How did you, a prisoner on death row, become an important weapon of the country? Yecheng Gao Weiming

After Zhu Youjian failed to visit Li Xin, time flew by.

With the Little Ice Age raging, the sixth and seventh years of the Apocalypse are destined to be two years of disaster.

This is recorded in Ming history.

On May 7, the sixth year of Tianqi, there was a fire in Wang Gong's factory, causing numerous casualties.

On June 5, there was an earthquake in the capital, which lasted for a long time.

On the 11th, the Yellow River mouth burst its banks and flooded Guangwu County.

On July 10, there was a flood in the capital, and severe drought and locust plague occurred in Jiangbei, Shandong and other places.

In August, Shaanxi bandits rose up and invaded Guangyuan.

In early autumn, there were floods in the north of the Yangtze River and locusts in the south of the river. The bare ground was thousands of miles away, and people changed their bodies to eat...

In December, an earthquake hit southern Zhili, resulting in thousands of casualties.

In the first month of the seventh year of the Apocalypse, the Chengcheng Peasants' Incident killed the county magistrate Zhang Douyao.

In the spring of the same year, Jiannu from Liaodong went east to conquer Goguryeo. The Ming army rescued him, but Jiannu failed and returned.

On April 11, Emperor Taiji of Jiannu besieged Jinzhou, Ningyuan and other places for the second time. He fought fiercely in February but returned without success, which was known as the Ningjin Victory in history.

In July, when rewards were given based on merit, Yuan Chonghuan had to be promoted to a higher level due to disagreements with other generals. He resigned and returned to his hometown in anger. Wei Zhongxian promised to order the king's ministers to take over as governor and governor of Liaodong, stationed in Ningyuan.

So the time came to late July.

On this day, in the East Nuan Pavilion of Yangxin Hall.

Under the dim sunlight, a violent coughing sound could be heard.

"Cough cough... poof..."

Some young eunuchs and palace maids exclaimed and shouted.

"He's vomiting blood! Your Majesty is vomiting blood again. Call the doctor quickly to see..."

For a time, the Yangxin Hall was in chaos, and an imperial doctor hurriedly rushed to treat him.

Not long after, Wei Zhongxian and Wang Tigan, the eunuch in charge of the ceremony, also rushed over.

The two looked at each other, both feeling heavy.

Since the big explosion last five years, the emperor's health has indeed deteriorated day by day.

However, thanks to the dedicated treatment by the imperial physician, alchemist and others, he finally managed to survive for more than a year.

Recently, coughing up blood has become more frequent.

Is it...

Is His Majesty's time really running out?

Neither of them was in the mood to talk, so they walked into the Heart Cultivation Hall together.

As soon as he entered the palace, he was stunned.

But before they came, there were already two people standing in the Nuan Pavilion.

There was a man and a woman, the man turned out to be King Xin Zhu Youjian, and the woman was Queen Zhang Yan of Ming Dynasty.

And Tianqi Emperor Zhu Youxiao, wearing a red uniform, was actually standing on the ground, saying something with a smile on his face.

Seeing Wei Zhongxian and Wang Tiqian arriving, Zhu Youxiao waved to them.

"Factory ministers, Wang Banban, come! Come here, cough cough cough... come and see my craftsmanship."

Wei Zhongxian hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, be careful of the dragon body. You just coughed up blood. Why didn't you just lie down and stand up again?"

Zhu Youxiao waved his hand and said with a smile: "No problem...cough cough cough...I drank the Xianfang Lingde drink donated by Huo Weihua, and I feel much better today..."

Wei Zhongxian was stunned and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

What is Xianfang Linglu Drink?

It was something that Huo Weihua, Minister of the Ministry of War, specially presented after reading ancient books when he saw that the emperor was ill.

It is selected from the best millet and glutinous rice, and is slowly simmered in a steamer with rootless water.

After boiling to a certain level, the juice will leak from the bottom of the steamer, and it is collected to make Xianfang Linglu drink.

It is said that it can cure all diseases and lead to immortality.

Wei Zhongxian sneered.

Because the juice boiled out of millet is actually rice oil.

When Wei Si was in poverty in his early years, he drank this stuff every day to stay alive.

Can a piece of rice oil save Zhu Youxiao, who is suffering from a long-term illness?

This is too nonsense.

However, seeing that the emperor was indeed looking very good today, Wei Zhongxian breathed a sigh of relief and walked over with Wang Tiqian.

But I saw Zhu Youjian holding a wooden teapot and saying something to Zhu Youjian beside him.

"Haha, my brother..."

"Look, here is the wooden teapot that Brother Wei made specially for you recently."

"You can't really use it to drink tea, this thing will leak...but...ahem..."

Zhu Youxiao held it in his hand and played with it: "It would be nice to put it as a decoration in Prince Xin's Mansion."

After speaking, Zhu Youxiao handed the teapot into Zhu Youjian's hand with a soft smile on his face.

"Brother Emperor..."

Zhu Youjian raised his hand tremblingly and took it. Looking at the pale face of the imperial brother and the teapot made by his own hands, his heart went up and down for a while.

Zhu Youxiao's handmade crops

But I saw that the teapot was made of fine mahogany.

There is a flying dragon engraved on it. The flying dragon is pointing its jaw toward the spout, as if it wants to swallow the spout in one gulp.

The shape is exquisite and the carving is exquisite.

Zhu Youjian had mixed feelings.

Brother Emperor, Brother Emperor.

How can you still have the energy to make me a teapot when you are so sick?

Judging from the carving, it must have taken a lot of effort.

Can……

But while you were carving the teapot, your brother was looking forward to your death.

I'm not a fucking human being.

For a moment, Zhu Youjian's eyes were red, and he just wanted to slap himself twice.

But who would have thought that Zhu Youxiao would speak again.

Seeing his brother's ashamed look, he smiled and said, "It's okay, it's okay! My brother, why are you crying!"

"As the saying goes...ahem...a pot of tea, a pot of tea."

"Tell me, do this teapot and tea look like you and me, brothers?"

Zhu Youjian was stunned when he heard this.

Ok?

and many more!

What does the elder brother mean by this?

One pot serves one tea, one tea accompanies one pot.

He gave me the teapot, indicating that I was the teapot, and the tea in it must be that of my eldest brother Zhu Youxiao.

The teapot also symbolizes loyalty. Could it be that my eldest brother has understood my plan and used it to beat me?

Or maybe this is a way to test my mind, and if I make any unauthorized move, I will be wrathed by thunder?

Otherwise, why is there a flying dragon carved on it that wants to swallow the spout?

Do you mean you want to chop off my dog's head?

Swish!

The young prince couldn't care less about being moved, he was covered in cold sweat, his legs were so weak that he almost knelt on the spot.

"Deyo, why are you so stunned? I'm asking you, do you think you and I are affectionate brothers?"

Seeing that his brother didn't say a word for a long time, Zhu Youxiao asked again.

Zhu Youjian had to force out a smile that was uglier than crying.

"It looks like! It's so similar. Brother Emperor, you are ill and yet you made a tea set for Deyo. Deyo feels... I feel really uncomfortable..."

"Hahaha! Okay, okay, it's just scraps. It would be a pity to throw it away. I just made it for you."

"But, Deyo, you are sixteen years old, and you have a princess. Look at how crying you are!"

Zhu Youxiao shook his head and smiled. He didn't think much more, but looked at Zhang Yan aside, his face looking a little more embarrassed and at a loss.

Over the past year or so, I have met my daughter-in-law less than twice, once to celebrate the New Year and once to worship ancestors.