Daming heir

Zhu Yunxi and his party arrived at Longwan Pier outside Yingtian City on the head of the twelfth lunar month.

The news that the emperor's body was ill arrived at Yingtian earlier than the fleet. When the fleet docked, the huge and luxurious emperor's chariot, which the old man rarely used, was already parked on the dock pier.

Zhu Biao issued a death order, not allowing the news to spread, and not allowing people from the cabinet and court to go out of the city to pick him up.

The emperor's health should not be spied on by courtiers.

It's raining lightly today.

The boat is immersed in the river surface that has become soft due to falling snow. As the people on the boat step off the pier, the vibrations will cause the layer of soft snow to surge.

On the trestle where the flagship was docked, there was only the emperor's chariot parked there.

An additional shed was also erected.

The reason why it is called a shed is because the shed started from the royal chariot and ended at the disembarkation position of the flagship.

The top and sides were wrapped in thick cotton to protect from wind and snow.

Zhu Biao was alone in the shed where he disembarked, his face a little pale.

In the shed behind him, there is a stove at a certain distance that exhausts exhaust outside the shed, providing heat for the entire shed.

Zhu Yunxi took Zhu Gaochi and Zhu Shangbing off the boat first.

"Father."

"Uncle."

The three of them saluted, Zhu Biao just nodded, his face still pale, but his original solemn expression softened slightly.

Zhu Yunxi walked to the prince's father and whispered: "Grandpa's current situation is stable, but he is a little weak and his energy is a little worse than before."

Zhu Biao hummed and nodded: "You have worked hard this way."

Say it.

He continued to raise his head and stare at the ship.

On the ship, with Shan Yongnian and Shui Sannian personally watching, two Imperial Guardsmen carried the old man in a wheelchair and slowly walked out of the cabin.

Immediately there were people standing around with thick bedding, and a big umbrella was held up on top.

If it hadn't snowed today, there would be no need to do this.

But there was snow at the moment, and the cold wind on the river at the pier was why they moved so aggressively.

On the contrary, the envoy of Shanyong Nursing Home said that this need not be the case, and that a short period of trouble would not affect the emperor. But no one, including Zhu Yunxi, dared to take it lightly.

Even though Taiyuan Hospital has been using water for three years now, it still feels like it should be more careful at this time.

So Shan Yongnian, the envoy of the old hospital, had nothing to say.

It’s only a short journey anyway.

When the old man was carried off the boat and entered the shed, Zhu Biao had already stepped forward.

"father……"

Zhu Biao knelt on one knee in front of the wheelchair, holding the armrest with both hands.

Concern was written all over his face.

Ever since he received the news that the old man fell ill again, the prince, who had been busy with state affairs all day, but had become more energetic, became exhausted in the blink of an eye.

Probably it was a bit cold today because of the rain. Zhu Yuanzhang, who was sitting in a wheelchair and wrapped in a thick wool blanket, looked a little lackluster.

Zhu Yuanzhang glanced at the prince, with a smile on his face, and said in a weak tone: "I can't die yet, don't worry, your mother is not in a hurry to let me accompany her."

Zhu Biao was a little worried and turned to look at his son aside.

Zhu Yunxi said softly: "Back to father, grandpa probably has good and bad weather because of the season. The Imperial Hospital thought that after returning to the palace, he would stabilize and get better slowly. For now, let's go to the city and return to the palace."

Zhu Biao nodded, stood up quickly and stepped aside: "Yes, yes, yes! Go back to the palace quickly. I have asked people to thicken the doors and windows of Qianqing Palace, and build a fire wall for day and night heating. I have also created a room next to the palace for the emperor. The hospital is always there to take care of you.”

As the prince spoke, he waved his hand to signal the officers and soldiers pushing the wheelchair to move quickly.

Everyone was busy in the shed for a while, and finally sent the old man to the chariot.

Under the protection of numerous imperial guards and imperial guards, the royal chariot finally carried the old man into the city and back to the palace.

The imperial chariot was very big, but because Shan Yongnian and Shui San had to accompany it, Zhu Biao, Zhu Yunxi and others got on the carriage behind.

"The envoy from the old hospital is one of the leaders of our Ming Dynasty's medical profession. Although he can recover with careful care, he still can't take it lightly. After all, it's winter right now..."

On the carriage, Zhu Biao looked at his son and two nephews with a solemn tone.

As the saying goes in the countryside.

Once this person falls ill and it happens to be winter, it will be a very dangerous thing.

New Year's Eve.

New Year's Eve.

It’s not just about the end and beginning of the year.

There are many taboos and opinions among the people about this.

Even the seasons, annual rings, and changes in the junctures of seasons are also the junctures of people.

How many people have their red couplets turned into blank sheets of paper?

For a moment, the atmosphere in the carriage became solemn.

Zhu Shangbing said dullly: "Uncle, don't worry. Grandpa is the founding emperor of our Ming Dynasty. His old man is blessed by God and prayed for by all the people. This time it's just a case of acclimatization and an occasional cold. It will definitely be nothing serious."

The young man comforted others, but his own face was full of sadness.

Zhu Biao nodded and forced a smile: "The old man will naturally be blessed with great blessings!"

Zhu Yunxi pondered for a long time before speaking: "My grandfather fell ill this time and talked a lot with his son."

He was a little hesitant, but he still had to make it clear to the prince's father in advance about abdicating the throne.

In order to prevent so many tedious things from happening at the same time, things will be messed up in the palace and outside the palace, and in the government and the public.

What's more important is to make the prince's father accept this fact.

Zhu Biao had doubts on his face.

Zhu Yunxi explained: "Grandpa said a lot at that time. In addition to talking about the feud between the parents and the future of our Ming Dynasty. The most important thing is that grandpa wants to abdicate and let Qin Tianjian choose a good and auspicious day to pass the throne to you, my father."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhu Biao's expression immediately changed and he spoke in a deep voice.

"This is absolutely impossible!"

What Zhu Biao said was categorical and could not be persuaded.

He looked at Zhu Yunxi solemnly and said in a deep voice: "Your grandfather was in his prime in the Spring and Autumn Period, and the country was in the midst of the New Deal. How could he change his commander on the spot? Furthermore, since ancient times, there have been several ministers who have accepted the emperor's abdication. . Although my father does not have the title of emperor, he has held the power of emperor for many years because of your trust and love. Even if he cannot give in, my father can still serve the country, govern the world, support the country, and benefit all people."

Zhu Biao said firmly.

There is no unspoken process that requires three applications and three resignations.

He just didn't want to accept the old man's concession.

The Hongwu Dynasty was a very strange period.

Counting down the dynasties in detail, no dynasty can be like the Hongwu Dynasty. The emperor looked forward to the prince taking over the throne all day long.

There is no other dynasty where the prince is more loved by all the officials than the emperor, and the emperor is happy to see this happen.

Even powerful figures like Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty and Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty were extremely strict in controlling and guarding against the current prince.

What happened to the prince of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty?

He was killed because of a witchcraft case.

What happened to the prince of Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty? Father and son were jealous, forced to rebel, and died.

Was Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty a qualified emperor?

Is Tang Taizong a qualified emperor?

If we look at the profession of emperor, what the two of them have done far exceeds the responsibilities that the emperor himself should perform.

Even when future generations talk about the previous dynasty, they will inevitably use these two as role models to educate future generations.

But none of their princes met a good end.

Where is Zhu Biao, the prince of the founding emperor of the Ming Dynasty?

Since he was canonized as the crown prince of the Ming Dynasty, he began to supervise the country.

Fundamentally speaking, the old man has always felt that he is a country boy and his success in the world is just due to luck.

When it comes to becoming an emperor, it must be a prince who has read a lot of books and has some complete imperial education, which is more suitable.

As an old man, I am just a man who wants to conquer the world.

To govern the world, his son must be more capable than him.

My son is better than me.

It's just that the old man has no neighbors to promote his son to become someone else's child.

Therefore, for a long time, the old man has revealed his intention to abdicate.

But for Zhu Biao.

This is a boring and unnecessary thing.

Although he is the prince, he still does the emperor's business.

It's just the title of an emperor.

Could it be that in this world, who would dare to think of stealing the emperor's position?

The emperor would not agree.

The clan would not agree.

The officials would not agree.

The people will not agree.

Throughout the dynasties, the emperor's sons have been waiting for the prince to make mistakes so that he can inherit the throne. This was also the time when dynasty and imperial power changed. The things that are most likely to happen frequently are also the reasons why the country and government are most likely to be turbulent.

But such a thing would never happen in the Hongwu Dynasty.

At least, as long as Zhu Biao, the prince, acts well and lives well, such a thing will not happen.

If anyone dares to speak out, take the crown prince instead.

The gang of vassal princes and brothers in the clan, with their respective palace guards, would cut to pieces the madman who dared to speak so brazenly.

So what Zhu Biao has always hoped is that his old man can really live a long life.

After the old man ascends to heaven, he will naturally change his title from prince to emperor, and then continue to do what he has been doing.

Let him accept the title of emperor now?

Absolutely not.

Not to mention so many reasons and truths.

Just because of filial piety, Zhu Biao would never agree to accept the abdication.

Even the clan and the court knew what was going on.

But it is impossible for everyone in the world to understand.

By then, the drama of a prince forcing the emperor to abdicate is likely to spread.

Not only would his reputation be ruined, but he would also be slandered by others and the relationship between father and son of the Tian family would be slandered.

Zhu Yunxi was a little embarrassed.

Looking at the prince's father who was already a little angry, he couldn't shut up and not mention this matter.

The reason why the old man talked to himself alone all night was because he understood that the prince could not accept the throne easily, so he needed himself as a son and grandson to play a decisive role in the process.

And he also tends to give in.

Zhu Yunxi frowned and persuaded softly: "My son can generally understand my father's concerns. But the more important thing is, I wonder if my father has thought about it?"

Zhu Biao saw that his son still wanted to persuade him, but he was confused about what else he could say.

So, Zhu Biao nodded: "You say."

Zhu Yunxi collected his thoughts and said, "Does father know that mental worries can also harm the body?"

"I just understand that God hurts the body, and the two cannot be separated."

Zhu Yunxi grunted and continued: "Grandpa is indeed old now, and he has been sick one after another and will not be able to recover for a long time.

Has my father ever thought that if my grandfather had been the Hongwu Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, state affairs would inevitably be presented to the emperor?

Even though his father was in charge of state affairs, my grandfather was still the emperor of the Ming Dynasty no matter what, and with his temperament, he would inevitably review state affairs in detail.

Nowadays, Hongwu's New Deal has just made a good start, but many difficult things will be exposed. The country has not yet been completely peaceful, and war is about to start in the west. Tens of thousands of troops will march westward at every turn, and hundreds of thousands of civilians will be mobilized.

If grandpa does not abdicate and abdicate, does father think grandpa will worry about all these state affairs day and night? "

He spoke calmly, and Zhu Biao frowned slightly.

What kind of person his old man is, he has been the son and prince for so many years, so he naturally knows it best.

The old man's diligence allowed him to hold the baby in one hand and review the memorial with the other.

Even if this matter has been dealt with by myself.

Zhu Yunxi's voice did not stop, but continued to penetrate into Zhu Biao's ears: "The envoy of the old hospital said that grandpa will rest and recuperate before he can slowly recover. But he is a minister, and there are some things he dare not say.

The son believed that what his grandfather needed was to stay away from state affairs and recuperate. If you focus on the mountains and rivers, and on the pen and ink, you can stay away from everything and rest.

If there is nothing to worry about, then the mind will be peaceful, and if the mind is calm, then the body will be fine.

My father now has the power of the emperor, and has no intention of accepting concessions, nor does he want to be burdened with the barking and cursing of incomprehensible people.

But does my father hope that my grandfather has been entangled in many worries about national affairs for a long time, and his mind is worried, which affects the holy body and cannot be healed for a long time?

In this way, in the eyes of the son, it is truly unfilial! "

Finally, Zhu Yunxi finally said a harsh word.

Then he stood up in the carriage, half-crouched, moved to the prince's father, and knelt down heavily.

"The son is arrogant, speaks rudely, and clashes with his father. He still asks his father to punish him."

In the carriage, there was silence.

Outside the carriage, the bustling city of Nanjing remained as it always was.

Zhu Shangbing's eyes widened and he didn't expect it. He always knew Brother Xi was brave, but he didn't expect Brother Xi to be so fierce.

How dare he say that the prince's uncle is unfilial!

Aren't you afraid of your uncle's big mouth?

At this time, Zhu Gaochi pulled Zhu Shangbing, who was in a daze, and pulled him to kneel behind Zhu Yunxi.

Zhu Biao frowned as he looked at Zhu Gaochi and Zhu Shangbing who were kneeling together.

"You...are also trying to persuade me to accept the old man's concession?"

Zhu Shangbing trembled all over.

The uncle's tone was so cold that he felt that his butt might be spread open at any time.

When he was still confused and didn't know how to answer.

Zhu Gaochi had already spoken: "My nephew feels that it will be of great benefit to the country if my uncle takes over the throne at this time!"