When Zhu Di simulated this paragraph, he felt as if he was actually there, and a resonance arose in his heart. Although it was a simple text, he seemed to have seen a looming figure.
In front of him, stood a young man with pure black eyes, a majestic figure, wearing a horned dragon robe, and a sword at his waist. There seemed to be thousands of troops behind him, with people roaring and horses neighing.
As the light and shadow flickered, the young man's figure disappeared, and the thousands of troops seemed to have never appeared. Then there was only an old man in a red dragon robe, who looked similar to Zhu Di. He had a white beard and silver hair, and he seemed to be enveloped in mist. His breathtaking eyes made people dare not look directly at him, and he was not angry or intimidating.
Across years and time, Emperor Hengjing glanced back and looked at Emperor Yongle.
[After Su Wen and Su Wu left, your father left you alone. You became increasingly uneasy, wondering what your father was planning. 】
[You are not a bad heir. On the contrary, you are very good. You have the ability to remember things since you were young. You are young but mature. Whether it is government affairs or military affairs, you can draw inferences about other cases and understand people's hearts. Even Su, who taught you, Mr. Ge, when you were thirteen years old, you couldn't help but sigh: "The prince is already ready to serve as a teacher. I have already taught you all my skills, and there is nothing I can teach you."]
[After you started serving in government affairs at the age of thirteen, your father asked you to become a disciple of the British Duke General Zhang Fu and learn how to use the army. In the next ten years, you led the Ming army to conquer the north and south, and successively destroyed the Timurid Empire, Great powers such as the Golden Horde made great contributions to the expansion of the Ming Dynasty. 】
[Despite this, you are still worried all day long, worried that you will not be recognized by your father, because your father's light is too dazzling, and it makes everyone feel inferior. And you are his son, the heir to the Ming Dynasty, and the one who was chosen by this person. This kind of emotion affects the most serious people. 】
[Stupid people don’t know how to think. This is actually a kind of happiness. If you don’t think, you won’t suffer. And you, because you think too much, will feel more and more sad. 】
[Even though everyone thinks that you, the crown prince, are the most talented person in the Ming Dynasty and the only person qualified to inherit Hengjing's great cause, you still feel that you are not qualified. 】
Zhu Zhanji, the crown prince of Emperor Hengjing's dynasty, seemed to be prosperous, but in reality he was suffering.
The position of the crown prince is the foundation of the country. It is precisely because Emperor Hengjing's light is too dazzling that it makes his prince feel uneasy. Sometimes the sun is too dazzling and will burn others, and Zhu Zhanyi is the one closest to Emperor Hengjing. People with one sun are also the ones most susceptible to burns.
Alarm bells rang in Zhu Di's heart: "Is it possible that the fourth child wants to destroy his crown prince?"
This kind of thing is not without precedent, and it is Zhu Di's biological brother, his good eldest brother.
——Prince Yiwen, Zhu Biao.
Everyone, including Zhu Di, felt that Prince Zhu Biao was virtuous, kind, talented, and had strong political skills, and was the most suitable successor to Zhu Yuanzhang.
However, Zhu Benn himself did not necessarily think so.
He is very good, but there is someone better than him, and that is his father Zhu Yuanzhang.
Zhu Yuanzhang is like the sun, using his light to illuminate the Central Plains, which has been trampled by foreigners for hundreds of years. His political methods frightened everyone, and Zhu Biao also felt the pain because he was too close to this sun. The powerlessness of skin-cutting pain.
Even Zhu Di himself would feel scared when dreaming about Zhu Yuanzhang. He didn't know how heavy the pressure would be on his eldest brother Zhu Biao.
He still remembered that the last time he saw Zhu Biao, his eldest brother was no longer as confident and heroic as before. Instead, he was in a strange state that was difficult to describe in words, as if he was enveloped in a layer of gloomy emotions.
Although Zhu Di knew that Zhu Biao died of illness after visiting Xi'an, according to Zhu Di's guess, the reason why his eldest brother Zhu Biao died young had a lot to do with the huge pressure he was carrying.
Today, the prince Zhu Zhanyi of the Hengjing Dynasty is very similar to the prince Zhu Biao of the Hongwu Dynasty.
[The father rubbed his eyebrows and asked calmly: "Both countries, are you worried?"]
["Liangguang" is your nickname. Since you were established as the crown prince, your father will rarely call you by your nickname. He will only use this nickname when no one is around in private. 】
[You hesitated for a long time before answering: "Father, I feel that... I cannot afford the position of prince. I have let my father down."]
[Emperor Hengjing was silent for a while and asked: "Do you think I was hinting at something to you by asking Su Wu to abdicate just now?"]
[You quickly said: "I don't dare."]
["You think too much." The emperor sighed, "Both countries, you have been smart and mature since childhood. When children of the same age were still playing with clay figures, you had already begun to discuss the ideas of governing the country with Su Wu. Sometimes, Thinking too much is actually not a good thing. I can tell you clearly that in my heart, the only person who can inherit the Ming Dynasty is you. I have never thought about letting anyone else inherit the throne."]
[You said bitterly: "My father has three sons and one daughter. The second brother is brave and resourceful, similar to my father. The third brother is smart and polite, with a delicate heart. Even the eldest sister is a hero, a heroine, a general, and a minister among women. Incompetent, I let my father down."]
[Father is silent. You don’t know what your father is thinking. Perhaps in his eyes, you are just Adou who cannot be helped, weak and incompetent. 】
[Suddenly, there was a noise in the hall, and your father slapped you on the face. You covered your red and swollen face in confusion, stunned by the slap. 】
[In the meantime, my father picked up a barrier sword from the shelf nearby, moved his wrist slightly, and threw out the scabbard, exposing the long and narrow silver blade. Your father walked towards you with his sword expressionless. You were frightened and took a few steps back: "Father, father! I am your son. What does this mean? What is the crime of a son and minister? So angry!”]
[Although my father is an old man in his sixties, he still holds a long sword with the power of a veteran. His long beard moves slightly. You have no doubt that at this time, my father can still mount his horse to fight and slash the enemy with his sword. 】
[Father asked: "Are you serious about what you just said?"]
[You gritted your teeth, stopped retreating, spread your arms and said, "Father, if you want to kill me, then kill me. If your son disappoints you, he will die without any regrets if you are your father's killer." .”]
[However, you still didn’t wait for your father’s sharp blade in the end. 】
[My father caressed the blade of the sword gently and said leisurely: "With this sword, I can conquer Jigang, capture the King of Han, attack Mobei, destroy Jianzhou, go deep into Goryeo, reach Yingzhou, dominate the world, and be invincible... living up to the ambition of a man." !”]
[Father said: "I have doubted many people, but I have never doubted myself. If you don't even believe in yourself, how can you achieve great things!"]
[You were stunned for a moment and sighed: "The difficulty of life is like the endless river. Although you have the ambition to go east to the sea, the process is slow and the journey is difficult. However, the river water will always enter the sea, and the journey of life is Aspirations are often difficult to realize, which makes people resentful for the rest of their lives.”]
["If you don't do it, how do you know you're not good?" Father shouted, "The national fate of the Ming Dynasty rests on you, and the survival of tens of millions of people rests on you, Zhu Zhanji, you can't surrender without fighting!" ”]
[Father's sudden loud shout is like drinking your soul back from a deep dream. It clears your mind and wakes you up from your drowsiness. 】
[The father continued to ask: "Su Wen has been the general for a long time and has tens of thousands of soldiers of the Twelve Guards of Mobei. If I am here, the north will be at ease. If I am not here, how can you surrender to him?"]
[At this time, your confidence was restored by your father's loud shout just now, and you said boldly: "When I was thirteen years old, I fought with the British Duke General Zhang Fu. He mounted his horse and galloped on the battlefield without losing a single victory. He led fifty troops. Destroy Tamerlane forever? So what if Su Wen, the Duke of Mongolia, or the Twelve Guards of Mobei, I can pacify them with a snap of my fingers!"]
[The father asked again: "Su Wu is in charge of the six ministries and nine ministers of the cabinet. The officials in the capital respect him. If I are here, the officials in the capital will prostrate themselves. If I am not there, how can you surrender to him?"]
[You said: "Half of the officials in the DPRK were promoted by me. Looking at all the provinces and counties in the Ming Dynasty, the officials in the East Palace dominate the world. In terms of wisdom, foundation, and city government, I can't lose to anyone!"]
[The father smiled with relief and said: "In this case, why should I be afraid? I am very relieved that the prince has grown up. There is someone in this world who has been entrusted to me. I can sleep peacefully."]
Emperor Hengjing is not Emperor Yongle, and Zhu Gaojie does not have a simulator. He is taking an unprecedented path. He has created a huge empire. If you don’t want this empire to be a fleeting flash in the pan in the long history, you need to cultivate it yourself. A good heir.
Human life is so short. We want to accomplish infinite things in a limited time, but eventually turn into withered petals, floating in the wind.
Looking up, the sky is full of stars and rivers. I want to drink wine and invite the moon to get drunk together.
[In the middle of the 30th year of Hengjing, the prime minister Su Wu, who had been responsible for the life of the dynasty for 30 years, resigned from his positions as chief minister of the cabinet, censor of Zuodu, and minister of household affairs. He retained the title of crown prince and grand master and returned to his hometown in Fujian. He lived in seclusion and died well. He was posthumously given the posthumous title of Grand Master, Rong Guogong, and the posthumous title Wenzheng. 】
[At the beginning of the 31st year of Hengjing, Su Wen, the Duke of Meng, resigned from the post of general, returned military power to the emperor, returned to his hometown in Fujian, built a Duke's mansion in his hometown for retirement, and died a good death. After his death, he was named King of Mobei. . 】
[At the end of the 31st year of Hengjing, Lu Chaoyang, the commander of the Jinyiwei, resigned from his post and returned to his hometown in Guangxi, where he died a good death. This was also the only commander of the Jinyiwei who died a good death in the history. He reigned for forty years and was posthumously named Duke of Gui. , and was later granted the title of King of Lingchuan. 】
[The era of Hengjing has come to an end, but in the long history, there will always be a bright page left for Hengjing’s prosperous era. You are the witness of this era. 】
[You have witnessed a giant with your own eyes, holding up the sky with blood! 】
[Eternal as the moon, majestic as the sun, that giant is respected by future generations as Emperor Hengjing! 】
[The simulation of Zhu Zhanji’s random identity fragments ends. 】
Zhu Di was fascinated after reading this paragraph.
What he saw this time was a completely different King Qi than before, no, to be precise, he was Emperor Hengjing.
An old emperor, a young prince, the end of an era.
Emperor Hengjing, who has reached the end of his life, is controlling the progress of the Ming Dynasty with one hand, and is deducing the direction of the Ming Dynasty after his death with the other hand, calculating all the worldly events. At this time, he has long lost the rebelliousness of his youth, and can only be calm. and reason.
Zhu Di suddenly realized something and shouted at the top of his voice: "Little Chengzi, Tang Cheng, where the hell are you hiding? Get out of here!"
When Tang Cheng heard the emperor's voice, he rolled over and ran over, without any demeanor like a great eunuch: "I'm here, your majesty, what are your orders?"
Zhu Di put his hands on his hips and said: "Get ready, I'm going to see my great saint grandson!"
Tang Cheng was confused: "Is the Emperor going to Jiangxi?"
Upon hearing this, Mr. Tang thought that the good saint grandson was referring to Zhu Zhanji, the eldest son of the King of Gan. After all, Xie Jinjie's words "the good saint grandson can prosper for three generations" left a deep impression on people. When mentioning the good saint, Sun immediately thought of Zhu Zhanji, and when he mentioned Zhu Zhanji, he thought of Xie Jin, and when he thought of Xie Jin, he thought of playing board...
Zhu Di asked back: "Who said I was going to Jiangxi?"
Tang Cheng was a little confused: "Could it be that your Majesty is not talking about the Crown Prince of Gan?"
"What is the Crown Prince of Gan? I'm talking about the Crown Prince of Qi, Zhu Zhanji!"
Only then did Zhu Di come back to his senses, "Damn it, Jie Jin. This thief misunderstood me and almost harmed the Ming Dynasty to the emperor. Damn it, the more I think about it, the more angry I am. Where is Jie Jin now?"
Tang Cheng replied: "Uh... Xie Jin is still being held in Zhao Prison."
Zhu Di waved his hand: "Go and tell Lu Chaoyang, the Jinyi Guard, to give Xie Jin a twenty-pound blow!"
Tang Cheng lit an incense stick in his heart and mourned for the scholar Jie in Zhao Prison.
…
Jinyiwei North Town Fusi Yamen, Zhao Prison.
"What year is this eve? Oh, this eve is the fifteenth year of Yongle."
In the dark Zhao Prison, Jie Jin was lying on a muddy couch with a dry grass root in his mouth, passing the time in boredom, "I don't know if the prince has forgotten me, old Jie, but no one has told me." Just a sound, hey..."
Xie Xueshi is really miserable. He has been squatting in Zhao Prison for so many years and no one cares about him. There is nothing to kill time in Zhao Prison, which makes Xie Xue Xue very bored.
"Xie Xue Xue, is Xie Xue Xue still alive?"
Hearing the faint greetings coming from his ears, Xie Jin jumped up from the couch: "Xie is here."
"Oh, it's great that you are still alive, Scholar Xie."
The man opened the chain on the prison door and walked in. Jie Jin took a closer look and saw that he was still an acquaintance: "Mr. Lu?"
The visitor was none other than Lu Chaoyang, and Xie Jin was an acquaintance. After all, Lu Chaoyang had also stayed in Zhao Prison during the Ji Gang conspiracy case, and Mr. Xie Jin was a fellow inmate.
It's just that Lu Chaoyang didn't have the ability to jail Jin. He was released after only a few months in jail, and Xie Jin's jail time was counted in years. This ability in jail is really admirable.
Zhao Prison was under the management of Lu Chaoyang, so after Lao Lu was released from prison, he took good care of the inmate Xie Jin. At least Mr. Xie would no longer have maggots in his daily diet, and even occasionally there would be a sage book Cultivation of sentiment.
Jie Jin rubbed his hands expectantly: "Mr. Lu, are you here to deliver books this time? I can recite Mr. Yang Xiong's book by heart last time. I wonder which scholar's book it is this time?"
Lu Chaoyang muttered: "Xie Xie, what I am sending you this time is His Majesty's decree. Let me give you twenty blows."
Jie Jin was dumbfounded: "Again? It's not over?"
Why does His Majesty the Emperor want to hit me when he thinks of me, Jie Jin?
You can tell me if you want my life, but please don't torture me!
(End of chapter)
