It was December 8, the fifty-second year of Hongxing's reign in the Ming Dynasty.

After days of snowfall, the Jiangbei area of ​​Yingtianfu finally ushered in fine weather. On this day, Emperor Fuzong of the Ming Dynasty, who had been the emperor for more than fifty years, left the Zi Palace of Laoshan Palace and headed to Wolong in the northwest of Laoshan.

A good day at Shanhuang Mausoleum.

The long imperial street outside Laoshan Palace was already full of nobles and common people at the feet of the emperor in white. Most of them came from the north more than fifty years ago following Emperor Chongzhen and the current Emperor Zhu Cixang of the Ming Dynasty.

The descendants of hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians who migrated south. There are also a small number of gray-haired old men who are still participants and witnesses of this magnificent event. When they left Beijing in panic, they were still young, but now, they are all

They are rare old men in ancient times. In order to bid farewell to the foolish king who fled south with them, and at the same time to witness the end of this great era that left the most magnificent chapter in the long history, these aging generation who have overcome difficulties are here.

With the support of his children and grandchildren, regardless of the severe winter cold in Pukou and Laoshan, he arrived at both sides of Yudao Chang Street early in the morning, waiting to lie down comfortably in Zi Palace and be taken by a carriage to the imperial mausoleum on Wolong Mountain for burial.

Emperor Chongzhen: :

Emperor Chongzhen's Zi Palace is an oversized coffin, which is now placed on an oversized four-wheeled carriage, pulled by 24 Pecher horses, waiting to be dragged out of Chengtian Gate.

Zhu Cixiang, Emperor Hongxing of the Ming Dynasty, was standing beside the huge Zi Palace, surrounded by a group of his younger brothers, princes, emperors, grandsons and Princess Hu Ji, just watching blankly. A lot of people around him were also watching.

He was waiting for the emperor's order to set off.

Time passed slowly, but Zhu Cixiang stood there motionless. He didn't know if he couldn't bear to leave his stupid father?

I don't know how long it took before I heard Emperor Zhu sigh softly: "Mr. Yan Shenggong?"

"The old minister is here!" Yanshenggong Kong Yinzheng was quite energetic and his ears were quite sharp. When Emperor Zhu called him, he squeezed through the crowd and got behind the emperor. He stood with his hands down and his shoulders down, looking like a loyal old minister.

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"Has the time come?" Zhu Cixiang asked.

"Here we are, now is the auspicious time for the funeral." Kong Yinzheng has now learned to recognize good times and auspicious times.

Zhu Cixiang nodded and said: "Let's go then. Don't let Emperor Daxing wait impatiently. He is very impatient."

Kong Yinzheng said: "Your Majesty, don't worry, the Supreme Emperor is not in a hurry on this matter."

Zhu Cixiang looked back at this white-bearded "fierce sage" who spoke very reasonable words, and said with a wry smile: "He is actually quite anxious. I am filial and won't let him leave early!"

This is the truth. If it weren't for Zhu Cihong's filial piety, Chongzhen would have been hanging on the crooked neck tree on Jingshan Mountain more than fifty years ago. It was Zhu Cihong's filial piety that moved God and forcibly retained Chongzhen for more than fifty years.

The most filial son in history is none other than Zhu Cixiang!

"What your Majesty said is absolutely true." Of course Kong Yinzheng could not disobey Zhu Cixiang's wishes. His Duke Yansheng still wanted to stay, so he immediately agreed, "I think the Emperor Daxing Taishang must be in heaven right now with Taishang."

Emperor Zugao praised you for your kindness!"

Zhu Cixi smiled: "Of course, there is no need for the emperor to praise me. Our ancestors knew that I was a filial son and grandson of the Ming Dynasty! The Ming Dynasty is lucky to have me, otherwise it would be unimaginable!"

"Your Majesty's words make sense!" Kong Yinzheng nodded repeatedly, obviously agreeing with what Emperor Zhu said from the bottom of his heart.

After praising himself, Zhu Cixiang nodded to his four brothers Zhu Cijiong, Zhu Cizhao, Zhu Cihuan, and Zhu Cibing, and said: "Let's go, let's see off our father together!"

Zhu Cixiang nodded, "Let's go then!" He pointed at the dozens of identical white carriages parked in the square outside Huangji Gate, and said to the four brothers and the prince Zhu Hexing: "Third, fourth

, Lao Wu, Lao Six, and Lucky Man, please pick a carriage each and we’ll set off right now!”

The carriages are all the same and will not carry flags. So after the carriage leaves Chengtian Gate, people outside will not know which carriage Zhu Cixiang is in and which carriage Zhu Hexing is in? If you want to assassinate Emperor Zhu Da,

That's not easy at all!

The road from Laoshan Palace to Wolong Mountain is not very close. It would take a long time to get there by horse carriage, so if we set out now, we would have to wait until around dusk to arrive.

After arriving, Chongzhen will not be buried immediately. He will have to stay in Huangjue Temple for one night. Early tomorrow morning, he will be sent to the underground palace in great splendor for Chongzhen.

"Maria," Zhu Cixi greeted his "Snow White" granddaughter again, "You and I can ride in the same car together. I still have something to say to you." PC::/

"Granddaughter obeys the decree." Maria Theresa responded and followed Emperor Zhu towards a white four-wheel carriage.

Dozens of knights on white horses with white clothes and armor walked out of the Chengtian Gate and walked up Yudao Long Street. Then, while riding their horses, they shouted loudly: "The Great Emperor of Daxing is traveling to Zi Palace. The official and civilian names are Bai."

,We welcome you as one!"

As soon as the knights in white clothes, white armor and white horses passed by, the drummers belonging to the bodyguards and the Jiaofangsi came out on foot, playing and playing. The music they played was not very sad, because Chongzhen was 90 years old and was still in his fifties.

The Supreme Emperor, who had lived for more than a year, had enjoyed all the glory and wealth in the world. He was not very peaceful when he died. Here he watched Orchid singing and dancing, and there he died with a kick.

The temple name Fuzong really lives up to its name!

Therefore, no one felt sad for his passing. No one among the nobles and common people watching the excitement on both sides of the royal road shed tears, but some people shouted: "Good luck to the Emperor, Daxing Taishang."

People's shouts reached Zhu Cihong and Maria Theresa, as well as Empress Wu, and the carriage shared by Emperor Wu and Concubine Wu. The mother of the wealthy king, Concubine Zheng, died of illness two years ago, so Wu Ake was promoted one level and became

The imperial concubine is below Wu Sanmei. She is now in her forties, but she is very well maintained. She looks in her mid-thirties at most, and is very charming. But compared with Maria Theresa, she is inferior.

Some looks.

"Maria," Zhu Cixi spoke slowly at this time, "your father's letter has been delivered to him. He has already obtained the big address. Half of Hungary, and is planning to let Karl marry the princess of the Bathory family in order to obtain Transylvania.

With the support of the Knights of Nia, your brother Karl will become the heir to the Kingdom of Hungary."

Maria Theresa asked: "So who will succeed the Archduke of Austria?"

"Your brother Frederick," Zhu Cihong said, "Austria and Hungary will never merge. And you," he paused and looked at the doll-like granddaughter, "your father hopes that you can marry Philip, Duke of Anjou.

, and become the Queen of Serbia.”

"With the Duke of Anjou?" Maria Theresa was stunned, "He is the third heir to the throne of the Roman Empire. How could he become the king of Serbia?"

Zhu Cixi smiled and said: "It seems that the Ottomans were really badly beaten. Not only did they lose Hungary, Bohemia, Croatia, and even Serbia are in danger, Wallachia and Moravia will probably be lost as well!"

He looked at Maria Theresa and said, "Maria, are you willing to marry the Duke of Anjou? If not, I will stop you."

"I" Maria Theresa's face was red, and she seemed quite satisfied with the marriage. Besides, the Duke of Anjou still had a certain chance of becoming the Emperor of Rome!

The Duke of Anjou is quite handsome, and he and Maria Theresa have known each other since they were children. They are not childhood sweethearts, but they still feel good.

Zhu Cixi laughed and said, "Okay! Since you are satisfied, I have nothing more to say. But there is one more thing. I have to remind you. If Prince Louis and the Duke of Burgundy do not live long, An
Chapter completed!