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Chapter 1108 The Funeral
"After all, the surname Wang still cannot be avoided..." Jin Youzi let out a long sigh full of frustration.

"Indeed." Yang Rong smiled wryly and said, "So we have to think of a way to invite him back from Jinan."

"It's difficult." Jin Youzi shook his head and said, "I think he is a bastard who eats weights, and he will not come if he is determined."

"No, he just wants a good price!" Yang Shiqi sneered and said, "If he is really determined not to come back, why does he let people keep an eye on the situation in the capital? It's just that he wants to get a good price at the right time." in the best interest."

"When? How much benefit?" Jin Youzi asked in a deep voice.

"The moment we are about to die, he will appear as a savior," Yang Shiqi said coldly, "At that time, he will naturally give and take whatever he wants."

"The moment we are going to die?" Jin Youzi gasped, and said through gnash teeth, "I don't believe that without him, King Butcher, you can't eat pigs with hair! Let him wait!"

"..." Yang Rong's lips moved, but he didn't speak.

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British government.

The nobles gathered at Zhang Fu's home in the name of New Year's greetings.Contrary to Jin Youzi and the others' gloom and gloom, the faces of the nobles were all extremely excited.They were still immersed in the excitement brought about by Zhang Fu yesterday.

"Grandpa, if you don't make a name for yourself, you're a blockbuster!"

"Haha, that's right, once the father-in-law shows off his power, the emperor can only shrink his head!"

"Now let's see if they dare to mess around again!"

Zhang Fu didn't show any color on his face, and said calmly, "I have no choice but to, if the emperor hadn't acted so perversely, I would never have said that."

"That's right, Your Majesty is really going too far! It's also fortunate that the Lord is here, otherwise we would have nothing to do." The nobles were still full of flattery, and the British Lord frowned.

Seeing this, Zhang Min cleared his throat and said loudly: "Everyone, don't be too happy, the emperor hasn't promised anything yet. We have to make persistent efforts!"

"That's right." Zhang Fu nodded, and said in a deep voice, "Now that we have taken this step, there is no turning back. If the emperor cannot make concessions, we will all suffer."

"What the Lord and the Lord said is that we have already fought it out!" The nobles shouted out of righteous indignation: "I would rather die standing up than live on my knees!"

"Grandpa, please speak, what should we do? Go up the mountain of swords and down into the sea of ​​fire, men will never frown!"

"Okay, the morale of the army is available!" Zhang Fu glanced at all the nobles, and said in a deep voice: "I will plan a big event in the near future, and you all need to cooperate with me when the time comes!"

"I will do my best!" The nobles responded loudly.

When the nobles dispersed, only Zhang Fu and Zhang Min brothers were left in the hall.Zhang Fu changed his confident look in front of people, and said with a worried expression: "Have you seen with your own eyes, the edict in the hands of the great-grandson?"

"The grandson did have a will, but he was very careful, and he only held it in his hand and showed it to me." Zhang Min recalled the scene of that day, and said slowly: "However, it can be concluded that the will is indeed true, and he understands It is written correctly, the throne will be passed on to the great-grandson instead of the crown prince." As he spoke, he glanced at his elder brother strangely and said, "Didn't the elder brother ask you once?"

"I can't figure it out. Since the grandson has the edict of succession, why didn't he take it out earlier?" Zhang Fu frowned into the word 'Chuan'.

"I also asked His Highness, and what he said was that at that time, what he thought was that if he surpassed his father to ascend the throne, how would the prince deal with himself? Even if he became emperor, he would be accused of being unfilial." Zhang Min replied: "That's why he didn't bring it up early. It's only now that he saw that the crown prince completely negated the first emperor as soon as he ascended the throne, and wanted to completely destroy the foundation of my Ming Dynasty, so he deeply regrets and wants to correct his mistakes."

"This statement makes sense." Zhang Fu tapped his fingers on the table and said in a deep voice, "But in your opinion, is His Highness the grandson such a loyal, filial and pure person?"

"To be honest, it's not like..." Zhang Min scratched his head, telling the truth.He looked at his elder brother and asked, "In the opinion of elder brother, what kind of medicine does he sell in the gourd?"

"I can't figure it out." Zhang Fu shook his head and sighed, "Forget it, it's no use thinking about it now."

"That's right, we were forced to the edge of a cliff by the emperor, even if there is no such will, we still have to do what we should do!" Zhang Min nodded and said bitterly.

"Well, you have to handle that matter carefully, and you must not make any mistakes." Zhang Fu nodded and told his brother.

"Don't worry, brother, I will be careful." Zhang Min responded with a full mouth.

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In the blink of an eye, it was the eighteenth day of the first lunar month, which was the day when Emperor Daxing's coffin was moved out of the palace and moved to Changling Ancuo.

Changling was the auspicious land chosen by Emperor Yongle before his death. After the death of Empress Xu in the fifth year of Yongle, Zhu Di asked people to go to Beijing instead of Nanjing to choose the mausoleum site.Obviously from the very beginning, Zhu Di made up his mind to move the capital to Beijing and not to meet his father after his death.

Later, the feng shui master selected a feng shui treasure in Changping. It is said that there are dragons and tigers in front of the mountain, and the Chaotian Gate in the northwest is the best dragon vein in the country.In the seventh year of Yongle, Zhu Di began to build his own Changling Mausoleum on Longevity Hill in Changping.Since ancient times, building mausoleums for emperors has been the most labor-intensive and costly. With Emperor Yongle's grandiose character, this is naturally even more so.The vastness of the Changling project and the strictness of the materials used are unprecedented in all dynasties.The manpower and material resources of the whole country were used, until Zhu Di died, only the underground palace was completed, and the above-ground buildings still needed several years to be completed.

However, after Zhu Gaochi came to the throne, he practiced strict economy and reduced national use. Naturally, the Changling project, which was hugely expensive and had a long construction period, was the first to bear the brunt. The cost was reduced to the extreme, and a large number of craftsmen were dismissed. The coffin of Emperor Yongle was sent in for burial.

Naturally, this became one of the emperor's unforgivable sins in the eyes of the nobles.

On the morning of the 120th, the emperor dressed in plain clothes and went to the mourning hall of Emperor Daxing to perform the funeral ceremony.After the libation and mourning, the eunuchs withdrew a few feasts. Amidst the sound of mourning and music, the emperor watched the Zi Palace of Emperor Daxing leave the mourning hall and place it securely on the 'big poles' carried by [-] eight Jinyi guards.

Then, the emperor and the princes went to the gate of Xiyuan, led ministers, ministers, civil and military officials to kneel down and waited for the coffin of Emperor Daxing, and slowly came to the gate of Xiyuan under the guidance of the full guard of honor.

There was a burst of mourning and joy, and paper money filled the sky. The emperor and his ministers wept bitterly, watching the coffin out of the palace gate.Then the emperor boarded the black cloth sedan chair, and the prince and ministers held paper money in their hands and followed the coffin on foot, weeping and throwing paper money at the same time.

The funeral procession left the imperial city, and both sides of the street were under martial law by the imperial army. Outside the human wall built by the imperial army officers and soldiers, there was a long line of incense cases. The people in the capital wore sackcloth and filial piety, knelt down and wept bitterly for the funeral of Emperor Daxing.

Looking at the white flags all over the street in front of him, and hearing the loud cries in his ears, the emperor in the black sedan chair had a very ugly expression on his face.

The few great scholars who followed the sedan chair scattered paper money while talking in a low voice with dignified expressions.

"Unexpectedly, so many people will come to see off the late emperor." Huang Huai exclaimed.

"Death is the most important thing, not to mention the late emperor's status in the hearts of Beijing people has always been very high, otherwise the capital would not have been moved to Beijing." Yang Pu whispered.

After listening to the conversation between the two, Jin Youzi sneered.Seeing this, Huang Huai said angrily, "Why, isn't that right?"

"You are too naive," Jin Youzi said in a cold voice, "Today's event, without those honorable nobles secretly instigating it, my word '金' is written upside down."

"You mean, the nobles incited the people to go to the streets for funerals?" Huang Huai ignored Jin Youzi's sarcasm and looked at him in shock.

"Of course." Jin Youzi said firmly.

"What are they trying to do?" Yang Pu frowned and said, "This is useless except to disgust the emperor."

"This..." Bachelor Jin couldn't answer this question, so he could only look at Yang Shiqi for help.

"There is no more news yet." Yang Shiqi shook his head. The emperor abolished the Dongchang Jinyiwei. Although the civil servants were happy, they also became deaf and blind. It was difficult to understand the actions of the nobles, and they were very passive. .

Yang Rong looked back at the nobles who were closely behind Zhu Zhanji, and sighed worriedly: "I have an ominous premonition that these guys are going to make trouble today..."

"Hey, let's wait and see what happens." Several grand scholars sighed helplessly, this sense of powerlessness was too frustrating.

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The funeral procession went out of the capital smoothly, and the people attending the funeral gradually became rarer. The dignitaries did not make trouble as Yang Rong worried, which made the emperor and the academicians heave a sigh of relief.

The capital is [-] miles away from Changling, and fast horses can run back and forth in a day, but carrying the heavy Zigong, the funeral procession is not so fast, it takes two days to reach Longevity Hill.

That night, the team spent the night in the palace on the way, the emperor and the great scholars put their hearts into their throats again, until Liu Sheng reported that the three major battalions he led had already defended the palace like gold.Also, Mo Wen and the others led the direct guard with [-] soldiers and horses to entrench outside the palace to prepare for any eventuality.Only then did Zhu Gaochi and his fellow scholars remember that they hadn't eaten for a whole day, and their stomachs were growling with hunger!

After a simple dinner, the emperor went to bed, and the scholars left the palace. Looking at the elite soldiers outside the palace, they couldn't help but feel a little bit of security. They secretly thought that with the protection of these troops, they would not dare to do anything wrong with those nobles, unless They really want to rebel.

It's a pity that whether Liu Sheng or Mo Wen belonged to Wang Xian, this sense of security would be greatly compromised.

"We still have to take the army into our own hands as soon as possible, so that we can feel at ease." Jin Youzi said in a deep voice.

"Everything will be discussed after the coffin is buried. After the house is settled, the situation will be much better." Yang Shiqi sighed. Zhu Di's aura would hang over everyone's hearts for a day without Zhu Di's burial.Only when the great emperor is completely buried, everything will be different.

"Those nobles are unexpectedly honest, maybe we think too much." Jin Youzi smiled optimistically.

"I hope..." Yang Rong sighed, "Tomorrow is one more day, and we can only breathe a sigh of relief when it passes safely."

(End of this chapter)