Zhu Di asked questions while walking to Yao Guangxiao.

Yao Guangxiao on the rattan chair closed his eyes gently, without responding.

It seemed that I was falling asleep in the sun.

Zhu Di's eyes were quietly staring at the other party.

Yao Guangxiao, who was already old, became older at this time.

The illness left his face without a trace of blood and energy, and his two hands exposed were like dry branches and not much time.

Yao Guangxiao, who is old and hungry, and the vibrant peach trees forest.

A sharp contrast was formed in front of Zhu Di.

Very ruthless!

He glared and raised his voice and shouted, "If you are not dead, just say a word!"

A long breathing sound came from the rattan chair.

As the rattan chair creaked, Yao Guangxiao, who was lying on it, slowly opened his eyes.

Looking at the emperor standing in front of him and blocking the sunshine in front of him, Yao Guangxiao couldn't help but frown.

He seemed a little unhappy: "Just let me block the sun!"

The old monk's reply surprised Zhu Di.

Is it because I am dying, so I started to be careless?

In view of this, Zhu Di planned not to pursue the other party's presumptuousness. He brought a chair from the side and sat down, and then looked at the old friend who was still lying on the rattan chair with his eyes very seriously.

"I asked the grandson to come back, is there something wrong?" Zhu Di's words meant to be blamed.

Yao Guangxiao chuckled and shook his head.

Perhaps it was because of the illness that he even coughed for a while.

It was not until after the restoration that Yao Guangxiao spoke: "Your Majesty, if you want the grandson to come back, I'm afraid you're not just asking him to come to see me for the last time?"

Zhu Di glared at Yao Guangxiao and blamed him with dissatisfaction: "In front of you, the old bald donkey, I can't hide my thoughts at all?"

Yao Guangxiao looked at Zhu Di and asked back, "Have you ever hidden your Majesty here?"

Zhu Di fell silent and looked at Yao Guangxiao who was about to settle down, the old monk who made him launch the Jingshen and ascend to the throne of the Ming Dynasty.

Suddenly, Zhu Di burst into laughter.

Two tears squeezed out from the corners of his eyes.

Yao Guangxiao, who had long been used to the emperor, sighed and shook his head.

He tried his best to make his voice louder: "Your Majesty wants the grandson to come back, do you want him to preside over the innovation?"

Zhu Di's laughter stopped.

He looked at Yao Guangxiao with a steady look, and Zheng pointed: "Yes, I hope he can lead the innovation!"

"But Your Majesty has thought, if the reform fails, will the situation the grandson bears and faces? If it fails, it is not only the failure of the reform, but also the failure of His Majesty!"

Yao Guangxiao's words will be finished.

But Zhu Di knew that the old monk was reminding him that if Zhu Zhanji led the reform failed, the Ming Dynasty's country would basically be impossible to explain to Zhu Zhanji in the future.

The crown prince was Zhu Di's most satisfied achievement in his life.

The failure of the innovation led by the crown prince is his own failure.

Zhu Di shook his head, "As long as I am here, I will never tolerate the failure of innovation!"

Yao Guangxiao was also shook his head: "Your Majesty never seemed to be so sure of one thing, even if you led the army to fight north. Doesn't Your Majesty think that letting the crown prince get involved in so many things so early is an act of pulling out the seedlings and forcing growth?"

"There is no smooth sailing in this world. If we had not experienced these, how could a heroic ruler appear in the Ming Dynasty?" Zhu Di refused very firmly, and his will had long been firm.

Yao Guangxiao's eyes showed disappointment: "Can you just ease it anymore!"

This time, the old monk never used any respectful words again.

Zhu Di also did not feel insulted, he just sighed deeply.

After a sigh, Zhu Di seemed to have grown old countless years: "I feel that I am getting older and older. I don't know if I can command my Ming soldiers once again and go to the grassland to conquer the remnants of the previous dynasty."

"Is Your Majesty worried that he would not do everything well?" Yao Guangxiao said sarcastically: "Your Majesty should know that no one in this world can finish everything. This is the truth that the Emperor Grandson told me back then."

Zhu Di shook his head and smiled helplessly: "That kid is a clever man! I know that I can't finish everything, but I want to completely stabilize the Ming Dynasty before lying into the tomb. I also don't know when I will lie into the cold tomb!"

"So Your Majesty wants the Grandson to go deep into the court early and establish prestige in front of the ministers, so that he can intervene in these disputes so early?"

Zhu Di looked at Yao Guangxiao: "Isn't this the case in recent years?"

Yao Guangxiao chuckled and said self-deprecatingly: "I have said this. But Your Majesty must know that I can't see clearly when facing him over the years. No one knows where he will lead the Ming Dynasty. It is precisely because of this that I always think that it is better to let him mature."

"I will let you know then!"

Zhu Di stood up and looked at Yao Guangxiao who had been lying in the rattan chair.

This time, he did not block the sunshine in front of the old monk.

...

Japan.

Kyoto Castle.

Kyoto Okuen.

Everything here is strictly constructed in the style of the Central Plains dynasty from ancient times to the present.

Among them, the style of Tang Dynasty is the most obvious in the past.

In the past, the palaces and buildings here were stacked up in layers.

However, now, this is a scorched earth scene.

The palaces that used exquisite materials collapsed and turned into ruins at this time.

The trees around the palace were only charred branches, and they were still standing on the same charred land, as weak as a gust of wind could blow them away.

On the city walls around the entire Kyoto Imperial Garden, countless Ming dragon flags, sun and moon flags, etc., are spread all over every corner.

These flags indicate that the owners here have been replaced.

Now, in this Kyoto Imperial Garden, and even the Kyoto of the Japanese Japanese.

It already belongs to the Ming Dynasty!

Today, the second large number of Ming troops entered the Kyoto Imperial Gardens.

Start at Nangong Gate.

Teams of Ming soldiers were lined up neatly on both sides of the palace road.

There are important big names coming here!
Chapter completed!