Chapter 172 Orphans

Chapter seventy-two

On the seventh day of May of the 18th year of Hongzhi, the Ming Dynasty, the weather was surprisingly hot. After the hot sun burned during the day, the whole city of Beijing seemed to be on fire. People suddenly encountered such a hot heat, which was a little uninapproachable.

Song Nan was also very hot. He left the government and went home early. After dinner, Song Nan and his family drank tea and talked under the big tree in the middle courtyard of the house. The heat wave on the ground sprinkled water still hit his face, but it was much better than during the day.

Lu Qingli held Song Nan's arm and held her cheek, opened her bright eyes and listened to Song Nan's story, while Ye Fanggu sat aside with a fan and gently swayed to cool the two people and drive away the mosquitoes that occasionally flew.

Just talking about the burial of flowers between Jia Baoyu and Lin Daiyu in a stone record, when the two sisters were also fascinated, they suddenly heard the buzzing sound in the quiet night. Song Nan stopped and listened. Lu Qingli said, "It's the bell of the bell tower."

Song Nan was stunned. Why did the bell and drum tower ring the bell at night? Generally, bells are ringing during the day, and the bells at night give people an ominous sense of tension.

The sound of bells is long, like a hammer beating in the heart, which makes people panic; the people also went out to check and ask each other what happened.

Not long after, several fast horses galloped in front of Song's house. Hou Dabiao, who was on duty at night, arrived with several flag officials. Song Nan quickly went to the front yard to see him. Hou Dabiao's face was full of sadness. As soon as he saw Song Nan, he cried and shouted, "Song Qianhu, the big deal is not good. The emperor has died."

Song Nan was shocked and said hurriedly, "When did it happen?"

Hou Dabiao said, "Did you hear the bell just now? It was the news announced by the cabinet summoning the ministers. Mou commanded to send people to convey the order that all the officials of the Jinyiwei Yamen should immediately return to the government office, assist the whole city to martial law, and put an end to all things during the funeral.

Song Nan's heart was shocked and ordered loudly, "Hou Dabiao, immediately send me my order that all the Jinyi Guard Academy and the rest of the army in Zhengnanfang should be returned to the government, guard the areas under their jurisdiction, and strengthen martial law."

Hou Dabiao bowed his hand and flew away.

Ye Fanggu and Lu Qingli quickly changed their clothes for Song Nan. Li Daniu had already prepared their horses. The two got on the horse and waved their whips and went straight to the Zhengnanfang government.

The sky of the Ming Dynasty collapsed, and Hongzhi Emperor Zhu Youxuan, an emperor who was deeply loved by the ministers and admired by the people, died.

Time can be traced back to the afternoon of May 6th, on the dragon couch of the Qianqing Palace, Emperor Hongzhi vomited a large mass of blood clots after a violent cough. His face was as white as gold paper. Several imperial doctors of the imperial hospital were helpless and panicked.

Wang Yue, the eunuch of Si Lijian, knelt down at the head of the bed with tears and scolded the imperial doctors to find a quick way. However, Emperor Hongzhi calmed down after spitting blood. When he gasped for a moment, Emperor Hongzhi shouted in a weak voice, "Wang Yue."

Wang Yue quickly knelt down and climbed to Zhu Youxuan's bed and said, "The old slave is here."

Zhu You said, "Don't embarrass the imperial doctor. There are days in the sky, and manpower can't do it. My limit is coming soon, and I know it in my heart."

Wang Yue said with tears, "Your Majesty, don't think so. The emperor is in the spring and autumn, and he will definitely recover."

Zhu Youxuan closed his eyes and shook his hand and said, "Don't comfort me. You should leave the palace immediately and call cabinet scholars Li Dongyang, Liu Jian and Xie Qian to the palace to see me. I have something to explain."

Wang Yue nodded and said, "Let's go now."

Zhu Youqi waved his hand and said, "Go ahead, I'll wait."

Half an hour later, the three university scholars in the cabinet entered the Qianqing Palace in panic. Li Dongyang fell when he entered the inner room, broke his scalp and blood flowed, but he had no time to take care of it at this time.

The three university scholars knelt down in front of the bed and saluted. Zhu Youxuan bowed his body and waved his hand with the help of the waiter, "Exemption,...give the three university scholars...give them a seat."

The waiter came to the stool, and the three university students sat in front of the bed, looking sad.

Zhu Youqi pointed to the scum at the head of the bed and said, "Wang Yue, won't you take this? I don't want to see the blood I spit out."

Wang Yue quickly took away the scum bucket in person. Zhu Youcheng took a breath and smiled slightly on his face. Looking at the three cabinet scholars with sad faces in front of him, he said, "The three cabinet members don't have to be sad. My limit has arrived, and it is also human nature. Although I am the emperor, I can't escape the day of the limit."

Li Dongyang said with tears, "Your Majesty, I am incompetent, but I can't cure the stubborn disease for the emperor. I deserve to die."

Liu Jian and Xie Qian also cried, "The emperor, don't say anything depressing. The emperor calm down and recuperate. I have been looking for famous doctors and rare medicines to cure the emperor's illness."

Zhu Youcheng smiled and said, "All three are virtuous ministers. What can I see? My illness can't be healed. Needless, I don't have much time. I have to say something to you, otherwise it will be too late.

Li Dongyang and others knew that the emperor was going to make an edict, so they quickly got out of their seats and knelt down and listened carefully.

Zhu Youxuan narrowed his eyes and looked blankly at the top of the bedroom. He slowly said, "I have been ascending to the throne of my father for 23 years. Now it has been 18 years. In the past 18 years, I dare not say that I am wise and virtuous king, but I also admit that I am diligent and thrifty, which can live up to my father. The foundation handed over to me by the emperor, and I died without regret.

Li Dongyang kowtowed and said, "The emperor is the holy king of the Ming Dynasty. He is diligent and self-disciplined, generous, light and taxed, heavy use of virtuous people, and killed traitors. He also recovered the vast land west of Jiayuguan. Regardless of cultural and martial arts, he is not inferior to the Ming emperors of the past dynasties. All the subjects of the world praise him. You are the king of the rejuvenation of the Ming Dynasty."

Zhu Youxuan smiled, his eyes flashed, and he shouted, "I can only believe 30% of this from other people's mouths, but from the old Li Ge's mouth, I believe 90%, and your words are very comforting to me. I still have a lot of things that I don't have time to do. I have a big blueprint in my heart, but it's a pity that God doesn't give me time. That's what I regret.

The dead silence in the bedroom, Li Dongyang, Liu Jian, Xie Qian and others all know that no matter how to save his life, the emperor may not be able to recover. Since the end of March, the emperor has been unable to go to court or deal with government affairs, which has never happened since the emperor's accession to the throne.

The emperor's diligence is universally recognized and will never leave government affairs behind. In the 13th year of Hongzhi, in order to deal with the backlog of government affairs, the emperor also set a precedent for summoning on the platform. In addition to morning and evening, he also set up a special system to summon his ministers twice a day on the platform every day. And for several months, he can't deal with government affairs and can't go to the morning, which only shows that the emperor really can't hold on.

Hongzhi's slow voice flowed in the hall, breaking the dead silence: "Although I have regrets, I am glad that there are also your class of virtuous ministers loyal to the Ming Dynasty. After I went there, your good assistant prince; the prince is smart, but he is still young and good. Yile, Zhuqing should assist him well and make him take on the responsibility, so I will close my eyes.

The three people in the cabinet cried loudly, grabbed the ground with their heads, and were heartbroken.

Hongzhi waved his hand and said, "Li Dongyang, Liu Jian, Xie Qian, draw up the decree."

Naturally, everyone knew that it was the intention of passing the throne. They got up with tears and wrote an edict on the dragon case. Wang Yue brought the jade seal. Hongzhi held the jade seal with trembling hands and solemnly covered it on the edict.

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Beijing fell into grief. The emperor died, and the officials of the people were mourning. Soldiers and horses everywhere in the capital were on strict alert, and some people might take the opportunity to make trouble.

In the early morning of May, the news of Emperor Daxing's funeral was officially announced. At the same time, the cabinet announced the edict and sent people to the royal kings in various places to report the obies. At the same time, the Ministry of Ceremonies announced the funeral ceremony.

In the morning, the Ministry of Ceremonies announced the funeral: since the day of the mourning, they did not ring bells and drums. In Beijing, civil and military officials heard of mourning clothes, and black gauze hats wrapped in black corner belts. Starting from tomorrow, they all cried outside the door of Sishan, stayed at the government office and did not drink meat.

On the fourth day, they cried for three days outside the Sishan Gate, and stopped by raising their 15 voices each on the seventh day. Anyone who entered the court and looked at the government, wrapped in a gauze hat and hanging belts with cloth, wore waist and hemp shoes, and retired immediately declined, and was removed on the 27th day.

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All these things are solemn and solemn, and the whole people mourns, showing mourning.

On May 18, three university scholars in the cabinet led civil and military officials to the Wenhua Hall to welcome the accession of Prince Zhu Houzhao and established the New Year's name Zhengde. Prince Zhu Houzhao officially became the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, when he was only 15 years old.

During the period after the emperor's death, Song Nan was very tired. In addition to being on duty day and night, she also had to participate in various etiquette to express mourning. The red brocade clothes were replaced with gray linen mourning clothes. No smiles were allowed on everyone's faces, and they didn't even dare to speak loudly.

It was not until this moment that Song Nan could feel the majesty of the royal family. If a person dies, the whole world will cry. Whether you are willing or not, you must make a look. This is power. The dead can still enjoy power.

However, Song Nan was not worried about these. Involuntarily, he would think of His Royal Highness, the teenager without his father, how is it now?

After the prince ascended the throne, he issued an imperial edict to pardon the world. Although it took 27 days for the people to mourn, once the new emperor ascended the throne, the people's hearts gradually settled down and the capital gradually regained calm.

People have speculated what kind of person the newly enthroned Zhengde Emperor is, and what will his accession bring to the Ming Dynasty?

(Thank you for the reward of the Fengchen brothers and the monthly ticket of the acxld brothers.)