Chapter 1785: The Eve of Enthronement

"Are you disappointed?"

Yuan Xi gloated and said, "I know that you have always wanted to deal with the literati in the south, but do you know? The literati in the south are so powerful that they can affect the whole body. If you mess with them, it will be a hornet's nest."

"Zhang Mao is seriously injured. Nanfang will definitely boast about it. You are useless!"

Fang Xing frowned and said, "You're thinking too much, I just want to ask you. Also, there are people in Xuanfu who intercepted Ben, who did you conspire with?"

Yuan Xi said calmly: "It's nothing more than an official of a thousand households. He just took the bait with a command envoy as reward, so warriors can't be trusted. Fang Xing, suppressing a warrior is equal to suppressing you. Look at those warriors." Xun, this time there is only one Zhang Fu and Ding Guogong in the middle of the Beijing incident, it's ridiculous!"

Fang Xing nodded, approached and said: "You have some ambitions, but it's a pity that you are a traitor. Also, His Highness is about to ascend the throne, and all literati and martial arts will stand in line again. Yuan Xi, do you know that you have made a bad start?" ?"

"The vassal king colluded with the forces in the palace to create chaos, you have made a bad start!"

With just one punch, Yuan Xi was turned into a shrimp.

He curled up and retched, and when he saw Fang woke up, he screamed: "You are a minister of power, you are a minister of power, you will die! I, Yuan Xi, curse you to die!"

Fang Xing kept walking, An Lun turned around and scolded: "Idiot! You just wait to be hacked into pieces!"

Lei Du didn't dare to speak, he didn't want to suffer, so he didn't dare to provoke Fang Xing.

Seeing that Yuan Xi was a little hysterical, he said, "Fang Xing was defeated in the big event, so you hate him, and I hate him too, but it's just a dream after all. Your Highness is probably going to pretend to be crazy. You and I are pawns, about to be trampled on." Rotten pieces, so enjoy your last days, not many more."

Yuan Xi suddenly laughed ho ho ho, with a desolate voice.

"If it wasn't for him, a major event would have happened. I wish I could eat his flesh! Eating his flesh..."

...

Outside the imperial city, those people were handing in 'petitions', loudly saying good things about the prince, and how impassioned the people of the world would be if the prince didn't ascend the throne.

This is the fifth emperor of Ming Dynasty, linking the past and the future.

"He will be a good emperor."

Quan Jin rushed to the capital, the old man looked haggard, first went to cry Emperor Daxing, and then came to find Fang Xing.

Fang Xing currently settles down at the top of the city, making a vegetarian hot pot and eating it.

Quan Jin took a bowl of vegetarian dishes and ate it in two or three bites, and said with satisfaction: "Yes, His Highness is majestic and heroic, with the style of Emperor Wen, and there is no danger around the Ming Dynasty. The prosperous age is coming!"

Fang Xing vaguely remembered who said this before, he put the noodles into the pot to cook, sniffed and said, "The posthumous title of Emperor Wen is not good."

Quan Jin asked casually, "Why not?"

"It's not literary, but civil and military, so it should be called the ancestor!"

"this……"

Quan Jin is a kind person, he took the second bowl of vegetarian dishes from Fang Xing and said, "Emperor Wen has made extraordinary achievements, so he can be called the ancestor, but..."

"Fang wake up!"

Zhu Gaoxu strode up and frowned when he saw Quan Jin: "You don't go home to rest, do you want to learn from Jin Zhong?"

This guy even said what he cared about so straightforwardly!

Seeing that Quan Jin was very angry, Fang Xing said: "Your Highness is concerned about you, Mr. Quan, hurry home, I will ask someone to ask His Highness for instructions, and have an imperial doctor come to the palace to take a look at your health .”

Quan Jin stood up, glared at Zhu Gaoxu, and walked away.

Zhu Gaochi sat carelessly on the low stool he left behind, rubbed his eyes and said, "I haven't been able to cry, I went to the palace just now, but I couldn't help looking at Zi Gong, my elder brother, shame on me!"

He let go of his hand and looked at the red and swollen bull's eyes.

"Brother didn't enjoy the blessing for a few days, hey! Bring the wine!"

Zhu Gaoxu touched his eyes and asked for wine, and Quan Jin, who just walked to the side, became angry, and shouted: "Your Highness, how long has the Emperor Daxing been away? How can the clan drink?"

Zhu Gaoxu glared and wanted to make a move, but Fang Xing quickly stopped him, and said, "Drink, just drink,

Sadness is not a matter of drinking or not. "

Quan Jin cursed at Fang Xing: "Uncle Xinghe, you are talking nonsense, wait until I enter the palace to report to His Highness!"

Zhu Gaoxu was in a bad mood, and he flew into a rage when he heard the words. If Fang Xing hadn't pulled him, Quan Jin would probably have trouble making it through today.

Fang Xing persuaded Zhu Gaoxu with wine, and then the two of them drank on the top of the wall, and the sergeants didn't dare to say anything when they saw it.

"Brother is suffering. He has to live on airs since he was a child. I can't bear it if it were me."

Zhu Gaoxu drank very fast, and gradually became a little drunk, so he drew out his long knife and hacked at the city bricks.

Fang Xing covered his eyes with the wine glass as debris splashed everywhere.

Zhu Gaoxu said angrily: "I don't want to go back to Le'an, and I don't want to die there! Fang Xing, do you think Zhanji wants to guard against me?"

Fang Xing shook his head: "It's not necessary, I'm just afraid of getting a headache. You are his second uncle, what can he do if he gets drunk and beats someone up?"

Zhu Gaoxu said dejectedly: "It's all gone, only me and the third child are left, but the third child is a cunning, I don't like dealing with him, who else is there? Zhang Fu and the others stay at home all day to raise their children, just me Alone in Le'an..."

"It was a good day."

Fang Xing thinks that kind of life is not bad, but it's not very friendly to children, and he can't go far, so he can only sit and watch the sky.

Therefore, the vassal kings in the Ming Dynasty were not as good as the previous ones. The big reason was that the vassal kings were restricted from traveling far in the fief, and the sky they could see was only so big.

"Going crazy."

Zhu Gaoxu said confusedly: "I've been running horses in Le'an all day long, training my son, but what can I do after training? Fang Xing, what do you think they can do in the future? They can only sleep when they are full, and continue to eat when they wake up."

Fang Xing shook his head, speechless.

"There are only two ways, one is to return to Beijing, don't ask for any fiefdom, and then become a playboy. The second is... Let's see later."

...

"Brother, when will Dad come back?"

Fang Xing has been in the city for a long time, Wuyou has reacquainted with her home, but she lost a father who loves her.

Tudou was drawing a villain for her, when he heard the words, he said, "I won't come back until I have a new emperor."

Wuyou pouted: "Who is the new emperor?"

Tudou shook his head, but remembered Zhu Zhanji who used to come here often.

...

Zhu Zhanji was in Fengtian Hall, staring at those seats in a daze.

Each seat represents each ancestor. He saw Zhu Di's from Zhu Yuanzhang's seat, and then down, his father...

In the future, there will be one more chair here, which represents him.

"Your Highness, the tablet will be moved from the apse tomorrow."

Yu Jia didn't know the purpose of Zhu Zhanji's coming here, but he will be enthroned tomorrow, so he has a lot to do!

Zhu Zhanji waved his hand, and Yu Jia took people out.

This is the family temple, the family temple of the Zhu family.

Zhu Zhanji walked to the front, stood in front of the chair representing Emperor Taizu Gao, and looked at the chair quietly.

A chair is just a chair, and only when the tablet of the apse is placed on it can it represent that meaning.

Behind is Zhu Di's chair.

Zhu Zhanji squatted on the ground slowly, and said in a low voice: "Grandpa Emperor, your grandson will ascend the throne tomorrow and become the emperor of Ming Dynasty. Are you happy?"

The chair was silent, and Zhu Zhanji said slowly: "Grandpa Huang, thinking about those courtiers, my grandson is a little scared, afraid that I can't stop them, it would be great if you were here."

Tears rolled down his face, he touched the chair, choked up and said, "Grandpa, my grandson misses you..."

"...Grandson thinks about how you suppressed those courtiers back then and didn't dare to move, and thinks that you still have the strength to conquer the north, fight all over the world, and be invincible in the world...I still think about what you taught me...I still don't forget it."

"Actually, my grandson doesn't want to be emperor at all, I just want you to still be here..."

"In the future, grandson will be strong, just like you, and will not be nailed to that chair and cannot move, father...that is..."

Zhu Zhanji looked at the chair representing Zhu Gaochi, "Father, don't worry, the child will not be weak..."

A breeze blows in, bringing the last spring.

Zhu Zhanji got up and walked out backwards.

When he got outside the hall, he turned to look at the sky and said, "How is Huang Yan?"

Yu Jia said: "The old dog was imprisoned in the East Factory. He ate whenever he could and slept whenever he felt like it. He was at ease."

Zhu Zhanji sneered and said: "From today on, let the imperial doctor take care of him, and he must be well."

Yu Jia understood and said: "Yes, the servant will go to Dongchang to spread the message later."

Zhu Zhanji walked out of Fengxian Hall, and then looked at the Qianqing Gate on the right, feeling a little sad.

Starting tomorrow, he will officially be stationed there.

He was a little uneasy, but when he turned around, he vaguely saw Fang Xing right in front of him, and said with a smile, "Are you scared? Do you still remember that dream?"

Zhu Zhanji murmured: "I haven't forgotten that where there is sunshine, there is the territory of Ming Dynasty..."