Chapter 244 Arrives again in Zhu Yuanzhang’s world [Please subscribe]

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Chapter 244 Arrives again in Zhu Yuanzhang’s world [Please subscribe]

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Li Changsheng tore through time and space and descended into Zhu Yuanzhang's world.

Time: Autumn of the forty-eighth year of Hongwu.

Yingtianfu, Jinling City.

The autumn wind was bleak, blowing down yellow leaves all over the ground.

There is an aura of sadness lingering in the capital city of the Ming Dynasty.

There are very few pedestrians on the street, and occasionally people passing by are walking in a hurry.

From time to time, you can see groups of soldiers from the Five Cities Military and Horse Division patrolling back and forth.

Rumors circulated among the people that the wise and mighty Majesty Hongwu was seriously ill and was about to die.

The people who received the news were all heartbroken and prayed for His Majesty, hoping that he would get better soon and regain health.

The common people all know that His Majesty Hongwu is good to everyone, and they can all appreciate it. Naturally, they hope that such an emperor will live a long life.

It can even be said that these past few decades can be regarded as their best time.

Low taxes and low taxes, no excessive levies and miscellaneous taxes, no oppression, no corrupt officials, no oppression by the powerful.

Looking at the five thousand years of China, when have the people at the bottom ever enjoyed such good treatment?

No, never!

Yingtianfu Palace.

The eighty-eight-year-old Zhu Yuanzhang was lying on the dragon bed. His beard and hair were white, his face was wrinkled, and his eye sockets were sunken.

At this time, he was taking in more air and less outgoing, and he was about to die.

The main hall was full of princes, princes and grandsons, as well as princes and civil and military ministers from various countries.

"Our body is dying"

Zhu Yuanzhang's weak voice sounded, and he said intermittently: "Biao'er, after we die, bury us and your mother together."

"Father, I believe you will get well."

The sixty-year-old Crown Prince Zhu Biao knelt down in front of the dragon bed and gently held the skinny hand of Zhu Yuanzhang in front of him. He burst into tears and broke down in sobs.

"We fought for our lives to the heavens and lived seventeen more years. This life is full of comfort!"

At this time, Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly raised his head, his energy became much better, and he struggled to sit up.

Reflection.

A thought came to everyone's mind, and they looked even more sad.

"After our death, Prince Zhu Biao will inherit the throne. Do you have any objections?"

Zhu Yuanzhang also knew in his heart that time was running out, so he looked at everyone, especially his fourth son, Zhu Di, and shouted.

"I obey the order!"

No one had any objections. The prince had both political integrity and talent, and everyone was convinced that he should inherit the throne.

"You don't need to be sad. The Holy Father will come to take us to another world. Maybe we, the king and his ministers, will meet again someday."

Seeing everyone weeping bitterly, Zhu Yuanzhang showed a happy smile and said softly: "In this life, we started from a young age, suffered from hunger and poverty, worked as a monk, and also had to make a living, and later became the Nine-Five Supreme Master, and enjoyed many times.

Ten years of blessings, even if I die now, I will have no regrets."

Looking back on his past, Zhu Yuanzhang felt that he was very lucky.

He was born in the troubled times of the late Yuan Dynasty, and his family was so poor that the whole family wore the same pair of trousers and had no meal at all.

Later, his family members starved to death one after another, so he had to go to Huangjue Temple to become a monk, and then he barely survived.

Later, when he was a monk, he didn't have enough to eat, so he had to run away, begging for food and begging for a living.

From his childhood experience, Zhu Yuanzhang was well aware of the sufferings of the people. Later, he overthrew the Meng Yuan and established the Ming Dynasty. After becoming emperor, he never forgot his roots.

He was very frugal in life, comparable to Emperor Wen of the Han Dynasty, and was very stingy with rewards for officials, but he was never stingy with the people.

He promulgated a notice to the world that all orphans over the age of seventy would be given one dou of rice, three liters and three kilograms of meat per month by the yamen, and those over eighty would be given three kilograms of meat per month. Elderly people over eighty and highly respected would be supported by the imperial court.

He was in power for forty-eight years, and the Ming Dynasty achieved the goal of "the old being provided for, the young being educated, the poor being supported, the needy being helped, and the widowers, widowers, lonely people, and the sick all being provided for."

Zhu Yuanzhang could pat his chest and say without guilt that he was the only emperor in the history of China who truly considered, spoke for, and treated the people at the bottom.

In such a life of great achievements, Zhu Yuanzhang has no regrets.

"You all go down, Abiao stays."

After sighing for a while, Zhu Yuanzhang waved his hand and asked everyone in the hall to go down. He had something to say to A Biao in private.

"I obey your orders."

Everyone did not dare to have any objections and all retreated.

In the main hall, there were only two people, Zhu Yuanzhang and Prince Zhu Biao, and even the serving eunuchs and maids had retreated.

Zhu Yuanzhang stood up, went to the imperial study room in high spirits, opened a mechanism, took out a book and handed it to Zhu Biao.

"Only I, the Emperor of the Zhu family, can read this book, not even the prince."

Zhu Yuanzhang looked very serious and said to Zhu Biao: "When you die in the future, you must pass it on to the next emperor, and then let the next emperor pass it on to the next, and pass it on from generation to generation."

"Yes, Father!"

After Zhu Biao responded, he looked at the cover of the book, where the words "History of the Ming Dynasty" were clearly written.

"Ah this."

Zhu Biao was shocked and couldn't help but look up at Lao Zhu with doubts in his eyes.

You should know that only after the fall of a dynasty, subsequent dynasties will revise its history, such as the Yuan Dynasty revising the Song Dynasty and the Ming Dynasty revising the Yuan History.

How can there be any history books from the beginning of a dynasty? This has never happened before.

That's why Zhu Biao was so confused.

"Biao'er, do you still remember the first year of Hongwu, when we just held the enthronement ceremony?"

Zhu Yuanzhang asked after taking Zhu Biao back to the palace.

"Father, are you talking about my human holy father? Is this the Ming history left by the holy father back then?"

When Zhu Biao heard this, he couldn't help but recall the past forty-eight years ago, his heart skipped a beat, and he exclaimed.

"Yes, before the Holy Father left, he left us a "Five Thousand Years History of China". We excerpted the history before our Ming Dynasty and put it in our Ming Dynasty's library. You must have seen it before.

"

Sitting back on the dragon bed, Zhu Yuanzhang said slowly: "As for the records after the Hongwu Dynasty, we hid them separately and told no one except your mother."

"I see."

Only then did Zhu Biao suddenly realize it. He opened the History of the Ming Dynasty in his hand and read over it.

But the first page of bibliographic records made him dumbfounded.

The first volume is the Annals, which are: Taizu volume, Emperor Gongmin, Chengzu, Renzong, Xuanzong, Yingzong's first records, Jingdi, Yingzong's later records, Xianzong, Xiaozong, Wuzong, Shizong, Mu Zong, Shenzong, Xizong, Liedi

In May of the fifteenth year of Hongwu, the emperor's eldest son, Sun Xiongying, died, and his posthumous title was Huai.

In August of the fifteenth year of Hongwu's reign, Queen Ma passed away and was given the posthumous title of Queen Xiaoci.

In the twenty-fifth year of Hongwu's reign, Prince Zhu Biao passed away and was given the posthumous title of Prince Yiwen.

In the thirty-first year of Hongwu, Taizu died, and he was posthumously named Emperor Kai Tianxing Dao Zhao Ji, the Great Sage, the Most Divine, Benevolent, Righteous, Wu Junde, Successful and High.

In May of the same year, Zhu Yunwen, the grandson of the emperor, ascended the throne as emperor, and the following year he was changed to Yuan Jianwen.

After Emperor Jianwen succeeded to the throne, he vigorously pursued the policy of reducing vassal vassals and deposed King Zhou, King Dai, King Qi, King Min, and King Xiang one after another and burned themselves to death.

In July of the first year of Jianwen, King Zhu Di of Yan took the opportunity to launch a rebellion, which was known in history as the Battle of Jingnan;

In June of the fourth year of Jianwen, King Zhu Di of Yan invaded Yingtian Mansion. Emperor Jianwen burned the palace and his whereabouts are unknown.

After that, King Zhu Di of Yan became the emperor in Yingtian, and in the thirty-fifth year of Hongwu in Yuan Dynasty, the following year became the first year of Yongle, and he became the ancestor.

"This this."

After a cursory glance, Zhu Biao was so shocked by the contents recorded in Ming history that he could not even speak.

"The content recorded here is the future history that happened before we met the Holy Father."

Seeing that A Biao was frightened, Zhu Yuanzhang raised his head and said, "But after so many years of hard work, we have changed a lot."

"For example, your mother passed away a few years ago, which extended her life by thirty years. We tried our best."

"And my heroic grandson is also healthy now and has given birth to a great-grandson for us."
To be continued...