Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

Sun Xiang always felt unconscious, so he took the Buddha beads off for an unprecedented time, and then paced the room.

The emperor's body was not optimistic, and when Shenyang came to ask if Dongchang had any hands in the palace, he refused.

I want to come now...

"He asks so taboo why this is?"

Sun Xiang just thought about this question and let it go.

Dongchang and Jinyiwei could not be recruited, and the emperor's health was not good, so Dongchang could not add to the chaos.

While being irritable, An Lun came, carrying a small plate with two small bowls on it.

"Father-in-law, this is the prescription of the Taiyuan Hospital. It is the most effective way to get rid of dryness and fire."

An Lun was also a little angry, and there was a bubble in the corner of his mouth.

There was a bowl for each of them. Sun Xiang saw An Lun take a sip and was about to drink as well, when shouts came from outside.

"Father-in-law! Father-in-law!"

Sun Xiang put the bowl aside, and said in a deep voice, "What's the matter?"

A fan came in outside, and he said in a panic: "The father-in-law, the six Shangshu and the bachelor of auxiliary political affairs have all entered the palace."

Sun Xiang was startled and stood up and said, "How is the palace now? No matter, let's go see you at home."

Zhu Gaochi was at most summoning a certain minister during this period, and the posture of summoning all the important ministers into the palace made Sun Xiang unable to sit still.

An Lun couldn't sit still, he put down the medicine soup that he had only taken a sip, let people clean up, and then waited anxiously.

After waiting for a while, An Lun suddenly felt a stomachache, and he hurried to the latrine.

After a violent vent, An Lun squatted thinking about what he had eaten, but after thinking about it, he felt nothing unusual.

Just when he was about to get up, his stomach hurts again, and he started spraying.

After several times, the diarrhea finally stopped.

An Lun walked out holding the wall, and as soon as he came out, he saw Chen Gui.

After seeing him, Chen Gui panicked and said, "Where is Grandpa Sun?"

An Lun groaned: "I'm in the palace."

...

In the palace, all the important officials came, only Jin Zhong was carried.

Zhu Gaochi is no longer panting, but his face is flushed, as if he was just drunk.

Just before a stick of incense, Zhu Gaochi ordered the imperial doctor to take action, using acupuncture and medicine to lift his spirits up.

Zhu Gaochi leaned on the bed, and Wanwan and the queen sat on the side of the bed and were crying into tears. A group of princes and princesses were standing on the side with their hands hanging down.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Zhu Gaochi smiled like he would usually go to court.

Qunchen didn't understand this posture anymore, Yang Rong and others all looked at Mao Ding with their last hope.

Mao Ding shook his head with a bleak expression, and the hearts of the officials sank.

Zhu Gaochi said: "Since I succeeded to the throne, I have relied on the help of the qing, but now I can't do it, Daming..."

"His Majesty……"

Yang Rong knelt on the ground, unable to cry.

The ministers all knelt, sobbing.

Only Jin Zhong was seated on a stool supported by two eunuchs, his eyes were fixed on Zhu Gaochi, but the corners of his mouth overflowed with a ray of red, and his eyes were sad.

Zhu Gaochi coughed, looking good. He first said to those children: "You must have a good school life in the future, and you are not allowed to abuse the people after the Fan, otherwise you will let your eldest brother cut off Juelu."

"Follow the father's will."

Kneeling on another group, Zhu Gaochi shook his head and said: "My father is incompetent, and there is no good student to teach you. From now on, it will be up to you and you will have to fight for it. A good life, I...nothing, your elder brother will take care of..."

Then he looked at the ministers and smiled and said, "Zhuqing please get up."

Yang Rong came to the main hall of Qianqing Palace again in a daze, as if seeing Zhu Gaochi sitting on it, smiling and calling them to get up.

Tears fall...

"Xueshi Yang...make a plan."

Listening to this cordial call, Yang Rong choked and responded, and Liang Zhong sent a blank imperial decree.

Zhu Gaochi shook the queen's hand and said: "I use Feide to inherit Hong Ye from my ancestors, and I will be the king of the world...sorrowful and laboring at night, with illnesses from time to time, and dying..."

Xia Yuanji bowed his head, tears falling to the ground in strings.

Jin Youzi choked, but feared that the emperor's thoughts would be affected by the noise, so he just endured it.

Yang Shiqi looked at Yang Rong in a daze, hoping it was just a dream.

There were tears in the eyes of the officials, listening to the emperor's final explanation to himself and the empire.

"...The eldest son, the crown prince, is gifted with kindness, filial piety and wise, the first emperor longed for his great weapon, and his subjects cherished his hopes, and he should be the emperor, to serve the gods and care for the billions of trillions..."

No one was surprised by the succession of the prince to the throne. Jin Zhong leaned on the **** behind him and looked at the princes with complicated eyes.

Zhu Gaochi gasped for a while, his complexion becoming more ruddy.

"...As I face the imperial sun, the grace is not to the people, and I can't bear heavy labor. The mountain tomb system is frugal, and the funeral system is changed by the day and the moon. Both Chinese and foreign people are released on the 27th, and there is no prohibition on marrying music. The prince’s feudal screen is the most important thing outside the country, and you cannot leave your country. The generals guarding the important ministers and civil and military officials in various places are not allowed to leave their duties without permission. The emperor Taizong’s service system still complies with the order of August last year..."

This is to explain that one's own funeral affairs must be simple and economical, and everything is important to the state.

The queen handed it a bit, and Zhu Gaochi shook it lightly, and then said: "You wait to be a good student to assist the prince, and a good student will let Daming...every time Yongchang..."

After Yang Rong finished writing, he read it aloud.

This is a will, and must be heard clearly by the important officials and royal family members present.

After reading, Zhu Gaochi whispered: "The Ministry of War is unwell, go back and train. Later, tell the British Lord and Baoding Hou that you are optimistic about the capital and wait for the Prince's return."

Jin Zhong nodded. Knowing that he could only add to the chaos here, he struggled to his knees and hissed: "Your Majesty, the minister will come later."

This means that he will follow Zhu Gaochi.

This is a bit unlucky, but by this time everyone didn't care about it.

Zhu Gaochi nodded and said: "Okay, I will be waiting for you."

Jin Zhong was carried away, and Zhu Gaochi followed his gaze. He took it back for a long time, looked at Wanwan, and said kindly: "Is Wanwan terrible?"

Wanwan shook his wrist and said with teary eyes: "Father..."

Zhu Gaochi said softly: "Birth, old age, sickness and death are the ways of heaven, don't be sad. Your business... your elder brother and your mother will watch, you must live a good life, and then you will be at ease for your father."

Wanwan cried silently and pulled his sleeves, just like before.

Zhu Gaochi turned his gaze to the queen and said, "Before Zhanji returns, you will be here for the affairs of the palace, so be optimistic."

The queen's eyes were red and swollen, and she nodded heavily.

Zhu Gaochi gradually began to pant. He blinked, feeling a little blurred in his vision, and said, "He hasn't come back yet?"

Yang Rong said: "Your Majesty, the good news has just arrived, Xinghebo should have to deal with the aftermath."

Zhu Gaochi sighed, blinked again, and sighed: "I have sent him back. I remember that he was unwilling to go, but I...I...Zhanji was also outside, I..."

His body gradually slid down, and the queen hurriedly and Wanwan strongly supported him.

"I……"

Zhu Gaochi's complexion gradually paled, his gaze slowly turned, his officials, children...

"His Majesty……"

Yang Rong and the officials all knelt down, and they will send the benevolent emperor away.

Zhu Gaochi made a grunt in his throat, and then he said: "...remember to tell the prince... to show mercy to the people..."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Yang Rongchui agreed.

Zhu Gaochi looked at Wanwan last, and tried to squeeze a smile, trying to reach out to touch the top of her head, but fell weakly, "Wanwan... don't be afraid."

Wanwan's tears surged down, and she nodded desperately. She knew that this was her father's last time, and she would never have that generous back to shield her from the wind and rain from now on~www.wuxiaspot.com~The father who always avoided her to steal food... was leaving.

Zhu Gaochi reluctantly tilted his head and said to the queen: "My family is...dead, simple...Thanks for your hard work."

The queen tried hard to support his body, but she shed tears.

Zhu Gaochi smiled hard, looking at the void, his body gradually slipped.

The queen and Wanwan couldn't hold it anymore, they cried and slowly put Zhu Gaochi down.

Zhu Gaochi lay down, and the ups and downs of his chest gradually subsided.

"...Da Ming...Father..."

In Zhu Gaochi's eyes, at this time, the sky was bright, and there was a faint fairy dance.

"...Father..."

That stern father is always hitting him, but he never shakes his position as a prince.

The father was violent and left him a good situation.

"Ming dynasty……"

The smile gradually solidified...

"His Majesty……"

The wailing gradually spread, everyone in the palace knelt on the ground, and the howling gradually spread outside the palace...

Song Laoshi walked in while no one was watching. He was holding a broomstick and wanted to ask the emperor if he wanted to go out, but he saw an emperor lying quietly.

The emperor who breathes no more!

"His Majesty……"

But Zhu Gaochi could no longer respond to him, nor would anyone give him a reward with a smile.

Song Honestly knelt on the ground, took out the oil paper bag from his arms, and burst into tears.

"Your Majesty... you have a snack..."

To download the latest txt e-book of this book, please click:

Mobile phone reading of this book:

Published book reviews:

In order to facilitate the next reading, you can click the "Favorites" below to record the reading record of this time (Chapter 1774 Long Yuguitian), and you can see it next time you open the bookshelf! Please recommend this book to your friends (QQ, blog, WeChat, etc.), thank you for your support! !