Forty-eight years of Wanli.

The afterglow of dusk shines through the windowsill of the carved dragon and phoenix into the emperor's bedroom, adding a bit of twilight to the palace.

The dormitory was filled with the pungent smell of medicine, and even if it was the curling incense, it was difficult to hide it.

Emperor Wanli was lying on the bed, quietly closing his eyes, and the rise and fall of his chest was already very weak.

At the age of fifty-six, his sideburns have been born, and his face is full of wrinkles, and he has come to the end of his life at this time.

Although he lived in the deep palace for a long time, and entrusted the affairs of the court to the ministers of the court, it was not completely fun, and many political affairs had him at the helm, relying on the cabinet, Jinyiwei and Dongchang, the emperor still ruled this huge empire.

In recent years, however, the situation in the empire has become more and more bad.

As if to oppose this emperor, disasters in various parts of the Ming Dynasty became more and more frequent, the number of displaced people multiplied, and many officials were corrupt and oppressed, resulting in a rebellion among the people of the Ming Dynasty.

Although with the current combat strength of the Ming army, they can still suppress them, but like a gourd, they hold down this side, and the other side rises again.

Emperor Wanli was worried about this, he was not in very good health, and after coming down like this, he finally couldn't afford to get sick, and it was difficult to support it until now.

The eunuchs and the imperial physicians gathered around him, as if this would keep the emperor's last moments.

Hurried footsteps came, and a beautiful woman in palace clothes and a young man in Chinese clothes walked quickly into the palace, followed by several officials, in addition to a few pavilion elders and the new Chen Guogong, only Yan Chenhao, who was also in the palace because of his position. Seeing them, a eunuch leaned into the emperor's ear and whispered:

"Long live, Niangniang and Your Highness, as well as the ministers, are here."

Hearing his voice, Wanli's eyeballs under his eyelids rolled twice, and then raised his eyelids with some effort.

Seeing Empress Zheng and Prince Zhu Changxun with sad faces, he smiled, raised his hand slightly to point at Zhu Changxun, and said softly:

"Come, come......"

Zhu Changxun hurriedly stepped forward and fell to Wanli's side:

"Father's ......"

"I can't make it...... Wanli stretched out his hand and put it on Zhu Changxun's head, he seemed to want to touch it, but he didn't seem to have the strength to do it, so he just put it on it, and then said softly:

"After I am gone, it is up to you to inherit the great treasure. You have to keep in mind what I say next. ”

"I ordered the collection of mining taxes, which is actually a mining profiteering...... However, although the mining tax has the advantage of enriching the internal funds, it also has the disadvantages of increasing the burden on the miners and the people, and the mine supervisors extorting the localities...... From now on, don't charge it. ”

"The spices of Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and the tribute beads of Guangdong, all arise because of my hobby, and the people and money are lost, and there is no need to pay tribute in the future."

"There are many lawbreakers and outlaws in various places, which make the heavens angry and resentful, and I know it, and I have many shelters before...... All of them have been recalled, and there will be no more expatriates after that. ”

"A few years ago, I was greedy for wealth, and in order to fill the treasury and internal funds, I raised taxes among the people, which made the people unbearable and complained, which is my fault...... These taxes are also exempt. ”

"Jiangsu, Zhejiang, Henan, riots, Huguang rebels......" Wanli took a few breaths, and said:

"These are all what I am worried about, you must also pay special attention, after succeeding to the throne, you need to send troops as soon as possible to pacify, behead their bandits, kill the old men, and do not have mercy."

"Northern Mongolia sometimes violates the border, the fetters are unstable, and the border is constantly fighting, but this is all a disease of scabies. The rebellion in the interior is the great trouble of the imperial court, and it must be extinguished...... Especially in recent years, natural disasters have become more and more frequent, and if we do not calm the chaos with the power of thunder, I am afraid that disasters will occur......"

"Father, the son remembers it." Zhu Changxun nodded, his voice a little choked.

Zhu Yijun pulled the corners of his mouth, showed a pleased smile, and continued:

"The first assistant Fang Congzhe, Shangshu Huang Kezhang, and Zhan Shi Yan Chenhao of Zhan Shifu, these are all trustworthy ministers, you can be appointed with confidence, and they will assist you wholeheartedly."

Wanli's voice became weaker and weaker, and finally only the slightly fluttering lips remained, and the voice could no longer be heard.

"Father?" Zhu Changxun looked at Emperor Wanli, who had closed his eyes, and muttered with an expression of disbelief, and the imperial doctor on the side had already pounced on him when he heard this, grabbing the emperor's wrist.

The pulse is no longer beating.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"

With the cry of the imperial doctor, as if the floodgates had been opened, the whole palace was suddenly filled with the sound of crying, and the palace maids and eunuchs fell to the ground and cried, and Zhu Changxun grabbed the ground with his head, crying blood, making the listeners cry, and all sighed at the filial piety of His Royal Highness the Prince.

Empress Zheng did not cry like everyone else, but stood aside and wept silently.

Perhaps among the crowd, her grief is the most real, she has a very strong relationship with Wanli, and she is really crying for the death of the emperor.

In July of the forty-eighth year of Wanli, Zhu Yijun, the Wanli Emperor who ruled the Ming Dynasty for forty-eight years, died, and he was named Emperor Wu'an Renzhi Xiaoxian, and the temple was called Shenzong.

Soon after, the edict was promulgated, so that the crown prince Zhu Changxun succeeded to the throne, and at the same time, in it, he had many remorseful feelings for some of his actions such as living in the harem for a long time, and promoted many officials.

In August, the crown prince Zhu Changxun officially ascended the throne and granted amnesty to the world.

The date is called:

"Wuxing".

……

Almost at the same time as Zhu Yijun closed his eyes.

Ningbo Mansion, in a field.

The barefoot baby jumped on the ridge, as if feeling the darkening of the surroundings, he raised his head to look at the gradually darkening sky, suddenly opened his eyes, and exclaimed:

"Father, Father, come and see, come and see!"

"The sun seems to be setting."

"But the moon has not yet risen."

"Did the tengu eat the moon?"

The child made an innocent voice.

An old man walked up to him, looked at the sky with him, and then knocked his grandson's head with a dry hand like a chicken claw, and said with a smile:

"When you go to school, Mr. will teach you, this is not some tengu moon eclipse, it is called meteorological change, it is science."

"Sometimes when the weather is bad, it's like today."

"Behold that dark cloud covers the sky and covers the heavens and the earth."

"So, the sun and the moon have sunk together......"

"Then, will it be dawn?"

The grandson asked innocently in a childish voice. He was a little worried, if the sun and moon never came out again, then wouldn't they have to live in darkness forever?

The old man smiled and looked up at the sky:

"It's always going to be bright, but at that time, it's a new day......"

(End of chapter)