The Record of Righteousness

In the Hall of Yangxin, the fragrance floated out from the incense burner, and numerous candles illuminated the hall as if it were daytime. As we approached the dragon couch, the light dimmed slightly.

A middle-aged man in plain clothes was lying on the bed, with sunken eye sockets, dry cheeks, and a lifeless face, as if he was going to die in the next moment.

And this person is none other than Zhu Cunxu, the seventh-generation grandson of Emperor Taizu and Emperor Zhu Baxian, who is the ninth-five-year-old emperor of the Great Shu Dynasty today.

There were also some serving maids and eunuchs standing in the hall. Zhu Zongdan waved his hands to them and said:

"You all go out first, Gu Yu Sheng has something important to say."

"yes."

As the group of eunuchs and maids filed out with their heads lowered, only the father and son and the personal eunuch Liang Chen were left.

"Your Highness, please forgive me. Your Majesty wants me to make a will here."

"Um."

"My son has met my father."

Zhu Cunxu said feebly:

"Get up, get up."

Zhu Zong bowed deeply, then knelt down beside the emperor's bed with a plop, buried his head on the dragon bed and started to cry.

"Father, son, minister"

Zhu Cunxu stretched out a finger, wiped his son's tears, and said:

"I don't have much time left. After I leave, Dahuang will be handed over to you."

Zhu Zongdan lay on the bed and cried heartbreakingly loudly, his back twitching up and down, looking heartbroken and in pain.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Father, please don’t leave, and don’t say such things. Without you, what will happen to the Great Emperor, and how will my sons and ministers live?"

"Those imperial doctors are really useless. I will go find them later to settle the score!"

"Don't blame them. Everyone is going to die."

The temples on both sides of Zhu Cunxu were already graying, and his eyes were a little brighter. He recalled the past and sighed deeply:

"My young man ascended the throne and reigned for nearly thirty years."

"During this period, the barbarians in the southwest rebelled, the White Lotus Sect in Shandong rebelled, and the Jin people in Liaodong and the remnants of the Yuan and Mongolia were eyeing them."

"My qualifications are mediocre, and I don't have the talent and strategy of Taizu, nor the efforts of Emperor Wenzong to govern. I tried my best to quell the internal strife, but foreign troubles still exist. After years of war, the national treasury was empty, so I sent more internal officials to collect mineral taxes to replenish the national treasury. "

As he spoke, he smiled self-deprecatingly and sighed:

"But in the end, it's just a waste of money and people. It's difficult to determine the foundation of the country. There is no prince, and the courtiers form factions and fight, which wastes the country's power."

"It's difficult, it's difficult! In just thirty years, our country has been in decline. I have the will but am powerless. I am really ashamed of my ancestors."

At this point, Zhu Cunxu burst into tears, feeling completely guilty and apologetic.

"Father, this is not your fault."

Zhu Zongdan sobbed and fell silent.

Zhu Cunxu looked at his eldest son and asked:

"Zong Dan, before I leave, I just want to ask you, in the past twenty years... have you hated me?"

Zhu Zongdan silently shed a few lines of tears and turned into a tearful person. He held his father's hand and cried while shaking his head.

"No hate, no hate! My father gave birth to me and raised me. It is difficult to repay such a great favor for three lifetimes. Since I am a minister, how can I hate my father?"

"Well said, well said. Then do you hate your fourth brother?"

"I don't hate him. My son, Chen, was born to the same father as the Fourth Emperor's younger brother. They are brothers and sisters. How can I hate him?"

"Don't hate him? Then why did you send someone to kill him!"

Zhu Cunxu's voice suddenly became cold, incomprehensible and full of suspicion. He couldn't figure out why his eldest son, who had always been gentle and gentle, could commit such a murderous act. He also vaguely didn't believe that his eldest son could commit such a murderous act.

His father's gaze was like a knife piercing into his heart. Zhu Zongdan's eyes widened and he was startled, as if struck by lightning, he was stunned on the spot.

How could I never imagine how my father knew that he had sent someone to kill him?

Immediately he started to cry and howl out of injustice, and his whole body was shaking with injustice.

"Ah?! Father! How can you listen to such rumors? Who is it! Who is slandering my son?! I want to confront him in court!"

"The fourth brother and my son are like brothers, how could my son send someone to kill him?! Father, you know it well! You have always seen my son's behavior! Why don't you believe me? What if my son sent someone to kill him? Kill the fourth brother, he is a bastard, a scum struck by lightning! If you don’t believe it, I will kill you immediately!”

Having said this, Zhu Zongdan stood up and bumped against the imperial pillar with a cry.

Zhu Cunxu tried his best to grab the lapel of his clothes and stop him. He couldn't help but frown. He could not help but dispel some doubts in his heart and feel a little more self-blame, but there was still some hesitation.

"Zong Dan, get up. I am passing on the throne to you. I am skeptical about this news. I believe that you will not fight with the fourth brother as a person. However, I still have to think about the important matter of the throne."

Zhu Zongdan shook his head mockingly and smiled sadly.

"Father, it turns out that you have never believed me. How true or false are the claims of others?"

"It's not that I don't believe you. Well, since you didn't send anyone to assassinate the Fourth Brother, then you can send my order to call the Fourth Brother here. When he comes, I will make another decree soon."

Zhu Zongdan knelt there for a long time and refused to move. Zhu Cunxu frowned and said:

"Go quickly."

However, Zhu Zongdan crawled and knelt down beside the dragon bed, bursting into tears, crying and pleading.

"Father, Father, I know that you are worried about your fourth son, but I am the eldest son. Why?! Why do you have to let him in? You can just make a will immediately."

Zhu Cunxu's eyes widened, and the power of the dragon appeared. He slapped him with all his strength and said in a hoarse voice:

"Bastard thing!"

"I'm not dead yet!!!"

Then the noise came from the Yangxin Palace. The princes and princesses listened attentively and looked inside secretly, but were stopped by the factory guards.

The Imperial Noble Consort Zheng looked anxious and wanted to rush in, but was stopped by two strong Jinyiwei.

"I am the Imperial Noble Consort! Do you all want to rebel?!!"

Cao Taiqing said quietly:

"Your Majesty, no one can go in without the emperor's order! Even the queen has to wait outside obediently."

At this time in the palace.

Zhu Zongdan was silent after being slapped in the face, and stopped crying. There was no sadness in his red and swollen eyes, but only a hint of hatred, full of confusion and hatred, and he chuckled softly.

"Hahahaha, oh, I knew you would still not forget him in the end."

"I just can't figure it out, what is so outstanding about Zhu Zongxun that you are obsessed with passing my throne to him?! Old thing, I'll tell you the truth, Zhu Zongxun is actually dead."

Zhu Cunxu pointed at his eldest son with a trembling finger, his eyes were bloodshot and he was furious.

"You, what did you say?! Are you lying to me?! Rebellious son! Are you crazy?!"

Zhu Zong smiled lightly, then roared with a ferocious look.

"What if I lied to you?! He's dead! He was killed by my assassin. Why should that bastard compete with me?! The position of the crown prince should be mine, mine!"

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