Zhu Di hurried all the way down, and when the team arrived at Tianchang, there was a sudden report in Beijing that the queen was critically ill.
Zhu Di was shocked when he heard the news, and immediately abandoned the team, stepped on the horses, and rushed all the way to the capital.
Only 300 people followed him closely, Xia Xun and Zhu Gaoxu and others accompanied him, and the rest of the people dragged into a long line, the fast ones went first, and the slow ones just walked around, Zhu Di couldn't care about it at all.
Zhu Di hurried to the edge of the Yangtze River, there were already warships waiting there, Zhu Di got on the boat, and before all the guards behind him boarded the ship, he lifted anchor and hoisted his sails, heading straight to the opposite bank.
On the other side, the cabinet scholars, the six ministries and nine qing, and the princes and magnates gathered together, waiting to welcome the return of the Son of Heaven, Zhu Di walked like a fly and got off the boat, but without saying a word, he took a horse and whipped like rain, and went straight to Nanjing City.
Han King Zhu Gaoxu and Xia Xun and others followed suit, all of them took the horse and left, Xie Jin and others were dumbfounded, it took a long time to come back to their senses, and they were busy chasing after the emperor's horse butt back to the city, and the originally neat team was in chaos.
In Kunning Palace, Queen Xu has run out of oil and is dying.
She grabbed Ming'er's hand and asked angrily, "Is the emperor back?"
Her voice was too weak for Ming'er to hear clearly, but she knew what her sister was asking, and Ming'er replied with tears in her eyes: "Sister, the emperor is coming back soon, coming back soon."
After saying a word, her tears flowed down, this eldest sister was really like a mother to her, seeing that her sister was described as withered, her cheeks were sunken, and she had been tossed by the disease, Ming'er was sad.
The crown prince Zhu Gaochi, who was kneeling on the side, was even more teary-eyed and unable to speak.
At this moment, someone at the gate of the palace exclaimed: "The emperor returns" "Porphyr" sounded, but the eunuch who sang it dodged a little slower, and was swept into the body by Zhu Di like the wind, and fell to the ground.
"Queen Queen" Zhu Di shouted one after another, and rushed straight to the queen's bed, if Queen Xu was dying, she would have been unable to hold on to it if she only relied on medicinal stones, and at this moment she was holding on with a will, and suddenly heard her husband's voice, Queen Xu's eyes lit up, and she actually recovered some of her spirits.
When Ming'er saw Zhu Di, she couldn't help but widen her eyes in surprise, the person in front of her was the Emperor Yongle of the Ming Dynasty, and his appearance was indeed true, but his hair was unkempt, his beard was full of dust, tangled together, unkempt, and unkempt, this is the emperor today As soon as she looked up again, Ming'er saw Xia Xun, and in the confusion of tears, she saw that Xia Xun's appearance was no better than Zhu Di, and she was also unkempt and embarrassed.
Ming'er was surprised, desperately opened her eyes wide, blinked away tears, and Xia Xun in her eyes gradually became clear.
Xia Xun was also staring at her, the husband and wife were facing each other, their eyes intertwined.
This is the queen's bedroom, and in such a situation, of course the two can't hug each other and pour out their hearts, but the intertwined eyes have already told each other their thoughts, worries, worries, melancholy, and the surprise and excitement of the moment without reservation.
In front of the sickbed, Zhu Di hugged Queen Xu in his arms, choked and said: "Queen, don't say it, you have only been away from Beijing for half a year, why are you sick like this, Wen Di and Wen Di are bastards, where did you die?"
One of the bunch of imperial doctors standing on the side grabbed a person from the ground, knelt down in front of Zhu Di with a bang, and his teeth were fighting: "Chen Wenwendi, knock on the emperor" Zhu Di said hoarsely: "Hurry up and save the queen, if you can't cure the queen's illness, I will kill you all."
"The Emperor, the Emperor" Empress Xu suddenly raised her voice to call him, Zhu Di immediately turned around, hugged her tightly, and said softly: "Queen, be relieved, your illness will definitely be cured."
Empress Xu shook her head gently, with a sad smile on her face, and she said softly: "Your Majesty, the concubine is blessed, I'm afraid I can't serve the emperor anymore."
Zhu Di's body trembled like a swing, and he said inexplicably in fear: "Queen, don't say such unlucky words, you won't die, you won't die."
Empress Xu stretched out a skinny hand, gently pressed it on Zhu Di's mouth, blocked his words, and gently slid down, lovingly stroked his knotted beard, and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, the concubine has been with the emperor since she was fourteen years old, and she has been a husband and wife for more than thirty years, the emperor loves the concubine as much as one, the concubine is content, the emperor, the concubine has been waiting for you to come back, and there are a few words to say to the emperor."
Zhu Di's tears fell on Queen Xu's hand, he held Queen Xu's thin wrist, and said in a trembling voice: "Queen, you say, you say, I listen, I listen."
Empress Xu said: "The emperor's surname is strong, the cadres are dictatorial, and the world is still turbulent, so he needs such a son of heaven, but only in this way, the emperor must listen to both sides and seek talents."
The emperor should cherish the people and give gifts to the clan.
Please don't be arrogant to your relatives, especially my Xu family, the Xu family is honored by the emperor's grace, it is already unspeakably precious, don't add grace because of the concubine's death" Zhu Di couldn't cry and said: "Queen, I have written it down, I have written it down" Empress Xu pulled out her hand, gently stroked Zhu Di's cheek, her eyes were like threads on his face, and she reluctantly said: "Your Majesty, you are dark and thin, you must take care of your body."
When the hand gently touched Zhu Di's sideburns, it froze slightly, and then hung down weakly, and a tear gently slipped from the corner of her eye, and it was gone.
When the hall ascended, it was silent, and the silence made people breathless, and after a long time, a heart-rending cry came out of Zhu Di's mouth: "Queen" Zhu Di sat down in front of the couch and cried like a child, crying so much that he couldn't care about the image of the emperor he had always paid attention to in front of outsiders.
Zhu Di, married at the age of sixteen, married to the eldest daughter of the Xu family, who was only fourteen years old at the time, both civil and military, and beautiful, and the couple left Nanjing at the twenty-fourth.
For many years, he was the only one he loved the most, but now, she left him and left forever.
The palace maids, internal eunuchs, and eunuchs all knelt down, Xia Xun slowly lifted his robe and knelt down, listening to Zhu Di's heart-rending cry, he couldn't help but have a sour nose, and tears in his eyes.
Zhu Gaoxu, the king of Han, knelt down in front of the sickbed, kowtowed and cried, bursting into tears.
Mother has always doted on the eldest brother, for this reason, Zhu Gaochu did not have no grievances against his mother, but seeing his mother pass away, Zhu Gaoxu was also very sad, plus he had the heart to show his filial piety in front of his father, so he cried especially intensely, beating his chest and feet, crying to the death of his mother, the queen, Zhu Di was heartbroken.
At this time, Zhang Fu had pacified Annan, and included the 48 prefectures and 180 counties of Annan into the territory of the Ming Dynasty, and the northern Xinjiang Warat and Tatar all submitted to the Ming Dynasty, and the Timurid Empire in the west fought each other for the Khan, and there was no time to look eastward, but all of this could not make Zhu Di's grief slightly reduced.
Zhu Di chose the name of Empress Renxiaowen for the queen, stopped the court to hold a funeral, held a fast in Linggu Temple and Tianxi Temple, and listened to the ministers come to pay tribute.
All the preparations for the celebration of the emperor's triumphant return were canceled, and the queen made a big trip and the whole country mourned at this time, but Warat was holding a grand celebration.
Tuhuan regarded Wan Ran Pao's Xibei goods as a detachment, and he didn't care about joining the lost main force, so he immediately sent Wan Songling to Wara like a living baby.
Mahamu was overjoyed when he heard the news, and after a little inquiry, he saw the seal given by the Emperor Dayuan, and immediately secretly invited the leaders of the Mongolian tribes to convene a general meeting, and immediately took off Buhua as the Great Khan of Mongolia.
What he wants is the identity of Tokhtar Buhua, as for Tokhtar Buhua's temperament, personality, and ability to govern the country, he doesn't need to consider it, he can't really give the ruling power of Tara to Takoff Buhua, Taiping and Bald Polo, the two Warat kings will not either, Takekhoff Buhua is just a puppet of him, a banner calling on the Mongolian tribes.
It is enough that he can play this role, and his role is limited to this.
The leaders of the Mongol tribes met in secret and examined the seals one by one.
Wan Songling and Gongsun Dafeng have been in Suzhou for ten years, proficient in Mongolian, and when it comes to their nomadic affairs in Gansu, the terrain and landform are not bad at all, and it is difficult to ask about any flaws in other aspects, because Tokhtobuhua was only eight years old when he was left in the Central Plains, and his younger brother Agadorji was even younger at the time, just five years old, what can such a young child remember.
Besides, what they remember, who knows the leaders of the Warat tribes, who can verify the authenticity What's more, the three kings of Mahamu, Taiping, and Vulture Polo have all recognized his identity, and the seal given by the Great Yuan Emperor is also there, who still has any doubts.
At the Bahe Station in Mahamu, the grand celebration began, with horse racing, archery, singing and dancing, and the scenes of celebration can be seen everywhere.
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In the camp of the Great Khan, Wan Songling sat on the top seat, and his apprentice Gongsun Dafeng turned into his "royal brother" Aga Dorji, and sat next to him at the top.
Below are the leaders of the Mongol tribes such as Mahamu, Taiping, and Vulture Polo.
In front of them were all hot finger lamb, milk tea, cheese, blood sausage and other kinds of food, as well as a large bowl of mare's milk wine in red lacquer and silver.
Six young and handsome girls were performing the bowl dance in the big tent.
With a porcelain bowl on his head, holding a double cup, with the accompaniment of the horse-head qin, his arms are stretched and flexed, and he is advancing and entering, taking broken steps, shaking his shoulders with soft hands, graceful and charming, twisting his waist and shaking his chest, and kicking out a varied rhythm under his feet, which is dazzling.
The leaders of the tribes held big bowls in their hands and drank heartily, Gongsun Dafeng was like drunk, and he didn't care what was cut under his hands, he stuffed it into his mouth when he chopped it, and his heart was like a dream, and he muttered in a daze: "Damn, this time it's really fucking big."
Wan Songling looked much calmer than his apprentice, he picked up a snowy knife, gently cut off a piece of fat and tender mutton with blood, stuffed it into his mouth steamingly, ate the juice flowing, and then subconsciously grabbed the Hada on his shoulder as a towel: "It is said that he is a mother Lao Tzu who actually deceived a big sweat to be, to be a liar, to do Lao Tzu's job, it can be regarded as the peak."
"Honoring the Great Khan" Ma Hamu, Taiping, and Bald Polo Qi brushed and picked up the wine bowl, and Wan Songling also picked up the bowl: "Dry" When he craned his neck and pretended to drink the bowl of unpalatable mare's milk wine boldly, Wan Songling's face suddenly showed a strange smile: "Whatever, people die and birds rise to the sky, and the heavens that will not die for thousands of years Since God has given me such an opportunity, why don't I make good use of it and make a perfect scam that will be difficult for future generations to achieve."
Failure, take a life, success, a deception" To be continued: