Daming: My grandfather is Emperor Hongwu!

Chapter 250 The final chapter finale.

In the 31st year of Hongwu, on the first day of the first lunar month, Zhengdan Dachaohui.

The sky over the Forbidden City is covered with clouds.It could not be called a dark cloud, but it covered the sky full of morning light.

It was cold, but there was no wind.

Those plum blossoms with snow on their branches seem to be blooming proudly, but they are shivering in the cold wind.

Officials of the sixth rank and above in Beijing rarely participated in the Zhengdan Grand Court Meeting.Before dawn, these officials had already gathered and lined up outside the Meridian Gate. When the heavy palace gate was slowly opened, they filed in according to their official rank and stood on Fengtian Palace and the square outside.

Chunhe Palace, the palace where the former prince Zhu Biao was alive, Zhu Xiongying stood in front of the mirror, letting others help him put on the majestic gown with no expression on his face.

Behind him, the hunched Zhu Yuanzhang looked lovingly at his eldest grandson in front of the mirror.

He has a typical long square face of the Zhu family, with wide-open eyebrows and a broad frame.

In a flash, the former child is already a man.

Gradually, Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes became more crystal clear. This child looked very much like his father, the prince Zhu Biao who died young.

"Boss, after all these years you have been away, we have finally accepted your son's upbringing. When we get there, your father will be worthy of you!"

"Old woman, look at our eldest grandson, how strong and strong he is now! This is when he was a child, you have raised him well!"

Suddenly, Zhu Xiongying in front of the mirror exclaimed.

"Hey, this crown is wrong!"

He is the grandson of the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, and according to the etiquette, he should use the nine-pronged crown.But now the eunuchs are wearing twelve scorpions on his head.

Only the emperor can use the twelve crowns!
"Yes!" Zhu Yuanzhang stood up slowly on crutches, his old and muddy eyes became brighter at this moment, looking at his grandson, it seemed that the age spots on his face had disappeared a lot, "It's us, let someone do it! "

As he spoke, Zhu Yuanzhang walked behind Zhu Xiongying, and slowly patted his grandson's shoulder with one hand, "Take it, take it!"

Take the four words light and fluttering.

But in Zhu Xiongying's ears, it was a stormy sea.

The meaning of this sentence is self-evident.

"We are getting old, maybe one day when we let go, we will go to see your grandmother and your father!" The old man's wrinkled and trembling hand took his grandson's plump hand, just like many years ago, "This Home, it's time for you to take charge!"

"Grandfather! Grandson."

Zhu Xiongying thought it was just an ordinary court meeting, but he didn't expect that Zhu Yuanzhang would give him the seat today
That position is the Son of Heaven.

That position is the supreme imperial power.

That position is above all the people in the world.

"Your Majesty! The auspicious time has come!" the old eunuch shouted outside the door.

"Let's go!" Zhu Yuanzhang slapped his crutches, "Let's go up to court!"

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Outside the hall, the long support has been prepared.

Hundreds of Han generals in golden armor stood silently, and behind the imperial chariots of the emperor and the emperor's grandson, hundreds of palace men in brocade clothes followed.

"Grandfather, please slow down!" Zhu Xiongying supported the old man, suppressing the excitement in his heart, and said.

"Let's not get on the imperial chariot, we two are walking!"

Afterwards, the two of them were in front, and the others followed slowly.

The lanes of the deep palace are still quiet and distant, and the white snow on the red walls and yellow tiles on both sides is a bit chilly.

In the empty corridor, the sound of the old man's cane echoed.

The old man's white hair is very dazzling at the moment.

He is old, he is really old.First Queen Ma left, and then Prince Zhu Biao.The emperor, who lost his wife and son, became a suspicious and cruel butcher in his old age.

He has killed many people over the years, many people who worked with him at the beginning.

He had only one purpose in killing people, and that was not to make it difficult for his grandson to do so in the future.

What he did was to let his grandson secure the throne.

"From a commoner to a commoner, we have been walking for 17 years!" The old man did not want his grandson to support him, and tried his best to straighten his back. "During the 17 years, we fought south and north, conquered Yanyun sixteen prefectures in the north, and rejected the enemy at the gate of the country." In addition, Nanping, Myanmar and Laos, set up a chief secretary to stabilize southern Xinjiang!"

"For the rest of our lives, we are worthy of the word Hong Wu!"

"But behind us, there will be infamy, cough cough cough!"

Zhu Yuanzhang coughed uncontrollably, and Zhu Xiongying patted his back lightly.

"But presumably, those who scold us are all scholars, officials, and dishonest. Those who scold us are definitely not ordinary people!"

"Big grandson!"

"The grandson is here!"

"Remember, the emperor of the Ming Dynasty will never share the world with the scholar-bureaucrats. Our Ming Dynasty is the Ming Dynasty of the Zhu family. Our Zhu family came from poor people. As long as we remember the hardships of the people and let them have enough food, our family's country will be fine It can last for thousands of years!"

When Zhu Yuanzhang said this, his eyes were extremely determined, and Zhu Xiongying could only nod slowly.

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"The Emperor is here!"

"Long live my emperor! Long live!"

Inside and outside the Fengtian Hall, with the singing of the officials of the Ministry of Rites, the officials prostrated themselves on the ground, and Zhu Yuanzhang pulled Zhu Xiongying to appear.

The two of them passed through the square with their heads bowed in the frontier, walked up the white marble steps, and entered the hall with dragon patterns.

With a snap, Zhu Yuanzhang threw away the crutch in his hand.

Then with the other hand, he pulled Zhu Xiongying heavily, and walked up the steps step by step.

Only the emperor can go, Your Majesty.

Zhu Xiongying could feel Zhu Yuanzhang's breathing at this moment.

"It's like a dream. I can still vividly remember the day we ascended the throne. Now, the world will be given to you!"

As Zhu Yuanzhang walked, he said with difficulty, "We remember that on the day of the founding ceremony, all the officials sat on stools to congratulate us. The majestic Ming Dynasty didn't even have a few chairs!"

"But now, what we give you is one, Shengshi!"

The dragon chair is right in front of you, within reach.

After the old man took his seat, he patted the empty seat beside him, "Come, sit next to us!"

Zhu Xiongying did not refuse, and sat down slowly under his grandfather's gentle gaze.

"Look, can you see clearly?" Zhu Yuanzhang continued to ask.

This was Zhu Xiongying's first time sitting on the dragon chair, and the feeling of being empty and helpless made his limbs stiff.Looking down at the inside and outside of the main hall, the red and purple official robes.

"Everyone loves to be flat!"

Zhu Yuanzhang waved his hand, and the courtiers who got up saw the emperor's grandson sitting beside him, and their eyes were full of joy.

The emperor is old, and the empire needs a new successor.

"Today, I have something to say!" Zhu Yuanzhang rarely used my self-proclaimed name, "I am originally a commoner in Huaixi, and I live in troubled times. What do I do with the world!"

"However, heroes emerge in troubled times. I hold my sword and fight for eight thousand miles. I established the Ming Dynasty and restored the world to a bright future!"

"It's almost 50 years now! I'm getting old too!"

"Today, I will hand over the Ming Dynasty, you officials, and the whole world to the grandson of the emperor!"

As he spoke, Zhu Yuanzhang took Fangzheng's jade seal from the side.

"Da Sun, from now on, you are the emperor of Ming Dynasty!"

With the heavy jade seal in his hands, Zhu Xiongying was speechless.

"Go and meet your courtiers!" Zhu Yuanzhang smiled, and then shouted to the courtiers inside and outside, "Come and kowtow to your new emperor!"

"Long live my emperor! Long live!"

The prostration of the courtiers is like a tsunami.

But Zhu Xiongying didn't feel any joy in his heart, and Yuxi sank even more.

He turned his head subconsciously, and saw Zhu Yuanzhang on the dragon chair, smiling and closing his eyes.

"Grandfather!" He thumped in his heart.

The old eunuch beside the dragon chair sighed tremblingly, and shouted, "The Supreme Emperor is dead!"

(End of this chapter)