My God, I am the emperor, the lord of mankind.

Chapter 284 Invite Fu... Invite Emperor Xiaozong and God Lord!

Zhu Houcong didn't lie either.

After Zhu Di, the Ming Dynasty could no longer expand its territory.

Thank God that the subsequent emperors were able to hold the Hongwu Dynasty's borders despite the coercion of all forces.

Not to mention the death of Zhu Di, there were several humiliating defeats in Annan during the reign of Renzong and Xuanzong.

Not only did the territory established during the Yongle period be completely lost.

Even the fleet that Yongle left behind, which was powerful enough to sail to Africa for trade, was roughly disposed of as scrap metal and rotten wood.

Beginning with Yingzong, the disastrous defeat of Tumubao made all the Mongolian tribes who were still loyal to the Ming Dynasty realize the decline of the Ming Dynasty.

Starting to get ready, heroes from all sides on the grassland were gearing up, preparing to follow the story of Genghis Khan while the Ming court was weak, reunify the Mongolian grassland, and then go south to rebuild the Yuan Empire.

Can this be said?

In front of Zhu Yunwen and Zhu Di, to prevent the two of them from blushing directly in front of him, new and old hatreds welling up in their hearts and starting to pinch each other on the spot, this of course cannot be said.

Zhu Houcong couldn't tell Zhu Yunwen that he was just fine when Zhu Di was alive, but after that, the Ming Dynasty became more and more conspicuous with each generation. He might not even be able to handle his own internal rebellion, let alone leave his house to beat others.

But thinking about it this way, is this not another so-called "peaceful era" and an infinitely enhanced and extended version of the rule of Renxuan?

Anyway, during the so-called Renxuan rule, my Ming Dynasty also suffered a lot of beatings, right?

It would be worse than when Xianzong and Wuzong later, maybe one day the interior was finished, and Leng Buding could still free up his hands to frame the surrounding barbarians.

People once had the illusion that the Ming Dynasty had risen again.

The time of Emperor Xiaozong was also very good. At least the country was very stable internally. There were not so many external troubles. There were also a lot less civil strife. The party disputes in the court were also much relaxed. It was peaceful in all aspects in the true sense.

It's a pity that this old man died a little early. If he lives a few more years, the country may be finished decades earlier, but the people may really be able to live a stable life for a few days.

"What will happen to Moon Kyu Moon Kyu after I die?"

After hearing Emperor Jianwen ask about the whereabouts of his two sons.

The embarrassment on Zhu Di's face became more intense, and he could only pretend to concentrate on dealing with the corpse in front of him.

Said he heard nothing.

"When the city of Jinling was destroyed, Prince Zhu Wenkui and Queen Ma were killed in a fire in the palace together. Zhu Wenkui was demoted to a commoner after the Jingnan disaster. Later, Emperor Yingzong took pity on him and built a house for him and gave him wives and concubines... "

Zhu Houcong said.

When it comes to specific matters, there is no way he can cover this up for Zhu Di.

You can only say what you have to say.

It is not known whether the prince who, together with Queen Ma, really died in the palace fire unfortunately, or was the prince of Emperor Jianwen who was forced to die in the fire.

Zhu Houcong could only try his best to think about the good things.

What if someone really saw that the city of Jinling was destroyed and he was going to become a prisoner? He would not want to live anymore due to grief, and he would throw himself into the fire on his own initiative...

As for Zhu Yunwen's second son, Zhu Wengui, Zhu Houxun glanced at Zhu Di, who was looking at Zhu Di angrily at the side who was amazed by the gossip.

As a member of the clan in name only, he is indeed not very authentic in this matter.

It is said that Zhu Wengui was only two years old when he was demoted to a commoner and imprisoned in the high walls of Fengyang.

When Emperor Yingzong of the Ming Dynasty issued an edict to release him from prison, his hair was already gray and he had been out of contact with reality for a long time.

Hearing the tragic fate of his two sons from Zhu Houcong, Zhu Yunwen looked a little depressed for a moment.

For a moment, he looked up at Zhu Di beside him and sighed.

"Maybe this is retribution!"

There was not much sighing, but I saw that the evil god named Dagon on the sea had begun to try to tear apart the shackles of the deep mysterious fire around him.

Zhu Yunzhen's ghost glanced at Zhu Di for the last time.

"What happened back then is nothing but smoke and mirrors. It's just that my uncle moved the capital city and the destiny to the north, completely eradicating the dragon veins of the Nine Provinces... Although your true body has not yet arrived, only the ghost has come, but from what I can see, I'm afraid it can't be maintained anymore. It's been a hundred years, if my uncle dies and his descendants are unworthy, who can shadow my northern court?"

At this point, Zhu Di in front of him had to turn his head.

Sighing, feeling that this eldest nephew still has this character.Think too far and do too little.

After all, if he had honestly followed the established national policies set by Zhu Yuanzhang.

There is a high probability that the feudal king issue will not arise on his watch.

You, you just don’t believe in the wisdom of future generationsjpg
But his talents are limited, and he finally succeeds in overturning after messing around.

Although after Zhu Di succeeded to the throne, he always said that Zhu Yunwen was a scholar who governed the country and brought trouble to the world, but for his theoretical analysis of the future of the Ming Dynasty.

Zhu Di still values ​​​​it.

It can be seen at a glance that the center of the Ming court will be stolen by the feudal king sooner or later, and he resolutely violates the ancestral system to eliminate the threat of the feudal king for future generations.

My frail nephew still has something.

"As you can see, the true soul is trapped in Changling now, and it will only last for another hundred years at most. In a hundred years, the disaster in the north will happen, and the destiny will change. I'm afraid I won't be able to see that day..."

Zhu Di shook his head and sighed.

Having said this, he looked up at Zhu Yunwen in front of him, and then at Zhu Houcong beside him.

Seeing that in the sea, the evil god named Dagon was about to break out of the trap.

He frowned, originally not wanting to use this method to disturb the peace of his descendants.

But no matter what, now it is rare for the three emperors to gather together to discuss the future of the Ming Dynasty.

The theory is superb, but the operation is really practical. I knew I was in a pit before I thought about it carefully, but I still jumped in resolutely.

In the end, it caused the world to overthrow, which was very stupid.

As for the other.

Zhu Di looked at Zhu Houcong and thought that since this guy came to the throne, his governing philosophy has been focused on one concept.

Internal affairs were fully delegated to the Cabinet and the Supervisor of Ceremonies.

He himself transformed into the Ming Dynasty's Barefoot Medical Immortal, treating headaches and pains in the head and feet, focusing on fixing any problems.

He personally led people to fight against the thorns in all directions, and rescued Daming, a patient who was about to die suddenly due to overwork.

The main focus is zero theory and full practice.

These two people get together and hopefully they can come up with a good idea.

Thinking of this, Zhu Di made up his mind.

"Sword come!"

He shouted to the sky.

The black martial robes on his body made a sound, and his whole aura suddenly changed.

The Big Dipper stars in the sky once again emit a rainbow of light.

At this time, it seemed to be echoing Zhu Di's call.

In the Ming army's formation, a fierce golden light suddenly came.

The roar of the golden dragon symbolizes the identity of the supreme king behind the golden light.

But although he is a golden dragon, he is not as majestic as ghosts and immortals like Zhu Di, Zhu Houcong or even Zhu Yunwen.

On the contrary, the golden dragon's roar contained endless unwillingness and anger, and its originally majestic dragon eyes now contained deep hatred and death.

Feeling the vibration of the sword given by Emperor Xiaozong on his waist.

In the Jiubian Military Town in the north of the Yangtze River, Xuanda Commander-in-Chief Gui Yong was kneeling on his knees with tears in his eyes. He looked at the angry roar of the benevolent emperor in front of him who had no intention of resting in peace after his death. This strong northern man saw Looking at the last resentment of the benevolent king in front of me, and thinking of that lonely gift of the sword, I was choked with sobs, and finally broke down in tears.

He cried and comforted the golden dragon in front of him who passed away with overwhelming resentment.

"Three generations below, the only people who are called wise masters are Emperor Wen of the Han Dynasty, Renzong of the Song Dynasty, and our Emperor Xiaozong of the Ming Dynasty. Your Majesty, I know that you died unjustly. Today, I and other soldiers from the nine sides will work together with the current emperor and the previous emperors to fight for you. Revenge! Your Majesty, please calm down!"

"Come here! Please ask me, the Ming Dynasty, the Ming Dynasty, the Taoism, the purity, the uprightness, the holy literature, the divine martial arts, the benevolence, the great virtue, the respect for the Emperor and the Lord!"

(End of this chapter)