Why did the old man suddenly ask him?
"Fourth uncle didn't say he was coming!" Zhu Yunxi said with a smile, "But the crown prince Zhu Gaochi is in trouble and will come to Beijing!"
"Hey, why is he so fat?" The old man frowned slightly, "Come on, that kid is actually pretty good, with a good temperament and good character." As he said that, his expression suddenly changed again, "The second child in the fourth family is not.
What a troublemaker!"
"He still has merit for this Liaodong war!" Zhu Yunxi said with a smile.
Zhu Gaoxu was also quite unlucky. He actually didn't do anything too outrageous, but he annoyed everyone. He didn't even have a good reputation among the old man.
"Credit? Humph!" the old man cursed, "I'm so stunned!"
Seeing the old man like this, Zhu Yunxi couldn't help but smile.
Unexpectedly, the old man immediately stopped smiling, looked at him and asked, "Is that Xi Ying really back?"
"Yes!" Zhu Yunxi also knew that he couldn't hide this kind of thing from the old man.
"You asked him to treat Lan Yu?" the old man asked again.
"Yes!" Zhu Yunxi made no secret, "Lanyu is seriously ill and many national censors are helpless. My grandson is thinking about Taoist Xi..."
"Kill him!" the old man suddenly said.
"Ah?" Zhu Yunxi didn't understand for a moment.
The old man continued to look at his grandson and said sternly, "When he treats Lan Yu, ask someone to kill him!" Then he added, "You don't want to do it? Let's have someone do it!"
"Although that Taoist is a little crazy, he still has some skills. His medical skills are superb. My grandson is thinking that if you are in bad health in the future..."
Before Zhu Yunxi could finish speaking, the old man said impatiently, "We don't need him to take care of our body. At this age, it depends on how long we can live!" He said with a sneer, "Are there enough charlatans and sorcerers in the past dynasties who have pretended to be crazy and acted like fools?
?If they are really so magical, why do so many emperors die early?"
"Kill him!" the old man whispered, "Don't spare any demon from the White Lotus Sect, kill them all!"
After saying that, the old man stood up, and instead of being able to argue, he said stubbornly, "You are young and don't know the bad side of these monsters. You can't keep these people. After you use them, you will kill them to avoid future troubles forever!"
"The White Lotus Sect has become extinct..."
"Are you disobedient?" The old man's tone suddenly became stern.
Zhu Yunxi had no choice but to lower his head and say, "Yes, my grandson knows!"
He knew very well that once the old man wanted someone to die, that person really had to die. Even if he showed mercy, the old man's people would not let that person live for long.
At this moment, Pu Bucheng came up from the stairs and whispered, "Your Majesty, you are ready!"
"Grandpa Emperor, are you leaving the palace?" Zhu Yunxi saw from the corner of his eye that a guard of honor had been set up downstairs and asked.
"Hey, people think too much when they get old. Fu Youde is gone, and we don't know when we will close our eyes at this age. While we can still move, let's go out for a walk!" the old man said.
"Where are you going?" Zhu Yunxi asked with a smile, "Do you want your grandson to follow you?"
The old man looked at him and hesitated for a moment, "You can follow me, I just have something I want to tell you!"
As he said that, the old man paused and said, "Let's go and have a look at our grave!"
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The driver left the palace again and headed straight to Purple Mountain.
The construction of the old man's mausoleum began in the 14th year of Hongwu, and was presided over by Li Xin, the Marquis of Chongshan.
But just one year after it was built, Queen Ma died of illness. Before Queen Ma, the old man's eldest grandson Zhu Xiongying died in infancy.
Because Queen Ma’s posthumous title contained the two characters Ci and Xiao, the mausoleum was named Xiaoling.
In the 25th year of Hongwu's reign, Prince Zhu Biao died young again. The Xiaoling Mausoleum, which had just grown in size, was divided into parts, and construction was intensified, turning it into Zhu Biao's Dongling Tomb. To this day, the Xiaoling Tomb is still there.
Build it.
Even the mausoleum of Zhu Xiongying, the eldest grandson who died young, is next to the Xiaoling Mausoleum. The roads between several mausoleums are connected, just like houses where living people live. The elders can go to the younger generation's place at any time, and the younger generation can come at any time.
A place for elders.
The underground palace of Xiaoling has never been sealed. Queen Ma's coffin is inside, and the old man will carry it in a hundred years later.
It can be seen that in fact, deep down in the old man's heart, he, Empress Ma and Zhu Biao are one family. He also loves the other sons, but not as much as them.
"It's just a matter of digging a hole to bury our bodies. It took so many years to dig and cost so much money. Damn, they are all a bunch of people who only want money but don't do anything!"
The carriage stopped in front of Xiaoling Shinto. The old man got out of the carriage, looked at the people kneeling in front of him to greet the carriage, and cursed in a low voice.
"The emperor's mausoleum cannot be careless!" Zhu Yunxi supported the old man and laughed softly, "What's more, you are an unprecedented Ming Dynasty master. This mausoleum..."
"This is unprecedented bullshit!" the old man laughed and scolded, "As long as you say good things about me, it would be great if others don't call us the king of thieves!" As he said, he suddenly sighed and pointed to the other side of the Shinto, "Where is your father?
Bian, your grandmother and I are here. When we are alive, we live next to each other, and we will live next to each other when we die!"
Zhu Yunxi looked in the direction of Dongling and said nothing.
At this time, Li Xin, the Marquis of Chongshan, among the people who were waiting to greet him, stepped forward and said, "My lord, I bow to your Majesty, and to bow to His Royal Highness the Grandson of the Emperor!"
He is from Huaixi, the same hometown as the old man. Unlike other nobles, he is mediocre in fighting, but he is quite handy in building various projects.
Not only did he preside over the Xiaoling Mausoleum, he also presided over the Temple of Meritorious Officials, and he also presided over the digging of a canal called Rouge River.
In the original time and space, this man died in the 20th year of Hongwu. But in this life, because the old man no longer doubted the hero, he is still alive.
"How many fucking years have you been digging a grave?" The old man laughed and scolded, "I'm afraid you'll die before our grave is ready. Look at your hair, it's all white!"
Li Xin, who was also getting old, laughed when he heard this and said, "If I can die in the king's affairs, it will be considered a worthy death!"
"Don't fucking fool us!" the old man scolded him and continued walking forward.
On both sides of the long Shinto, there are stone statues that look like military officers, and they are solemn and solemn.
"Others, stop following us!" The old man suddenly said, "Grandson, follow us!"
Everyone knelt down to see him off, and Pu Bucheng followed him with a eunuch.
Zhu Yunxi was no stranger to Xiaoling Mausoleum, but every time he paid homage, he always visited the temple and never went to the back.
The old man walked with him until he reached the tall treasure roof. He stopped under the diamond wall and stared at the screen wall in front of him in trance.
"Your Majesty, come in now?" Pu Bucheng came over and whispered.
Where to enter?
Zhu Yunxi was startled, as if he had thought of something.
"Yes!" The old man nodded slightly, "Open it, let's go in with our eldest grandson!"
In an instant, Zhu Yunxi understood that the old man was planning to enter the underground palace!
The eunuchs following Pu Bucheng solemnly walked down the steps under the King Kong Wall.
One of them kowtowed to the closed stone door and took out a key.
With a creaking and hoarse friction sound, the door to the underground palace was opened.
"Grandson, tell your grandma that we are here!" the old man whispered.
Zhu Yunxi took a few steps down and kowtowed to the long, deep, cold underground palace passage, "The imperial grandmother, grandson and grandfather are here!"
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The two men walked slowly along the countryside along the underground palace. The underground palace was tall and magnificent, and the bluestones on the walls seemed to have grown naturally, and they fit perfectly as if they were made by nature.
Neither the grandfather nor the grandson even glanced at the side rooms with funerary objects on both sides.
Walk forward towards the scenery, walk across the Jinshui Bridge, and walk through the front hall.
A larger and higher underground palace appeared in front of me. The bright ever-burning lamp burned fiercely in the blue and white vat, and the icy cold air made people feel cold.
The huge coffin was placed quietly on the stone base. Around the coffin were boxes of various sizes containing funerary objects.
"That's your imperial grandmother!" The old man whispered, "When we die, we will place it next to your imperial grandmother!"
Zhu Yunxi let go of the hand that was supporting the old man and knelt down respectfully, "Unfilial Sun Yunxi, please go to the imperial grandmother!"
Somehow, when he knelt down, the voice and smile of Queen Ma, which had been hidden in the depths of his memory for many years, suddenly came to his mind. His emotions suddenly became incapable of him, and his tone of voice also trembled.
"We asked you to come here to tell you about the burial objects after we die!" The old man looked at the coffin, "Your grandmother and I, despite the many boxes placed here, actually don't have anything valuable. They were all used during our lifetimes.
s things!"
"When we are buried from now on, don't get anything valuable, otherwise someone might dig up your ass one day!"
"My grandson knows!" Zhu Yunxi whispered.
"You don't have to have funerary objects, but..." The old man suddenly turned around, "Man, you have to bring more for us! When your imperial grandmother was alive, she served us all her life. We don't want to go there and let her go."
She suffers hardship!"
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That's right, I am the lucky star who saves the beauty of thousands of women.
Do you think that all the beautiful girls on the street are born? Don’t be naive, young man. Although there are some who are naturally beautiful, most of them are skilled doctors!
Hum!
This chapter has been completed!