Accepted the order in the face of danger, canonized the emperor's grandson, and oversees the country!
Zhu Yuanzhang's last words were like a thunderbolt from the blue, exploding above the heads of Zhan Hui and others.
After all, the Ming Dynasty was determined by three generations!
Everyone was shocked that the position of the great grandson of the Ming Emperor had been confirmed, and they were even more worried about the emperor's sense of weakness and urgency at this moment.
At this time, the emperor seemed to be explaining his funeral arrangements.
Zhan Hui and others can no longer tell. At this time, it is time to congratulate the Duke of Huaiyou... No! It's the emperor's grandson!
Or should we worry about the health of the emperor's body?
However, Zhu Yunxi, despite being excited and unexpected, still maintained his last trace of reason and was the first to react to the almost expected position of the emperor's grandson.
He turned around and knelt before the old man.
"My grandson accepts the order to express his gratitude. He will never let down his trust and will never delay our Ming Dynasty!"
As Zhu Yunxi thanked him loudly.
Only then did Zhan Hui and others wake up and knelt down one after another.
"I congratulate Your Majesty and the Imperial Grandson."
"The Ming Dynasty was determined by the three generations, the country was stable, the prosperous age was coming, and the world was settled!"
"I swear allegiance to the death, serve the country, the country, and the country, dedicate myself to death, and die!"
Zhu Yuanzhang was lying on the soft couch, with a twilight look on his face, and waved his hand weakly: "Go, let's all leave the palace today, go home and wash up, put on new clothes, and add new colors to my Ming Dynasty!"
Zhan Hui and others were still filled with excitement. After hearing this, they kowtowed together and resigned.
Seeing the ministers turn and leave one by one, Zhu Yuanzhang sneered at Zhu Yunxi. Under Zhu Yunxi's confusion, he turned to the backs of Zhan Hui and others and said, "Go and see you off."
Zhu Yunxi just woke up and nodded silently.
He bowed his hands to the old man and then turned around to catch up with Zhan Hui and others who had already reached the entrance of the palace.
"Everyone, let me see you off!"
The ministers who had already walked out of the palace couldn't help but stop and looked at Zhu Yunxi who was catching up with him in confusion.
It wasn't until Zhu Yunxi reached the front that they took another step, always following within half a step of Zhu Yunxi.
Zhan Hui walked in the front, with a smile on his face: "Wei ministers congratulate the supervisor of the country. Now he canonize the grandson, supervise the country at the gate, and hear the state affairs."
"I and others congratulate the grandson, and the supervisor will hear the report."
Zhu Yunxi walked in front unhurriedly, turning his head to listen to the congratulations of the courtiers behind him.
He turned sideways and cupped his hands. There was no joy on his face as he should have been after being crowned the Ming Dynasty's grandson. Instead, he looked worried and said: "Now my grandpa is ill and my father is seriously ill. At this time of crisis, I am here to supervise the country."
, hear about state affairs.
I am really scared and uneasy, fearing that the country will be in turmoil, that I will live up to my grandpa’s high hopes, and that I will be ashamed of my ancestors of the Ming Dynasty.”
Zhan Hui and others looked at Zhu Yunxi's concern for the country, the people, and state affairs, and they felt more and more satisfied.
If it were someone else, and he was suddenly awarded the title of grandson of the Ming Emperor, he would probably be overjoyed, and he would be ready to take over the power.
On the contrary, the emperor's grandson in front of him, who has been known for his cowardice and introversion for more than ten years, is now so calm, neither arrogant nor impetuous. Not only is he pure and filial, but he is also worried about the country and the country all the time. p>
Your Majesty did not choose the wrong person!
The eyes of Zhan Hui and others were silently exchanging again, and infinite sighs arose in their hearts.
Zhan Hui, the Minister of Civil Affairs, also slightly restrained the smile on his face and said in a deep voice: "The emperor's grandson is pure, filial, benevolent, civilized, and military. He is extremely intelligent, and he is mature and prudent. He will not have such worries.
Our Ming Dynasty will also prosper and prosper, the prosperous age will come, the people will live and work in peace and contentment, and the world will be at peace!"
Zhu Yunxi had already reached the steps in front of the main hall and looked back at Zhan Hui and others.
He looked heavy and shook his head and said: "No! Now I am in charge of supervising the country and overseeing state affairs. I still need your help. Let us join hands to stabilize the Ming Dynasty and live up to grandpa's high hopes and the blessings of our ancestors!" This is an obvious solicitation, and it is also an obvious way to appease and win over people's hearts.
Even the people present have been officials for many years.
But facing the newly-minted emperor grandson of the Ming Dynasty, how can one remain unmoved if he values him so highly?
Zhan Hui took a deep breath and looked back at his colleagues.
These dozens of big shots, representing the top civil servants of the Ming Dynasty, took steps one after another and hurried down to both sides of the steps.
In front of Zhu Yunxi, his posture was extremely respectful and his expression was extremely excited.
Led by Zhan Hui, everyone threw up their robes, spread their hands, and then slowly clasped their hands together.
Bow.
Put your hands above your head.
"I swear to serve the Ming Dynasty to the death!"
The emperor's grandson is the future of the Ming Dynasty. To serve the Ming Dynasty is to serve the emperor's grandson.
With the emperor and the prince here, there are some things that cannot be said too much.
Zhu Yunxi stood in front of the main hall, at the top of the steps.
There is no wind or waves on my face, and I feel the experience of this moment calmly.
He waved his hand and called the chamberlain and the imperial guards who were waiting aside.
"Call someone, hold up the lantern, and escort all the officials of the Ming Dynasty back to their homes!"
This is a gift.
They treat each other with the courtesy of a national scholar.
Zhan Hui and others felt excited again, and thanked them again.
Under Zhu Yunxi's calm gaze, Zhan Hui and others left towards the palaces outside the palace with full excitement.
Zhu Yunxi has always stood at the top of this ladder.
Watching Zhan Hui and others disappear under the shadow of the palace.
After Sun Cheng came over, he smiled.
"How?"
Facing the third master's inquiry, Sun Cheng nodded heavily, then smiled and said with cupped hands: "My subordinates congratulate the third master. He will soon be crowned the grandson of the emperor. He will supervise the country and hear about state affairs."
Zhu Yunxi exhaled a breath of joy from his chest for the first time, raised his legs with a glare, and lightly kicked Sun Cheng: "Flattery!"
Only then did Sun Cheng take two steps forward with a smile and whispered: "That Zhou Ji has already been questioned and executed. The subordinates were watching the person personally and did not ask him to say what he shouldn't have said. The Jin Yiwei side also
Come here to report, Tiqi has been sent out to hunt down the three rebellious clans in the city. Tomorrow, when we get the order, we will go to Zhongdu to arrest Jiang Xiahou's family."
Having said this, Sun Cheng looked around, took a step forward again, and reached Zhu Yunxi's ear.
After that, he whispered more and more: "The Jin Yiwei said that as long as they get the order tomorrow, they will escort the deposed Guangling County Prince back to the Central Capital and will never let him step out of the Imperial City of the Central Capital.
!"
Zhu Yunxi hummed, his eyes a little unclear, making Sun Cheng wonder what the third master was thinking about at the moment.
Sun Cheng whispered again: "Zhang Zhiyuan's subordinates have also made arrangements. The dozen or so of them will be accused of dereliction of duty this time. The founding father has also given a letter of approval, and they will be punished according to your wishes, Third Master."
Sent to the north."
Zhu Yunxi nodded and looked at Sun Cheng: "Second uncle didn't ask why?"
Sun Cheng thought for a while and whispered: "My father-in-law said that the third master is now old and knows what to do and what not to do. The father-in-law said that the third master will only give orders from now on, and the founder of the country will not hesitate.
Never give up!"
Hearing what his second uncle Chang Sheng said, Zhu Yunxi smiled bitterly, shook his head and waved his hand, signaling Sun Cheng to step back.
After walking halfway into the hall, Zhu Yunxi stopped under Sun Cheng's puzzled gaze.
"Looking back, Jin Yiwei has some errands that you have to take on. Let's go home from the palace tonight and spend time with our family."
Sun Cheng's eyes suddenly turned red. If he hadn't been here outside the main hall, he felt that he would probably shed tears.
Facing Zhu Yunxi’s back, bow deeply.
Sun Cheng then left the palace.
……
"My grandson just wants to spend time with you and your father tonight, and he won't go anywhere."
Back in the hall, Zhu Yunxi sat on the ground in front of the soft couch, with a smile on his face and looked at the old man who asked the question.
Perhaps the ginseng soup he had taken earlier began to take effect on Zhu Yuanzhang, and the pale complexion on his face that was half-real and half-pretended before became a little more energetic.
He stretched out his hand and patted Zhu Yunxi's forehead, scolding: "Why, I'm afraid grandpa is dead."
"Bah, bah, bah!" Zhu Yunxi hurriedly said, with dissatisfaction and fear on his face: "Grandpa, you must not say this!"
As he spoke, Zhu Yunxi did not forget to clasp his hands and bow to the sky.
Zhu Yuanzhang looked at this scene and immediately laughed out loud: "You are the best at these vain things."
After speaking lovingly, Zhu Yuanzhang frowned, his eyes gradually became stern, and he snorted coldly: "We can't die now! No matter who comes, they can't take away our life! We still have to keep an eye on the Ming Dynasty.
,Protect your father and your boy!"
Zhu Yunxi's eyes moved around and he said, "Grandpa, are you going to sit on the wall and wait and see how the situation in the DPRK will change?"
Just as he was waiting to ask questions, there were footsteps behind him.
The commander of Jinyiwei, Jiang Wei, unexpectedly appeared at this time.
When Jiang Wei arrived in front of the saint, he knelt down on one knee and worshiped: "I see your Majesty."
Then he turned sideways and said, "I see the grandson of the supervisory state."
Zhu Yuanzhang raised his eyes and glanced at Zhu Yunxi who had just finished asking, and then looked at Jiang Yu calmly: "How did it go?"
Jiang Yu concentrated and replied: "Your Majesty, Duke Lan Yu of the State of Liang, his soldiers, and his adopted son have been detained by the ministers and are left at your Majesty's mercy."
When he heard that Lan Yu was being detained and waiting to be punished, Zhu Yunxi didn't have much surprise on his face. He just glanced sideways at the commander of the Jin Yiwei, Jiang Ying, who was close at hand.
Zhu Yuanzhang chuckled: "Don't look at it, kid."
Zhu Yunxi condensed his mind, lowered his head and said: "My grandson knows his mistake."
Zhu Yuanzhang waved his hand and said to Jiang Yu: "Hold it first and talk about it tomorrow."
Jiang Wei cupped his hands and accepted the order: "I obey the order."
Then Jiang Wei stood up, glanced at the emperor's grandson in front of him, and finally took out an untitled volume from his sleeve, bowed and carefully placed it on the desk at Zhu Yuanzhang's hand.
After doing this, he clasped his fists and resigned.
Knowing that Jiang Yu had been gone for a long time, Zhu Yunxi was still thinking about the news he had just heard about the seizure of Lan Yu, and his eyes looked at the book placed in the old man's hand from time to time.
He smelled something that he had never noticed before, and it was slowly unfolding.
Looking at the old man again, he seemed to have no intention of leaving the album to himself.
Zhu Yunxi suddenly felt that becoming the emperor's grandson might just be the beginning, and after many changes in recent days, there was still a storm brewing in this peaceful night.
Zhu Yuanzhang, on the other hand, looked at Zhu Yunxi, who was frowning and thinking, with a smile on his face.
He chuckled and said: "Don't think about it anymore, go see if your father is awake."