The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and the entire capital had already covered with a thick layer of snow.
It seems that since the end of the Ming Dynasty, winters have become increasingly cold. The so-called auspicious snow indicates a good harvest, which seems to be just a legend. The increasingly extreme cold has never brought about a good harvest.
The people are becoming increasingly difficult in this increasingly cold and extreme winter.
Fortunately, today is different from the past. The people all know that the current Emperor Zhaowu is not only good at fighting, but also very good to the people like them.
In this winter, the people need only three things: food, cloth to keep warm, coal... life-saving!
And there are always some bold and arrogant people every year, and every year, the Beijing vegetable market is full of people.
Those who kill are naturally all profiteers who hoard goods and officials who collude with profiteers.
The bureaucrats complained, and dared not speak out, and the emperor's reputation of blood-hard murderous crimes has long been spread all over the world.
The various goods in the inner courts in the capital are sold at affordable prices.
For the people, I don't know much about the big truth, but
Of course, whoever treats them well and who wants to harm them can see clearly.
The name of the Holy Lord has spread in this capital and the world of Daheng.
"A Holy Lord..."
In the carriage, listening to the people outside the window, the little emperor murmured to himself.
Walking from Quanzhou and passing through several provinces in the south of the Yangtze River, all of which were wars and people were rolling.
Too many miserable people that have never been seen before are damning to his worldview.
When you enter the land of Daheng, it is a completely different scene.
He remembered that when he was in the court, he heard the most, saying that Emperor Zhaowu was tyrannical and unjust, disasters were brought from heaven, and the people were living in poverty.
But... although natural disasters continue,... the people seem to be as troubled as the people.
The government organizes, either repairing water conservancy or building roads.
The people have surplus land at home and the government has food for relief. Although it is difficult, it is a prosperous scene.
The people did not seem to blame the truth, but instead they were filled with praise.
He remembered that since he knew about it, natural disasters in the north seemed to have continued, and it became more and more severe, and the civil unrest seemed to have never stopped.
The cause of the changes in nature back then was also the civil chaos under the influence of natural disasters.
In recent years, the natural disasters in the north have become increasingly terrifying, but the civil unrest... He seems to have never heard of them again except for this turmoil in Shaanxi.
The enemy on the border, the Later Jin Dynasty, Liaodong became Liao Province, and Mongolia retreated many times...
Turning the tide again and again, and glorious victory in the sky again and again...
"hehe……"
The little emperor chose a comfortable position to sit down. Thinking about what he saw and heard along the way, combined with his experiences over the years, he couldn't help but chuckled, and there was an unspeakable bitterness at the corner of his mouth.
He understood a little.
But, if you understand, what can you do...
The carriage slowly moved forward on the thick snow. The capital that had turned into a snowy city also revealed its prototype in the wind and snow.
The news that King Shou arrived in Beijing was also rapidly spread to all ears and ears in the wind and snow.
As the eyes were peeking, the nine emperors of King Shou's emperor also slowly walked towards the vacant King Shou's mansion.
It was not until the gate of Prince Shou's mansion was closed that the peeping eyes slowly retreated.
The emperor's nine horses were replaced by an ordinary carriage. The young emperor who had just entered the mansion took a normal carriage here and quietly headed towards the palace.
With the wind and snow, the wheels left a deep trace in the palace, extending from the palace gate to the Ganqing Palace.
In the carriage, the little emperor looked at the familiar palace city, and his face that was not suitable for age was rare.
"Your Majesty..."
Wang Chengen spoke out a little worriedly.
"I... I'm fine."
The little emperor shook his head, his eyes shone through the car window, and looked at the towering palace.
Although they are still far apart, the little emperor knew that it was the Ganqing Palace, the former location of the Emperor of Ming Dynasty, and the imperial power of the Ming Dynasty.
Once upon a time, he grew up there too.
It was also there that his father and emperor handed him over to Uncle Li with his own hands.
The former Duke of Qin of the Ming Dynasty, and now the founding emperor of Daheng.
"Your Highness, you're here."
In front of the Ganqing palace, the carriage stopped, and the eunuchs' voices also sounded.
The little emperor was stunned. Wang Chengen immediately stepped forward, pushed open the car door, and then helped the little emperor walk out of the carriage.
When I stopped in front of the hall, the gate of the Ganqing palace was already open. What reflected in the little emperor's vision was a familiar but strange towering figure.
Just like in my memory, so majestic and so powerful that it can suppress everything in the world.
The little emperor opened his mouth, but he could not say anything.
At this moment, looking at Chun Ge'er who had grown into a half-baby child, a complex look flashed in the emperor's unpredictable eyes.
The emperor turned around and left the hall without saying a word. All the eunuchs and palace maids in the hall left the hall and finally stood in the wind and snow outside the hall.
Seeing this, Wang Chengen also stopped when he took a step, looking at the little emperor walking into the hall, his eyes could not hide his worries.
boom……
The palace gate was closed, and the wind and snow that poured back suddenly disappeared, and the palace also returned to silence in an instant.
After a long silence, the emperor slowly spoke:
"Since you're back, stay at ease and stop tossing."
The little emperor confronted him:
"I'll be happy to keep it in a captive life?"
The emperor looked at the young emperor's mature appearance that was not suitable for age, and was silent for a long time before saying, "For Brother Chun, this is the best choice."
The little emperor looked around the Ganqing Palace, which he was very familiar with, and he smiled: "I grew up here, and it is you who grew up here. Teach me how to be an emperor. Even I, this self-proclaimed, was taught by you!"
"But in the end, everything I have been taken away by you. I have tried my best to escape to Jiangnan, and I have been ordered by you to destroy everything. Now you tell me that keeping me for a lifetime is my best choice?"
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The emperor was silent. After a long time, the little emperor seemed to have calmed down. The tears in the corners of his eyes were not dry. He looked at the silent emperor of Daheng again:
"Even if the mother's queen has not poisoned her, you will usurp the throne, right?"
The emperor was still silent. He was not sure about this, but it seemed... he was very sure again.
One thing is very clear.
If he just wanted to be a papermaker for the Ming Dynasty, he would continue the country's fortune for dozens or hundreds of years.
He may 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 endured the fate of this country and nation. Can he still watch the mistakes he will definitely repeat after decades of national destiny?
He certainly doesn't want to!
If the rights are not in his hands, there is no right, there is no obligation. Perhaps, he will not pay attention to what the future will be.
But if he assumes the rights, how can he not be sure of it?
The reality is that if he wants to avoid the endless misery in the future, he must make drastic moves and reverse it from the root.
And all this is definitely not something that a minister can do. Even if he is forced to do it, it is inevitable that the people will die.
The fate of powerful officials is destined.
Even if he carefully taught this Jingwu Emperor, even if he would support everything about him.
But the Ming system was doomed to be impossible.
Perhaps, without the stupidity of Empress Dowager Zhou, there would be another stupid person. He could endure it once, twice, and three times...
But... there is always something that cannot be done!
Umbushes of the throne 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 slowly spoke.
The little emperor got up, said nothing, turned around slowly, and headed out of the hall.
The emperor silently stared at the departing little emperor, and there was a rare glimmer in his eyes.
He is worthy of the people of the world, but he is only ashamed of these two fathers and sons.
Chapter completed!