For Liang Guo, today is a day of national sorrow.

The second son of the emperor, King Yong Zhu Ji, passed away at the age of thirty-one. He died of illness due to overwork.

Before he died, he was correcting memorials and working hard for the huge military expenditure gap, but he still couldn't persevere in the end. He was still calculating this debt until his death, but he still couldn't figure it out...

The heavy bells echoed in the palace. Prime Minister Pang Shigu personally drafted a suicide edict and copied it and sent it to various places. The whole country should mourn.

When the imperial edict was announced to various places, officials were required to wear mourning clothes, take off their tassels, and kneel in the suburbs to greet him.

The clan is not allowed to marry or hold banquets within two years and three months.

The people in the capital were all dressed in plain clothes and were not allowed to play music or get married for a hundred days. The temples in the capital were required to ring thirty thousand bells as a sign of mourning. All imperial memorials within twenty-seven days were stamped with a blue seal, and all memorials within one hundred days were approved from "

"Zhu Pi" was changed to "Blue Pi".

All these indicate that the funeral was conducted as a state funeral and arranged according to the standards of the Daxing Emperor.

Zhu Ji was not a king, but he was better than a king.

There is a saying among the people of the Liang Dynasty that there were two people behind Emperor Wu of the Liang Dynasty. One was the prime minister Pang Shigu, and the other was the second son of the emperor Zhu Ji.

Zhu Ji participated in the government affairs and handled official affairs very early. He proposed the strategy of enriching the country and strengthening the army, advocating to intensify agricultural production, reserve grain, and appoint good ministers and capable people. You are kind and loving to the people, and you have a high prestige among the people.

Liang Wu's resurgence was due to him.

Therefore, although he was a prince, he was mourned with the rites of an emperor. This was the first time in the history of the Liang Kingdom and even other countries. However, there was still no objection, and everyone felt that it should be done.

The sky was gray and it was raining lightly.

Bianjing city looks like a white ocean at a glance.

There was no need for any arrangements at all, and the people spontaneously wore sackcloth and mourned.

This is the greatest manifestation of his fame and achievements.

In the palace, there were bursts of sad music and cries everywhere.

After Emperor Wu of Liang Dynasty Zhu Wen learned the news, he fell into a coma and only accepted the fact when he woke up.

He had just returned from Shangyun Province and only met Zhu Ji once. He was to inform him about the signing of the Qingyang Covenant, and about the expansion of a new corps, and asked Zhu Ji to find a way to raise military supplies...

Of course Zhu Ji disagreed, and Zhu Wen was dissatisfied and even lost his temper.

Then there is the eternal separation between heaven and man, and the white-haired people send the black-haired people away.

Is there anything more tragic than this?

Among Zhu Wen's many sons, the one he valued most was Zhu Ji, who was also the perfect successor he selected.

Now, this is the result.

"It was me who killed Ji'er!"

"I killed him1"

"If he didn't have such a heavy backlog of government affairs, he might not have died!"

Zhu Wen was devastated in front of his soul.

Around him, all the princes and ministers were surrounded by grief.

Even the prince Zhu Zhen was crying bitterly, and no one else could pull him up.

"Brother Emperor, what will I do if you leave?"

"Nothing in this country's affairs, big or small, can be left to you!"

This is an offensive remark and a treasonous remark.

After all, the emperor is still alive.

But no one would think it was inappropriate. The prince had always been the first to recruit troops, and the second son of the emperor was behind to raise military expenses and food. The two cooperated with each other.

Now that the crown prince is dead, he is the only one left.

Compared with the reactions of these people, Zhu Zhen can be said to be quite dull. Apart from the sadness that is difficult to conceal on his face, there is nothing else.

He, who was supposed to be guarding the imperial mausoleum, was also specially allowed to come to express his condolences.

Isn't he sad?

No, it should be said that his tears have dried up!

He felt nauseated looking at Zhu Zhen's hypocritical face.

Zhu Zhen won't be sad. If he wasn't worried about the occasion, he would be able to laugh out loud. His biggest competitor is gone.

Although Zhu Ji never expressed his intention to compete with him for the crown prince position, he still regarded Zhu Ji as his opponent.

Now his position as prince is really as secure as a mountain.

But here I am pretending to cry.

Zhu Zhen was still hesitant about what Zhu Ji said to him, but now he is determined. He wants to compete with Zhu Zhen, and he wants to inherit the last wish of the second emperor brother.

"You can go with peace of mind, I will protect the beam for you!"

Zhu Zhen thought in his heart.

"When my father destroys Daning and kills Emperor Yuanwu, my father will have no worries. He will go down to accompany you. My father cannot die now and must persist."

At the same time, Zhu Wen's sadness gradually faded away and he became indifferent.

Zhu Ji's death makes you feel empty.

Apart from this goal, there is nothing else.

Without Zhu Ji's comfort, he might become even more extreme...

"No one can shake my position as the crown prince. Second brother, you can go in peace. The Liang Kingdom has me!"

Zhu Zhen thought to himself, he was very happy.

The biggest competitor is gone.

My father, Emperor Long, was ill. He might have died at the end of the war, or even in the middle of the war. At that time, the war with Daning was also won, and he ascended the throne as emperor. The timing was perfect!

At that time, he will complete the achievements that even his father failed to complete, unify the continent, and become an emperor for the ages!

Zhu Zhen looked sad, but in his heart he was already looking forward to the future.

But he didn't notice that not far away from him, the person who had been blamed for him was looking at him coldly. His road to becoming emperor would never be so smooth...

The rain is getting heavier.

Even so, it cannot stop the people from saying goodbye.

The coffin containing King Yong Zhu Ji gradually went further and further away, leaving the city and entering the imperial mausoleum.

"Prince Yong passed away and ordered his fourth son Zhu Zhen to guard the mausoleum and pay tribute to comfort his spirit..."

Zhu Zhen announced his decree loudly.

Or maybe this is his will.

After the death of King Yong Zhu Ji, he was truly one person inferior to ten thousand people.

Start showing your authority now!

Zhu Zhen was originally supposed to guard the mausoleum for two years and had already arrived, but now he was arranged again without even mentioning the time limit.

There is no time limit, there is no time limit.

This prince is afraid that he will die of old age in the imperial mausoleum.

Really cruel!

There was someone present who knew the truth about that incident. Zhu Zhen was not his enemy, but his benefactor.

Repaying kindness with hatred is what Zhu Zhen is talking about.

Because of this, Zhu Zhen was afraid. He was afraid that Zhu Zhen would hold a grudge and take revenge on him one day. He was worried that Zhu Zhen would tell the truth...

But he couldn't kill Zhu Zhen, at least not when Emperor Wu of Liang was in power, so he was buried in the imperial mausoleum, where he would never be able to stand up again!

"The guilty minister accepted the order and thanked the prince for his kindness!"

Zhu Zhen knelt down in full view of everyone!

And he used Sinchen.

Everyone understands what this means.

Zhu Zhen was convinced.

He will obey the arrangements honestly.

Seeing Zhu Zhen at his feet, Zhu Zhen could really laugh out loud if he didn't worry about the occasion.

This is power.

Zhu Zhen didn't speak, or even glanced twice. The huge team left, and the imperial mausoleum returned to loneliness. The difference was that there was another heroic spirit.

Zhu Zhen was very calm.

What he has to do now is to wait quietly, waiting for the war with Daning to start, or waiting for the death of his father Emperor Liang Wu, or the failure of the war. In short, he will wait for another opportunity, and then he will come back and shock the world.
Chapter completed!