The emperor's move was against the late emperor's decree. Chen Di had to stand up again and said: "Your Majesty, the late emperor has a decree. All the kings in the world only need to worship in the palace, and there is no need to go to Beijing to express condolences. The emperor's move , Is there something wrong?"
Zhu Biao had already prepared a response plan and explained: "My father did not allow the kings to come to the capital to express their condolences. That is because the time set by my father was too short, only three days. In such a short time, even if he sent someone to inform the kings, There are not enough kings. I am afraid that my father also took this into consideration before letting the kings stay in the fiefdom to worship. But now that the spirit needs to be suspended for many days, the kings will naturally have enough time to come back."
"This..." Chen Di was immediately speechless by Zhu Biao.
No one can tell whether Emperor Daxing issued an edict for the kings to worship in various fiefdoms because he originally did not want the kings to come to the capital, or whether, as the emperor said, he just made such an edict because he did not have enough time.
Moreover, although Zhu Biao has not officially ascended the throne, he has already visited the Ancestral Temple and read the Daxing Emperor's edict to the ministers. He is now a veritable emperor.
Anyway, the imperial edict is in Zhu Biao's hands. How to interpret the imperial edict is Zhu Biao's power, and others have no room to question it. Of course, whatever Zhu Biao says will be whatever it is.
"My lord, I obey the order." Chen Di had no choice but to retreat. He really didn't know what to say. If he said that the imperial edict should be strictly followed and the kings should never be allowed to enter the capital, then he would not only offend the emperor, but also offend all the kings. He, Chen Di, does not have the courage to go against the Emperor He Zhuwang!
Anyway, this is the emperor's family matter, and whatever he says will be whatever it is.
Chen Di was like this, and the others were even more speechless. This matter was forcibly settled by Zhu Biao.
Seeing that no one among the ministers objected, Zhu Biao nodded and said: "Since all my dear friends have no objections, I will issue an order to summon all the kings to the capital to express condolences."
"My Holy Emperor!" All the officials bowed in unison.
Zhu Biao took out the imperial edict that he had prepared long ago, and after sealing it in public, he immediately issued the edict. When the imperial edict arrived at the General Affairs Department, the journey was smooth. The General Affairs Department immediately sent dozens of fast horses to rush to the kings' fiefdoms with the emperor's decree.
Hundreds of officials walked out of Fengtian Hall one after another, and most of them didn't say anything.
However, there were still two people who seemed to move around unintentionally, but ended up getting together and did not separate until they walked out of the palace.
One of these two people was Qi Tai, Minister of the Ministry of War, and the other was Huang Zicheng, editor of the Hanlin Academy.
Some of the more bold ministers even said unabashedly in the palace: "Your Majesty, you seem a little overbearing..."
"Why do you say this, Your Majesty? Your Majesty has always been kind. How can you be overbearing when the whole world knows these things?"
The official who just spoke glanced at the person in front of him, snorted coldly, and said, "Can't this gentleman see what happened just now?"
"The emperor was discussing matters with his ministers just now!"
"Deliberation? Is that also called discussion?" The official said disdainfully: "From what we can see, the emperor has made up his mind long ago and has firmly controlled the thoughts of the ministers from beginning to end. The result of the discussion is just what the emperor wants. It’s just what you want.”
After saying that, he saw the stunned look on the other party's face. The official then knew that he was playing the harp to an ox, and that his efforts were in vain. The other party did not understand the profoundness of this at all, and did not understand what he was talking about.
Shaking his head slightly and sighing, the official walked away with his hands behind his back.
...
The emperor died!
This news spread like a huge wave in all directions at the fastest speed.
The kings reacted like ordinary people. First of all, they didn't believe it. They simply couldn't believe that their father, who was like a god in their hearts, could actually die! Then they eagerly wanted to see their father for the last time, which was the most direct connection as a blood family.
It is a consolation to be able to see one person after death even if one cannot serve him in life.
However, the father had once issued a decree that the vassal king should not leave the fiefdom without an edict. Therefore, although the vassal king was extremely anxious after receiving the news, no one dared to disobey the father's will and leave the fiefdom to return to the capital.
They were waiting for the new emperor's order to summon them to Beijing.
Beiping, Prince Yan's Mansion!
Daoyan, dressed in black, has a unique news channel. Just when the kings of Chu and Qi, who were closest to the capital, had not received the news of Lao Zhu's death, Dao Yan had already received it.
Not only that, he even got the complete content of the late emperor's edict.
Dao Yan held the paper recording the entire content of the edict and found Zhu Di with a solemn expression.
Zhu Di was in the commander's tent in the military camp, discussing with his generals how to clean up the grassland this year. The golden autumn has just passed, and it is time for Peking to have sufficient supplies of food and grass. Snow has already started to fall on the northern grasslands in October, and the Mongolian tribe is desperately trying to store enough fodder for their cattle and sheep for the winter.
If we go out to the grassland at this time, it will happen that the grassland tribes can't look at each other. If they fight against Zhu Di, their harvesting of forage will be greatly affected. If there is not enough fodder for the winter, what awaits them is a tragic situation in which most of the cattle and sheep will freeze to death and starve to death. After suffering such a huge loss, it would be difficult for the grassland tribes to recover even for several years.
But if they don't fight, they can only let Zhu Di lead his troops to rush across the grassland to clear out the enemy, which will also cause heavy losses.
The two powers harm each other, whichever is less, because the grassland is vast and sparsely populated, and there will be wind and snow blocking the road from time to time at this time. The further north you go, the heavier the wind and snow become. In the wind and snow, Zhu Di was also afraid of getting lost, so he did not dare to go too far into the grassland.
Therefore, there are not many tribes that Zhu Di can find, and the annual losses are much less than if everyone fights to the death against Zhu Di.
Therefore, at this time, the grassland tribes will consciously move a little bit, trying to hide from Zhu Di.
Several large tribes in the grassland were also extremely helpless that Zhu Di chose to send troops at this time. Instead of fighting, Zhu Di led his troops to kill on the grassland, as if they were in an uninhabited land. Let's face Zhu Di, it's not worth the gain.
Therefore, even the extremely cruel Meng Yuan people had to turn a blind eye to Zhu Di's behavior. As long as the trouble was not too serious, they could only look after themselves first.
Dao Yan saw that Zhu Di didn't need to inform him at all, so he directly opened the curtain and walked in.
When the other generals heard the commotion and noticed someone coming in, they felt dissatisfied. But when they turned around and saw it was Dao Yan, they quickly bowed together, "Master~"
Although Dao Yan holds an official position, he is like a military advisor beside the prince. These generals couldn't bear to call Daoyan, so in the end they called him "Master" because he was a monk.
Zhu Di has just discussed the matter of sending troops to the grassland this year. According to the current arrangement, the harvest this year will definitely be greater. Therefore, Zhu Di was full of joy, looked at Dao Yan with a smile, and asked, "Why are you here?"
Dao Yan looked as usual, smiled and clasped his hands, bowed to Zhu Di and said: "Your Majesty, the princess has something to do with the prince, and a poor monk was specially sent to invite the prince to come back to the house."
The happy look on Zhu Di's face suddenly froze. He knew that something big must have happened, otherwise Daoyan wouldn't have found a reason to let him go back when he was surrounded by his own people.
As for Daoyan's words about following the princess's orders, Zhu Di knew clearly that this was nothing more than an excuse. Even if Xu Miaoyun really wanted to find him, she would only send her maid over. Besides, Xu Miaoyun would never send anyone to look for him even if he knew that he was arranging military affairs in the military camp today.
Zhu Di laughed without changing his expression, then stood up and said in the same unhurried tone as usual: "Then we will discuss it here for today, and we will discuss it another day."
"Yes, Your Majesty!" The generals immediately clasped their fists and bowed.
Zhu Di walked up to Dao Yan and said softly, "Let's go."
Dao Yan immediately bowed and got out of the way, and after Zhu Di strode past in front of him, he followed closely.
Zhu Di walked out of the handsome tent, found his beloved horse, untied the reins and rode on it.
Dao Yan also turned over and mounted his horse, and the two of them rode the horses one after the other and trotted all the way back to Prince Yan's Mansion.
Zhu Di, who returned to Prince Yan's Mansion, still took Dao Yan directly to the secret room without saying anything.
After sitting down, he said to Dao Yan: "Sit down first and let's talk about it. What is so important that you can't wait to come to me?"
Dao Yan's face suddenly became extremely solemn, and he said word by word: "The poor monk has waited for reliable news that the emperor has passed away!"
Zhu Di's whole body suddenly shook, and he jumped up from the chair he had just sat on. Staring at Dao Yan with wide eyes, he shouted: "This is impossible!"
Dao Yan sighed, clasped his hands and said, "Why do you think it's impossible? The emperor is old. His death should not be such a surprise to him. Or is it that he is absolutely sure?"
Zhu Di stopped immediately when he heard this. He was pretty sure. He just simply couldn't believe that his father would die.
Thinking that his father had passed away, Zhu Di's eyes instantly turned red and he asked, "How did my father pass away?"
Dao Yan shook his head slightly and sighed: "I haven't found out the specific situation yet, but according to the information I got, the emperor was too ill and died. He woke up several times during this period, and even left a posthumous edict."
In Zhu Di's heart, his father was always good, but he died suddenly. Is there anything fishy about his father's death?
But Dao Yan clearly told him that he could put his idea away. Although the emperor was seriously ill, he still had time to wake up, summoned all officials, and left a posthumous edict. All this shows that the emperor's death is a normal thing, and there can be nothing fishy at all.
The officials were not fools. If there was something wrong with the emperor's serious illness, they would have discovered it long ago.
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