Aqi: "..."
This is really embarrassing.
Zhu Gaojie raised his eyebrows and asked, "How about I pretend to sleep for a while?"
A Qi: "Do you want to hear this for yourself?"
What do you mean by pretending to sleep for a while? You have heard everything that should be heard and shouldn't be heard. Is there any use in pretending to sleep now?
She hesitated to speak, and memories flashed through her mind quickly. When she came back to her senses, she found that Zhu Gaojie had already closed his eyes, lying on the chair and snoring.
A Qi was a little surprised and doubtful, a little doubting whether the other party was really asleep.
With this guy's character, it is very likely that he will pretend to be asleep again.
But after repeated confirmation, she found that Zhu Gaojie was really asleep.
He was indeed too tired.
After correcting state affairs every day until the end of Zi Shi, I would wake up at the beginning of Yin Shi and continue working diligently. I only slept for about one and a half hours every day, and the rest of the time was busy with state affairs. This sleeping habit has lasted for more than half a year. He often cannot spare time for half a month or even a month to go back to the East Palace to spend time with his wife and children.
"Meow~"
A Qi looked sideways and saw a big snow-white cat lying on the eucalyptus platform. He stretched out lazily and stretched out his paws after seeing A Qi's gaze, as if to say hello.
This big cat was a pet given to Zhu Gaojie by Duke Cheng Guojia. It was named "Shuang'er" because it was completely white with no trace of black in it. It was very favored by Zhu Gaojia. He usually kept it in the Wenhua Palace. It was neither noisy nor fussy, but a little bit a bit irritating. Clingy.
Compared to the Crown Princess, it was obvious that the big cat kept in the Wenhua Palace stayed with Zhu Gaojie for a longer period of time.
…
Zhu Di opened his eyes in a daze, feeling a splitting headache and a feeling of being torn apart by the storm.
When he opened his eyes, he felt like the world was spinning, as if the whole world had collapsed. But the familiar decorations around him seemed to recall something: "This, is this the Qianqing Palace?"
"No, no, I always feel like something is wrong..."
"Ah, I think about it, this should be... Nanjing's Qianqing Palace?"
The Beijing Imperial Palace was built according to the blueprint of the Nanjing Imperial Palace. However, the war during the Jingnan War caused too many palaces in the Nanjing Imperial Palace to be destroyed and suffered damage of varying sizes. In addition to the Fengxian Hall and Wuying Hall, which enshrine ancestor tablets and portraits, has been maintained, the remaining buildings bear the scars of the war.
But now Zhu Di immediately recognized this strange yet familiar palace.
He was a little confused: "Why are I in Nanjing?"
"Is it possible that there is an evil spirit at work?"
Zhu Di was fascinated by the lake, and seemed to see a familiar figure sitting in front of the bronze mirror dressing up. It was vaguely hazy, but this figure almost made him stop breathing.
He stood up shakily, picked up the copper lamp beside the couch, used the weak light to illuminate the field of vision in front of him, and slowly walked towards the back. Perhaps because he was too weak, every step he took felt very difficult, but he still moved forward until he reached behind the man.
Zhu Di looked at the figure reflected in the bronze mirror, but it was a young woman who was dressing up. She had a phoenix crown and a hazel skirt, a blue silk shawl, eyebrows as light as smoke, apricot eyes shining, and a white skin with a hint of pink, as if she could squeeze out water. Dignified and graceful, luxurious and gentle.
This was the woman he had dreamed of meeting.
His Majesty the Emperor's throat moved slightly, and for a moment the countless longings and joys in his heart were all turned into a flat sentence: "Queen, you have come back to see me."
Whether this was a dream or a fantasy, it no longer mattered when Zhu Di saw this woman.
Just being able to see her is enough.
The Queen bowed slightly and saluted, and asked gently: "Your Majesty, we haven't seen you for many years, have you ever missed me?"
"I miss you, I miss you all the time."
Zhu Di looked at the person in the mirror and sighed, "It's a pity that time has changed and things have changed."
In the bronze mirror, the queen is still in her prime and beautiful. But Zhu Di already had white hair, his face was full of wrinkles, and he was old.
The twilight general formed a sharp contrast with the young beauty, like an insurmountable gap separating the two. Although there was only half a step between them, it was like a chasm. Everything was a phantom on the foam. It shatters when touched.
Zhu Di said softly: "No matter what, it's great to see you."
The queen turned to ask: "Your Majesty, how is the country?"
Zhu Di replied: "The mountains and rivers were prosperous, the country was prosperous, and the dynasty was prosperous."
The queen nodded happily: "I know that your majesty, a heroic warrior, will be able to lead the Ming Dynasty into a prosperous world through the ages. In this way, I will die without regrets."
Zhu Di felt a little embarrassed: "Queen, maybe you said the wrong thing?"
The Queen frowned slightly: "What do you mean by your Majesty's words?"
Zhu Di touched the tip of his nose and said: "This prosperous era of the Ming Dynasty is not due to me alone, but more to the contribution of Xiao Si. Now he is the prince of the Ming Dynasty. I no longer have to go to the expedition in person. He has done it for me." He has fought all the battles and is more capable than me. He is also far better than me in governing the country, and he has become an emperor."
Although men all like to hear their beloved women praise them, he is no exception, but Zhu Di really can't bear to take credit for his son's achievements, even verbally.
Although today's Ming Dynasty is in the Yongle era, no one knows better than Zhu Di how this Yongle era came about.
Before Zhu Gaojie came to power, the Ming Dynasty was so poor that it gave people a sense of poverty. Although it has never been timid in foreign wars, internal conflicts have begun to intensify. Firstly, the national treasury is poor, secondly, there are serious party disputes, and thirdly, official governance is corrupt. The so-called prosperous age is nothing more than a prosperous age with unconstrained powers.
It was Zhu Gaojie who conquered the south and the north, expanded his territory, solved the constraints of foreign wars, and established the authority of the emperor. Through the discovery of silver mountains in Yingzhou, the crisis of the treasury warning was temporarily calmed. Then we gradually reformed the tax system, reformed the official administration, and used the three northeastern provinces as the basis to send talents to the Ming Dynasty. We continued to build the Chinese Academy of Literature to assimilate the foreign races. We first established the Tax Supervisory Academy and then the Civil and Military Academy. Only then did we have a rich national treasury, clear official administration, and a vast territory. , cultural renaissance, a new look of the heyday.
Today's prosperous age of Yongle is actually just the prosperous age of Zhu Gaojie alone.
Zhu Gaojie stayed up all night in the Wenhua Hall, busy with state affairs all day long, and doing his best to govern and prosper the country. But Zhu Di was lying down in the palace, enjoying his leisure time.
This really disturbed his conscience. How dare he steal his son's achievements?
The queen smiled sweetly, as soft as spring water, pure and refined, and said calmly: "Xiaosi, has that weak-tempered little boy in Prince Yan's palace back then grown into a man who can protect the dynasty?"
Zhu Di's forehead was dripping with sweat: "Queen, I don't want to refute you, but when you describe Xiaosi, using the word "weak personality" is too exaggerated, isn't it? "
Do you think Zhu Xiaosi has a weak character?
Conquer the Jurchens, kill tens of thousands of people to build the capital, and burn hundreds of tribes to the ground!
Conquer North Korea, use conspiracy and tricks to cause civil strife in North Korea, and create mountains of corpses and seas of blood in the royal city!
Conquer the Japanese country, chase and kill all the Japanese army, and kill both the shogunate and the Japanese royal family with one order!
Conquer Annan, set fire to the mountains, take no prisoners, and leave more than 100,000 people alive!
At a time when the world was slaughtering people, Zhu Gaojie, who was famous for his "violence, cruelty, and cold-blooded ferocity," would have been dubbed the title "Zhu Gaojie" if he had not administered benevolent policies to the common people, allowing them to straighten their backs, eat well and wear good clothes, control public opinion, and appease the people's hearts. The name "tyrant"!
The queen whispered softly: "When I left, the children were still young, and I failed to fulfill my responsibilities as a mother. I was especially ashamed of my mistress. At that time, my mistress was only sixteen or seventeen years old, so I passed away. I think he must have been very sad at that time, after all, this child has been filial since he was a child."
Zhu Di nodded: "After you left, Xiao Si began to grow a short beard to honor his mother. This child didn't say anything, but he was always thinking of you in his heart."
There was a thin layer of mist on the queen's eyes, and she said in a quiet voice: "Your Majesty, I can't accompany you, and I can't accompany my mistress anymore. People can't always live in the thoughts of the past, and neither can you.
It’s time to wake up, Daming, I can’t lose you. "
Zhu Di's heart thumped, and he asked uneasily, "Why did the Queen say this? What do you mean?"
The sky outside the window is brilliant, the sun is rising, and the bright red clouds are fluttering above the pavilions and palaces, like five colorful ribbons flying and swaying, forming a bridge to the upper world.
The queen glanced at the sky outside the window and sighed quietly: "Your Majesty, it's time for me to leave. You still have to walk the road ahead."
Her body gradually darkened, like the falling stars in the night sky. Although they were gorgeous, they would eventually burn out. As time goes by, it falls apart bit by bit.
Zhu Di was shocked and angry. He wanted to hold the queen's hand and refused to let his lover leave: "Queen, I order you, you are not allowed to go anywhere!"
There was fear, reluctance, shock, anger, and uneasiness in his voice...
I finally saw the person I wanted to see the most, but I couldn't keep him. This is undoubtedly the saddest thing in the world.
Zhu Di held the queen's hand, but he only held the phantom of a memory, passing through the queen's skin, as if nothing existed in front of him and everything was his reverie.
Before the queen's figure completely disappeared, her red lips raised slightly, and she said with a gentle smile: "Your Majesty, I am leaving. You must take good care of Xiaosi and our son..."
Her voice gradually became weaker, and Zhu Di roared: "I promise you that I will take good care of Xiaosi and our son!"
"Stop, stay with me, don't leave!"
However, the queen left after all, leaving only the emperor with tears streaming down his face, alone in the phantom of sadness.
When people leave the building, it’s time to wake up from their dreams.
The emperor cannot be immersed in illusions. He is destined to be the loneliest person and win the most ruthless reality struggle.
…
Zhu Di suddenly opened his eyes and gasped for air.
He looked around in panic. He was lying on the hospital bed, and the air was filled with the smell of medicinal herbs.
"Your Majesty, you're awake!"
Tang Cheng knelt down in front of the dragon couch in surprise, "Your Majesty is a man destined by fate. He will be immune to disasters and will live a long life. Long live my emperor!"
Zhu Di's back was soaked with sweat. He looked around and saw that he was not in Nanjing, but in the Qianqing Palace in Beijing.
And the queen seemed to have never come back.
Everything was just a dream he had.
His mood sank to the bottom, but he quickly recovered.
The queen had warned him in her dream that he was the emperor of the Ming Dynasty and the father of Xiao Si. He should cheer up and regroup!
After all...he doesn't have much time left. In this last time, he has to finish all the things behind him.
Zhu Di rubbed the painful brow, feeling exhausted and unprecedentedly weak. Then he remembered that he seemed to have been whipped directly before, and then fell unconscious.
He asked softly: "How long have I been unconscious?"
Tang Cheng said: "Your Majesty, you have been sleeping for a whole month."
