.The final chapter sets sail to the sea (finale)

When Xiao Fan left the palace, he received news that Ji Gang was dead and was beaten to death by angry ministers.

Standing on the Jinshui Bridge outside the palace, Xiao Fan stood there for a long time and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's better to die well. Being beaten to death is better than being cut into pieces by Lingchi at Caishikou. I have accumulated merits." Xiao Fan looked up at the blue sky above his head. Above the blue sky, a few white clouds floated slowly, as clean as if they had been washed, flawless.

From beginning to end, Xiao Fan was behind the scenes. When Ji Gang's ambitions expanded to make Xiao Fan uneasy, his ending had been arranged by Xiao Fan.

Every peck and drink is destined.

If Ji Gang did not participate in the court's military exercises, if he was just a farmer in his hometown in Shandong, if he did not have such great ambitions for power and money, even if his life was not good enough, he would at least live to the end of his life.

Life does not have so many assumptions, and the ending you have to bear if you choose the path.

Xiao Fan is in a relaxed mood now, and he feels comfortable to upgrade after playing the boss. The only thing he is not satisfied with is that the boss has not lost his equipment after he dies.

The boss was not unfair. During his lifetime, he was blackmailed by Xiao Fan and was truly at the most happy state of life. When he opened his eyes and closed his eyes, the money was just over.

It's worth it.

Ji Gang's death, to the Ming Dynasty, was just a flower of xiǎoxiǎo, disappeared in the long river and disappeared in a flash, while the long river still rushes forward and never stops.

Xiao Fan used his strength to play a role. Taking advantage of Ji Gang's opportunity to strip the houses of several ministers, Xiao Fan ordered the Jinyiwei to send these ministers who were unwilling to move the capital to the official ship of Yanziji. A group of Jinyiwei, who were like wolves and tigers, followed the bāng and the second half, half-invited and half-dragged Zhang, Yang Jing, Chen Di and others who were constantly swearing to Peking Prefecture.

The hardliners who opposed the moving of the capital were sent away by Xiao Fan. Even if the remaining ministers were reluctant, they had to leave. Xiao Fan took the attitude of not giving up until he achieved his goal. The ministers knew very well that anyone who dared to sing a counter-topic with him would probably be the next guild.

At the end of July of the second year of Jianwen, the Ming Dynasty officially announced the world and began to move the capital to Beiping Prefecture.

The capital was moved very smoothly. A few months later, the former Dadu Palace, the Yan Palace, and Zhu Yunwen, in the former capital palace, began his first morning court after the capital was moved in the Fengtian Hall, the already built imperial palace.

Nanjing also left a set of imperial troupes, and all six ministries and nine ministers were appointed. Xu Huizu, Duke of Wei, stayed in Nanjing and lived in Yongzhen for generations.

Time flies, and three years pass quickly.

In the fifth year of Jianwen in the Ming Dynasty, the rebellion of the King of Yan was pacified for four years, and the people in the Ming Dynasty were at peace. After four years of rest and recuperation, the national treasury gradually became rich, the people were in good weather, the court and the country were clear and clear, the monarch was benevolent, the ministers were diligent and loyal to the country, and the people were well fed and well. The first prosperous era of the Ming Dynasty, the Jianwen prosperous era, was already revealed.

While the Ming Dynasty was strong, life in the neighboring countries was not so easy.

In the third year of Jianwen, Gui Lichi, the leader of the Guqier Jis tribe, rebelled against Luàn. He ordered soldiers late at night and usurped the rebellion. He besieged the Khan Emperor Kuntemur, poisoned Khan to kill Khan, and destroyed all the palaces. In the end, Gui Lichi claimed to be the descendant of the Golden Family in the name of Genghis Khan's descendants and proclaimed himself the descendant of the Golden Family on the grassland. The ancient princes and ministers were shocked by their power and did not dare to resist, and they surrendered to Gui Lichi one after another.

The mantis stalks the cicada, and the oriole is behind.

Gui Lichi's Khan didn't enjoy his life for long. He was far away in the Ming Dynasty thousands of miles away, and his cold eyes were already staring at him.

In October of the same year, the leader of the three guards of Duoyan, Tuoluhuchaer, sent envoys to the grassland to congratulate Gui Lichi for proclaiming himself emperor. Tuoluhuchaer was very polite. There was a very novel thing in the congratulations, called Fushou Paste. It can prolong life and be as strong as a cow.

After trying it, Gui Lichi felt that this thing was as bad as Tulu Huchaer said. After sucking, his body reacted like a falling cloud and mist. Its taste was extremely wonderful and it was a precious gift given to him by the immortal god.

Tuluhuchaer, who has always been quite in harmony with the Northern Yuan Dynasty and has many conflicts, seemed to have become a different person this time. He sent someone to tell Gui Lichi very nicely, if the Khan of the Northern Yuan Dynasty liked it, how much is this kind of blessing and longevity cream? Talk about money? No, don't you, talk about money and too much hurt feelings, and give it for free! Not only will it be given to you for free, but the generals and warriors under your golden tent are all given for free. We are all ancient people with water. Of course, the good things in this world must be shared with our ancient compatriots, and it is also free to share them.

As a result, wisps of opium smoke rose from the vast grassland, and the black opium became the emerging fashion of ancient khans, princes and even generals and warriors in the tent. If you don’t take a few mouthfuls every day, you will feel embarrassed to say hello to others...

A year later, Gui Lichi and the ancient princes finally felt something was wrong. This thing was not so beautiful. Once they didn't suck one day, the sequelae were very serious. Not only were they tired and weak, but they were also burning like a fire, which was very painful.

However, it was too late to find something was wrong, and the Ming Dynasty, thousands of miles away, had already begun to be launched.

In October of the fourth year of Jianwen, Tuoluhuchaer suddenly cut off the ancient grasslands for free and endless supply of Fushou cream.

Within a few days after the supply was cut off, the ancient tribes mutinied, suppressing one end, and the other end rose again. The brave warriors who were brave and good at fighting were weak, fighting each other softly, and some rolled and howled in pain, pulled open their clothes before, and cut out shocking blood marks on the hull with their fingers. The crying and fighting sounds in the tribe camp weaved into a terrifying song of hell.

In November of the fourth year of Jianwen, the Ming Dynasty Emperor Zhu Yunwen issued an order to serve as the British Duke Xiao Fan as the general of the Northern Expedition, dispatching a total of 200,000 troops of officers and soldiers from various capitals and garrisons in the northern part of the country, crossed the Great Wall, went out of Shanhaiguan, and entered the grassland to conquer the Northern Yuan Dynasty.

The war went smoothly, and it was shattered and advanced rapidly. The officers and soldiers suffered almost no losses, so they rushed to the Golden Statue of the Northern Yuan.

The ancient tribes could not organize effective counterattacks and retreated step by step. They were constantly attacked by the Ming army to the Onon River. They had no choice but to retreat and had no choice but to fight the Ming army.

In this battle, the officers and soldiers of the Ming court launched a fierce attack on the weak and weak army with the power of lion fighting against the rabbit.

In the army formation, the vanguard Ping'an personally killed Alutai, the leader of the Asut tribe, Sheng Yong, the general of the left scepter, Gui Lichi, and Cao Yi, the general of the right scepter, captured Benya Shili, the descendant of the Northern Yuan Dynasty, Guo Ying, the chief general of the Left scepter, and the head of the Left scepter, and the head of the Left scepter, and the 200,000 Ming army formation killed tens of thousands of ancient tatars. The Northern Yuan Dynasty court was broken and collapsed, and the tribes collapsed and fled. They retreated hundreds of miles north of the Greater Xing'an Mountains and entered the Siberian Plain. Later, they were forced to integrate into the Russian ethnic groups. The ancient tribes were assimilated and became passers-by in the long river of history...

The Ming army won a great victory. Xiao Fan sent people to report the victory to the court and asked for the establishment of the Nuergan Commander's Office in the Daxinganling Mountains, and the establishment of the Suining Commander's Office in Ningxia and northern Suiyuan. The two departments each stationed tens of thousands of troops to the Daming border.

At this point, the thousand-mile grassland desert in northern China was all included in the territory of the Ming Dynasty, obeying the King of the Ming Emperor, and the Ming Dynasty's border reached the largest in China's history, extending to the Siberian Plain, directly bordering the Rakshasa Kingdom in the extreme north. Its territory was wide, far beyond the Qin, Han, Tang and Song dynasties, and the might of the army was so powerful that all nations surrendered.

The Northern Expedition Army had not yet set off. General Xiao Fan's evil eyes looked at the thorns in the west, and the Japanese that frequently invaded the southeast coast of the Ming Dynasty in the east...

In the fifth year of Jianwen, the drug lord Wang Gui went to Japan on behalf of the Emperor Daming Emperor. He had already returned to the Daning Mansion. Tens of thousands of Duoyan soldiers were charged into the Daming Emperor Daming Army. There was only one bare pole left. Tuluhuchal was on behalf of the Daming Emperor Daming Emperor. The two envoys presented the friendly specialty of Fushou Guard, Mahamu, the leader of Washou Guard, and the Muromachi shogun of Japan, respectively. Their Muromachi shogun, Ashikaga Yoshiman, a friendly specialty that represents the Ming Dynasty's friendship and harmony, Fushou Guard...

Given by His Majesty the Emperor of the Celestial Kingdom, the leader of the Watanabe and the general of the Japanese shogunate were almost exploding...

In October of the seventh year of Jianwen in the Ming Dynasty, Xiao Fan was ordered to lead troops to fight the west again. The war lasted for half a year. Without any suspense, he included the various divisions of Wastu into the Ming Dynasty and established the Hami Commander Command.

In June of the ninth year of Jianwen, the Emperor of Daming sent troops to "enter" Japan. Since the Kingdom of Daming was one of the fifteen unsuccessful countries that Emperor Taizu of the Ming Dynasty originally appointed, the Ming Dynasty sent troops to enter Japan not to attack Japan, but to be called "Investigation of Fushou Paste". After reporting, the Emperor of Daming of Daming discovered that Fushou Paste was not a good thing, so the troops must be sent to investigate and ban the destruction to prevent this evil material from flowing into the territory of Daming and poisoning the people of the Ming Dynasty...

What? Your shogun is addicted? The entire shogunate and ministers in Japan are addicted?... The Emperor of Ming Dynasty expressed his apology. We will check the gift carefully next time we send it. Of course, since the generals and ministers cannot quit, you will take good care of the longevity cream in your life. Our Ming Dynasty is full, the premise is that I, Ming Dynasty, must station troops on your territory forever, and... I heard that your Japanese specialty is silver? Silver is a good thing...

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The civil and military achievements advance in parallel. In the Jianwen year of the Ming Dynasty, there was a rare prosperous era after the Northern and Southern Song 100 years. The emperor and Confucian and Law were promoted at the same time, and the sages and kings were sages and outside, and the people were well-fed and well-fed, and the vassals and barbarians surrendered.

New Year’s Eve of the fifth year of Jianwen.

Emperor Zhu Yunwen went south and led all the civil and military officials of the court to the Xiao Mausoleum of Yingtian, Nanjing to worship in front of the tomb of Zhu Yuanzhang, the Emperor Taizu of the Ming Dynasty.

Zheng Yigong, Minister of Rites, stood in front of the tomb, and a sacrificial essay with four and six characters in a row, chanting with a loud and sharp sound.

Zhu Yunwen knelt in front of the tomb with his head down. On the left side of his back was his eldest son, Zhu Wenkui, who was officially enthroned in the third year of Jianwen. On the right side of his back, he was the minister and friend Xiao Fan, who had been with him for many years.

Under the yu stone steps behind the three of them, all the civil and military officials in the court were kneeling quietly below.

There is a drizzle in the sky, and a cold north wind whistles from time to time. The winter rain in Jiangnan is like a lover's gentle hand, lingering and affectionate.

On the altar, Zheng Yi, the Minister of Rites, was still reciting the content of the sacrificial text. Xiao Fan could not understand a single word. Zhu Yunwen, who was kneeling in the front, was also lost in his eyes and looked absent-minded. Obviously, he didn't listen much.

I don’t know how long it took, Zheng Yi bent down and whispered: “Your Majesty, Your Majesty! I have finished reading it. You should bow to Emperor Taizu Gao…”

Zhu Yunwen shook his head, came to his senses, was silent for a while, and ordered someone to light a brazier, then reached out to take a tray. Inside the tray, there was a rusty razor, a light yellow certificate, and a square-stacked gray monk robe.

His lost eyes stared at the three things in the tray. After a long time, Zhu Yunwen's eyes gradually shone with tears, but a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Grandfather, grandson has not let down your instructions. This country is managed by grandson. The power of the army and the strength of the country is not inferior to the Han, Tang and Song dynasties. The people are rich, the court is clear and bright, and all nations surrender... Grandson did not abandon the country you gave me. On the contrary, grandson made the Ming Dynasty stronger and stronger. Grandson did not need these three things that the emperor gave to grandson. Not only did grandson not need them, but my descendants were not needed. The family motto of my Zhu family has been passed down for generations. I will tell future generations that we will not be afraid of the enemy, nor will we avoid the enemy! Grandfather, grandson will return these three things to you now."

After muttering, Zhu Yunwen smiled in tears and gently threw the tray into the brazier.

The fire in the basin shone, swallowing them instantly.

As if he had fulfilled a wish, Zhu Yunwen looked at the flames in the basin shaking and licked them, and gently exhaled a breath of turbid air, and the spiritual platform suddenly became clear.

Xiao Fan knelt behind him, looked at him, but couldn't help but ask, "Your Majesty, so many people are watching, stop playing with fire...what are you burning?"

Zhu Yunwen said deeply: "What I burned... is nothing more than the past fear and cowardice, those shackles that have been stuck in my heart and cannot be liberated for a long time..."

After kowtowing respectfully to Xiaoling, Zhu Yunwen stood up and turned around to look at the dark and kneeling civil and military officials in front of him.

His eyes fell on Xiao Fan, and a strong sense of warmth appeared in Zhu Yunwen's eyes.

This common man, when he was in trouble and in danger inside and outside, could always see him, standing by his side so firmly, facing and taking on it together, but never complained, as if everything he did for him, the emperor, was supposed to be divided and born with the responsibility he should bear.

In the eyes of others, Zhu Yunwen is the emperor, the real dragon, and the common ruler of the world. He can only bow his head and bow down. In this world, only Xiao Fan looked at him, and never pleased or feared. After so many years, the shadow reflected in his deep eyes is still so pure and flawless, just like the shopkeeper of the restaurant when he first met in Jiangpu County...

Zhu Yunwen couldn't help but sigh. If it weren't for Xiao Fan, what would happen today? Or would it be the co-lord of heaven and earth above ten thousand people? Or was it the first prosperous monarch to create the Ming Dynasty? Without him, perhaps today, I would have fled in a gray monk robe to avoid the pursuit of the usurpation king...

I remembered the emperor's grandfather's warning that the emperor is lonely and a real lonely person, because the emperor must be heartless, and it is impossible for the emperor to have friends in his life...

Zhu Yunwen laughed silently, looked up at the gray sky, and said silently: "Grandfather, you are wrong, who said that the emperor cannot have friends? If the grandson did not have Xiao Fan, what would be the situation today? It seems that you, the wise and divine martial, are not all right..."

An indescribable ji movement and emotion surged into my heart. In front of all civil and military officials, Zhu Yunwen took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Xiao Fan."

"I'm here."

"Ping Yan Ni, collect Duoyan, drive away the Northern Yuan Dynasty, Nawa Tsing, expand my Ming Dynasty territory, strengthen my Ming army power, restore my Han Dynasty, Xiao Fan, all this is because of you..."

"I have to trust you all, and I dare not take credit for you."

Zhu Yunwen glanced at the ministers majesticly and said in a deep voice: "I am not blind, and all the civil and military officials in the court are not blind. Everyone sees everything you do. Today, in front of the tomb of Emperor Gao of the Ming Dynasty, I have an order..."

"...The British Duke Xiao Fan is loyal to the country and his contributions are in the country. I am determined to give Jin Xiao Qing the title of title... King Qi! Heirlooms and inherited the descendants for generations. Xiao Fan, when he pacified Yan, the battle to turn defeat into victory was Jinan's offensive and defense. In the battle of Jinan, you won beautifully, and I will give Jinan a fiefdom to you to commemorate your great contribution to the Ming Dynasty."

After Zhu Yunwen finished speaking for a while, none of the officials under the steps made a sound, and even Xiao Fan was stunned.

Being a king?

This... are you kidding? The king of the different surname, your Zhu family has been slandered, but now you have an extra king of the different surname... Are you not afraid of the divine drowning of the censors?

The officials kneeling on the steps were complicated and they were still silent. This emperor was too generous. Do you think of the prince of the Ming Dynasty as worthless rags? You just seal the seal and issued an order without even saying hello.

Many censors opened their mouths and objected. When they glanced at the corners of their eyes, they saw the crowd staring at them with cold eyes. The censors couldn't help but tremble for a moment, and suddenly thought of the ruthless measures hidden under Xiao Fan's seemingly gentle appearance. If he blocked his way to become a title today, how would he deal with me in the future?

Censors are not afraid of death. Their weakness is reputation, and they value reputation more than life. As we all know, Xiao Fan’s strength is to destroy people’s reputation. He will not beat, kill or scold, but will ruin your reputation. Life is worse than death...

Thinking about it, in just a few years, this young man led the imperial army to conquer cities and plunder land, winning every battle, expanding the territory of the Ming Dynasty by nearly one-third. Such great achievements in opening up the territory, even if he was granted a title of king, it seems... nothing wrong.

While the censors were still swaying in support and opposition, the jiān party members were very happy and bowed: "Your Majesty is wise, the pillars of the Kingdom of Qi are in the country, and the position of the king is well deserved! Long live my emperor, the king of Qi is thousands of years old-fashioned--"

Duke of England.

Now it has been changed to the Qi King's Palace. The people in the palace are full of joy. The eunuch palaces arranged from the palace are shuttled through it, and the palace is peaceful.

Zhu Yunwen looked at the beams in the main hall curiously, reached out to mark the height, then shook his head and said, "Xiao Shi read, your main hall is not good, it should be higher according to the system. It is better to order the Ministry of Works to send craftsmen to demolish and rebuild..."

Xiao Fan, wearing a dark yellow four-clawed golden dragon king robe, said with a bitter face: "Your Majesty, can you calm down? You are here to visit my house, so how can the guest demolish the owner's house as soon as he enters? My house is just like this, and there is no need to build it again..."
To be continued...