Longevity Begins with Jinyiwei

The snow was getting bigger and bigger, and the entire capital was covered with a thick layer of snow.

It seems that since the end of the Ming Dynasty, this winter has become more and more cold. The so-called good years of snow and snow seems to be just a legend. The increasingly extreme cold has never brought a good year.

People, in this increasingly cold and extreme winter, it is also more and more difficult.

Fortunately, today is different from the past, and the people all know that today's Zhaowu Emperor is not only good at fighting, but also very good to them and the people.

In this winter, what the people need is nothing more than three things, food to satisfy their stomachs, cloth to keep warm, and coal to save their lives!

And these things, there are always some daring people every year, every year, the Beijing vegetable market is full of people.

The ones who killed were naturally profiteers who hoarded the goods, and officials who colluded with profiteers.

The bureaucrats are full of complaints, dare not speak out, the emperor's reputation for murderous violence has already spread all over the world.

And the commercial houses in the inner court all over the capital, all kinds of goods are sold at a fair price, and the old man is not deceived.

For the common people, the big truth does not understand too much, but,

Who is good to them and who wants to harm them, of course, it is clear to see.

The name of the Holy Monarch has already spread in this capital and in this great world.

"Holy Monarch..."

In the carriage, listening to the discussions of the people outside the window, the little emperor muttered to himself.

Traveling from Quanzhou, after passing through several provinces in the south of the Yangtze River, wherever he goes, there is no end to the war, and no one is full of people.

There are too many tragedies that he has never seen before, wantonly impacting his worldview.

When stepping into the land of Daheng, it is a completely different scene.

He remembered that when he was in the court, he heard the most words, that is, that Emperor Zhaowu was tyrannical and ruthless, the heavens brought disasters, the red land was thousands of miles away, and the people could not live.

But...even though the natural disasters continued, but...the people didn't seem to be struggling to survive.

Government organizations, or repair water conservancy, or build roads.

The common people have more fields, and the government has food for relief. Although it is difficult, it is a thriving scene.

The people didn't seem to be complaining about the gods, but instead, there was a sound of praise.

He remembered that since he was aware of the matter, the north seemed to be a continuous natural disaster, and it became more and more violent, and the civil unrest seemed to never stop.

The reason for the change in the past was also the civil unrest under the influence of natural disasters.

In the past few years, the natural disasters in the north have become more and more terrifying, but the civil unrest... Except for this turmoil in Shaanxi, he doesn't seem to have heard of it again.

As for the enemy of the frontier, the Later Jin has been destroyed, Liaodong has become Liao Province, and Mongolia has repeatedly retreated...

Turning the tide again and again, brilliant victories under the sky again and again...

"Ha ha…"

Xiao Tianzi chose a comfortable seat to sit on, recalling what he had seen and heard along the way, combined with what he had seen and heard over the years, but he couldn't help but chuckle, the corners of his mouth showed a touch of unspeakable bitterness.

He kind of understood.

But, I understand, how can...

The carriage slowly moved forward on the thick snow, and the capital, which had already turned into a snow city, also revealed its prototype in the wind and snow.

The news of King Shou's arrival in Beijing quickly spread to the eyes and ears of all parties in the wind and snow.

Under the peeping of eyes, King Shou's Emperor Jiujia also slowly walked towards the vacant Shouwang Mansion.

It was not until the gates of Shouwang's mansion were closed that the peeping eyes slowly retreated.

As for the nine drivers of the day, it was replaced by an ordinary carriage. The little emperor, who had just entered the mansion, sat in the ordinary carriage and quietly went to the palace.

In the wind and snow, the wheels left a deep trace in the palace, extending from the palace gate all the way to the Qianqing Palace.

In the carriage, the little emperor looked at the familiar Miyagi, and there was a rare daze between the faces that did not fit his age.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty..."

Wang Chengen was a little worried.

"I...I'm all right."

The little emperor shook his head, looking through the car window to the towering temple.

Although it is still far apart, the little emperor knows that it is the Palace of Heavenly Purity, which used to be the seat of the emperor of the Ming Dynasty and the imperial power of the Ming Dynasty.

Once, he also grew up there.

It was also there that his father, the emperor, personally handed him over to his Uncle Li.

The former Duke of Qin of Ming Dynasty, now... the founding emperor of Daheng.

"Your Highness, here we are."

In front of the Qianqing Palace, the carriage stopped, and the eunuch's voice followed.

The little emperor was stunned, Wang Chengen immediately stepped forward, opened the car door, and then helped the little emperor to get off the carriage.

Stopping in front of the hall, the gate of Qianqing Palace was already open, and what came into the little emperor's field of vision was a familiar but unfamiliar towering figure.

Just like in memory, so stalwart, so, seems to be able to suppress everything in the world.

The little emperor opened his mouth, and the words came to his mouth, but he couldn't say anything.

At this moment, looking at Brother Chun, who has grown into a half-sized child, a complex color flashed in the eyes of the emperor.

The Son of Heaven did not say a word, turned around, and walked towards the hall. All the eunuchs and palace ladies in the hall left the hall, and finally stood outside the hall in the wind and snow.

Seeing this, Wang Chengen's steps also stopped, looking at the little emperor who walked into the hall, his eyes couldn't hide his worries.

boom…

The door of the hall was closed, and the wind and snow that poured into it suddenly disappeared, and the hall was instantly silent.

After a long silence, the emperor said slowly:

"Since you're back, just stay at ease and stop worrying."

Little Tianzi is **** for tat:

"Raised in captivity for a lifetime, are you happy or not?"

The emperor looked at the young emperor's mature appearance that did not match his age. After a long silence, he said, "For you, Brother Chun, this is the best choice."

The little emperor looked around at this Qianqing Palace, which was very familiar to him, and he smiled: "I grew up here, and I grew up here, and it's also you, teach me how to be an emperor, even I, this self-proclaimed, is also You taught me!"

"But in the end, everything I had was taken away by you, I tried my best to escape to Jiangnan, and I was ordered by you to destroy everything. Now you tell me that captivity for a lifetime is the best choice for me? "

The little emperor seemed a little hysterical and collapsed to the ground. At this moment, he seemed to vent all the gloom in the past.

The emperor was silent. After a long time, the little emperor seemed to gather his mood. The tears in the corners of his eyes were not dry, and then he looked at the silent emperor Daheng:

"Even if the queen mother did not poison, would you still usurp the throne?"

The emperor is still silent, this point, UU reading www. uukanshu. com He's not sure, but it seems... he's sure again.

One thing is clear.

If he just wants to be a paper painter for Daming, and continue Daming's national fortune for dozens or hundreds of years,

He might be able to be a loyal minister.

But the reality is that he reached the peak step by step and gave up everything he wanted to pursue.

The reality is that he bears the fate of this country and nation with one hand. Can he still watch the same mistakes that must be repeated after decades of tinkering with the national fortunes?

He must be unwilling!

If the right is not in his hands, there is no right, and there is no obligation, and perhaps, he will not care about the future.

But having assumed the right, how could he just sit back and do nothing.

The reality is that if he wants to avoid the endless misery in the future, he must be drastic and must be reversed from the source.

And all of this is definitely not something that a courtier can do. Even if it is done reluctantly, it is inevitable that people will die and the government will die.

The fate of the powerful minister is doomed.

Even if he carefully taught this Emperor Jingwu, even Emperor Jingwu would support everything he did.

But Daming's system is doomed to be impossible.

Perhaps, without the stupidity of the Queen Mother Zhou, there will be other stupid people who can endure it once, twice, and three times...

But...there's always a time when things can't be done!

Usurping is inevitable.

Only by usurping the throne can he completely rebuild everything and do what he wants to do.

"Feel sorry."

The Emperor took a deep breath and spoke slowly.

The little emperor got up without saying a word, turned around slowly, and walked out of the hall.

The emperor silently watched the leaving little emperor, and there was a rare look of sadness in his eyes.

He is worthy of the people of the world, but he is the only one who is ashamed of these two fathers and sons.

But he... was powerless.