I Am the Grandson of the Second Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, Earning 100 Million Taels at the Beginn

"Woooooooo..."

Just at the end of the ugly hour, horns sounded continuously in the endless barracks outside the city.

The soldiers who hadn't slept all night in the tent heard the horn to get up, jumped up excitedly from the bed, greeted their companions, and hurriedly put on their clothes and armor.

"Sixth brother, do you think the emperor can see me!"

A soldier next to him put on his armor, and asked him with a longing look on his face.

The sixth brother who was putting armor on him laughed, and reached out to pat the idiot on the head.

"I can definitely see it. After all, you have such a big head here. The emperor will definitely see you at a glance!"

"At that time, I will definitely think that there are such strange people in the world with such a big head!"

"Hahaha…"

There was a burst of laughter in the tent.

The captain who was arranging his military boots also had a smile on his face when he heard the conversation and laughter of his friends around him.

After polishing the black leather military boots on his feet, the captain folded the handkerchief and put it aside, carefully tightening the cloak around his body.

This cloak was made for him by his wife. According to the army regulations, he, the squad leader, is not qualified to wear a cloak, but today's military parade is an exception. All officers above the squad can wear a cloak.

In order to make his man stand out, his wife had prepared it half a year ago.

Although the regulations are all uniform in color and style, there is no room for development, but for women, the comparison is their own handwork.

"Okay, don't make a fuss, put on your gear and go out to gather. If you go late, the captain will scold your mother again. Today is a happy day, but the old man said, don't let him lose his temper today."

"Hahaha…"

There was another burst of laughter.

"Boom boom boom boom boom..."

From the large horns hanging above the barracks, there was a deafening sound of beating drums.

The soldiers who were laughing suddenly changed their expressions when they heard the sound of the drum, and quickly checked the armor, clothes, and helmets on their bodies. After confirming that there was no problem, they picked up the shields and weapons next to them, and looked at the captain together.

The squad leader, who also checked it again, took a deep breath while holding the sword at his waist, and swung his hand forward violently.

"set off!"

"one two three four…"

A loud slogan sounded in all areas of the huge military camp.

Teams of soldiers wearing armor and holding weapons tightly, marching in neat steps, led by their respective captains, assembled towards the assembly point.

Zhang Fu, the British official who rushed back from Asan, was very fortunate to serve as the commander-in-chief of this military parade.

Since he came back last month to gather the army, Zhang Fu hadn't been home, and spent all day in the barracks.

Today is a grand event that has not happened once in a thousand years. Zhang Fu is fortunate to command this huge military parade, which is a blessing from his ancestors.

From ancient times to the present, there have been countless generals who commanded millions of troops in name, but the so-called one million troops actually counted auxiliary soldiers and civilian husbands, and there could be more than 20 to 30 soldiers in real combat. That's fine.

But Zhang Fu, the troops commanded today are indeed millions of troops, and all of them are combat troops, and there are no local militia auxiliary soldiers to fill in the heads.

More importantly, more than [-]% of the soldiers participating in this military parade have been on the battlefield. Although the remaining [-]% ​​did not participate in the front-line battles in person, they are also responsible for the defense of the rear barracks.

It can be said that these one million soldiers are the most elite troops of Ming Dynasty, none of them. It can even be said that in the history of China, the army participating in the review today is also the most trained, best equipped, and most valiant army.

Standing on the large platform, Zhang Fu was wearing a battle armor, holding a knife handle at his waist, and looked at the huge army gathered from various tents under the light of countless fires with a serious expression.

Spears are like forests, iron shields are like clouds!
Looking at the iron armor, shield and weapon that radiated a cold light under the light of the fire, Zhang Fu's straight waist straightened again.

From today onwards, he, Zhang Fu, also has a place in the history books, and will be passed down in the history books of military strategists for thousands of years.

He was very grateful to the grandson of the emperor for giving him this opportunity.

He had already inquired clearly. When choosing the commander-in-chief of the military parade, those veterans almost gave their brains out of their fight. The emperor was also eager to try and command in person.

Later, the emperor's grandson saw that the fight had no head, so he stood up and strongly recommended him.

Although he was picked on by those veterans every day after he came back, it didn't affect his excitement at all.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

As the last sound of war drums fell, the soldiers lined up in a square formation of every ten thousand people, at the same time as the last drum sound fell to the ground, formed a neat square formation and stomped their feet, standing there neatly, staring straight at the soldiers. Looking at Zhang Fu on the stage.

"Report to Zhang Shuai, all the soldiers of the military parade have lined up, please give me instructions!"

As the deputy commander, Ning Yang Bo and Chen Mao rode quickly past each phalanx, and after confirming that all the soldiers had assembled, he rode back to the podium and reported to Zhang Fu with both hands holding up the command flag.

Zhang Fu, with a majestic expression, nodded slightly, strode towards the microphone in front of the stage, looked at the endless black army formation, and shouted loudly:

"Today is a good day, and it is also the most glorious day for us soldiers. Our Emperor, His Royal Highness, and His Royal Highness, will lead the officials of the world's vassal kings, envoys from various countries, and the people of the world to review us together. "

"The parade of a million legions, this is a victory that our ancestors have never had since the day when the army was established. You monkey cubs have done it, and you will be recorded in the annals by the historian. Your family's genealogy, I will also write a separate article for you, which records that you participated in this grand ceremony, so that your children and future generations will be proud of you!"

"Paoze, soldiers, brothers, no matter what happens today, I want you to show the most perfect state and show the most powerful military power of our Ming Dynasty to the emperor, to the crown prince, to the grandson of the emperor, to show it to the emperor. To civil and military officials, envoys from various countries, and the people of the world."

"Tell me, are you ready?"

Although the microphone could transmit his voice far and far, ensuring that it could reach the ears of every soldier, Zhang Fu still habitually yelled loudly at the top of his voice.

"Always ready, always ready, always ready!"

Millions of soldiers roared in unison, the sound was like thunder, rolling and shaking the sky.

The people in the city who got up early and prepared to participate in the ceremony, as well as the officials and lords who were preparing to enter the palace at the gate of Wuwu to participate in the old man's last court and the crown prince's enthronement ceremony, all looked out of the city together.

The eyes of civil servants are complicated, but the eyes of generals are full of envy and hatred.

Civil officials have complex psychology because the status of generals will not be shaken in the next few decades or even hundreds of years, and the literati in the Song Dynasty will not appear in a hundred years.

After all, today's old man is very enthusiastic about martial arts. Although the crown prince is not good at it, he has a son who is better than the old man in this area.

Based on the influence of the grandson of the emperor on the crown prince, it is estimated that even if the crown prince becomes the emperor, he will continue to follow the arrangement of the grandson of the emperor.

Alas, when will I be a bright scholar?

The envy and hatred of the generals were aimed at Zhang Fu.

Damn it, the commander of a million legion is the highest honor for a general.

When the quota was first decided, many veterans disregarded their face and quarreled in the hall. A few old guys who were struggling to walk even clamored for a martial arts competition to determine the candidate.

It's a pity that they fought over and over, but in the end, no one got it. Instead, Zhang Fu, who was facing off against the Timur Empire in the Asan area, got a big deal.

This made many veterans very depressed. When Zhang Fu came back, these old guys felt unbalanced and went to Zhang Fu every day to find fault with him everywhere.

Zhang Fu also understood that these old guys were upset seeing him taking a big deal, and they had no other bad intentions, they were just venting their depression.

So when faced with these old guys' faults, he just listened cheerfully and humbly.

"Hey, we got this little brat Wen Bi, and he will definitely have a place in the history books in the future."

"Isn't it? I guess it's Zhang Yu, that bastard who got this chance. He was blowing wind in the ears of Emperor Taizu. Otherwise, such a good thing would not have happened to their old Zhang family. .”

"You can pull it off, and look for the Emperor Taizu. As for what that kid did, after meeting the Emperor Taizu, it's no wonder that the Emperor Taizu didn't beat him to death."

"I guess it's the problem of their family's ancestral grave. A few days ago I heard that Lao Zhang's old boy's grave was still smoking. I guess that's why Wen Bi, a monkey boy, got this opportunity. .”

"Oh, if I had known this earlier, I would have gone to the ancestral grave to pay respects to my ancestors in the past few days. Maybe if there is smoke from my ancestral grave, the opportunity will fall to me."

"You can pull it down. As long as the shabby place of your ancestral grave is still smoking, I don't think it will burn if you light it up."

"Bastard, you just set your ancestral grave on fire. If you hadn't fought with me that day for that little monkey boy Wen Bi's turn."

"Yeah, what do you mean I'm arguing with you? It's obviously you who are arguing with me, okay? You're so confused!"

"Damn, you still don't admit it, do you want to be beaten?"

"Come on, come on, the old man has long been displeased with you, old guy, see if I don't give you two eyeballs."

When the civil servants on the other side heard the military officer's unrestrained conversation, black lines appeared on their foreheads.

If it were in the past, they would definitely impeach them, but today is different. Today is a day of great joy. If you dare to raise your eyebrows at this time, don't say that the old man can't spare them, even he, the prince, can't spare them.

More importantly, these veterans are also retiring, and today is the last time they will go to court.

In the words of these old guys, they worked hard with the old man, and now that the old man is going to retire to take care of his life, then these old bastards, don't mess around in the court, they should enjoy the happiness when they go home grandson.

In the East Palace, the family who also woke up early looked in the direction of the voice.

"It's a big scene!"

Zhu Zhanji, who came back with Zhang Fu, couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Zhu Zhangui, who drank morning tea with Zhu Qirui next to him and ate breakfast, said to Zhu Zhanji with a smile, "Isn't it? Our grandfather is looking forward to this day. In the words of the old man, he ascended the throne with glory at the beginning and abdicated today Yes, it must be beautiful."

"Okay, it's almost time, let's go quickly, don't keep your grandpa waiting."

Zhu Pangpang, who was changing into the court clothes at the side, got up and urged the brothers to leave quickly.

Today's breakfast was very rich, but unfortunately Zhu Pangpang had something in his heart and couldn't eat any more. If it was in the past, he would never go to court until he was full.

"Master, I'm a little flustered!"

Zhang Shi, who was supported by Zhao Linger, kept panting heavily and stroked his chest.

My man had waited for 14 years, and today he finally got his wish, but Zhang felt like a dream on this wonderful day.

When Zhu Zhangui didn't come back, Mrs. Zhang never thought that this day would come, and even made preparations for her husband to be deposed by the old man and the whole family to be exiled.

But after a few years of trance, the life of the family is better, and the money is more abundant. Today, the man of the family will also ascend the throne and proclaim the emperor, and he will also be named queen, and the son who brought everything to the family will also Being crowned prince, all this was like a dream, which made Mrs. Zhang feel unreal.

"Hehe, mother, just put your heart in your stomach, you are not dreaming, you and dad have made it through."

Zhu Zhangui, who understood the old lady's thoughts, stepped forward, took the old lady's wrist from the daughter-in-law, patted her on the back, and softly comforted her.

"Really? Mother, mother is not dreaming, is she?"

Her son's reassurance made Zhang's eye circles gradually turn red. She held onto Zhu Zhangui's hand tightly, wanting her son to tell her that this was really not a dream.

Zhu Zhangui smiled and said nothing, looking at his father.

Zhu Pangpang also stepped forward with emotion on his face, grabbed his wife's hand, and patted it lightly, "It's not a dream, old lady, we've made it through."

"Well! We've made it through."

The husband and wife held hands tightly and looked at each other with emotions and memories in their eyes.

The moment they looked at each other, the two couldn't help but think of the scenes that happened before.

The two were childhood sweethearts when they were young, and they studied everything hard with their mother, and wanted to manage Yanwang Mansion well. (Ms. Zhang entered Yanwang Mansion in her early teens, grew up with Zhu Pangpang, and did not get married until a certain age.)
Later, the old man mobilized Jing Nan, and the whole family was very concerned.

When Li Jinglong attacked Beiping, Zhu Pangpang was fighting on the front line, and Mrs. Zhang worked day and night in the rear.

At that time, she kept a bottle hidden in her cuff, which contained several deadly poisons.

Once the husband is unable to defend the city, she will immediately go home, send away her husband's concubines, and then commit suicide by taking poison. They cannot bring stains on her husband's life.

Later, the old man advanced all the way, and finally entered Jinling, where he ascended the throne and became the emperor.

At first, Mrs. Zhang thought that the crisis would be over, but she never expected that her husband would almost miss the crown prince because of his physical disability.

At that time, if a large number of civil servants hadn't risked their lives to protect it, I am afraid that the position of crown prince would have fallen to the second son who had made great contributions in Jingnan and saved the old man from fire and water many times.

But as a prince, life is not comfortable.

Because the husband doesn't please the old man, he is scolded and trained every day, and he can't get anything good after being exhausted.

As a wife, she saw it in her eyes and felt pain in her heart, but she had no choice but to do everything well and win more face for her husband.

After every turmoil, every conspiracy, the husband and wife moved forward hand in hand, faced any danger together, and no one flinched.

After a while, a turning point came for the family. His second son returned from overseas, which brought different changes to the entire East Palace.

The old man used to target his husband, but since his boy came back, he has attracted all the old man's attention.

The outstanding performance of his own little boy made the position of the East Palace more and more stable, and he even won the chance to get the throne before the old man left.

Thinking about the ups and downs of so many years, Mrs. Zhang was filled with emotion.

"Cough cough..."

Just when the husband and wife were deeply affectionate and recalled the past, there was a coughing sound at the door.

There was no sound beside him, Zhu Zhangui, who was watching his parents, looked quickly, and saw the old man walking in with a smile.

"Father, why are you here!"

Seeing his father coming to the East Palace at this time, Zhu Pangpang panicked inexplicably.

There is no way, the sequelae of being scared for many years, I thought that the old man had some kind of convulsion again, and now I regret it.

It's not that he is greedy for the position of the emperor, it doesn't matter to him one day sooner or later, even as long as the family lives well and the people have enough food and clothing, he can be the prince for a lifetime.

But the guilty conscience of being frightened cannot be resolved in a day or two. No matter when and where he sees his father, Zhu Pangpang feels a little guilty in his heart. This is an instinctive reflex. It is estimated that the old man will not die in this life. Get rid of this problem.

Even if he became the emperor today, Zhu Pangpang didn't dare to speak loudly when the old man coughed.

At this moment, Zhu Pangpang suddenly felt that it didn't make much difference to him whether he became emperor or not.

The direction of major national affairs is determined by his son. If the old man decides to intervene in some important national events, it is really impossible for him to show the majesty of the emperor to the old man. Of course, the main thing is that he dare not.

Thinking that even if he became the emperor, his family status would not change much, the melancholy in Zhu Pangpang's heart disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"Why, you haven't become an emperor yet, so you're starting to take care of your father!"

After waving his hand to let the saluting people stand up, the old man habitually gave a lecture to his eldest son.

Zhu Pangpang smiled awkwardly, "My son didn't mean that, my son just wanted to say, this..."

Zhu Pangpang has been talking about this for a long time, but he just doesn't know what to say.

In fact, what he wanted to say was that the old man should be waiting in the hall at this time, why did he come here.

"Humph!"

Seeing the eldest son's hesitation, the old man also understood what he meant, and walked forward with a soft snort, looked at Zhu Pangpang who was still wearing the prince's court clothes, and reprimanded him: "Why are you still wearing this clothes, take them off!"

"(⊙o⊙) what?"

Zhu Pangpang didn't react for a while, and subconsciously reached out to look at his clothes.

There's nothing wrong with it, don't you wear this suit every day when you go to court?

Seeing that Zhu Pangpang hadn't reacted yet, the old man went straight to him and untied his belt.

"Hey, dad, what are you doing!"

Startled by the old man's sudden action, Zhu Pangpang quickly covered his clothes.

"Stop talking nonsense, take off!"

The old man let out a soft drink, and Zhu Pangpang shrank his neck and immediately followed suit. With the help of his wife and eldest daughter-in-law, he took off his outer court clothes.

Reaching out and throwing the clothes that Zhu Pangpang took off, the old man waved at the little snot behind him.

Little Snot, who was smiling and waiting by the side, hurriedly brought a few eunuchs over with a tray.

In fact, Zhu Zhangui had already noticed that the tray in the hands of Xiaonai and others was a black crown suit.

Regarding the old man's move to let his father take off his clothes, he also had a rough guess in his heart.

"This…"

Zhu Pangpang was stunned for a moment when he saw the clothes that Little Snotty and the others brought over.

The old man ignored him, reached out and picked up the crown robe on top, and put it on for Zhu Pangpang himself, talking about the origin of the clothes while he was wearing them.

"Your mother made this for you back then. At that time, she was already sick and knew that her time was numbered. She was worried that your son would have no clothes to wear when he ascended the throne, so she made it according to your figure in advance."

"After it was done, she handed it to me personally, and told me to hand over the clothes to you when I was about to die in the future. This is also the last dress she made for you as a mother."

"Your mother wants you to be a good emperor, treat the people of the world well, and manage this family well."

Hearing the origin of this dress, Zhu Pangpang stretched out his hand to caress the mian gown on his body, and big tears fell from the corners of his eyes.

Mother hands line, wandering clothing!
He didn't expect that when his mother was sick, she would not forget to use this dress to remind his father not to touch his crown prince.

"mother!"

Zhu Pangpang let out a mournful cry, knelt down in the direction of his mother's mausoleum, and threw himself on the ground sobbing softly.

"Boss, Dad is getting old, and you will be in charge of the family from now on. Treat the whole family well and don't make any troubles, so that when Dad dies in the future, it's better to go over there and have an explanation with your mother."

Looking at the crying eldest son, the old man also remembered the scene when his wife was lying on the hospital bed and handing over the clothes to him.

Taking a deep breath, suppressing the longing in his heart, looking at his son with gray hair, the old man squatted down, gently patted the back of the eldest son, and whispered to the eldest son.

Zhu Pangpang, who was crying with tears all over his face, nodded vigorously, and made a promise to his father with firm eyes.

"Come on, get up quickly, let me see if the clothes fit!"

The old man beckoned and asked Zhu Zhangui and Zhu Zhanji to help Zhu Pangpang up, then walked around Zhu Pangpang, nodding in satisfaction.

"Your mother's hands are clever, and this dress fits really well!"

Zhu Pangpang, with tears still in his eyes, stretched out his hand to caress the clothes on his body, as if he had returned to the time when his mother patted him and coaxed him to sleep when he was a child.

Looking at his father's clothes, Zhu Zhangui felt envious in his heart, and subconsciously turned his head to look at Zhang, who was also wiping tears beside him.

"What are you looking at me for? I don't have the time to make clothes for you. If I want to do it, I'll do it for my grandson too. I'll be doing my handiwork for you."

Zhang, who accidentally caught his son's gaze, glared at Zhu Zhangui angrily.

Zhu Zhangui gave a dry laugh, and glared viciously at his son who was covering his mouth and chuckling beside him.

"Hahaha, this brat should be like this!"

Seeing his grandson's childlike appearance, the old man laughed out loud, and grabbed Zhu Pangpang with one hand and Zhu Zhangui with the other.

"Let's go, don't make the courtiers wait too long, there are still many things to be busy today."

The closed doors were opened one after another, revealing a festively decorated deep palace.

Under the arrangement of the officials of the Ministry of Rites, representatives of envoys from various countries, honored officials, stepped into the Forbidden City in a neat queue, preparing to participate in the first court meeting of this newly built imperial city.

It is also the first emperor of this Forbidden City to abdicate and the first new emperor to ascend the throne.

Today is the first grand court meeting in the Forbidden City, and the court has prepared a lot.

As the officials stepped into the imperial gate, the long-prepared Jiaofangsi played the palace ritual music, and the 81 salutes placed on both sides, under the control of the palace artillerymen, roared loudly towards the sky.

The sound of the rumbling guns shook the world, as if announcing to the whole of China that the new land of luck was officially opened.

In such a serious atmosphere, the officials subconsciously held their heads up and swaggered.

Among them, the most shocking ones are the envoys from various countries.

Ivan III was looking at the tall palace, listening to the court rituals and music on both sides and the rumbling guns, his heart trembled.

This is Daming, such a powerful Daming, how many countries in the world can match it?

In this world, I am afraid that there is no country that can block Ming's soldiers.

Thinking of the past few days, under the leadership of that uncle Zhang Kejian, I visited Beiping City and the local customs and customs of various places.

Ivan III rejoiced in his heart.

How lucky I am to have voted for such a powerful empire.

Under the protection of this Daming who suppressed the entire world, his Liang Zan Kingdom will gradually rise to prominence.

Thinking of the gift from Daming that he will bring in the future, and the scene of defeating the enemies who once bullied Liangzan, Ivan III felt a surge of pride in his heart.

Civil and military officials slowly stepped under the steps of the Hall of Supreme Harmony, and those who were of sufficient rank stepped up the steps and walked into the hall, while those who were not of sufficient rank and foreign envoys stood at the designated place under the guidance of officials from the Ministry of Rites. Location.

None of the civil and military officials made a sound, and stepped into the hall with their heads held high.

At this time, there was no one in the hall, and the officials were not surprised. After standing in their positions, they waited silently.

"Clang clang clang..."

Time passed slowly, and a solemn bronze bell sounded above the Meridian Gate.

"The Emperor is here!"

With the sound of the copper bell, the sound of little snot was heard throughout the palace through the horn.

Afterwards, the old man in the crown suit strode forward, followed by Zhu Pangpang, who was also wearing the crown suit but without the crown.

And Zhu Zhangui and Zhu Zhanji, with their brothers and a few little guys from Zhu Qirui's younger generation, came around from the bottom of the stairs and stood in front of everyone.

As the old man sat on the dragon chair with a golden sword on his horse, all the officials lifted their clothes and robes and knelt down on the ground under the congratulations of Lu Xin, the Minister of the Ministry of Rites.

"Long live my emperor! Long live!"

The voices of civil and military officials shouting long live three times spread throughout the entire palace and outside the imperial city through the loudspeakers placed in various places in the palace.

At the same time, the common people gathered outside the imperial city, who were preparing to participate in the grand ceremony, also bowed to the ground one after another, shouting long live towards the imperial palace.

For a time, the whole city of Beiping was filled with the sound of "Long Live the Emperor".

Hearing the deafening cheers, long live, the old man's expression was slightly moved.

Caressing the cold dragon chair with his hand, he was filled with emotions.

Back in the day, he only wanted to help his elder brother become a great general, but the current situation made him forced to take the path he was least willing to take.

Looking back now, decades have passed, and the ups and downs of that year have become a memory of the past, and he is also gray-haired, and he is about to leave the position he fought so hard to grab.

This position is very hot, and it is also a man-eating beast.

I don't know how many people in ancient and modern times fought to the death for this position.

His father once said that the road to the emperor is paved with corpses, and under this beautiful throne, there are countless bones, blood and tears buried.

Ascended to this position, no matter what you think, whether you like it or not, the burden of the whole world is on you.

This burden weighs ten thousand catties, no matter what, you have to grit your teeth and move forward slowly, even if your body is smashed to pieces, you can't take a step back.

Once you step back, those who follow you, the family you sheltered, will be smashed to pieces without a place to die.

Squinting his eyes, recalling what his father taught his elder brother back then, the old man pinched the armrest of the dragon chair and murmured softly.

"Father, what you said is right. This position is as heavy as ten thousand catties. My son was still young and could carry it. Now that my son is old, he can no longer carry this burden, so I handed it over to you. Your grandson, I hope this little fat man you like very much can pick up this burden and continue to move forward with great strides."

He let out a heavy breath, and the old man raised his hand slightly.

"Everyone is flat!"

"Thanks my emperor!"

The civil and military officials bowed their heads in thanks, and then got up and returned to their own shifts.

And it wasn't until the moment when they raised their heads slightly that they saw Zhu Pangpang standing beside the dragon chair, wearing a crown suit without a crown.

For a moment, everyone was filled with emotions, and the civil servants were glad that after so many years, they finally made it through.

The generals looked at Zhu Zhangui, the grandson of the emperor standing in front of the crowd, with a slight smile at the corner of their mouths, and no longer thought about anything else.

The prince may not like war, but they have a grandson who can influence the prince.

Looking at the familiar or unfamiliar faces in the hall, the old man opened his mouth to say something, but he didn't know what to say when the words finally came to his mouth.

With a soft sigh, he raised his hand and waved it. The little snot standing silently next to him held the imperial edict on the imperial case with both hands, and turned to face the officials.

"The Holy Word arrives, Prince Zhu Gaochi, civil and military officials accept the order!"

Zhu Pangpang's heart was beating wildly, and the fat all over his body was shaking secretly. He took a deep breath, suppressed the tension in his heart, walked to the stairs with big strides, lifted his robe and knelt down slowly. Down.

"My son Zhu Gaochi respectfully listens to the holy words!"

Under the leadership of Zhu Zhangui, the civil and military officials and various feudal lords fell to the ground.

"Hear the holy words respectfully!"

With trembling hands, Little Snot unfolded the imperial edict. As a eunuch who has served the old man for many years, he saw the old man write this imperial edict with his own eyes last night.

He also understands that when he reads out this imperial decree, the history of Ming Dynasty will officially turn over, the Yongle Dynasty will withdraw from the stage, and the new emperor will ascend to the throne to create a new history.

Breathing out without a trace, Little Snot looked at the contents of the imperial decree and read it aloud.

"Fengtian Chengyun Emperor, the edict said: I want to ascend the holy throne, work hard, dare not forget the last emperor's will, strive to develop Ming Dynasty, and create eternal peace for the people of the world."

"Eighteen years have passed, and I have worked hard for a day without slacking off, protecting the health of my Ming border, and making my people well-fed and well-fed."

"Today, even in the rarest years of my life, I don't have the spirit of a young man. Although I have the intention to continue to strengthen the Ming Dynasty, I have no strength to protect the country."

"I often hear that in ancient times, the sages who were exhausted gave way to virtuous talents, and continued to lead the human race to strive for self-improvement."

"Emperor Zhu Gaochi of the Ming Dynasty, benevolent and caring for the people, making good use of talents and talents, is unparalleled in governing the country. His talents and virtues are not inferior to the emperors of all dynasties."

"Today, I want to imitate the ancient sages and give way to virtuous people, so that they can lead the people of the Ming Dynasty, prosper and prosper, and pass it on for thousands of years."

After reading this, Little Snot paused for a moment, and after everyone savored it, he announced loudly:
"So today, I officially announce to the world that on December 18, 12th of Yongle, I officially abdicated. The Crown Prince Zhu Gaochi will visit the Great Treasure, take charge of the national weapon, pass on the good fortune of the Ming Dynasty for thousands of years, and protect the well-being and prosperity of the people of the world. I respect you!"

The sound of the little snot fell, and the whole hall could hear the sound of needles falling.

Everyone was silent, just knelt down quietly on the ground.

Everyone understood that the moment the crown prince received the decree loudly, and the ministers received the decree, the Yongle Dynasty would come to an end, and the Ming Dynasty would usher in a new era of emperors.

Zhu Pangpang, who was kneeling on the top, didn't say a word, but raised his head slightly, staring blankly at his father who was sitting on the dragon chair with a smile on his face.

He was a little afraid to accept the order, he was afraid of opening his mouth, that his father who had frightened him and trained him all his life would leave.

"Silly boy, what are you still doing in a daze? Take the order and thank you!"

Seeing the eldest son staring at him blankly, the old man's eyes flashed with relief, just like when he was a child, he reprimanded him lightly.

Hearing this address that he hadn't heard for many years, Zhu Pangpang's eye circles gradually turned red, looking at the old man's old face, he called out softly.

"father!"

"Ugh!"

The old man also responded with a smile at the corner of his mouth.

With this call, the little estrangement between the father and son for so many years completely disappeared without a trace.

Zhu Pangpang bit his lip hard, muddy tears slipped from the corners of his eyes one by one, and he knocked his head heavily on the ground.

"Son... son..."

After opening several heads in a row, unable to continue, Zhu Pangpang really didn't dare to open his mouth, let alone open his mouth.

"You are the emperor now, what kind of words are you hesitating so much?"

Seeing his son's disappointment, the old man snorted softly.

Zhu Pangpang's lips turned purple from biting, and he finally yelled out amidst the old man's scolding.

"My son, Zhu Gaochi, take the decree and thank you!"

In an instant, the entire court seemed to have a new look. After Zhu Gaochi received the decree loudly, all the ministers kowtowed again neatly.

"The minister waits for the order!"

While all the officials bowed down, Zhao Wang Zhu Gaosui, who was in front of everyone, had the most complicated mood.

For so many years, he and the second child had fought against the boss countless times, but in the end this position still fell under the boss's ass.

He knew that from today onwards, that small thought in his heart should be completely extinguished.

In fact, before the second child was not paralyzed, he still had some thoughts in his heart, but after the second child was paralyzed, he was really frightened by his elder nephew's methods.

Zhu Gaosui didn't believe in quack warlocks at all. He always felt in his heart that his second son became like that because of his eldest nephew.

So after he came back, he was relieved of his military power by the old man. He didn't make any fuss, didn't say anything, and happily took the share from the chamber of commerce and the salary from the imperial court, and lived a carefree life.

While having fun, he is actually making some small preparations for the little extravagant hope in his heart.

After all, the boss's body is so sick, he still has a chance, although the chance is so small, but what if he meets a ghost.

After all, when his grandfather was around, no one thought that his uncle would die early.

But God just made a joke, the grandson that my grandfather liked the most, left one step ahead of time, and finally the uncle who rebelled against his grandfather would warmly welcome him, also left his grandfather.

So in this world, before anything comes to fruition, don't make random decisions, because no one knows what kind of changes will happen.

But today, he knows that his little thoughts can be put away.

The eldest brother took that position, and the eldest nephew was in excellent health, and the second child was paralyzed like that again, so he had no chance at all.

So he decided to start from today, to be a Xiaoyao feudal lord who rides horses and walks dogs, spends his days drinking and drinking, and spends nights in brothels.

After all, such days live a little longer.

If he was disobedient, his eldest brother would reprimand him at most, but his eldest nephew really dared to do it.

After Zhu Pangpang and Manchao Wenwu received the order, the old man got up from the dragon chair and slowly walked in front of Zhu Pangpang who was still kneeling on the ground.

Reaching out to help the eldest son up, the old man slowly untied the crown on his head.

Zhu Pangpang, who was standing opposite him, looked at his father silently, with reluctance and nostalgia in his eyes.

Smiling, he took off the crown on his head, and the old man held it in his hand, looked at it with emotion for a while, and then reached out and put it on the head of the eldest son without any regrets.

"From now on, you will be in charge of this family. You have managed the country's government affairs for so many years, and Dad has nothing to explain."

"But you have to remember that this position weighs ten thousand catties. Sitting on it not only has endless majesty and great authority, but also shoulders the life and death of all people in the world."

"Every decision you make is related to the life and death of countless families and countless people, so when you do anything, you must not be arrogant, and you must take the overall situation, the world, and the people as the most important!"

"Our old Zhu's family comes from the common people. The common people in the world are our greatest backing. If we lose money, no one can lose the common people. If we suffer, we can't let the common people go hungry."

"This is your grandfather's expectation, and it is also my father's expectation for you."

"You have a benevolent character, you care about the people, you govern with benevolence and love the people, you must be a good emperor, even better than your father."

Zhu Pangpang just quietly listened to the old man's explanation, and he nodded vigorously every time the old man said a word.

This is a father's expectation for his son, and it is also the inheritance from the old emperor to the new emperor.

After fastening the rope buckle of the crown, the old man stretched out his hand to help tidy it up, then supported Zhu Pangpang's hand, and walked towards the throne.

The two walked very slowly, Zhu Pangpang kept looking at the chair, and his mind was full of thoughts. As for what he was thinking, no one knew, probably only he knew it in his heart.

No matter how high the ladder is, there will be a day when it will arrive, and no matter how long the time is, there will be a time when it will pass.

The two came to the side of the dragon chair throne, and the old man personally supported his fat son and let him sit on it slowly.

As his butt touched the cold throne below, Zhu Pangpang's expression changed dramatically instantly, and an invisible power appeared on Pangpang's body, which made the officials below feel fearful when they saw it.

After Zhu Pangpang sat down, the old man sat on a chair beside him with a smile, and Lu Xin, Minister of Rituals, stood up in a big stride, bowed his hands to Zhu Pangpang, and walked out of the hall with all the civil and military officials and vassals. After everyone stood up again, they shouted towards the hall.

"The new emperor holds the weapon, all the ministers will see you!"

Zhu Pangpang nodded slightly to his personal eunuch, the old eunuch who had served Zhu Pangpang for many years, saluted Little Snotty, took the fly whisk from the other party's hand, strode towards the side of the stairs, facing the hall Drink loudly.

"The emperor has a decree, all officials, civil and military officials, and the envoys of the feudal lords, see you!"

Soon, under the leadership of Zhu Zhangui and Minister of Rites Lu Xin, the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty strode into the palace.

After everyone stood still, they all saluted and bowed to Zhu Pangpang who was sitting on the dragon chair, and shouted long live three times.

"Chen and so see the emperor!"

"Long live my emperor! Long live!"