Chapter 84: Are you tiring this silly boy?
When the ceremonial officer handed the brazier to Zhu Yunwen, Zhu Yunwen's heart exploded on the spot.
He looked at his mother with reluctance, his angry eyes seemed to be silently questioning, didn't you tell me before that I would be the one to break the brazier!
Mrs. Lu was also stunned, her mind was full of confusion. When she saw her son's questioning eyes, she was even more flustered and at a loss.
why is it like this?
The people from the Ministry of Rites clearly told me that the chosen one was Zhu Yunwen, and even the ceremonial manual had been printed. How come it turned out to be Zhu Yunhuan in the end?
Reluctantly, Lu took a step forward and bowed to the Minister of Rites Zhao Mian.
"Minister Zhao, is this a mistake? I heard that the one drafted by the Ministry of Rites was not Zhu Yunwen?"
When Zhao Mian heard this, he felt depressed and he also wanted to know why!
It was clear that the Ministry of Rites had drafted the document for Zhu Yunwen, so why did His Majesty change it to Zhu Yunhuan in the latest instruction he sent yesterday?
Zhao Mian had a good impression of Lu, or rather, the entire civil service group had a good impression of Lu.
This is not only because Lu came from a prominent family, but also because of her reputation for virtue both inside and outside the palace, and because she raised such an outstanding grandson for the Ming Dynasty.
Therefore, when facing Lu's inquiry, even though Zhao Mian knew it was inappropriate , he still gave a subtle hint.
"Your Highness, this matter has never been finalized. The Ministry of Rites has only discussed it internally before. The final result still needs to be seen..."
When Mrs. Lu saw Zhao Mian looking at the beams of the house, she immediately understood.
This must have been that old guy's idea!
It’s just that this old guy has become confused. Instead of anointing my son, such an outstanding grandson, as the emperor, he actually fell in love with this unruly and uneducated wild child?
Seeing that Lu's face changed slightly, Zhao Mian hurriedly reminded her.
"Don't worry, Your Highness."
"With the border troubles still lingering, it is inevitable that Your Majesty will not have time to take care of some things."
When Lu heard what Zhao Mian said, she suddenly thought of Lan Yu's arrogant behavior just now.
This matter must be related to that old bastard Lan Yu!
If Your Majesty changed his mind temporarily because he was afraid of Lan Yu's power and wanted to use it to appease the Huaixi nobles, it would make sense.
Thinking of this, Mrs. Lu couldn't help but clench her son's hand, and secretly comforted herself in her heart, we still have a chance, when that old dog Lan Yu is no longer useful, the old guy will naturally not keep him as a scourge!
Zhu Yunhuan did not have the complicated thoughts like Lu and the others. He just felt extremely aggrieved at the moment. Everyone bullied him, a child without a father or a mother, and made him do all the hard work!
There is Zhu Yunwen who is older than him, why can't he share some of the burden?
Zhu Yunhuan walked out of the hall holding the brazier in his arms, looking miserable. The military generals outside the door were of course shocked, while the civil officials were collectively dumbfounded.
For a moment, various emotions such as surprise, unwillingness, anger, and questioning flashed across their faces.
how so?
How could it be him?
Does he deserve it?
There was an imperial censor who was in a very hot-tempered mood. He immediately became angry and came before the emperor to question him angrily.
"May I ask, Your Majesty, why is it His Royal Highness the Third Grandson holding the brazier?"
"It is reasonable and logical for Zhu Yunwen to do this, right?"
Upon hearing this, Old Zhu snorted in his heart, secretly memorized the man's appearance, and thought about sending him to Yunnan to eat mushrooms after the funeral!
"Your Majesty, you have to give me an explanation now!"
"This is unfair to His Royal Highness Chang Sun!"
The Imperial Censors of the Ming Dynasty were a very special group. They were of low rank but powerful. They had the privilege of reporting rumors and could even point out the emperor's mistakes.
Of course, few people have the courage to find fault with Lao Zhu.
But if there are one or two such people, they are tough guys who are not afraid of death.
Even Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang had a headache with this kind of people.
Just kill it, it will bring shame to yourself and help others.
Keep it, it will disgust yourself but help others.
No matter how you look at it, both are at a disadvantage. One is a disadvantage during one's lifetime, and the other is a disadvantage after one's death.
Fortunately, Old Zhu no longer expected to have a good reputation after his death, so when dealing with this disobedient imperial envoy, his methods were still very severe.
However, before Zhu Yuanzhang could speak, Lan Yu, who was standing at the front of the line of military officers, could not help it and started to scold the imperial censor.
"Who are you saying is unqualified?"
"Zhu Yunhuan's maternal grandfather was the Prince of Kaiping, and his biological mother was Crown Princess Jingyi. No matter how you look at it, he is a legitimate son. Why do you have no qualifications when it comes to you?"
"In your eyes, is it true that the dead Crown Princess is no longer the Crown Princess, and the dead Prince Kaiping is no longer the Prince Kaiping?"
"According to this inference, the deceased prince is not a prince anymore?"
"I did not say!"
"Old Lan Yu, stop slandering me!"
Old Zhu looked at the gloomy sky and spoke to try to be a peacemaker.
"There's no point in arguing about this. It's going to rain soon, so let's send the prince off as soon as possible!"
The imperial envoy was already hanging his head like a defeated rooster after being rebuked by Lan Yu. After hearing what Your Majesty said, he immediately took the opportunity to retreat and returned to the team.
Seeing that the guy had left, Lan Yu glanced at his nephew with a sense of pride. The meaning was clear: it depends on the support of his uncle. No one can snatch such a good thing away from him!
When Zhu Yunhuan saw Lan Yu's expression, an inexplicable melody sounded in his mind.
Listen to me saying thank you, because of you, I started with a basin?
Although Zhu Yunhuan was extremely depressed, he still had to follow the instructions of the ceremonial officer like a puppet and hold the brazier step by step.
"The filial son smashes the pot!"
"fall!"
Zhu Yunhuan held the brazier high and smashed it fiercely towards the ground. Then, with a "crack", the brazier was smashed to pieces.
There are some rules to breaking pots, the more broken they are, the better.
Therefore, the moment the brazier broke into pieces, everyone stared at the fragments on the ground, especially some imperial censors in the civil service sequence, their eyes widened, trying to find some material to write an article.
However, at this moment everyone noticed that the sky changed, and the originally gray ground suddenly became bright.
Everyone looked up at the sky in astonishment, only to see that the sky, which had been covered with dark clouds just a moment ago, had suddenly revealed half a sun!
The sun is like an eye opened by God, quietly gazing at the countless creatures below.
Old Zhu also looked up at the sky, staring at it in a daze.
At this moment, someone in the crowd who did not want to reveal his name, Erhu, shouted loudly, shocking everyone.
"Your Majesty, this is auspicious!"
"Just as the emperor's grandson broke the pot, the sky cleared up. This is the way for our uncle to ascend to heaven!"
When the generals heard this, they were all shocked. Their chests seemed to be on fire, and they looked eagerly at the half-exposed sun in the sky. Then, they all bowed to Old Zhu, speaking in an irregular and uncoordinated manner.
"Congratulations, Your Majesty! Congratulations, Your Majesty!"
"The filial piety of the emperor's grandson moved heaven and earth, and auspicious signs from heaven are coming to help the crown prince ascend to heaven, woo woo woo..."
Why do we say it is not uniform? Because only when Fu Youde says something can the others follow suit.
The cultural level of the military generals is average. Although Fu Youde also graduated from a junior college, he has been self-taught over the years and has initially acquired the cultural level of a student.
Therefore, he would be the lead singer in every important occasion.
Lan Yu shouted these words along with the others, and when he saw that there was no response from the civil servants, he immediately became unhappy.
What do you mean? My nephew fell down and found a sunny day, but you didn’t even come to congratulate him!
"Why don't you say anything? Don't you think this is a good omen?"
After hearing this, the civil servants felt as uncomfortable as if they had eaten fly shit, and wailed in their hearts.
That’s our word!
In the past, when it came to flattering the emperor, you guys would only react after we had said it!
But why are we a beat slower today?
A group of civil servants looked at Zhu Yunhuan with resentment. Although they were unwilling to admit it, they had to say that this grandson's luck was really damn good.
With a snap, a sunny day suddenly appeared!
When the Minister of Rites saw Zhu Yuanzhang looking towards the civil officials, he quickly winked at a group of stunned colleagues. Only then did they cheer and congratulate His Majesty and the auspicious sign.
After the civil officials came the congratulations from the delegations of princes and princes, followed by the congratulations from the main hall of the Prince's Mansion and the imperial guards and attendants outside the palace.
Although many people have not seen the scene of pot-smashing, it is always right to follow suit.
Lao Zhu was so excited that he almost cried. This was God’s instruction, proving that his choice was right!
Otherwise, how come this silly grandson could create a sunny sky with just a bang and also create a road to heaven for his father!
Old Zhu was so excited that he listened to the thunderous congratulations. He seemed to really feel that destiny was waving to him. He also saw the emperor's soul ascending to a very high and far place...
Seeing that the atmosphere was almost mobilized, Zhao Mian immediately stuffed a soul-calling banner into Zhu Yunhuan's hand, and then shouted loudly to wake the spirit.
After the cry of "raise the spirit", seventy-two carefully selected strong men in brocade clothes carried the coffin of Prince Yiwen out of the hall , and followed Zhu Yunhuan who was waving the soul-calling banner.
"The dead ascend to heaven, and filial sons lead the way!"
Zhu Yunhuan was carrying the banner and looking at the sky depressedly. Why did God let the sun clear up for no reason? Wouldn't someone be sunburned to death along the way?
The same goes for those officials who flatter the emperor. They can relate everything to auspicious signs and have no bottom line at all. Let's see if they will still brag about auspicious signs when they are exposed to the sun!
When Zhu Yunhuan walked out of the palace and heard the sincere cries of the people outside the palace gate, his mentality gradually changed.
The funeral procession came out of the Prince's Mansion, passed through Hongwu Gate and Zhengyang Gate, bypassed Shanchuantan, and passed through Xiaolingwei. Along the way, every household set up tents and incense tables in front of their doors for worship.
The cries of people on both sides of the road were endless, and a team of up to 100,000 people closely followed the funeral procession, crying and throwing paper money all over the sky.
Amid the flying paper money, a sentence suddenly flashed through Zhu Yunhuan's mind.
Heaven sees as the people see, Heaven hears as the people hear, Heaven cries as the people cry...
He didn't remember having read this in a book in his previous life, but what he had seen along the way gave him a new understanding of this sentence.
Zhu Biao must have some extraordinary qualities to be loved by so many people. It is a blessing in life to be able to support such a kind and righteous person!
After realizing this, Zhu Yunhuan changed his previous perfunctory attitude and seriously played the role of a filial son. Even though he had no image of Zhu Biao in his mind at all, it did not prevent him from respecting this person with all his heart.
After passing Xiaolingwei, there was a rugged mountain road. It was impossible for too many people to pass on the mountain road. Not only did most of the troops who were attending the funeral stay behind, but even the civilians who were accompanying the funeral were stopped outside the mountain road.
Only Zhu's personal troops, court officials, nobles, princes, and princes were qualified to go up the mountain.
The way up the mountain was not easy to walk on. Zhu Yunhuan trudged along, taking , relying on his last breath to hold on.
If it weren't for the spiritual baptism from the people along the way, he might have quit his job long ago.
Just then Erhu came running over and said to Zhu Yunxun who was carrying the banner.
"The Emperor has ordered His Highness Yunhuan to hand the banner to your second brother. The Emperor said that he will be the one to carry the banner for the rest of his life."
The ministers around were shocked when they heard this, and even those with quick minds had already started to think about it.
Each person carries a section...
Does His Majesty the Emperor's move imply that the throne will be passed on to the younger brother after the elder brother dies?
Mrs. Lu was also suddenly stunned, and for a moment she couldn't understand what the old man was thinking.
Only Zhu Yunwen wiped away the gloom on his face, jumped in front of Zhu Yunhuan excitedly and stretched out his hand.
“Bring it here!”
"Grandpa Emperor said that I can lead the way back!"
Zhu Yunhuan looked at his second brother in surprise, wondering if the child had cried himself silly. It was just carrying a banner, how could it be a good job?
Anyway, he had no intention of hitting the banner, and seeing Zhu Yunwen being so enthusiastic, he handed the banner to the other party without hesitation.
Zhu Yunwen excitedly took the soul-calling banner, then carried it on his shoulder with a proud look on his face, and walked at the front of the team with high spirits.
However, after he raised the banner, Erhu leaned over and picked up Zhu Yunhuan, then walked towards the imperial sedan chair at the back and put him on Zhu's carriage.
This sudden change not only dumbfounded the crying Lu family, but also bewildered the civil and military officials along the way, as well as a number of vassal kings.
Isn't it too obvious that His Majesty is biased?
Zhu Yunhuan was left to shoulder the responsibilities of the people, and he earned all the good reputation, and only then did he think of his other grandson...
Mrs. Lu cursed loudly in her heart, wishing she could rush forward, snatch the banner from her son's hand and stomp it to pieces on the ground!
This old guy is such a bully!
The scene of the people attending the funeral along the way made Chang's evildoer carry the banner. Now that they were in the mountains and there were only a few people left, it was their son's turn!
Are you tiring this silly boy?
What's even more outrageous is that he even carried his grandson into the car. Who is he trying to offend?
