Tang Xie's sad voice sounded outside Qianqing Palace.
Duke Xin of the Ming Dynasty passed away.
Finally it reached the emperor's palace.
Sun Gou'er held a few pieces of dry clothes in his hands, led two young chamberlains carrying food boxes of ginger soup to dispel cold and dampness, and arrived at the entrance of the palace with the sound of footsteps.
Ming Dynasty officially moved from one era to another new era.
On the corridor outside the emperor's palace, raindrops fell in series from the eaves, hitting the gold bricks in the palace with a crashing sound, making different syllables and forming a sad music.
The sound of rain.
Only the sound of rain.
In the Qianqing Palace, only the sound of the continuous rain echoed continuously.
Zhu Yunxi stopped Sun Gou'er's move to come forward and give him clothes, silently looked at Tang Xie who was kneeling in front of the palace door, and raised his eyes to look at the palace that was dark because of the rain.
"Your mind is a little uncertain today, like a stinky chess piece."
Zhu Yuanzhang, who laid out the dragon and began to strangle the prince, held the black piece above the chessboard with a smile on his face. Once this hand fell, the outcome of the game would be determined.
Zhu Biao frowned and couldn't relax for a long time. He shook his head and whispered, "Maybe it's the autumn rain today that disturbed my thoughts."
Zhu Yuanzhang blinked, but he made no move after all, seeming to be thinking about other things.
At this moment, shouts from outside the palace had also been heard.
"..."
"... Duke Xinguo passed away a few days ago..."
Tang Xie's mourning sound floated into the palace.
Clang.
Zhu Yuanzhang's hand holding the piece trembled slightly, and the piece fell and hit the ground with a crisp sound.
"Soup……"
Zhu Biao's face tightened, and he quickly stood up and went to the old man's side, reaching out to hold the old man's arms and shoulders.
"Brother Tang..."
Zhu Yuanzhang's face was full of hesitation, but his eyes were constantly showing grief, and his arms turned tremblingly to grasp the prince's palm.
He turned his head and raised his head, looked at Zhu Biao, and said as if begging: "Mr. Xin Guo... Gong Xin Guo! Is it him?"
Zhu Biao's face was full of sorrow at this moment and he nodded silently.
He is the eldest son of the clan. He grew up in front of the founding heroes of the country. He later married a wife and had children, and lived in Yingtian for a long time to supervise the government affairs of the country. He is naturally proud of these heroes who laid the foundation for the Ming Dynasty for the Zhu family. Incredibly familiar and deeply emotional.
Zhu Yuanzhang grabbed the prince and staggered several times before standing up. He took a deep breath, closed his eyes slightly, and exhaled the turbid air in his chest for a long time.
"Brother Tang brought me into the team, and he has become your in-laws in the past few years. Last year, I asked him to return to Beijing because I was worried about when he would die. After thinking about it, I just thought that we would not be able to see each other again, and we would have to live longer. Year……"
Zhu Yuanzhang's face was full of regret and reluctance, and his eyes were slightly red.
Zhu Biao sighed softly: "People can't be resurrected after death. Duke Xin, who has passed away since ancient times, also passed away. My father must put the dragon body as the most important thing. Don't be too sad or worried."
"That's the fourth child of Brother Tang's family, right..." Zhu Yuanzhang didn't listen to the prince's advice, raised his head and looked towards the palace door, and whispered: "When Brother Xi got married, the fourth child came here. Last year Tang When the eldest brother entered the capital, he was accompanied by the fourth child."
Zhu Biao did not quite remember who the person who announced the funeral just outside the palace was, but what the old man said was correct.
He nodded: "I think it should be him."
"it's him!"
Zhu Yuanzhang said with great certainty, his eyes were solemn and he swept away the sadness in his eyes.
Under Zhu Biao's gaze, Zhu Yuanzhang slowly straightened up, raised his chest, and pushed the prince's arm away with his palm.
"I'm going to see him."
Zhu Biao's face became anxious and he whispered: "Father..."
"It doesn't matter!"
Zhu Yuanzhang shouted loudly, and regardless of the prince's worries, he stepped out and walked out of the palace.
In front of the palace door.
Tang Xie knelt on the ground for a long time and walked out of Xi'an Gate.
When he walked to Qianqing Palace, the rainwater was all over his body, and now there was a pool of water stains on the gold bricks under him.
Zhu Yunxi, who was behind him, kept frowning slightly, thinking about how old these founding heroes of the Ming Dynasty are now and how many years they have to live.
The Ming Dynasty came out of the troubled times of the Yuan Dynasty. At that time, the old man who occupied Yingtian City followed the principle of accumulating grain and becoming king slowly, conquering east and west, moving around the Jianghuai area.
After finding every opportunity, they occupied the Central Plains with a force that was not the strongest at the time, until they drove Qian Yuan outside the Great Wall.
Now the Ming Dynasty has been in existence for twenty-eight years, and countless veterans and generals in the army have reached the final stage of their lives.
What's the next step for Ming Dynasty? Where should it go?
Zhu Yunxi felt that there was no way forward for him to learn from.
Fortunately, the establishment of Jiangwutang is playing the role originally envisioned.
The Ming army that conquered the Ming Dynasty will maintain its current combat power in the visible timeline and deter all parties.
"Tell me, what was it like when Brother Tang left?"
Suddenly, Zhu Yuanzhang's voice came to Zhu Yunxi's ears.
Zhu Yunxi's eyes moved, and he raised his eyes to look at the old man who was standing behind the palace door with his hands behind his back.
Beside the old man was Zhu Biao with a sad face.
"His Majesty!"
"Father..."
"Father, he..."
Tang Xie looked at the emperor who had arrived in front of him in person, and finally couldn't bear it anymore. He knelt on the ground with a cry and a roar, his shoulders trembling uncontrollably.
Why……
Zhu Yuanzhang sighed softly, stepped across the threshold, and arrived in front of Tang Xie.
The emperor slowly knelt down, reached out and patted Tang Xie's wet shoulders and back gently.
"Hey..." Zhu Yuanzhang sighed again: "How can I not know the pain of losing a father?"
Zhu Biao coughed slightly from behind, stepped out of the palace, looked at Zhu Yunxi and the other three, and expressed his gaze.
Zhu Gaochi immediately brought Zhu Shangbing forward and reached Tang Xie's side. The two of them stretched out their hands to help Tang Xie up.
"If you're covered in rain, you'd better change into clean clothes first. Don't let the cold air attack you or get caught in the wind and cold."
Zhu Biao's eyes were a little sad, and he looked at Tang Xie and said a few words of persuasion.
Seeing that Sun Gouer next to him had already taken his clothes and came over, he waved.
Sun Gou'er immediately stepped forward and said, "Sanqi, please follow the old slave to change clothes."
Tang Xie, who had cried for a while, let Sun Gou'er and others help him down.
Wait for Tang Xie to leave.
Zhu Yuanzhang just stood up with his hands on his knees.
He looked at his grandchildren in front of him. The three of them were all wet and dripping with rain. He sighed and shook his head: "Thank you for your hard work."
"Grandpa, think less, don't worry, don't mourn."
Zhu Yunxi stepped forward and persuaded in a low voice.
Zhu Yuanzhang waved his hand, stepped forward to look through Zhu Yunxi's chest, and pinched the corners of his robe. Then he turned over and pinched Zhu Gaochi and Zhu Shangbing one by one.
"Go and change your clothes before we talk."
The old man didn't give the three of them a chance. He already called the maids from Qianqing Palace and led the three of them to change clothes.
Wait until everyone is settled to change into clean clothes.
Zhu Yuanzhang put his hands on his hips and looked out at the rainy day outside the corridor.
"Prince."
Zhu Biao stepped forward in a hurry: "My son is here."
Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes flickered: "How many people are there in Huaiyou now?"
Zhu Biao hesitated for a moment.
After a while, he finally said: "Half of them are still there..."
"Only half of them..." Zhu Yuanzhang sighed, suddenly feeling a little tired of the rain in front of him, turned around and walked towards the palace, while saying: "Of those half, how many died in my hands?" .”
"Father!" Zhu Biao shouted quickly, his eyebrows tightened and his eyes showed worry.
I'm afraid the old man is feeling worried today because Duke Xinguo passed away.
Duke Xin Guo passed away at a very young age, and the old man was only born two years later than Duke Xin Guo. Now that he is worried about his death, it is really easy for something to happen.
"This year is already the twenty-eighth year of Hongwu."
Entering the palace, Zhu Yuanzhang murmured to himself in a low voice, saying in a quiet voice: "Forty-three years have passed, more than half of my life has passed, and today I know the hatred of Emperor Qin."
Zhu Biao couldn't help but feel a sinking feeling in his heart.
What is the hatred of Emperor Qin?
It was difficult to live forever, and in the end he died on the way east in search of immortality.
The great Qin Empire that ended the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period fell apart in an instant, and the world was once again in chaos.
Could it be that the old man also has thoughts of seeking immortality?
Zhu Biao felt anxious in his heart, fearing that his old man would have such ridiculous thoughts because of the news that Duke Xin had passed away.
Zhu Yuanzhang snorted and sneered: "Your father never thought about immortality. I can do what Emperor Qin couldn't do? If I could do it, your grandfather and the others wouldn't have died so miserably!"
[In view of the general environment,
Zhu Biao laughed twice, bowed and said, "Father is wise."
Zhu Yuanzhang waved his hands dissatisfied and sat down casually, with a worried look on his brows: "Brother Tang is gone, but the things behind him have to be taken care of. The court cannot humiliate the heroes, nor can it chill the hearts of the heroes."
Zhu Biao sighed in a low voice: "The boss of Duke Xinguo's family left early, and the following sons and daughters also seemed to be in poor health. The Imperial Court ordered the Ministry of Etiquette to take care of the funeral of Duke Xinguo. But the title... "
"Everything is going well with the family! If one family is not at peace, how can the world be at peace?" Zhu Yuanzhang's tone immediately darkened, and his eyes showed a cold light: "At this time, who dares to gossip, talk nonsense, mess up the title, and will be severely punished!"
After sweeping away the sadness of Tang He's death, the emperor's reason and dignity returned.
Zhu Biao bowed and clasped his fists: "I know that I will keep an eye on the Clan's Mansion and the Ministry of Rites to arrange the matter of seizing the title."
Zhu Yuanzhang nodded, leaned back on the chair a little tiredly, squinted his eyes slightly, and whispered: "I want to explain the truth to Tang Li."
Afterwards, the old man seemed to be tired and fell asleep.
Zhu Biao's eyes flashed a few times.
Obviously, the old man has decided that the rules of succession for the first eldest son to be the eldest son must be strictly enforced.
Although Tang Li now works as an errand in the Governor's Mansion and is in charge of the troops of the Governor's Mansion of the Fifth Army, he is only a concubine of Duke Xinguo's Mansion.
What truth does Yao and Tangli explain?
Naturally, there is a distinction between concubines and concubines.
The title of Duke Xin will eventually fall on the legitimate sons and grandsons of the Tang family, and has nothing to do with Tang Li.
Zhu Biao found it a bit tricky.
The eldest son of the Tang family, Tang Ding, left early. After Hongwu pacified Yunnan in the 23rd year, he died of illness on his way back to Beijing, leaving behind a son, Tang Cheng.
It's just that Tang Cheng has always been weak and has been raised in Duke Xinguo's mansion in Fengyang City.
Is it necessary for the imperial court to arrange for Duke Xin and his family to seize the title twice in a short period of time?
Then the second son of the Tang family became the best candidate.
Tang Fu, the second eldest son of the Tang family, is now the guard and governor of Taiyuan, and has four sons. No matter what, if the title of Duke of Xin falls on Tang Fu, it can ensure that the succession of the title will be orderly and will not be cut off.
In the palace, the emperor took a rest in worry.
The prince is worried about the succession of the Duke of Ming Dynasty.
After a cup of tea.
Zhu Yunxi and others, who had put on clean clothes, entered the palace.
Also coming over was Tang Xie, who had changed his clothes but still had the sad look on his face.
The footsteps of the four of them were very light.
But Zhu Yuanzhang still slowly opened his eyes.
He looked at Tang Xie, whose face was somewhat similar to Tang He's, nodded and said, "You have the charm of Mr. Tang."
Tang Xie's face twitched twice, and he bowed and said: "Your Majesty has great love, my lord..."
"That's all.
Zhu Yuanzhang waved his hand and turned to ask: "When Duke Xin left, what last words did he leave behind?"
Tang Xie clasped his fists and his expression perked up: "Reporting to Your Majesty, before my father passed away, he sat up on the bed and said he would pick up a knife and wear armor."
"Yan Pijia..."
Zhu Yuanzhang opened his eyes, but sadness filled them again: "Ding Chen is brave!"
Zhu Yunxi, who was listening quietly on the side, also sighed greatly in his heart.
Tang He, the Duke of Xin Guo, who was lying on the bed after a long illness, was able to sit up and call for armor at the last moment of his life.
Zhu Biao said, "What happens next?"
Tang Xie recalled and said: "I and my family did not dare to disobey, so I and my brothers personally carried my father to the front hall. The servants brought the war sword that my father had been assigned to the marquis for the fifth year of Hongwu and the old Zhan armor.
My mother and my sisters dressed my father in clothes and armor. At the end of the day, my father's energy and blood were full, and the ministers seemed to have caught a glimpse of my father leading the army on an expedition in the past.
My father sat down on the general's chair with a sword in hand, facing north and south, looking at the sky in the distance. "
Zhu Yuanzhang slowly fell silent, his eyelids sank, and his expression was filled with sadness.
Zhu Biao's eyes were also flickering, and he was touched by Tang He, the Duke of Xin who still wore armor and held a knife when he was dying.
"My husband is loyal and brave to the country, which is my great fortune in the Ming Dynasty!" Zhu Yunxi said loudly.
Zhu Shangbing sighed: "Young Master is a role model for our generation."
Tang Xie lamented: "Before my father passed away, a tiger roared, asking him if he was strong and good. He said that he wanted to fight for the Ming Dynasty for another forty years. The ministers echoed, saying that my father was strong and heroic, and he bravely passed down the three armies.
My father thought about it again, but before he finished speaking, he already..."
"Tang Dingchen is so majestic!"
Zhu Yuanzhang slapped the armrest and shouted loudly.
Zhu Biao asked from the side: "Does Duke Xin have any unfulfilled wishes?"
Tang Xie was stunned for a moment and then spoke hesitantly: "When my father was dying, he hoped to join the Yingtian Face Saint again and fight for another forty years. Other than that, he has no last wishes."
"Dingchen..."
Zhu Yuanzhang's lips moved slightly and he shouted softly. He couldn't help but turn his head sideways to hide the grief he showed.
Several people in the hall lamented silently.
The legacy left by Xin Guogong Tanghe when he died was enough to make everyone who heard it lament and feel sad.
Zhu Yunxi sighed softly, took a step forward, and raised his arms.
"Believe in the Duke of the country, be loyal to the country, act respectfully and prudently, keep secrets in military aircraft, be kind to your neighbors, and be loyal to your Majesty. Those last words, so majestic! So majestic! It can be known to the world, and it can inspire the hearts of the world.
My grandson thought that the imperial court should build mausoleums for meritorious officials in Zhongshan, and bury them after their deaths to show their kindness and honor. They should also dig holes in the capital to protect them in life and death.
The soldiers who died in hundreds of battles in the army are buried together in the Zhongshan Meritorious Mausoleum. They serve as generals and commanders to bless our Ming Dynasty and show our emperor's kindness. "
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