"The next imperial edict is to depose the grandson and concubines."
In fact, killing was more direct, but saying it would hurt Xiao Zhu's heart too much, and Ji Boying didn't need to say it.
As soon as Ji Boying's words came out, in addition to Lao Zhu, Lao Zhu Di and Zhu Gaochi were slightly surprised. Apparently they did not expect that Ji Boying would ask Zhu Di to issue such an imperial edict.
"No!"
"Sun's nature is pure and kind..."
Zhu Zhanji hurriedly spoke, wanting to plead for his little wife, but he hadn't finished speaking yet.
"I will obey the Immortal Master's words."
Old Zhu Di nodded solemnly, and a hint of murderous intent flashed in the depths of his eyes.
In Lao Zhu Di's view, the Immortal's words were certainly not wrong, and the Immortal, who was busy with everything, took the time to specifically mention such a thing. Then this Sun must be harmful to the country. Since it is harmful, he must naturally eliminate the harm to the country. An edict to abolish concubines is definitely not enough, and a death edict must be added.
Zhu Zhanji, who had been following Old Zhu Di as a minion for many years, was naturally able to sense Old Zhu Di's murderous intention.
"grandfather…"
Zhu Zhanji still wanted to plead for mercy, but Zhu Gaochi grabbed him.
In fact, Big Fatty had a pretty good impression of Mrs. Sun. She was a beautiful and smart daughter-in-law. At that time, Big Fatty thought that this little girl was a stunning girl who could improve the appearance genes of the old Zhu family, so he agreed to go to Zhu's house. Zhan Ji's side.
But if he knew what Sun would do in the future, he would probably carry a knife and chop someone with more than two hundred kilograms of flesh.
"Okay, Lao Zhu, the things are done and your time is almost up. Go back first. It's time to rest early."
Ji Boying knew that Lao Zhu had to get up early to work tomorrow, deposing the prime minister, establishing a new policy, and a lot of other things. Although Lao Zhu was famous for his high energy in history books, it was not a good thing for middle-aged and elderly people to stay up late.
"Brother, won't you go back together?"
"I have something to do with Zhu Di."
Lao Zhu was stunned. Is there anything we can't know about this? We have to talk to the fourth child from Yongle Dynasty alone.
Old Zhu Di straightened his expression and glanced at Zhu Gaochi.
"My son, please retire."
Zhu Gaochi understood the situation very well and immediately stood up and dragged Zhu Zhanji, who looked uncomfortable, out of the hall.
"In that case, let's go back first. Brother, we are too tired."
Lao Zhu nodded.
It was also at this moment that Lao Zhu's figure gradually became illusory, and finally disappeared.
This scene made Old Zhu Di's eyes widen.
"I wonder what the Immortal Master has to say."
Old Zhu Di took a deep breath.
Emperor Yongle, who had experienced hundreds of battles and had ruled the world for nearly twenty years, gave people the illusion of being somewhat inexplicably nervous when facing Ji Boying alone.
"I'm going to start a class and I need you to accompany me to recruit some students."
Ji Boying stood up and stretched his waist, his muscles and bones rattling.
'Recruiting students? '
'Could the immortal master want to accept disciples? ! '
Old Zhu Di was slightly startled, but quickly reacted.
"I don't know who the immortal master wants to accept as his disciple, so I will issue an order to summon him."
"We'll go by ourselves."
Zhu Di was even more shocked. The students who could be recruited by the Immortal Master in person must be amazing talents, and he must reuse them.
"In that case, I will summon you to take off now."
"No."
As soon as Ji Boying finished speaking, the entire Yangju Hall suddenly became empty, with no one left.
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Hongwu time and space.
Yingtian Forbidden City, Qianqing Palace Nuange.
At night in early spring, it is quiet and pleasant, and the slightly cold wind blows through the cracks in the door, bringing a cool feeling.
When Lao Zhu appeared in the warm pavilion, he looked a little confused. Looking at the familiar layout of the pavilion in front of him, he was amazed in his heart.
"The immortal's method is so profound and unfathomable!"
Lao Zhu clearly remembered that he disappeared from Zuixian Tower, but now he returned directly to the Forbidden City.
"Chongba, you're back."
Beside the bed, Queen Ma sat quietly against the bed, looking at Zhu Yuanzhang who suddenly appeared without any panic.
The queen's bedroom is in Kunning Palace, but now Queen Ma is in Qianqing Palace, obviously waiting for Lao Zhu to come back.
A loud "eight" call called Lao Zhu back from his trance.
"Sister, we have gained so much today."
"Our minds are a little confused after hearing this. Let me tell you about it, and you can sort it out for us."
The conversation in Zuixian Tower was okay, with Zhu Biao recording it, but in Yongle time and space, it was still a bit vague, and when Lao Zhu was in trouble and was unsure, he would go to Queen Ma.
Lao Zhu came to the bedside excitedly, but when he saw Queen Ma's slightly pale face, he looked distressed.
"Don't worry, I have taken the medicine given by Master Ji, and I will get better gradually."
Queen Ma's smile was full of healing, at least to Lao Zhu. No matter how impatient or upset he was, it would all be gone as long as he was in front of Queen Ma.
"Come, sit over here and tell me what the immortal master said to you."
Lao Zhu chuckled, immediately took off his boots and got on the bed, holding Queen Ma in his arms.
"Sister, after you left Zuixian Tower..."
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Hongxi time and space.
In the first year of Hongxi, Shuntian Mansion and Forbidden City.
After the death of an emperor in the Ming Dynasty, there were a total of twelve funeral rites according to the procedure: bathing, food, small coffin, beheading, holding several banquets, making a palace, large coffin, clothing, comforting silk, setting up an inscription, and the posthumous title of the honorable person. , Zi Gong Fa Yin (funeral and buried).
Renzhi Hall is located behind Wuying Hall.
This is the resting place of Emperor Yongle through the ages, and it is designated as the Jiyan Hall.
At this time, outside the hall, white sails were fluttering continuously, and a large number of concubines and women in plain clothes knelt down and cried in clusters.
The sky was slightly hazy and it was almost dawn.
A figure in mourning clothes passed through the crowd at a very fast speed and entered the side hall of Jiyan Hall. As he walked in, all the attendants he passed knelt down and bowed their heads. He opened the curtain and came to a fat man lying on the couch coughing. By my side.
"Father, are you too tired these days?"
Zhu Zhanji quickly supported his father.
"Why don't you take a break? It's not in a hurry anyway."
Zhu Gaochi took a breath and looked at his eldest son.
"Don't think that I don't know what you are thinking. Your second and third uncles have just entered Jiyan Hall. Let me remind you to remove the people you arranged. At this time, you must not act rashly."
When Zhu Zhanji heard this, his expression changed, with murderous intent in his eyes.
"Dad, the second uncle and the third uncle will not let it go. They will definitely make trouble about grandpa's death! Instead of doing this, it is better to end it completely now!"
As soon as the words came out, Zhu Gaochi took a sip.
"Shut up!"
"Since you don't listen to me, can you take my position well?!"
After saying that, he coughed violently again.
Zhu Zhanji knelt down quickly, lowered his head and clenched his fists tightly.
The fat man looked at his eldest son, took a deep breath, and his eyes were full of meaning.
"You have to remember."
"It would be better for them to rebel first than for you to take action first."
"Otherwise, the first imperial edict of the new dynasty will be to depose you as the crown prince."
