Chapter 120                                                             

Zhu Qizhen shouted: "Why are you laughing at?"

The prince stopped laughing and said, "Father, it's time, you are still lying to me, no, you are still lying to yourself. Think about it, what kind of person are you? How are you willing to let go of power? How are you willing to hand over the power to me?"

"When I was a child, what you taught me was how to fight for power, preserve power, and use power. You have always told me that power is never given, but taken away. Don't trust any politician. Only believe in interests, only the interests themselves."

"As an emperor, you should not have a personal relationship, love the world very much, and not love a person."

"You have set an example for me in these things?"

"Since I was four years old, I received the most rigorous education. Before leaving Beijing, I had never slept in a lazy sleep for more than ten years. After leaving Beijing, I had a period of time when I was digging a canal in Lanzhou. At that time, I didn't have to think about anything, just do things. A simple thing is enough, and I would not think about anything else. Until I arrived in Guangxi, I met Concubine Wang, and I always did it according to your arrangements, trying to understand the people, understand the Ming Dynasty, and prepare for the future ascending the throne and benefiting the Ming Dynasty."

"But, I waited for twenty-five years, but I waited for a grandson to be released? But I waited for the exile of Nanyang and would never return home for life."

"Yes, I believed at first that you were trying to sharpen me,"

"When a person has given great responsibilities, he must first suffer his mind and mind, exhaust his muscles and bones, starve his body, and lose his body. He acts and makes things difficult for him. Therefore, he has moved his heart and endured his nature and has made things difficult for him."

"I believe it, but for many years now. I have been in Nanyang, working diligently and without any complaints. However, Father, you are seriously ill for half a year and almost unable to attend the court, but you are still harsh on me and do not allow me to go back to Beijing. This will give me the reputation of being very unfilial, and have so many benefits to my good brother. Once I arrived in Nanjing, I cut off my other wings. You said that you have never thought about changing the prince in this way?"

Zhu Qizhen's face was so angry that his face turned red, but he couldn't speak for a moment.

Huaien said, "Your Highness, you misunderstood Your Majesty. Your Majesty has no such intention?"

The prince sneered and said, "This is what you taught me. Your heart is the only one. How can we know this? This old dog is said to be your confidant, but I know that the emperor only has chess pieces and has no confidant. If there is one, it is just a chess piece that is in the name of a confidant. You will not let anyone know such a big thing until the time comes, including this old dog."

Zhu Qizhen said, "I said I didn't mean to change the prince, you don't believe it at all."

The prince said, "With believe, how can you not believe it? But if you just have a thought, I will be gone. But it is also true? How can a real man be controlled by others? Moreover, it is your father who has no favors. It is better to talk about interests with you. In my opinion, what you want to do most is to let me die overseas and support the grandson. My stupid son is still young and knows nothing. Father, you just worry about your children and grandsons for a few more years."

"Even if my father lives for a hundred years, my son is less than sixty years old, so he can afford to wait."

"Or, it's not impossible to change to another grandson."

"Father, you always have a way."

When Zhu Qizhen heard a sentence, he felt like a knife was inserted into his heart and said, "I am in your heart, is that the case?" The prince said, "The father thinks it is yes, and he thinks it is not, and thunder, rain and dew are all the intentions of Your Majesty."

The two fell into silence again for a moment.

If what the prince said was false, Zhu Qizhen might not have lost his composure like this, because what the prince said was true. Zhu Qizhen had been doing this for decades and lived in a lifestyle of coexistence with power. I am the country, and the country is me. Those who follow me will prosper and rebellion against me will perish.

Power and Zhu Qizhen parasitize each other.

This does not mean that it can be peeled off.

Although Zhu Qizhen felt that abdication now would be beneficial to the long-term peace and stability of the world in the Ming Dynasty. In essence, he has been delaying. From here to here, from here to here, one after another.

Is this not to worry?

No, it is essentially a reluctance to give up power.

Now, Zhu Qizhen is a little unscrupulous in controlling the Ming Dynasty. This is the workaholic way Zhu Qizhen used to be, which makes Zhu Qizhen unable to do so. But not every emperor is like this.

How could Zhu Qizhen get a job done? It can not only reduce his workload, but also control the working methods of the court? Will Zhu Qizhen repent of his previous actions, such as letting the prince supervise the country and letting the prince get a piece of the highest power. The monarchy that was originally exclusive to one person had something called the crown prince to share.

Zhu Qizhen himself didn't know either.

He himself has no confidence.

Perhaps someone can abandon power as a cover. But most of these people are people who have never had power.

The prince said that Zhu Qizhen had a lot of things, and he didn't even think about it.

This is why Zhu Qizhen was satisfied with the prince and did not want the prince to return to Beijing.

The emperor is a dragon, and the dragon is the top gambler. A sky, a world, only one dragon is enough. It is absolutely impossible to have two dragons, even if it is a husband and wife, father and son are not allowed.

This is an extremely strange paradox.

Only such top predators can fully exert the power of the emperor. They are the real emperors. No power is overflowing. And this dragon cannot even its own descendants be dragons.

The profession of the emperor requires one dragon, which is a position that governs the world with one person. It is not a dragon among people, and it cannot be played with at all.

Zhu Qizhen opened his mouth, as if he said something to the prince? But he couldn't say anything.

There is a deep gap between father and son.

As expected, as the prince said, I had a lot to say just now, but I wanted to say nothing at this moment.

Zhu Qizhen was silent for a while and said, "Since I went on a tour, the only scenery I saw was the most fascinating thing about the North Sea Aurora. Although it was bitter and cold, it couldn't freeze you now. Since you are tired of staying in Nanyang, go to Beihai."

The prince smiled softly and said, "I am the King of Beihai Zhu Jianjun, pay homage to Your Majesty. Long live my emperor."

Zhu Qizhen said: "Do you have anyone to take care of?"

The prince said, "Please rest assured, my son will not let my father make things difficult for him."

Zhu Qizhen stood for a long time, turned around and walked away with big strides, Huai'en bowed and followed him out. After returning to the bedroom, Zhu Qizhen collapsed on the bed, staring at the roof with his eyes blankly, and finally had insomnia. At this moment.

The prince also sat in the room blankly, letting Yueguang climb up his face little by little, as if he had woken up from death, as cold as frost.

The prince took out a wax ball from his hair.

After all, the prince is the prince. Even now he has become a prisoner, he still has the treatment he deserves, and the superiors and subordinates dare not be negligent.

He just took away the weapons and various drugs on his body, and did not dare to do anything else. This allowed the poison prepared by the prince to save. Under the moonlight, he crushed the wax pills and took out the pills the size of a little finger. This was a secret poison made in southern Xinjiang. As long as he took it, it would be difficult for the gods to save them.

This was prepared by the prince for himself. There was no bad smell of poison at all, but a sweet smell.

The prince thought to himself: "Maybe there are signs of today's events. The prince's roaming is broken. Can the prince still survive? Go and have a rest."

For a politician, political death is even more difficult to accept than physical death. The prince is very clear about today's situation. He is already dead politically. This stinky skin is useless.

The prince swallowed the honey pill in one mouthful, but it stuck in his throat. After coughing for a while, he swallowed it. The prince felt that his internal organs were shaken by the cough, and he felt extremely uncomfortable. It seemed that something wanted to fly out of his chest and abdomen.

This is another reason why the prince is so anxious.

He has been in Nanyang for a long time and is sick and can't wait for too long.

The death of the prince was discovered the next day and reported to Zhu Qizhen.

Zhu Qizhen was asking Huai'en to comb his hair. When he heard the news, he suddenly stood up and broke countless white hairs. He said, "What did you say?"

All the eunuchs led by Huai'en knelt on the ground, not daring to breathe.

Only the eunuch who had just reported the message said, "Crown Prince, Prince, the prince is gone."

Zhu Qizhen suddenly sat on the chair and said, "Okay, okay, okay, die well. die well."

I don’t know how many ministers inside and outside the prince’s death can reassure the inside and outside ministers, especially those who have made contributions to suppress the rebellion. What they are most worried about is the resurrection of the prince, but now it has given them a reassurance and also made many people feel relieved, such as those who are involved with the prince.

The political crisis caused by the incident of the prince's seizure, was not yet resolved by Zhu Qizhen, but most of the death of the prince was gone.

Isn’t this a good thing, a great thing?

But Zhu Qizhen didn't know what, and she burst into tears without realizing it. It seemed that the 17 or 18-year-old boy was energetic, riding white hair, holding a bow and arrow, and said, "Father, I'll go." Then he disappeared into the horizon.

He really left at this moment.

Although the three words Zhu Jianjun are not dry, they are also written into history.

At this moment, Zhu Qizhen felt deeply bored, and felt deeply disgusted by all intrigues and intrigues. He asked himself, what did he do over the years?

He doesn't know.
Chapter completed!