Daming: In the beginning, he mistakenly regarded Emperor Yongle as his own father

Old man, he used death to scare me.

Zhu Di simply pulled out his Son of Heaven Sword and threw it at Yang Shiqi's feet.

"Since Mr. Shoufu wants to die so much, I will grant you the gift of suicide."

Yang Shiqi didn't hesitate either.

Picking up the sword, facing the direction of the imperial mausoleum, shouting.

"The Taizu is above, and all the martyrs of the Ming Dynasty are above. The emperor is warlike, and it is a disaster for the Ming Dynasty. The minister is incompetent and cannot persuade Your Majesty. You should die to apologize."

After talking, he stuck his neck, and really wanted to kill himself.

The knife had already cut the skin of his neck, but fortunately Zhu Neng was quick and rushed over to stop him.

"Yang Shoufu, if you have something to say, please say it. This Fengtian Palace is a place for discussion. Do you want blood to splash on Fengtian Palace?"

Yang Shiqi remained unmoved, with a stalk in his neck, and said with his head held high.

"If His Majesty is so belligerent and insists on conquests himself, the Ming Dynasty will perish sooner or later. When the Tatar cavalry step into Nanjing, who will survive? It would be better for the lower officials to die now, and get a good reputation as a deadly remonstrance."

Zhu Di was so angry that he blew his beard and stared, and his whole body was trembling slightly.

"You are a loyal minister who remonstrates with death, and I am a foolish king who is loyal and harsh, isn't it?"

"Hmph." Yang Shiqi snorted coldly: "Your Majesty is so belligerent that he insists on conquering himself. Your Majesty is not a faint king, but a tyrant."

"Presumptuous, Yang Shiqi, do you really think I dare not kill you?"

Zhu Di was so angry that he jumped up from the dragon chair, and rushed down to snatch the knife from Zhu Neng and chop him.

Zhu Neng quickly put down Yang Shiqi, and ran to pull Zhu Di.

"Your Majesty calm down, Lord Yang is also doing it for Daming."

"He is for Daming, then I am a faint king, I am brutal and bloodthirsty and warlike."

Ouch hello.

This time Zhu Neng is inside and outside but not human.

"General Zhu, how can you arrange Your Majesty like this?"

Yang Shiqi changed his previous attitude of preferring death to surrender, and turned his finger on Zhu Neng.

"My lord Yang, what nonsense are you talking about? When did the officials arrange for His Majesty? It is obvious that you disobeyed His Majesty."

"Zhu Neng, Yang Shoufu is a deadly admonition, and he is willing to persuade you with his life for the sake of Daming. How can you say that he disobeys me?"

Zhu Di also suddenly united front with Yang Shiqi, and his eyes fell on Zhu Neng.

Zhu Neng: ...

Well, let the two of you finish talking.

You are wise and martial, seeking justice for the [-] Ming army.

One is loyal to the country and does not hesitate to remonstrate with death.

In the end, he was the only one meddling in the relationship.

"It's not Your Majesty, Yang Shoufu, you guys are quarreling, but, but don't mess with me."

I saved people and I did the wrong thing.

"Okay, okay, I'll let you die to understand, put on plain clothes, and I'll take you to meet someone, after seeing you, you die again."

Zhu Di dragged Yang Shiqi and walked out.

Yang Shiqi looked confused, wondering what the emperor wanted to show him?

But he made up his mind, no matter what he looked at, he would never waver, and he would never let the emperor personally conquest.

If you want to conscript yourself, just step over his corpse.

Zheng He, an eunuch, can plead for the people without fear of death, and Yang Shiqi, the head of the cabinet, can also do his best for the great Ming Dynasty.

It's tough.

Chapter 15 The emperor guards the gate of the country, the king dies

Lu Lin received the reward and has moved back to his former mansion in Nanjing a few days ago.

After all, he went to Changsha just to wait for his father. Now that his father has returned to Nanjing to do business, it is understandable that he is moving back.

at this time.

Emperor Yongle of the Ming Dynasty, pulling the collar of the chief minister of the cabinet, grabbed each other and ran to the Lu residence.

Both of them stared at each other coldly.

That scene...

Simply.

Rarely seen in a hundred years.

Lu Lin couldn't do it anymore because of the two of them.

"What are you doing? Fight and go far away?"

"He was beaten to death in my house, what counts as yours?"

Zhu Di let go of Yang Shiqi's collar angrily, and said angrily, "This is a friend of my military department, and he scolded His Majesty for being warlike and bound to lose."

That aggrieved energy, an expression of wanting Lu Lin to uphold justice for him.

Lu Lin was speechless: "People scolded the emperor, not you, why are you angry?"

"I..." Zhu Di was choked by him for a moment, and he was instantly deflated, and said with a babble: "As a citizen of Ming Dynasty, I don't like it."

Yang Shiqi was stunned when he heard this.

What is this for?

Listening to the meaning of this brat's words, does he not know that the person in front of him is His Majesty now?

And Your Majesty seems to be very cooperative with his performance?