"Second uncle, are you stupid?" Zhu Gaoxu chuckled, but showed no mercy on his hands.
Zhu Zhanji couldn't stand still and kept smiling, "I'm stupid, I'm stupid..."
The most embarrassing thing in the world is to be caught speaking ill of someone behind their back. Zhu Zhanji was ashamed and angry, and glared at Li Qing angrily.
He has never seen such a dog!
Li Qing spread his hands innocently: "Let me tell you, your second uncle is not that kind of person. Look how close he is to you!"
"..." Zhu Zhanji gritted his teeth and squeezed out: "It's a miracle that you can live this long."
"Why are you talking?"
"I'm just saying..." Zhu Zhan was basically strong-willed, but as soon as he spoke, he suddenly felt something was wrong. His angry face froze, and his head turned to the side inch by inch, and he saw a dark old face, "Grandpa, grandpa..."
Zhu Gaoxu took the opportunity to attack, "Father, this kid is cursing Li Qing on the surface, but in fact he has bad intentions. Only Li Qing can cure the mother's illness. Why do you think he is at ease?"
"Grandpa, I'm not..." Zhu Zhanji was about to cry, but Zhu Di didn't give him a chance to explain, "Get out..."
Zhu Zhanji felt extremely wronged, but he did not dare to disobey, so he rolled away.
Today he has truly seen what it means to be dangerous in people's hearts.
The little bastard also has this day... Zhu Gaoxu suppressed the pride in his heart and saluted, "My son, I pay homage to my father."
"No need." Zhu Di waved his hand and pulled him towards Xu Miaoyun in the distance.
Li Qing did not follow, and continued to admire the flowers out of boredom.
When the whole family gets together, he can't fit in.
~
"Father, my son is being bullied." Zhu Zhanji looked angry.
"Who dares to bully you?" Xiaopang put down the memorial in his hand, then picked up another letter and read it, "You are more patient than me, and you are your grandfather's sweetheart."
"Second uncle." Zhu Zhanji hummed, "And Li Qing."
He told Li Qing's dog in detail, and Xiaopang laughed loudly after hearing it. "He's like this. Your grandfather was tricked by him, let alone you. How big of a deal does it matter?"
"It's not a big deal, but it's very annoying!" Zhu Zhanji was extremely angry, "Dad, you said he deserves a beating so much, why doesn't anyone beat him?"
"This is called ability." Xiaopang said, "During the Hongwu Dynasty, the court was always full of bloodshed. He went from being a commoner to becoming a noble prince in just a few years. How can he be an ordinary person?
Your great-grandfather is the most cautious about rewards. Being granted the title of Marquis shows how powerful he is;
You must know that in that era, for officials, let alone promotion, it was good to be alive;
You still have to practice, you have to correct your youthful and energetic problems, you have to be broad-minded and open-minded, and you have to look at things based on their essence..."
Zhu Zhanji was speechless, "Dad, as a father, your son is being bullied. Shouldn't you vent his anger on your son's behalf? Even if it doesn't work, just give him a few words of comfort. Why don't you teach me a lesson?"
Xiaopang glared: "You are the father and I am the father?"
"...You, you are, the child has offended." Zhu Zhanji bowed his head and said, "Please punish me father."
"Well, go to the study and study. You are not allowed to go out without my permission."
Zhu Zhanji was dumbfounded, "Dad, are you serious?"
"Didn't you ask me to punish you?" Xiaopang said, "I'm kind enough without hitting you. Stop talking nonsense and go quickly."
"Father, my second uncle is back and I have to help you."
"No need, no need at all."
Dad, please be more careful... Zhu Zhanji said helplessly, "Can I go to school again after my second uncle is gone?"
"No, go now." Little Fatty's fatherly image collapsed, "Don't force me to slap you."
"..."
——
Five days later, King Zhao also came. The arrival of two living treasures brought a little fun to the peaceful palace.
Li Qing didn't even attend meetings very much and became almost a full-time private doctor.
But doctors can cure diseases, but they cannot cure lives. Even though Li Qing tried his best, he could not prevent Xu Miaoyun's condition from deteriorating.
Xu Miaoyun's condition worsened day by day, and later she fell into coma from time to time. After a month and a half, the light finally ran out.
On this day, Li Qing saw that there was nothing he could do to save her, so he took advantage of her unconsciousness and injected a large amount of Qi into her.
~
Qianqing Palace was solemn.
Zhu Di sat beside the bed, Sangao stood in front of the bed, and behind him were the emperor's grandson and the princess.
Xu Miaoyun was lying on the bed, with a smile on her pale face, "Why do you look like this?"
"Miaoyun..." Zhu Di's voice trembled slightly, but he didn't know what to say for a moment, and tears filled his red eyes.
"Okay, are you still crying in front of the children?" Xu Miaoyun said with a smile, "Thankfully you are still the emperor."
Zhu Di forced out an ugly smile, which was even uglier than crying.
The prince and grandson also looked sad and had tears in their eyes.
Xu Miaoyun turned around and glanced at her children and grandchildren. The young woman from the past came up and said, "Come here, give me a smile."
This made the dragon son and grandson very embarrassed. Each one of them smiled uglier than the other.
"I'm not distracted at all." Xu Miaoyun curled her lips and complained softly, "Your Majesty, I have a request."
"Miaoyun, tell me, I won't agree to anything."
"Don't engage in any national mourning and don't affect the normal life of the people."
"Okay, I promise you." Zhu Di nodded.
"Also, from now on the emperor will cherish the people and seek talents." Xu Miaoyun said, "The people are the foundation of the country. If the people cannot live well, how can the country prosper?"
Zhu Di nodded: "Well, I listen to you."
"And, uh... Is it too much for me, my concubine?" On her deathbed, she was still eccentric, with a hint of tea art in her tone, "The emperor won't be angry, right?"
"No, Miaoyun, tell me." After being manipulated all his life, Zhu Di has long been used to it. If possible, he would like to be manipulated all the time.
Xu Miaoyun looked lovingly at her husband who had been with her for decades, and said tenderly: "After my concubine dies, you should not be too sad. State affairs are the most important thing. There are many beautiful women in the world, so just create another queen."
"You are the only one." Zhu Di shook his head slightly, his face full of affection, "In the Yongle Dynasty, there will be no other queen."
"You...this time is not a test for you, it's sincere." Xu Miaoyun said angrily, "Don't be stubborn about the past, focus on the future..."
Perhaps due to his personality, Xu Miaoyun did not speak seriously, and her tone was relaxed, even with a hint of joy. There was no melancholy or reluctance at all as the end was approaching.
This kind of freedom and ease is rare even for men.
However, life finally came to an end. Her strength became weaker and weaker, and her voice became smaller and smaller, as thin as a mosquito or fly...inaudible...and disappeared.
Until the end of her life, she still had a relaxed smile on her face.
"Miaoyun, Miaoyun..."
Zhu Di called out a few times, but received no response.
The only response to him was a fixed faint smile.
Zhu Di wanted to try calling again, but his throat seemed to be blocked by something and he could no longer make a sound. Big tears fell uncontrollably.
The three brothers' eyes were red, and they knelt on the ground and cried bitterly.
Crying seemed to be contagious, and soon everyone in the hall was crying loudly, and the entire Qianqing Palace was enveloped in a sad atmosphere.
…
The queen is buried!
The news spread quickly in the palace, and at the same time, the six yamen, the Imperial Academy, and the Hanlin Academy... were notified one after another.
From ministers to ministers, to officials, all wearing sackcloth and mourning, rushed over and knelt down in an orderly manner in front of the Qianqing Palace, bursting into tears...
Not long after, the eunuch standing in the palace arrived and began to direct the officials to mourn.
Under his command, the chaotic cries gradually became unified.
Li Qing was naturally also in the mourning procession. He had experienced this a lot, crying for Queen Ma, crying for Zhu Biao, and crying for Lao Zhu. With experience, he was also a little numb. He mingled among the officials, and his crying became higher and higher with the tide. Low.
Zhu Di sat at the door of the palace, leaning against the door, staring at the ministers crying, looking at the plants and trees in the palace, looking at the sky... It was as if the world was missing a bright color.
…
Seven days later, after discussion with the Ministry of Rites and the Imperial Academy, a posthumous title was given to the queen.
——Benevolence, filial piety, kindness, sincerity, Mingzhuang, and the Queen of Tianqi Shengwen.
It stands to reason that it should be buried at this time, but Zhu Di refused. Not only that, he also wanted to take the queen's coffin to the north for inspection.
The ministers all understood immediately that it was imperative for the emperor to move the capital. They knew that the emperor and the empress had a deep love for each other. As long as the empress was buried in Jinling, the emperor's determination to move the capital would be greatly reduced.
Hundreds of officials objected fiercely, and all agreed that the top priority was to let the queen rest as soon as possible.
There was a huge quarrel for a while, and everyone objected fiercely.
The contradictions in moving the capital were all exposed at this moment.
