Back to the Ming Dynasty to be a tyrant

Emperor Chongzhen laughed and said, "Brother Wang, what did you say? The Imperial Physician in Beijing didn't come. There is only Imperial Physician Chen here. It is inevitable that he has encountered a disease that he is not good at. Brother Wang, let's take care of it with peace of mind."

Stopping Zhu Cunshu, who was about to speak, Emperor Chongzhen continued: "Now I don't care about Brother Wang, I have ordered Zongling, Zuo Zongzheng, and Brother Cunji to come to Songjiang Mansion together.

If brother Wang is in good health, we will continue to go to sea and fight for a big country.

If Brother Wang's body really can't hold it anymore, I will naturally order Brother Cunji to attack King Qin, and then let him go to sea with Uncle Tang and Brother Qing to found the country. "

Hearing what Emperor Chongzhen said, Zhu Cunshu felt warm in his heart.

Just like what he said himself, he knew what his body was like, and he obviously couldn't survive the serious illness this time.

Chapter 369 Don't Talk Nonsense

In fact, Zhu Cunshu's body was just as he expected, and he really couldn't survive it.

And it was the night before the arrival of the imperial doctor, the little eunuch who was in charge of taking care of Zhu Cunshu hurried over to report to Emperor Chongzhen: "My lord, His Royal Highness King Qin..."

Emperor Chongzhen, who was processing the memorial, was shocked when he heard the words, and he didn't care to read the memorial anymore, so he got up and went to the room where Zhu Cunshu was.

Zhu Yujian and Zhu Zhuohong, who studied the "Secret History of Bumbutai" together, went with them.

It's just that when Emperor Chongzhen arrived at the room where Zhu Cunshu was, Zhu Cunshu couldn't hold it anymore, he just raised his head to look at Emperor Chongzhen, his mouth moved slightly, but he didn't say a word.

Emperor Chongzhen's heart felt sour, and after taking two quick steps forward, he stretched out his hand to hold Zhu Cunshu's hand.

Zhu Cunshu, who used to be a bit muscular, was already skinny now, except for his abdomen, which was swollen like a drum.

Emperor Chongzhen probably also knew that this kind of situation should not be particularly troublesome in later generations-at worst, he would cut off any problem in the stomach and then sew it up, and the shit would be gone in a few days.

But now in Daming, it is impossible to do this at all - those fellows who study medicine in the Imperial Hospital and the Royal Academy have conducted experiments with countless slaves.

But the final result was not very optimistic—either he died on the spot, or he died in three to five days.

Now this guy is thinking about how to keep people alive after cutting off certain things.

For example, what kind of environment should be used when cutting, what should be paid attention to, such as how to care after cutting.

All in all a little experimentation.

If it weren't for Mao Wenlong, Wan Yanhong, and Zheng Zhilong who would always send seriously injured prisoners over for experiments, there would probably be no more experimental subjects in Tai Hospital and Royal Academy.

And these experiments were conducted in secret, and those who knew about these experiments, except the direct participants and the internal police, were the Emperor Chongzhen and the subjects used for the experiments.

Emperor Chongzhen knew that there was nothing wrong with these things, but basically none of the experimental subjects survived.

Dead people don't gossip around.

Besides, it doesn't matter even if someone is alive, they are all seriously injured anyway, if they make it through, they are saved, and the possibility of not making it through is the greatest.

Fighting on the battlefield often strikes at various vital points, and it is abnormal if the injury is light.

When Zhu Cunshu was dying, he just felt that his hand was being grabbed by Emperor Chongzhen. Even if he forced a smile, only the word "Your Majesty" came out of his mouth, and his eyes were closed forever.

Feeling Zhu Cunshu's right hand sinking in his hand, Emperor Chongzhen's heart sank accordingly.

After all, it didn't make it through.

And it was the night before the arrival of the imperial doctors in the capital.

Emperor Chongzhen, who was not feeling well, let out a cold snort, slowly put down Zhu Cunshu's hand, helped him to tidy up his clothes, and then ordered: "Come here, change your clothes for His Royal Highness King Qin."

On the second day, not only the imperial doctor arrived, but also Da Zongling and Zuo Zongzheng from the Zongren Mansion rushed to Songjiang Mansion.

Zhu Cunshu hung up, but the questions left behind were too many.

First of all, how should this guy's posthumous title be determined.

Emperor Chongzhen, who was unhappy in his heart, felt that this matter was the royal family's own business at all. After the death of the vassal king, it should be determined by the clan mansion based on his life's achievements. As for the civil servants, they should stay where they are cool.

Among the posthumous titles given by the patriarchal family, "Kang", "Hui", "Ling", and "Huai" are four posthumous titles that are praised, derogatory and sympathetic. Emperor Chongzhen simply swiped all of them. Rejected.

Gentleness and happiness are called health, and gentleness and kindness are called benefits. These two are compliments.

Chaos without damage is called spirit, and kindness is short-lived called bosom.Ling is derogatory, while Huai means peers towards this guy.

Among them, none of them were of interest to Emperor Chongzhen.

In order to give an explanation to his dragon legs, or to buy a horse bone with a thousand dollars, Emperor Chongzhen finally gave Zhu Cunshu the posthumous title "Jing" by coincidence.

This posthumous title originally belonged to his younger brother.

That is to say, Zhu Cunji will be called King Qin Jing in the future, and Zhu Cunshu himself will bear the name of a prince until he dies and fails to become a noble.

But can you expect a vassal who was raised as a pig to fulfill the meaning of the posthumous title "Jing"?

From righteousness to economics, it is called scenery, to care about it is called scenery, to spread righteousness and action is just called scenery, to achieve great ambition is called scenery; Zhou Yuejing.

It cannot be said that this is a very commendable posthumous title.

Just like the scenery of Emperor Han Jing, this is a compliment in the absolute sense, without any derogatory meaning.

But now that Zhu Cunshu is using this posthumous title, Emperor Chongzhen feels that it is not too much.

When he was in Shaanxi back then, no matter whether this guy gave out money and fiefs to resettle the victims out of his own heart, or because he was frightened by his tyrannical power at the time, in short, he gave out real money.

More money and less money is not very important, what is important is that this guy brings a good wave of rhythm.

Especially before the eldest princess of the Ming Dynasty Zhu Jingxue was born, this guy had already prepared a fief for Emperor Chongzhen, clearly stating that it was a meeting gift for his little nephew or niece.

With the rhythm of these two waves, the other vassal kings of Ming Dynasty had to keep up.

It's just that how much the other vassals hated Zhu Cunshu and Zhu Zhuohong, the two scumbags, is unknown.

In addition, these two guys finally responded to Emperor Chongzhen's request for fief replacement after Zhu Yujian, which is another good rhythm.

As a result, the vassal clan of Ming Dynasty focused their attention mainly on Zhu Yujian, Zhu Cunshu and Zhu Zhuohong.

If these three guys really laid down a fief overseas and succeeded in founding the country and proclaiming their ancestors, then it’s nothing to say. Go to Emperor Chongzhen and cry poor by yourself.

In short, you have to go overseas to get a piece of land, and close the door to be a local emperor yourself.

Qin Jing Wang Zhu Cunshu died, but this day is still going on.

Zhu Cunji just felt that he was the only person sitting at home, and troubles and troubles would come from heaven.

My cheap brother suddenly fell ill for no reason, and he died as soon as he said he died, leaving all the hands and supplies ready to go to sea to build a country for himself.

In other words, as long as I don't intend to continue to be a pig in Daming, then going to sea to build a country is inevitable.