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Chapter 1325 Jiajing's Death
"Master...Master..."

The soft call seemed to come from the sky, Jiajing slowly opened his eyes, wrapped the quilt up, and let out a groan.

Feng Bao looked at this bright young man curled up into a ball, no longer had the respectful attitude, added his favorite incense, and inhaled intoxicatedly.

Godfather Lu Fang is getting old, his hands and feet are slow, after all, he can no longer serve around, so he will take over.

A companion is like a tiger, and Jiajing is notoriously moody. This task is not easy, but it turned out to be not as difficult as imagined.

Because this majesty, who was once full of energy and had a great time fighting with the monarch and his ministers, is getting old after all, and even looks much older than his current age.

In the early years, Jiajing was an immortal, unafraid of the cold and heat, but now his true colors are revealed, and the awe of the servants gradually fades away. Although he dare not disobey him face to face, he cheats more and more behind his back.

After all, Lu Fang is the only one who is really loyal in the palace, and the others have already had enough of his temper, and wish he would die immediately.

Feng Bao originally wanted to catch up with the grandson of the emperor, but was preempted by Yang Jinshui. He was worried about his future after the change of dynasty, but he also had the same attitude towards this cold master.

Jiajing curled up on the Taiji gossip bed, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses. His faint old eyes looked at the busy Feng Bao, and he thought he was quite competent, and said, "Feng Bao, tell the emperor grandson that you don't need to enter the palace to pay your respects. Supervise the country well!"

Jiajing had already given this order more than an hour ago, and Feng Bao put on a perfunctory smile: "Observe the order! The master is really lenient!"

Jiajing showed a wrinkled smile, and subconsciously touched in the quilt with his hands, and found a copy of the imperial edict, and a complicated expression appeared in his eyes.

"Grandfather Sun Yijun, with a pure nature, benevolent and upright, suitable for a high position, to be diligent in civil affairs, to assist the civil and military officials in the court, to bless the people..."

This is a secret edict drawn up by him to pass on the throne to the emperor's grandson.

At first, there were a lot of temptations to establish the young prince as the grandson of the emperor. As a result, most of the courtiers, including Hu Zongxian, opposed it, which on the contrary aroused Jiajing's rebellious psychology.

The reason of the ministers is very simple. King Yu did not make any mistakes. When King Jing died of illness on the way to the domain, he should be in the East Palace.

What's more, although Xiaoshizi is smart and benevolent, young and mature, all the great scholars who teach him praise him, but he is too young. Letting a son who is nearly thirty years old fail him, and having a grandson who is less than ten years old, this is not intentional to increase the instability of the throne. , Is there a turmoil in the country?
But from Jiajing's point of view, those courtiers thought he was old enough to curry favor with King Yu, but they wanted to let them know that whoever ruled the world of Daming was still in charge.

Another round of game between monarch and ministers began. For three full years, Jiajing exhausted his last effort and won the final victory.

The key point is that Yu Wang was not up to date, worried about gains and losses, unable to bear the pressure, and after a serious illness, he began to give up on himself, which disappointed Gao Gong, who was the most staunch supporter.

The emperor's grandson was able to confer the imperial edict, although the imperial edict has not yet been formally issued, but all the officials are very clear that there must be a will from His Majesty, allowing this grandson to inherit the throne, Jiajing once again allowed his will to be carried out in the court.

But now, it's so empty.

After fighting for a lifetime, what have we gained?
"Clap!"

An old tear slipped down the eye socket and landed on the back of the hand at some unknown time.

Feng Bao glanced sideways and turned a blind eye to His Majesty who was crying. Anyway, His Majesty soon didn't remember crying.

But this time, not anymore.

Because Jiajing was crying silently, suddenly there were hurried footsteps outside, and when the news reached Feng Bao's ears, he was startled, but he dared not tell: "Master, Hai Rui is back!"

Jiajing was stunned: "Hai Rui..."

Feng Bao thought this person couldn't remember, and wanted to remind him, but he opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

It can't be said that it is the one who appeared in "Public Security" and scolded you bloody...

But obviously, Jiajing didn't need to be reminded at all. He lifted the quilt, jumped out of bed, leaned his upper body forward, retracted his sleeves, and stared straight ahead: "Finally! I finally waited for him to come back!"

Feng Bao trembled all over.

Wearing unlined clothes, she is still not afraid of the cold in the winter...

Long Live, the master who used to be arbitrary and in control of everything, is back again?

"Quick! Xuan Hai Rui!"

"No, I will personally go out of the city to meet him!"

Jiajing circled the Tai Chi Bagua bed a few times before making up his mind.

Although it would inevitably hurt the emperor's face to greet him in person, he really couldn't wait.

This last hope must be grasped!
"Get off!"

When Jiajing's imperial chariot set off from the Forbidden City, the previous dynasty was immediately alarmed.

In the cabinet, Lu Ben and Li Chunfang set out immediately to seek help from the emperor's grandson and Hu Zongxian.

And those two were discussing with the officials of the six divisions and nine ministers about the offensive against the Mongolian Altan Khan.

After these years of hard work, the military power of the officials has taken on a new look. Now the friction on the nine fronts is no longer a series of provocations by Mongolian Tartars, but repeated attacks by the Ming frontier army.

Of course, a large-scale battle has not yet broken out. The current name is to wipe out the White Lotus Sect outside the Great Wall. Altan Khan directly abandoned the White Lotus Sect and apologized again and again, but it still failed to ease the situation.

The blood debt and humiliation of the Gengxu Incident more than ten years ago cannot be written off in one stroke by pretending to be subdued when the situation is not looking good for a while.

However, the whole Ming Dynasty was so tough. In addition to the military generals headed by Yu Dayou, Qi Jiguang, and Tan Lun, there was a victory report from the front line, and the chief assistant Hu Zongxian and the emperor's grandson gave full support.

At this time, the emperor's grandson was not yet ten years old, but he was like a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old, with calm eyes and a calm demeanor, listening to the reports of the officials.

But all princes who supervise the country at a young age have always had a seniority, and there is very little real experience in governing the country. After all, at an ignorant age, how do they know about major national affairs?
But this one was obviously different, so that the officials did not dare to slack off in the slightest, and worked hard to make a good impression on the new king.

In such an atmosphere, the news from the palace came, and the emperor's grandson's face suddenly became serious after hearing it.

Hu Zongxian got the news at the same time, and his face changed: "Your Majesty's dragon body is not in good condition, how can you leave the palace without authorization for a minister traveling far away?"

Compared with fighting Altan Khan, filial piety is still the top priority, not to mention that Jiajing is still the emperor in name, the emperor's grandson immediately set off and went to the palace gate.

The officials also wanted to follow, but were dissuaded, Hu Zongxian nodded secretly, quite relieved.

That His Majesty is extremely sensitive, leading all the ministers will inevitably threaten to force the palace, and the emperor's grandson behaves decently in every way, it is really the luck of the Ming Dynasty...

But no matter how much he cared about Jiajing's feelings, when the emperor's grandson arrived and saw Jiajing's expression, he knew he couldn't persuade him.

Not only are the cloudy eyes shining, but the whole body is full of light. She is wearing a thin layer of single clothes, but there is no trace of chill in the cold winter months, and her face is still steaming. The extremely excited expression made the empress dowager The first thought in Sun's mind was to return to the light.

"My dear grandson, you came at the right time. You will welcome Hai Rui back with me. If you get the scriptures, I will become a fairy. Then you will all benefit!"

"One person attains the Tao, chickens and dogs ascend to heaven, hahaha!"

Jiajing stretched out his withered palms, made a vigorous move, and then returned to the posture of five hearts facing the sky, meditating silently, but soon couldn't hold back anymore, and urged: "Hurry up! Hurry up!"

The grandson of the emperor couldn't help it: "Grandpa, it's cold and cold, let's put on more robes..."

"I have cultivated mysteries all my life, and I have already practiced the cold and heat. I only need the last pass. I can become a fairy, live the same life as the sky, and live forever in the world. How can a mortal like you understand?"

Jiajing laughed, just urging.

The last sentence made the emperor stunned, some fragments flashed in his mind, and his expression became slightly dazed.

When the imperial chariot arrived at the Meridian Gate, under the howling cold wind, it finally stopped going outside the Forbidden City, and instead climbed onto a high platform to look far away.

The end of the new year is approaching, no matter how cold the weather is, there will be few pedestrians on the street, and they are all striving to have a good year. Compared with the embarrassment of "the year is sad, this year is the saddest, just passing by", now the capital is no longer The dispute over salary arrears and the lively scene they saw attracted the attention of the emperor's grandson, and he nodded secretly.

Jiajing turned a blind eye to the people, but tried to widen his eyes and looked at the imperial road in the distance.

"I'm coming!"

Finally, a group of travel-worn people, escorted by Jin Yiwei, came towards the Forbidden City.

"That's Hai Rui?"

The emperor's grandson also looked over, and with torch-like eyes, he saw a tall, thin man riding on a magnificent yellow horse, followed by a group of outstanding disciples, walking towards here.

It's just that the horses were not seen carrying a large number of scriptures, only Hai Rui was carrying a small package.

In any case, the long-awaited person finally returned, and the emperor's grandson was also happy for it. He turned his head to congratulate him, but his face suddenly changed: "Grandfather!"

Seeing that the flush on Jiajing's face suddenly faded away, leaving only paleness, his body also limp down slowly: "Why...now..."

"His Majesty!!"

In front of the Forbidden City, everyone exclaimed.

Above the clouds, overlooking indifferently.

Sanzang frowned slightly: "This stupid king is dying."

The desperate and unwilling face below does not seem to be the end of life, but it is really so according to the underworld.

Although there have been obvious changes between today's Ming Dynasty and the direction of Ming Dynasty in history, the time of Jiajing's death is exactly the same as the date of death in history.

December 45th, Jiajing [-]th year.

The time in the book of life and death has come, and the errand is seductive, and he dies.

This is where Sanzang is puzzled: "The poor monk can feel that the ancestors hated this king, why did he let him live until now?"

Li Yan's eyes are peaceful, but his eyes seem to penetrate this world, looking at a distant world: "I have gone through many lives, the emperor is so merciless, selfish, selfish, kind and caring for the people, there are very few people, and it is enough to have one as a close friend." It's a blessing..."

"In Your Excellency's opinion, those foolish lords should have been killed on the spot long ago, and they would be happy to enmity and eliminate harm for the people."

"But I've never done that."

"Because of my power, I can easily overthrow an old rule, but I can't reshape a new rule. On the contrary, because of my own selfishness, it will lead to chaos in the world and the people's livelihood..."

Sanzang was silent.

The way of heaven and the way of humanity are all like this.

Gods and Buddhas in the way of heaven are emperors in the way of humanity.

The emperor of gods and Buddhas may have all kinds of unbearable problems, but killing them forcibly is not the solution to the problem.

And Li Yan said again: "Look!"

Just when Jiajing fell at the last moment when he saw Hai Rui, Yan Shifan stared silently in a corner not far away with a dull expression.

He followed Hai Rui all the way back to Daming, and it was precisely because he wanted to make a final settlement with Jiajing, but he watched Jiajing die by himself, and he was suddenly at a loss.

His evil thoughts were forcefully wiped away by the tight band, and finally he walked away slowly, his back was like a walking corpse.

Li Yan said: "Is this the bliss of tranquility?"

Sanzang was silent.

Not to mention the fact that the fighting above is still going on, the two existences who decided to continue the Three Realms floated away, and the imperial city below was already in a state of panic.

The grandson of the emperor took off his robe, hugged Jiajing tightly, and warmed him up. The servants around him called the imperial doctor, and some of them called the imperial doctor, and they notified the officials.

"Cold...so cold..."

"The scriptures... the scriptures of cultivation..."

"Why can't... let me take a look at... even just one..."

With tears streaming down his face, Jiajing stretched out his hand and tried to grab the sky, but his whole life had already appeared in his mind like a fleeting glance.

In the second year of Zhengde, he was born in Xingwang Mansion in Anlu, Huguang. His father was the fourth son of Ming Xianzong, and he was his father's second son.

When he was young, he was extremely intelligent and almost never forgetting his photographic memory. When he was a little older, he studied ancient books under the guidance of his father, mastered the "Book of Filial Piety", "Great Learning" and the way of self-cultivation, family management and country management. Ceremony, so familiarized with various etiquette and norms.

Then unfortunate things happened, his father died early, and his eldest brother also died of illness. At only 12 years old, he became King Xing and took over the palace. Although he was assisted by his courtiers, he also accumulated extraordinary experience.

Two years later, Zhengde passed away and had no son to succeed to the throne. According to the ancestral precept of "brothers end up with younger brothers", he was 14 years old at the time and inherited the title of Jiajing.

The experience in the palace laid the foundation for the succession to the throne and the great etiquette disputes. From this, he took power early, adopted measures such as reforming the old malpractices, revitalizing the discipline, and won the support of the government and the public. He changed the fatigue of the Zhengde period. .

How nice it would be if it was always like this...

It's a pity that he didn't persevere in the end, but instead blindly indulged in the extravagant hope of becoming an immortal and the control of power.

Immortal?

The gathering of three flowers on the top is an illusion, and it is not true that the clouds are flying under your feet...

Mingjun?

Jiajing Jiajing said that the family is clean, the world has not been straight for a long time, Your Majesty!
Records in the history books...

The memory of the heart...

"Ah!"

A burst of unbearable colic hit, Jiajing seemed to have a thousand words, but in the end he could only turn into a wry smile, and slowly lowered his hand.

Ming Jiajing 45 December [-]th.

The most intelligent emperor in the history of the Ming Dynasty, who was also slack in politics and advocating Daoism, Jiajing Emperor Zhu Houcong, who almost dragged Ming Dynasty into the abyss of eternal doom, collapsed at the Meridian Gate.

　Thanks to book friends "Xinghai Tiantian" for their rewards, and book friends "Yulong Tengkong" and "Rogeotarifos" for their rewards.

　　
　
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