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

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But Zhu Di smiled happily: "Then you have to help me deal with it. I don't want to go down in the future and be chased and scolded by my father."

After the two laughed, they suddenly fell silent again.

After a long time, Zhu Di opened his mouth to speak.

"I can't let him go, but I can keep him alive."

"This kid said that I will know the answer when I am 50 years old. At that time, I will let him go."

Lu Lin was called out for no reason, and immediately felt a toothache.

In fact, you can treat me as dead.

Yao Guangxiao looked at Lu Lin and said with a smile, "The boy is more accurate than me."

"Blue comes from blue and is better than blue, you have to obey the old."

Zhu Di teased him.

"Yeah, I'm really old, and I wanted to pass on what I've learned all my life to him, but now, I'm afraid I won't have the chance."

Zhu Di asked him to take Lu Lin with him, but he never had a chance.

Later, the old monk was relieved, Lu Lin didn't need his teaching, Lu Lin had his own way, no worse than him.

If you really want to talk about teaching, it really doesn't matter who is teaching who.

The old monk suddenly waved to him and let him pass.

Lu Lin didn't know why and walked over.

"I have watched many people and measured many things, but I can't see through you, and I can't measure your future lifeline."

Lu Lin froze for a moment, couldn't see through it?

He himself can't see it through, he knows the ending of each one, but he doesn't know his own ending.

But it must not be too good, because in history, there is no such person as him.

Chapter 298 It's All Over

Yao Guangxiao's last wish was for the emperor to release Pu Qia.

But Zhu Di obviously didn't want to let him go. Jianwen was his heart knot in this life. If he couldn't find Jianwen, he would have no peace.

But in the face of his best friend's last request, he couldn't bear to refuse.

So I thought of a compromise.

Don't let Puqia go, but keep him alive and not let him suffer.

He just stayed in the Jinyiwei prison, and either compromised and told Jianwen's whereabouts, or waited for others to find Jianwen.

In this regard, Yao Guangxiao is not fighting for anything.

To save his life and prevent him from suffering in the Jinyiwei Prison is already his best effort.

After all, few who entered Jinyiwei since ancient times survived.

"Your Majesty, I'm a little tired."

This is the last farewell. The old monk wants to leave in a decent way, without crying or beating gongs and drums.

It's good to just walk quietly like this.

Zhu Di knew what he was thinking, and although he wanted to be with him, he really couldn't stand the pain of parting, so he had to get up.

"Then let's go this way, let's go here, you... slow down."

Zhu Di stood up and pressed his hand hard on his shoulder, which was the last farewell.

After finishing speaking, he took a deep breath, sorted out his clothes and thoughts, turned and left, and walked out of Jiming Temple without looking back.

The road ahead is long, and its repair is far away.

You go ahead.

Lu Lin followed behind without saying a word.

It didn't seem like a long time had passed along the way, but many people were sent away.

Whoever it is, I feel bad.

It's just that he is an emperor, so those joys and sorrows must be hidden in his heart.

After sending him back to the palace, Lu Lin returned to the Lu Mansion by himself.

Early the next morning, the news of Yao Guangxiao's death spread throughout the streets and alleys of Nanjing City.

According to Yao Guangxiao's own account, the imperial court did not give him a big deal, but just buried him with the etiquette of ordinary people.

And he said that he wanted to go back to Beiping, where he had already chosen a place of good geomantic omen for himself.

So the emperor complied with his wishes and asked for his body to be transported back to Peiping.

The greatest politician and conspirator during the Yongle period, and Zhu Di's first right-hand man, finally passed away with a smile on his face.

Throughout his life, he has sacrificed a lot.

But he didn't seem to get anything. He worked hard to practice his ambition in the first half of his life, but lived alone with guilt in the second half of his life.

From Jianwen, to Fang Xiaoru, to those tens of thousands of Jing Nan orphans, it seems that there is a fire added by him in each of them.

So he didn't live well in the second half of his life, fame, fortune and wealth did not make his conscience feel better.

So in the end, he asked Zhu Di to let Pu Qia go, not to redeem Pu Qia, but to redeem his own soul.

They were innocent, but life forced them to make such a decision. If it was possible, who wouldn't want their wives and children to be on the bed.

But in any case, for him, everything is over.

When people die, the lights go out, and there is no need to suffer anymore.

The team transporting the coffin quietly left the city in the early morning. No one knew that this conspirator who had strategized and swayed all his life left Nanjing so quietly.

When he entered Nanjing, he rode a tall horse, high-spirited, and walked towards the fruit of victory step by step.