"Did the Three Emperors regret it?"

"Fengyang Mansion is much richer than Songjiang Mansion, but it's a pity that the Three Emperors and Grandsons gave it to others!"

Zhu Yunxi smiled indifferently when he heard this.

"No regrets!"

"Although this place is good, it is not a place to do business, it seems too narrow to stretch out your hands and feet!"

Fu Youde said sincerely when he heard this.

"What the Three Emperors and Grandsons said is very true!"

"Although the emperor stopped work on the grounds of labor and money, in fact, anyone with a discerning eye knows that this place is not suitable for the national capital at all."

"The reason is the same as what the Three Emperors said, it is too narrow to fit the millions of people in the Jingshi, and it is not enough to be the capital of the world!"

"The geographical location is better than Jinling City, surrounded by mountains, easy to defend and difficult to attack, and has a certain defensive value."

When Fu Youde said this, it was as if he had opened the conversation, and began to talk to Zhu Yunxi about the various capitals of the Ming Dynasty.

"Jinling is actually not suitable for being the national capital, the city walls are about to be repaired into the Yangtze River, what will it look like?"

"Since ancient times, there has been no capital on the edge of the great rivers."

Zhu Yunxi said something when he heard this.

"Isn't Kaifeng City just on the edge of the Yellow River?"

When Fu Youde heard this, he replied angrily.

"So the Second Emperor Huiqin was arrested by the Jin people!"

Zhu Yunxi shrugged helplessly when he heard this, and asked half-raised.

"Then according to Ying Guogong's opinion, where can Daming be the capital?"

"Well......

Fu Youde pondered for a long time, and then shook his head helplessly.

"To be honest, there are advantages and disadvantages everywhere, and there is nothing too good."

Zhu Yunxi glanced at Fu Youde when he heard this.

"And what are you talking about?"

After Zhu Yunxi finished scolding Fu Youde, he hit the horse and entered the Zhongdu Palace.

The Imperial Palace was modeled after the Forbidden City in Nanjing, but it was larger in scale and area.

Now in the entire Zhongdu City, Zhu Yunxi's title is the highest, and he naturally lives in the Qianqing Palace.

As for Fu Youde and the accompanying soldiers, they could only be stationed in the military camp in Zhongdu. ….

Even if there were redundant houses in the palace, they didn't dare to live in them, and they didn't even dare to think about it.

Zhu Yunxi rested in Zhongdu for one night, and the next day went to the ancestral tomb ten miles south of the city to pay respects.

The ancestral tomb of the Ming Dynasty began to be built before Lao Zhu became the emperor, and it was not completed until the twelfth year of Hongwu.

Lao Zhu's parents were buried in this ancestral mausoleum, and later Lao Zhu felt that it was too desolate, so he moved the graves of his three brothers and sisters-in-law, as well as his two nephews, and officially renamed it the Imperial Mausoleum.

The imperial mausoleum has three layers of inner, middle and outer layers, the innermost part is called the imperial city, the blue brick masonry, two zhang high, occupies an area

About 1,000 square meters. The second floor is also a brick wall, which occupies a much larger area than the imperial city. The outermost layer is the rammed earth city wall, which covers an area that is more magnificent than that of a normal prefecture city.

Zhu Yunxi followed the Shinto Road in the middle of the Imperial Mausoleum, passed through the Red Bridge, Lingxing Gate, the Brick City Beiming Tower, the Shinto, the Imperial Bridge, and the Golden Gate of the Imperial City, and then came to the Imperial Mausoleum's Enjoyment Hall.

In principle, this is the end of his memorial. As for the mounds and towers in the back, there is no need to go unless necessary.

In fact, Zhu Yunxi also listened to Fu Youde's suggestion, and then remembered to pay tribute to the ancestors in the imperial tomb.

According to Fu Youde, when he set out on the expedition, the matter was urgent, so it didn't matter if he didn't come to pay his respects. Now that I have returned from the expedition and won a great victory, if I don't come to the ancestral tomb to worship again, I will be poked in the backbone by the people of the world.

When Zhu Yunxi passed by the imperial tombstone, he stopped to watch for a long time.

Originally, he just wanted to come over and order a meal, offer three sacrifices, and leave after making a show.

However, when he looked at the inscription on the "Imperial Emperor's Tombstone" written by Lao Zhu, he was immediately moved by Lao Zhu's difficult entrepreneurial journey.

Normally, the royal inscriptions of all dynasties were written by the great Confucians of the imperial court.

However, Lao Zhu was afraid that those literati would write too elegantly, and future generations would not be able to see the hardships of starting a business, so they simply wrote it in the vernacular.

In the past, my father and emperor lived in the square.

Agriculture is hard, day and night.

The Orr natural disaster is epidemic, and the family members are suffering.

The imperial examination ended up in four out of sixty, and nine out of fifty imperial concubines died.

Brother Meng died first, and the family mourned.

The landlord does not care about me, and he is angry.

Neither get along, but the neighborhood is melancholy.

Brother Huyi's generosity has benefited this yellow soil.

There is no coffin in the funeral, and the body is evil.

Floating three feet, laying what a slurry.

……

The text of the imperial mausoleum is simple and unpretentious, but the desolation and helplessness contained in it make people cry when they hear it and feel sad to see.

Zhu Yunxi looked at the inscription written by Lao Zhu himself, and only felt that he seemed to understand this old man a little.

Grandpa Huang's life is too hard, it's not easy.

The reason why the imperial grandfather is so diligent is not because he is greedy for power, but because he knows that everything he has not come by easily, and he is too afraid of losing it to let go easily......

Zhu Yunxi stopped in front of the imperial mausoleum for a long time, until he memorized all the inscriptions, and then walked into the hall with a heavy heart and conscientiously performed the ritual of memorial.

"Come, take a pen and paper, and write the sacrifice yourself!"

Fu Youde had been observing Zhu Yunxi's expression, and as soon as he saw Zhu Yunxi moving in front of His Majesty's imperial tombstone, he felt that this suggestion was correct. ….

Now hearing that Zhu Yunxi was going to write the memorial in person, Fu Youde happily hurriedly took the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and personally sharpened the ink for Zhu Yunxi.

Zhu Yunxi pondered for a while, dipped himself in ink to his heart's content, and then picked up a pen and wrote on the paper.

When Zhu Yunxi splashed ink, the brocade guard beside him had already taken out a small notebook and copied it.

Zhu Yunxi finished writing the last word here, and Jinyiwei also sent out the sacrifice text.

Zhongdu is very close to Jinling City, and Zhu Yunxi has just finished holding a sacrificial ceremony here, and Jinyiwei's small report has also been sent out.

Xu Liuzi instinctively felt that the emperor would be very pleased to see the sacrificial text written by the young master himself.

Therefore, he made his own initiative and directly sent the sacrifice back to the capital in the form of an expedited 800-mile.

After Lao Zhu sent Zhang sloppy away, his mood couldn't calm down for a long time.

One is that he is happy that the eldest grandson has a long lifespan, and the other is that he is worried that he killed too much in his early years, will it affect the longevity of the eldest grandson and the national fortune of the Ming Dynasty?

He didn't believe much of this before, but today when he heard Zhang Sloppy say the same, he couldn't help but not believe it.

Coupled with the fact that he lost his wife in middle age and his son in his old age, he also had some doubts about himself.

Because of this in his heart, Lao Zhu didn't even eat lunch

Locked up in the palace by himself, he seriously reflected on his life.

However, after thinking about it until midnight, Lao Zhu didn't think about it.

However, he only knows one thing, that is, God gives him another chance, and he will still kill......

It's just that they will try to kill as little as possible.

For example, why did the craftsmen who built the capital kill so many people in a fit of rage?

They are also unbearable and unbearable, no different from their own rebellion......

Based on this, Lao Zhu reflected on the various measures he had taken in power over the years, and the more he thought about it, the more he lost his self-confidence, and the more he thought about it, the more he broke down.

Just when he was so irritable that he wanted to burn down the palace with a fire, the eager voice of the two tigers came from outside the door.

"Emperor, there is a secret report from the young master!"

Lao Zhu said angrily.

"What's the moth coming out of that rebel grandson?"

"No!"

"It was the young master who worshiped the imperial tomb in Zhongdu and personally wrote the sacrificial text."

"Then the rebel son himself wrote the sacrificial text?"

When Lao Zhu heard this, his eyebrows twisted into a Sichuan character, thinking that Jin Yiwei was sent to the palace so late, and what kind of nonsense did Zhun Bao's rebellious grandson say.

Therefore, he walked out of the dormitory angrily and waved his hand towards the second tiger.

"Bring it!"

"Hey!"

Erhu respectfully offered his hands, and Lao Zhu snatched it arrogantly.

Lao Zhu was ready to be half killed by Sun Qi, but when he opened the sacrificial text copied by Jin Yiwei, he only felt that his eyes were moist, as if he had found a confidant.

"In the past, I was the emperor, and the residence was the square."

"Before the age of independence, I was exiled."

"Staying in the monastery, and running out of food."

"Baina wears a knot, and the dew is creamy."

When Lao Zhu saw this, he seemed to have returned to the bleak situation of being desolate and helpless when he was a child, and he had no relatives.

When he thought of the death of his parents, not to mention that there was no coffin, not even a decent dress, he was even more sad, and sat directly on the threshold of the palace and cried. ….

"Russia and red scarves are everywhere, and the emperor is hiding in the east and Tibet."

"Angry and obedient to resist the Yuan, the blood of the battle is stained on the robes."

"Since ancient times, those who have achieved success in the imperial industry have not had the sorrow of the imperial examination."

When Lao Zhu saw this, he immediately glared at the two dragon eyes, looked at the words on the paper and scolded.

"Everybody's hiding!"

"We are the true sons of destiny, we are under the nose of the Yuan army, and they can't catch us!"

Lao Zhu defended himself for a few words and continued to read, only to see that the following was written about how difficult it was and how difficult it was to create the Ming Dynasty.

is still a good grandson who is sensible, and knows that it is not easy for us to establish Daming!

After Lao Zhu finished reading the eldest grandson's praise of himself, he saw the eldest grandson's self-reflection.

"I was the grandson of the emperor for the rest of my life, and I was anorexic since I was a child."

"Looking at the hardships of the imperial examination today, I know that the past is formless."

"Today, I will sacrifice it with this text, and I will also know the will of my heart."

"From now on, we should follow the example of our fathers and ancestors, be diligent in political affairs, and live up to the hopes of the imperial examination and the hopes of the subjects of the world......

Lao Zhu watched the last paragraph and danced happily.

The memorial text written by the eldest grandson to pay tribute to the imperial tomb not only swept away the depression in his heart, but felt refreshed as never before.

What about our cruelty and thirst for killing?

What if we kill the wrong one?

We have a good grandson, and in the future, our grandson will be able to cover up for us, hahaha......

"Erhu, take a look at the sacrificial text written by our eldest grandson!"

Erhu hurriedly took it and looked through it carefully, and then praised it repeatedly.

"Good!"

"That's nice!"

"That's great!"

"Are you not going to say anything other than say yes?"

"I ......"

"Don't be an eyesore here, go and call Qi Tai, Yuan Tai, and Chen Zongli over to us!"

"If you want to talk about the work of slapping, it has to be this group of civil officials who shoot comfortably!"

"No!"

After Lao Zhu sent away the second tiger, he sat on the threshold and looked at the sacrificial text written by the eldest grandson over and over again, and the more he looked at it, the more comfortable he felt.

"Our eldest grandson has grown up, and he knows that he feels sorry for our grandfather!"

"I really want to see you little rebel grandson right away!"

……

Three days later.

As soon as Zhu Yunxi's car drove around the mountain and river altar, he saw Lao Zhu's Luan car parked outside the Zhengyang Gate, and on both sides of his Luan car, there were hundreds of civil and military officials who came to greet him.

When Lao Zhu saw the eldest grandson's carriage, he immediately stepped down from the dragon and waited expectantly to reunite with the eldest grandson.

Zhu Yunxi saw Lao Zhu get out of the carriage, and also got out of the carriage, standing on the wheel and waving to Lao Zhu.

Lao Zhu saw his eldest grandson jumping and jumping on the wheel, and he was so angry that he scolded.

"This rebel grandson can't make people save snacks!"

After Lao Zhu scolded his eldest grandson, his face was filled with a happy smile again. Looking at it from a distance from his perspective, it seems that the eldest grandson has grown a little taller and is about to become a big child!

Under Zhu Yunxi's repeated urging, the carriage drove at an expedited speed of three hundred miles. Seeing that the carriage was less than ten steps away from Long Qi, Zhu Yunxi jumped off the carriage without waiting for the carriage to stop, and then rushed towards Lao Zhu like a fat sparrow.

Seeing this, Lao Zhu hurriedly stretched out his arms and caught the eldest grandson steadily. ….

However, just when he wanted to pick up the eldest grandson as usual, he didn't expect his body to vacate first.

Just when Lao Zhu was at a loss, he only heard the eldest grandson shouting happily.

"Grandpa Huang, I can hold you!"

When Lao Zhu heard this, he slapped his eldest grandson's head a few times in annoyance and scolded majestically.

"Hurry up and put us down!"

"So many people are watching, what kind of system!"

Zhu Yunxi put Lao Zhu down when he heard this, but he still had a smug smile on his face.

"Grandpa Huang, it won't be long before my grandson can carry you around, lalala!"

When Lao Zhu heard this, he immediately remembered the scene of carrying his eldest grandson on his back last year, and his face showed a hint of sweet sweetness.

This little rebel grandson is still thinking about this!

Lao Zhu rubbed his eldest grandson's little head dotingly, and said deliberately angrily.

"We heard that you have great skills, and you can still go into battle to kill the enemy?"

"And killed two hundred ***?"

When Zhu Yunxi heard this, he hurriedly explained embarrassedly.

"Grandpa Huang, it was all made up by my uncle, in order to put gold on his grandson's face, in fact, my grandson only killed two ......."

"Two ......"

"That's amazing!"

"You said you have done such a great job, do we have to reward you for something?"

"Board or whip?"

"Hmph!"

Lao Zhu was frightened when he saw that his little face was white, so he stopped teasing him, and took his little hand and got on the dragon bowl.

"Come back to the palace with us first, let's prepare your favorite bear paw, hehehe!"

Lao Zhu led his eldest grandson away, but the civil and military officials couldn't go.

In the official documents of the imperial court, the main general who supported Datong this time was Fu Youde, and Zhu Yunxi was just an additive.

Therefore, the due triumphal ceremony must be completed, and there is no room for sloppiness.

The triumphal ceremony prepared by the old Zhu Ming Rite Department was very grand, not only with music, but also with singing and dancing performances presented by the teaching department, etc., which made the small soldiers who went out to fight see the nosebleeds.

It's just that these are destined to have nothing to do with Zhu Yunxi, and he is being questioned vigorously by Lao Zhu in the carriage.

"Did it hurt?"

"Nope!"

"My grandson is protected by the emperor, and he can't be hurt by arrows

Me!"

"And the grandson is very sparing, as long as he goes out, he must be wearing soft armor!"

Zhu Yunxi unbuttoned his clothes as he spoke, revealing the soft armor inside.

Lao Zhu saw that his eldest grandson attached so much importance to protection, and his hanging heart was slightly relieved. But as soon as he thought of this rebellious grandson, he had been frightened for so long, and the old man felt ruthless in his heart, thinking that he would have to clean him up when he returned to the palace for a while.

"We've seen your uncle's merit!"

"Oooh......"

When Zhu Yunxi heard this, he immediately lowered his head weakly, and his face was even more feverish.

"Grandpa Huang, grandson has taken the ...... of merit."

"Actually, my grandson just rode out for a walk, and it wasn't as good as they said......

Lao Zhu looked at his stupid eldest grandson and happily held him in his arms and explained.

"You've done a great job!"

"Whether it's Lan Yu or our secret agents in Datong Mansion, they all praise you as a flower, saying that you have the appearance of a holy monarch!"

"Agent?" ….

Zhu Yunxi looked at Lao Zhu in confusion.

"Grandpa Huang, do you still have a secret agent in Datong Mansion?"

Old Zhu laughed and laughed.

"That's nature!"

"We've scattered all the 100,000 troops, how can we do it without sending a few people to keep an eye on it?"

"You will also remember to us in the future, no matter how much the commander of the army is a person you trust, you must bury a few more eyeliners in the army, so that they can always report to you about the movements in the army, so as not to give birth to the general who should not have thoughts!"

"Oooh......"

"My grandson understands, just like the emperor's grandfather burying nails next to his grandson and staring at me, just for fear that I will have thoughts that I shouldn't have."

Lao Zhu was so angry when he heard this that his face turned green, and he immediately turned Zhu Yunxi over and slapped his buttocks.

"Shut up!"

"Can that be the same?"

"We sent someone to keep an eye on you, because we were afraid that you would be fooling around!"

"Besides, didn't you all reverse us once?"

Zhu Yunxi saw Lao Zhu exposing his old bottom, so he could only smirk awkwardly.

Lao Zhu just pretended to hit a few times, and then continued to explain to the eldest grandson.

"Let's say you did a good job this time because you didn't interfere with the deployment of the army, and you did your duty."

"Let's tell you, being an emperor can not lead troops, or he may not be able to fight, but he must be able to use people......

The carriage drove all the way, and Lao Zhu pulled the eldest grandson and said all the way.

After the two returned to the palace, Lao Zhu threw the eldest grandson into the bathtub and washed it well, and then took him to dinner.

After eating, Lao Zhu showed the re-written canonization edict to his eldest grandson as if he were offering a treasure.

"We've written a new edict of canonization!"

"This time, you took such a big risk to go to Datong Mansion, treated the soldiers of Datong Mansion, and won a big victory, if you don't write it in the edict, you will lose a lot of money, hahaha!"

At this time, Lao Zhu is no different from an ordinary old man in the countryside, and he can't wait to take a loudspeaker to publicize it everywhere, so that others can know the excellence of his eldest grandson.

Zhu Yunxi took a look at the holy decree, and sure enough, he saw that his merit book was thicker, and he was added several merits by Lao Zhu.

What salvation is the same as fire and water, capturing tens of thousands of people. Go into battle and kill the enemy, and cut the enemy chief under the horse. Chase thousands of miles, save the people from all difficulties, and so on.

In short, his own grandfather, like Lan Yu's uncle, doesn't know how to be ashamed when he brags, and he vigorously puts gold on his face.

Zhu Yunxi looked at the holy decree and pointed to the jade seal on it and said.

"Grandpa Huang, your holy decree is very well written, but this jade seal is not good, why don't you try this one that your grandson brought back?"

"You brought it back?"

"yes!"

"My grandson picked up a jade seal on the grassland, and it looks better than yours."

Under the suspicious gaze of the old general, Zhu Yunxi ran out of the hall

Outside, he took a box from Wang De's hand, and then ran to Lao Zhu to offer treasures.

"Grandpa Huang, how about you take a look at this?"

When Lao Zhu heard the word jade seal, he had a trace of expectation in his heart.

The biggest regret in his life is that he failed to recapture the heirloom jade seal that belongs to China.

Qin Shi Huang used He's bi to engrave the seal of the country, and did not continue the national glory of Great Qin. ….

However, after the death of Qin Shi Huang, the jade seal of the country became the supreme sacred object of all dynasties.

Whoever owns the heirloom jade seal is the son of destiny.

This was true of the Han Dynasty, the Tang Dynasty, the Song Dynasty, and the Yuan Dynasty.

Only since the founding of the Ming Dynasty, it has taken a lot of hard work, but there has never been a trace of the jade seal of the country.

Therefore, Lao Zhu always felt that his emperor was unorthodox, and he had no shame to face the previous emperors of the Chinese dynasties after his death.

Lao Zhu also tried hard to find it, but even if he won a big victory like fishing in the sea, he still couldn't find the heirloom jade seal.

Over time, Lao Zhu felt that he was unlucky, and he was afraid that he would not be able to see it in his lifetime.

When Lao Zhu thought of this, he didn't have the expectation for the upcoming jade seal.

However, when he opened the box and saw the corner of the jade seal inlaid with gold, his breathing stopped instantly, and the two dragon eyes were also round, as if they could fly out of their sockets at any time.

"This ......"

"This is the heirloom jade seal?"

Lao Zhu carefully picked up the jade seal with both hands, turned it over and examined it carefully. Then carefully apply the ink and print it on the paper.

When he saw the eight huge seal inscriptions of "Ordered by Heaven, Longevity and Yongchang" appearing on the paper, he excitedly held the jade seal and burst into tears.

"We finally saw the heirloom jade seal in our lifetime!"

"This is providence!"

"We've been looking for more than 20 years but can't, and the first time you went to the grassland, you found this thing!"

"From today!"

"Our Da Ming is finally justified!"

"Woooooooo

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