Yongle Emperor's grandson: Zhu Yuanzhang with cheats, Zhu Di went crazy

The funeral procession was extremely large. The team in front had already left the city gate, but the coffin had not yet moved.

Since my father is obese and unable to guide the spirit, Zhu Zhanjun takes over.

It is nearly a hundred miles from the capital to Lingxing, and the team needs to walk all the way.

"Wow, Your Majesty, why are you leaving like this?"

The team slowly left the Forbidden City. People were kneeling on both sides of the street. They held incense burners and cried loudly as they watched the team passing by.

Especially those old soldiers who had followed the old man in battles all his life cried their hearts out. Some even put on their former military uniforms, followed on both sides of the team, and guarded the old man as he completed the last part of his life.

In addition to these people, representatives of various ethnic groups also followed in the team.

People of all races, blond hair, blue eyes, white and black, all dressed in mourning, cried loudly under the supervision of the Jinyiwei.

But the people who cried the most were the people on the grassland.

"Heavenly Khan, my Heavenly Khan, if you leave, what will happen to us grassland people? Please take us with you."

Listening to the sincere wailing, the new Duke of Korea, who was once the King of Korea, almost turned his mouth to the back of his head.

If I really take you with me, you still won’t dare.

He muttered something in his mind, and then burst into tears.

Amidst waves of weeping, the team marched out of the Forbidden City and headed towards the emperor's bedroom.

The emperor's burial naturally saw a huge ceremony, with paper money being passed around like it was free, almost covering the entire road.

Both sides of the road from the imperial city to the imperial chamber were crowded with people seeing him off, leaving almost no space.

These were people who came voluntarily to see him off, and many of them had taken overnight trains from other places.

The old man fought for peace for the people of the world and became the first emperor in history to unify the entire world. The people's admiration and respect for him have surpassed any emperor in history.

Even the First Emperor could not compare with the old man in the eyes of the people.

The Yongle Emperor Zhu Di has become a figure comparable to the Three Sovereigns of ancient times in the eyes of all the people.

Hearing the sad cry of the girl behind him, Zhu Zhanjun was worried that his wife would be infected by the atmosphere and cry too hard, which would hurt her body, so he said to his son beside him:

"Go look after your mother and your aunt, and don't cry too hard, or you'll hurt yourself."

Zhu Zhanjun held the spirit flag in his hand and followed the team on foot. Zhu Qirui, who was holding a mourning stick beside him, cried from time to time when people looked at him, and then followed his father out of boredom.

He knew that his great-grandfather loved him, and he was sad when his great-grandfather passed away. But when he arrived at the space at night and sat with the old man to eat noodles and buns, his sadness disappeared without a trace.

If you ask him to cry now, Zhu Qirui really can't cry.

Because when he cried, he thought of the old man who had recovered to his youthful state in the space, and was so happy that his eyebrows were not visible, and he let his horse go to the sea to fish every day.

After Zhu Qirui left, Ji Gang came over and reported in a low voice: "Your Majesty, the Jinyiwei are already in their positions. As long as we take action, they will take action immediately."

Zhu Zhanjun nodded and replied in a low voice: "Today is the day when the old man's body will be buried. Don't kill anyone. That would be unlucky."

Ji Gang nodded and slowly disappeared in a white banner.

The team's target was the imperial mausoleum. Zhu Gaoxu was wearing a military uniform and walking back and forth in the Shen'en Hall with his hands behind his back. Behind him stood a full-length seated statue of his father.

"Second brother, there's news from the eldest brother. They have already left the imperial city."

Zhu Gaosui ran in, looked around to see that there was no one else in the hall, and whispered something in Zhu Gaoxu's ear.

"Okay, I understand." Zhu Gaoxu nodded, but also ordered: "Let the brothers check again, and make sure there are no live bullets mixed in with the bullets. If someone is killed, the boss will not forgive me."

"Don't worry, second brother. I've had the brothers check it several times. They are all blanks."

"If there were live ammunition, I would kill those guys from the logistics department first."

In order to make the play more serious, the soldiers cooperating in the exercise used blank bullets, which could only make a noise but did not cause actual attacks.

Of course, in order to fool some people, some soldiers were still equipped with live ammunition.

These soldiers all come from space, and their weapons and shooting experience are impeccable, so there will definitely be no accidents.

"Your Highness, I just received news that the team has already set off."

Just as the two were discussing the next plan in a low voice, several officials and generals strode in, with unconcealable excitement in their eyes.

Zhu Gaoxu and Zhu Gaosui looked at each other, then pretended to be nervous and asked, "How long will it take to get there?"

One of the fourth-rank officials replied, "According to the rules, they will rest for half the night and will arrive at noon tomorrow."

Zhu Gaoxu pounded his fist hard: "Okay, then let's go for a night raid tonight."

"Yes, what, night raid?"

The official nodded in agreement, but then he came to his senses and looked at Zhu Gaoxu in astonishment.

Wasn't it agreed that we would start the attack at the imperial mausoleum? Why did it turn into a night attack?

Zhu Gaoxu rolled his eyes at the official and said unhappily, "The second brother and I were not in the farewell team. You think the eldest brother is an idiot and he can't figure this out."

"Besides, this is my father's mausoleum. If I take action here, do you think my father will come to talk to me in the middle of the night?" "Uh!"

The official was stunned for a moment, smiled awkwardly, and said quickly: "Then I will go and give the order."

"I'll go with you. I can also tell the soldiers to rest and set out in the evening."

"We must be on high alert and not let our guard down!"

Yang Shiqi, who couldn't sleep at night, walked out of the tent, came to the outer soldier defense area, and instructed the soldiers to be vigilant.

Unfortunately, the soldiers ignored him, which made Yang Shiqi feel a little embarrassed.

Ever since Zhu Zhanjun took over the entire military affairs of the Ming Dynasty, the military and political aspects have been completely separated.

Soldiers and officers are two different systems. No one can control anyone, they just cooperate with each other.

The phenomenon of civilian officials leading troops did not exist, so no matter how the Ming Dynasty developed, it would never develop into the Song Dynasty, where civilian officials led troops to fight wars.

As this situation continued, the soldiers simply ignored the orders or words given by civilian officials.

"Okay, stop worrying about it. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince have already made arrangements."

Yang Rong, who also couldn't sleep, saw his friend being humiliated, so he pulled him aside.

"I am just worried. The Crown Prince, the Crown Prince and others are all here, and there is only an army of soldiers guarding them. If something unexpected happens, we can't afford it."

Yang Shiqi was still worried and wanted to find the captain, Xiaohu, to ask him to arrange the soldiers and raise their vigilance.

"Okay, stop worrying about this. Do you think the Crown Prince and His Royal Highness are not prepared? Besides, the Capital Guard Corps is right next door. They have a strong armored mechanical transport force. If there is any problem, it will only take an hour to get here."

“No matter how powerful the King of Han and the King of Zhao are, it is impossible to break through the defense of an army within an hour.”

"Even if something unexpected happens, we still have armored vehicles with us. We can just break through with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

Hearing his friend say this, Yang Shiqi felt much more at ease. He nodded, and was about to speak about going for another walk when suddenly bursts of whistling sounded in the sky.

"What is this sound?"

Yang Rong looked up subconsciously. He hadn't been to the battlefield for many years, and he couldn't react to this kind of sound for a while.

"Watch out, artillery fire!"

A squad leader who was standing guard nearby rushed over and knocked the two men to the ground.

"Boom!"

A tent was blown away in an instant, followed by explosions in open areas of the camp.

The sudden attack threw the camp into chaos. Teams of soldiers rushed out and knocked the chaotic people to the ground to prevent them from running around.

The explosion point is fixed, but the people are not. If we let these guys run around and kill one or two of them, I will definitely be promoted immediately when I return.

The shelling came and went quickly, and was over in just a few minutes.

"Beep beep beep..."

The whistle of attack suddenly sounded in the darkness.

"Purge the emperor's entourage and punish the corrupt officials. Purge the emperor's entourage and punish the corrupt officials!"

Shouts rang out from the darkness, and Yang Shiqi and Yang Rong, who were pinned down by the old soldier, crawled up with pale faces.

"How dare he, how dare he!"

Although they had expected that the King of Zhao and the King of Han would do something wrong, they never imagined that they would launch a coup in front of the old man's spirit.

But it's too late to say anything now, fierce gunfire has been heard all around.

The squad leader of the guard pushed the two men and shouted, "Go and protect His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. Also, quickly request reinforcements. We will hold them off here."

Listening to the fierce gunfire and the pain of soldiers falling to the ground from time to time after being shot, the two men became a little panicked. They didn't dare to stay here any longer and ran towards the central tent with their heads covered.

The camp was in chaos. The officials were running desperately towards the central tent, but no one knew what they were thinking.

The women huddled in the barracks, hugging each other and crying in fear.

Some were so frightened that they ran to the tents of the Crown Princess and the Crown Grand Princess to seek their protection.

After all, among the many female family members, only two were protected by female guards.

"Your Highness, something terrible has happened. The King of Zhao and the King of Han have rebelled."

Yang Shiqi rushed into the tent in panic and shouted before he could see the scene inside clearly.

However, after he went in, he found that the tension he had imagined did not appear. The Crown Prince and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince were still burning paper money one by one in front of the coffin.

"Your Highness."

Seeing that the two were still so calm, Yang Shiqi admired them in his heart and stepped forward again to remind them.

Zhu Zhanjun stopped Yang Shiqi from speaking, handed a pile of paper money to his son, stood up, straightened his clothes, bowed to the old man's coffin, and said to Yang Shiqi: "Don't be anxious, let the bullets fly for a while!" (End of this chapter)