The butler, who had only one eye, stepped into the backyard of Founding Father Chang's house and called out through the window.
He is said to be a butler, but at first glance he looks like a murderous warrior. He is blind in one eye, has only half of his ear, and only has three fingers on his right hand.
As the most prominent military general family in the founding of the Ming Dynasty, the Chang family's housekeepers and servants were all veterans who had followed the Chang family through life and death in the military. After they retired, they were placed in the Chang family.
"Uncle Liu, what's going on?" The lights were lit in the bedroom, and the founding father Chang Sheng asked.
"There is someone coming from the palace!" The housekeeper lowered his voice outside the window, with only one eye that was particularly bright, "The third master's people!"
King Wu Zhu Yunxi was the direct grandson of the Chang family. When the Chang family talked privately, they would all use the affectionate title of Third Master.
There was silence in the bedroom, and then Chang Sheng, who was bare-chested and showing his strong figure, came out and said with a sullen face, "Where is the person?"
“Tea in the Flower Hall!”
Chang Sheng put on some clothes and walked out, thinking as he walked
At this time, what is the third master sending people to do?
In order to avoid suspicion, the third master almost never sends letters home?
Could it be that something happened in the palace?
Suddenly Chang Sheng stopped in his tracks and looked back at the housekeeper, "Uncle Six, let our sons and daughters move around and stretch their muscles."
The butler chuckled and licked his lower lip with his scarlet tongue.
Throughout the ages, when the emperor got old, the chair was filled with blood without announcing his succession.
Now the vassal kings are all outside, beyond the reach of the whip. But in the center of the capital, whoever can sit on that chair will be the orthodoxy.
Chang Sheng is not stupid. If the emperor really dies suddenly, there will be no candidate for the crown prince. If the third master wants to fight for it, the Chang family must support it, even if it means ruining the family.
Because even if the Chang family doesn't help, after the new emperor ascends the throne, as the uncle of King Wu, they will not be able to get any favors.
Have not many heroes died in these years?
Thinking in his mind, he entered the flower hall. Sure enough, it was Zhu Yunxi's personal eunuch Wang Bashi, waiting there anxiously.
"This slave has met the Duke!"
"Old Wang, don't do this!" Of course Chang Sheng couldn't accept the bastard's shameful courtesy and asked quickly, "What's wrong? What's the matter?"
The bastard came closer and whispered, "My lord, the emperor is sick!"
Chang Sheng's eyes instantly became sharp, and his face was filled with murderous intent.
"But the imperial doctor said it was just a sudden fire, and the phlegm blocked the orifices of the heart. It's no longer a serious problem now!"
"Don't fucking breathe when you talk!" Chang Sheng scolded with a smile.
"But many people think that the old emperor may not be able to survive!" Wang Bashi continued, "The old emperor has decreed that the master oversees the country!" (The word master is not exclusive to the Qing Dynasty, but in the Yuan and Ming Dynasties it specifically refers to nobles.
domestic slave)
"Third Master oversees the country!" Chang Sheng's eyes were filled with ecstasy and he clenched his fists.
"My lord, my master said, I will leave the capital to you!" Wang Bashi said, handing Chang Sheng a letter.
The latter couldn't wait to open it, and it was written by Zhu Yunxi himself.
"Second uncle, the emperor is ill, and my nephew is in charge of the country."
"In order to prevent the palace, there are people in the city who are spreading rumors and causing chaos at night. You are hereby ordered to command the four battalions of soldiers and horses under your command, and sit in the capital to be ready."
"Second uncle, Grandpa Huang is fine, but I'm afraid someone will cause trouble!"
"Without Grandpa Huang's imperial order flag and my handwritten letter, no one is allowed to call out soldiers from the Beijing camp. Anyone who disobeys the order will be killed!"
"Come here, prepare your horses!" Chang Sheng shouted outside, "Have all the servants put on their armor and wear heavy armor. Go to the side yard and inform the third child to follow me into the camp and take control of the army!"
"Here!" The servants outside looked like they were in the army.
"How is the situation in the palace?" Chang Sheng asked while wearing iron armor and being served by his servants.
The bastard looked at the people behind Chang Sheng and said nothing.
The latter waved his hand and the servants went down.
"Master, this slave is too talkative." The bastard looked left and right and whispered, "Then Mr. Lu..."
As he spoke, his voice became softer, "The old prince took the master's hand, coughed and said, King Wu is the Ming Dynasty... At this time, Mrs. Lu and Prince Huai will not let the old man speak!"
"What?" Chang Sheng said angrily.
"They don't like our master!" said the bastard, "Since the Crown Princess left, Mrs. Lu has regarded her as a thorn in the side of her master. She is on guard against him. She won't let him get close to the Crown Prince even if he wants to!"
As he said that, the bastard cried twice, "They wish that their master was dead, and now that he is in charge of the country, they might..."
"Hehe!" Chang Sheng sneered, "You are bullying me, no one in the Chang family?" He said, sneering again, "Go back and tell the third master that I am here in the capital, and there are so many old ministers of the prince, and so many veterans of Huaixi.
, no one can cause trouble!"
"This slave knows!"
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Zhu Yuanzhang lay on the bed and fell into a deep sleep, breathing fairly smoothly.
Zhu Yunxi slowly took his hand out of the old man's hand, covered him with a quilt, and quietly walked outside.
The outer room of the palace is where Zhu Yuanzhang reviewed memorials every day. It looks like the layout of the Forbidden City in later generations. It should be said that the later Forbidden City was imitated from Yingtian's palace.
Seeing Zhu Yunxi come out, several central officials who were guarding the outside immediately stood up and listened with their hands solemnly.
"Grandpa Huang is just ill. It should be fine!" Zhu Yunxi whispered, "It's just that the illness is too urgent, and some people may have thoughts that they shouldn't have. You are all ministers promoted by Grandpa Huang personally, and you are loyal to the Ming Dynasty.
Zhushi, at this juncture, I still have to rely on you to stabilize the government!"
"I don't dare!"
"The emperor asked me to supervise the country, but he was actually afraid that someone would be here at this time..." Zhu Yunxi looked at the ministers, "It's better not to spread the news that his old man is ill. Do you understand?"
"I understand!"
"Thank you for your hard work!" Zhu Yunxi nodded and said, then turned back to the palace.
Looking at his back, the civil servants looked at each other, and the praise in their eyes was self-evident.
At such a critical moment, the King of Wu could be so calm and composed, and both the civil servants and the generals had arranged things properly. It was really a mistake.
Don't say that the emperor was just ill. Even if the emperor died suddenly today, with these arrangements, who in the capital would be King Wu's opponent?
Liu Sanwu, a member of the Zhongshu family, suddenly remembered the edicts issued by Zhu Yuanzhang in the past few days, the Chang family who were close to the King of Wu, and the generals from the Huaixi line, who had returned to the Ming army and took control of the military power around the capital.
And today the emperor said that King Wu was the supervisor of the country. All these were intertwined. Liu Sanwu suddenly understood that the matter of the crown prince had already been finalized in the emperor's mind.
Now it seems that King Wu is the best candidate.
Huang Ming's direct grandson, his identity is orthodox, he will not cause dissatisfaction among the vassals, and he has a great reputation in the world.
Moreover, the King of Wu was even more intelligent and powerful than the late crown prince. At such a young age, he was outstanding in both his city and his skills.
On the other hand, what about Huai Wang Zhu Yunwen?
Liu Sanwu shook his head. He used to have a good impression of King Huai, but recently compared with King Wu, King Huai only knows how to read and has no scheming skills, and his courage seems to be much worse.
Moreover, today, in front of the emperor's bedside, their mother and son sang harmoniously, and they were really confused. They thought that if they didn't let the emperor say those words, there would still be hope? Little did they know, they had cut off their own path.
While the civil servants were thinking in their own minds, a man with a cold face was brought in.
Everyone was stunned for a moment, then turned their heads with contempt on their faces.
"Master Jiang, this way!" Huang Gou'er led the way.
The one who came was the commander of the Jinyi Guards, Jiang Gu. He was actually the emperor's eagle dog, specializing in monitoring the ministers in Daxing Prison. He was an out-and-out cruel official.
Without looking at the civil servants, Jiang Wei carefully walked into the palace and knelt down at the door.
Zhu Yunxi waved his hand and everyone else in the palace went away, but the yellow dog stood beside Zhu Yuanzhang's bed with a whisk in his hand.
"Eunuch Huang!" Zhu Yunxi sneered, "Go get a hot towel, I want to wipe Grandpa Huang's face!"
Huang Gou'er was stunned for a moment, and then he felt weak all over under Zhu Yunxi's gaze and could no longer stand still. He laughed twice and said, "Slave, go now!"
When he walked away, Zhu Yunxi walked up to Jiang Yu and looked at his cold face, "Do you know what happened?"
Jiang Wei looked in the direction of Zhu Yuanzhang, looked at Zhu Yunxi and nodded.
Then he spoke slowly, "My master is the Emperor, please give me your orders as the supervisor!"
Be obedient and listen to Yin'er. Zhu Yunxi grinned. It seemed that Jiang Gu could win for him.
"Grandpa Huang is ill, and I'm afraid that someone in the palace will be restless." As he spoke, Zhu Yunxi whispered, "Until Grandpa Huang wakes up, not even a fly can fly out of the palace! Do you understand?"