"I can't bear to myself, but I hurt my loved ones!"

Zhu Yunxiu chewed these two sentences repeatedly in his heart, and sadness came like a tide.

"Uncle San, you're confused!"

It is completely imagined that King Zhu Qi of Jin was dragging his sick body and solemnly instructed the people around him not to report his affairs.

At the same time, Zhu Yunxiu suddenly remembered what Zhu Qi said last time when he said nothing.

"The old man is old, so we children don't let the elderly worry back then. Now we must not worry about the elderly anymore. Now, we can't disturb the old man now, so that we can't disturb the old man without disturbing the old man. Let him enjoy his old age peacefully!

”

Before he knew it, tears fell down the corner of Zhu Yunxiu's eyes.

"The prince Qiansui said that he would not worry about his youth when he was young, which hurt the old emperor's heart. Now that he is old this year, he can no longer worry about the old master." Zhou Bingzhong choked up.

Zhu Yunxiu endured the grief in his heart, "How did Uncle San leave? Tell me carefully!"

"On the fifth day of last month, Qiansui said that he had a severe headache. He was always upset and irritable. He had been sick all the time. He was not good after taking many medicines!"

Zhu Yunxiu listened carefully and said in his heart, "It should be a sign of hypertension or cardiovascular and cerebrovascular disease! Well, Uncle San likes to eat meat, and he doesn't like meat. He likes strong alcohol in his sexual desire. He gets drunk all day long when he was young!"

Not to mention this disease in this era, even if medicine is so developed in later generations, it will be extremely dangerous once it occurs.

"At the beginning of this month, the prince Qiansui's condition seemed to have improved. He took the prince and others to hunt the hunting ground. He ate half a pot of wine that day and had to give up after the wine, but who would have fallen head-on..."

"I fainted when I fell down, and I couldn't recover from my senses no matter how I screamed. It was the imperial physician who opened his mouth and stuffed Niu Huang Angong into it. The prince was awakened in a quiet way!"

"After waking up!" Speaking of this, Zhou Bingzhong's choking turned into crying, "After waking up, the prince can't move, can't speak, can't speak, can he vomit? Only half of his hand can move, his whole body is so hot. The hand that can move,

Keep gesturing..."

Cerebral hemorrhage?

Cerebral thrombosis?

"The prince understood the prince's heart of a thousand years old, and took paper, pen and ink. The prince opened his mouth and spoke intermittently. The prince wrote......"

"I believe it!" Zhu Yunxi hurriedly said.

Zhou Bingzhong solemnly took out a wooden box from his arms.

The moment Zhu Yunqi took it, he felt his arms heavy, and he was a little timid and dared not open it.

"A little further away!" Zhu Yunxiu stood there and spoke in a daze.

Deng Ping waved his hand, and the guards all dispersed and surrounded them from afar, preventing passers-by from approaching.

He was clearly in the downtown area, but at this time, Zhu Yunyu's heart was as cold as the sky was.

Slowly open the letter paper, with sloppy handwriting on it, and the preface is inconsistent.

"Brother Huang, Uncle San is no longer successful..."

After reading the first sentence, Zhu Yunxiu leaned heavily against the wall, tears bursting out from his eyes.

"Uncle San did not call me the emperor until his death, but called me a nickname!"

"I'm going to see my mother and elder brother... I wanted to... wait for a few years... and wait for the old man to have a spring and autumn..."

"Uncle San is unfilial, the old man must..."

"You serve him well for Uncle San!"

"After I die, I hope you will be kind to you when you are thinking about the goodness of your third uncle......"

King Zhu Qi of Jin was worried about two things until his death.

First, the old man is going to experience the white-haired person sending the black-haired person again!

After experiencing it again, even the heart is so strong that it can't bear it.

The prince left, the king of Qin left, and now he has arrived at King of Jin. The old man and Empress Ma's three sons have all left.

"Old man, what do you mean?"

Zhu Yunxi burst into tears and stamped his feet on the spot.

I looked at the letter in my hand again, "How do you say it, how do you say it?"

Now that the old man is getting older day by day, he should have enjoyed his old age. He is strong all his life, and he is killed in the sea of ​​corpses and blood to make his descendants rich forever, but now his beloved sons are ahead of him and die.

As for the descendants mentioned by King Zhu Qi of Jin, it is insignificant.

In the future, no matter how Zhu Yunyu reduced the vassal states, the descendants of the King of Jin will be far more favorable than others.

"Come here!" Zhu Yunxiu said to Zhou Bingzhong again.

"emperor!"

Zhu Yunxiu wiped his tears with his back to him, "Uncle San, are you leaving peacefully?"

"After writing the letter, the prince Qiansui looked at it a few times and closed his eyes. Half an hour later, he couldn't get up in one breath..." Zhou Bingzhong cried, "The prince and several princes give Qiansui a lot to the princes.

The clothes he wore were also gone, and he was preparing for his funeral! Now he was parked in the temple of enchanting, waiting for the decree of the Lord to be buried."

"I will definitely make people do the funeral of the third uncle!" Zhu Yunxiu seemed to be talking to himself and looked at the sky, "Uncle San, I originally thought of picking you up during the New Year and having a few more drinks with the old man,

Why are you?"

All are fate, all are fate!

Sometimes people don’t believe in fate, it’s really fucking!

"Your Majesty!" Zhou Bingzhong seemed to hesitate for a long time and gritted his teeth, "Weichen was the prince Qiansui's companion since childhood. Qiansui told Weichen something when his health was absolutely wrong a few years ago."

"Before the prince Qiansui fell ill, he also told Weichen that if he had any good things, he would report this to the emperor when he came to Beijing to report his demise!"

Zhu Yunxiu turned his head slightly, "Tell me, what else can I do if I can't let go of Uncle San, I will do it!"

"The prince Qiansui said he would not ask for anything else, just the woman he enjoyed during his lifetime, and wanted to take it with him..."

In an instant, a hint of anger rose from Zhu Yun's sorrow.

The King of Jin meant to be buried with his own son.

The old Zhu family originated from humble and poor people, but they were infected with the bad habits of ancient nobles and were buried with them.

That's a living person!

Even if Zhu Yunyu missed King Jin in his heart, he would never agree to this matter no matter how he did.

"No!" Zhu Yunxiu said in a low voice, "Don't mention this matter?" As he said, he looked at Zhou Bingzhong and suddenly said angrily, "Is this my third uncle's idea or whose? Is it you here?

Lie to me?"

"I don't dare!" Zhou Bingzhong knelt down without caring about the surprised gazes of people from afar, "I have a few heads, dare to deceive the emperor!"

"I don't think you dare, but there are others who mean this?" Zhu Yunxiu said angrily.

"This..." Zhou Bingzhong pondered for a moment, "The prince and the grandpa are still young!"

After he said this, Zhu Yunqiu understood and understood why he had to be buried with him.

Those beauties were Zhu Qi's concubines during his lifetime. He died young and his successor was young. If a young man Aimu was really careless, it would be easy to cause any scandal. Throughout the dynasties, such things have been at all.

Not unusual.

I'm afraid that not only Zhu Qi thought so during his lifetime, but even the princess and others would be the same...

Suddenly, Zhu Yunxiu frowned deeply again and sneered, "How many days have you been from Taiyuan? I'm afraid that when you are on the road, Taiyuan has already started preparing for the burial of his life..."

"Long lively, the third master of the royal family said that they would immediately select those women to be buried with him. The prince said that after all, life is at stake, and he will report it to the emperor!" Zhou Bingzhong continued.

The vassal kings basically made the decisions about the burial of their lives in the Ming Dynasty, and rarely reported them, and such things could not be reported.

The prince of Jin was very upright and polite in his actions. I believe that he also completely disagrees with the burial of his burial in his heart.

"Is it Zhu Ji-hui, the third master of your King of Jin's mansion?" Zhu Yunhui said angrily.

“That’s right!”

"Things worse than pig's head!" Zhu Yunxi cursed angrily.

Among the Zhu family's relatives, the two people he hated the most were Zhu Wenzheng's descendants, the King of Jingjiang. The old man and Empress Ma regarded Zhu Wenzheng's son as his legitimate grandson.

As a result, when the boy arrived at the fiefdom, he forced the docile Guangdong people to almost rebel!

Not only is he cruel, but he also remains unchanged after repeated instruction.

The other is Zhu Ji-hui, who was Zhu Qi's concubine son, who was angry that Zhu Qi loved his legitimate son. After Yongle usurped the throne, he kept writing letters to Yongle, falsely accusing the second generation of Jin King Zhu Ji-hui of being unjust.

In history, Zhu Di was dissatisfied with the second generation of King Jin. He was worried that he had no excuses to directly seize the title and asked the second generation of King Jin to take his legitimate son to guard the grave, allowing Zhu Jihui to inherit the title of King Jin.

After Zhu Jihui became the King of Jin, he was not only cruel and greedy, but also sent people to poison his legitimate mother Xie and his elder brother's legitimate son and grandson.

There are few such beasts in the world!

At this moment, Zhu Yunyu suddenly caught a glimpse of the old man in the teahouse standing up.
Chapter completed!