After looking at Zhang Siwei, Chen Xu shook his head helplessly. The matter had reached this point and there was no way to continue. But he could also see that Zhang Siwei must be unwilling to accept it. When things got to this point, he was the one who suffered the greatest losses.

Since Yangshiyin came out, Zhang Siwei has been running around, and even carried the blame for it and offended the Jiangling Sect, but in the end he got very little. If he could balance his mind like this, there would be a ghost.

However, Chen Xu also admired Zhang Siwei. Even so, Zhang Siwei was dissatisfied and did not show any dissatisfaction.

"This matter has passed, let's solve the problem of the Oirat people as soon as possible!" Zhang Siwei obviously didn't want to say anything more about this matter, so he spoke directly: "The Minister of the Honglu Temple submitted another memorial yesterday."

Chen Xu nodded, hesitated for a moment before asking, "What does the Pavilion Master mean?"

"This matter depends on the emperor's intention, but the emperor summoned Mo Rigen but did not summon Salike. The emperor is afraid he wants to help the third lady!" Zhang Siwei sighed: "The northwest is probably going to be in chaos!"

Chen Xu was stunned, thought for a while and said, "Can you not persuade His Majesty?"

"Please persuade me?" Zhang Siwei shook his head: "Our Majesty is not someone who changes his mind easily. Please hand over the memorial to see! When things have come to this point, we can't do anything about it."

When Zhu Yijun received a memorial from the cabinet, he remembered this incident and really forgot about it.

However, Zhu Yijun also understood that there was not much room for discussion on this matter, and he did not want to waste time on this matter. He directly sent an order to the cabinet, sent someone to the Ola, and conferred the son of the third lady Bu he was rude to be the new King of Shunyi.

It is impossible for Huang Taiji to get the throne of King Shunyi, and the third lady would not marry him.

The Oirat was not in chaos, and Zhu Yijun didn't want to take care of it. He felt that he couldn't take care of it either. What's more, Zhu Yijun was looking forward to the Oirat going to get into chaos. Only when they got into chaos would the Ming Dynasty have a chance. The entire Oirat didn't have the strength to attack the Ming Dynasty, let alone Huang Taiji.

"Send it to the cabinet!" Zhu Yijun replied in the memorial and handed it to Zhang Jing beside him and said.

Seeing Zhang Jing sending away the memorial, Zhu Yijun sighed. At this time, he remembered Zhang Juzheng, his teacher. It is precisely because of him that the treasury has money, the border has good generals, and he has the confidence.

After the Oirat matter was handled, Zhu Yijun didn't care about them. He had to wait for Oirat's reaction before he could make a decision.

In the following days, Zhu Yijun focused on the establishment of the Office of Internal Affairs. Although the head of the Office of Internal Affairs was Li Zhongxing, Zhu Yijun could not have him establish the Office of Internal Affairs. In fact, the source of the Office of Internal Affairs was Zhu Yijun's business, that is, the talents accumulated by cooperation with Wu Qingbo.

Most of these people joined the Taxation Department, and the remaining dozen people were sent to the Interior Office by Zhu Yijun.

Although the yamen was built, Zhu Yijun didn't want them to do anything before the New Year. After all, it was the New Year in the middle of winter. Originally, Zhu Yijun was thinking about having a calm New Year, but something that Zhu Yijun didn't expect happened.

"Emperor, Yu's mansion has sent a memorandum. General Yu is afraid that it will not work!"

Looking at Zhang Jing's bent body, Zhu Yijun suddenly stood up from the dragon chaise, walked down with big strides, stared at Zhang Jing and asked, "What did you say?"

"Justice Yu's mansion just handed over the memorial, General Yu is afraid that it will not work." Zhang Jing repeated the words and said in a low voice.

Zhu Yijun felt dazed. If he couldn't do it anymore, why didn't he do it? A few days ago, he didn't think he felt the cold, but now he has reached the point where he can't do it? Pulling Zhang Jing, Zhu Yijun said, "Get out of the palace and go to Yu Mansion!"

As the end of the year approaches, Zhu Yijun was in a good mood and many things have achieved results this year, but now there are news that Yu Dayou is not good anymore.

This news was really unexpected and it was a big blow to Zhu Yijun.

Since Yu Dayou entered Beijing, Zhu Yijun has been caring about Yu Dayou's health and asked the Imperial Hospital to take care of Yu Dayou, but why did he suddenly fail? Zhu Yijun didn't care much, just wanted to see the old general.

When Zhu Yijun walked into Yu's mansion, there was a sad atmosphere throughout Yu's mansion.

Yu Dayou's son Yu Zigao was sent out by Zhu Yijun. The one who came out to pick up Zhu Yijun was Yu Dayou's wife. The old lady's eyes were red. After seeing Zhu Yijun, she wanted to kneel down, but Zhu Yijun went up and grabbed the other party.

"Where is General Yu? Take me to see him!" Zhu Yijun's voice was pressed and turned around and said to Zhang Jing: "Finish Yu Zigao and let him come back as soon as possible."

He was taken into Yu Dayou's room. When Zhu Yijun entered the room, he smelled a smell of medicine. When he walked to the bed, Zhu Yijun saw Yu Dayou lying on the bed. Unlike the energetic veteran Zhu Yijun remembered, Yu Dayou's hair was gray and his skin was shriveled.

The whole face was full of wrinkles, and he looked like an old man in his twilight years.

"Imperial Doctor, Imperial Doctor!"

Seeing this scene, Zhu Yijun's eyes turned red in an instant and he shouted to the outside.

The imperial doctor ran in from outside with a medicine box on his back. After seeing Zhu Yijun, he knelt on the ground and said, "Your Majesty, General Yu, General Yu!"

"His Majesty!"

Zhu Yijun was about to say something, but Yu Dayou, who was wearing it, suddenly wanted to struggle to sit up, as if he wanted to salute Zhu Yijun.

Zhu Yijun hurriedly walked over, reached out and held Yu Dayou, grabbed his extended hand, and whispered: "I am here, I am here!"

"Your Majesty, here you are!" Yu Dayou looked at Zhu Yijun, as if he wanted to smile, but he just pulled his lips gently, and said weakly in his voice: "Your Majesty, I'm afraid it won't work."

"I have been fighting all my life, but my body will be ineffective. If His Majesty had not been silenced for me in recent years, I would have been ineffective."

Zhu Yijun felt Yu Dayou's trembling hands and comforted softly: "Dear, don't worry, I just felt the cold and it's okay. I'm still waiting for you to lead the army to fight for me!"

"Your Majesty, I know my body, I am afraid I cannot fight for Your Majesty."

"Your Majesty, I have lived a good life in the capital for the years I have been in the capital, and I have never had such a good life in my life. I have watched Your Majesty work hard to govern and the Ming Dynasty has become better, I also believe that Your Majesty will definitely become the Saint Lord of Zhongxing."

"But I'm afraid I won't see that day, but it doesn't matter."

"It doesn't matter. I will pray for Your Majesty below and pray for the Ming Dynasty."

Zhu Yijun looked at Yu Dayou's face and listened to his vicissitudes of life. It was indeed the Yu Dayou who met him in military uniform. At this moment, Zhu Yijun felt very distressed and felt very distressed, and tears could no longer bear it.

He has made great moves, relying on Yu Dayou and his Zuolong Martial Guard.

Because he is here, I feel at ease, because he is here, I have a clear mind, but at this moment, he is lying on the hospital bed, and his life is not long. How could Zhu Yijun not feel sad or sad?

"Your Majesty, those who say that men are close friends will fight for the Ming Dynasty, and I will not regret it."

"I am grateful to you for your Majesty's trust. I am kowtowing you to your Majesty!"

Zhu Yijun stood up and took a step back, sorted out his crown, stood there, looked at Yu Dayou, although he was forced to control himself, but tears still couldn't help but shed tears.

Trying to get up from the bed, Yu Dayou lay on the bed and kowtowed to Zhu Yijun.

"My minister Yu Dayou, say goodbye to Your Majesty!"

After saying this, Yu Dayou seemed to have exhausted all his strength and knelt there without moving.

After raising his head, Zhu Yijun walked over quietly and found that Yu Dayou had already died. He reached out to put his body flat. Zhu Yijun said, "My dear, you're flat!"

When Zhu Yijun walked out of Yu's mansion, there were already crying sounds throughout Yu's mansion.

Zhu Yijun looked back at Yu's mansion, turned around and said to Zhang Jing, "Go back to the palace!"

Yu Dayou's death made Zhu Yijun feel very bad. Yu Dayou's death did not mean that he was himself, but that the old age of a group of veterans in the Ming Dynasty. The aging of these people means that they have less support.

In the next few days, Zhu Yijun didn't think about what to do, but just immersed in the grief of Yu Dayou's departure.

Unlike Zhang Juzheng's death, at that time, Zhu Yijun knew that Zhang Juzheng's life would not last long, or maybe it was not necessarily the time, but Zhu Yijun was mentally prepared. However, Yu Dayou's death was too sudden, which suddenly caught Zhu Yijun off guard.

"Your Majesty, this is a funeral memorial sent by the cabinet!" Zhang Jing handed a memorial to Zhu Yijun and said respectfully.

It is said that it is a funeral complaint, but it is actually Yu Dayou's funeral, including his reward and posthumous title.

When Zhu Yijun opened the memorial, he found that the posthumous title given on it was Wu Hui. Among the generals of the Ming Dynasty, the posthumous titles were sorted in this way, and Ning ranked first, and then Yi, Min, Hui, Xiang, Shun, Su, and Jing in turn.

This is a medium-sized evaluation of Yu Dayou’s posthumous title.

Zhu Yijun took the memorial without any hesitation, picked up the pen and marked the word Hui on it, and wrote a Yi directly behind it. Zhu Yijun gave Yu Dayou the posthumous title Wu Yi, and he felt that Yu Dayou deserved this title.

The reason why Wu Ning was useless was because Ning's name was too high. You should know that since the founding of the Ming Dynasty, there was only one military general who had a posthumous title of Ning, that is, Xu Da, King Jing of Zhongshan. Although Zhu Yijun attaches great importance to Yu Dayou, it is too important to give him the posthumous title of Xu Da.

As for the common posthumous title, it is even more unsuitable for Yu Dayou. The posthumous title of Wu Yi is already the highest evaluation of him.
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