Zhu Yunxi and his party arrived at Longwan Pier outside Yingtian City on the head of the twelfth lunar month.
The news that the emperor's body was ill arrived at Yingtian earlier than the fleet. When the fleet docked, the huge and luxurious emperor's chariot, which the old man rarely used, was already parked on the pier at the pier.
Zhu Biao issued a death order, not allowing the news to spread, and not allowing anyone from the cabinet or court to leave the city to pick him up.
The emperor's health should not be spied upon by courtiers.
It should be raining lightly today.
The boat is immersed in the river surface that has become soft due to falling snow. As the people on the boat step off the pier, the vibrations will cause the layer of soft snow to surge.
On the trestle where the flagship was docked, there was nothing but the emperor's chariot parked there.
An additional shed was also erected.
The reason why it is called a shed is because the shed was built from the royal chariot to the disembarkation position of the flagship.
The top and sides were wrapped in thick cotton to protect it from wind and snow.
Zhu Biao was alone in the shed where he disembarked, his face a little pale.
In the shed behind him, there is a stove at a certain distance that exhausts exhaust outside the shed, providing heat for the entire shed.
Zhu Yunxi took Zhu Gaochi and Zhu Shangbing off the boat first.
"Father."
"Uncle."
The three of them saluted, Zhu Biao just nodded, his face still pale, but his original solemn expression softened slightly.
Zhu Yunxi walked to the side of the prince's father and whispered: "Grandpa is in a stable condition at the moment, but he is a little weak and his energy is a little worse than before."
Zhu Biao hummed and nodded: "You have worked hard this way."
Say it.
He continued to raise his head and stare at the boat.
On the ship, with Shan Yongnian and Shui Sannian personally watching, two Imperial Guardsmen carried the old man in a wheelchair and slowly walked out of the cabin.
Immediately, there were people standing around with thick quilts, and a big umbrella was also held on top.
If it doesn't snow today, there is no need to do this.
But there was snow at the moment, and the wind on the river was cold at the pier, so they moved so aggressively.
On the contrary, the envoy of Shanyong Nursing Home said that this need not be the case, and that a brief incident would not affect the emperor. But no one, including Zhu Yunxi, dared to take it lightly.
Even though Taiyuan Hospital has been using water for three years now, it still feels like it should be more careful at this time.
So Shan Yongnian, the envoy of the old hospital, had nothing to say.
It's only a short journey anyway.
When the old man was carried off the boat and entered the shed, Zhu Biao had already stepped forward.
"father……"
Zhu Biao knelt on one knee in front of the wheelchair, holding the armrests with both hands.
Worry was written on his face.
Since receiving the news that the old man fell ill again, the prince, who had been busy with state affairs all day, but had become more energetic, became exhausted in the blink of an eye.
Probably it was a bit cold today because of the rain. Zhu Yuanzhang, who was sitting in a wheelchair and wrapped in a thick wool blanket, looked a little lackluster.
Zhu Yuanzhang glanced at the prince, with a smile on his face, and said in a weak tone: "I can't die yet, don't worry, your mother is not in a hurry to let me accompany her."
Zhu Biao was a little worried and turned to look at his son aside.
Zhu Yunxi said softly: "Back to my father, grandpa probably has good and bad weather because of the season. The Imperial Hospital thought that after returning to the palace, he would stabilize and get better gradually. For now, let's go to the city and return to the palace."
Zhu Biao nodded, stood up quickly and stepped aside: "Yes, yes, yes! Go back to the palace quickly. I have asked people to thicken the doors and windows of Qianqing Palace, and build fire walls for day and night heating. I have also set up a room next to the palace for the emperor. The hospital is always here to take care of you.”
As the prince spoke, he waved his hand to the officers and soldiers pushing the wheelchair to move quickly.
Everyone was busy in the shed for a while, and finally sent the old man to the chariot.
Under the protection of numerous imperial guards and imperial guards, the royal chariot finally carried the old man into the city and back to the palace.
The imperial chariot was very big, but because Shan Yongnian and Shui San had to accompany it, Zhu Biao, Zhu Yunxi and others got on the carriage at the back.
"The envoy of the old hospital is one of the leaders of Ming Dynasty's medical science. Although he can recover with careful care, he still cannot take it lightly. After all, it is the cold winter now..."
On the carriage, Zhu Biao looked at his son and two nephews with a solemn tone.
According to the saying in the countryside.
Once this person falls ill and it happens to be winter, it will be a very dangerous thing.
New Year's Eve.
New Year's Eve.
It’s not just about the end and beginning of a year.
There are many taboos and opinions about this among the people.
Even the seasons, annual rings, and changes in the seasonal transitions are also the transitions of human beings.
How many people have their red couplets turned into blank pieces of paper?
For a moment, the atmosphere in the carriage became solemn.
Zhu Shangbing said gloomily: "Uncle, don't worry. Grandpa is the founding emperor of our Ming Dynasty. He is blessed by God and prayed for by all the people. This time it's just a case of acclimatization and an occasional cold. It will definitely be fine."
The young man comforted others, but his own face was full of sadness.
Zhu Biao nodded and forced a smile: "The old man will naturally be blessed with great blessings!"
Zhu Yunxi pondered for a long time before speaking: "My grandfather fell ill this time and talked a lot with his son."
He was a little hesitant, but he still had to make it clear to the prince's father in advance about his abdication.
In order to prevent so many tedious things from happening all at once, everything in the palace and outside the palace, and in the government and the public, will be messed up.
More importantly, the prince's father must be able to accept this fact.
Zhu Biao had doubts on his face.
Zhu Yunxi explained: "Grandpa said a lot at that time. In addition to talking about the feud between the parents and the future of our Ming Dynasty. The most important thing is that grandpa wants to abdicate and let the Qintian Supervisor choose a good and auspicious day to pass the throne to you, my father."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhu Biao's expression immediately changed and he spoke in a deep voice.
"This is absolutely impossible!"
What Zhu Biao said was categorical and could not be persuaded.
He looked at Zhu Yunxi solemnly and said in a deep voice: "Your grandfather was in his prime in the Spring and Autumn Period, and the country was in the midst of the New Deal. How could he change his commander on the spot? Furthermore, since ancient times, there have been several ministers who have accepted the emperor's concession.
.Although my father does not have the title of emperor, he has held the power of emperor for many years because of your trust and love. Even if he cannot give in, he can still serve the country, govern the world, support the country, and benefit all people."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Zhu Biao said very firmly.
There is no unspoken process that requires three applications and three resignations.
He just didn't want to accept the old man's concession.
The Hongwu Dynasty was a very strange period.
If we count all the dynasties in detail, no dynasty can be like the Hongwu Dynasty. The emperor looked forward to the crown prince taking over the throne all day long.
There is no other dynasty where the prince is more loved by all the officials than the emperor, and the emperor is happy to see this happen.
Even powerful figures like Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty and Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty were extremely strict in controlling and guarding against the current prince.
What happened to the prince of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty?
He was killed because of a witchcraft case.
What happened to the prince of Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty?
The father and son were jealous, forced to rebel, and died.
Was Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty a qualified emperor?
Is Tang Taizong a qualified emperor?
If we look at the profession of emperor, what the two of them have done far exceeds the duties that the emperor himself should perform.
Even when future generations talk about the previous dynasty, they will inevitably take them as role models to educate future generations.
But none of their princes met a good end.
Where is Zhu Biao, the crown prince of the founding emperor of the Ming Dynasty?
After he was canonized as the crown prince of the Ming Dynasty, he began to supervise the country.
Fundamentally speaking, the old man has always felt that he is a country boy and his success in the world is just due to luck.
When it comes to becoming an emperor, it must be a prince who has read a lot of books and has some complete imperial education, which is more suitable.
As an old man, I am just a man who wants to conquer the world.
To govern the world, a son who is more capable than him can do it.
My son is better than me.
It's just that the old man has no neighbors to promote his son to become someone else's child.
Therefore, for a long time, the old man has revealed his intention to abdicate.
But for Zhu Biao.
This is a boring and unnecessary thing.
Although he is the prince, he still does the emperor's business.
It's just the title of an emperor.
Could it be that in this world, who would dare to think of stealing the emperor's position?
The emperor would not agree.
The clan would not agree.
The officials would not agree.
The people will not agree.
Throughout the dynasties, the emperor's sons have been waiting for the prince to make mistakes so that he can inherit the throne. This is also the time when the dynasty's imperial power changes. It is the most common thing to happen, and it is also the reason why the country and the government are most likely to be turbulent.
But such a thing would never happen in the Hongwu Dynasty.
At least, as long as Zhu Biao, the prince, acts well and lives well, such a thing will not happen.
If anyone dares to speak out, he will be replaced by the prince.
The gang of princes and brothers in the clan, together with their respective palace guards, would cut to pieces the madman who dared to speak so brazenly.
So what Zhu Biao has always hoped is that his old man can really live a long life.
After the old man ascends to heaven, he will naturally change his title from prince to emperor, and then continue to do what he has been doing.
Let him accept the title of emperor now?
Absolutely impossible.
Not to mention so many reasons and rationales.
Just because of filial piety, Zhu Biao would never agree to accept the abdication.
Even the clan and the court knew what was going on.
But it is impossible for everyone in the world to understand.
By then, the drama of a prince forcing the emperor to abdicate is likely to spread.
If his reputation is ruined, he will be slandered by others, and the family relationship between father and son in the Tian family will be slandered.
Zhu Yunxi was a little embarrassed.
Looking at the prince's father who was already a little angry, he couldn't shut up and not mention this matter.
The reason why the old man talked to himself alone all night was because he understood that the prince could not easily accept the throne, so he needed himself, as his son and grandson, to play a decisive role in the process.
And he is also inclined to give in.
Zhu Yunxi frowned and persuaded softly: "My son can generally understand my father's concerns. But there is a more important thing. I wonder if my father has thought about it?"
Zhu Biao saw that his son still wanted to persuade him, but he was confused about what else he could say.
So, Zhu Biao nodded: "You say."
Zhu Yunxi collected his thoughts and said, "Does father know that mental worries can also harm the body?"
"I just understand that God hurts the body, and the two cannot be distinguished."
Zhu Yunxi hummed and continued: "Grandpa is indeed old now, and he has been ill for a long time and will not be able to recover for a long time.
Did my father ever think that if my grandfather had been the Hongwu Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, state affairs would inevitably be presented before the emperor?
Even though his father was in charge of state affairs, my grandfather was still the emperor of the Ming Dynasty no matter what, and with his temperament, he would inevitably review state affairs in detail.
Nowadays, Hongwu's New Deal has just made a good start, but many difficult things will be exposed. The country is not yet completely peaceful, and war is about to start in the west. Tens of thousands of troops will go west at every turn, and hundreds of thousands of people will be recruited.
If grandpa doesn't abdicate, does father think he will worry about all these state affairs day and night?"
He spoke calmly, while Zhu Biao frowned slightly.
What kind of person my old man is, he has been the son and prince for so many years, so he naturally knows it best.
The old man's diligence allowed him to hold the baby in one hand and review the memorial with the other.
Even if this matter is something I have already dealt with.
Zhu Yunxi's voice did not stop, but continued to penetrate into Zhu Biao's ears: "The envoy of the old hospital said that grandpa will rest and recuperate before he can slowly recover. But he is a minister, and there are some things he dare not say.
The son believes that what grandpa needs is to rest and recuperate away from state affairs. He can focus on the mountains and rivers, be interested in pen and ink, and stay away from other things, so that he can rest and recuperate.
If there is nothing to worry about, then the mind will be peaceful; if the mind is calm, then the body will be fine.
My father now has the power of the emperor and has no intention of accepting concessions, nor does he want to bear the barking and cursing of incomprehensible people.
But does my father hope that my grandfather has been entangled in many worries about national affairs for a long time, and his mind is worried, which affects the holy body and cannot be healed for a long time?
This, in the eyes of my son, is truly unfilial!"
Finally, Zhu Yunxi finally said a harsh word.
Then he stood up in the carriage, half-crouched, moved to the prince's father, and knelt down heavily.
"The son is arrogant, speaks rudely, and clashes with his father. He still asks his father to punish him."
There was silence in the carriage.
Outside the carriage, the bustling city of Nanjing remains as it always was.
Zhu Shangbing's eyes widened, he never expected it. He always knew that Brother He was brave, but he didn't expect that Brother He could be so fierce.
How dare he say that the prince's uncle is unfilial!
Aren't you afraid of your uncle's big mouth?
At this time, Zhu Gaochi pulled the confused Zhu Shangbing and pulled him to kneel behind Zhu Yunxi.
Zhu Biao looked at Zhu Gaochi and Zhu Shangbing who were kneeling together, frowning.
"You...are also trying to persuade me to accept the old man's concession?"
Zhu Shangbing trembled all over.
The uncle's tone was so cold that he felt that his butt might be spread open at any time.
When he was still confused and didn't know how to answer.
Zhu Gaochi had already spoken: "My nephew feels that it will be of great benefit to the country if my uncle takes over the throne at this time!"