My wife is Invincible East

A trace of bitterness appeared on Zhu Jianshen's lips. If he had not fought for the throne and ran away with her, perhaps the result would not be like this.

"Why do you have to do this? Is it worth it for a woman?"

Zhu Moye knew very well that people are not born good or evil, but are influenced by their environment. However, what is important is whether one's heart is firm enough.

Wan Zhen'er was obviously a person who went with the flow and was corrupted by the harem. In his opinion, she was not worthy of love.

"There's no such thing as worth it or not, only willingness or not. For her, I'm willing to do it."

"Zhen'er killed your mother and wants to harm you. If you want to kill her, I don't blame you."

"I, Zhu Jianshen, have been in office for fourteen years, doing nothing and failing to live up to my ancestors. My greatest pride is having a son like you."

"Promise me that you will treat the people well, strengthen the Ming Dynasty, and be a good emperor!"

Zhu Moye nodded heavily and agreed to Zhu Jianshen's last request. Seeing that he had made up his mind, he stopped trying to persuade him and turned away.

……

Four days later, a shocking rumor swept across the entire Ming Dynasty like a whirlwind.

"The Emperor passed away!"

With the explosion of this sentence, it foreshadows that a new era is about to begin!

It’s not that the protagonist is cold-blooded, but this is the historical fact!

Chapter 73 Zhu Moye ascends the throne

1477 AD, the 14th year of Chenghua.

Emperor Chenghua, who inherited the throne and ruled the world, officially passed away.

The body was placed in the Daming Palace. After three days of mourning by the ministers, it was buried in the tomb of Concubine Wan.

Hundreds of millions of people across the country wore mourning clothes and paid their respects for seven days before the matter gradually subsided.

What followed was wave after wave of cheers among the people, with countless people shouting "Long live the prince, he will inherit the throne" and other slogans on the streets all day long.

Such remarks were made shortly after the burial of Emperor Chenghua, which should have been considered a crime of great disrespect and punishable by imprisonment in the Heavenly Prison awaiting trial.

But strangely, no yamen runners dared to arrest the rioting civilians.

For a time, officials from all levels of the Ming Dynasty formed a subtle tacit understanding.

Zhu Moye, who was at the center of the storm, was now in the imperial mausoleum, standing with his hands behind his back, looking a little lonely, looking at the portraits of Zhu Jianshen and Concubine Wan side by side in the ancestral hall.

For a moment, I felt a mixture of emotions.

Zhu Jianshen's departure was not good news for him.

He never regarded Emperor Chenghua, who was not well-known in later generations, as his father from beginning to end.

Instead, he is like a close friend with whom you can talk about anything. You can talk about any national plans and grand strategies in front of him.

He understood everything and could give Zhu Moye countless corrections and suggestions.

When he left, Zhu Moye felt a little reluctant.

However, this is his own choice, and no one can change it, so we can only respect it.

"Ah, you and Wan Zhen'er must stay together in life, and we must sleep together in the grave after death. Burying you together will fulfill your long-cherished wish, and it can be considered as repaying your kindness."

Zhu Moye shook his head and sighed repeatedly.

The guilt in his heart was reduced a little, which might be the best outcome for Zhu Jianshen.

Don't be fooled by Zhu Moye's understatement.

Every emperor of the Ming Dynasty built his own mausoleum from the moment he ascended the throne. This has been the practice throughout the dynasties and has never been changed. It is a rule set by our ancestors.

This time, Zhu Moye ignored the opposition and acted arbitrarily, abolishing the rule and burying Zhu Jianshen and Wan Zhen'er together.

Although no one in the court dared to say anything, for fear that he would become violent and kill people if they disagreed with him.

However, those extremely pedantic scholars and university officials were bound to criticize him privately.

If they were determined to do so, they would add some embellishments to the historical records.

When it was passed down to later generations, no matter how well he did, he could not avoid the stigma of being a traitor.

Zhu Moye believed that he had done his best towards Zhu Jianshen.

"Your Highness, it's already morning court. The country cannot be without a ruler for a single day. It's time for you to wrap up."

Shang Ming, who was standing behind him, looked at the time and reminded Zhu Moye, who was slightly distracted.

"I see."

Zhu Moye nodded, responded, took a deep breath, looked up at the sky, and his eyes sparkled.

After ten years of planning, it’s finally time to wrap it up!

……

In the early morning, the fog had not yet dissipated.

Dozens of ministers were already standing in the Golden Palace, waiting for the arrival of the main person.

A moment later, Shang Ming, the supervisor of the East Factory, walked to the side of the dragon throne, straightened his waist, raised his head and shouted loudly: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has arrived!"

Dozens of ministers looked solemn as they knelt on the ground and shouted, "Your Highness, we respectfully welcome His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. May His Highness live a thousand years and a thousand thousand years!"

Zhu Moye was wearing an apricot-yellow dragon robe, a golden-threaded winged hat on his head, and walking towards him with his hands behind his back.

He walked with the gait of a dragon and a tiger, his feet as fast as the wind. His expression was stern and he was intimidating without even being angry. An aura of looking down on the world emanated from him.

Without even glancing at the ministers kneeling below, he walked straight to the dragon throne, sat down with a mighty sword, and uttered two words: "Stand up!"

"Thank you for your grace, Prince!"

After the ministers stood up, they saw Zhu Moye sitting on the dragon throne, wearing a dragon robe and a winged hat on his head. Their pupils suddenly shrank and their eyes flickered.

This prince... didn't even have a coronation ceremony. He just put on the dragon robe and sat on the dragon throne. He didn't take the rules set by the ancestors into consideration at all.

Although the prince was indeed Zhu Jianshen's only heir, the throne of emperor was destined to be his.

But sitting on the dragon throne so directly is really disrespectful to the ancestors.

However, no matter how excessive Zhu Moye was, no one in the court dared to say anything.

After all, this evil prince was so powerful that he even killed Concubine Wan, who had dominated the court for so long, had deep roots and countless followers, while he was chatting and laughing.

And he died in a very miserable way.

Not to mention that he has not yet proclaimed himself emperor, even if he really wanted to do so, with his power, no one can stop him.

Thinking of the various powers in Zhu Moye's hands, dozens of ministers shook their heads in unison and sighed softly.

It seems that I have to behave myself from now on, otherwise, I won’t even be able to be a human being!

Zhu Moye took in all the changes in their expressions, and after a little thought he knew what they were thinking. A sneer appeared on his face.

You are a bunch of termites in the Ming Dynasty, and sooner or later you will all be eliminated.

Even though he thought so, a warm smile appeared on his face, bathing one in spring breeze. He said modestly, "As the saying goes, a family cannot be without a master for a day, and a country cannot be without a ruler for a day. The late emperor has been gone for over seven days, and the operation of the Ming Dynasty has also been suspended for seven days. This has already had some impact on the people's livelihood."

"For the sake of the hundreds of millions of people in the Ming Dynasty, this prince has decided..."

"I'll ascend the throne today!"

A stone caused a thousand waves, and the originally quiet crowd suddenly became boiling.

Originally, people thought that Zhu Moye was just putting on the dragon robe and satisfying his desire to be an emperor in advance, but no one expected that he would not play by the rules at all. Before the seventh day after the death of the previous emperor, he was eager to ascend the throne and inherit the throne.

The most important thing is not the rules, but that they had not expected that the enthronement would come so soon, and they had not had time to make many preparations to cover up their tracks.

If he were to ascend the throne at this time, the consequences would be disastrous.

Everyone looked at each other, making all kinds of eye contact, but no one was willing to be the first to take action.

Just as the atmosphere was at a standstill, a middle-aged man with a feminine appearance stepped forward and shouted in a sharp voice, "Your Highness, you must not do this!"

Zhu Moye raised his eyebrows and glanced at the man. His life information emerged in his mind, and then a cold light flashed in his eyes.

The chicken that was killed to scare the monkey finally couldn't help but jump out.

Chapter 74 Killing the chicken to scare the monkey!

The person who jumped out to take the lead was Liang Fang, the Marquis of Guangping, who was personally conferred by Emperor Chenghua.

This person is Liang Fang, a corrupt and lawless official who was considered the number one eunuch in the Ming Dynasty during its three hundred years.

The harm caused to the Ming Dynasty was far greater than that caused by Wang Zhi and others.

When he first entered the palace, he was just a small eunuch in the Imperial Stables, but he was gifted with an eloquent tongue and was extremely smooth-talking. Before Emperor Chenghua ascended the throne, he had already seen that Concubine Wan would have the potential to dominate the world.

He brought her food and drinks, followed her orders, flattered her, and fawned over her, which greatly pleased Wan Zhen'er.

After Emperor Chenghua ascended the throne, Wan Zhen'er also transformed from a pheasant into a phoenix.

As the saying goes, when one person succeeds, everyone around him will prosper. Even Liang Fang, a small eunuch in the Imperial Stables, rose rapidly to prominence.

Even a few years ago, he took the initiative to ask for the hereditary title, and Emperor Chenghua agreed for the sake of Concubine Wan.

Allowing eunuchs to inherit the title of marquis is something that has never happened before.

This was also the biggest stain in Emperor Chenghua's life. His doting on Concubine Wan cultivated a hungry wolf that devoured the national treasury, plundered the people's blood and sweat, and never knew satisfaction.

It would have been fine if it was just corruption, but this person relied on the favor of Emperor Chenghua and often used the excuse of purchasing supplies for the imperial palace to falsely convey imperial decrees and arbitrarily accept money and official positions.

Even common people without any official title or culture could buy out a third-rank official.

It can be said that this person was the source of corruption in the Ming Dynasty. The Ming Dynasty lasted less than three hundred years, and Liang Fang definitely accounted for half of the credit.

Zhu Moye tilted his head, picked at his nails, a bloodthirsty red light flashed in his eyes, and pretended to be nonchalant and said: "Oh? Marquis Guangping, why not?"

Why the hell! If I don’t hold the coronation ceremony, how can I, the Marquis, empty the national treasury?

Liang Fang was secretly complaining in her heart, but she didn't dare to show any dissatisfaction on her face.

Although he is a corrupt and lawless person, the evil star on the dragon throne is a real lawless person who dares to do anything. If you anger him, you will be in trouble.

He then smiled sheepishly and said cautiously, "Your Highness, before ascending the throne, emperors of all dynasties were required to hold a grand coronation ceremony half a month in advance. This is a rule set by our ancestors."

Immediately, he changed the subject and said flatteringly, "But Your Highness, you are the people's favorite, the true emperor. Naturally, it won't take half a month."

"However, if you ascend the throne today and act hastily, wouldn't that be a loss of the royal dignity? If the succession of the emperor of our Celestial Empire is shabby, wouldn't it be a laughing stock for the barbarians?"

As he said this, he knelt on the ground with a plop and begged, "Your Highness, please reconsider."

Zhu Moye pretended to be enlightened, patted his hands, and praised: "Guangping Hou is indeed thoughtful and considerate. He has thought of everything."

"That makes sense!"

After hearing Zhu Moye's words, dozens of ministers in the audience breathed a sigh of relief as if a heavy burden had been lifted from their shoulders, and looked at Liang Fang with gratitude.

I made up my mind to prepare generous gifts and pay a visit after the morning court session.

"I wonder what Marquis Guangping wants this prince to do?"

Zhu Moye pretended to be ignorant and humbly asked for advice.

Liang Fang was delighted when she saw this. This prince was not as difficult to deal with as she had imagined. As long as she flattered him more in the future, wouldn't I, the Marquis, be rich?

He said respectfully, "Your Highness is concerned about state affairs. Such trivial matters are of no concern to His Highness. As a subject, it is natural for me to help His Highness. All you need is for Your Highness to write a handwritten order, allowing me to mobilize the national treasury. Within three days, I will hold a coronation ceremony for you that will rejoice the whole country!"

Zhu Moye narrowed his eyes slightly, smiled strangely, and said playfully, "Marquis Guangping is so loyal to this prince. If I don't reward him generously, won't people all over the world say I'm stingy?"

Immediately, his expression became extremely cold and he said in a stern voice: "Shang Ming, kill him!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the faces of dozens of people in the Golden Palace changed drastically, as if their heads were hit by a heavy hammer. When they came to their senses.

Shang Ming's body was as fast as lightning. In an instant, he rushed above Liang Fang, and his palm turned into a knife, which he swung down lightly.

Stab it!

There was a sound of tearing and blood splattering. A few seconds later, a head with eyes wide open fell to the ground with a thud. After rolling a few times, the face turned upside down, with a hint of disbelief in the eyes, and the person died with his eyes open.

Many ministers gasped for breath. Such a sudden change frightened them so much that they broke out in cold sweats and didn't dare to breathe for a long time.

He was friendly and talking nicely just now, but the next second he suddenly attacked and killed people, staining the throne room with blood.