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In the Fengtian Palace, Zhu Yunwen listened to Qi Tai's report, looking a little dazed.
King Yan, are you really raising an army
The troops really started to rise!
Moreover, a memorial was issued, stating that he was seeking peace from heaven and wanted to eradicate the two "evils" of Qi Tai and Huang Zicheng, and that he was at odds with these two "treacherous ministers". Zhu Yunwen looked at the memorial on the case, his handwriting so vigorous that it penetrated the back of the paper. When King Yan wrote this memorial, he was not feeling guilty but angry
How could it become like this
Qi Tai continued: "Your Majesty! King Yan is coming with great force. Most of the troops stationed in the north are the old troops of King Yan. They are easily bewitched by King Yan's evil words and surrender. I beg your Majesty to quickly send out the Zhili army and severely punish the traitors!"
Huang Zicheng took a step forward: "Your Majesty! What King Yan said about 'Fengtian Jingnan' is just his excuse. King Yan is ambitious and has long coveted the world!"
Yeah? Zhu Yunwen thought of King Yan's sad face and respectful behavior in the provincial palace a few months ago. They talked eloquently about Mongolia and knew Northern Xinjiang well; and in the Jinshen Palace, the uncle and nephew smiled knowingly...
Mei Yin stepped forward and said: "Your Majesty! King Yan has been affectionate since he was a child. A few months ago in the capital, he was dissatisfied with your Majesty's handling of several vassal kings. He was especially sad about the death of King Xiangxian. Now there is the matter of King Min of Qi. , King Yan must be resentful of the imperial court for this." He paused and said, "I am afraid that I will follow in the footsteps of King Qi. Therefore, I dare not come to the capital, and would rather fight at my back."
Xu Huizu agreed: "Mei Prince Consort is right! King Yan values love and always protects his shortcomings. Although his sister-in-law Xu Xiu committed a serious crime, King Yan must not have handed her over to the Third Division. My sister, Princess Yan, must have also contributed to the flames." Duke Guo of Wei knew that the ministers in the court did not say much because of him, so he simply made it clear himself.
Zhu Yunwen nodded. The two people's analysis was reasonable. Five younger brothers were punished within one year, and King Yan must have been sad and nervous. But these five vassal kings are all guilty of crimes, and I have not wronged them!
At this time, there was a noise outside Fengtian Palace. Zhu Yunwen frowned and saw that Wang Zhi had already come in and reported: "Your Majesty! It's King Gu who has fled back from his own land. He said he is worried that King Yan's war will affect the Xuanfu."
Zhu Yunwen frowned: "King Xuangu enters the palace."
Valley King Zhu Su is the nineteenth son of Taizu and is twenty-one years old this year. In the 28th year of Hongwu's reign, the town of Xuanfu was established, about four hundred miles away from Peiping. It was a key place controlling the desert behind Nanping and Peiping. After King Gu took office, he expanded the walls of Xuanhua City, built a pass with seven gates for both offense and defense along the city, and built a 130-mile Great Wall from Changyukou to Dajingmen to guard the border against enemies. He thought he was a capable fighter, but he was so frightened that he ran back to the capital as soon as the war started in Peiping.
The King of Valley went up to the palace, knelt on the ground, and worshiped: "Long live my emperor! May your majesty forgive me for leaving without permission!" His brocade clothes were wrinkled, his hat was a little tattered, and his body was covered with dew and grass clippings. . Apparently he fled back in fright.
Zhu Yunwen looked at this uncle and couldn't bear it. Although running away from battle is a serious crime, what about him who hasn't been beaten yet? After hesitating for a moment, he said warmly: "Uncle, please get up."
Zhu Su got up with great gratitude. Qi Tai stepped forward and asked, "Has King Gu seen the Yan army?"
Zhu Su patted the weeds on his body, still looking a little frightened: "The rebels haven't reached Xuan Mansion yet, but Xiao Wang encountered them on the road when he went south. Fortunately, I hid quickly." Qi Tai felt a little disdainful. As the King of Valley and the uncle of the current Emperor, it is really disgraceful to not only face the enemy vigorously to defend the family and the country, but to abandon the fiefdom and run back to the capital. Your Majesty actually didn't blame me. .
Seeing the looks on Qitai's and other ministers' faces, Zhu Su knew in his heart that his escape this time was not heroic enough. Half defending and half threatening, he said: "The troops of King Yan are used to fighting the Mongols, they are powerful! How can I, a small Xuanfu town with thousands of defenders, be my opponent?" Seeing the eyes of everyone, they became more and more contemptuous. , and then whispered: "I heard the Yan army singing 'Heaven's way cannot be violated, Buddha bless Yan Xing', and they are also protected by Bodhisattvas."
Fang Xiaoru couldn't bear it anymore, strode forward and said loudly: "Your Majesty! King Yan is so rampant that we cannot tolerate it!"
Geng Bingwen, Guo Ying, Xu Huizu, Li Jinglong and other generals came out one after another: "Please attack the rebels!"
Zhu Yunwen looked at the ministers, all of them were filled with righteous indignation and impassioned. Yes, that's it, there's only one battle left. Uncle Emperor, it was you who took care of me. If you want to fight, then fight!
On July 24th, Emperor Jianwen issued an edict to conquer Yan: "The king of Yan, Zhu Di, declared war and organized chaos in order to endanger the clan and the clan, and offended the ancestors of heaven and earth. He will not be forgiven!" He announced to the world that he would increase the number of Xinghou Geng Bingwen to "conquer captives". "General", the commander-in-chief of the Northern Expedition, led an army of 130,000 to Zhending. And set up the Pingyan Chief Envoy Department in Zhending as the former enemy's general headquarters.
The battle between uncle and nephew has officially begun.
Geng Bingwen came to bid farewell to the emperor before leaving for the expedition. Unexpectedly, when leaving, Zhu Yunwen specially warned: "Don't kill the emperor's uncle, capture him and bring him back to the capital." Geng Bingwen was stunned for a moment, but he had no choice but to obey the order.
The emperor gave this order because he was kind-hearted and didn't want Taizu to be sad. Secondly, he didn't want to be charged with the crime of killing his uncle. Thirdly, the most important thing was that he still felt that he was sure of victory. Zhu Yunwen wanted to have a good talk with Zhu Di about the reasons for the punishment of these five vassal kings and the reason for arresting Xu Xiu. And asked the emperor's uncle, why did he raise an army
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Zhu Yunwen walked to the Shenggan Tower and saw Xuanxin talking to Lianhua at the wooden door. The two held scriptures in their hands and discussed while pointing to the scriptures.
Zhu Yunwen couldn't help but smile, these two people were a little crazy. Lianhua felt that Gaoli Zang was the authoritative version, but Xuanxin believed in Hongmusuzang as his creed. The two always discussed the differences when they saw the differences in the scriptures. Of course, after all, Xuanxin is very knowledgeable and often finds out the Song, Five Dynasties, and even Tang versions, and then Lotus will believe it. Occasionally, if a scripture in Gao Li Zang is correct, Lianhua will be excited and revise it on Hong Musang with a smile.
When Xuanxin saw Zhu Yunwen coming, he saluted quickly. Zhu Yunwen smiled and said, "Abbott, you don't have to be polite."
Lian Hua smiled: "Your Majesty is here just in time to arbitrate. The translation of the Lankavatara Sutra, the one collected by Abbot Tianxi Temple, is different from what I remember. Did I remember it wrong?"
Zhu Yunwen knocked her lovingly: "What are you arguing about? I believe in Abbot Xuanxin. Tianxi Temple is the center for the circulation of Buddhist scriptures in the Ming Dynasty. Many temples across the country have scriptures from here. The version of Tianxi Temple is the masterpiece of eminent monks of all dynasties. It has been verified repeatedly. If the collection here is wrong, wouldn’t it mean that all the followers of Ming Dynasty are also wrong?”
Lianhua stuck out her tongue: "Okay! You have the strength in numbers." I read it carefully again.
Zhu Yunwen turned around and smiled at Xuan Xin: "Did the abbot see the edict from yesterday?"
Xuan Xin sighed: "I see. Your Majesty, this decision is not easy to make!" It turned out that the emperor's grandson had begun to imagine that each monk should be limited to five acres of tax-free tax. Fang Xiaoru took the lead in making the proposal, and many ministers agreed. Zhu Yunwen finally The decision was made to promulgate and implement it. Most of the people in the court supported it, but the Queen Mother was influenced by Abbot Hongyuan and always disapproved of it. However, the ancestral teachings strictly prohibited the concubines from participating in politics, so the Queen Mother could only play the sidelines and did not dare to object openly.
Zhu Yunwen nodded: "Yes, monasteries and Taoist temples have been tax-free for a long time. Many people will be dissatisfied if I start taxing this way. But for the sake of the national economy and people's livelihood, it must be implemented." Then he asked Xuan Xin: "Will it have any impact on the temple?"
Xuanxin replied cautiously: "The temple has always been frugal, and the fields produce a lot. Even if you pay taxes according to the current laws, the surplus is enough for the monks to live. My ancestors taught the poor monks many times in Japan. Your Majesty's words The proposal is a great plan for the country. As the largest temple, the temple attracts much attention, so we must support His Majesty and set an example for other temples."
Zhu Yunwen was very happy: "That's good. If Tianxi Temple is the first to agree, it will be easier for other temples." But he thought of Linggu Temple. Would Abbot Hongyuan also talk to him? After calming down, he said again: "The national master is really an eminent monk, a great virtue, and very wise. He thought of this so early."
Xuan Xin couldn't help but feel a little sad when talking about his master: "Yes. Master is a great wise man. But" he looked at the emperor and said hesitantly: "But the Shengguan Pagoda was originally going to be repaired, so we had to put it on hold. My Majesty... I'm afraid this winter. It’s sad.”
Zhu Yunwen was startled, and looked back. Lianhua was running his fingers across the columns of scriptures, reading them carefully word by word. He frowned slightly, but with a smile. He was obviously focused on what he was saying, and didn't care about the conversation he was having with Xuan Xin. . It was still early autumn in late August, and she was already wearing a quilted jacket, with a bulge under her mourning clothes. Zhu Yunwen couldn't help but feel sad when he thought of how Lianhua looked like a sandbag in several layers of cotton clothes last winter.
When he turned around and met Xuan Xin's eyes, both of them had worries in their eyes.
Yes, can she survive this winter
Zhu Yunwen turned his head, avoiding Xuan Xin's sight, and said dullly: "I will think of other ways."
Xuanxin sighed softly: "Resign, poor monk."
The emperor is a good emperor and treats the princess sincerely, but he is a bit weak. I would rather the one I love suffer than violate the so-called principles. Maybe this is what the emperor has to do
Zhu Yunwen felt uncomfortable, so he walked slowly to Lianhua and watched quietly.
Lianhua noticed it, put down the book, raised her head and said with a smile: "Have you finished talking?" Seeing that Zhu Yunzhen was a little bored, she asked with a naughty smile: "You didn't say anything bad about me, did you?"
Zhu Yunwen felt even more sad after hearing this. He stretched out his arms to hug the lotus and felt like crying.
Lianhua was taken aback, hugged her husband with her backhand, and comforted her softly: "It's okay, just say it, I don't blame you. At most, can you let me say a few words?"
Zhu Yunwen couldn't help laughing, resting his chin on the top of Lotus's head, and said softly for a long time: "I'm sorry." He paused for a while and said: "The emperor's grandfather asked you to chant sutras. He must have wanted to save you, not to embarrass you. In his heart, He probably happened to be thinking about the Buddha's relics as well."
Lotus whispered: "I understand."
Zhu Yunwen said again: "I'm still in mourning now. It's really not a good thing."
Lianhua reached out and gently covered Zhu Yunwen's mouth, looked at him and said, "I understand."
Zhu Yunwen hugged her tightly: "But it's so cold in winter. Grandpa Huang must not have thought of it." He couldn't help but feel a little sad as he said this.
Lianhua seemed determined: "Okay! I have no choice but to break the precept!"
Zhu Yunwen was shocked: "What is breaking the precept?"
Lian Hua smiled: "Can you help me find some warm sweater clothes? I used to feel bad if I didn't wear them, but now I'm trying to save my life. Bodhisattva probably won't be offended?"
Zhu Yunwen tapped her nose and said, "Scare me on purpose!" Suddenly he remembered, took out a memorial from his arms and handed it to Lianhua: "Your brother Wang played it."
Lotus took it puzzledly. "Quan Zhizong, the state minister of North Korea, Li Shuoyan: I am a small country, but I have been allowed to know it. I know the state affairs, and everything goes smoothly. I feel grateful for the divine grace and burn incense every day to pray for the prosperity of the country. But my mother is sick because of missing her daughter, and I often pray for it. Yi Ning shed tears, and her illness became more and more serious. I thought of His Majesty the Emperor's filial piety in governing the country, and begged Your Majesty to allow my sister to return to Seoul to save my mother who missed me so much, and the filial piety between me and my sister. I am grateful to the whole country for God's kindness. All."
Zhu Yunwen said with a smile: "Your mother is sick and wants to take you back to Seoul. Do you want to go back?" Zhu Yunwen said with a smile, but his eyes were full of nervousness, looking at the lotus without blinking.
When Chen Di, the Minister of Rites, sent this memorial, he didn't say anything. He felt that North Korea's request was a bit ridiculous, and his face was full of disapproval.
Although Zhu Yunwen was not good at strategizing, he also knew that this maternal illness was mostly an excuse. I guess it was last time that Fatty Zhao saw Lotus’ miserable situation in the temple and went back to report to the king. The king of North Korea felt sorry for his sister, so he wrote this memorial. It's just that the person who feels sorry for Wang Mei is not the king but Lord Jing'an, but Zhu Yunwen never expected that.
Lianhua looked at the memorial and remained motionless, tears slowly welling up in her eyes.
Zhu Yunzhen looked anxiously, but did not rush. He waited quietly, his heart pounding as if it was about to jump out. As an emperor, the easiest thing is of course to ask the Ministry of Rites to directly block the memorial without having to come forward, let alone tell Lianhua. But what if she wants to go back? If her heart is not here, why bother to stay
The princess is sick? Or is the mother sick? No, Fatty Zhao said it was very good when he came last time. Li Fangguo and I have always been polite but distant, and would not think of taking him back to Seoul. Of course it was Li Fangyuan's idea. I don't know how he got Li Fanguo to take part in this memorial. Was it pleading, exchange or coercion
Thinking back to Seoul, that tall and proud figure, Lotus couldn't help but tears filled her eyelashes.
The silence at this moment was extremely long.
I don’t know how long it took, but Lianhua raised her head, looked at Zhu Yunzhen, and called softly: "Yunlang!"
Zhu Yunwen was a little nervous, looking into her clear eyes without blinking.
Lianhua pretended to smile relaxedly: "I won't go back. It's too far! It will take several years to go back and forth, right?" Seeing Zhu Yunwen let out a long sigh of relief, she was moved in her heart and said with a smile: "I wrote a letter to greet my mother. Can you hand it over to Brother Wang for me?"
Zhu Yunwen stretched out his arms to hug the lotus, full of joy. He murmured: "Okay! Of course!". The waiting just now seemed to have exhausted all my strength. Lianhua stopped talking and buried her head on her husband's chest, listening to his heartbeat.
In the silence, both of them suddenly felt that after all these ups and downs, this true love was precious.
At this time, there was a sound of hurried footsteps, and Huang Zicheng's angrily shouting from far away: "Your Majesty! Your Majesty!"
Zhu Yunwen frowned, let go of his hand, and looked back. Huang Zicheng's clothes were disheveled and he was out of breath as he ran: "Your Majesty! It's not good!" As he ran, he shouted: "Your Majesty! Urgent battle report for eight hundred miles!" Qitai's figure also appeared next to the tower, the same thing Panicked.
Zhu Yunwen waved his hand to signal the two of them not to move, turned around and said to Lianhua with a smile: "I'm going back and will come see you tomorrow. Write the letter slowly and give it to me when you're done." As he spoke, he patted Lotus's little hand and hurried away with the two ministers.
Lianhua looked at the backs of several people, dazed. Did the imperial court lose the battle
He, is he so powerful