Emperor Ming Dynasty

Chapter 333 The Pain of Emperor Lineage Transfer

In the few years since she was married to King Yu, Sun Xueniang has been in charge of the palace, and she has been able to control the harem with ease.

Good knowledge, impartial attitude, and dignified and generous character make Sun Xueniang's position extremely stable.

Even if they only gave birth to a daughter, no one dared to be presumptuous.

The order of reward was issued, and the whole house rejoiced.

Taking advantage of this limelight, news of King Yu's victory in Nanjing also spread throughout the entire government, and then swept across Xiangyang City like the wind.

The whole city is jubilant.

And in Fanwang Street, where the residences of King Rui and King Qin were located, it was even more silent.

Old Rui Wang heard the words, Kuan's face was disbelieving at first, and then he sighed heavily: "I have known that King Yu is powerful, I never thought that I would even take down Nanjing."

"Who knows? Who knows?"

Cheng Zu has been in the same line for more than two hundred years, is it going to end today?

This feeling is uncomfortable from the bottom of my heart.

He staggered out the door, came to the courtyard, looked in the direction of Beijing, and knelt down in a daze.

"Your Highness—" Several servants rushed to help, but they were thrown away.

"Let's go, all go!" Old Rui Wang shook off them, his gray hair was full of sadness.

Seeing the kneeling King Rui, the servants had no choice but to stay away and watch from the sidelines.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."

Old King Rui bowed his head, tears poured down his face, and the floor tiles gradually became wet.

The imperial line has been transferred here.

From Jinzhi to Shuzong, as Wanli's son, how could he face such pain in his lifetime?

"After death, how should I meet Emperor Shenzong underground?"

……

On the other side of the street, the Prince Qin's Mansion not far away was equally silent.

Different from King Rui's sorrow, Qin King Zhu Cunji was particularly humiliated.

King Yu came from the lineage of Qin Fan, logically speaking, since then, Qin Fan's line has become a close branch, so he should be happy.

However, everything is afraid of comparison.

As the suzerain, the branch under him came from behind and became the royal family.

And he, didn't he become a joke?
"I can't figure it out, how can this Zhu Yixi be the emperor?"

"Brother, this is fate!"

The young Zhu Cun Mu Ke, who is more knowledgeable about current affairs, sighed:
"Emperors will emerge from King Heyang's lineage. This is their fate. We can't wait for it."

"The only thing to worry about is that he will suppress our team. After all, we are big players."

"Da Zong is predestined by God, and it cannot be changed."

Zhu Cunji shook his head and said stubbornly, "Even if he becomes emperor, he is still Xiaozong."

Zhu Cun's face was full of helplessness.

Anyway, you don't have a son, so you enjoy the blessing, but the title is going to be my head, I don't want to lose it.

"I mean, will he depose Prince Qin?"

"Deposed?" Zhu Cunji said proudly as if he had heard a joke:
"The prince of King Qin was conferred by Taizu himself. After the lineage of Prince Yiwen was deposed, we are the highest ranked. How dare he depose?"

King Qin, as the number one vassal in the world, has a very important position and a prominent status in the clan.

Only then did Zhu Cun Mufu feel relieved, and persuaded him: "Brother, King Yu is not as good as before, we have to curry favor, and we have to rely on him when we return to Xi'an in the future!"

"Xi'an? Difficult!"

At this time, King Qin, who was full of pride, lowered his face like an eggplant beaten by frost:

"Hanzhong Mansion has been recovered for several years. Do you think King Rui has gone back? Wuchang Mansion has also been recovered. Do you think King Chu (the eldest son who fled to Jiujiang, Hongguang Enzhun inherits the king) has gone back?"

"Didn't you live well in Xiangyang for the past few years?"

"Ah?" Zhu Cunmu was startled: "No matter how good the south is, it's not half as good as Xi'an!"

The Prince Qin’s Mansion in Xiangyang only covers an area of ​​tens of mu, while in Xi’an, the Prince Qin’s Mansion occupies a quarter of Xi’an City, resplendent and magnificent, not much worse than the Imperial Palace in Beijing.

Moreover, the king of Qin led the right guard alone, more than 5000 people lived on empty wages, slaves were ordered, and the land was occupied, which was much better than this small mansion.

He was very disappointed, this Qin Wangjue didn't seem to be interesting now.

Speaking of this, although King Qin was not angry, his face calmed down after all, and he pointed out:

"Your title of King of Hanzhong was bestowed by Emperor Hongguang, it seems inappropriate now, so let's resign.

Let this Jian Guo, the soon-to-be-emperor King Yu, give you the title of king again! "

"Yes!" Seventeen or eighteen-year-old Zhu Cun Mufu could only nod in agreement.

……

In comparison, the Military and Political Department received the news not too late.

Zhao Shu took a deep breath, then locked himself in the room, suppressed a smile, and immediately burst into tears, and his chest heaved violently.

After a quarter of an hour, he finally calmed down and regained his former composure.

But at this time, Zhang Shenyan and Yan Chongxin got up and came, the smiles on their faces could not be concealed.

"Mr. Zhao, are you planning to move?"

At this time, Zhang Shenyan continued to use the title of King Yu, with a bit of respect.

This forty-year-old literati is about to become the chief assistant, and he cannot be neglected in the slightest.

Yan Chongxin also had the same thoughts: "Nanjing merchants gather here, Anhui merchants, Huaiyan, they can collect a lot of money!"

"Whether you want to move to Nanjing or not, you still have to supervise the country's Wang Ling, I can't make the decision!"

Zhao Shu frowned, and said loudly: "Everything is difficult at the beginning, Nanjing is not comparable to Xiangyang, we have to be prepared."

Zhang Shenyan agreed: "Mr. Zhao's words are very true, but because of the complexity of Nanjing, His Royal Highness Jian Guo can't do it alone, so I need to go to help."

"Although the king's order has not been obtained, we can prepare in advance so as not to make mistakes at that time."

"It makes sense!"

Zhao Shu glanced at him and nodded: "So, let's prepare in secret!"

"I'll go see the princess first."

As he spoke, he acted and moved.

Seeing his back from behind, he actually has the aura of Shoufu.

"Congratulations--"

Zhang Shenyan and Yan Chongxin looked at each other, then smiled and bowed to each other: "Congratulations, congratulations—"

The entire yamen was filled with joy on this day.

And Zhao Shu asked to see the princess, and passed it smoothly.

"What's the matter, Mr. Zhao?"

Facing the matchmaker, Sun Xueniang showed great respect, but she was dignified in her closeness, and she appeared generous, which made people feel good.

Zhao Shu lamented that King Yu married the right person, and his old friend gave birth to a good daughter, and immediately said:

"Princess Qi, when His Highness enters Nanjing, I'm afraid that the shogunate will be moved soon, even the harem will be in it. In order to avoid trouble in the future, why don't you start making preparations today?"

"I understand!"

Sun Xueniang nodded, but she rejected the proposal: "Forgive me, Mr. Zhao, the relocation of Prince Yu's Mansion is not in a hurry. The sisters are still pregnant and are about to give birth. They can't move at this time."

"Only after they give birth to a king can they start their journey."

At this time, Zhao Shu was really amazed. With a smile on his lips, he said with satisfaction:

"It's still the princess who is thoughtful, but the minister is negligent."

(End of this chapter)