Quickly wear "I am the empress"

Chapter 546 Ming Dynasty: The Emperor Guards the National Gate (35)

Zhiyu's words left Zhu Youxiao speechless.

"I can't just die normally?"

Zhiyu nodded, "Of course, if you really want to die, we can try another method."

"Next spring, I'll get you some arsenic, and you'll take it and die. I'll then announce that you died because someone from the Later Jin poisoned you. That way, I'll have a legitimate reason to attack the Later Jin."

Zhu Youxiao: ................

"What if I starve myself to death?"

Zhiyu touched his chin, thought for a moment, and then slowly replied, "If you starve to death, I will announce to the people that you care about the country and the safety of the people on the border, so you have no appetite and finally starved yourself to death."

"I think when the people of the world hear this news, they will be extremely moved and will support our Ming Dynasty even more."

"If I attack the Later Jin at that time, I will surely get a hundred responses."

Zhu Youjian: “.............”

"I didn't know you could confuse right and wrong so well."

Zhiyu shrugged nonchalantly, "Warfare is the art of deception."

"I simply use all available resources to maximize the interests of my Ming Dynasty."

"hehe."

"It seems that the only value of me, the former emperor of the Ming Dynasty, is to give the Ming Dynasty an opportunity to openly condemn the Later Jin after my death."

Zhiyu folded his arms, half leaned against the wall and nodded, "Many emperors want this opportunity but don't have it."

"To have such an opportunity, my royal brother, you have surpassed most emperors in history."

Zhu Youxiao sneered, "So, I have to thank you very much, my good sister."

Zhiyu waved her hand and said, "We are siblings. There is no need for your thanks, my Royal Brother. Everything is for the Ming Dynasty anyway."

Seeing Zhiyu's shamelessness, Zhu Youxiao's mouth twitched, "You are suitable to be the emperor."

Zhiyu nodded without any modesty: "Compared to you, I am indeed more suitable to be the emperor."

"But don't be discouraged, my royal brother. As the saying goes, every profession has its specialties. My strength is being an emperor, and your strengths are just different from mine."

"Your carpentry is unmatched in the world. I can't compare to you."

Hearing Zhiyu's words, Zhu Youxiao slowly raised his head with a dejected look on his face, "So, my dear sister, what is your purpose in coming here today?"

"Just let me do carpentry to make money?"

Zhiyu shook his head and found a place to sit down next to Zhu Youxiao, with a look of fatigue and confusion on his face that was not usually there.

"I don't know why I came to see you. Maybe I'm too confused and want to find a quiet place to stay for a while."

"You are the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty. How can I let you do carpentry every day to make money to fill the national treasury?"

Zhu Youxiao was puzzled. "Now that you have cut the Gordian knot and wiped out the Donglin Party without a single survivor, and you have also killed most of the burdens in the royal family, what are you still unhappy about?"

Zhiyu shook his head, "I don't know either."

"Maybe the burden on my shoulders is too heavy."

"I used to think I could help the people of the Ming Dynasty live a peaceful and prosperous life, but now I realize that I was too young and too naive."

"There are very few people in and outside the court who can be of use to me. If it weren't for Brother Xin, the prince, running around for me, the orders I issued wouldn't even be heard outside the capital."

"Royal brother, everything I do is for the good of Ming Dynasty, but why do so many people not understand me? Is it because I am young?"

"When I said I was going to the battlefield, hundreds of ministers collectively reported being sick. On the way to the battlefield, they either deliberately fell off their horses and said they had broken their legs, or took medicine without thinking and said they were poisoned. They forced me to return with the army."

"If we can't reach the border, we can't fight the enemy. The Later Jin is still a formidable enemy of the Ming Dynasty, and the people living on the border will still be harassed by them..."

"Brother, I feel so miserable..."

"I thought that once I became emperor, everyone would listen to me. When the court was united, the Ming Dynasty would surely be better."

"Now it seems that I was too optimistic."

After hearing Zhiyu's words, Zhu Youxiao was in a trance for a long time, and his eyes were full of pity and empathy when he looked at Zhiyu.

He had also encountered the same problems that Zhiyu encountered.

Although he loved carpentry and also thought about being a good emperor, reality forced him to give up.

Thinking back to the days when everything he did was opposed and he was isolated and helpless in the court, Zhu Youxiao felt a little distressed for Zhiyu.

"Royal sister, have you ever thought about giving up?"

Zhiyu smiled bitterly and shook his head, "If I give up, then the throne will have to be passed to my fifth brother."

"Fifth brother is a brilliant and noble man. How can I bear to see him follow in my footsteps..."

"Fifth Brother has helped me a lot. I can't just watch him jump into the fire pit."

"No matter how hard or difficult it is, I will bear it all by myself. Since I am the first to stand out, I must face the difficulties head-on and protect my brothers and sisters from the wind and rain."

Zhu Youxiao was deeply moved by Zhiyu's words. "I didn't expect you to have such an idea."

"That's what I thought at the beginning."

Zhiyu sighed deeply, then stood up and patted her dress, "Brother Emperor, I'm leaving first. I still have some memorials in the palace that haven't been approved yet."

After saying that, Zhiyu slowly left, leaving Zhu Youxiao with only a lonely back.

Looking at the loneliness emanating from Zhiyu, Zhu Youxiao felt mixed emotions.

The eighth sister is so young, yet she is thinking about protecting her siblings from the wind and rain, while the elder brother is living a life of drunkenness and debauchery, leaving her sister to fight alone in the court, competing with the ministers in a battle of wits and courage...

How could I let my sister go through the pain I had experienced again?