Ming Dynasty: Tanks blocked the door and you said to me, "Long live Ming Dynasty"

After seeing Prince Lu finish eating, the two men returned to their thatched cottage and lay down to rest like a salted fish.

By the time dinner came, the painful feeling was awakened again by the taste buds.

The damage caused by Roujiamo's second attack was still continuing, and the two were faced with the third wave of attacks.

Zhu Hongtong: "Prince Zhao, look, the Imperial Guards have sent something to Prince Lu again."

Zhu Chang?: "Let's go and take a look."

The two of them hurriedly walked from the thatched hut at the edge to the middle.

At this time, Prince Lu was eating a steamed bun with roujiamo (a Chinese steamed bun with meat filling) when he suddenly saw a Jinyiwei coming over with a bundle of things. He couldn't help but ask curiously, "What is this?"

"This is the straw mat that His Majesty gave to the prince."

Prince Lu was very curious. He had lived in the palace since he was a child, and his beds were covered with silk quilts and brocade mattresses, which were luxurious and soft. He had never seen straw mats, which were bedding used by the lower class people.

"I heard that this thing is used by peasants to make beds for sleeping. Can this thing really be used for sleeping?"

Zhu Changxun felt a little disgusted.

"You will know if you can sleep or not once you try, Your Majesty."

After saying this, Jinyiwei dropped the straw mat and left.

Zhu Changxun couldn't help but go up and pinch the straw mat with his hands, with a look of surprise on his face.

"Hey, you know what, this thing is pretty thick and soft, except that it feels a bit worse."

After saying this, he happily carried the straw mat into the house and spread it on the floor.

After laying it out, I rolled around on it a few times and was very happy.

"Oh my, this thing is better than a little bit of dry straw! Not bad, not bad!"

Zhu Chang, who was next door, saw this scene and heard his laughter. He couldn't help but support his aching waist, full of jealousy.

As night fell, Zhu Chang took advantage of Zhu Hongtong's inattention and slipped to the Jinyiwei guarding in an inconspicuous corner, and asked him to send someone to find the chief official of his palace.

The emperor did not allow them to step out of a certain area of ​​the hut, but did not restrict them from meeting and communicating with their family and confidants.

Soon, the prince of Zhao Palace came running over.

The Jinyiwei consciously walked away for a distance, allowing the father and son to chat privately.

"Father! I am finally able to see you. You have suffered a lot these days!" The Prince of Zhao was full of concern.

"Don't be so fussy, I have something important to tell you, listen carefully!"

Upon hearing this, the prince immediately calmed down and said, "Please give me your orders, father!"

"I want you to rush back to Anyang overnight, load 60% of the gold and silver in the palace onto a truck, and send it to Taiyuan."

"Father, this..."

The prince was very shocked and didn't understand why his father brought so much wealth to Taiyuan.

"This matter concerns the succession to the throne, and there must be no mistakes! If you handle it well, you may very well be the crown prince of the Ming Dynasty, understand?" Zhu Chang said solemnly.

When the prince of Zhao heard the word "crown prince", he immediately became alert and said, "I will do it right away."

Zhu Chang? reminded again, "Remember, make sure to load enough stuff into sixty carts!"

Prince Zhao was a little embarrassed: "Father, you know that 60% of our gold, silver and jewelry cannot fill so many cars."

"It's okay, half of it is filled with gold, silver and jewelry, and the other half is food!"

When the prince heard that this approach was feasible, he immediately said goodbye and flew back to his fiefdom overnight.

After seeing his son off, Zhu Chang was in a good mood.

Who isn’t a sixth person?

It’s worth it to risk 60% of the family fortune for a throne!

If I ascend the throne, I will never be bullied by those ministers like the boy Tianqi.

Anyone who dares to oppose will be killed!

By then, I will take back double the property I have lost from those officials and princes.

No matter what, at least you have to prepare roujiamo and straw mat for me first.

Zhu Chang? Just thinking about this, he fell asleep with a sweet smile.

There is a person next door who is just like him, that is Zhu Hongtong.

He had previously taken advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention and looked for the chief official of his Divine King Palace. The main reason was that his son was still too young, only twelve or thirteen years old, and could not handle such a big matter.

They all came for the throne and they were all competitors. Naturally, they couldn't let Zhu Chang know if they were doing something tricky.

However, he was even more ruthless than Zhu Chang?. He was only willing to give up 40% of his property, which would be used to load 80 carts, 40% of which were gold, silver and jewelry, and 60% of which were food.

At this moment, Zhu Chang had already put on the dragon robe and imperial crown in his dream and was accepting the worship of all officials.

There were three people living in several rows of thatched huts. Two of them slept soundly, but one tossed and turned.

Zhu Changxun lay on the straw mat, unable to fall asleep, his mind racing.

"From the preferential treatment His Majesty showed me today, Admiral Zhen is right in saying that His Majesty will give priority to me when issuing the imperial edict!"

"I have nothing now. If I really inherit the throne, it would not be a bad thing."

"Hey! That's right!"

He seemed to have figured something out and suddenly started doing it excitedly.

"If I inherit the throne, then the property that was taken away from Prince Lu's Mansion will belong to me again!"

"Not only that, I will also use my imperial power to make money!"

"Tianqi is a brainless kid. How can we do this when the treasury is empty?"

"Everything I do after ascending the throne is to make money!"

"Continue to expand and strengthen this king's family assets, and create greater glory!"

"If the officials object, then at worst I'll have made enough money and simply give up being the emperor and go back to being the carefree Prince Lu!"

"Okay, okay! Miao Miao Miao!"

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became.

Wealth is so fascinating!

Can't sleep! Can't sleep at all!

Chapter 411 Prince Lu’s Assets

Even though there is a cool autumn breeze tonight, it cannot blow into the royal tent of Changchun Palace.

At this moment, Zhu Youxiao had slept for a whole day and was quite energetic.

On his own couch, like a thief, he tiptoed to stretch his legs, bend his waist, expand his chest muscles, and stretch his muscles.

He lay there for more than ten days, pretending to be half dead. He could not move his hands and feet too much, and all he did all day was lie down or sleep, except for taking food and medicine.

At the end of the day, my hands and feet were numb and my back and waist were sore.

I will never pretend to be dead again... What a sin!

He had not been active for long when he heard some noise outside the door and quickly lay down.

Unexpectedly, in his panic, his lower back hit the edge of the bed. He grimaced in pain but dared not make a sound.

"My Lady, you have been accompanying His Majesty day and night these days, you are too tired, why don't you go back to the East Warm Pavilion tonight to have a good rest, and His Majesty will be served by this servant."

Outside the bedroom door, Youtong looked at Liu Yue, who was getting thinner and thinner, and spoke softly.

Liu Yue was in a very low mood: "Ah... Your Majesty's condition is changing constantly, how can I dare to sleep peacefully."

She had always been by His Majesty's side, but was powerless to do anything. This feeling was really painful.

His Majesty's pulse was sometimes present and sometimes absent, sometimes strong and sometimes weak, but his complexion was getting worse and worse. She had never encountered such a situation before.

Even a master of medicine like my teacher is helpless, so I feel even more powerless.

"Your Majesty is so ill now, and you still want to drive us out and worry about state affairs alone. This palace is extremely distressed."

"Don't worry too much, Your Majesty. Your Majesty is the best emperor of our Ming Dynasty. God will surely protect Your Majesty from this disaster and ensure that Your Majesty lives a long life."

After saying this, even Yutong himself couldn't believe it.

Seeing the blood draining away from His Majesty's face bit by bit, he felt heartbroken.

While the two were talking, Wang Chengen came hurriedly.

Liu Yue and the other person couldn't help but frown. This guy didn't even let His Majesty have a good rest so late at night. He deserved to die!

Yutong stepped forward and stopped him: "Sir, His Majesty has gone to bed. Please come back tomorrow if you have anything to say."

"this......"

It was now just the hour of Hai, and the inventory of Prince Lu's belongings had finally been completed. Wang Chengen thought that he had been in Taiyuan for a whole day and had not seen the emperor, so he took this opportunity to come over and take a look.

After hearing what Youtong said, I thought it was not a big deal. Since His Majesty has already fallen asleep, I can come back tomorrow.

"In that case, tomorrow we will..."

Before he could finish his words, Zhu Youxiao's voice was heard in the room.

"Let him...come in."

Upon hearing this, Youtong glared at Wang Chengen hatefully, then turned around and opened the door.

When Wang Chengen entered the room, the candlelight illuminated Zhu Youxiao's face, which was obviously terminally ill.

He was startled for a moment. He was about to salute, but in an instant he prostrated himself on the ground, crawled to the bed, and burst into tears.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty! What happened to you? Why do you look so haggard? I am late! I deserve to die..."

Zhu Youxiao: ...

"Howl...why are you howling...I can still save you for some more time..."

As Zhu Youxiao spoke, he rubbed his lower back with his hands under the quilt and rolled his eyes at Wang Chengen.

"His Majesty......"

"Tell me...what's the matter?"

"The belongings presented by Prince Lu have been counted, and I have come to report this."

Money is coming!

Zhu Youxiao was overjoyed when he heard this. He stopped his hand movements immediately and the pain in his waist was gone instantly.

"How much is the total? Read it to me."

Yutong watched from the side and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

His Majesty is still the money-loving His Majesty. When he heard that money and food were coming in, his mood improved and even his speech became much more fluent.

If we can get more money for Your Majesty, will Your Majesty get better?

Thinking of this, most of the resentment I had towards Wang Chengen disappeared immediately.

Wang Chengen quickly replied: "Your Majesty, the West Factory has received a total of:

Gold and silver: 1.2 million taels;

Land deeds: 5.67 million acres;

Shops: 115;

Jewelry and jade: eighty boxes. "

When Zhu Youxiao heard this, he became so excited that his breathing became heavy.

Oh my goose!

Although the gold, silver and other items obtained by Prince Lu's Palace were not as much as those obtained by Prince Fu's Palace, the land deed was really exaggerated, exceeding more than two million acres.

It really is worthy of being the Prince Lu’s Mansion that annexed the fiefdom of deposed Prince Jing!

Zhu Youxiao was in a good mood: "Okay... okay, send it back to the capital immediately to be added to the imperial treasury."