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

Zhu Di stood up and patted him on the shoulder.

"The capital will be moved soon, you are ready to prepare."

"I... still want to stay in Nanjing."

Moving the capital, civil and military officials, and relatives of the emperor must definitely move there.

Even as early as the beginning of the year, the government began to move people from the south to Beiping.

Beiping is still a border city, with a small population, limited land development, and average living conditions.

So if you want to make Beiping prosperous quickly, the easiest way is to move all the things in Nanjing there.

The most important of these is population.

As long as there is a population, everything can develop slowly.

Without enough population, everything is useless.

But Lu Lin was neither an ordinary citizen nor a relative of the emperor, so it was of little significance to move there.

"Why? Is Peking not good?"

Zhu Di didn't seem to have thought that he would not want to go to Peiping. He was asked to go to Beiping to supervise the work before, on the one hand, it was to make him famous.

On the one hand, it also gave him a little impression of Peiping and gave him a sense of belonging to Peking.

Prepare for future relocation.

Unexpectedly, he was still unwilling to go to Peiping.

"Peking is very good, but I have no intention of career, so I'd better stay in Nanjing."

Lu Lin didn't dare to say directly that in the past few years, the party struggle was too cruel, and he didn't want to get involved anymore.

Wouldn't it be nice to stay in Nanjing, stay away from court, and live an ordinary life?

Zhu Di frowned: "You haven't entered an official career yet?"

"Even if you go to Peiping, no one will force you to become an official in the court."

"I know, but not being an official in the court doesn't mean I can stay away from the center of power."

He is now the prince's son-in-law, whether he does it or not, whether he wants to or not, King Han and King Zhao will list him as a key target.

What's more, this time, he was the one who brought the two back, and they believed that Lu Lin had already participated in the party struggle, and he was with the prince to deal with them.

Taking ten thousand steps back, even if they don't deal with him, but when he sees them deal with the prince, can he really stand by and watch?

Obviously not, for example, the last time the prince greeted him, and this time they rebelled, and he himself played a very important role in it.

The king of Han obviously regarded him as a thorn in his side, so he came to take over his horse farm as soon as he took power.

"I still need you."

Zhu Di had to admit that he didn't know when he had become dependent on Lu Lin, and wanted to talk to him about everything, so that he could have a solid foundation in his heart.

Lu Lin opened his mouth to say something, when suddenly an old eunuch hurried in, looking very flustered.

"His Majesty."

"What's the matter?"

Zhu Di immediately put away his fragility just now, revealing his serious face as always.

The old eunuch was silent for a while, and then spoke with difficulty.

"Mr. Yao, I'm afraid it won't work."

Hearing this, Zhu Di suddenly became stiff all over, and stared at the old eunuch in horror and disbelief, as if he didn't believe what he said.

"You are talking nonsense..."

He didn't say a few words of nonsense, but suddenly felt a tightness in his chest, fainted for a while, and almost fell to the ground.

Lu Lin quickly supported him, his eyes were very worried.

"Are you OK?"

Zhu Di waved his hands, ignoring his sadness, and hurried forward.

"Quick, go to Jiming Temple."

After walking two steps, he turned back and said to the old eunuch.

"Send someone to find Miracle Doctor Hua."

After speaking, he pulled Lu Lin again: "You also go with me."

No matter what, keep him.

Yao Guangxiao is not only his military adviser, but also his best friend for many years.

Chapter 297 The Last Wish

When they arrived at Jiming Temple, Yao Guangxiao was lying on the bed dying.

His face was sallow, but his eyes were still bright, and his clothes were clean and decent, as if he had been carefully groomed.

It seems that he also knows that his time is approaching, so he has already arranged his makeup and wants to walk decently.

"Your Majesty, are you here?"

Seeing Zhu Di's first reaction, Yao Guangxiao didn't kneel down in a hurry, but lay on the bed with a smile on his face, as if seeing an old friend.

Zhu Di walked over and sat by his bed.

"Don't worry, I've sent someone to find Hua Miracle Doctor, and I'll be there soon."

Yao Guangxiao smiled: "You don't need to look for Your Majesty, the old monk made a divination for himself last night, and the end is approaching."

Hearing this, Zhu Di couldn't help frowning.

Fortune tellers, aren't they the most taboo to fortune tell for themselves?

It seems that his time is really numbered, and even this taboo has been lost.

Zhu Di is used to seeing life and death, but at this moment, he still can't help feeling sad.