"Second uncle, are you stupid?" Zhu Gaoxu chuckled, but showed no mercy on his hands.
Zhu Zhanji couldn't stand still and kept laughing, "I'm stupid, I'm stupid..."
The most embarrassing thing in the world is to be caught speaking ill of someone behind their back. Zhu Zhanji was ashamed and angry, and glared at Li Qing angrily.
He has never seen such a doggy person!
Li Qing spread his hands innocently: "Let me tell you, your second uncle is not that kind of person. Look how close he is to you!"
"..." Zhu Zhanji gritted his teeth and squeezed out: "It's a miracle that you can live this long."
"Why are you talking?"
"I'm just saying..." Zhu Zhan was basically able to be strong-willed, but as soon as he said the words, he suddenly felt something was wrong. His angry face froze, and his head turned sideways inch by inch, and he saw a dark old face, "Grandpa, grandpa..."
Zhu Gaoxu took the opportunity to attack, "Father, this kid is cursing Li Qing on the surface, but in fact he has evil intentions. Only Li Qing can cure his mother's illness. Why do you think he is so relieved?"
"Grandpa, I'm not..." Zhu Zhanji almost cried, but Zhu Di didn't give him a chance to explain, "Get out..."
Zhu Zhanji felt extremely wronged, but he did not dare to disobey, so he rolled away.
Today he has truly seen what it means to be evil in the human heart.
The little bastard also has this day... Zhu Gaoxu suppressed the pride in his heart and saluted, "My son, I pay homage to my father."
"No need." Zhu Di waved his hand and pulled him towards Xu Miaoyun in the distance.
Li Qing did not follow, and continued to admire the flowers out of boredom.
When the whole family gets together, he can't fit in.
~
"Father, my son is being bullied." Zhu Zhanji looked angry.
"Who dares to bully you?" Xiaopang put down the memorial in his hand, then picked up another letter and read it, "You are more patient than me, and you are your grandfather's sweetheart."
"Second uncle." Zhu Zhanji hummed, "and Li Qing."
He told Li Qing's dog in detail, and Xiaopang laughed loudly after hearing it, "He's like this. Your grandfather was tricked by him, let alone you. How big of a deal does it matter?"
"It's not a big deal, but it's very annoying!" Zhu Zhanji was extremely angry, "Dad, you said he deserves a beating so much, why doesn't anyone beat him?"
"This is called ability." Xiaopang said, "During the Hongwu Dynasty, the court was always full of bloodshed. He went from being a commoner to becoming a noble prince in just a few years. How can he be an ordinary person?
Your great-grandfather is the most cautious about rewards. Being granted the title of Marquis shows how powerful he is;
You must know that in that era, it was good for officials to be alive, not to mention being promoted;
You still have to practice, you have to correct your youthful and energetic problems, you have to be broad-minded and open-minded, and you have to look at things based on their essence..."
Zhu Zhanji was speechless, "Dad, as a father, your son is being bullied. Shouldn't you vent his anger on your son's behalf? Even if it doesn't work, you can just say a few words of comfort. Why don't you teach me a lesson?"
Xiaopang glared: "You are the father and I am the father?"
"...You, you are, the child has offended." Zhu Zhanji bowed his head and said, "Please punish me father."
"Well, go to the study and study. You are not allowed to go out without my permission."
Zhu Zhanji was dumbfounded, "Dad, are you serious?"
"Didn't you ask me to punish you?" Xiaopang said, "I'm kind enough without hitting you. Stop talking nonsense and go quickly."
"Father, my second uncle is back and I have to help you."
"No need, no need at all."
Dad, please be more careful... Zhu Zhanji said helplessly, "Can I go to school again after my second uncle is gone?"
"No, go now." Little Fatty's image of a loving father collapsed, "Don't force me to slap you."
"..."
——
Five days later, King Zhao also came. The arrival of the two living treasures brought a little fun to the peaceful palace.
Li Qing didn't even attend the meetings very much and became almost a full-time private doctor.
But doctors can cure diseases, but they cannot cure lives. Even though Li Qing tried his best, he could not prevent Xu Miaoyun's condition from deteriorating.
Xu Miaoyun's condition worsened day by day, and later she fell into coma from time to time. After a month and a half, the light finally ran out.
On this day, Li Qing saw that there was nothing he could do to save her, so he took advantage of her unconsciousness and injected a large amount of Qi into her.
~
Qianqing Palace was solemn and solemn.
Zhu Di sat beside the bed, Sangao stood in front of the bed, and behind him were the emperor's grandson and the princess.
Xu Miaoyun was lying on the bed, with a smile on her pale face, "Why do you look like this?"
"Miaoyun..." Zhu Di's voice trembled slightly, but he didn't know what to say for a moment, and tears filled his red eyes.
"Okay, are you still crying in front of the children?" Xu Miaoyun said with a smile, "Thankfully you are still the emperor."
Zhu Di forced out an ugly smile, which was even uglier than crying.
The princes and grandsons also looked sad and had tears in their eyes.
Xu Miaoyun turned around and glanced at her children and grandchildren. The young woman from the past came up and said, "Come here, give me a smile."
This embarrassed the dragon son and grandson, and each one smiled uglier than the other.
"I'm not distracted at all." Xu Miaoyun curled her lips and complained in a low voice, "Your Majesty, I have a request."
"Miaoyun, I won't agree to anything you say."
"Don't hold a national funeral, don't affect the normal life of the people."
"Okay, I promise you." Zhu Di nodded.
"Also, from now on the emperor will cherish the people and seek talents." Xu Miaoyun said, "The people are the foundation of the country. If the people can't live well, how can the country prosper?"
Zhu Di nodded: "Well, I listen to you."
"And, uh... Is it too much, my concubine?" On her deathbed, she was still quirky, with a hint of tea art in her tone, "The emperor won't be angry, right?"
"No, Miaoyun, tell me." Zhu Di has been used to being manipulated all his life. If possible, he would like to be manipulated all the time.
Xu Miaoyun looked lovingly at her husband who had been with her for decades, and said tenderly: "After my concubine dies, you should not be too sad. State affairs are the most important thing. There are many beautiful women in the world, so just create another queen."
"You are the only one." Zhu Di shook his head slightly, his face full of affection, "In the Yongle Dynasty, there will be no other queen."
"You...this time is not a test for you, it's sincere." Xu Miaoyun said angrily, "Don't be stubborn about the past, focus on the future..."
Perhaps due to his personality, Xu Miaoyun did not speak seriously, and her tone was relaxed, even with a hint of joy, and there was no melancholy or reluctance at all about the impending end.
This kind of freedom and ease is something that few even men can achieve.
However, life finally came to an end. Her strength became weaker and weaker, and her voice became smaller and smaller, as thin as a mosquito or fly...inaudible...and disappeared.
Until the end of her life, she still had a relaxed smile on her face.
"Miaoyun, Miaoyun..."
Zhu Di called in a low voice several times, but received no response.
The only response to him was a fixed faint smile.
Zhu Di wanted to try calling again, but his throat seemed to be blocked by something and he could no longer make a sound. Big tears fell uncontrollably.
The three brothers' eyes were red, and they knelt on the ground and cried bitterly.
Crying seemed to be contagious, and soon everyone in the hall was crying loudly, and the entire Qianqing Palace was enveloped in a sad atmosphere.
…
The Queen is dead!
The news spread quickly in the palace, and at the same time, the six yamen, the Metropolitan Procuratorate, and the Hanlin Academy... received the notice one after another.
Everyone from ministers to ministers and officials, all wearing sackcloth and mourning, rushed over and knelt down in an orderly manner in front of the Qianqing Palace, bursting into tears...
Not long after, the eunuch standing in the palace arrived and began to direct the officials to mourn.
Under his command, the chaotic cries gradually became unified.
Li Qing was naturally also crying in the mourning procession. He had experienced a lot of this, crying for Queen Ma, crying for Zhu Biao, and crying for Lao Zhu. With experience, he was also a little numb. He mingled among the officials, and his crying became louder and louder with the tide. Low.
Zhu Di sat at the door of the palace, leaning against the door, staring at the ministers crying, looking at the plants and trees in the palace, looking at the sky... It was as if the world was missing a bright color.
…
Seven days later, after discussion with the Ministry of Rites and the Imperial Academy, a posthumous title was given to the queen.
——Benevolence, filial piety, kindness, sincerity, Mingzhuang, and the Queen of Tianqi Shengwen.
Logically speaking, the burial should be done at this time, but Zhu Di refused. Not only that, he also wanted to take the queen's coffin to the north for inspection.
All the ministers understood immediately that it was imperative for the emperor to move the capital. They knew that the emperor and the empress had a deep love for each other. As long as the empress was buried in Jinling, the emperor's determination to move the capital would be greatly reduced.
All the officials objected fiercely, and all expressed their top priority, which was to let the queen rest as soon as possible.
There was a huge quarrel for a while, and everyone objected fiercely.
At this moment, all the contradictions over relocating the capital were exposed.