Ming Dynasty: Ask Zhu Yuanzhang to abdicate at the beginning

Chapter 29: Obey your son!

"I see!"

After the mystery was solved, everyone showed an expression of sudden enlightenment.

Someone said, "As long as the King of Wu is made crown prince and he ascends the throne, the world will have eight hundred years of peace. Your Majesty will definitely make the King of Wu the crown prince, right?"

"Not always!"

Someone said, "Your Majesty may not believe the words of the holy monk. Besides, this song may not reach your Majesty's ears."

"Yes, Your Majesty lives in the deep palace, how would he know?" someone echoed.

"But, since that monk has such great magical powers, he can also go to the palace and tell His Majesty!" someone said.

"How can we mortals make irresponsible remarks about the actions of immortals and Buddhas?"

Someone said, "The holy monk said it on the streets of Jinling. Believe it or not, that's up to others. The world is in chaos, and the common people are suffering. What does it have to do with him? He has done his utmost to give a hint."

"Yes, the secret of heaven cannot be revealed. Everything has its destiny."

Someone said, "I just don't know what will happen to the lives of the people of our Ming Dynasty. Will His Majesty pass the throne to His Royal Highness Prince Wu?"

Some people also said, "I still don't quite believe it. If the throne is passed to the King of Wu, the world will be peaceful for 800 years? If the throne is passed to another prince or grandson, the world will be in chaos? This is too mysterious."

"Who cares if it's true or not?" Someone said, "For things like this, it's better to believe it than not to believe it."

"Your Highness the Prince of Wu is also your Majesty's grandson, the biological son of the former Crown Prince, and I heard he is also the legitimate son. Why not pass the throne to him?"

"Yes, yes, it's only natural for him to ascend the throne. What if what the monk said is true?"

……

Everyone was talking at once and the discussion was heated.

Zhu Yunhuan stood behind and listened silently.

"Do you think the ministers in the court will tell His Majesty what the divine monk said?" someone asked.

"I don't think so." Someone said, "Those officials only care about protecting themselves, and don't care about the world's affairs."

"Who to appoint as the crown prince is a matter of national importance, and can only be decided by Your Majesty."

"Who among the ministers dares to speak casually?"

"The words of the divine monk involve the position of crown prince. I'm afraid they all want to cover their eyes and ears and pretend they can't see or hear anything."

"How can I possibly pass on the message to His Majesty?"

As soon as these words were spoken, they were immediately echoed by most people around.

Some people were filled with righteous indignation and said indignantly: "These people receive salaries from the court. They wear silk and satin on weekdays and eat the best fish and meat, but none of them swear to serve the court, the country, and His Majesty to the death, and plead for the people of the world. It is simply hateful!"

"What good things can officials bring?" Once people started talking about officials, they suddenly had a common topic.

Anyway, no matter what, just curse!
It has been like this since ancient times!
No matter what time, no matter what the situation is, and no matter what the facts are, as long as you start to scold the officials, you will definitely get cheers from the people!

"The officials don't dare to speak, so let's speak."

Someone in the crowd suggested:
"Let's go together and write a letter to the people to tell His Majesty about this matter. We ask His Majesty to make King Wu the crown prince. What do you think?"

The crowd suddenly fell silent.

Everyone looked at each other, and no one said anything.

"What? You all don't dare?" the man asked loudly again.

"This is not a joke." Someone finally spoke in a low voice.

"Since ancient times, most of those who participated in the selection of the crown prince did not have a good ending."

"If things go wrong, your house will be confiscated and your head will be cut off."

"Those powerful people can't afford it."

"How dare we, the common people, do that?"

This sentence touched the hearts of many people, and they immediately nodded in agreement.

"Yes! Yes! I wouldn't dare to do such a thing!"

"I have a family to support. I can't do this kind of thing!"

"Your Majesty is not someone who is easy to talk to. If you are not careful, your whole family will lose their heads!"

……

"What are you afraid of?" The man said, "The King of Wu is your Majesty's grandson, not an outsider." "We are requesting that he be made the crown prince, just to comply with the will of heaven."

"Your Majesty is also a sensible person and will not embarrass us."

He spoke passionately, but no one responded.

The man couldn't help but feel disappointed and said, "You are all afraid of death, but I am not."

"One day, I will gather a group of like-minded people and write a petition to the court together."

After saying that, he turned and walked away.

The crowd of onlookers also dispersed one by one.

Zhu Yunhuan stood nearby and listened to the whole thing from beginning to end. He looked at the dispersing crowd, then looked at the gate of the Duke of Kaiguo's Mansion. The expression on his face couldn't help but become uncertain.

What's the matter with that so-called holy monk?

There may be something complicated behind these rumors!

Is this for yourself?

They were spreading the news outside the Duke of Kaiguo's Mansion, but they didn't know if Chang Sheng knew about it.
It seems that I should pay more attention to the news in the market in the future and not stay in the deep palace all the time.

Otherwise, others have already taken action against him, but he still turns a blind eye and turns a deaf ear, knowing nothing.

Zhu Yunhuan thought to himself and turned and walked into the Duke of Founding’s Mansion.

As soon as you enter, you can hear the melodious and pleasant sounds of stringed instruments.

It is very beautiful and makes people indulge in it involuntarily.

Chang Sheng's body fell on an extremely large soft bed.

Because his butt was hit by a board and the injury has not healed yet, he can only maintain this posture.

However, even so, he did not seem uncomfortable.

Because there were seven or eight young and beautiful women surrounding his body, serving him.

Some people kneaded his legs, some pounded his back, some rubbed his shoulders, and some used their delicate hands to feed him...

Next to them, there was a row of women sitting, holding various musical instruments and playing them to their heart's content.

In front of us, there were more than a dozen women, singing and dancing, twisting their waists happily...

Chang Sheng enjoyed the service of many beautiful girls, ate delicious food, listened to pleasant music, and admired the girls' beautiful dances...

So happy!

This scene opened Zhu Yunhuan's eyes.

I have long heard that the powerful and wealthy in the Ming Dynasty all knew how to enjoy life, but today I finally saw it for myself.

Right.

Chang Sheng was the son of Chang Yuchun and inherited the title of Duke of the Founding Country. Looking at the entire Ming Dynasty, he was one of the top dignitaries.

When they saw Zhu Yunhuan, all the women stopped what they were doing and knelt down to pay their respects.

Chang Sheng struggled, trying to get up from the bed, and said, "Greetings to His Royal Highness the King of Wu!"

Zhu Yunhuan stepped forward, supported him and said, "Uncle, your wounds are not healed yet, so you don't need to stand up and salute."

"Thank you, Your Highness King Wu!"

After Chang Sheng finished speaking, he smiled and said, "How are the maids in my house doing?"

Zhu Yunhuan looked around and said, "Not bad, not bad, my uncle still knows how to enjoy himself."

Chang Sheng had a smug look on his face and said, "Of course."

"Wine and song, life geometry!"

"My father followed your grandfather to build the country, risking his life to fight in battles, going through life and death, enduring so much hardship and suffering, wasn't it all for us, the descendants, to live a good life from now on?"

"So, uncle, I should enjoy my life."

"We should live a life of debauchery, singing and dancing, and enjoy ourselves to the fullest every day. This is the only way to justify the hardship our father has endured and not let down his lifelong efforts."

"Otherwise, I would be an unfilial son and I would be sorry for my dead father!"

"I'm afraid my father will die with regrets in his grave!"

(End of this chapter)