Da Ming Tai Shi

Chapter 280 Zhu Xi is Dead
The Huagai Hall was full of joy and harmony. Zhu Biao, Empress Lu, and Chen Yunfu and his wife were accompanied by the four of them, and the atmosphere was just right.

Thanks to the deep relationship between Big Brother and Chen Yunfu, the Lu family is naturally very friendly to Shao Ning, and they call each other very kind. Outsiders who don't know may regard Chen Yunfu as Zhu Biao's younger brother.

At this moment, a little eunuch hurried up to Ji Xiang and whispered a few words in Ji Xiang's ear, scaring the latter into an ashen-colored face, and hurried to Zhu Biao's side.

"What happened?"

"There is news from the palace that His Highness, he, he is dying."

Zhu Biao was stunned for a moment.

It's all right, is Zhu Xi dead?

Almost without too much hesitation, Zhu Biao stood up and hurried out.

"Prepare the car and go to the palace."

Chen Yunfu was still confused and didn't know what was going on, so he asked.

"Xinggong said that the second child is dying."

Is Zhu Xi dead?
Chen Yunfu was stunned for a moment.

Impossible. In history, Zhu Yu was poisoned and killed by his servants in the 28th year of Hongwu because of cruelty and tyranny. Now Zhu Yu has been imprisoned in the palace for a long time. It is impossible to be poisoned. Why did he die early? How many years?
However, no amount of doubts could be explained right now, Zhu Biao left the palace after leaving this sentence, and Chen Yunfu had no choice but to take Shao Ning to bid farewell to Empress Lu.

Walking out of Chengtian Gate and boarding Wei San's carriage, Chen Yunfu's face was also full of dignity.

Shao Ning was a little worried: "Husband, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay." Chen Yunfu shook his head and didn't want to say anything, but sent Shao Ning home.

Shao Ning looked at Chen Yunfu who was motionless and asked, "Is your husband not going home?"

"I'm going to the palace for my husband, you should rest first."

Chen Yunfu thought over and over again, and still felt that he was going there now, not to see Zhu Xi off, but to see Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Biao's reactions up close.

Anyway, he was also Zhu Yuanzhang's own son and Zhu Biao's own brother.

When Chen Yunfu arrived at the Mochou Lake Palace, he saw that the atmosphere here was extremely depressing.

The soldiers guarding the gate of the palace stopped Chen Yunfu, and said "Master, please wait a moment before going inside to report."

Chen Yunfu didn't urge him either, and paced back and forth outside the palace with a sullen face.

At this moment, the palace is already filled with gloom.

Zhu Yuanzhang was sitting on the side of the bed, and Zhu Xi was lying on the bed. The latter was already dying at this moment, while Zhu Biao was standing three steps away.

"Royal Father." Zhu Biao shouted, "Second brother, why did he suddenly become terminally ill?"

"The imperial doctor said that the second child's energy and blood are attacking the heart, and he is depressed and sick."

Zhu Yuanzhang held Zhu Xi's hand, and anyone could see the oldness and pain on his face. He looked sadly at the second son who had already been unconscious on the bed, and said, "The second son has fought all his life, and his nature is the worst. Debauchery, what he likes is the battlefield, the world, but you broke his leg, making him a useless person trapped to death on this bed all day long.

He couldn't accept it. It had gradually gotten worse a few days ago, and it was expected that it would happen today. "

Zhu Biao immediately knelt down in tears: "Father, it's the minister who killed the second child."

"I don't blame you." Zhu Yuanzhang closed his eyes and sighed sadly: "He has brought the blame on himself, and he has to suffer today's disaster. How can he blame you."

The more Zhu Yuanzhang said that, the more painful Zhu Biao felt. He looked at his father and cried loudly.

"My son and minister are unfilial, causing the father and emperor to send a white-haired man to a black-haired man. My son and minister are unfilial, cough, cough, cough!"

Crying and crying, Zhu Biao coughed violently again, which almost frightened Zhu Yuanzhang, who was in pain, and quickly let go of Zhu Xi's hand to pat Zhu Biao.

"Marker."

A voice was called out, and Zhu Yuanzhang also shed old tears: "We really never blamed you, you are the emperor, you did nothing wrong, get up quickly."

"Father Emperor." Zhu Biao held Zhu Yuanzhang's hand, buried his head in the latter's arms, and cried bitterly: "It's the second child who was harmed by the son, the eldest brother, the son, did not do well."

Both father and son cried with their heads in their arms. Zhu Xi on the bed suddenly coughed a few times and choked up a mouthful of blood. Zhu Yuanzhang came back to his senses in shock and rushed to the bedside quickly. Zhu Biao also ran over.

"Second child."

"Brother is here." Zhu Xi opened his eyes and saw Zhu Biao, a gleam of light suddenly appeared in his dim and lifeless eyes, he held Zhu Biao's hand with all his strength, and said while coughing blood: "Brother, I, I want to ask One thing for you."

"Tell me, my second son, you say, no matter what, big brother will do it for you."

"Let, let go of my younger brother's concubines." Zhu Xi firmly held Zhu Biao's hand, and begged: "Thousands of mistakes are my brother's fault. They are my younger brother's women after all, and they cannot be slaves. Otherwise, younger brother You can't rest in peace when you die."

His wife and concubine are maidservants. Every time Zhu Xi thinks about it these few months, he feels heartbroken. A strong sense of humiliation is always with him. In addition, his legs are disabled and unable to move. The double torture from body and mind makes Zhu Xi finally leave. It's the day when the fuel is exhausted.

His illness has long been ineffective by medicine.

Zhu Biao held Zhu Xi's hand tightly and nodded with tears in his eyes: "Brother promises you, brother will release them immediately and let them come to see you."

"Father." Zhu Xi held Zhu Yuanzhang's hand again, and begged, "I beg Father to educate Shang Bing well. You have done too many wrong things, please don't take your anger on these children like Shang Bing."

"Silly son, Shang Bing is our grandson." Zhu Yuanzhang touched Zhu Xi's face and said tremblingly, "We will definitely take care of him."

"That's fine, that's fine."

Zhu Xi raised his neck, and the look in his eyes gradually faded: "In my life, the most memorable thing is that when the soldiers went two thousand miles outside the Great Wall and beat Mongolia hard, my father boasted at that time. Among all the sons, the second son was the bravest and capable With such praise from my father, my son's life is worth it, worth it."

As the last word fell, Zhu Xi's hand suddenly loosened, unable to fall down.

In this way, the second son of the emperor who was brave in the three armies of the Ming Dynasty but committed all kinds of evil, the former King of Qin and the King of Chu, Zhu Xi, died in the palace at Mochou Lake outside Jinling City on July 28, the first year of Yongle.

Zhu Yuanzhang lost his voice and Zhu Biao cried bitterly.

In this sad atmosphere, Baoxiang walked to Zhu Yuanzhang's side.

"The Supreme Emperor, Your Majesty, the young master Chen Yunfu is asking to see you."

Hearing Chen Yunfu's arrival, Zhu Yuanzhang sighed heavily.

"He saved the second child twice, but the second child still died in the end. Everyone has their own fate. Tell Chen Yunfu that the second child has already left, let him go back, and inform the Ministry of Rites to prepare the prince's funeral for the second child."

"Yes."

Zhu Yuanzhang's gaze was always on Zhu Xi's face, and he stretched out his trembling and old hands, slowly stroking the latter's eyes, and shedding tears of pain.

Lost grandchildren, wives, and children!
The Hongwu Emperor, who carried the Ming Dynasty from the ruins to prosperity step by step, was bruised all over by the whip of fate.

"Restore the eldest son Qin Wangjue, and his eldest son Shang Bingsijue, posthumous, min!"

Zhu Biao raised his head in disbelief, never expecting that his father would give Zhu Xi such a bad posthumous title.

"The one who mourns is the love of father and son; the one who pursues the posthumous title is the father of the world." Although Zhu Yuanzhang was grieving, he did not lose his mind. He said: "The second child has made too many mistakes in his life and killed too many innocent people. I can't lose justice because of selfishness, the prince's mourning ceremony should be suspended for three days, and a note will be sent to the cabinet, so let it go, the second child, he is not worthy!"

(End of this chapter)