The two brothers, King Ning and King Yan, returned from visiting the Xiaoling Mausoleum on Purple Mountain and hurried to the palace.
After the King of Yan sent troops to put out the fire with all his strength, the fire was extinguished at this time, but there were still some remaining small fires burning. The sergeants, guards and eunuchs were still running back and forth to continue to put out the fire.
Zhu Di and Zhu Quan entered from the Fengtian Gate. Their eyes were filled with ashes and smoke. The two looked at each other and their hearts sank. He couldn't help but quicken his pace and ran forward quickly.
Ma Sanbao saw it at a glance and hurriedly greeted him: "Your Majesty!"
Zhu Di quickly asked: "Where is your Majesty?"
Ma Sanbao said softly: "My lord, please move to this compartment." As he said that, he led the way towards Jiaotai Hall.
At this time, everything was in a mess. The palaces that used to be majestic and spacious, with carved beams and painted buildings, had collapsed, leaving only black broken trees and dilapidated buildings. The ground was littered with sundries that everyone had struggled to grab, including vases, teacups, books, yaoqin, bronze tripods, etc., spread out all over the place.
In the midst of ashes, Wei Guogong stood motionless in despair, with several charred corpses in front of him. Standing next to him was Hai Shou, who also had a pale face.
Zhu Di and Zhu Quan were shocked and quickly walked up the steps to Xu Huizu's side.
There were five corpses on the ground, four large and one small. They were burnt black. Although their faces were indistinguishable, their bodies, clothing, and hair buns were also invisible. Their bodies were also burned and shrunk.
Ma Sanbao said softly: "This young one is the prince, and this is the queen. These three should be the Holy Lord and two attendants." After a pause, he said: "It turned out that King Huai and the Queen Mother escaped by chance at the residence of the eldest princess of Ning Kingdom. Pass."
Zhu Di looked at these black and charred corpses, his legs weakened and he fell to the ground, tears streaming down his face: "Your Majesty!"
Zhu Quan also looked miserable and shed tears.
No matter what, he is his nephew, his eldest brother's son, and his father's most beloved grandson. Originally, I just wanted to meet and have a pleasant quarrel or even a fight, but how could it happen like this? Zhu Quan has even thought about what he wants to ask these days. What he wants to say most is why he trusts Mr. Huang more than his uncle
Xu Huizu's eyes turned red when he saw King Ning of Yan. He rushed over and punched Zhu Di: "You traitor! You traitor who doesn't know the justice of the king and his ministers!" Zhu Di did not dodge and let him go. Punch down.
Zhu Quan couldn't stand it anymore, so he stopped and asked, "Wei Guogong, who set this fire?"
Xu Huizu was stunned: "Who let it go?"
Zhu Quan said: "Wei Guogong doesn't know who set the fire, but I know that it was us who put out the fire! Someone in this palace wants to harm the Holy One. Wang Zhi, the eunuch with a pen, begs us to save the Holy One! There are treacherous ministers in the former court and villains in the back court. How did you become a minister who cares about life? And Mei Consort! Do you feel ashamed?"
Xu Huizu was stunned and opened his mouth, but couldn't deny it. The emperor was young, so he and Mei Yin allowed him to listen to Qi Tai, Huang Zicheng, Fang Xiaoru, and use Li Jinglong to send an army of 500,000. They respected the emperor but also acted wisely to protect themselves. Mistake after mistake, we finally got to where we are today!
Xu Huizu fell to the ground, tears streaming down his face.
"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!" Wang Jinghong strode closer, followed by a young girl. It’s Zhien! Zhu Di was startled, thinking of lotus flowers, and looked at Ma Sanbao.
Ma Sanbao lowered his head and said softly: "Princess is at Tianxi Temple, and the temple is also on fire. I, I can't leave."
Zhu Di stamped his foot, and Ma Sanbao hurried out: "I'll go take a look first!"
Wang Jinghong met Zhien at Jinchuan Gate. Both of them were surprised and happy. Zhien chattered non-stop, saying, "I have grown taller in the past few years, the kimchi in Jiangnan is not delicious but the rice is not bad, the Xuanxin Xuanzhi in Tianxi Temple is so good, etc., Wang Jinghong" Listening with a smile all the way. Zhien said that the princess had a letter for King Yan, so Wang Jinghong led her to the palace. Although they knew that the palace was on fire, they were still shocked when they saw such a fire.
Zhu Di took Zhien's letter, tore it open, glanced at it, and frowned.
Zhu Quan stretched his head and took a look: "Goodbye, I ask you to take care of Hai Shou and Zhi En... Fourth brother, she wants to die!"
Zhu Di crumpled the letter into his palm with his big hand and hurried out of the palace. As he walked, he shouted loudly: "Brother Seventeen, stay here and put out all the remaining fire. Jinghong, help Prince Ning."
Zhien Haishou looked at each other and hurriedly chased King Yan. When they arrived at Fengtianmen, King Yan's tall horse had already galloped far away. The two of them rushed to Tianxi Temple in a hurry.
Zhu Di urged his horse to gallop, with mixed feelings in his heart. The joy of success and elation at the moment of entering the city disappeared.
The emperor is dead! Was it me who forced him to death? But I don’t want him to die, he is my nephew!
Father! Brother! Don't blame me! There's a fire in the palace. I don't know why. I've tried my best to put out the fire!
However, if you go back to three years ago, if you had to do it all over again, would you change your decision? Will you give up this fight
Won't. There were no other options on the day. Go to Beijing to beg for mercy? That's not a choice.
You have come step by step in three years. Is there anything too much? War always kills people. The soldiers of the imperial court should be lucky that they encountered their own Yan army. What if they were the brutal Mongols
The lotus is going to die too, why? That day Ma Sanbao came back and spoke hesitantly. Maybe you blame me a little? What killings and blood.
Alas, she is always a little resentful after not being with her these years, right? I've been frozen in the tower for so long, but I'm lucky to have survived.
I must compensate her properly in the future and never let her suffer again. She misses her hometown and wants to treat North Korea well.
That day when I passed through Zhangjiakou, her shy and smiling words of "people's girls don't dare", her jade-like face blushing a little, and her radiant smile just like the sunshine in winter, make people's hearts shudder every time they think about it. As long as she can smile like that, I can do anything she wants.
King Yan has always been decisive in killing and never hesitates. Thinking of the lotus at this moment, I feel a little worried about gain and loss, and feel in a daze.
After thinking wildly, Zhu Di arrived at Tianxi Temple and was stunned when he saw it.
Countless monks were sitting and standing at the door, all with charcoal stains on their bodies and faces. The mountain gate was gone, with only the black half of the doorframe lying on the ground. The Main Hall, Sutra Pavilion, and Guanyin Hall were all burned down, leaving only a pile of ashes on the ground. Even the Shenggan Tower has only a few broken sections left, with lingering smoke still rising.
Ma Sanbao was lying on a broken wall, scraping rocks and bricks with a group of monks. Zhu Di recognized the two old monks in the lead as Xuan Xin Xuan Zhi.
Zhu Di walked over blankly. Ma Sanbao glanced at Zhu Di without saying a word or showing any expression. He continued to scratch like flying. His whole body was soaked with sweat and his hands were full of blisters.
Zhu Di suddenly leaned down and started digging like crazy.
Finally, several large pieces of huge wood were dug out and taken away, and finally, the dark bricks were removed one by one. What was exposed were two charred and deformed corpses, each huddled together. Only one could be seen slightly larger and the other slightly smaller.
"Princess!" Ma Sanbao screamed miserably and fell into the charcoal. There was a crackling sound, and the ashes on the ground were still hot, igniting Ma Sanbao's military uniform and burning his knees. Ma Sanbao was unaware and burst into tears.
"Empress!" Xuanxin Xuanzhi also burst into tears. Even if he has practiced for many years, how can he be ruthless
Zhu Di's mind went blank.
Two big hands subconsciously stretched out and then retracted. No, this dark thing is not her. She likes blue clothes, light blue. In the golden desert, on the green grassland, the clothes are flying.
Drops of water fall into the dust, what are they? Are they tears? Are they the tears of my King Yan
"Princess!" "Princess!" There were two more screams, and Hai Shou Zhien rushed over, sobbing.
Zhu Di thought of that frosty and dew-heavy morning, when Zhien came to find his master; the sound of whips on the streets of Datong Prefecture, and the lotus found Haishou. These two were her relatives, but she finally left them and asked herself to take care of them.
Do you just believe me that much? There was a wry smile on Zhu Di's lips, how did you know I could hold on? If it weren't for your Glazed Pagoda, wouldn't I have already lost my mind and gone crazy
Glazed Tower! What about the Glazed Tower
Zhu Di asked Zhien anxiously: "Princess, did you take Liuli Pagoda with you when you went out today?"
Zhien nodded stupidly: "The princess takes it with her, she takes it with her every day."
Ma Sanbao was also shocked. He quickly turned the two dark corpses over and inspected them carefully. He said excitedly: "Your Majesty! No!"
Xuanxin thought for a while: "There is an underground palace in this tower..."
"Dig quickly!" Several people started digging desperately. More monks came up to dig together.
Finally, I saw the entrance to the underground palace. The big bluestone slab was still firmly covered. Xuanxin touched the stone ball that opened the stone door, and the bluestone slab slowly opened. Everyone walked down the stone steps and walked through the stone corridor in the cold air. There were three more stone doors in succession. Xuan Xin opened them one by one and entered the underground palace. Ma Sanbao shook the flint, and Xuanzhi lit the oil lamp.
Under the dim lights, the golden Ashoka Tower stands in the middle. The various gems on the tower are still dazzling under the dim light. Right above the Asoka Pagoda, standing upright, is the Glazed Pagoda, the already transparent Glazed Pagoda. The colorful rays of light swirled rapidly, trying to break through the tower and come out.
Zhu Di approached slowly, took the glazed tower and held it carefully in his palm. When she first saw the Glazed Pagoda, she was reciting the Ksitigarbha Sutra in front of the tower with tears in her eyes. She called her Little Lian Girl.
But she finally left, left!
Ma Sanbao approached and called out softly: "Your Majesty!" Zhu Di turned his head and looked at him, seeing his eyes full of affirmation. Zhu Di's mind gradually cleared up. He asked and looked at Ma Sanbao. Ma Sanbao nodded.
Yes, since she was determined to live and die with the emperor, if she left, she would definitely be with the emperor. Zhu Yunwen is not dead. They left together.
It turns out that this city defeat only fulfilled her and him.
A bitter smile appeared on the corner of Zhu Di's mouth. Then let yourself be this lonely person.
The next day, headed by Ning Wang Zhu Quan, the vassal kings and civil and military ministers went to court many times to request King Yan to ascend the throne. Zhu Di just ignored it. Until June 17, King Yan could not resist and ascended the throne. The following year (AD 1403), the reign name was Yongle, so he was called Yongle Emperor. Because the temple was called Taizong of the Ming Dynasty, it was later changed to Chengzu of the Ming Dynasty.
Zhu Di sat on the golden throne, looking down at the civil and military officials with mixed feelings.
Suddenly, there was a burning sensation in his arms. Zhu Di reached out and took out the glazed tower. He saw the colorful colors inside the tower whirling rapidly, whirling, suddenly breaking through the top of the tower, spurting out, illuminating the entire hall. There was a dazzling light, and the glazed tower on his palm disappeared.
Zhu Di looked at his empty palms with another wry smile on his lips.
Not long after Emperor Yongle ascended the throne, the titles of King Min and King Zhou and Qi were restored one after another. King Ning didn't want to go outside the Great Wall anymore, so he was entrusted to Nanchang and became his free immortal.
Qi Tai Huang Zicheng Fang Xiaoru Tiexian was killed and his clan was wiped out.
Sheng Yong surrendered safely and was used.
Li Jinglong was still the Duke of Cao. He was dismissed from the title in the second year of Yongle. He was later placed under house arrest and had all his property confiscated. He died in the last year of Yongle. Xu Huizu was still the Duke of Wei, and died of illness in the fifth year of Yongle. Mei Yin was still the Prince Consort, and he drowned in the third year of Yongle. Historians still debate whether the three deaths were normal.
Dao Yan was renamed Yao Guangxiao, and he was worshiped as the Prince's Young Master by the philanthropic scholar. Zhu Neng was granted the title of Duke. Zhang enveloped Marquis Longping.
Zhang Yu pursued the title of Rong Guogong. Xu Zengshou was granted the title of Duke Ding.
Zhien married Zhu Di and became the famous concubine of Yongle Dynasty. After Queen Xu died of illness, Zhu Di never appointed another queen.
Hai Shou attached himself to Emperor Yongle and stayed with Zhi En in the palace. Returned to North Korea seven times to look for Princess Yining.
After Ma Sanbao was given the surname Zheng and became Zheng He, he led Wang Jinghong and Hou Xian on seven voyages to the West. However, year after year, after searching all over the world, Emperor Jianwen and Princess Yining could not be found.
King Li Bangyuan of Korea and King Ashikaga Yoshimitsu of Japan were both canonized again after Yongle ascended the throne. Zhu Di also specifically ordered Li Fangyuan to "unexpect Jianwen to be a traitor and threaten him, and the palace will be burned by himself", explaining that Zhu Yunwen was not the one who harmed him.
Emperor Jianwen was later given the posthumous title "Emperor Rang", which meant that he voluntarily gave up the throne to Emperor Yongle.
In the 22nd year of Ming Dynasty Chengzu's reign, "with great power and virtue, guests from all over the world were submissive, and nearly thirty countries were ordered to pay tribute. The territory was so vast that it stretched far away from the Han and Tang Dynasties. Successful men and powerful men were outstanding and prosperous." This is The most prosperous and powerful twenty-two years in Chinese history. Chengzu of the Ming Dynasty was revered by successive Ming emperors as "the immortal ancestor" for his achievements, ranking alongside Taizu of the Ming Dynasty.
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On the large red sandalwood carving chi dragon table, there are newly completed illustrations of temples and pagodas spread out. Zhu Di looked at everything carefully, and Ma Sanbao said carefully: "Your Majesty! I have carefully checked that the layout of the temple is based on the temple in the desert sky, and the pagoda is exactly the same as the glazed pagoda."
Zhu Di didn't answer, but still looked at it carefully. After a while, he picked up his pen and painted on the tower.
Ma Sanbao asked: "Add wind chimes?" He knew that wind chimes could not replace her soft and melodious voice, but how could he resolve the Holy Spirit's infatuation? Over the years, I have searched all over the country from south to north, from east to west, across North Korea and even across the Annan Sea, but there is no trace of her.
Zhu Di nodded slightly but said nothing. After lighting the wind chime, he looked at it carefully, changed to a purple pen, and neatly wrote "The First Tower".
Ma Sanbao praised: "The Glazed Pagoda is worthy of it, of course it is the first tower!"
Zhu Di thought for a long time and wrote "Da Baoen Temple".
Ma Sanbao looked at it and smiled and said: "This is a very good gift from the Holy One! If it weren't for the Glazed Pagoda and the Buddha's blessing, where would this Yongle prosperous age come from? It's really 'Buddha bless Yanxing'! We really have to take advantage of the Buddha's kindness. repay!"
Zhu Di smiled slightly, looked at the picture, and remained silent.
The towering pagodas and grand and vast temples seem to be on that summer afternoon in the desert, covering the entire sky and overlooking the grains of yellow sand.
And her pale blue figure ran towards the pagoda, stubbornly refusing to return.
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The main characters in this book appear again in "Singing Deer Ming", continuing the legendary story!