Longevity begins with Jinyiwei

"The slave understands."

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Chapter 584 Incompetence

The snow fell more and more, and the entire capital city was already covered with a thick layer of snow.

It seems that since the end of the Ming Dynasty, the winters have been getting colder and colder. The so-called auspicious snow heralds a good year seems to be just a legend. The more extreme cold has never brought a good year.

People, in this increasingly cold and extreme winter, it is becoming more and more difficult.

Fortunately, today is different from the past, and the common people know that the current Emperor Zhaowu is not only good at fighting, but also treats them very well.

In this winter, what the common people need is nothing more than three things, food to fill their stomachs, cloth to keep them warm, and coal...to save their lives!

As for these things, there are always some daring people every year. Every year, the vegetable market in Beijing is full of people.

Those who were killed were naturally profiteers hoarding goods and officials who colluded with profiteers.

The bureaucrats complained and dared not speak out, and the reputation of the emperor's bloodthirsty violence had already spread throughout the world.

And in the commercial houses of the inner court in various parts of the capital, all kinds of goods are sold at a low price, and there is no deception.

For the common people, they don't understand much of the truth, but,

Who is good to them and who wants to harm them, of course they can see clearly.

The name of the Holy Monarch has already spread in this capital city and in this Daheng world.

"Sage Monarch..."

In the carriage, listening to the discussion of the common people outside the window, the little emperor murmured softly to himself.

Traveling from Quanzhou, passing through several provinces in the south of the Yangtze River, everywhere you go, there are endless wars and people's heads.

There were too many horrific events that he had never seen before, wantonly impacting his worldview.

When stepping into the land of Daheng, it is a completely different scene.

He remembered that when he was in the court, he heard the most words, that Emperor Zhaowu was tyrannical and innocent, disasters and catastrophes fell from the sky, thousands of miles of red land, and the people were in dire straits.

But...although the natural disasters are continuous, but...the people seem to be not living in dire straits.

The government organizes, or repairs water conservancy, or builds roads.

The common people have surplus fields, and the government has relief food. Although it is difficult, it is a thriving scene.

The common people didn't seem to complain about the innocence, but they were full of praise.

He remembered that since he knew about it, the natural disasters in the north seemed to be continuous, and they became more and more violent, and the civil unrest seemed to never stop.

The reason for the changes in the sky was also the civil unrest under the influence of natural disasters.

In the past few years, the natural disasters in the north have become more and more terrifying, but civil unrest... Except for this Shaanxi unrest, he seems to have never heard of it.

As for the enemy on the frontier, the Hou Jin has been destroyed, Liaodong has become Liao Province, and Mongolia has repeatedly retreated...

Turning the tide again and again, time and time again brilliant victories against the sky...

"Ha ha……"

The little emperor chose a comfortable seat to sit back, recalling what he had seen and heard along the way, combined with what he had seen and heard over the years, but he couldn't help but chuckled, and an unspeakable bitterness appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He kind of understood.

But, I understand, how can I...

The carriage slowly moved forward on the thick snow, and the capital city, which had already turned into a snow city, also showed its embryonic form in the snowstorm.

The news of King Shou's arrival in Beijing spread rapidly to the eyes and ears of all parties amidst the wind and snow.

Under the peeping eyes of the King of Shou, Jiujia, the emperor of Shouwang, also walked slowly towards the vacant Shouwang Mansion.

It wasn't until the door of Shouwang's mansion was closed that the peeping eyes slowly receded.

On that day, Jiujia was replaced by an ordinary carriage. The little emperor, who had just entered the mansion, got on this ordinary carriage and headed for the palace quietly.

The wind and snow were blowing, and the wheels left a deep trace in the palace, extending from the palace gate all the way to the Qianqing Palace.

In the carriage, the little emperor looked at the familiar Miyagi, and the face that didn't match his age was also rarely in a daze.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty..."

Wang Chengen was a little worried.

"I... I'm all right."

The little emperor shook his head, looking through the car window at the majestic palace.

Even though they were still far away, the little emperor knew that it was the Qianqing Palace, the seat of the emperor of the Ming Dynasty and the imperial power of the Ming Dynasty.

Once, he also grew up there.

It was also there that his father personally handed him over to Uncle Li.

The former Duke of Qin of the Ming Dynasty is now... the founding emperor of Daheng.

"Your Highness, here we are."

In front of the Qianqing palace, the carriage stopped, and the voice of the eunuch followed.

The little emperor was startled, Wang Chengen immediately stepped forward, pushed open the door, and then helped the little emperor to get off the carriage.

Stopping in front of the hall, the gate of the Qianqing palace has been opened, and what the little emperor sees is a familiar but unfamiliar towering figure.

Just like in memory, so stalwart, like that, seems to be able to suppress everything in the world.

The little emperor opened his mouth, and the words came to his lips, but he couldn't say anything.

At this moment, looking at Brother Chun, who has grown into half a child, the emperor's plain eyes, a touch of complex color also disappeared in a flash.

The emperor didn't say a word, turned around, and went to the palace. All the eunuchs and maids in the palace came out of the palace, and finally stood outside the palace in the wind and snow.

Seeing this, Wang Chengen also stopped his steps, looking at the little emperor who walked into the hall, his eyes could not hide his worry.

boom……

The gate of the palace was closed, and the wind and snow that poured down suddenly disappeared, and the palace also returned to silence in an instant.

After a long silence, the emperor spoke slowly:

"Since you're back, stay at ease and don't worry about it anymore."

The little emperor is tit for tat:

"Being raised in captivity for a lifetime, why don't you want to leave?"

The emperor looked at the mature appearance of the little emperor who did not match his age, and after a long silence, he said, "For you, Brother Chun, this is the best choice."

The little emperor looked around at the Qianqing Palace, which was very familiar to him, and smiled: "I grew up here, and it was you who taught me how to be an emperor. Even I, who claims to be, You taught me!"

"But in the end, everything from me was taken away by your own hands. I tried my best to escape to the south of the Yangtze River, and was ordered by you to destroy everything. Now you tell me that captive life is the best choice for me? "

The little emperor seemed a little hysterical and collapsed on the ground. At this moment, it seemed that all the gloom in the past had been vented.

The emperor was silent. After a long time, the little emperor seemed to regain his composure. The tears in the corners of his eyes were still wet, and he looked at the silent Daheng emperor again:

"Even if the queen mother didn't poison you, you would usurp the throne, right?"

The emperor is still silent. He is not sure about this, but it seems...he is very sure.

One thing is clear.

If he only wants to be a paper-paper maker for Daming, and continue Daming's national destiny for tens of hundreds of years,

He might be able to be a loyal minister.

But the reality is that he reached the peak step by step and gave up everything he wanted to pursue.

The reality is that he has single-handedly borne the fate of the country and the nation. Can he still watch the same mistakes that are bound to repeat after decades of tinkering with the fate of the country?

He must be unwilling!

If the rights are not in his hands, without rights, there is no obligation, and perhaps, he will not care about the future.

But assuming the right, how can he just sit back and ignore it.

The reality is that if he wants to avoid the endless misery in the future, he must make a drastic move, and he must reverse the root cause.

And all of this is definitely not something that a courtier can do. Even if he can barely do it, it is inevitable that people will die and the government will rest.

The fate of the powerful minister is doomed.

Even if he carefully taught this Emperor Jingwu, even Emperor Jingwu would support him in everything.

But Daming's system, doomed everything to be impossible.

Perhaps, without the stupidity of the Empress Dowager Zhou, there will be other stupid people who can endure once, twice, and three times...

But... there is always something that cannot be done!

Usurpation is inevitable.

Only by usurping the throne can he completely rebuild everything and do what he wants to do.

"Feel sorry."

The emperor took a deep breath and let out a sigh.

The little emperor got up, without saying a word, turned around slowly, and walked out of the hall.

The emperor silently watched the little emperor who left, with a rare look of sadness in his eyes.

He is worthy of everyone in the world, but he is the only one who is ashamed of these two father and son.

But he was... helpless.

Chapter 585 No Meaning of Existence

"This is……"

In the wind and snow, Li Ruolian, who was about to report to Qianqing Palace, hurried away. When he saw the carriage slowly appearing in the wind and snow, Li Ruolian couldn't help but frowned.

The nobles in the palace don't seem to have the habit of using carriages, do they?

Amidst doubts, the carriage drove up. When Li Ruolian saw the figure passing by in the carriage, Li Ruolian's pupils shrank suddenly, and he turned his head quickly, pretending not to see it, and continued towards Qianqing Palace.

"Master Li."

Outside the hall, all the eunuchs and maids stood with their heads down. Seeing Li Ruolian approaching, Er Dezi laughed.

"This is?"

Seeing this scene, Li Ruolian's heart trembled, and he seemed to have something to ask.

Er Dezi winked: "That one is here..."

After getting this answer, Li Ruolian couldn't help crying secretly.

Why did he choose such a good time to enter the palace? Isn't this just asking for guilt?

Li Ruolian looked at Qianqing Palace in front of him, hesitated for a while, finally gritted his teeth, and walked towards the palace.

"His Majesty."

Li Ruolian bowed deeply.

"Tell me..."

The Son of Heaven made a faint sound.

Hearing the emperor's elusive tone, Li Ruolian's heart trembled, and he said hastily: "Reporting to Your Majesty, according to His Majesty's order, Jin Yiwei launched a campaign against the Bailian Cult. After more than three months, most of the remnants of Bailian have been wiped out. Lord wait..."

After reporting a series of names, Li Ruolian glanced at the emperor carefully, hesitated for a while, and then tentatively said: "Your Majesty, most of the white lotus evil spirits in the north have been arrested. According to the interrogation results of the imperial prison, there are still a large number of white lotus demons in the south of the Yangtze River." Demons are rampant..."

The emperor frowned, looked at Li Ruolian for a moment, and then said: "The land in the south of the Yangtze River has been recovered, and Jin Yiwei should perform his duties!"

Li Ruolian was overjoyed: "I obey the order!"

"Clear Bailian, cooperate with Lord Jingguo to sort out the remnants of the previous Ming Dynasty, and stabilize Jiangnan as soon as possible."

Li Ruolian bowed: "I obey the order!"

The Son of Heaven waved his hand, lost in interest.

"My minister retire."

Li Ruolian bowed again, bowed and stepped back until he reached the gate of the palace, then turned around and stepped into the snowstorm.