As the saying goes: A dragon begets a dragon, a phoenix begets a phoenix, and a mouse begets a burrow. The ancients have always attached great importance to one's family background, and one's family background cannot be ignored simply by saying "Princes, generals, prime ministers, and prime ministers have the right kind".
Before the unification of Qin, the country was a game between nobles. It is difficult for a commoner without a good background to ascend to the national stage, let alone become a prince.
After Chen Sheng and Wu Guang, nothing changed much. It is nothing more than creating a birthplace or recognizing a birthplace for those who have no birthplace, just like Li Shimin needs to recognize Lao Tzu as his ancestor.
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"Old...Governor...Master, what...did you just say...?" At this moment, Wang Jingzhong asked with disbelief on his face and he was so nervous that he stuttered.
Not only Wang Jingzhong, but also Zhang Rui did not expect Zhu Dachang to say this suddenly. At this moment, Zhang Ruizheng was watching Zhu Dachang quietly.
"I mean, I am the 17th generation grandson of Emperor Taizu of the Ming Dynasty. Please help me add it when I read the name of the officiant later." Zhu Dachang said with a natural expression without any hesitation or fear.
Zhu Dachang's voice was not loud, but for the officials standing in the front row who could hear Zhu Dachang's words, the shock brought by these words was no less than the feeling of experiencing a major earthquake.
"Master Guan, did I hallucinate just now? Or did I hear something wrong? The old master said he was a descendant of the former Ming Dynasty royal family?" Shi Wanghao, head of the Nanjing Household Department, asked Guan Renli with a shocked face. road.
"Master Shi, I think you heard it right, and I heard it right too. The old man said that he is the seventeenth generation grandson of Emperor Taizu of the Ming Dynasty." Guan Renli also turned his head and looked at Shi Wanghao in disbelief and replied.
After a moment of silence, there was a burst of whispering, and the news spread all of a sudden.
"If what the old abbot said is true, that would be great. If the King of Han is really the eighteenth grandson of the former Ming Emperor, then what reason do the sour Confucians in the north who have always looked down upon the King of Han have to continue hiding in the Tartars? Be an official in the imperial court."
"If those dogs in Beikong hadn't always slandered the King of Han as a bastard, they were destined to be incapable of success without family background. Now let's see how those bitter scholars in the north can still slander the King of Han." At this time, Chief of Staff Wang Kaiyuan was silently thinking about what to do. It is a matter of confirming that the King of Han is a descendant of the royal family of the former Ming Dynasty.
"Dad, what are you talking about? How can we, ordinary people, be the heirs of the Ming Dynasty royal family?" After hearing this, Zhu Zhangyi could no longer hold back and stepped forward to ask Zhu Dachang.
"Zhang Zhang, dad is not talking nonsense. Our family is indeed descended from the imperial family of the former Ming Dynasty." Zhu Dachang looked at Zhu Zhang Zhang who came up and said apologetically.
At this time, Zhu Dachang could completely understand Zhu Yiyi's impatience. Yes, being a descendant of the former Ming Dynasty is indeed a help to Zhang Rui, but it may not be a good thing for his son. Under the manipulation of some people with a purpose, it may even lead to his death. disaster.
To oppose the Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty, to oppose the Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty. This slogan has been shouted for hundreds of years, but there is really no one that can actually achieve anything.
Now Zhang Rui has conquered half of the country with his own efforts, but Zhang Rui is only a grandson after all, not a grandson of the royal family. Anyone who knows anything knows that Zhang Rui can't talk about restoring his Ming Dynasty, and he has never shouted against the Qing Dynasty since the uprising. The slogan of regaining sight. The biggest fear is that there are ignorant fools who still insist on regaining their sight. Where will that lead to Zhu Yiyi?
The threat of imperial power has always been cruel, and Zhu Dachang had to be afraid.
If Zhu Dachang's family was originally a commoner's family, and relying on Zhu Yiyi's relationship as Zhang Rui's uncle, then Zhu Yiyi's future would be limitless. However, if Zhu Zhangyi becomes an imperial descendant of the former Ming Dynasty, then everything about him will depend on Zhang Rui's magnanimity. This is why Zhu Dachang has always been hesitant.
However, the world has been suffering for a long time.
The Qing Dynasty regarded the people as pigs and dogs, and Zhang Rui's appearance became the hope that most people who were extremely dissatisfied with the Qing Dynasty could see. That's why Zhu Dachang would rather risk his life to speak out and help him. Whether it is to compensate his miserable daughter or the people of the world. Zhu Dachang felt that he should not be so selfish.
At the same time, Zhu Dachang was also betting on Zhang Rui's character. He believed that the grandson he saw had a trace of kindness and would not treat his grandfather like his uncle. After all, his own family is really not a threat to him.
"You said that we are descendants of the former Ming Dynasty royal family, then which prince are we descendants of?" Zhu Zhangyi asked.
Yes, which prince's descendant? What Zhu Zhangyi asked was very important, and everyone was waiting with bated breath for Zhu Dachang's answer.
At this time, the beating of gongs, drums and suonas also stopped.
A breeze blew by, and there was silence in front of the mausoleum. Everything seemed not that important, and the world seemed to be waiting for Zhu Dachang's reply.
"We are descendants of Emperor Lie..." Zhu Dachang said softly.
"Emperor Lie?...Is he Emperor Chongzhen?" Zhu Zhangzhang asked after thinking for a moment.
"Yes." Zhu Dachang nodded and replied naturally.
"Impossible. Everyone knows that Emperor Chongzhen has no descendants left. Not to mention that he had the Manchus kill the crown prince and Prince Ding early in the morning. Even King Yong, who had been absconding until he was seventy-five years old, was found by Kangxi and his whole family was beheaded in public. . How can we be the descendants of Emperor Chongzhen?" Zhu Zhangzhang asked unceremoniously.
"Uh-huh…"
Although many people did not want to believe it, they had to nod in agreement with Zhu Zhangyi's words.
It is well known to everyone that the Manchu Qing Dynasty used the name of the false prince to kill Emperor Chongzhen's heirs.
"Old Guozhang, you said it's not good for you to make someone up. You have to make it up to be a descendant of Emperor Chongzhen. Even if you make up an unknown prince, we can help you get it back!" Wang Kaiyuan couldn't help but said with regret.
"No, we are the descendants of the then crown prince Zhu Cixiang, who was later Emperor Mourning." Zhu Dachang replied firmly.
"Dad, as I just said, Zhu Cihong asked Dorgon to kill him in the name of the false prince as early as the Shunzhi period of the Qing Dynasty. At that time, many officials in the capital knew Zhu Cihong and knew that he was the real prince. So how can any descendants of Zhu Cixi be passed down?" Zhu Zhangzhang said.
Yes, everyone knows this. Although no one said it publicly, it was spread privately, and no one had heard that Zhu Cixiang had an heir. Even Zhu Cixi's crown prince Ning Fei was captured by Wu Sangui and presented to Dorgon. She died when she was nineteen years old.
So, how could Zhu Cixi have any descendants?
The old man seems to be old and talking nonsense...
Well, it seems...
"No, you don't know, just because there are still some things you don't know..." Zhu Dachang replied.
