Jingtai Fengyun: The First Absurd Emperor of Ming Dynasty

Chapter 747 The date of abdication is officially confirmed, and the tribes of the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty gather to conspire.

Everyone was shocked when they heard this. What do you mean you will never go to the Forbidden City again? Although the emperor was lazy and informal in the past, he did not say it publicly.

Now, in front of the civil and military officials of the court, the emperor said with absolute certainty that he would never go to the Forbidden City again. Does that mean the Altar of Sheji and the Imperial Ancestral Temple, which are located next to the Forbidden City, are also not going?

Can the ministers understand that in the future, the emperor will not show up for any matters involving etiquette?

Zhu Qiyu took in everyone's reactions and explained with a smile: "I have been the emperor for eight years, and I am tired and exhausted. I plan to let the prince officially start supervising the country when he is twelve years old.

After another fifteen years at most, I will abdicate. I really don’t want to be the emperor anymore. "

This was so shocking that all the ministers knelt down and tried to persuade each other.

Although the ministers may not want to replace the emperor with a younger one with lower prestige, the scene must be done well and they must show their strong opposition to the emperor's abdication.

Zhu Qiyu waved his hand and said to stop everyone: "Okay, okay, the prince is my eldest son and the undisputed next emperor.

He will sit on the throne sooner or later, and it will be the same whether he sits in the evening or in the morning. From now on, all your beloved ministers must be sincere and assist the prince. To create a prosperous age, it will take two or three generations of hard work, so please encourage me. "

The emperor had already mentioned this, and the ministers had no choice but to obey their leader's orders.

At this point today, the status of emperor and ministers has been officially determined. The emperor is the legitimate son of Xuanmiao and Queen Hu, and the prince is the emperor's eldest son.

The imperial authority of Ming Dynasty has been transferred.

The emperor and the prince stood side by side and were in charge of the government together.

This is a replica of the original Taizu and Prince Yiwen. It's just that today's people are more radical, eager to hand over power, and don't want to be emperor until death.

From now on, with Zhu Qiyu's emphasis on health preservation, he will have to live for another thirty or forty years.

In his later years, he has never died. If it were not for a filial son like Zhu Wenfang, someone would have had a famous saying: In ancient times and today, how could there be a forty-year-old prince?

If you are too old to die, you are a thief, and that is not offensive to others.

The ministers also knew one thing: the father and son in front of them had a more relaxed and pleasant relationship with each other than Taizu and Prince Yiwen. The emperor's requirements for the prince were very relaxed, and he did not insist on etiquette. Most things could be flexible.

Prince Yiwen was under too much pressure, and there were even rumors that he committed suicide by drowning.

Now Zhu Qiyu's meaning was clearly conveyed to the ministers: The prince's words are my words, and the prince's meaning is my meaning. You just execute it.

Next, we returned to Weng Shizi's previous question, whether to rebuild the Fengtian Temple.

Zhu Wenfang replied: "What I mean is to stop repairing it now. Rebuilding Fengtian Temple is too laborious and wastes money. From Yuanshou to Jingtai, there have been constant wars for more than 20 years, almost without stopping.

Besides, I won’t go to Fengtian Palace to go to court in the future, so I won’t bother the people anymore. "

When the ministers heard this, they knew that this was another ridiculous emperor who refused to go to court.

Fortunately, the ministers also thought about it. The original formal court meeting was of little significance other than tormenting people.

In the words of the emperor, a big meeting is held for small matters, and a small meeting is held for big matters.

Important decisions at the center of the imperial court are all decided by the small court meetings. The large court meetings have no other meaning except that they have to get up before dawn.

After chatting for a long time, the banquet broke up.

Zhu Qiyu returned to his Hehuan Hall, lay down on the couch and didn't want to move anymore.

It was very tiring to greet these ministers, and it was extremely warm in Hehuan Hall. Zhu Qiyu fell asleep as soon as he got home. Several concubines were waiting to change their clothes and take off their clothes, and they persuaded her to take a dip in the hot spring.

After washing himself and returning to the couch, Zhu Qiyu leaned on the backrest and asked, "Has the report been delivered?"

Qianxue advised: "Yes, yes, but my husband drank wine today, so why don't we just take a day off."

Zhu Qiyu shook his head: "There is no way. If you are a monk for a day, you have to hit the clock for a day. Is there any secret report from Meng Yuan?"

Qianxue replied: "Yes, Tuotuo Buhua summoned the leaders of various tribes in the Meng Yuan Dynasty and said they were going to hold a conference to discuss important matters that will determine the fate of the Meng Yuan Dynasty."

"Well, that's right. This is more in line with my expectations. Tuo Tuo Bu Hua and A La must find something to do. Especially after learning that I destroyed Japan and North Korea, they will definitely be unable to sit still. of.

I guess they need to rearrange the seats and nominate a leader. Then he led the Mongolian and Yuan tribes to fight against the Ming Dynasty.

Don't tell me, if they can really unite, it won't be a problem to gather 200,000 cavalry. "

Qianxue smiled and said: "My husband canonize Tuotuo Buhua as the Great Khan of Tatar and Ala as the Great Khan of Oara. Neither of them obeys the other. They will definitely refuse to give in to each other and fight against each other. They cannot choose the only one who has the final say." .”

When Zhu Qiyu heard this, he jumped up and said, "That's not necessarily the case. If you can't choose the normal method, you can still use extraordinary means."

"Then it's even worse. Tuotuo Buhua and Ah La are on guard against each other and are keeping a close eye on each other. Neither one will give the other a chance."

"Not necessarily. I predict that civil strife will break out in Tatar. The Tatar interior can be roughly divided into two factions. One is the nobles of the Northern Yuan Dynasty who returned to the grasslands, and the other is the descendants of Genghis Khan's brothers.

The descendants of Genghis Khan's brothers will take advantage of the gathering of dignitaries from the Mongolian and Yuan Dynasties to destroy Tuo Tuo Bu Hua and A La in one go. Then he unified Tatar and Oara, and established Toto Tobuhua's son as the puppet Mongolian Khan.

In this way, the strength of the entire Mongolia can be concentrated to jointly fight against the Ming Dynasty. "

When the concubines heard this, they all didn't believe it. Is it so easy to kill the two Khans? Is it so easy to unify Mongolia?

Lin Xiangyu praised from the side: "Husband, you are really imaginative. You can even write novels. Here, I will give you a copy of "The Popular Romance of the Three Kingdoms" to look for inspiration first."

Zhu Qiyu laughed dumbly. In fact, relatively speaking, I would rather read "The Story of the Stone" and "Journey to the West", but unfortunately they have not been written yet.

"If I could go back to the era of the Three Kingdoms, who do you think I would most like to be?"

After asking such a novel question, the concubines became more energetic. Lin Xiangyu tentatively said, "You will definitely not choose Sun Quan anyway."

Zhu Qiyu nodded: "That's right, who would want to be Sun Shiwan? Let me guess again."

Lin Xiangyu guessed again: "Zhuge Liang? No, my husband will definitely choose to be the overlord of one party instead of being a minister to others."

Qianxue probed: "Could it be Liu Bei?"

Zhu Qiyu shook his head.

Linglong guessed: "It can't be Yuan Shao, right?"

"Yuan Shao can be considered, but he is not my first choice."

Ningxiang teased: "You silly girls, don't you guess the one who stands out the most, actually, my husband wants to be Cao Mengde."

Zhu Qiyu hugged Ningxiang and smiled and said: "The empress of the palace knows that everyone hates Cao Cao and everyone wants to become Cao Cao. If I were born as Cao Cao in the late Eastern Han Dynasty, I would challenge to dominate the world during my lifetime."

(End of this chapter)