As he was about to die, Mu Ying still considered the future of Yunnan. Mu Chun was his successor, and at this moment he handed over the basic principles of guarding Yunnan for the past ten years to his eldest son, "If they don't obey, then fight them. There is no doubt about that. You have to have a strong fist so that people will listen to you. A spit is a nail. Similarly, if they surrender, don't fight them. No matter how big the personal grudge is, you have to put it aside. We are all citizens of the Ming Dynasty, and we all value peace. Remember?"
At this point, Mu Chun could only nod, "I know."
Mu Ying pointed at Mu Sheng and said, "From now on, you must obey your elder brother, just like you obey my orders. You must trust him and respect him, just like you respect me."
Mu Sheng was so sad that he couldn't speak. He could only nod.
Mu Ying said to Mu Chun: "I gave you life twice, one when you were born, and one when I saved you yesterday. Other than that, I have never given you something like fatherly love. So, I don't need you to take revenge, nor do I need you to repay me. You just need to remember that your last name is Mu, and shoulder the mission of the Mu family to guard Yunnan for generations."
Mu Chun always thought that it was better to have no father than to have one. Now that his father was really going to die, he did not feel the expected sense of relief of "celebration". Instead, he had an invisible responsibility on his shoulders. His father was dead, and he had to continue to complete the task of cultivating this land. Mu Chun pretended to be indifferent and said:
"I have never given you anything like love, so we are even. Don't say such discouraging words. You are actually a person who cherishes your life. In order to get me to send troops to help you out immediately, but you couldn't bring yourself to beg me in the letter, you deliberately wrote with a weak handwriting, creating the illusion that you were seriously injured and sick, so as to force me to send troops immediately."
Seeing through his eldest son, Mu Ying smiled faintly, "Of my four sons, you are the smartest and most cunning. We are more like enemies than father and son. It is my retribution that our father-son relationship has come to this. Back then, your mother... she was a proud young lady from a wealthy family. And I... just like you said, I can kneel down and call you dad just for a bite of food. It is not appropriate for us to be together. If I had the courage to disobey her order and divorce her, perhaps things would be different."
Speaking of his mother, Mu Chun was unhappy. He was the biggest victim of his parents' tragic marriage. His father didn't love him, and his uncle didn't love him. "There is no if. Everything has already happened. The third good thing you did for me was not to marry a wife for me just to save face."
After saying this, Mu Chun bowed deeply and said, "Thank you, father, for not marrying me."
In this era, marriage is related to the country, politics, and parents, but has nothing to do with the two people getting married. As a father, Mu Ying has the right to do this. As long as he brings her home, no matter whether Mu Chuncheng recognizes it or not, she is Mu Chun's wife.
Mu Ying waved his hands feebly, "You don't have to thank me. I've actually thought about this. I even thought that when you give birth to a son like you and he tortures you severely, you will understand my situation."
Mu Chun's eyes gradually turned cold.
Mu Ying smiled, "I just thought about it when you were so angry that I wanted to vomit blood. I am busy with military affairs all day long, so I don't have time to fight with my son. If you want to consider my gratitude to someone you marry in the future, just bring your wife to my grave, burn incense and report her name. I still have three sons, and there will be descendants who will continue the mission of the Mu family in the future. This is what I really care about. Therefore, I didn't play this kind of house fighting game of mutual torture. The tragic marriage of the Mu family... started with me and ended with me."
After saying this, Mu Ying left with a smile.
The Mu family's ancestral tomb is in Nanjing, and Mu Ying's grave has been dug long ago - Mu Chun's mother, Feng, died early, and a tomb was built for the couple in the same grave but different rooms. Now all they have to do is open the tomb door and carry Mu Ying in.
After three days of stay, the eldest son Mu Chun carried the coffin back to Beijing, while the second son Mu Sheng stayed in Yunnan.
Along the way, no matter immigrants or local natives, "all ran to the gates and cried on the road." Tens of thousands of people saw him off, and literati wrote poems to mourn him.
As they were carrying the coffin, a ballad began to spread along the road, "Who is my father? Who is my mother? Without a mother, where can I live? Without a father, where can I go? Is this a dream from heaven? Don't you care about my poverty?"
What I mean is that I am so pitiful. My mother and father are both dead. What should I do in the future
Legend has it that the song was written by the eldest son Mu Chun when he was in grief. Because of its simple and catchy words, the song quickly spread among the people to commemorate Mu Ying, and the people of Yunnan regarded him as their father.
In fact, it was done by Muchun's staff, who used his father's death to win the hearts of the people of Yunnan.
There were local officials and itinerant officials along the way, and local people were also required to pay homage. The funeral procession moved very slowly, which was a perfect opportunity to spread the music. Mu Chun used to be a "walking Wuzhong erotic song". He knew the vitality of ballads. There were too few literate people in Yunnan, and word of mouth was the mainstream. Nothing could be more brainwashing than ballads.
Later, someone asked Mu Chun whether he wrote this ballad. Mu Chun did not answer, but just cried in front of his father's coffin. People along the way saw this and all shed tears and sang the elegy together.
The news of Mu Ying's death had already reached the capital. Emperor Hongwu had more than twenty sons, but none of them could compare to this adopted son. It was a great loss both emotionally and in terms of interests. Emperor Hongwu was extremely sad. When he heard that Mu Ying was dead, he was more painful than when he learned of the death of his own son, Prince Lu.
Emperor Hongwu stopped attending court for one day - the death of Prince Lu did not delay his attendance. He even wrote a memorial personally and sent officials from the Ministry of Rites to offer sacrifices on his behalf.
When the funeral procession was halfway through, Emperor Hongwu issued another decree, posthumously conferring the title of a king of a different surname on Mu Ying - King of Qianning, with the posthumous title of "Zhaojing", and burying him according to royal rites.
It should be noted that when his own son, Prince Lu, died, Emperor Hongwu gave him the posthumous title of "Huang", which means ridiculous.
One is "Zhao Jing" and the other is "Huang", there is no harm without comparison.
After Mu Ying was crowned king, Mu Chun wrote another ballad: "In the ditches and in the acres, it is tilling and sowing. Only millet and rice are used for making syrup and food. My parents are the sons of the previous king."
What it means is that I have a house and a field, and I can cultivate and plant things. The harvest of all kinds of food is good, and I can eat my fill every day, because I have parents. He is Xiao Chunchun, the son of the previous king!
Mu Ying, the King of Qianning, had his eldest son Mu Chun, who carried the coffin all the way to the funeral. The people of Yunnan all saw it. Of course, the son of the late king was Mu Chun.
This ballad corresponds exactly to the previous one, "Who is my father? Who is my mother?" After losing their parents, the people had no food or clothes. Later, they had parents again, land and food. These parents were the sons of the previous king. The people of Yunnan found a new backbone.
These two ballads first spread among immigrants and then quickly became popular among the people.
Mu Ying's coffin took three months to reach the capital. Except for the mute, there was no one in Yunnan who couldn't sing.
He was conferred the title of Duke of Qian, but Yunnan had already tacitly accepted the transfer of power.
Mu Chun, who is about to turn thirty, is no longer embarrassed as he was at the age of seventeen when he sang "Look at the moon, it's so big and round", nor is he as reckless as he was when he was eighteen years old and sang the blushing "Zongzi Song" during the Northern Expedition. He will use songs to pave the way for himself.
So what if he is not favored? So what if he does not get married? He settled 2.5 million immigrants. Mu Ying died, but the sky of Yunnan did not fall. The song "I have parents, the son of the previous king" is about Mu Chun.
It is said that Mu Chun won the hearts of the people of Yunnan with two songs. With the foundation laid by settling immigrants, Mu Chun became famous. The southwestern border did not become turbulent because of Mu Ying's death. The overall situation was sad but not sorrowful.
Thousands of miles away in Yanzhou, Shandong, the funeral team led by the prince also completed the funeral of King Luhuang. His tomb was finally decided in Zoucheng - this was later known as the No. 1 royal tomb of the Ming Dynasty. It is located on the first hill of the southern peak of Jiulong Mountain and can be called the dragon head. The tomb is "protected by sand on both sides, surrounded and guarded, with streams diverted, winds and scenery gathered, with a table like a desk near and a minister far away" with excellent feng shui, and is a treasure land for the prosperity of future generations.
The deadly poisonous corpse King Luhuang was lying in a golden nanmu coffin, wearing the dragon robe and jade belt bestowed by Emperor Hongwu, a small hat, and his hair was combed into a bun and fixed with a golden crown. It may be because of the long-term use of elixirs that can preserve life. When it was excavated by the Shandong Museum hundreds of years later, King Luhuang's bun had not yet rotted and was "lifelike."
The bottom of the golden nanmu coffin was covered with wood ash to prevent moisture, and on top was a piece of board with round holes carved in the shape of the Big Dipper, symbolizing reincarnation and also making it convenient for corpse qi to escape. The board was covered with a mattress, and on the mattress were twenty-two round gold coins with square holes in the shape of "Hongwu Tong Bao", which were the same as his age.
Everyone carefully carried the dressed corpse into the coffin, placed it on the twenty-two gold coins given as lucky charms, and covered it with a brocade quilt. Finally, Crown Prince Zhu Biao personally placed a four-clawed dragon robe on the quilt.
The prince took one last look at his brother and said, "Let's go to the museum."
After the funeral, King Luhuang's coffin was placed in the royal temple. The royal mausoleum in Zoucheng was a huge project and it would take four or five years to complete, so the funeral was held first.
Soon it was the seventh day after the death of King Luhuang, and the prince held a grand water and land ceremony for his brother's soul to be reincarnated. The sound of chanting and praying in the royal temple of Yanzhou continued day and night.
After the seventh day, the funeral procession completed its mission and returned to the capital. It was spring, and everything was reviving. The peach blossoms in the temple were in full bloom. Hu Shanwei cut a few peach blossoms and placed them on the altar in front of the coffin of King Luhuang on behalf of Concubine Guo.
The prince took a beauty kite and threw it into the brazier to burn for his brother. When he saw Hu Shanwei coming over with peach blossoms, he asked, "How did Hu Siyan know that King Luhuang liked peach blossoms?"
Hu Shanwei put peach blossoms in the vase and said, "I have read his poetry collection, and he likes writing about peach blossoms the most. He must like this thing."
The prince sighed, "My tenth brother is so innocent that he must fly a kite every spring. As you know, the harem is very strict. Pigeons, sky lanterns, kites and other objects that look like signals are not allowed, otherwise it would be against the palace rules. Every time my tenth brother wants to fly a kite, he comes to instigate me and asks me to ask my father and mother to allow him to fly a kite in the palace."
Hu Shanwei had been in the palace for twelve years and did not believe in brotherly love. He thought so in his heart, but said, "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was very friendly to his brothers. It's a pity that King Luhuang was unlucky and passed away at such a young age."
The prince walked over, pulled out the branches from the vase, shortened two peach branches, and put them back into the vase. He asked, "Is it better than before?"
Hu Shanwei said hurriedly: "Your Highness is a master, I am ashamed to say that I am not as good as you."
The prince put his hands behind his back, looked left and right, and said, "Flower arrangement requires a staggered arrangement, with some high and some low, so that it is pleasing to the eye. There is always only one flower on the tallest branch. If they are all about the same height, even if the whole vase is filled with exotic flowers from the fairyland, it will not look good."
Hu Shanwei tried to figure out the meaning of the prince's words, pretending not to understand, and said, "Your Highness is truly insightful. I have learned a lot today."
Seeing her respectful attitude, the prince said, "It feels a little sparse, pick some more."
Hu Shanwei said, "I will go right away."
The prince said, "I will go with you, and get another vase, so that we can have a pair of peach blossoms in the vase."
Hu Shanwei said, "How dare I trouble His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?"
The prince said, "Hu Siyan is a favorite of the Imperial Concubine, and I dare not trouble Hu Siyan to cut peach blossoms for me."
Just like that, the two of them came to the peach blossom forest, and the prince took the initiative to chat with her, "I remember the first time I met Hu Siyan, it was to arrange the funeral specifications for Concubine Mu Sun. You argued with reason and proposed 'parents should be respected equally'. For this reason, the emperor promulgated the 'Record of Filial Piety and Kindness', which changed the filial piety system. At that time, I was still unconvinced and accused you of being a flatterer. Later, I pleaded for my mentor Song Lian, and the emperor was furious. It was you who put aside the past grudges and hid the 'Carrying a Child' painting I drew on your body. When the emperor beat me, he saw in the painting that Empress Xiaoci carried the young me on her back and ran away on a horse, and then he calmed down. I still owe you a favor for this matter."
Hu Shanwei said modestly: "It's not because of me, but because the emperor respects Empress Xiaoci."
"You are a smart person." The prince stopped and said, "You know how to judge the situation and act accordingly. That's why you have been smooth sailing for the past twelve years since you entered the palace. You have been in the spotlight many times, but you have always been in the right direction and have been promoted the fastest. After you are crowned as the imperial concubine, you will definitely be promoted to the fifth rank Shang Gong and become the head of the female officials."
The more Hu Shanwei listened, the more frightened he became. He said, "I don't deserve this. I'm just trying to do my job well."
"Is that really all?" The prince suddenly changed the subject. "Then why did you go to so much trouble to investigate the death of King Luhuang? King Luhuang is a member of the royal family and is under the jurisdiction of my clan office. I am the eldest brother, and I am shocked to hear the bad news. I don't want to believe it is true. How can I let my younger brother be wronged?"
"So, before the remains were collected, I also ordered people to check the remains of King Luhuang. It was indeed caused by swallowing the elixir. He died of arsenic poisoning in the elixir and bleeding from all seven orifices. This is the most common way for people who take elixirs to die. Do you still have any questions? Even Ru Siyao, who left the palace nine years ago, was invited by you. He stayed in the Prince Lu's mansion for two nights before leaving."
"The same result as the prince's, he died of erysipelas." Hu Shanwei thought to himself, this is also the truth, it is not a lie to the prince. It is obvious that the Lu Wangfei is very strict in the backyard of the Lu Wangfu. The prince does not know what they have found, but there are spies in Yanzhou City for the prince, and the prince knows Ru Siyao's whereabouts very well.
The prince asked again, "You knew it was under the jurisdiction of the clan affairs office, so why did you intervene? Was it the imperial concubine who ordered you to do so?"
Hu Shanwei paused and said, "I took the initiative to learn more about the details of King Luhuang's death so that I can report to the Queen in the future. I have had a smooth career in the past twelve years because I am more courageous and careful than others. Only when I do things beautifully can I be appreciated."
The prince smiled coldly, "It's not that simple, is it? What incredible results did you find that scared Ru Siyao so much that she hired more than 40 bodyguards to escort her back to the Zhou Palace in Kaifeng?"
The author has something to say: In fact, there were 19 gold coins under the real King Luhuang, which means he was 19 years old when he died. This article made him live three more years.
During the archaeological excavation by the Shandong Museum, the tomb of King Luhuang was not robbed and was preserved intact. It was his tomb that revealed many details about the Ming Dynasty royal family.
Chunchun will definitely meet Shanwei tomorrow, and if he is very fat, the real murderer may be revealed.
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