Chapter 289 The King's Responsibility

The snow in Nanjing has never been big, at least not as big as in the north, but this time it is abnormal. In previous years, the snow in Nanjing often fell in the twelfth month. After the New Year and the first month, it often did not snow. Even if it snowed, it was just a few light snow.

But this year is different from previous years. On the first day of the first lunar month, there is butterfly snow at the beginning. Snowflakes as big as palms slowly circle in mid-air, like hundreds of millions of white butterflies flying in the air, not in a hurry to land. The next morning, he suddenly changed his demeanor. First, the wind stopped, and the snowflakes fell quickly. In an instant, all the shops, dragon towers and Fengque, and the dense cobweb-like streets and alleys were covered with silver makeup.

And the clouds in the sky became thicker and thicker, and the clouds seemed to be pressed to the ground. The dense snow was no longer "slices". They formed a "group" in the air, like countless naughty children standing on the sky and playing in the world, throwing soft snowballs... There is no business in such weather. Almost all the stores are back to the store. The hawkers who had already left the stalls cleaned up the guys and rushed back.

Overnight, Nanjing City became a silent world of snow.

"It's not a good omen!"

After the snow fell, some people looked at the snow flying all over the sky and shook their heads and sighed there. Of course, it was inevitable that someone would talk about the three days of snow before Master Hong Wu ascended the throne on the fourth day of the first lunar month. There is a legend that it seems that this snow is related to Chen Moran's fate.

According to the practice in Chinese history, the foreign calendar has just passed, the national election is over, and all the people decide to use the imperial system, and it is also decided to take Chen Moran as the emperor.

As Zhang Zhidong, who is in power, he led officials to persuade him to enter according to the usual list. At this time, Chen Moran was described as the "red saying Fang Sheng" that all the people looked up to. He was the son of heaven who helped heaven and nurture all things in heaven and earth. If he did not take the throne, he could not meet the wishes of the subjects of the world, and the officials would be invited him with death.

According to the same practice, Chen Moran must refuse humbly. Everyone knows very well that none of these officials will die for this at this moment. It's just a routine.

As Chen Moran, who is in power, said to reporters the night before, "This symbolizes an end and a beginning; it means continuity and change!"

The next day, Zhang Zhidong once again led the officials of various ministries and the "squire" of the advisory house to plead, hoping that the government could think about the interests of the people in the world and meet everyone's requirements, so come out and be the emperor. Finally, Chen Moran "forced to follow the public opinion", which was to reluctantly agree to the request of public opinion and decided to come out for the benefit of the world.

After that, with the arrival of the day of ascending the throne, Chen Moran's heart was full of expectation and anxiety, so in the next few days, he could have used overtime to relieve his inner expectations and uneasiness. Of course, as the countdown time approached, more and more preparations for war preparation entered the countdown, especially When he was conquering Lushun and planning to attack Fengtian, Chen Moran understood that the last moment had come.

But in this case, Chen Moran's saying is quite difficult.

The reason is that Huang Daoji, who held the accession ceremony, was selected on the fourth day of the first lunar month. However, from the 20th day of the twelfth lunar month, Nanjing was covered with haze and heavy snow. At first, Chen Moran did not pay attention to the snow, but it was spread among the people, but the taste changed: If Chen Moran could be the master of the world, God would show his spirit on the fourth day of the first lunar month, and it would be clear at that time; if not, the wind would be a different scene would be known to the world.

And now the wind and snow are full of snow, using those who oppose the title of emperor to say, "God warns that the Chen family should not be emperor, and the state should be republican." After this kind of folk rumor spread little by little, Chen Moran's whole body became nervous.

On the second day of the Chinese New Year, although the snow stopped, the sky was still gloomy. On the third day of the first lunar month, Chen Moran couldn't calm down. He stayed all day in perhaps the most shabby palace garden in Chinese history. Wearing a coat, he stood in the stone square in the lake and looked at the sky.

He didn't dare to disturb his gloomy face. Ji Li, dressed in a formal dress, looked at her husband in the corridor and walked over slowly.

"Your father-in-law, are you worried about the weather?"

Chen Moran nodded with a gloomy face. Now he is not even in the mood to ask anything except the weather. He is not even interested in the military transfer to the north, the assembly of materials and other combat preparations that he was most concerned about in the past, including the information briefings of the Northeast battlefield.

"I miss you, do you really care so much about fate?"

Ji Li asked curiously that her father-in-law was not like this in the past.

"I don't care, but some people care very much. Ji Li, many people who oppose me are ready to take advantage of this weather to oppose me!"

Thinking of the nonsense of those who got in the way in the newspaper, Chen Moran couldn't help snorting coldly.

"We have to deal with them sooner or later!"

"Your father-in-law, this is not like you!"

Her husband's words shocked Ji Li, and she leaned in his arms when she spoke delicately. This embrace was a safe place for Ji Li to fall in love with.

"You once said that if a person is careful about what he says, then this country should not exist. Now someone dares to use the weather to oppose you, which proves at least one thing!"

"What's the matter?"

Looking back at her husband, Ji Li's beautiful blue eyes flashed with endless love.

"This shows that you are successful! I don't agree with you, but I swear to defend your right to speak, at least in the country you built, they have the right to speak, don't they? Isn't that what you expect?"

The wife's answer made Chen Moran dumb. Looking at Ji Li, who was dyed with black hair, she couldn't help sighing.

"I don't agree with you, but I will defend your right to speak to the death!"

When repeating this sentence, Chen Moran shook his head helplessly.

"I have said in the past that at least it is a kind of mind and a kind of self-confidence." The thinking mode of "different is hostile" is essentially a manifestation of narrowness and weakness. In the era of a person as a person, at least people can no longer be guilty of words, but... Jili, now this threshold..."

"Is it because you want to be the emperor?"

Ji Li blinked her charming big eyes and looked at her husband seriously.

"Emperor or nobleman is not just power or an honor, but more a responsibility."

At this time, Ji Li had already stared at her husband who wanted to "teach" some people from the embrace that made her feel warm and safe.

"In any country, the monarch regards the country as "own". However, on the other hand, this tradition also means that the king must "love his own people" and love his own people like his family, because this is the king's responsibility. I, Qin Er and Zixuan are your family, but not Isn't it your family that all the Chinese come here?

Chen Moran turned his head and wanted not to listen to his wife's teaching, but Ji Li's eyes chased him.

"Your father-in-law, you will become an emperor after tomorrow, but what kind of emperor are you going to be? A tyrant is still a king loved by all the people!"

The right hand gently stroked her husband's chest and felt her husband's heartbeat. Ji Li whispered.

"I believe that my husband will become the greatest king of China. Just as the people here expect, he will always love his people as much as his family! And his people will always be proud to have such a king!"

Ji Li's self-talking words made Chen Moran fall into silence. Looking at Ji Li's serious expression, for a moment, he was speechless.

Love your family as much as you love them!

This is the "royal responsibility!" that Chen Moran has never heard before. In his opinion, the responsibility of the king may be to make the country stronger and stronger, which may be the responsibility of the king.

"Ji Li, if... if they were really my family, would they oppose me?"

Her husband's defense was exchanged for Ji Li's delicate smile. She looked at her husband with a smile, and the smile on her face became brighter and brighter.

"Maybe in more than ten years, when Qin'er and Zixuan grow up, they will refute their father, won't they? Your father-in-law, haven't you refuted your father?

"That's different!"

"Why is it different? When the child goes against his father, it proves that they have grown up and have their own ideas, don't they?"

The two of them argued softly in the cool stone boat workshop in the gloomy weather. This is the first rare dispute since Chen Moran and Ji Li got married.

"They not only want to oppose, but also want to knock me down!"

"Then use your love and your actions to tell them that they are wrong, and when they realize that they are wrong, they will understand!"

"What if they don't understand? What if they continue to oppose me? If they are allowed to oppose me, maybe one day in the future, you, Qin'er and Zixuan will be sent to the guillow by them?

"No...it won't,"

Ji Li was scared by the assumption roared by her father-in-law. There was no trace of blood on her white little face, and she shook her head hard.

"As long as you love them, as long as they know that you love them, they won't do that, if..."

Tears suddenly slipped down from Ji Li's eyes.

"If that day really comes, it may be because you abandoned them first. When you no longer love them, they will naturally not love you again!"

Looking at Ji Li's pitiful and tearful eyes, Chen Moran held her in his arms for a while. At this time, he didn't say anything.

"Can you promise me? Love your people as much as you love us!"

Snucklen in her husband's arms, Ji Li whispered again.

"This is the king's responsibility!"

When he nodded silently, Chen Moran felt a little confused. It was okay to love his own people. This may be like what Ji Li said. Is this his responsibility. Does it mean that even his political enemies... have to bear this responsibility? At the risk of being sent to the guilloion?

(to be continued)