"Your Highness, Miss Qing is here."

Yao Qingqing walked up to the attic with her skirt in hand.

Wu Qing behind her could no longer wait, so she followed him to Zhu Xu, approached him and whispered.

After listening to it, Zhu Xu's face was quite wonderful and he remained silent for a long time.

He thought he had nothing to do with him, but he didn't expect that Zhu Youxiao had hidden this hand.

Seeing that Zhu Xu didn't say anything, Wu Qing urged with a panic look on his face, "Your Highness, hurry up, my sister has gone to Eunuch Liu to inform the foreign ministers that the empress's intention is to announce it to the world tonight so as not to cause trouble for villains."

Zhu Xu took a deep breath, nodded, explained a few words, and followed Wu Qing to the Ganqing Palace.

I first met Queen Zhang, and then I saw Zhu Youxiao on the hospital bed.

At this moment, Zhu Youxiao's face was pale and his lips were chapped. Except for his slightly slight ups and downs on his chest, it was no different from the dead.

Zhu Xu looked at him and suddenly became stunned, with dry eyes.

Some memories surging like a dam breaking, the first time I wrote, the first time I carved, the first time I left the palace... I was sick, injured, made mistakes, and everything was inseparable from the man in front of me.

In this world, if you want to find two people who are most important to him, I am afraid that it is Queen Zhang and him. There are too many emotions that are difficult to describe. Queen Zhang is both a sister-in-law and a mother, and Zhu Youxiao is also a brother and a father!

Queen Zhang stood beside Zhu Xu, turned her head to catch a glimpse of his red eyes, gently pulled him, walked into the bed, and whispered, "Emperor, King Hui is here."

Zhu Youxiao opened his eyes, his eyes were dull, but he was a little happy, his fingers moved and said, "Come on, sit next to me."

Zhu Xu let out a long sigh of relief, suppressing the discomfort in his heart, sat on the edge of the bed and looked at Zhu Youxiao at close range.

His eyes were sunken and his face was thin. If it weren't for his pale and delicate face, he would be like an old man who was dying and looked very pitiful.

Zhu Youxiao opened his eyes and looked at Zhu Xu hard. Seeing his eyes were red, his lips were pursed tightly, he chuckled softly and said, "Don't be sad, I'm going to see the ancestors and the ancestors apologize..."

Zhu Xu looked at him, saying a thousand words, but he was stuck at his mouth and couldn't say a word.

Zhu Youxiao blinked, changed his tone with difficulty, and continued, "I want to be the emperor, don't be so petty, listen to me."

"You should read more and understand what the party and fining disaster is, what the party struggle is..."

"I just realized that the civil and military officials in the court are too idle, so you have to find something for them..."

"Shanhai care cannot be lost, Taizu's foundation cannot be lost..."

"I don't worry if you leave your princess to you..."

"Zhongxian and virtuous, can be considered a big deal..."

"I am diligent and dedicated to my brothers, and my country is the most important thing..."

Zhu Youxiao lay there, his eyes closed, his mouth muttering. He could hear clearly in front and almost whisper from behind. He could only see his lips moving, but he could not hear the sound.

Empress Zhang was crying and sat by the bed, holding Zhu Youxiao's hand tightly.

Zhu Xu finally couldn't help but cry. He gritted his teeth and said softly and firmly: "Don't worry, brother, I will do my best to do my best in family affairs and state affairs, and never slacken at all!"

Zhu Youxiao seemed to hear Zhu Xu's words, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, his lips stopped squirming, and his chest gradually disappeared.

Queen Zhang felt it, lying on the bed, holding it back, and crying bitterly.

Zhu Xu didn't know what to say, so he sat for a while before wiping his tears and quietly walked out of the palace gate.

"The emperor has passed away!"

The first sound came from somewhere, and then the entire palace resounded through the sky. The originally bright night darkened at some point, as if there was thunder.

Zhu Xu stood in front of the palace gate, his mind was not in his mind, and his heart was in a mess.

On the one hand, Zhu Youxiao's death, and on the other hand, he really wants to be the emperor. Can he really do it well? Will his final fate be like Chongzhen, and he end up with the fate of the country and the country being destroyed?

I don’t know how long it took, but suddenly, torches rushed into the Ganqing Palace. Then Gu Bingqian led dozens of ministers, both civil and military officials, all wearing court uniforms, and was officially awe-inspiring. After walking a few steps, he knelt on the ground and shouted.

"Long live my emperor!"

"Long live my emperor!"

"Long live my emperor!"

Everyone was shouting, the mountains and thunder were thundering, and the sound was echoing in the Ganqing Palace.

Zhu Xu had never seen such a scene before. He felt a gust of wind rushing to his face, making him dizzy and unable to stand firmly.

"Prince, please come with us."

Zhang Weixian was wearing a duke's uniform, holding the handle of the knife in one hand, and supporting Zhu Xu with one arm.

On the other side, Sun Chengzong held the will and supported Zhu Xu's other arm, "Your Majesty, come with us."

Before the two of them could finish their words, Cao Huachun, Liu Shimin, Cao Wenzhao and Cao Bianjiao also walked in quickly. The four of them led a group of eunuchs in the Silijian and five hundred musketeers respectively.

When Zhu Xu saw this, he felt a little confident and calmed down.

At this time, Queen Zhang also walked out, stood in front of the palace gate, nodded slightly, and gave Zhu Xu a calm look.

Zhu Xu took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Let's go."

Soon, a group of people hugged Zhu Xu, and they were not going to Wenhua Hall, but to Huangji Hall. On the way, there was a dragon robe covered in his body and Yu rushed over. Zhu Xu was hugged like a puppet and walked forward.

Zhu Xu and others arrived at the Huangji Palace. King Xin had been waiting for a long time and did not talk much. Zhu Xu was supported by Cao Huachun and Liu Shimin and sat on the dragon throne. Hundreds of civil and military generals and ministers knelt on the ground and shouted like a tide.

"Long live my emperor!"

Zhu Xu sat on the high dragon throne, everything seemed like a dream. Even if he was mentally prepared, he was still dizzy and could not calm down.

The ministers may be able to understand the little emperor's helplessness, and they were not in a hurry, waiting for Zhu Xu to show him.

Although Cao Huachun was an old man in the palace, he had never experienced these things. His master became the emperor. At this moment, he was filled with excitement and had no idea. Instead, Liu Shimin approached and called quietly, "Emperor."

Zhu Xu's mind was trembling, blinked, and forced himself to calm down. He lowered his head slightly, and his body trembled imperceptibly.

His eyes were condescending, and each of the people kneeling below could see clearly.

The front was King Xin, followed by Gu Bingqian, Sun Chengzong and others from the cabinet. On both sides were the six ministers and ministers, the censors of the Censorate, the Dali Temple, etc. Some knew each other, but some did not, but so many people still had a strong sense of oppression and surged towards him.

Zhu Xu gritted his teeth and breathed a sigh in his heart. He looked at the King Xin in front of him and sang: "The emperor's will, the five emperors' brothers assisted in the administration, and he was now in charge. King Xin will work with the cabinet and the ministers to discuss the great funeral of the late emperor and the new emperor's ascension to the throne!"

"I will obey the order!"

King Xin led the leader to kneel down, then stood up, and wanted to discuss in the hall.

"Emperor, Your Majesty! Good news..."

Suddenly, a guard in the brocade clothes ran in and shouted at the same time.

The Ming court is very familiar with the Jiebao Ming court, because the south is almost invincible against the riots, rebellions, and even the invasions of Annan, He, Lan and others. Therefore, no one was surprised and just stopped and waited for someone to report.

After all, this is also a happy event for the new emperor to ascend the throne, and it is a good sign.

"Emperor, Liaodong Ningyuan Victory!" (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!