In the blink of an eye, the time has come to the fiftieth year of Shaowu, spring and March.
The imperial concubine Miaoxian was seriously ill, and Zhu Yixi accompanied her day and night, but still could not prevent her from passing away.
King Qi, King Ji, and the two princesses knelt beside the bed, looking ugly.
Zhu Yixi held his hand tightly, pursed her lips, and was speechless.
Miao Xian smiled without any scruples: "Why should your Majesty be too sad? Birth, aging, illness and death are human nature."
"I have already looked away!"
Zhu Yixi forced a smile: "Having a good life is a matter of life and death."
"In the past, in Xi'an Mansion, if it weren't for Your Majesty, this huge nunnery would probably have collapsed. Fortunately, thanks to His Majesty's favor, I have been free from illness and disaster. I am already blessed by nature..."
As she said that, she actually laughed: "After traveling to Hanzhong, Huguang, and suddenly arriving at the palace, it's really surprising..."
"After I leave, I hope that Your Majesty will take care of yourself. The world cannot be without me, and it cannot be without Your Majesty for a day."
As she said that, she glanced at her two sons and two daughters again: "You should control yourselves well, be frugal and manage your household, and don't be greedy or angry..."
Suddenly, he lost his breath.
The imperial doctor on the side hurriedly lit the incense sticks, and when he saw them scattering, he knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, the imperial concubine has passed away——"
"I got it, you don't need to repeat it again!"
Zhu Yixi said angrily, holding the woman's cold hand and refusing to let go.
After a long time, he felt his body was numb, and then he got up.
A large-scale funeral was held at Yuquan Villa.
All the officials in the capital, including the distinguished ministers, all paid homage to the emperor with great solemnity.
After working hard for more than half a month, I finally stopped.
However, before Zhu Yixi could calm down her emotions, she suddenly received news that the prince was ill.
A prince over fifty is rare in the history of the dynasties, and it is normal for him to get sick.
Even so, Zhu Yixi still visited in person.
On the sick bed, the prince looked haggard and coughed non-stop. A spittoon was always at hand, and the grandson was waiting on him.
He glanced at the spittoon, but luckily he didn't cough up blood.
"How dare you, my son, trouble your father and the emperor personally—"
"Lie down!" Zhu Yixi sighed. The smell of herbs in his nose was difficult for him to adapt to.
It is not a good thing to have a longevity and salary that is too high.
"Take good care of it and wait until it feels better!"
After saying this, he walked away.
Looking at his old father who was healthier than himself, the prince was silent for a moment.
"Dad!" The grandson hesitated for a while and then said, "Grandpa Huang seems to have changed a lot."
"You're old, it's normal!" the prince said.
Immediately afterwards, King Qi and King Ji came to say goodbye.
To the two kings, the prince is also a king.
"Second brother is in very good health!" The prince said with a smile, "How is the state of Qi?"
"Thanks to the blessings of our ancestors, Qi can barely survive."
King Qi showed a smile.
Compared with the prince, the King of Qi looks older, has gray hair on his temples, and his skin is darker, making him appear slightly richer.
King Ji was smiling beside him.
After chatting for a long time, the two of them left.
As soon as he left the East Palace, King Qi sighed: "I'm afraid the prince will not last long!"
"No way?" King Ji didn't believe it.
"You can live long if you can eat and drink, just like your father. But how can the prince live long if he is so skinny?"
King Qi stopped and said nothing more.
In early summer, when the prince's health was getting better, the emperor issued an edict to the prince, claiming that he would become the emperor himself.
At this time, the whole capital was in turmoil.
The civil and military officials repeatedly tried to dissuade him, but they still could not shake the emperor's determination.
Thus, in early August, the grey-haired prince Zhu Cunqu held a coronation ceremony and formally ascended the throne. He was fifty years old.
Change next year to the first year of Longde.
The first thing Emperor Longde did after he ascended the throne was to confer titles on his brothers and princes.
First, the grandson Zhu Fuyi was the crown prince of the East Palace, and his son was the grandson.
Immediately afterwards, the third son Zhu Fuxuan was canonized as King Xuan, and the fourth son Zhu Fuyu was named King of E.
Then the emperor's forty-third son became King Hui, the emperor's forty-fourth son became King Yu, the emperor's forty-fifth son became King Zhao, the emperor's forty-sixth son became King Li, and the emperor's forty-seventh son became King Su.
The forty-eighth son of the emperor is the king of the state, and the forty-ninth son of the emperor is the king of Lu.
The emperor's fiftieth son becomes the king of England.
There are six remaining princes, all of whom are under ten years old, so they have not been canonized with royal titles.
For these eight younger brothers and two sons, Zhu Cunqu was also very troubled, thinking about arranging a good place for the vassal.
Who knows, the Governor of Nanyang reported that King Shen also died of illness after succeeding his eldest son.
In this way, he could only let his third son be his heir and inherit his country.
Regarding the remaining eight kings, Yao Qisheng, the chief minister of the cabinet, said: "The governor of Beihai came to report that many small cities have been built in the wasteland of Hanhai, all around Beihai, which is suitable for canonizing the vassals of the kings."
"Isn't this too stingy?"
Zhu Cunqu was a little hesitant.
As far as he knows, Hanhai is called a city-state, which is not as good as an inland county. It has a radius of three to five hundred miles and a population of only a few thousand households. It can be described as miserable.
Which of the Southeast Asian countries does not have hundreds of thousands of people?
"Your Majesty, this is a strategy drawn up during the reign of the Supreme Emperor. Besides, the vast sea is close to the North Sea. There are no poisonous insects, ferocious beasts, malaria and smog. It is just a little desolate. It can be considered a good place!"
Yao Qisheng added in a low voice: "Look, isn't Shen Guo extinct?"
Hearing this, Zhu Cunqu felt relieved, but still reported it to the Supreme Emperor.
He decides on small things by himself and reports on big things. This is his daily life as an emperor.
"It's up to you!"
Zhu Yixi didn't have any worries or concerns.
There were too many sons, and he didn't even feel it anymore.
In this way, the Hanhai area, which had been planned for a long time, settled eight vassal kings at once, almost all of them living around Beihai.
The government affairs were carried out in an orderly manner, and the huge bureaucracy moved according to the established schedule, which could not be changed by changing the emperor.
Shaowu's fifty years passed peacefully like this.
At the end of the year, all the vassal kings came to see the new emperor and knelt down to worship the new emperor.
On the first day of the dynasty, envoys from all vassals also performed the ritual of kneeling three times and bowing nine times.
Turning to the first year of Longde, the country was peaceful and the people were safe, but there was uneasiness in the court.
Emperor Lunde, who had only ascended the throne for a year, was already on his death bed.
He didn't even have time to make changes to the government and local officials before he was already on his deathbed.
If compared with the emperors of the previous Ming Dynasty, fifty-one years old is already a leader, but compared with the Supreme Emperor, he is far behind.
"Father, my son is unwilling to accept this!"
Emperor Lund used all his strength and struggled to say.
For an ambitious person, it is a cruel blow to die shortly before he can realize his great ambitions.
"Yes!" The emperor looked solemnly: "I understand what you mean!"
Emperor Lunde smiled sadly, his chest rising and falling slowly calmed down, and he left before he knew it.
"Your Majesty is broken——" the eunuch's voice was sharp.
The ministers were choked with sobs, beat their chests and stamped their feet, and all of them burst into tears.
Zhu Yixi was too lazy to pay attention to them and directly ordered: "The funeral of Emperor Daxing is of course important, but the country cannot live without a king for a day."
"Prince, choose an auspicious day for you to ascend the throne!"
The prince raised his head blankly, crying with tears and runny nose.
This chapter has been completed!