SFS Chapter 39
Chapter 39
He looked at the doctors and finally plucked up the courage.
“My grandpa, how is the situation?” Zhu Ji said.
And while talking, he looked nervouslyLook at those imperial doctors.
The imperial doctors were also a little scared, and they finally knelt down.
“Returning to Taisun, the current emperor only lives day and night.
boom!
When these words were spoken, they roared like thunder.
But at this moment in the void, both Zhu Yuanzhang, Empress Ma and others were stunned.
There were some changes on their faces, and it took them a long time to react.
Because this was something they didn’t expect, even though they knew Emperor Yongle was in poor health.
But when they heard the doctors say such words, their hearts became even more nervous.
“Why is this happening? Why is the fourth child’s body so exhausted?” Zhu Yuanzhang said distressedly.
“This Emperor Yongle has been fighting in Mobei all his life. His body has long been tired. He just held on. Now he can’t hold on anymore.” Ye Han said softly from the side.
As soon as these words came out, everyone’s faces changed.
“He was a good emperor. He must not die like this. He must not die like this.” Zhu Biao said from the side, feeling a little distressed.
This man was not only his younger brother, but also the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, so no matter what, he couldn’t just watch him die.
“According to historical development, Emperor Yongle passed away in the 22nd year of Yongle.” Ye Han sighed.
“Now that you have seen this, you should accept the reality.” Ye Han said.
His eyes moved. In fact, he could take action. If it really came to that point, he could still take action.
He also wanted to see what Emperor Yongle looked like in his later years and when he was about to die.
While they were talking, the scene continued.
In the base camp, Zhu Ji came over and wiped his eyes.
He saw his grandfather and had opened his eyes.
“Grandpa, are you awake?” he said worriedly.
“Yeah, I’m awake.’
“How is my health now? I know I was stubborn this time. I was really stubborn.” Emperor Yongle’s voice was a little hoarse.
Zhu Zhanji’s eyes were red, and tears fell on the bed.
“Grandpa, let’s go home.”
This short sentence made the grandson shed tears.
Emperor Yongle was silent for a moment. At this time, he was thinking a lot, and he remembered how he and General Xu Da went to the north 20 years ago.
Emperor Yongle’s mouth moved.
“All heroes grow old.”
“And I’m afraid I won’t be able to bear it this time. I’m afraid I won’t be able to go back.”
Emperor Yongle has never been so tired or in pain like today.
His life has been too bitter. In this life, he has paid too much to prove his throne.
After all, in the eyes of the world, he had read the throne of his eldest nephew, and in the eyes of the world, he was a thief who stole the country.
Some people called him a thief, others called him a treasonous person.
But no one knows how much effort he put in for the entire Ming Dynasty and the entire world.
Zheng He’s voyages to the West, the Five Conquests of Mobei, the opening of canals, and the construction of the Great Wall made it possible for all nations to come to court.
Throughout the ages, which emperor can compare with him?
Zhu Zhanji cried even harder.
He looked at his grandfather and was scared. He was really scared.
In his heart, his grandfather is a great hero and a worthy hero of the Ming Dynasty.
“I have a book here, take it and take a look.” Emperor Yongle suddenly said and looked at his waist.
Zhu Ji hesitated for a moment, and finally took out an origami inside.
Zhu Ji was stunned for a moment, he hesitated, and then started to look.
This is the fate of the Ming Dynasty calculated by Yao Guangxiao during his lifetime.
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