In the twenty-second year of Yongle, Yumu River.

A large-scale camp stands under the mountains, and from time to time there are Ming army sentries in fresh clothes and angry horses riding out of the horses, and people in the camp are also shouting and neighing.

The camps of the generals are dotted around guarding a large tent in the very center, and a yellow dragon banner above it is particularly conspicuous.

At this time, the Ming Dynasty was in the prosperous era of Yongle, and all countries came to the court, such as the sun, and the famous ministers gathered and gathered the stars.

Inside the account.

The three cabinet ministers and a military general each knelt left and right, and they did not dare to come out, and there was a suffocating dullness in the whole tent.

Zhu Di, the first emperor of the Ming Dynasty, was already seriously ill at this moment, and he only had half a breath left.

His eyes widened, he stared blankly at the top of his head, and saw the beautiful blue sky and white clouds through the big tent, recalling his magnificent life.

Zhu Di smiled weakly, reluctantly accepted this fact, used his last strength, and said slowly:

"The dignity of our dynasty, beyond the ancient times, the control of the north and the west of the South Island, the Western Ocean, no Han harmony, no Tang alliance, no Song Dynasty's year-old coins, and no brothers' gifts to the enemy."

"After my death, you should not mourn, lead the army to continue to return to Beijing, and send a secret edict to order the prince to succeed to the throne before my spirit."

Zhu Di's words became more and more heavy and slow.

This passage is Zhu Di's summary of his life.

He won the country, and finally held the country, and the Ming Dynasty will go to prosperity under the leadership of the crown prince and the good holy grandson.

It's just that he's still a little worried.

If the father doesn't rub sand in his eyes, he is not in the right position, and he kills his relatives, will he be reprimanded by his father as a rebel and thief?

Hearing that there was no movement for a long time, Yang Rong, the cabinet minister, raised his head and said: "Your Majesty Shengming, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is generous and benevolent, and will not disappoint His Majesty's expectations." ”

"How about the prince, I understand best, the Ming Dynasty is handed over to him, I can rest assured." Zhu Di opened his eyes and said with a weak breath:

"There is another thing, you tell the prince that the concubine Sun of the Emperor is not right, if she gives birth to a child and the emperor dies early, you should be killed as soon as possible!"

After listening, the hearts of the four important ministers trembled, and they looked at each other one after another, not knowing how to answer, and finally Yang Rong stepped forward and said:

"Obey the holy decree, long live long live."

"Oh, long live, my father can't, I can't, who can really live it?" Zhu Di laughed self-deprecatingly and exhaled lightly:

"Life is so short, such a country, doesn't it make people nostalgic."

That night, the Yongle Emperor Zhu Di died of illness in the Yumuchuan military camp.

The temple name is Taizong, and the name is Titian Hongdao, Gaoming Guangyun Shengwu Shengong Chunren to Emperor Xiaowen, and is buried in Changling.

The crown prince Zhu Gaochi ascended the throne as Mingrenzong.

Then came the familiar script, the rule of Renxuan, the accession of Yingzong, the auxiliary government of Sanyang, the death of the Empress Dowager, the country of Wang Zhencao, the rise of Wara, and the change of civil engineering.

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Twenty-five years later.

Orthodox 14th year, October 11.

In the capital division of the Ming Empire, a soldier of the Ming army in red armor was patrolling the city with swords and guns, and it seemed that this was another ordinary day.

Unexpectedly, the next moment, a screaming sound of breaking the air hit.

Countless arrows rained down and crackled down on the city, and the thunderous sound of horses' hooves and shouts came in under the cover of the dust.

Although the Ming army at the head of the city did not suffer any casualties, their hearts were like a heavy blow, and everyone knew it.

The Warat army is finally here!

The civil and engineering changes, hundreds of thousands of elites were killed and scattered, most of the ministers of the dynasty were martyred, and even the current emperor was captured, which is a great shame on the heads of all subjects!

In the event of a sudden change, the whole country mourns.

But, after all, you can't cry to death all the Warats.

The country can not be without a king for a day, under the recommendation of the courtiers, Zhu Qiyu, the king of the servants, ascended the throne, the year name Jingtai, is the Ming Dynasty.

Subsequently, Yu Qian, the squire of the Ministry of War, was promoted to the secretary of the Ministry of War, presiding over the defense of Beijing.

Under the leadership of Yu Qian, the Ming army was strong and clear, and the people of Beijing were also united, just waiting for the arrival of this day.

Looking at the smoke and dust billowing in the distance, and listening to the shouting of horses and neighing from the people of the Warat army, for some reason, the soldiers standing at the head of the city breathed a sigh of relief.

In their view, anxious waiting is more torturous than facing setbacks.

There was no fear in the eyes of a general of the Ming army at the head of the city, and he suddenly pulled out the Yanling knife he wore at his waist, and the bright cold light was shining in the eyes of every soldier defending the city.

"For Da Ming!"

"For Your Majesty!"

"Fight with these Warats!"

The soldiers also raised their swords and guns excitedly, and the earth-shattering slogan pierced the sky, even shocking the distant Warat army.

They are convinced that they are fighting for the country, for the emperor, and that everything is worth it!

But soon, as the Warat soldiers pushed one man into battle, all the Ming troops at the head of the city were deflated at the same moment.

Because this person is the emperor they call fighting for!

Zhu Qizhen was dressed in a decent aristocratic costume of the Wara tribe, and rode to the front of the battle, followed by his personal little eunuch.

Is this person in front of him still the emperor of the Ming Dynasty?

At first glance, it looks like a serious Warat!

"I have a will, I order you to open the city, welcome me back to Beijing, and those who resist the will will be killed!"

As Zhu Qizhen gently spit out these words, the military spirit and morale of the Ming army at the head of the city that had been built up with great difficulty collapsed in an instant.

The emperor is calling the door, is it a protest or a war?

What is the point of fighting on your own?

At the head of the city, the goose-winged knife held in the hands of the Ming army general slowly fell, and his eyes were full of disappointment.

The matter is big, he doesn't dare to specialize, so he can only fly to the palace.

Soon after, twelve melodious bells rang in the sky above the Forbidden City, and the military, civilian, business, civilian, and military officials all raised their heads and looked at the sky.

Twelve bells, this is a major military business of the imperial court, and it is summoning hundreds of civil and military officials to the court!

After more than a month of rearmament warfare, everyone knew in their hearts what this important military task was.

It's just that I didn't expect that it was their emperor who called to close the door for the enemy.

The entire Fengtian Temple fell into a deathly silence.

The graceful and luxurious Empress Dowager Sun who sat at the top, and Yu Qian, the secretary of the military department at the top of the train, also sat at the top of the train.

Hundreds of civil and military officials, everyone's face is extremely ugly!

The Wara army surrounded the Beijing Division, and the defense of the Beijing Division officially began, and the army and people in the city were united in the city, and the preparations for the war were very smooth.

But no one expected that it was their emperor who was the vanguard!

To be precise, it is the former orthodox emperor, the Emperor Taishang Ross Qizhen.

The current emperor is already Jingtai Emperor Zhu Qiyu, who has just ascended the throne for ten days.

When Yu Qian heard the news with one hand, he felt that the world was spinning in his mind, and he almost fainted on the Fengtian Temple.

"Yu Butang, are you okay?"

"I'm fine!" Yu Qian opened the hand stretched out by others with one hand, stabilized his emotions, and said as calmly as possible: "Your Majesty thinks you should deal with it?" ”

The only thing that Da Ming can rely on in front of him is this new monarch.

It seems like a hundred years, a thousand years have passed, and it seems like an ordinary night.

Zhu Di only felt that he had never spent such a down-to-earth night since he started the army, he exhaled heavily, opened his eyes in response, and his eyes swept over the people present.

Fengtian Temple?

Am I not dead...

What about the Prince?

What about the grandson?

What about the King of Han and the King of Zhao?

Countless questions surfaced in Zhu Di's mind one by one.

Soon, Zhu Di found an acquaintance at the top, and the ignorance in his eyes turned into anger.

As the grandson concubine, the Sun family is now sitting in the seat of the queen mother!

What kind of system is it to be so transgressed!

"When will it be the turn of a woman to be in charge of the house in the Ming Dynasty?" Zhu Di was not so hysterical, and his tone was very flat.

However, after saying this, there was a change that he did not expect.

How can your voice be so young?

was suddenly reprimanded, but it also made Sun Ruowei, who is now the queen mother, slightly stunned, and in an instant, he thought he was back in the past.

This Zhu Qiyu's fierce reprimand is quite in the style of Emperor Taizongwen.

But soon, Sun Ruowei snorted coldly, and from the bottom of his heart, he didn't take Emperor Jingtai, who had been helped up, seriously.

Give a good look, does this Zhu Qiyu really think he is an emperor?

It seems that he still has to beat and knock well, so that Zhu Qiyu understands that his throne is just a temporary substitute for his son.

Sun Ruowei's pretty face was as cold as frost, and she sneered: "Concubine Taisun? That was almost thirty years ago, and now the mourning family is the queen mother of the Ming Dynasty! ”

"The emperor talks to the mourning family like this, is there still royal etiquette in his eyes?"