Daming: Let you supervise the country according to the order, and you go to cultivate immortals?

Chapter 30 The Eve of Heaven's Grace Banquet

Forbidden City, Taimiao.

Old Zhu was wearing a golden cloak, and sat alone on the ground in front of Empress Ma's altar, the flames in the brazier were burning with yellow paper.

At this moment, he is no longer a god-given son of heaven, nor an emperor respected by all officials, but just a lonely old man who misses his dead wife.

His complexion was gloomy and gray, several times more sluggish than during the day.

"Sister, after we finish explaining what we need to explain these days, I will go over there to accompany you."

"I'm really sorry for making you lonely for so many years, wait for us..."

"Let's think of the biscuits that you gave us while clutching your chest, so let's..."

Recalling the past with Empress Ma, Lao Zhu couldn't help but his eyes turned red, and he put the last piece of yellow paper in his hand into the brazier, and the flames intensified.

But at the next moment, Lao Zhu frowned, and shook his body violently. He subconsciously wanted to support it with his left hand, but his hand didn't listen, and his body fell to the left side, with a 'bang' It slammed on the ground.

The old lady guarding outside the hall listened to the sound and glanced into the hall, she was frightened out of her wits and rushed in quickly.

"His Majesty!"

Lao Zhu was lying on the ground on his side, his expression unchanged, but he was frowning tightly. He found that his left half of his body suddenly became uncontrollable.

"Don't make a fuss, help us up."

With the support of the old eunuch, Lao Zhu barely stood up.

Taking another deep look at Empress Ma's seat, Lao Zhu turned around with difficulty, and with the careful support of the old eunuch, he walked out in an extremely uncoordinated manner.

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Honglu Temple.

The busy nightlife has begun again.

Tomorrow is the Heaven's Grace Banquet. According to the etiquette, the envoys of the kings must be led into the palace by the officials of the Ministry of Rites at Chenshi, and after a series of rituals, they will finally enter the Fengtian Hall.

So tonight all the envoys of the kings and princes, no matter whether they have private houses in Yingtian Mansion or live in brothels and other places for a long time, all returned to Honglu Temple for the night.

Inside the house of King Ning's envoy.

Wang Yanqing, who had just returned from the brothel, was working hard with a pale face.

His Royal Highness King Ning bestowed a lesson.

In the past few days, several major events have happened in succession.

I hope His Highness Rong Chen will think about it and present it in detail.

One was a thunderbolt from the blue sky, which shocked the whole Yingtian, and there were constant rumors among the people. The Qintian Supervisor surveyed the sky and thought it was a warning from the heavens to the grandson's idle government. From this point of view, since the grandson supervised the country, even God is extremely dissatisfied.

The second is that Ru Yu, Minister of the Ministry of Officials, led hundreds of officials to kneel down and beg the grandson to return to the dynasty. The grandson was furious and ordered Ru to be released from Zhenhe.

There is something else that is rather odd.

On that day, King Guangyang and Prince Qin's son also went to the Taisun's mansion to have an audience with the Taisun, but in the end they were punished thirty times by the Taisun for no reason.

Your Highness, you once said that you should pay more attention to Prince Qin and others...

Furthermore, Uncle Chengyi Liu Bowen came out of the mountain and joined the Ministry of Officials. The officialdom of the imperial court is afraid that it will change drastically. The Huaixi gang will never tolerate Liu Bowen becoming so big...

One more thing, Taisun suddenly ordered the reorganization of the Beijing camp, the original five military camps were divided into five military camps, nine thousand camps, and Shenji camp, and the person in charge of the reorganization of the army was actually a little-known official from the Dudu Mansion. It's incredible.

What's more, I heard that today's memorials for hundreds of officials are approved by the newly promoted Jinshi who are the top three in the current discipline.

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His Highness is young and martial, extremely intelligent, deeply loved by His Majesty, and holds the most powerful Duoyan Sanwei in his hands. Regardless of martial arts, they are all the leaders of the kings.

This is a great opportunity for His Royal Highness.

I implore Your Highness to make up your mind early to become a king and seek dominance.

The minister, Wang Yanqing, kowtowed again and again. '

And next door, the room of Jin Wang Shizi Zhu Jixi.

Zhu Jixi, who was born in a delicate and elegant manner since he was a child, sat upright, waving his hand, as if he was doing a very sacred and wonderful thing.

'A lesson from the father and king.

It's been a long time, and I miss my father and queen mother very much, and I can't wait to be filial at the knees of my parents.

Er wanted to return to Jindi after tomorrow's Tianen Banquet, but many things have happened in Yingtian recently, thinking about the big things, Er decided to stay in Yingtian for a while...

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As mentioned above, each of these events that have happened in recent days fully reflects the stupidity and mental retardation of grandson Zhu Xiongying.

Oh, yes, father.

Er just got an extremely important piece of news from an informant in the palace.

The imperial grandfather went to the Taimiao tonight. There was a significant difference in walking steps when entering and leaving the Taimiao. My son guessed that the imperial grandfather must have had a stroke.

Tomorrow's Grace Banquet, I will find a way to verify this matter later.

If it was really a stroke, the emperor's grandfather might not have much time left.

My son implored my father to make preparations early. The few court officials who were in charge of the soldiers in the feudal state of Jin had paid a lot of money and cut off the handle when they left the fief. Guard the military power of the town army.

Regarding the expansion of the guard army of the royal palace, I also ask my father to step up preparations.

Finally, I still want to say one more thing.

Zhu Xiongying is nothing more than a bag of wine and food, so he is not worthy of the Ming Dynasty.

Er Jixi bowed his head and worshiped. '

Opposite the door, candlelight was flickering in the window, and the arrogant layman was crouching in front of the desk.

"Father, Zhu Xiongying is really terrible. Zhu Yunqi and Zhu Shangbing were maimed by him today. If it weren't for his wit, he would almost have succeeded today."

My son begged to go back to Yandi and change my second brother to Beijing. '

The elegant room where the prince of Qin lived.

Zhu Shangbing stood, bent over the desk, and wrote in a strange posture. It wasn't that he didn't want to sit, but that he didn't dare to sit.

A total of thirty sticks, even if Chang Tianci withdrew his strength, it was enough to make flowers bloom on his buttocks.

'A lesson from the father and king.

Son, I was beaten by Zhu Xiongying today!

If you don't avenge this revenge, you will not be a human being!

Zhu Xiongying's absurdity and stupidity are rare in a hundred years.

Father, this is an excellent opportunity.

Tomorrow, after the Heavenly Grace Banquet, Erhui will rush back to Qindi immediately. During Yingtian's time, Er has already held the evidence of several generals of Qindi's garrison army in his hands. military power.

As long as we have the power to guard the town, plus the palace guards that have been secretly expanded and recruited over the years, my land of Qin can lead one hundred thousand soldiers, so why not worry about it in the world!
The emperor and the crown prince will die soon, and the father, as the second son of the emperor and the head of the suzerain vassal, controls the soldiers and horses of the generals in Shaanxi under the order of the emperor, and holds the power to monitor the kings.

This world should belong to the father!
One more thing, I have a suggestion, Prime Minister Wang Baobao of the Northern Yuan Dynasty has hundreds of thousands of cavalry in his hands, if he can borrow his soldiers, then success will be added.

Father can send people to Beiyuan to discuss secretly with him and reach a cooperation. As long as Beiyuan can help, even if it is done, it is not a bad idea to cut off a few cities from him.

My son Zhu Shangbing, yours respectfully. '

After writing the letter, Zhu Shangbing subconsciously sat down.

“┗|｀O′|┛哦~~”

(End of this chapter)