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

Chapter 82: Official History May Not Be True, Unofficial History Must Be Unofficial

Chapter 82: Official History May Not Be True, but Unofficial History Must Be Wild

"what!"

"how is this possible?"

"God bless the Ming Dynasty!"

Zhu Pangpang's shout stunned all the curious civil and military officials.

Some couldn't believe it, some remained skeptical, and some were overjoyed.

Zhu Gaoxu, who was already in a bad mood, turned green in the face.

Looking at Zhu Zhanjun who was kneeling in front of the old man with the box held high, and Zhu Pangpang whose fat face was shocked and seemed a little at a loss.

There was naked jealousy and a hint of madness in his eyes.

He understood that once the imperial seal was given out by the Eastern Palace, the Eastern Palace's status would become completely unshakable.

No matter how the imperial seal came from, or even if it was in the hands of the Eastern Palace before, it doesn’t matter now.

No one dared to use this as an excuse to criticize the Eastern Palace, because the reason presented by Zhu Zhanjun was given by Emperor Taizu in his dream.

No one dared to refute this reason. Once refuted, it would be denying Emperor Taizu and denying that the current Majesty was recognized by Emperor Taizu.

The old man has been proving himself all his life. Now that he has such a good opportunity and excuse, who dares to jump out and refute him?

Is this a slap in the prince's face?

This is a slap in the emperor's face.

If you dare to slap the emperor in the face, let me ask you how many acres of land your family has for your ancestral grave?
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...Father!"

When everyone was shocked and disbelieving, the old man suddenly hugged the box, knelt on the ground and cried loudly facing the Taimiao.

He wasn't pretending, he was really crying.

Others may not know, but he knows in his heart that this thing was definitely given by his father, just through the hands of his second son.

His father gave him such an important thing, which proved that his father really recognized him and chose to let bygones be bygones for what he had done.

This is like an unpopular child who tries hard to show himself and wants to be recognized by adults, but the adults turn a blind eye.

But suddenly one day, I recognized everything about him.

The old man's worries, fears, and unwillingness suddenly disappeared, and emotions instantly surged into his heart.

Zhu Pangpang quickly knelt behind his father, facing the direction of the Imperial Ancestral Temple, and knelt down with great respect, shouting: "Zhu Gaochi kowtows to thank the Emperor Taizu Gao!"

As smart as he is, he naturally understands what this thing giving away in the name of the Eastern Palace will bring him.

The civil and military officials also reacted and knelt on the ground, paying homage to the Taimiao.

Without standing up, he saluted the old man under the guidance of the Minister of Rites Zhao Xian.

"The sacred artifact has returned, the Mandate of Heaven has returned to the Ming Dynasty. We, the ministers, congratulate Your Majesty, the Ming Dynasty, and the whole world!"

All the officials shouted and kowtowed three times and nine times to show their respect to the old man.

At the same time, the look he gave the old man was no longer the same as before.

Although they were Yongle's ministers, many officials still did not approve of him in their hearts. After all, this was an emperor who started out as a rebel.

But now it's different.

No matter where this artifact came from, as long as it is confirmed to be authentic, the old man will be destined to be the one.

"Zhu Gaochi, on behalf of his father, would like to thank you all for your congratulations."

The old man was still immersed in his emotions and did not respond. Fatty Zhu took the lead in standing up and bowing, responding as the prince and son.

Looking at the emotional old man, Zhu Zhanjun felt disdainful in his heart.

Isn't it just a broken stone?
Is it necessary to be so excited?

But if it really belongs to me, then just pretend I didn’t say that.

Granted by Heaven, may you live long and prosper!
These eight simple words have infinite meanings. How many men throughout history have devoted their entire lives to these eight words.

In other words, he knew that this thing could not reflect its true meaning if he held it in his hands, otherwise Zhu Zhanjun would have kept it in his hands and used it as his own seal for calligraphy and painting.

Looking at his father who was still holding the imperial seal and was in a state of emotion, Fatty Zhu said, "Father, can you please allow us ministers to look at this sacred object?"

This was said very tactfully. When they said "to pay homage", they actually wanted everyone to identify whether this thing was real or not.

If this thing has not been recognized by the dignitaries, it is just a useless stone.

Only with the approval of the civil and military officials, this imperial seal can be the fortune-maker for ruling the nine states. As soon as Zhu Pangpang said this, the civil and military officials instantly showed their expectations.

They had only heard of the imperial seal in books, and to be honest, no one had ever seen it.

Of course, if anyone says he has seen him before, the old man will be very happy to bring out the other party’s nine clans to cheer everyone up on this happy day.

After calming down for a while, the old man, whose emotions had stabilized, nodded.

Little Nose, who was very observant, waved his hand slightly, and several young eunuchs carrying the altar on which the incense table was placed ran over quickly and placed it in the center of the hall.

The old man helped Zhu Zhanjun up, and under everyone's strange gazes, he took Zhu Zhanjun behind the altar.

"Little guy, you have to hold it well."

The old man washed his hands and face, looked at Zhu Zhanjun who was still holding the box, and gave him some serious instructions.

Zhu Zhanjun nodded. Although his hands were a little sore, he understood that this moment had a different meaning and he couldn't be careless at all.

After taking a few deep breaths and suppressing the excitement and ecstasy in his heart, the old man slowly reached out his hand and grasped the Five Dragon Handle. Almost in a state of pilgrimage, he took it out bit by bit and held it in the palm of his hand.

The moment he held the imperial seal, the old man felt that the world finally belonged to him, and rightfully so.

Seeing the old man holding the jade seal, he looked very cautious.

Zhu Zhanjun thought that when his father and second uncle were born, his grandfather was probably not so careful.

Turning to face the altar, the old man gently stroked the jade seal a few times before reluctantly placing it on the bright yellow brocade cushion.

Zhu Zhanjun placed the box in his hand next to the brocade cushion and followed the old man to the altar.

Little Sniff, who had been prepared long ago, handed the lit incense to the old man. Zhu Zhanjun also got a bunch and stood beside the old man.

Following the old man, Zhu Zhanjun held incense in his hand and bowed several times to the jade seal.

Seeing this scene, Zhu Gaoxu's teeth were chattering.

No one in the entire Ming Dynasty can compare to Zhu Zhanjun's glory today.

He accompanied the emperor to hold the imperial seal in person and burned incense and worshipped with the emperor. Even the prince did not have this opportunity. It can be seen how much the old man cares about his second grandson, and the meaning of the expression is also very intriguing.

The civil and military officials also had complicated expressions; they finally understood the old man's thoughts.

After Zhu Zhanjun took the incense from the old man and put it into the incense burner, the old man asked Xiao Bisi to bring a chair and sat behind the jade seal.

Just like a rooster guarding his roost, he watches everyone, afraid that someone will steal his treasure.

"My Lords, please!"

After the old man sat down, Fatty Zhu also came forward to pay his respects, then turned around and invited all the ministers to come forward.

Now the old man's entire attention is on the imperial seal, and he is no longer able to preside over the court. As the crown prince, Zhu Pangpang naturally has to shoulder all of this responsibility.

Although the prince was referring to the ministers, it does not mean that everyone is qualified to appraise the imperial seal.

As the Ministry of Rites was in charge of rituals and sacrifices, it was natural for them to choose the people who would come forward for appraisal.

Minister of Rites Zhao Xian called out the names as everyone waited.

In addition to the six ministries and a few people in the cabinet, there are also the heads of the Ministry of Clan Affairs, the Censorate, the Supreme Court, the Six Sciences, the Hanlin Academy, and so on.

These big guys are proof of identity. They may not be able to determine whether the jade seal is real or fake, but as long as they speak with one voice, even if it is fake, it is real.

Of course, everyone knew what was going on. Since the old man had done this, even if the seal was fake, they had to admit that it was real.

It is understandable, but people are curious and they really want to see whether the jade seal is real or fake.

No matter what the result is today, it will definitely be recorded as true in official history, but that may not be the case in unofficial history.

There is a saying that goes, official history is not necessarily true, but unofficial history is definitely wild.

Every writer has a deep and imaginative heart, and they are no exception.

In addition to the heads of various departments, there are also famous people in the court and great scholars of various knowledge.

The big guys provide official certificates, and these great scholars are the real identification experts.

After Zhao Xian finished calling out the names, Fatty Zhu nodded slightly to show his approval.

Led by the Minister of Rites Zhao Xian, the crowd first burned incense and worshipped, and then rushed forward, staring with their bright eyes at the imperial seal lying on the brocade cushion.

ps: I didn’t eat at the company today. I went out to eat with friends and just came back. Sorry.

(End of this chapter)

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