On the sixth day of the eighth month, the king's mansion was set.

"His Royal Highness King Ding, my lord said that everything is ready, as soon as the first emperor's mourning period arrives, he can help His Highness achieve great things!" An old slave with gray hair in the main hall of Dingwang's Mansion said.

"This king knows, tell your family, when this king succeeds, he will definitely not be treated badly, the position of the three princes, this king is at your family's choice!" Dingwang Zhu Cijiong was dressed in a blue-green brocade robe and sat in the center of the main hall.

Although Zhu Cihong was only fifteen years old, his eyes were very deep, so that the old slaves in the hall did not dare to look directly.

"Yes, the small one must return truthfully, and the small one will retire!" The old slave didn't dare to say much, so he saluted and went away after getting the king's permission.

At the age of fifteen, if in the next life, he would be just a middle school student frowning and calculating a quadratic equation.

At the age of fifteen, if you are a child of an official eunuch, you are a reader who gnaws on the four books and five classics every day and dreams of high school.

However, at the age of fifteen, if they are born into the royal family, the power struggle will make them mature quickly.

Born in the royal bloodline, they don't have to calculate any one-dimensional quadratic equations, let alone worry about the imperial examination, they are already standing at the pinnacle of power.

What can make them feel excited and unattainable is only the last step, the seat to the sky!

The prince is already one man and above ten thousand, but how can a man driven by the lust for power be content?

It is better to be above 10,000 people under one person than above 10,000 people under no one, and he Zhu Cihong will be a person above 10,000 people.

"Lord Wang, the old slave's left eye has been jumping suddenly in the past few days, the old saying is that the left eye is Hun and the right eye is auspicious, and the old slave ......" Seeing the old man get up and go, Li Huixing, the eunuch in charge of the Dingwang Mansion, persuaded in a low voice, but was interrupted by Zhu Cihong before he finished speaking.

"Shut up! This king has his own measure, you just need to be loyal to your duty, if you dare to talk nonsense, don't blame this king for ignoring friendship! Zhu Cihong was furious.

Since Zhu Cijiong was sensible, Li Huixing has followed him, almost watching him grow up, Zhu Cijiong has never been valued by Chongzhen, and he is always scolded by Chongzhen when he is naughty, and many pots are carried by Li Huixing.

It is precisely because of this that even if Li Huixing disobeyed several times, he still did not punish him.

If it was an ordinary person, he would have been beaten to death by him a long time ago.

"The old slave should die, the old slave should die, it's just that the old slave is old, and he has seen a lot of things, according to the news that the old slave saw His Majesty's serious illness came suddenly, I am afraid that something strange will be there, my lord!"

Li Huixing knew that if he didn't persuade him, no one in this palace would dare to speak, although many courtiers came to express their allegiance, even the humerus minister of the first emperor also vaguely said that he would obey the prince's orders.

But Your Majesty is still good to say, that An Guogong is a good match, for more than a year, which one of the people planted in his hands is not a figure with hands and eyes?

Dingwang grew up watching him, and he categorically didn't want to watch his prince embark on this road, it was too risky.

"You get out of here, I don't want to see you! If you dare to say more, this king will kill you! Zhu Cijiong was furious and pointed at Li Huixing with his finger.

What is he afraid of? Even if his father deliberately set up a situation, he was not afraid, he never took a step out of the palace, even the servants in his palace.

Everything was done by those courtiers, and he Zhu Cijiong had nothing to do with him, if he really got to that point, as long as he bit it, it was all done by the courtiers, it was their wishful thinking, and they had to act like this.

Could it be that his father would kill him because of this? It's simply not possible.

Unless the evidence is conclusive to prove that he has rebelled, the Ming Dynasty has no precedent for killing the prince, and he has no fear.

He knew that once the crown prince Zhu Cihong succeeded to the throne, he would immediately move out of the capital, go to the fiefdom in the far south, and leave the capital forever.

He also knew that if he really left the capital, it would be difficult to come back.

Without the emperor's edict, even the prince could not leave his fiefdom, he could only be like hundreds of thousands of royal families in the Ming Dynasty, in the fiefdom, eating and waiting for death!

Wealth is in danger, and this risk is worth taking.

……

A mansion on West Street in the inner city of Beijing.

"Mingchen, have all arrangements been made over there?" An old man's voice came from the dark room.

"Don't worry, Lord Jiao made it clear that he had rebelled against a general in the Beijing camp, as soon as there is definite news outside the customs, we will have 5,000 soldiers, plus the internal response in the palace, as long as the battalion soldiers enter the imperial city, great things can be expected!" Another voice said, speaking with some excitement.

"Well, don't be careless, there have been many changes in Jinyiwei and Dongchang in the past few days, tell others that there is no important matter, and Hugh will go to His Royal Highness Dingwang's mansion again." The old man said again.

"Obey your lordship's orders, and the lower officials will report later."

"Well, let's go down!" The old man waved his hand, and the middle-aged man walked away.

The old man got up and walked to the window, looking out of the window with his hands behind his back, the weather outside the courtyard was gloomy and there was not a trace of wind.

Your Majesty, the ministers are not for profit, and the ministers are also for the century-old foundation of the Ming Dynasty!

The old man looked at the sky that was about to rain and sighed, I hope everything goes well!

"Master, master, something is wrong!" As soon as the old man turned around, the butler ran in in a panic.

"What's so alarming?" The old man had a hidden worry, the old butler had followed him for decades and had never seen him like this.

"Master, there is news from the Ministry of War, Your Majesty's health is fine."

Suddenly a bright light flashed in the sky, and there was a thunderclap.

It's going to rain!

"What do you say? Can the message be accurate? The old man looked astonished, obviously out of proportion.

The reason why he is so determined and so risky is because he knows that Chongzhen's illness is really a terminal illness!

Coupled with the fact that the march and the war were very tiring, it was not surprising that Chongzhen had never suffered such a crime and fell.

What's more, when Chongzhen was in a coma, there happened to be a guerrilla beside him who saw it with his own eyes, and this guerrilla was his distant nephew.

The old man's gamble is not even betting on whether Chongzhen is really seriously ill, in his opinion, Chongzhen must have passed soon, he is betting on Liu Hongjian who is in trouble!

He wanted to use all the power at his disposal, and when he returned from the Chongzhen Sang period, he impeached Liu Hong above the court and gradually became uncontrollable, bewitching His Majesty to go on the expedition, so that it would make a big mistake.

As long as you can win the thief leader Liu Hongjian above the court, everything will return to normal, even if the king fails, that is, at most return to the same situation as before.

This court is still the battlefield of their civil servants, not a yellow-haired boy who has not dried up.

But all this ...... It's messed up...... It's all messed up.

"It's true, my lord, the news that the military department just got that His Majesty has arrived at Shanhaiguan, not only is his condition stable, but he even presided over a wedding! My lord? …… My lord! ”

……

Four days later, outside the Desheng Gate.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack! "The Ming army on the city wall saw thousands of horses galloping outside the city from a distance, and their souls were shocked in an instant.

"I am the son of tomorrow, do you want to rebel?"

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