Chapter 242: Zhu Yuanzhang fainted, the majestic Zhu Ying
When Zhu Yunwen heard this, he stood stunned on the spot as if he had been struck by lightning.
In his impression, his mother was so smart that she must have already thought about her future path.
However, after the words "move to the mausoleum" came out, Zhu Yunwen realized that his mother had actually prepared for the worst.
It was at this time that he truly understood how exaggerated his elder brother's huge influence was on him and his mother.
After all, he is only a teenager and has never experienced this.
"My child will definitely go to ask for help from my eldest brother. I can't let my mother do this. Yes, my child will ask for help from the Emperor's grandfather and my eldest brother. When my child goes to the throne, my mother will go with me. We won't stay in this palace anymore."
Zhu Yunwen thought about it and suddenly said with inspiration.
Hearing this, Mrs. Lu smiled and said, "My mother understands Yunwen's intention, but this is against royal etiquette. My mother cannot go."
"Don't worry so much. Your eldest brother may not be able to tolerate my mother. There is no enmity between us and your eldest brother. The position of this grandson should have been your eldest brother."
"We just need to do what we should do and don't covet what we don't have, and that's it."
After hearing this, Zhu Yunwen felt relieved.
The hostility towards my eldest brother that I originally felt in my heart suddenly eased a lot, and my thoughts were gradually changing under Lu's guidance.
'Perhaps, eldest brother is indeed more suitable to govern the world than me.'
Although Zhu Biao was the prince, he was actually exercising the power of the emperor.
Dongling, Zhu Biao Mausoleum, is located east of Xiaoling.
The overall layout is very close to that of the Xiaoling Mausoleum, and many of the decorations have reached the standards reserved for the emperor.
The Dongling Mausoleum is composed of mausoleum walls, mausoleum gates, front doors of the Xiangdian, Xiangdian and Baoding. The main buildings are distributed on a north-south axis.
The garden wall at the front of the mausoleum has a turtle-back shape with a sharp front and a sharp back. It has a special pattern and is the only exception in the layout of imperial mausoleums. This reflects how much Zhu Yuanzhang attached great importance to it.
The mausoleum gate of Dongling Tomb is a palace gate-style building with a single eaves on the top of the mountain. It is covered with green glazed tiles and is a three-hole coupon door.
The front door of Xiangdian is a three-bay, single-eaves, resting-top building, also covered with green glazed tiles, and has the same scale as the Prince's Tomb building.
Xiangdian is the largest building among Dongling buildings. It is a five-open intermittent hilltop building covered with yellow glazed tiles.
This is a standard treatment that only the emperor's mausoleum can enjoy.
As the first prince of the Ming Dynasty and the most powerful prince in history, Zhu Biao's death was a big blow to the entire Ming Dynasty.
If Zhu Biao were alive, Zhu Di would not have any thoughts of rebellion, and he would never get help from anyone.
Zhu Biao had the highest prestige among the kings, so he only needed to issue an edict to cut down the vassal and other matters, and he had no choice but to do it obediently.
Early that morning, the capital was in peace.
In the current Ming Dynasty, under the governance of Zhu Yuanzhang, luxury has not yet emerged. Even after the death of the prince, despite how particular he was in the first few days, Zhu Yuanzhang later ordered that it not affect the lives of the people.
Even today, when he is buried, it is only one day.
Before dawn, all civil and military officials, all dressed in plain clothes, were waiting in front of Fengtian Gate.
There is no morning meeting today, the crown prince's burial is the biggest event.
Fortunately, Dongling Tomb is only about ten miles away from the palace, so it is relatively easy for ministers to carry out funerals on foot.
The royal funeral system was naturally the highest standard in the Ming Dynasty. The current funeral system is not very complete and basically follows the framework of the former Song Dynasty.
After the Fengtian Gate opened, the Taoist monks in the square began to perform rituals and music, and all the civil and military officials walked all the way to the Renzhi Hall and bowed their heads.
In front of Renzhi Hall are many descendants of the royal family and concubines.
The door opened, and Zhu Yuanzhang's figure slowly appeared. There was another person beside him, it was Zhu Ying.
The ministers who can be in the front row, including the five ministers and others, are well-informed and naturally know about the existence of His Highness Changsun.
Afterwards, most of the ministers were shocked when they saw Zhu Ying, but at this time, no one dared to say anything.
After a series of sacrifices to the Imperial Ancestral Temple, Jinshui Bridge, Meridian Gate, Zhongshan and so on.
That’s when the coffin went up the mountain.
It started to get dark after the round trip.
After everything was over, many court officials began to talk about it.
"Who is next to His Highness today? Why have we never seen him before, and why do he look so similar to His Highness the Crown Prince? Could it be?"
"It's forbidden to speak. Don't make random guesses. Didn't you see that none of the gentlemen have expressed their opinions? Since we can be by His Majesty's side, there is nothing we can say without thinking, for fear of risking our lives."
"That makes sense, but from what I've seen, it seems that His Highness the Grand Sun is behind that person. There shouldn't be any changes in the canonization scheduled for next month."
As soon as the official finished speaking, his sleeves were pulled by other officials.
The official looked back and saw a familiar face appearing in front of him. He hurriedly bowed his hands and said, "Master Lu, I just spoke nonsense. Please forgive me. I have no intention of making any secret guesses."
The person who is called Mr. Lu is none other than Mr. Lu’s father, Lu Ben.
It is worth mentioning that Lu Ben no longer works in the Ministry of Rites, but serves as Minister of Taichang Temple.
Ranked among the Five Ming Temples, this is a third-rank official.
However, the work content is almost the same as before in the Ministry of Rites, in charge of rituals and music, suburban temples, communities, altars, and mausoleums.
This promotion and salary increase are naturally due to Crown Princess Lu.
However, Lu Ben's face was not very good-looking now. The comments from the surrounding officials were ringing in his ears, making him very clear that his grandson would most likely miss the chance to become the heir apparent.
Thinking of his daughter's previous request, Lu Ben felt depressed.
He snorted coldly and turned to leave.
Seeing this, many officials looked at each other in disbelief and dispersed one after another.
To be honest, the complicated etiquette system makes people more tired, and the funeral seems more solemn rather than sad.
There are dedicated people to cry in mourning, and there is no need for large numbers of people to cry in disguise, like in the later Qing Dynasty.
After experiencing what happened yesterday, Zhu Yuanzhang's sadness has faded to a large extent, but he has been holding Zhu Ying's hand tightly along the way.
It was as if he was afraid that his eldest grandson would leave at any time.
In the Chunhe Palace, Mrs. Lu was still a little shocked: "It's so similar, no wonder His Majesty pays so much attention to it. With this appearance and temperament, if he were older, he could almost be confused with the real one."
"Anyone who meets him will feel that he is inseparable from the prince. Yun Wen did not lose unjustly. I am afraid that even if the prince has not passed away, Yun Wen will not be able to fight against him."
Lu had thought before that if the prince had not died, she might still be able to fight him, but after seeing the real person, she realized that this was almost impossible.
Mr. Lu is good at observing people.
At today's funeral, many descendants of the royal family, including many ministers, showed intense grief. As for whether it is true or not, it depends on the individual.
Only the two of them are different.
The first is Your Majesty, and the second is His Highness Changsun.
Dare to do this, which is enough to prove that His Highness Changsun's identity has been completely recognized without any doubt.
Thinking of this, Mrs. Lu walked to the palace, opened a secret cabinet and took out a stack of papers.
The paper is a bit old. What it contains is the record of Zhu Xiongying's visit to Zeng Tai Hospital when he was eight years old.
Looking at the record above,
Doubts, hesitation, and a hint of reluctance flashed across Lu's eyes. Gu Ma
She has been persuading her son Zhu Yunwen how to surrender to his eldest brother and how to give up arguing about the grandson's position.
Even show willingness and brotherly harmony.
These actions did not mean that Mrs. Lu had given up completely, but that she knew that with her son's current age and personality, he could not hide the matter at all.
If you encourage disputes, it will ruin the big thing and even leave you with no way out.
By that time, even if Zhu Xiongying doesn't want to take action, someone will keep talking.
Only like this can Yunwen get away from this dispute and find another chance.
And these evidences are Lu's final trump card.
But now, Mrs. Lu took this only piece of evidence, gritted her teeth gently, then tore it into pieces, and finally lit it on a candle.
Watching it burn into ashes, a hint of relief appeared in Lu's eyes.
Today, whether it was the Jinyi Guards or other personal guards, the admiration in Zhu Xiongying's eyes made Lu feel scared.
This kind of look can only be seen by soldiers when they look at His Majesty, but now it appeared on Zhu Xiongying.
The impact of the veteran retirement system was even more terrifying than she expected.
Unless His Majesty takes action personally, no one in this world can stand up to him.
How could His Majesty deal with his eldest grandson?
Now that His Majesty is getting old, what he is most worried about is the future heirs of the Ming Dynasty. For example, the previous princes spent most of their time doing things that only emperors did.
After thinking about it clearly, Lu finally gave up all thoughts about it.
Zhu Ying's strength is truly strong. The prince is his father by blood. He has no memory and will not show any pain.
Zhu Yuanzhang's strength is superficial strength.
After returning to the palace after the funeral, Zhu Yuanzhang fainted not long after.
"Grandpa! Grandpa! Quick, summon the imperial physician!"
All this caught Zhu Ying off guard. He didn't expect the old man to collapse like this.
Jiang Wei rushed out immediately, at a very fast speed, and soon the sound of a carriage was heard.
In the palace, the Imperial Hospital is the only place equipped with horse-drawn carriages.
Several imperial doctors arrived, and the leader among them immediately stepped forward to take his pulse and check on Zhu Yuanzhang's condition.
"How!" Zhu Ying asked in a deep voice.
The old doctor immediately said: "Reporting to Your Majesty, Your Majesty was overly sad, which hurt his heart and blood. He fainted after the Qi and blood surged. He only needs to rest for a few days, and there is no serious problem."
Zhu Ying frowned and asked, "How long will it take to wake up?"
The old doctor thought about it and replied: "It may be tomorrow, or it may be two or three days. Your Majesty should wake up."
Zhu Ying nodded.
After the old doctor finished speaking, he bowed and retreated, and the doctors behind him took turns to attack.
This is a rule. For royal diagnosis, generally at least three imperial doctors must work together to ensure that the symptoms are the same.
The next imperial doctor came on stage, and his rhetoric was basically the same as that of the original old imperial doctor.
Zhu Ying felt a little relieved.
The imperial doctor retreated outside the palace, and Liu He suddenly stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty is in poor health, but the palace cannot be left alone. I would like to ask His Highness Changsun to take charge of palace affairs temporarily."
After Liu He finished speaking, Jiang Yu also bowed his hands to express his attitude.
Zhu Ying glanced at the two of them and said, "Grandpa is just tired and needs to take a nap. Why don't you take care of me temporarily?"
"Your Highness."
Liu He wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by Zhu Ying waving his hand.
"There's no need to worry too much about this little thing. There won't be any chaos in the palace, and no one will have any strange thoughts. There's no need to talk about it anymore."
Hearing this, Liu He lowered his head and bowed.
Zhu Ying certainly knew what Liu He meant, but in Zhu Ying's opinion, it was unnecessary.
Whether it's Zhu Yunwen or Lu Shi.
What kind of storm can it weather?
The Imperial Guards are now under the control of Zhu Ying. There is really no need to target Zhu Yunwen. Such a move seems a bit ruthless.
Zhu Ying did not block the news, so the news of Zhu Yuanzhang's fainting quickly spread in the palace.
The first one to come to the door was Concubine Ning.
"Xiongying, what's going on with Your Majesty now?" Concubine Ning asked hurriedly when she came in.
Zhu Ying replied: "Don't worry, Madam, the imperial doctor has come to check. Grandpa just fainted due to excessive sadness. He will wake up tomorrow."
After Concubine Ning heard this, she felt relieved. She recalled that when she came in, she was not blocked by the guards. Concubine Ning looked at Zhu Ying with a more cordial look.
"This palace decrees that Your Majesty needs to rest and not be disturbed. Visitors can stay outside the palace." Concubine Ning ordered.
Liu He bowed and replied: "I follow your order."
Concubine Ning's order surprised Zhu Ying.
But he also felt Concubine Ning's kindness.
"Xiongying, how did you arrange Yunwen's side?" Concubine Ning hesitated for a moment and asked Zhu Ying.
Zhu Ying replied somewhat strangely: "Yunwen is my younger brother, so there is no arrangement at all."
After hearing this, Concubine Ning felt extremely satisfied.
In her opinion, Zhu Xiongying did not take action to guard against Zhu Yunwen at this time, and obviously still cared about brotherhood.
An emperor who cares about family ties will make the royal family feel more at ease.
"Mom, Grandpa Huang has fainted."
Zhu Yunwen returned to Chunhe Palace and hurried to the back hall to report the news to Mrs. Lu.
Lu was startled and asked hurriedly: "Have you ever gone to see it?"
Zhu Yunwen replied: "My child has already been to Qianqing Palace, but he was blocked by the guards at the door and did not go in."
Lu said: "Is this what you mean?"
Zhu Yunwen shook his head: "That's not the case, it's what Concubine Ning meant. Grandpa Huang has fainted, so don't disturb him."
Mrs. Lu looked outside and asked, "You came all the way back, but there were guards gathering."
When Zhu Yunwen heard this, he looked a little strange and said, "No, mother, what's wrong?"
A trace of surprise flashed in Lu's eyes, and she shook her head and said, "It's nothing. Since His Majesty is in poor health, you can go and pray for Your Majesty now."
"You are not allowed to leave without permission until His Majesty wakes up."
Hearing this, Zhu Yunwen didn't think much and agreed directly.