Forbidden City, Taimiao.

Lao Zhu was dressed in a golden coat and sat alone in front of Queen Ma's throne, with flames blazing in the brazier and burning yellow paper.

At this moment, he is no longer a son of heaven who has been given the mandate of heaven, nor is he an emperor who is feared by all officials, but just a lonely old man who misses his deceased wife.

His face was gloomy and gray, more than several times more depressed than during the day.

"Sister, when we finish explaining everything that should be explained these days, I will go over there to accompany you."

"I've been lonely for so many years, we're really sorry for you, wait a little longer..."

"Let's think of the baked cakes you gave us when you covered your chest, let's..."

Recalling the past with Queen Ma, Lao Zhu's eyes couldn't help but turn red, and he put the last piece of yellow paper in his hand into the brazier, and the flames were even worse.

And in the next moment, Lao Zhu frowned, his body shook violently, he subconsciously wanted to support it with his left hand, but his hand did not obey the call, his body fell to the left side, and fell to the ground with a 'bang'.

The old eunuch guarding outside the hall heard the sound, glanced inside the hall, and was immediately frightened, and hurriedly rushed in.

"Your Majesty!"

Lao Zhu was lying on his side, his face unchanged, but he frowned, and he found that the left half of his body suddenly became less obedient.

"Don't make a noise, help us up."

Lao Zhu reluctantly stood up with the support of the old eunuch.

After taking a deep look at Queen Ma's throne again, Lao Zhu turned around with difficulty, and under the careful support of the old eunuch, his body walked out in a very uncoordinated manner.

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Honglu Temple.

The hectic nightlife has started again.

Tomorrow is the feast of heavenly grace, according to the etiquette, the king's envoys must be led into the palace by the officials of the Ministry of Rites at the time of the morning, and then after a series of rituals, finally enter the Fengtian Temple.

Therefore, tonight, all the kings' envoys and the princes of the county, whether they have a private residence in Yingtianfu or live in Qinglou for a long time, have returned to Honglu Temple for the night.

Inside the house of King Ning's envoy.

Just returned from the Qinglou, Wang Yanqing, whose face was pale, was working hard.

'His Royal Highness King Ning gave advice.

In recent days, several major events have occurred in succession.

I hope that His Royal Highness will let the ministers think about it and present it carefully.

One is a thunderbolt on a sunny day, this incident alarmed the whole Yingtian, the people have been rumored constantly, Qintian supervised the investigation of the celestial phenomena, thinking that this is God's warning to the Taisun lazy government, so it seems that since the Taisun supervised the country, even the heavens are extremely dissatisfied.

The second is that Ru Ying, the secretary of the ministry, led a hundred officials to kneel and beg Taisun to return to the dynasty, and Taisun was furious and ordered to release Ru Yu from Zhenhenan, and all the officials who went with Ru Yu were punished to kneel outside Taisun's mansion.

There's another thing that's rather odd.

On the same day, the king of Guangyang and the prince of Qin also went to the Taisun Mansion to meet the grandson, but the result was that they were scolded by the grandson for no reason.

Your Highness, you once said that your ministers should pay more attention to the prince of Qin and others......

Then there is the sincerity of Liu Bowen out of the mountain and into the Ministry of Officials, the officialdom of this court is afraid that it will change greatly, and the people in Huaixi will never tolerate Liu Bowen to be so big......

There is another matter, Taisun suddenly ordered the entire army to be reorganized, and the original five military camps should be divided into five military camps, nine thousand battalions, and Shenji battalions, and the person in charge of the whole army was actually a little-known minor official in the Governor's Mansion, which is really incredible.

I have even heard that the current performance of hundreds of officials is approved by the new Jinshi of the top three in the current department, and the lazy government is so far, it is really a big joke in the world.

…………

His Royal Highness is a young martial artist, intelligent and peerless, deeply loved by His Majesty, and has the strongest Duoyan Sanwei in his hands.

The situation is so far, it is a good opportunity for His Highness.

I implore His Highness to make up his mind as soon as possible to become a king and dominate the industry.

Minister, Wang Yanqing, bowed again and again. ’

And next door, the room of Zhu Jixi, the son of the King of Jin.

Zhu Jixi, who has been delicate and elegant since childhood, sits upright and waving his hand, as if he is doing an extremely sacred thing.

'Father, the King's Excellency.

After not seeing him for a long time, the son misses his father and queen mother very much, and he can't wait to do his filial piety under his parents' knees immediately.

Er originally wanted to return to Jindi after the banquet of tomorrow's heaven, but a lot of things have happened in Yingtian recently, and for the sake of big things, Er thought twice and decided to stay in Yingtian for a while......

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As mentioned above, each of these things that have happened in recent days fully reflects the stupidity and weakness of the grandson Zhu Xiongying.

Oh, that's right, Father.

The child just got an extremely important news from the palace informant.

Tonight, the emperor's grandfather went to the Taimiao, entering the Taimiao and leaving the Taimiao, there was a significant difference in the pace of walking before and after, and the emperor guessed that the emperor's grandfather should have had a stroke.

Tomorrow's heavenly feast, the child will find a way to verify this matter.

If it is really a stroke, then the emperor's grandfather may not have much time left.

If the emperor's grandfather dies, his father can deploy the royal palace cronies to take over the power of guarding the town as soon as possible.

Regarding the expansion of the palace guard, I also asked my father to step up preparations.

Finally, I still want to say one more thing.

Zhu Xiongying is just a wine bag and a rice bag, and he is not worthy of the Ming Dynasty at all.

Er Jixi, bow your head and bow up. ’

At the door, the candlelight flickered in the window, and the arrogant lay man lying in front of the desk.

'Father, Zhu Xiongying, this guy is really terrible, Zhu Yunwen and Zhu Shangbing were disabled by him today, if it weren't for his wit, he would have almost been killed by him today.

I implore you to go back to Yandi and change your second brother to Beijing. ’

The elegant room where the prince of Qin lived.

Zhu Shangbing stood, bent down in front of the desk, and wrote in a strange posture, not that he didn't want to sit, but that he didn't dare to sit.

A full thirty rods, even if Chang Tianci collected his strength, it was enough to make his ass bloom with flowers.

'Father, the King's Excellency.

Son, I was beaten by Zhu Xiongying today!

If you don't take revenge, you swear not to be a man!

Zhu Xiongying's absurdity and mediocrity are rare in a century.

Father, this is a great opportunity.

After the banquet tomorrow, Er will immediately rush back to Qindi, and during this time in Yingtian, Er has already held the evidence of the handle of several generals of the Qindi Garrison Army in his hands, and they dare not not hand over their military power.

As long as the power to defend the town is in hand, plus the palace guards who have secretly expanded and recruited over the years, I can bring 100,000 armor in Qindi, why worry about it in the world!

The emperor and the crown prince will die soon, and his father, as the second son of the emperor and the head of the clan, was ordered by the Son of Heaven to control the soldiers and horses of the generals in Shaanxi, and held the right to monitor the kings.

In this world, it should belong to the father!

There is another matter, there is a suggestion, Wang Baobao, the prime minister of the Northern Yuan Dynasty, has hundreds of thousands of iron horses, if he can borrow his soldiers, then the success will be another step.

The father can send someone to the Northern Yuan to discuss secretly with him and reach a cooperation, as long as he can get the help of the Northern Yuan, even if it is not impossible to cut off a few cities after the matter is completed.

Zhu Shangbing, respectfully. ’

After writing the letter, Zhu Shangbing subconsciously sat down.

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