The crowning of Dongling Tomb is far less magnificent than that of Xiaoling Tomb.
Even though everything in the cemetery is imitated in imperial style and is no different from the emperor's etiquette, everything looks smaller than the one in Xiaoling.
A large part of Zhu Biao's mausoleum was originally the old man's mausoleum.
His favorite son died unprepared at an early age. The old man had no choice but to divide some of the tomb he was building and write some for his favorite son.
In the same long underground palace, the old man slowly moved forward with the two lonely figures of Pu Bucheng.
No one has entered this underground palace for many years, so it is even darker and more gloomy.
Suddenly, the old man stopped and his expression became a little angry.
Leading to the front hall where Zhu Biao's coffin is placed, everything is a replica of the prince's office during his lifetime. The throne, bookshelf, porcelain, etc. are all old things used by the prince. It is equivalent to taking Zhu Biao's office during his lifetime.
Moved to the underground palace.
In the corner of the front hall, there were several large blue and white porcelain jars filled with various kinds of grease. But now, the ever-burning lamp inserted in the grease did not emit any light.
The wick was stuck diagonally in such a dilapidated state, without any trace of burning.
"Why don't you light the ever-burning lamp in the underground palace?" The old man's voice was cold.
Pu Bucheng's old face also showed murderous intent, "The slaves guarding the mausoleum must have been negligent!"
"Do you know how to deal with it?" the old man asked in a low voice.
"Look back, I will let these blind slaves serve the prince!"
The conversation between the master and the servant echoed in the underground palace and never dispersed for a long time.
To others, this underground palace is the place where Prince Zhu Biao is buried. Once people are buried in it, there is no need to worry about it. After a few years, when no one cares about it, it will simply be sealed up.
But for the old man, this is his son's home in another world.
How could he not be angry when he saw his son's house was completely dark without any lights?
When the old man heard this, he still seemed very dissatisfied. But in the end he could only nod his head and move on.
The eunuch holding a lantern who followed the old man and Pu Bucheng looked even more humble and humble.
"We always wonder!" the old man said as he walked, "Are there not enough people serving the boss?" As he said, he sighed heavily, "He is a kind-hearted child who has been good to the people around him since he was a child.
, can’t bear to see others suffer.”
"On his deathbed, he told us that it was because of his own bad luck that he would not let me anger others!"
In the gloomy underground palace, the old man's voice was particularly melancholy and sad.
"The prince's character is one of the best in a million!" Pu Bucheng echoed in a low voice, "These servants in the palace are very lucky to be able to serve such a master!"
"Like his mother!" Hearing others praise his son, the old man smiled, "They are both compassionate and don't like to care about, calculate, and don't like to use secret methods!"
As he walked, he saw the huge coffin in front of him.
"It's just!" the old man continued, "good people don't live long!"
After the words fell, the old man's footsteps suddenly stopped. He was still a long way away from the coffin. There was a somewhat complicated look on his face. He seemed to want to step forward, but he seemed a little afraid and at a loss.
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"We didn't let anyone enclose the underground palace at the beginning, just because we were going to get upset one day and wanted to come and see you!"
The old man spoke slowly, "This time, it's the first time, but I guess it's also the last time!"
"In the past few years, first your eldest son left, and then your mother left. We finally got through it, and you damn left again! Hey, I really owed you in my previous life, and torturing me in this life makes me feel uncomfortable.
Feel good!"
"Originally, I wanted to bring your son over to see you, and then have the underground palace sealed up later!"
"But we are old and don't want to cry anymore, so we didn't let him come."
"Your son is better than you!"
At this point, the old man snorted heavily and continued, "At least he doesn't pretend to be stupid, and he is not polite when it is time to kill. It's not like you, who let those plagued scholars teach you bad things and think about this and that when doing things.
, I can’t be cruel and I can’t do anything!”
"Hey!" The old man sighed deeply again, "When you were alive, we scolded you a lot, and when I come to you today, I have to scold you a few more times. As a father, sometimes we are too mean to you.
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"Now let's have a heart-to-heart talk. Since you left, my mother's health has been getting worse day by day. If I hadn't been unable to let go of our eldest grandson, I might have gone to you and your mother long ago!"
"If you have a weak body, you have a lot to think about!"
"When we first decided to let our eldest grandson take over, we thought of one thing, and that was to kill all those killers!"
"I know you definitely don't agree, but why are you talking to us about the founding hero of the country? Old brother, you are loyal!"
"fart!"
"Loyalty is because there is not enough bargaining chip for betrayal. Who the hell doesn't want to be the emperor?"
"Who wants to kneel to others?"
"It's not that we're afraid of them rebelling. They don't have the ability or the courage. We just think that our eldest grandson is still young. If one day we can't wait for him to grow up, he will leave. The ones below are kicking their noses.
Will the killers on his face become a burden to him?"
"But later on, our eldest grandson made us look at him with admiration. He made all those killers obedient and obedient!"
"Of course it's because he is your legitimate son and the grandson of Chang Yuchun, and there is a group of nobles behind him who are devoted to him. More importantly, he himself has the appearance of a wise master!"
"Didn't you always ask us before, what is the appearance of a wise master?"
"Mingzhu doesn't make false claims, he is pragmatic!"
"If you don't talk about He Qing Hai Yan and peace in the world all day long, you won't be able to balance the court."
"You know you have to do something, even if you are reviled, you have to do it!"
"The post office he established is very good. It has increased the financial resources of the court. It is also good to collect commercial taxes, and the national treasury has more input!"
"What he is doing is better now. He just wants to prevent those wealthy landlords and the plagued scholars from sucking the blood of the country!"
"Don't worry about whether he did it right or not, whether it was good or not, whether he was in a hurry or not. But if he dares to do it, he will do it!"
"Better than you!"
The old man continued, "My son has given birth to more children than you!" As he said this, he suddenly laughed.
"You, you have grandchildren, twins, twins, do you know?"
"Damn it, our old Zhu family has not had such good luck for many generations."
"You are more blessed than us. There will be thousands of children and grandchildren to worship you in the future, and there will be no such thing as disharmony between face and heart!"
"How do you think we know?"
"Huh, let me ask you about your good son!"
Speaking of this, the old man looked a little lonely, "We know that sometimes you didn't say anything back then, but you were actually very embarrassed by your brothers who were crowned kings!"
"At the beginning, we did think a little too much and wanted to be simple!"
"As soon as you left, they all started thinking about things they shouldn't have!"
"If they all come respectfully, your soft-faced and hard-hearted son may still keep them! Now, let's see, hey! Guess, when we die, he will hunt rabbits and not let anyone go!
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"Cutting the vassalage! He has cut off his uncles, and he will not grant it again in the future."
"Whatever he said, no matter how sealed it is, it won't stay the same!"
"That boy, you are very ambitious. You want all the land illuminated by rivers and the bright moon and sun to be the land of the Ming Dynasty!"
"Hehe! What a good boy, let's show you how good you are!"
Speaking of this, the smile on the old man's face disappeared.
"We are old and will die soon, we know it!"
"There are many things that we can't control, and we don't have the energy to do so!"
"All the land, country, and land have been given to the eldest grandson, so he can fend for himself. He is old now and is already his father. If we don't let him go, the child will be fooled!"
"Today is also the last time I come to see you. Boss, I will tell you one more thing. Remember it."
As he said that, the old man lowered his head slightly and said, "In the future, if your underachieving brothers cry and complain to you over there, just slap them! We have killed too many people. If we can't go to your side,
Your spirit in heaven must protect your children and grandchildren!"
After saying that, the old man turned around, turned around, and moved forward.
"Pu Bu Cheng!"
"The slave is here!"
"The underground palace is sealed!"
"According to the order!"
"Everyone who knew the gate to the underground palace of the prince's mausoleum was martyred!"
"My slave knows that the eunuchs who guard the underground palace on weekdays and the craftsmen behind the seal of the underground palace will be dealt with personally by my slave!"
"good!"
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Just got off work, exhausted both physically and mentally...
