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"Have you heard? The Qianming Palace seemed to be haunted yesterday. At nightfall, the howling of ghosts could be heard from miles away."

"Could it be that the Emperor went to visit the frightened Concubine Wan?"

"Hush... If I'm not mistaken, Concubine Wan is already dead..."

Just as everyone was talking and the entire Golden Palace was as noisy as a vegetable market, a light cough with full energy instantly interrupted their imagination.

Everyone looked forward and saw Shang Ming, the supervisor of the East Depot, standing beside the dragon throne. He shouted, "Unfortunately, Concubine Wan has passed away. The Emperor is deeply saddened. Today's morning court session is cancelled!"

This voice was like a divine thunder from the sky, exploding in the crowd and scaring them silly. For a moment, they looked at each other.

There was no way to hide the horror in his eyes.

The Ming Dynasty is about to change hands!

Hey, the audience has all kinds of complaints. I wrote something related to the work but you didn’t read it, so I have to say some settings through Tianyi’s mouth. It’s really painful. The protagonist is invincible and you criticize him for being too invincible and boring. When an even more invincible one appears, you say it’s unreasonable, illogical and boring. Can I afford to be hurt?

Chapter 71 Meeting with Emperor Chenghua

Three days later at noon, in the Prince's Mansion.

Zhu Moye was having a meal, and Shang Ming was standing by to serve him.

"Eunuch Shang, has there been any movement in the court in the past three days?"

After filling his stomach, Zhu Moye wiped his mouth and asked Shang Ming.

Shang Ming pondered for a moment, then a smile spread across his face. He chuckled and said, "Those military and political ministers above the third rank, who are qualified to attend court hearings, are busy preparing generous gifts for you."

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is so powerful and majestic. Seeing that Concubine Wan has fallen, how could they not show goodwill and surrender?"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Moye did not look overjoyed, but instead sighed lightly.

This was only the early to middle period of the Ming Dynasty, but the level of corruption within the government was far beyond his imagination.

Those ministers who hold great power are all treacherous and cunning people, a bunch of fence-sitters.

A person with real talents and knowledge was exiled to the border and became a small general, where his skills were useless.

The decline of every dynasty began with corruption. Emperor Xianzong of the Ming Dynasty, the emperor before Zhu Jianshen, could be said to be a real tyrant. Anyone who dared to cross the line would surely die. This is how this trend was curbed.

By the time of Zhu Jianshen, he focused all his attention on Concubine Wan, which allowed this woman to disrupt the government and the corruption in the Ming Dynasty began to gradually flourish.

If it were not for his successor, Emperor Xiaozong of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Youtang, who later carried out drastic reforms and created the prosperous era of the Hongzhi Restoration, the Ming Dynasty would probably have lasted even shorter.

However, now that Zhu Moye has arrived in this era, the fate of the great Ming Dynasty will be completely changed!

Not only will there not be a century of shame after the Ming Dynasty when China was wiped out, but he will also personally build the Ming Dynasty into an eternal and immortal divine dynasty!

All the Japanese pirates and Tartars must be destroyed!

Thinking of this, a cold light flashed in Zhu Moye's eyes, and then he ordered: "Write down the names of all the people who have given gifts in the past few days, organize the information and give it to me."

Shang Ming's hands shook, and he almost couldn't hold the bowl of tea for Zhu Moye to rinse his mouth.

From the looks of it... His Royal Highness the Crown Prince wants to uproot this deeply entrenched interest complex!?

"has a problem?"

Zhu Moye noticed Shang Ming's strange behavior, glanced at him sideways, and said in a cold voice.

Being glared at like that, beads of sweat immediately appeared on Shang Ming's forehead. He kept saying, "No problem! Absolutely no problem!"

"Don't worry, I've killed the leaders. These wolf cubs can't defeat this prince."

Seeing Shang Ming's frightened look, Zhu Moye chuckled. The confidence in his words made people believe him involuntarily.

This is the eternal way to control people. With a strong stick and a red date, with appropriate tension and relaxation, you can make your subordinates respect you, fear you, obey you forever, and dare not have any rebellious thoughts.

"Your Highness, I have one question that I don't understand. Why haven't you gone to harvest those remaining dozens of pigs in the past three days?"

Shang Ming still remembered that although only about fifty of the thousand-man army of the Sunflower Manual were left dead, and ten of them were slaughtered by the prince in Chenjia Village, there were still about forty left.

This is an extremely powerful force. If it were to be deployed in the martial arts world, it would be enough to destroy any single sect. Even the Sun and Moon Sect would have no power to resist.

Zhu Moye took a sip of tea, rinsed the greasy smell from his mouth, and said with a smile: "They are just pigs that I raised and fattened myself. No matter how fierce the pigs are, they are just pigs and cannot threaten me."

"They dared to unite against me, but it was only because they had Wan Zhen'er as their backer. Now that their backer is dead, do they still have the guts to go against me?"

"Your Highness, your Bei Ming Divine Art requires you to absorb the inner energy of a large number of martial arts masters and use it for your own benefit. Why don't you destroy them?"

Zhu Moye shook his head noncommittally and sighed softly, "Although the Divine Art of the North Sea is extremely magical, it also has its limits. At this moment, the Gang Jin and the Internal Force in my body have reached a perfect balance. If I absorb the Internal Force any further, it would be inappropriate."

"Until my physical strength reaches its peak, I will not easily use the Northern Ocean Divine Art again."

"Besides, keeping them around is still somewhat useful to me. If they are sensible and willing to help me clean up some of my troubles, I can even let them live a few more years."

"What's more, even trash can be useful. If they are determined not to submit to me, they will inevitably form cliques for personal gain. By then, it will be clear who has rebellious intentions towards this prince."

Shang Ming's whole body trembled, and the corners of his eyes twitched slightly.

As expected, no matter who you doubt, don’t doubt the prince’s evilness.

Even a pile of waste can find its own value, make use of it, and recycle it after use.

No one in the world can match this calculation.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince is wise, and I admire you."

Zhu Moye gently stirred the tea, and suddenly an idea came to his mind. He asked, "Have Long Yi and the others sent back any news?"

Shang Ming chuckled, cupped his hands, and said, "I was just about to report that Long Yi has sent back news that Chenjia Village has been rebuilt. When the people of Shijiazhuang heard that it was His Royal Highness the Crown Prince who ordered the migration, they all volunteered to go. Chenjia Village has now returned to its former appearance."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Moye smiled and nodded. When he met Dongfang Bai again ten years later, he would bring her back to Chenjia Village. Seeing the familiar scene, she would surely be moved and want to marry him, right?

but……

"Where's Dongfang's sister? Any news?"

"This……"

Shang Ming hesitated for a moment, his whining voice causing Zhu Moye to frown. He shouted softly, "Speak!"

"Long Yi reported back that he had asked local hunters and villagers within a radius of several hundred miles, and some of them said they saw a nun take the child away."

Hearing that Dongfang's sister was not in danger, Zhu Moye breathed a sigh of relief. If he failed to do what he promised her, he would be too ashamed to see her ten years later.

"Give me your word tomorrow and search every major temple in the country to find him!"

Shang Ming nodded and said, "I obey your command, but... Your Highness, the Emperor has been in the Imperial Mausoleum for three days and three nights without eating or drinking. Is it really okay for you not to go and check on him?"

Zhu Moye frowned and thought for a while.

It's not that he is really heartless and has no feelings for this cheap father who has taken care of him for ten years.

However, he didn't know how to face this loyal and righteous king. He almost experienced the pain of losing his lover.

"A real man should take responsibility for his actions. He's been killed, so what's the harm in talking to him?"

"go!"

Chapter 72 The Emperor Passed Away!

On top of the towering and winding mountains lies a luxurious cemetery covering an area of ​​more than ten thousand acres.

This is where the imperial tombs of the Ming Dynasty concubines of all dynasties are buried.

"I have met His Highness the Crown Prince!"

As soon as Zhu Moye reached the gate of Concubine Wan's tomb, the four guards guarding it knelt on one knee from a distance and greeted him respectfully.

"No need to be polite, just get up."

Zhu Moye said this lightly, and after they stood up, he asked, "How is Father?"

"Your Highness, the Emperor hasn't eaten for three days and three nights. If this continues, I'm afraid his health will be affected. Please go and persuade the Emperor."

Zhu Moye nodded and walked straight into the cemetery.

After walking along the winding path for a while, we arrived in front of a magnificent ancestral hall with green trees and blooming flowers.

As soon as I stepped into the front yard of the ancestral hall, a strong sense of sadness spread in the air and lingered.

Zhu Moye stopped and looked forward with a frown.

There was a portrait hanging in the center of the altar in the ancestral hall, which looked very similar to Wan Zhen'er, but appeared younger and more dignified, with a hint of kindness in her expression.

This painting is lifelike and leaps off the paper, obviously from the hands of a famous artist.

However, the person in the painting is somewhat different from the image of Wan Zhen'er in Zhu Moye's mind.

Even if you look at her without tinted glasses, Wan Zhen'er ten years ago was already a vicious woman with a sharp and mean face and a murderous look.

She definitely doesn't look like the kind-hearted woman in the painting.

Zhu Moye shook his head, stopped thinking about it, and moved his gaze slightly.

Under the altar, a haggard man with a stubbled face, dull eyes and countless silver hairs on his head was slumped on the ground.

He took the wine jug and poured it straight into his mouth. It seemed that he choked on too much of the hot liquor, and the decadent man began to cough violently.

A blush suddenly appeared on his paper-pale face. Just as it calmed down, he looked up to the sky and drank wine in big gulps.

Is this still the great Ming Emperor, Zhu Jianshen?

Zhu Moye was slightly stunned and looked at Zhu Jianshen in disbelief as he was drinking to drown his sorrows.

Is his love for Wan Zhen'er really so overwhelming?

According to official history, after Wan Zhen'er's sudden death, Emperor Chenghua stopped attending court for seven days and died of depression. He went to accompany Wan Zhen'er to continue their earthly life.

Originally, Zhu Moye had scoffed at it, thinking that such plots of men dying of grief because of women only existed in folk songs and novels.

In modern times, there are countless ordinary couples who love each other deeply and there are many tragedies where one of them suddenly dies of illness, but there are very few cases of people committing suicide for love.

What's more, the imperial family is the most ruthless. Which emperor did not inherit the throne by stepping on the bones of his brothers and relatives?

Even the affection between brothers and sisters can be discarded like trash, let alone love?

But now seeing Zhu Jianshen's appearance, Zhu Moye's idea was immediately overturned.

From a vigorous, upright, and prosperous emperor of the Ming Dynasty, he turned into a dying drunken old man in just three days.

It is obvious that he has given up hope. This state will really disappear within a few days.

"You came……"

A hoarse voice floated into Zhu Moye's ears, interrupting his thoughts.

Zhu Moye looked at Zhu Jianshen, nodded slightly, and then took a step forward with big strides. He walked into the ancestral hall in a few steps and sat next to Zhu Jianshen.

For a moment, the two, who were like old friends and like father and son, sat facing each other in the air as they did before, without saying a word.

After a while, Zhu Jianshen spoke to break the deadlock, forcing a smile on his gloomy face and saying, "You must be wondering why the Zhen'er in the portrait is different from what you see."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Moye's expression remained unchanged. He nodded slightly and waited for his next words.

"Hehe... no matter what she becomes, in my mind, she will always be the dignified, gentle, and kind Wan Zhen'er."

"This is what she looked like when she was still a palace maid. It will always be etched in my heart and will never change."

Zhu Moye sighed softly and shook his head, saying, "No matter how good she was in the past, now she is trying to threaten the government and even trying to sever the Zhu family's bloodline. Her wolfish ambition is unforgivable."

"Furthermore, in her pursuit of me, she implicated innocent people. Seven hundred lives were lost in a single thought."

Zhu Jianshen's eyes dimmed, unable to refute, and he slowly said, "I know that Zhen'er has committed sins over the years since she lost her child. They are beyond the reach of Heaven and cannot be forgiven. She deserves to have her entire clan executed."

"But... I can't hate her..."

Zhu Moye frowned. Emperor Chenghua was good in every way. He was kind and lenient to the people, but he was too cowardly. It was obvious that Concubine Wan had endangered the country and the people. The foundation laid by the ancestors had been corroded by her. Hundreds of millions of people in the Ming Dynasty would suffer.

He actually did everything for his own selfish desires, regardless of anything else. This was the thing that Zhu Moye could not understand the most.

As if seeing Zhu Moye's unhappiness, Zhu Jianshen closed his eyelids slightly, a trace of reminiscence appeared on his face, as if he was lost in memories.

"If one day, there is a woman who, in order to save you, risked her life and used her delicate body to block the fatal sword for you."

"You will never be able to hate her in your entire life."

Zhu Moye's heart was slightly shaken. If Dongfang Bai and Tian Yi were loyal to him but committed crimes that he could not tolerate, would he let them go like Zhu Jianshen?

Immediately, he shook his head fiercely, expelling all distracting thoughts, and said firmly: "There is no if in the world. I will never love the wrong person."

"Hehe...Zhen'er was never a wicked woman back then. If she hadn't been oppressed by the harem environment, she wouldn't have become what she is now."