Daming heir

Chapter 475 Zhongshan Meritorious Tomb

Tang Xie's mournful voice sounded outside Qianqing Palace.

Duke Xin of the Ming Dynasty passed away.

Finally, it reached the emperor's bedroom.

Sun Gou'er held a few dry clothes in his hands, and led two servants carrying food boxes of ginger soup to dispel cold and dampness, and walked to the gate of the palace with the sound of footsteps.

Daming has officially moved from one era to another.

In the promenade outside the emperor's bedroom, rainwater fell in strings from the eaves, crashing on the gold bricks in the palace, making different syllables, converging into a mournful song.

sound of rain.

Only the sound of rain.

In Qianqing Palace, only the continuous sound of rain echoed continuously.

Zhu Yunxi stopped Sun Gou'er from going forward to deliver the clothes, silently looked at Tang Xie who was kneeling in front of the palace gate, and raised his eyes to the dark bedroom because of the rainy weather.

"Your mind is a little uncertain today, like a stinky chess basket."

Zhu Yuanzhang, who put out the big dragon and started to strangle the prince, hangs the sunspots in his hand with a smile on his face. Once this hand falls, the whole game will be won or lost.

Zhu Biao frowned, unable to relax for a long time, shook his head and whispered: "Maybe it's the autumn rain today, which disturbed my thoughts."

Zhu Yuanzhang blinked, but after all, he didn't make a move, as if he was thinking about something else.

At this time, shouts from outside the bedroom had already come in.

"..."

"...Duke Xin, passed away a few days ago..."

The sound of Tang Xie's funeral announcement drifted into the bedroom.

bang.

Zhu Yuanzhang's hand holding the son trembled slightly, and the sunspot fell through the air and hit the ground with a crisp sound.

"soup……"

Zhu Biao's face tightened, and he quickly got up and went to the old man's side, reaching out to support the old man's arms and shoulders.

"Brother Tang..."

Zhu Yuanzhang's face was full of hesitation, but his eyes were constantly showing grief, and his arms tremblingly turned and grabbed the prince's palm.

He turned his head and raised his head, looked at Zhu Biao, and said as if pleading: "Mr. Xin Guo... Mr. Xin Guo! Is it him?"

At this moment, Zhu Biao was also full of grief, and nodded silently.

He is the eldest son of the clan, and he grew up in front of those heroes who founded the country since he was a child. Later, he married a wife and had children, and lived in Yingtian to supervise the government affairs of the country for a long time. Very familiar and deeply emotional.

Zhu Yuanzhang grabbed the prince, staggered several times before standing up, took a deep breath, closed his eyes slightly, and let out the foul breath in his chest.

"Brother Tang led me into the team, and these years have been your in-laws. Last year, I asked him to return to Beijing, just worried about when he would disappear. After thinking about it, I can't see you again, and I have to live a few more years." Year……"

Zhu Yuanzhang's face was full of regret and reluctance, and his eyes were slightly red.

Zhu Biao sighed softly: "Death cannot be brought back to life. Duke Xin Guo is rare now and then, and he is also dying. Father must put the dragon's body as the most important thing. Don't be too sad and sad."

"That's the fourth brother of Brother Tang's family, right..." Zhu Yuanzhang didn't listen to the prince's persuasion. The eldest brother came to Beijing, and the fourth brother was also by his side."

Zhu Biao really didn't quite remember who the person who reported the funeral outside the palace just now was, but the old man said so, there was nothing wrong there.

He nodded: "I think it should be him."

"it's him!"

Zhu Yuanzhang said something with great certainty, his eyes were dignified, sweeping away the sadness in his eyes.

Under Zhu Biao's gaze, Zhu Yuanzhang slowly straightened up and straightened his chest, pushing the prince's arm away with his palm.

"I'm going to see him."

Zhu Biao's face became anxious, and he said in a low voice: "Father..."

"It's okay!"

Zhu Yuanzhang slammed the ground loudly, regardless of the prince's worries, he stepped out and walked towards the outside of the palace.

In front of the palace door.

Tang Xie knelt on the ground for a long time, and walked from the Xi'an Gate to the Qianqing Palace. The rain covered his body, and at this moment, a puddle of water stains had formed on the gold bricks under him.

Zhu Yunxi, who was behind him, kept frowning slightly, thinking in his heart, at what age and how many years old are these great Ming's founding achievements.

Daming came out of the troubled times of the former Yuan Dynasty. At that time, the old man who occupied Yingtian City followed the principle of accumulating a large amount of grain and slowly becoming king, conquering east and west, moving around in the Jianghuai area.

After finding all the opportunities, they occupied the Central Plains with the faction that was not the strongest at that time until they drove Qian Yuan outside the Great Wall.

Now that the Ming Dynasty has been established for 28 years, countless veterans in the army have reached the final stage of their lives.

What should Daming do next, and where should he go?

Zhu Yunxi felt that there was no way forward for him to learn from.

Fortunately, the establishment of the Martial Arts Hall is playing the role originally envisioned.

In the visible timeline, the Ming army that conquered the Ming Dynasty will always maintain its current combat power and deter all parties.

"Tell me, what was it like when Brother Tang left?"

Suddenly, Zhu Yuanzhang's voice reached Zhu Yunxi's ears.

The corner of Zhu Yunxi's eyes twitched, and he looked up at the old man standing behind the palace gate with his hands behind his back.

Beside the old man is Zhu Biao with a sad face.

"His Majesty!"

"Father..."

"Father, he..."

Tang Xie looked at the emperor who had arrived in front of him in person, and finally couldn't help it. He prostrated himself on the ground with a cry, his shoulders trembling uncontrollably.

Hey……

Zhu Yuanzhang sighed softly, stepped across the threshold, and arrived in front of Tang Xie.

The emperor slowly squatted down, reached out and patted Tang Xie's wet shoulders lightly.

"Hey..." Zhu Yuanzhang sighed again: "How come I don't know the pain of losing my father?"

Zhu Biao coughed lightly from behind, stepped out of the bedroom, looked at Zhu Yunxie and the three of them, and showed his eyes.

Zhu Gaochi immediately led Zhu Shangbing forward to Tang Xie's side, and the two of them stretched out their hands to help Tang Xie up.

"It's raining all over, it's better to change into clean clothes first, don't be attacked by the cold air, and fall into the wind and cold."

Zhu Biao's eyes were a little sad, and he looked at Tang Xie and said a few words of persuasion.

Seeing that Sun Gou'er next to him had already taken his clothes and came over, he waved.

Sun Gou'er stepped forward immediately: "Let's change clothes with the old slave on Sanqi."

Tang Xie, who had cried for a while, let Sun Gou'er lead the others to carry him down.

Waiting for Tang Xie to leave.

Zhu Yuanzhang just stood up with his hands on his knees.

He looked at the grandson in front of him, the three of them were dripping with rain, sighed and shook his head: "Thank you for your hard work."

"Grandpa, if you don't think about it, don't worry about it."

Zhu Yunxi stepped forward and whispered a word of persuasion.

Zhu Yuanzhang waved his hands, stepped forward to turn over Zhu Yunxi's chest, and pinched the corner of his robe.Then they moved towards Zhu Gaochi and Zhu Shangbing one by one.

"Go change your clothes and talk again."

The old man didn't give the three of them a chance, he already greeted the maids of Qianqing Palace and led the three of them to change clothes.

Wait until all the people are placed to change into clean clothes.

Only then did Zhu Yuanzhang put his hands on his hips and looked at the heavy rain outside the corridor.

"Prince."

Zhu Biao hurriedly stepped forward: "The son is here."

Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes flickered: "How many people are there in Huaiyou now?"

Zhu Biao hesitated for a moment.

After a while, he just opened his mouth and said: "Half of them are still..."

"It's only half counted..." Zhu Yuanzhang sighed lowly, and suddenly felt a little tired of seeing the rain in front of him, turned around and walked towards the bedroom, and said, "How many of the half of them died at my hands?" .”

"Father!" Zhu Biao hastily shouted in a low voice, his brows were tightened, and his eyes showed worry.

The old man is probably worried today because of the death of Duke Xin Guo.

Lord Xin Guo passed away at an early age, and the old man was only born two years later than Lord Xin Guo. Now it is easy to have accidents because of the worry of old people.

"This year is Hongwu's 28th year."

Entering the bedroom, Zhu Yuanzhang whispered to himself, and said in a low voice: "43 years of wind and rain, more than half of my life has passed, and today I know the hatred of Emperor Qin."

Zhu Biao's heart sank.

What is Qin Huang's hatred?
It is difficult to live forever, and finally died on the road to the east because of the search for longevity.

The huge Qin Empire that ended the Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods fell apart in an instant, and the world was once again in chaos.

The old man would also have the idea of ​​seeking longevity.

Zhu Biao's heart fluttered, fearing that his old man would have such absurd thoughts because of the news of the death of the Duke of Guo.

Zhu Yuanzhang snorted and sneered: "Your father never thought of immortality. I can do things that Emperor Qin can't do? If I can do it, your grandpa and the others won't die so badly!"

Zhu Biao laughed twice, bowed and said, "Father is wise."

Zhu Yuanzhang waved his hands in dissatisfaction, and sat down casually, but there was a worried look on his brows: "Brother Tang is gone, but the affairs behind him must be handled well. The court cannot humiliate the heroes, and cannot chill the hearts of the heroes."

However, Zhu Biao sighed and said, "The boss of Lord Xinguo left early, and the sons below seem to be in poor health. For the funeral of Lord Xinguo, the Chaozhong University can order the Ministry of Rites to handle it. It's just the title... "

"Family and everything is prosperous! If the family is restless, how will the world be safe?" Zhu Yuanzhang's tone sank immediately, his eyes showed a cold light: "At this time, who dares to chew the tongue, talk nonsense, mess up and attack the prince, and will be severely punished!"

After sweeping away the sorrow of Tang and his death, the emperor's sanity and majesty returned.

Zhu Biao bowed and clasped his fists: "My minister knows that at that time, I will watch the clan mansion and the Ministry of Rites make arrangements for the matter of attacking the noble."

Zhu Yuanzhang nodded, leaned back on the chair tiredly, squinted his eyes slightly, and whispered, "I want to explain the truth to Tang Li."

Afterwards, the old man seemed to be tired and fell asleep.

Zhu Biao's eyes flickered a few times.

Obviously, the old man has already determined that the rules of succession by the eldest son should be strictly enforced.

Although Tang Li is currently serving as an errand in the Governor's Mansion of the Metropolitan Government and in charge of the soldiers and horses of the Governor's Mansion of the Five Armies, he is only a concubine of the Duke of Xinguo's Mansion.

What reason do you want to explain to Tang Li?
Naturally, it is the principle of the distinction between concubine and concubine.

The title of Lord Xin Guo will eventually fall on the descendants and grandsons of the Tang family, it has nothing to do with Tangli.

Zhu Biao felt a little tricky.

Tang Ding, the boss of the Tang family, left early. After Hongwu pacified Yunnan in 23 years, he died of illness on the way back to Beijing, leaving behind a son Tang Sheng.

It's just that Tang Sheng has always been physically weak, and has been raised in the Xinguo Duke's Mansion in Fengyang City.

Is it necessary for the imperial court to handle the matter of Duke Xin and his family's succession of nobles twice in a short period of time?
Then the second child of the Tang family became the best candidate.

Tang Fu, the second child of the Tang family, is now serving as the guard and governor of Taiyuan, and has four sons under his knees.No matter what, the duke Xin's title falls on Tang Fu, which can guarantee the orderly succession of the title and it will not be cut off.

In the bedroom, the emperor took a rest in worry.

The crown prince is worried about the inheritance of the Duke of Ming Dynasty.

After a cup of tea.

Zhu Yunxi and the others, who had already changed into clean clothes, entered the bedroom.

Tang Xie, who had changed his clothes but still had a sad expression on his face, came along with him.

The footsteps of the four were very light.

But Zhu Yuanzhang still slowly opened his eyes.

He looked at Tang Xie whose face was somewhat similar to Tang He, nodded and said, "You have the charm of Mr. Tang."

Tang Xie's face twitched twice, and he bowed and said, "Your Majesty loves me, I..."

"That's all." Zhu Yuanzhang waved his hand, and asked again: "When Xin Guogong left, what last words did you leave?"

Tang Xie clasped his fists together, his expression brightened: "Report to Your Majesty, before my father passed away, he sat up on the sickbed and said he took a knife and put on armor."

"Yan armor..."

Zhu Yuanzhang opened his eyes, but there was sadness in his eyes again: "The minister of the tripod is brave!"

Zhu Yunxi, who was listening quietly at the side, also sighed in his heart.

Xin Guogong Tang He, who had been ill for a long time, was able to sit up and put on his armor at the last moment of his life.

Zhu Biao said, "And then?"

Tang Xie recalled and said: "The minister and his family dare not disobey, the minister and his brothers carried my father to the front hall. The servants took the sword that my father was equipped with as a marquis in the fifth year of Hongwu, and took the old armor for fighting.

The mother and sisters in the family dress and armor for the father.At the end, my father was full of energy and blood, and the courtiers seemed to have glimpsed the scene of my father leading the army in the past.

My father sat on the general's chair with a knife in his hand, facing south, looking at Yingtian in the distance. "

Zhu Yuanzhang fell silent slowly, his eyelids sank, and his expression was very sad.

Zhu Biao also had flickering eyes, touched by Tang He, Lord Xinguo who was wearing armor and holding a knife when he was dying.

"It's my great honor to be loyal and brave to the country, old man!" Zhu Yunxie said loudly.

Zhu Shangbing breathed a sigh of relief: "My lord is a role model for my generation."

Tang Xie lamented, "Before my father sat and passed away, there was a tiger howling, asking if he was strong, asking if he was a hero. He said that he wanted to fight for the Ming Dynasty for another forty years. The ministers echoed, saying that my father was strong and heroic, and he bravely passed on to the three armies.

My father read it again, but he didn't finish his words, but..."

"Tang Dingchen is magnificent!"

Zhu Yuanzhang slapped the handrail and shouted loudly.

Zhu Biao asked from the side, "Does Duke Xin have any unfulfilled last wishes?"

Tang Xie was stunned for a moment, then hesitantly said: "When my father was dying, he hoped to enter Yingtian Miansheng again, and hoped to fight for another forty years. Apart from that, he had no last wishes."

"Dingchen..."

Zhu Yuanzhang's lips moved slightly, and he called out softly, and couldn't help turning his head sideways, hiding his grief.

Several people in the hall sighed silently.

Xin Guogong Tanghe's legacy at the time of his death was enough to make everyone who heard it lament and feel sad.

Zhu Yunxi sighed softly, took a step forward, and raised his arms.

"Believe in the country, be loyal and brave to the country, be respectful and prudent, keep secrets in the military, treat your neighbors kindly, and be loyal to the king. Your dying words are majestic! Majestic! They can be known to the world and can inspire the hearts of the world.

The grandson thought that the imperial court should build the tomb of meritorious officials in Zhongshan, and bury them after death to show their kindness and honor.

The soldiers who died in hundreds of battles in the army were buried together in the Zhongshan Mausoleum of Meritorious Service. "

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