Wandering the Heavens

Yu Xian could not explain why Sun Ruowei was not pregnant yet, but he could explain why Sun Ruowei would fall ill when something big happened in the court.

In order to shape the image of Sun Ruowei, all major events in The Glory of the Ming Dynasty happened to highlight Sun Ruowei, regardless of whether it was reasonable for her to do so.

For example, when Zhu Gaochi was ill, she helped him to review memorials to the emperor, which is an allusion to the historical events of Emperor Gaozong of Tang Li Zhi and Empress Wu Meiniang. Another example is that it was Xie Jin who wrote the poem for the Painting of Tigers, but here it becomes Xie Jin presenting the painting and Sun Ruowei writing the poem. How could a woman who grew up in a den of traitors write poetry?

When Yu Xian gradually separated all major events from Sun Ruowei, the impact on her was extremely serious.

Putting aside Sun Ruowei's health, on the way back to the capital, Yu Xian led his troops to break away from the main force and act alone, doing all kinds of evil things along the way, and finally entered the pass from Datong.

When they returned to the capital, it had been two years since they left. It was the 22nd year of Yongle, and Zhu Di's life was nearing its end. Yu Xian led his troops to rush to Yumuchuan without stopping.

After returning to the court after a great victory over Mahamu in the 20th year of Yongle, Zhu Di went to the grassland twice in person. This time, he was seriously ill on the way back and had a premonition of death.

In the central military tent of Yumuchuan, Zhu Di had been holding on for a very long time. What worried him most was the handover of the throne. At this moment, he deeply regretted not sending Zhu Gaoxu and Zhu Gaosui to their fiefdoms.

Last year, Zhu Gaosui finally couldn't help himself and used smoke from the special feather arrows of the Jinyiwei to attack the Forbidden City. Fortunately, Yu Xian had offered the antidote many years ago and made a precautionary plan. After several drills, Zhu Gaosui's rebellion was suppressed as soon as it began. The civil servants and military officers involved were all executed, and Zhu Gaosui was imprisoned.

Zhu Gaoxu had been following him and making small moves all the time, so he couldn't help but worry about the prince's future.

"Your Majesty, Commander Yu is here." Little Sniffle cried as he reported the news that Yu Xian had finally arrived.

"I've finally waited for him, let him in!" Zhu Di ordered, panting.

Little Sniffle quickly wiped his tears and went out to let Yu Xian earn money.

"Your Majesty, I pay my respects to you!"

"I have been waiting for you for a long time! You are still the same as you were ten years ago, nothing has changed, but I am old..." Zhu Di's tone was somewhat sad. "Yao Guangxiao told me that you came for my descendants. Can you tell me the name of that lucky child?"

Zhu Di tried to stay awake and sit on the couch, but his body began to shake.

"Your Majesty, the child's name is Zhu Jianshen. If I hadn't come, he would have been very unfortunate." Yu Xian replied truthfully.

"Little snot!" Zhu Di shouted loudly.

"Your Majesty, I'm here!" Little Sniffle hurried in.

"My time is running out. From now on, you should follow Yu Qing. Whenever he is in trouble, please speak up for him." Zhu Di's tone became increasingly high-pitched.

"I'll remember this!" Little Sniffle knelt down hurriedly.

"Yu Xian, a captain of the Imperial Guard, went deep into the grasslands and deserts to gather military intelligence in the 20th year of Yongle, and personally led the vanguard to fight against the Wala army, making great contributions. Because he was ordered to lead troops outside, he was not rewarded in time. Now I will decree that Yu Xian be made the Earl of Xuanwu and the commander of the Beidou Guard." Zhu Di reluctantly raised his hand to push the two imperial edicts placed beside the couch: "Yu Xian, little snot, take these two imperial edicts and open them when you need them."

"Your Majesty, I would like to ask for a favor from you." Yu Xian knelt down to Zhu Di for the first time.

"Tell me what you want to say!" Zhu Di didn't expect that the person in front of him would kneel down to him.

"Your Majesty, please issue an edict to abolish the practice of burying people alive with their parents. Future emperors will not be allowed to do this, and the common people will not be allowed to do this either." Yu Xian said with a bow.

"I agree!" Zhu Di's depression dissipated with this promise.

"Yu Xian, you can leave now. Little Sniff, follow me. If you miss me, come to the imperial mausoleum during festivals to burn incense and drink wine." Zhu Di ordered them to leave.

"I'll take my leave!"

Zhu Di watched Little Nose put the two imperial edicts into a specially made box and put them away. He then watched the two of them salute and waved his hand weakly.

"Let's go!"

After the two men bowed repeatedly, they left the tent. Zhu Di looked at the empty room, struggled to stand up, picked up the sword on the table and drew it out. The flickering candlelight reflected on the sword, and his eyes were full of reluctance and nostalgia.

"Your servant Yang Rong pays homage to His Majesty." Yang Rong entered the tent carrying a bowl of ginseng soup.

"You have really good eyesight!" Zhu Di sheathed his sword and sat back on the couch.

"I acknowledge my guilt!" Yang Rong placed the ginseng soup on the table.

"You know your crime but you refuse to admit it, haha! Grind your own ink, and I say, you write!" Zhu Di completely relaxed.

"The minister obeys the order!"

The thing he had been waiting for for a long time was finally in his hands, and Yang Rong's voice began to tremble.

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On July 15, the 22nd year of Yongle, Emperor Zhu Di of the Ming Dynasty died of illness in Yumuchuan. Yang Rong and Duke Yingguo Zhang Fu kept the death a secret. Yang Rong rushed back to the capital with the imperial edict of succession.

Yu Xian, who had received Zhu Di's will and token, did not leave at this moment. He came with his army, and of course he had his own purpose. The news that Zhu Di had passed away and handed over the edict of succession to Yang Rong was also spread to Han Wang Zhu Gaoxu through Zhu Di's spies. For the throne, Zhu Gaoxu personally led his army to pursue Yang Rong and was bound to intercept the edict of succession.

"Hurry, hurry, stop Yang Rong and I will reward you handsomely!" Zhu Gaoxu shouted while whipping his horse.

However, he did not expect that a pass in front of him was blocked by a group of cavalry.

"Who is in front of us? How dare he block the way of the King of Han!" Zhu Gaoxu drew his saber and prepared to order an attack.

"Your Majesty Prince of Han, I have been waiting for you here for a long time!" Yu Xian rode his horse to the front and saluted Zhu Gaoxu.

"Yu Xian, what do you want to do?" Zhu Gaoxu was a little unconfident now.

"Yang Rong has already passed through this pass when the sun sets, so there is no need for Prince Han to escort him." Yu Xian also drew his saber.

"Yuxian, if you know your place, get out of my way!" Zhu Gaoxu raised the sword in his hand.

"Your Highness, you are the descendant of the late emperor. Don't force me to be rude to you!" Yu Xian also raised the saber in his hand.

"Is your loyalty to my Zhu family all fake?" Zhu Gaoxu really did not have the courage to order a war, because with Yu Xian's bravery, he would most likely be captured by him in the chaos of fighting, and the situation would be even more irreversible at that time.

"I am loyal to the Ming Dynasty, as is known to all. To be frank, Prince Han's talent is not worthy of your ambition. So, you should just live your life peacefully, which will be good for everyone!" Yu Xian's words were very impolite.

"Have you already surrendered to the boss?" Zhu Gaoxu was furious.

"I have not surrendered to any of the princes. Otherwise, how could there be a confrontation tonight?"

"But you are clearly helping the boss now!" Zhu Gaoxu cried, "Yu Xian, help me. As long as I, Zhu Gaoxu, take that position, wealth and glory will be yours. You can do whatever you want. You don't have to farm like you did before under the old man, or live in the grasslands and deserts! I promise you the title of Duke, and it will be hereditary for generations!"

"Your Majesty, please take your men back to the base. I will pretend that nothing happened tonight. Otherwise, the high walls of Fengyang will be where you will live from now on!" Yu Xian was tactless and rejected his madness.