At the end of the twenty-second year of Yongle, Zhu Di left Beijing and began his southern tour.

At this time, Zhu Di was already very old, but when he felt that his body had improved to a certain extent, he still decided to leave Beijing and tour the south of Jiangnan.

Emperor Yongle has always been an idle man, and he does not want to be trapped in the palace for a long time like other emperors.

In addition, his son is indeed capable, so although there is no Wuzheng Mobei in the original time and space, Zhu Di still often leaves Beijing under the pretext of northern and southern tours.

And this time it was the last time he left Beijing.

Zhu Di also seemed to have expected all this, and he brought his henchman Yan Keng.

This time the parade was slow, but it was serious. Zhu Di carefully inspected the defense of many important places, and also saw many places of interest.

He returned to Nanjing, on the Qinhuai River.

Without alarming anyone, he took Yan Keng and some personal soldiers to stand on the highest building and look at Qin Huai at night.

Singing and dancing, painting boats, at this time Qinhuai has begun to take shape of the land of fireworks and willows.

He just watched the light from afar.

"It's really nostalgic for such a great river and mountain...... It's a pity, it's a pity! He sighed softly and sighed.

"If Your Majesty likes it, it is better to stay in Nanjing for a long time and recuperate for a while." Yan Keng felt the thick twilight atmosphere in Zhu Di's words, and hurriedly replied.

Zhu Di just smiled when he heard this, noncommittal.

At this time, he suddenly felt that the name behind him, which he had attached great importance to, had also faded a little.

Behold, this is my world, and this is my great light! So bustling, so gorgeous! Even if there will be people in the future who will question and smear me, they will not be able to hide the brilliance of my Yongle Dynasty!

It's just that I can't let go of this country after all......

"Merlin." Zhu Di turned his head suddenly, he stretched out his wrinkled hand and grabbed Yan Keng.

"You have followed me since the year of Hongwu, and with my expedition to the south and the north, you have made great achievements, and I have never treated you badly, and I have made you a supreme minister all the way. Now I know that I have a short life, and the only thing I can't let go of is the rivers and mountains of the Ming Dynasty. ”

"After I collapsed, I must assist Gao Chi well. This kid is good at handling government affairs, but he is too benevolent, but it is difficult to achieve a generation of Ming Jun. You are steady and determined, which just complements him. ”

"Your Majesty is in the prime of spring and autumn, and he will be able to live a long life, and the years are still long." Yan Keng replied with a reluctant smile. But he soon found that Emperor Yongle was still holding on to him tightly, with such force that he almost pulled out blood marks, and still did not have the slightest intention of letting go.

In the cloudy eyes, there is the care for the country and the eldest son.

He wanted an accurate answer.

Yan Keng was a little moved, and he said in a low voice:

"Your Majesty, rest assured, the ministers will do their best to assist the prince, do their best, and die!"

Zhu Di finally smiled, the other party's answer seemed to be very reassuring to him, he let go of Yan Keng, lay back in the chair, and stopped talking for a long time.

Until late at night.

"Your Majesty, it's time to rest."

"Your Majesty?"

"Your Majesty!"

……

In April of the twenty-third year of Yongle, Zhu Di died in Nanjing at the age of sixty-four.

In his arms, he carried a pre-prepared edict, making the crown prince Gao Chi the emperor, Chen Guogong Yan Keng as the assistant government, and Yang Shiqi, Yang Rong, and Yang Pu as the three people.

When the prince heard the news, he was very sad, and led hundreds of officials to wear plain clothes and personally went south to welcome the spirit.

Zhu Di's body was buried in the Changling Tomb at the southern foot of the main peak of Tianshou Mountain in Changping, and was buried with Empress Xu.

It is said that "the body of heaven Hongdao Gaoming Guangyun Shengwu Shengong pure benevolence to the filial piety of the emperor", the temple number is Taizong.

A generation of emperors has come to an end.

During his 23-year reign, he dredged the canal, went to the Western Ocean, repaired the Great Ceremony, leveled the grassland, and moved the capital to Beijing.

It's just that no matter how heroic a character is, he can't withstand the erosion of time after all.

Zhu Gaochi ascended the throne in Fengtianmen and set the following year as the first year of Hongxi.

Yan Ling came to Beijing and witnessed this moment.

This time, he didn't make a disguise.

It's no longer necessary.

Almost all of the people who knew him had died.

Although Zhu Gaochi has also seen him, he only has one or two sides of the elderly Yan Ling, and more often than not, he is either in the central capital or in Beijing, and he can't see him at all.

Unrecognizable.

"I testify! 】”

[Yongle has passed away, Hong Xi has succeeded to the throne, the prosperity continues, and the family is prosperous! 】”

"[Reward: Qi Observation Technique]"

"[People have qi, things have qi, and the heaven and earth dynasty also have qi, and the view is ......]"

Qi Observation Technique! It's actually a skill!

This shocked Yan Ling a little, because in essence, it can actually be regarded as a kind of disguised prediction of the future, although there is only one general direction.

But that's enough, Yan Ling's brain is not a supercomputer, although he remembers a lot of memorabilia and the like, but there are also many events that have been forgotten, and the Qi Observation Technique is extremely helpful to him in this regard.

He immediately cast it on the people around him.

Most of the soldiers around him only have a layer of rich yellow gas, which is the life qi that everyone has, and those dignitaries and dignitaries still have red gas, the more prominent, the more vivid this red is, he saw his son, that layer of red gas is rich and bright red, it is like blood about to drip down.

And the emperor on the high platform was full of purple qi, but his life qi was already extremely thin, and there were still a few wisps of gray qi mixed with it.

Yan Ling thought about it and understood the reason.

Zhu Gaochi's life is actually coming to an end.

Thinking of this, he was suddenly a little excited, if nothing else, he would be able to reap a reward again in the near future.

Then, he threw a scan at Zhu Gaochi.

"[Politics: 90 Military: 82 Business: 94 Armed Forces: 40 Diplomacy: 80]"

This emperor's political and business ability is outstanding, especially in management, Yan Ling has almost never seen such a high ability, only Li Shanchang and Zhu Yuanzhang in the later period can compare with him.

Come to think of it, Da Ming will usher in a prosperous period under his hands.

And this time Zhu Di really finished all the battles that needed to be fought, except for the western grasslands and the thousands of remnants led by Ma Hamu who were defeated, the border troubles of the Ming Dynasty have basically been pacified, and most of the grasslands have been included in the rule of the Ming Dynasty.

After the enthronement ceremony, Yan Ling did not leave Beijing, but stayed.

Zhu Di died.

The last shackles that bound the family fell off.

The affairs of the Ningbo Mansion were transferred to the Yue Guogong, who remained in Nanjing, while Yan Ling took up residence in a hidden mansion in the Chen Guogong Mansion in Beijing.

After all, now the center of the Ming Dynasty is in Beijing, and if it is controlled remotely in the south, it will inevitably be too far away, which will easily lead to a time difference.

In Beijing, it is relatively better to control the south.

At least in the early and middle Ming Dynasty, Beijing was the center of gravity of the family, and for the time being, it was higher than the development of the southeastern family.

There are many major events in the Ming Dynasty, one is not done well, it is easy to lead to the destruction of decades of efforts, he can let his children and grandchildren deal with things freely most of the time, but the rudder of the general direction must be in his own hands.

Even if it's by some shady means.

He glanced at the cup in his prop.

Hopefully, I won't need it.

(End of chapter)