"I can't bear to hurt my dearest loved ones by dying!"
Zhu Yunxi chewed these two sentences over and over in his heart, feeling sadness coming over him like a tide.
"Third uncle, you are confused!"
At this time, it is completely conceivable that King Zhu Fan of Jin dragged his sick body and solemnly asked those around him not to report his affairs to the public.
At the same time, Zhu Yunxi's heart suddenly recalled what Zhu Fan had said during his last speech.
"The old man is getting older. We, the children, didn't let the old man worry about it back then. Now we can no longer let the old man worry. Now, if everything can happen without disturbing the old man, we will not disturb the old man and let him enjoy his old age in peace and contentment!
"
Unknowingly, tears rolled down the corners of Zhu Yunxi's eyes.
"His Majesty Chitose said that when he was young, he did not do anything, which hurt the old prince's heart. Now that he is older, he can no longer worry about the old prince." Zhou Bingzhong swallowed.
Zhu Yunxi couldn't hold back his grief, "Please tell me how the third uncle left!"
"On the fifth day of the lunar month last month, Chitose said she had a severe headache. She was always upset and irritable. She was always ill and no matter how much medicine she took, it didn't make her any better!"
Zhu Yunxi listened carefully and thought to himself, "It should be high blood pressure, or a precursor to cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases! Well, the third uncle likes to eat meat, and he likes all kinds of meat. He likes strong alcohol and was drunk all the time when he was young!"
This disease, let alone this era, is extremely dangerous once it occurs, even if medicine in later generations is so advanced.
"At the beginning of this month, Prince Chitose's condition seemed to have improved. He took the crown prince and others to a hunting ground. He ate half a bottle of wine that day and was about to go out after drinking. But who would have thought that he would fall down..."
"When he fell down, he fainted and couldn't come back to consciousness no matter how he screamed. The imperial doctor opened his mouth and stuffed Bezoar An Gong in. The prince woke up faintly after he was a thousand years old!"
"After waking up!" At this point, Zhou Bingzhong's throat turned into crying, "After waking up, the prince could not move, could not speak, and was vomiting. Only half of his hand could move, and his whole body was very hot. The hand that could move
, keep gesturing..."
Cerebral hemorrhage?
Cerebral thrombosis?
"The prince understood the prince's thousand-year-old heart, so he took out paper, pen and ink. The prince opened his mouth and spoke intermittently, and the prince wrote..."
"Here's the letter!" Zhu Yunxi said hurriedly.
Zhou Bingzhong solemnly took out a wooden box from his arms.
The moment Zhu Yunxi took it, he felt his arms were heavy, and he was a little timid and didn't dare to open them.
"Stay away!" Zhu Yunxi stood there and said in a daze.
Deng Ping waved his hand, and the guards dispersed, surrounding him at a distance to prevent passers-by from approaching.
Although he was in a busy city, Zhu Yunxi's heart felt as cold as the previous day.
Slowly opening the letter, the handwriting on it was scrawled, and the preface and the follower were inconsistent.
"Brother Xi, the third uncle is dead..."
After just reading the first sentence, Zhu Yunxi leaned heavily against the wall, tears bursting from his eyes.
"When my third uncle died, he didn't call me the emperor, but called me by my nickname!"
"I'm going to see my mother and eldest brother...I wanted to...stay there for a few years...waiting for the old man to grow up..."
"The third uncle is unfilial, the old man will definitely..."
"You take good care of Third Uncle!"
"After I die, I hope you will remember your third uncle and treat me kindly..."
When King Zhu Fan of Jin Dynasty died, he had two things in mind.
First, the old man has to experience the white-haired man sending the black-haired man away again!
After experiencing it again, even a hard-hearted person cannot bear it.
The prince has left, the King of Qin has left, and now the King of Jin has left. The three sons of the old man and Queen Ma are all gone.
"Old man, what can you say?"
Zhu Yunxi burst into tears and stamped his feet on the spot.
Then he looked at the letter in his hand, "How to say it, how to say it?"
Now the old man is getting older day by day, and he should have enjoyed his old age in peace. He wanted to be strong all his life, and he fought with mountains of corpses and seas of blood just to give his descendants eternal wealth, but now his beloved sons have passed away before him.
As for the descendants mentioned by King Zhu Fan of Jin, that is a trivial matter.
No matter how Zhu Yunxi cuts down the vassals in the future, the descendants of the King of Jin will be treated far more favorably than others.
"Come here!" Zhu Yunxi said to Zhou Bingzhong again.
"emperor!"
Zhu Yunxi turned his back to him and wiped away his tears, "Third uncle, did you go peacefully?"
"After writing the letter, Prince Chitose looked at it for a few times and then closed his eyes. Another half an hour passed and he couldn't breathe..." Zhou Bingzhong cried, "The prince and several princes, give Chitose
The clothes he was wearing, the Chief Secretary has also left and is preparing for the funeral! Now he is parked in the Xiangdian Palace, waiting for the burial according to Long Live Lord's decree."
"Third uncle's funeral, I will make sure it is done beautifully!" Zhu Yunxi seemed to be talking to himself, looking at the sky, "Third uncle, I wanted to pick you up during the Chinese New Year and have a few drinks with the old man.
How come you?"
It’s all life, it’s all life!
People, sometimes you don’t believe in fate, damn it!
"Your Majesty!" Zhou Bingzhong seemed to have hesitated for a long time before gritting his teeth and said, "Weichen has been the companion of Prince Chitose since he was a child. Chitose told Weichen something a few years ago when his health was definitely not right."
"Before the prince fell ill at the age of 1,000, he also told his ministers that if he had any good intentions, he asked me to report this matter to the emperor when he went to Beijing to report his funeral!"
Zhu Yunxi turned his head slightly and said, "Tell me, if there is anything else that third uncle can't let go of, I will do it!"
"Prince Chitose said he didn't want anything else, just the woman he had enjoyed during his lifetime. He wanted to take him with him..."
In an instant, Zhu Yunxi was filled with grief and anger.
The King of Jin wanted to be buried.
Lao Zhu's family started from a humble and poor family, but they contracted the bad habits of the ancient aristocrats, and others were buried with them.
Those are real people!
Even if Zhu Yunxu misses King Jin no matter what, he will never agree to this matter.
"No!" Zhu Yunxi said in a low voice, "Don't even mention this kind of thing?" After saying that, he looked at Zhou Bingzhong and suddenly said angrily, "Tell me, is this my third uncle's idea, or whose idea? Is it you?
Deceived me?"
"Wei Chen doesn't dare!" Zhou Bingzhong knelt down, ignoring the surprised looks from people in the distance, "How many heads does Wei Chen have, how dare he come to bully the emperor!"
"I don't think you dare, but aren't there others who mean the same thing?" Zhu Yunxi said angrily.
"This..." Zhou Bingzhong pondered for a moment, "The prince and the other masters are still young!"
When he said this, Zhu Yunxi understood and why he had to be buried as a sacrifice.
Those beauties were all Zhu Han's concubines during his lifetime. He died young and his successor was a young man. If the young Aimu were not careful, it would be easy for him to cause a scandal. Such things have never happened in the past dynasties.
Not surprising.
I'm afraid that not only Zhu Fan thought this way during his lifetime, but also the princess and others...
Suddenly, Zhu Yunxi frowned deeply again and sneered, "How many days have you been here from Taiyuan? I'm afraid that while you are on the way, Taiyuan has already begun to prepare for the burial..."
"Back to Lord Long Live, originally the third master of the palace said that those women would be selected for burial immediately. It was the prince who said that after all, human lives are at stake in this matter, and he must report it to the emperor!" Zhou Bingzhong continued.
In the Ming Dynasty, the vassal kings basically made their own decisions regarding the burial of martyrs in private, and rarely reported it, and such matters could not be reported.
The prince of Jin acted in such a mature and prudent manner. Presumably, he also categorically disagreed with the matter of burial.
"Is the third master of your Jin palace Zhu Jiyi?" Zhu Yunxi said angrily.
"Exactly!"
"It's worse than a pig's head!" Zhu Yunxi scolded angrily.
Among the relatives of the Zhu family, the two people he hated the most were the descendants of Zhu Zheng, the lineage of King Jingjiang. The old man and Queen Ma used to support Zhu Zheng's son as a legitimate grandson.
As a result, as soon as that kid arrived in the fiefdom, he forced the docile Cantonese people to almost rebel!
Not only is he cruel and cruel, he also refuses to change despite repeated admonitions.
The other one was Zhu Jixi, who was Zhu Fan's concubine. He was angry that Zhu Fan loved his legitimate son. After Yongle usurped the throne and ascended the throne, he kept writing letters to Yongle, falsely accusing the second generation Jin King Zhu Jixi of being disloyal.
Historically, Zhu Di was dissatisfied with the second generation of King Jin. Zhengchou had no excuse, so he directly seized the title and asked the second generation of King Jin to take his legitimate son to guard the tomb, allowing Zhu Jiyi to inherit the title of King of Jin.
After Zhu Jiyi became the king of Jin, he was not only cruel and greedy, but also sent people to poison his own aunt, Xie, and his eldest brother's legitimate son and grandson.
Such beasts are rare in the world!
At this moment, Zhu Yunxi suddenly saw from the corner of his eye that the old man in the teahouse had stood up.
"Where is the grandson? He took a piss for so long, so don't let the city wall collapse!"
This chapter has been completed!