Fengtian Temple.

Zhu Jianshen stood on the side of the dragon chair, looking at the courtiers who worshipped below, and a sense of heroism rose in his heart.

Here, at the pinnacle of power!

"Ministers see the prince Chitose, Chitose, Chitose......!" After worshipping the dragon chair, the ministers worshiped Zhu Jianshen again, and his voice was loud, not weaker than shouting long live at all.

Zhu Jian took a deep breath and suppressed the agitation in his heart: "Flat!" ”

His face was flushed, not only him, this was the only way for successive emperors, and everyone who first came here to accept the worship was excited.

'I will definitely become a generation of masters!' ’

He thought so......

Qianqing Palace.

After Zhu Qiyu's acupuncture, after drinking the decoction, his face was better, but he was still weak.

"Is the gentleman still satisfied with the prince?"

Li Qing took the medicine bowl and put it on the tray on the side, nodded and said, "I'm satisfied, but it still needs to be adjusted." ”

"It's good to be satisfied, and there will be more time in the future." Zhu Qiyu struggled to sit up.

Li Qing got up to help him, and helped him put a pillow by the way.

Zhu Qiyu had been lying down for a long time, and felt much more comfortable sitting like this, and asked, "Sir, how long can I probably hold on?" ”

"About a month and a half." Li Qing said thoughtfully.

"Yes...... Don't you have to lie down like that? Zhu Qiyu said, "I really don't want to lie down like this, it's very uncomfortable, I want to go." ”

"In that case...... Probably for a shorter time. ”

"It's okay, it's better than lying down." Zhu Qiyu looked longing, "Mr. trouble." ”

Li Qing sighed and nodded slightly.

~

Next.

Zhu Qiyu's spirit has improved a lot, and he can even go to court, but he didn't go, but took a dragon chariot to visit the capital.

Since everyone has been imprisoned, he doesn't want to go back on his word, and in the last time, he also wants to live for himself for a few days.

On Jingshi Street, it was bustling, and the shops were next to each other, and Zhu Qiyu was very pleased to see it.

Then he went to Lianjiatun'er again, and when he saw that the people were still suffering, he couldn't help but feel regretful.

…

In the following days, Zhu Qiyu had to go out for shopping almost every day, sometimes coming to the small courtyard to chat with his eldest brother, chatting with his niece and daughter by the way, and living a very comfortable life. ΟиЪ.ōΓＧ

Time flowed like this, in the blink of an eye, more than 20 days passed, and Zhu Qiyu lay back on the sickbed.

This time, Li Qing had no choice.

…

On this day, the fifth watch.

The Qianqing Palace is brightly lit.

Li Qing and Zhu Jianshen knelt in front of the bed, the other ministers knelt behind the two, and Zhu Qiyu was lying on the bed, his eyes were blank, he had reached the limit.

All the explanations that should be done were explained, and he calmly waited for the deadline to come.

After a long time, Zhu Qiyu said bitterly to himself: "I failed to ...... Conquer the grasslands. ”

"Second uncle's regret, I will help you complete it." Zhu Jianshen's voice was not loud, and his tone was not small.

While Zhu Qiyu was relieved, he also felt a trace of worry, "See deeply, everything can't be ...... Don't rush, slow down, things... Don't be swayed by emotions and don't act impulsively...... To keep in mind. ”

"See and remember." Zhu Jianshen nodded seriously.

A smile appeared at the corner of Zhu Qiyu's mouth, and he looked at Li Qing again, becoming more and more relieved, he slowly turned his head and looked at the carving on the beam, his eyes gradually blurred......

He was so tired, and at the last moment of his life, he wanted to rest, take a good rest, and do something useless.

He was just in a daze, so relaxed, a quarter of an hour, two quarters of an hour......

Zhu Qiyu has always maintained one movement, one expression, like a sculpture.

A wisp of morning light spilled in, Zhu Qiyu's expression changed slightly, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and his smile was relieved: "It's dawn......"

He closed his eyes tiredly......

It was dawn, but the sun of Daming had fallen......

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty's ......" Xiao Hengzi called softly, but... Zhu Qiyu's expression has been frozen......

Xiao Hengzi's expression was sad, and he cried sharply: "Your Majesty...... Crashed! ”

"Your Majesty, ......!"

The ministers mourned and wailed, and the hall was drowned out by the sound of crying.

…

Small courtyard.

Zhu Qizhen looked at the sun in the sky in a daze, it was so dazzling, he couldn't see clearly, and the more he looked, the more blurred it became......

Li Hong came back with breakfast and said gloomily: "Uncle Zhu, I ...... when I pass by the palace gate."

After a pause, he said, "The emperor has died." ”

"I know, I know......" Zhu Qizhen still looked at the sky, and the sky was even more blurry......

Zhu Wanqing cried......

~

"Cry~"

As Xiao Hengzi's crying voice sounded, the crying in front of the Qianqing Palace suddenly increased, deafening......

"Stop~"

The crying is reduced and changed to sobbing......

~

The news of the emperor's death first spread in Beijing, and the people tied white silk to keep filial piety for the Son of Heaven, but their lives were not affected.

Zhu Qiyu confessed that it is not allowed to affect the lives of the people, and it is enough for the people to keep filial piety for seven days, and after seven days, everything will be as usual, and it is not allowed to restrict the people from getting married.

…

~

The country cannot be without a monarch for a day, and the crown prince Zhu Jianshen automatically became the emperor the moment Zhu Qiyu died.

The Son of Heaven should focus on state affairs, and the people should keep filial piety for three years, but the emperor can't, so he can only replace one year with one day, Zhu Jianshen guarded the spirit for the second uncle for three days, succeeded to the emperor's throne and became the eighth emperor of the Ming Dynasty.

But before the previous emperor was buried, he was not an emperor in the true sense of the word, although he was already able to exercise the rights of the emperor.

Only after the first emperor was buried and the enthronement ceremony, Zhu Jianshen was the real emperor.

He has been very busy these days, so busy that he lacks sleep time, while keeping filial piety, he is busy adapting to being an emperor, and the compact fast-paced life makes him very uncomfortable.

The wake has passed, but Zhu Jianshen still has to come to the mourning hall every day, crying in the morning, noon and evening.

This is a ritual system, and the Son of Heaven must abide by it, and he must strictly abide by it.

The Ming Dynasty rules the world with filial piety, and the Son of Heaven must set an example.

This seventeen-year-old boy has been miserable for a long time, but he can only grit his teeth and persevere.

This is the price to pay to be an emperor, every emperor has come over like this, it is Zhu Di, who grabbed the throne and rebelled, and he cried a big nephew.

Not to mention the succession in order.

The palace is deserted, and Jingshi Street is much deserted......

This transfer of power, the transition is very smooth, the crown prince has been determined for so many years, and the ministers have been more or less close to the new emperor, so they are unlikely to be implicated by 'a son of heaven and a courtier', so they are very honest.

Even in order to show his face in front of the new emperor, his work attitude is even more positive, and everything is developing in a good direction.

~

Ten days later, after joint discussions with the Hanlin Academy, the Ministry of Rites, and the Cabinet, Zhu Qiyu's nickname was formulated:

Fu Tianjian, Dao, Gongren, Kangding, Longwen, Buwu, Xiande, Chongxiao, Emperor Jing!

There was only one word in the beginning, but then gradually lengthened with the change of time, since the Tang Taizong, the nickname is like a wild horse, one day is longer than the other, and it has developed to the Ming Dynasty, which has been as long as seventeen words.

The longer it gets, the harder it is to remember, and few people remember it all, so since the Tang Dynasty, people no longer call Emperor Gao, Emperor Wen, and Emperor Wu like the emperor of the Han Dynasty...... Instead, they simply used the temple name to call them Taizu and Taizong......

This is short, easy to remember!

This is also the reason why Zhu Qiyu doesn't care about the name, but values the temple number, because this thing is not remembered by ordinary people except for historians.

However, because Zhu Yuanzhang used Hongwu as the era name throughout his dynasty, it has not been changed, and Zhu Di and others did not dare to change it, and a year name is used for a lifetime, therefore, most of the people call the emperor by the year name.

But in the temple officialdom, they are still commensurate with the temple name.

In a word...... There are several titles of emperors, which ones are familiar and which ones are called by people.

Li Qing doesn't care about this, this nickname is not bad, and he can't go against it.

But a few days later, he couldn't look at the temple number submitted by the ministers, what the hell is Daizong?

Bullying someone's son and not succeeding to the throne?

Actually, he wronged this group of people this time, in fact, they didn't want to draw up this, mainly because they were afraid that a good one would dislike the new emperor, after all, it was not the same team.

But if there is a difference, their own conscience will pass, and they will simply use this temple number that does not praise or disparage, but fits the actual situation.

Li Qing found the source - Zhu Jianshen.

"What do you think, just give him such a name?"

"Lone isn't so stingy." Zhu Jianshen denied it, "This is due to their speculation about Lone's thoughts, and Lone has already dismissed it." ”

Li Qing's anger eased and said, "After the rejection, they will still speculate on your thoughts, why don't I draw one up?" ”

Zhu Jianshen glanced at him: "Let's hear it." ”

"Zhongzong!"

"Zhongzong ......" Zhu Jianshen chewed on this temple number, his brows were slightly furrowed, Zhongzong means the lord of Zhongxing, and it is a temple number with particularly high quality.

But at the same time, it also means that before that, the country had fallen into a downturn, which seriously affected the reputation of his father, and he did not like it.

Although his father has faded away in his memory, Zhu Jianshen still has to maintain it, not only the relationship between father and son, but also political correctness.

"Not proper." Zhu Jianshen said, "Manifest the sect!" ”

Xianzong is also a good temple number, and Zhu Jianshen is not mean.

Li Qing said: "As far as Zhongzong is concerned, your father will not be angry if he knows it." ”

"Xianzong, it's decided." Zhu Jianshen didn't give an inch.

"Zhongzong!"

"Hyunjong!"

"Zhongzong, listen to me, you can't suffer." Li Qingdao said, "In exchange, I can help you find out about Wan Zhen'er's current situation." ”

“…… The merits of the second uncle can be worthy of Zhongzong. Zhu Jianshen said.

Li Qing smiled.

……

Twenty-seven days after the coffin stopped, Zhu Qiyu's coffin left the palace and went to the Shouling Tomb of Tianshou Mountain.

(To mention, Shouling, in fact, is now Qingling, it was originally the imperial tomb of Emperor Jingtai, and later Zhu Qiyu was abolished the emperor's name, failed to be buried in the Ming Emperor's Mausoleum, and then later, because Mingguangzong was too short-lived, he died in less than a month, and it was too late to build the Emperor's Mausoleum, plus the Wanli funeral had to be done, and the imperial court had no choice, so Mingguangzong was buried in the idle Shouling, and changed its name, Qingling. ）

Zhu saw Shen in front of his head to help Ling, and behind Li Qing, Yu Qian and other courtiers accompanied him, sending off the benevolent Jingtai Emperor on his last journey.

…

With the last piece of soil sealed in the imperial tomb, the era belonging to Emperor Jingtai was also announced.

Li Qing looked at the imperial mausoleum, was stunned for a long time, and said softly: "It's easy to walk all the way......"