I am the king of the dead

Chapter 668 Great freedom, great joy, great joy
"Your Highness is His Majesty's uncle, the most virtuous prince of the Ming Dynasty, the tyrant of the Nanya Dynasty, who was ordered to supervise the country when he was in danger, and the supervisor of the country. The founder of Tartar Kingization is the theory of Libing in the Ming Dynasty, the editor of the theory of self and self, the No.1 advocate of public morality in the Ming Dynasty, and the current supervisor of the country." Luo Bingzhong summarized all the identities of Zhu Zhanqian.

This is the reason why Zhu Zhanqian, as a direct prince and once the first heir to the throne, can still be active in the court.

With so many titles, there may be some rumors that King Xiang was humble and unused, but no one in the whole world takes this seriously.

Because His Royal Highness King Xiang is really good at saving his life.

Zhu Zhanqian shook his head and said: "Remove these identities, Gu is just a cowardly person who is afraid of death, that's all."

Luo Bingzhong's eyes were full of doubts, he shook his head and said, "I don't understand."

Zhu Zhanqian said very solemnly: "No matter what your identity is, it is the name of Gu, and it is a relationship between people. When these relationships are superimposed, it becomes Gu in the eyes of outsiders."

The name Zhu Zhanqian mentioned is identity and relationship.

Zhu Zhanxi continued: "But in fact, I know that I know that the original motive of all this is just to survive."

Back then, the Empress Dowager Sun quickly took the golden seal of King Xiang's treasure from King Xiang's mansion, why didn't Zhu Zhanqian rush from Xiangyang to the capital to succeed her?
He is afraid of death, he knows that going to Beijing is not about succession, but death.

His Royal Highness King Tan succeeds to the throne, as long as the Oirats are repelled, then His Royal Highness King Tan is a well-deserved emperor, but when he enters the capital, he will undoubtedly die.

The Empress Dowager Sun's line, the Chaozhong line, and the Junxun line will not allow him to ascend to the position of great treasure alive.

At the beginning of the Nanya Dynasty's chaos, there was an urgent need for a memorial archway. The Nanya Dynasty successively used the name of Zhu Wengui, the orthodox treasure and the concubine, why didn't they use King Xiang?

The people in the Nan Ya government wanted to use Zhu Zhanqian's name, of course, but Zhu Zhanqian ran away ahead of time!

His Majesty went south to fight against the rebellion. Although he refused in every possible way, he finally sat on the position of supervisor?

His Majesty's heirs are young, and the people in the court are in turmoil, so he can only bite the bullet. This is his duty after enjoying the rights of King Xiang.

Your Majesty is triumphant, why did he accept the errand to Guizhou?
He had to leave, he was the prince of Zhide who gave up three times and never gave up, he could go as far as he could, and Guizhou was a good place, it was really far away, he almost left his life there.

Luo Bingzhong was still confused and asked: "Isn't that all Your Highness? I am still confused."

Zhu Zhanqian saw that Luo Bingzhong still didn't understand what he meant, so he continued: "That's all me, and it's not me."

"The solitary name is outside, this kind of intricate relationship is the most fascinating, dazzling, floating without knowing oneself."

"It's really not easy to get rid of these names, but if you can get rid of these names and clearly realize who you really are, then there will be no more confusion in this life."

Luo Bingzhong was thoughtful and seemed to have realized something, but he was still quite confused.

Isn’t Your Highness His Highness? Those are all Your Highness. Why does Your Highness have to talk for a long time and strip those names?
What is the use of stripping those names?
If Zhu Zhanqian couldn't even explain to Luo Bingzhong what kind of realm this true self is, how could his headlines be approved by His Majesty Zhu?
Zhu Zhanqian said patiently, "Let me give you a few examples."

"For example, at Xia Shizheng, if you have some money and support your family's servants, and because of the current situation, you have some armaments in your hands, and you have some contacts, you feel like you are floating around. What will happen in the end?"

"For example, the officials of Kexian, who are burdened by the name of Qingliu, speak insincerely, involuntarily, whether for the sake of money or fame, pointing at a deer as a horse, turning black and white, don't they know it? Are they not afraid? Are they not afraid? ?”

"It's the one who can't let go of the name, so he keeps running around for the name."

"For example, Luo Bingzhong, if you value the name of Jinshi, will you be tired of it?"

When it came to this, Luo Bingzhong immediately understood. He bowed his head and said: "Indeed, I took part in the examination just to handle the nursing home case. If it wasn't for this, I would be stuck in the mud and stumbling along."

Zhu Zhanqian leaned comfortably on the soft rattan chair, picked up the tribute tea from Daming Mengding Ganlu, took a sip, and said with a smile: "I will go to the truth, and I will not be troubled by the name." , in order to be comprehensive, to have no restlessness in the heart, and to live a complete life.”

"But all of this is based on the foundation of not worrying about eating and drinking."

"When you let Gu Zai run around for food and drink, it's me, self, non-self, self that thinks about these things. I can't think about it, and I can't do it."

"So, by investigating things to know, the foundation of all things is still things."

"Your Majesty summed it up very well. The material foundation determines the superstructure."

Luo Bingzhong shook his head and said: "With your highness's intelligence, even if it's not your highness, it must be Wen Neng who writes the pen to secure the world, and Wu Neng who rides the horse to determine the world. worry, the idle clouds and wild cranes are also free."

Ban ban is a Ming Dynasty system to prevent the vassal kings from rebelling.

Although Zhu Zhanqian was singing and dancing non-stop when he was in Prince Xiang's Mansion, as far as Luo Bingzhong saw, His Highness was not happy at that time.

If you really want to have fun, His Highness King Xiang, why do you only have three sons so far?
But the feudal ban is still there, if the dragon bans the shoals.

Luo Bingzhong didn't have to worry about food and clothing. His long history as King Xiang belonged to the official system of guest ministers, and his salary was not considered generous, but King Xiang was never a stingy person, and he would reward big and small events.

Luo Bingzhong was selected as a Jinshi, and King Xiang held a special banquet and gave him money. Luo Bingzhong also knew that his roots were in the Prince Xiang's mansion, so he didn't bother to have so many strange thoughts, so that he would not be burdened by the name of Jinshi.

Zhu Zhanqian leaned on the back of the chair and said cheerfully: "At the beginning of a person, he is ignorant, naive, innocent, and it is the purest state where I am me."

"The length of a person is to learn and get a job. In the world, the world of mortals is rolling. I have worries and don't know where to go. There are thousands of thoughts in my heart, but they don't go smoothly. I can't see clearly, but there is a real existence. It is for worry and confusion There is my realm."

"Suddenly, I suddenly realized that I knew what I did and what I did. I was as firm as a rock and forged ahead. It was a selfless state where I walked far away and never slackened."

"Fame and utensils are exhausting the body, entanglement and error correction are exhausting, getting rid of fame and keeping the truth, not being controlled by external objects, it is for the self of great freedom, which is the realm of the true self."

"It's the so-called: the real self has no owner, and who is blinded by dust!"

"If you are true to yourself, you will be free, free, and happy."

"The real me is knowing exactly who I am, that is, when you ask Gu, what's going on with Gu's headlines, Gu asks you, who is Gu?"

Luo Bingzhong said convincingly: "Your Highness is really clever!"

"Then according to His Highness, who in this world has entered the realm of the true self?"

Zhu Zhanqian thought for a long time and said: "Looking at the world alone, there is only Your Majesty. In the past, I was alone in the state of three-self life. I was extremely happy, thinking that Your Majesty has no self."

"But today, it seems that His Majesty is not burdened by fame, he has already known exactly who he is, and he has already been in the realm of true self."

"Look, Luo Changshi."

Luo Bingzhong shivered violently and said, "Your Highness, this is really unwatchable!"

Zhu Zhanqian immediately reacted, and hurriedly said: "Ah, yes, yes, this cannot be seen."

What Zhu Zhanqian actually wanted to say was that His Majesty is not burdened by fame and fortune, such as the so-called Holy Son of Heaven, Tian Khan, etc., and always put the interests of the people of Ming Dynasty as the first premise.

This is a fact, but it cannot be said, otherwise it would be slandering the father.

Because of the concrete manifestations of His Majesty not being burdened by fame and wealth, there are also the inhumane Xieyuan, the killing of the eldest brother in vain, the killing of the prince in ignorance of the friendship of relatives, and the unforgiving killings.

Zhu Zhanqian is a hereditary prince, and he is not afraid of those chattering officials, but he is afraid of His Majesty...

Zhu Zhanqian's life cannot be killed by the selection of officials, but His Majesty can.

"Luo Changshi, do you think the true self theory can win the headlines?" Zhu Zhanqian said with piercing eyes.

He is not the real person, he is tired of fame.

He just wants the headlines on the front page, he just wants to have fun singing and dancing, and the golden cups don't stop.

He is vulgar because he is just a prince.

Luo Bingzhong said with certainty: "That must be done!"

Zhu Zhanqian took a sip of tea cheerfully, and said with a little emotion: "On weekdays, when His Majesty was in Beijing, those officials who spoke of science and morality, even Yu Shaobao, dared to impeach him."

"That's good. His Majesty has left the capital. This group of people has died down. They are extremely well-behaved and extremely boring."

Zhu Zhanqian discovered that this gang of courtiers was far less noisy than expected. It was the case last time when they supervised the country, and it was the same this time when they supervised the country.

When the last time he supervised the country, His Majesty was in Nan Ya, and divided the whole Nan Ya into four, divided into Fengyang, Jiangsu, Yingtian Mansion, and Songjiang Mansion.

The ministers remained silent and only began to refute the matter when His Majesty returned to Beijing.

Luo Bingzhong really thought about this issue, he said with a smile: "It is His Majesty who is in Beijing that they dare to be arrogant. It is easy to say that His Majesty is in the capital, and what he said is a direct remonstrance."

"Your Majesty is not in Beijing, why don't you dare? Nonsense, it's a serious crime of conspiracy to usurp the court."

"Let's talk about the case of the Nursing Home and the Three Streets of the Gongyuan. Just over a month ago, the criminal is still locked up in the Town Fusi for investigation. Who dares to be the assassin at this time?"

Everyone is an old fritter who has been in the officialdom for several years. At this time, it is natural to be wise and protect yourself.

"It makes sense." Zhu Zhanqian nodded in agreement with Luo Bingzhong's statement.

Zhu Zhanqian's "On the True Self" followed the pigeon road and was quickly sent to Yingtian Mansion, but His Majesty had already left for the West Lake. This "On the True Self" went south again to Hangzhou City.

Jingtai eight years, May.

The West Lake is lined with smoke and willows, and there are many tourists. The golden lake is full of shuttle boats, and there are crowds of people on the broken bridge.

The wind slowly blows the willow trees by the lake from the lake, causing ripples and breaking up the reflection in the lake.

Ran Siniang stood in the Fengbo Pavilion, her cheeks were full of rosy, she pointed to the distance chatteringly, the glazed tiles glowed blue and yellow under the sun, the body of the pagoda was mainly made of ocher brick pagoda, among the trees, there was a faint shadow.

The West Lake is beautiful, and Ran Siniang is very happy.

"Is that the Leifeng Pagoda?" Ran Siniang asked, looking at the pagoda.

What Ran Siniang was referring to was the Leifeng Pagoda, which was covered with layers of copper tiles, with copper brackets and cornices.

Zhu Qiyu nodded and said: "Well, it was built in the second year of Taiping Xingguo, destroyed by the Fangla civil unrest in the Xuanhe period, and rebuilt in the Southern Song Dynasty until now."

Ran Siniang's mind was on the Leifeng Pagoda outside and the romantic love story behind it.

And Zhu Qiyu was looking at a poem in the Fengbo Pavilion.

"While the green hills outside the mountains, the buildings outside the buildings, when will the West Lake dance stop?"

"The warm wind makes tourists drunk, and Hangzhou is called Bianzhou."

This is a poem written by Lin Sheng, a poet of the Southern Song Dynasty. In December of the 11th year of Shaoxing, Yue Fei was brutally murdered by Song Gaozong Zhao Gou in Dali Temple. This poem is in Hangzhou, and there are stone carvings in many places.

Overlapping green hills, row upon row of towers, boats traversing the lake, singing and dancing non-stop day and night, under the warm wind blowing, tourists are intoxicated by the beauty of the West Lake, and really regard Hangzhou as Bianzhou (Kaifeng, the capital of the Song Dynasty).

The first three sentences of this French satirical poem are about the magnificent scenery of the West Lake in a relaxed and freehand style, and the fourth sentence is suddenly sharp and intoxicating, dreaming and dying, and the family and the country are drifting away.

On the pillars of the Fengbo Pavilion, there is a couplet:
[There is one person in Han Dynasty, one person in Song Dynasty, and the Qingfeng Guanyue merged for a hundred generations. 】

[Peerless geniuses, peerless grievances, eternal fortitude and star hanging. 】

[The sun is shining. 】

"Yu Shaobao." Zhu Qiyu looked at the happy Yu Qian and said suddenly.

Yu Qian was taken aback, full of doubts: "Huh?"

"Nothing." Zhu Qiyu just shook his head, looking at the beautiful scenery of West Lake.

In the original historical line, the event of seizing the door should have happened in the first month. Yu Shaobao was killed in the capital three days after the event of seizing the door.

Yu Kang, Yu Qian's adopted son, returned to Yu Qian's hometown Hangzhou with his bones, and was buried at the foot of Mount Santai, south of West Lake in front of him.

Zhu Qiyu made a special trip to Hangzhou, just to go to the tomb of King Yue, pay respects to Yue Fei, and take a look at this wonderful river and mountain.

"Your Majesty, His Royal Highness Prince Xiang's memorial has arrived, and he said please make the front page." Xing'an took a memorial and handed it to the emperor.

Zhu Qiyu picked up the memorial with great interest, read it for a long time and said, "Bring a pen."

"His Highness King Xiang has another high opinion?" Yu Qian asked curiously.

Zhu Qiyu Zhu criticized King Xiang's memorial and said: "Well, Uncle Huang is very intelligent."

Yu Qian took the memorial from Xing'an that had been approved by Zhu and said: "It's good to be smart, no one will be troubled if you are smart."

"It's me, there is me, there is no self, and the true self." Yu Qian kept smacking these words repeatedly, and said with a smile: "No self is not without doubt and confusion, the true self is the end of life."

Yu Qian smiled all over his face, the only person who knows the true self is Your Majesty, and if you are in the world of mortals, how can you not be disturbed by the world of mortals?
This is what Yu Qian said when he discussed the system of the country with His Majesty before: fame and utensils, don't be fake.

Zhu Zhanqian's personal entry and the system of the Ming Dynasty came together ingeniously.

Zhu Qiyu looked at the beautiful scenery of the West Lake and said with a smile: "What's so free, so free, so happy? You are not a fish, and you know the joys and sorrows of fish."

"How many days have passed since An's birthday? There's trouble again."

"Jiangnan is so nice, it's like coming home."

Yu Qian frowned and asked, "What happened again?"

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(End of this chapter)