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When Zhu Cixiang returned to Nanjing to report on his work, he found that a lot had changed here.

The street scene in the city has not changed much. Baoen Temple outside the city has been transformed into Zhongshan Temple. Meizizhou not only has a polder, but also built a stadium.

He went to the Ministry of Civil Affairs to report, and his new official position was confirmed within two days. Such a fast speed must have benefited from Concubine Tian and Concubine Zhu, otherwise we would have to wait for arrangements.

The newly appointed official position is the Chief of the Civil Service Bureau of Long'an Prefecture in Sichuan, responsible for the selection and transfer of state officials.

In the Ming Dynasty, it was the Zhengliupin Tongpan who was in charge of the administration of officials in a government.

The former prince is 33 years old, and now he is in the sixth rank, which can be regarded as a promising prospect. After all, in the past, there were many people in their thirties who were still taking the imperial examination. It's just that Zhu Cixiang's upper limit is definitely not high. He can reach the third level if he can stand up to the sky. Who makes his identity so sensitive?

Zhu Cixiang was allowed to enter the palace, but he did not dare to visit Concubine Tian, ​​and it was a bit awkward to go.

"Your Majesty, Zhu Cihong, pays homage to Concubine Shun, Empress Zhu." Zhu Cihong's greeting was very formal.

The name of the New Dynasty of Datong basically follows the Ming Dynasty.

The title for the concubine is Concubine X and Empress X. If the person is dead, the posthumous name + surname + empress, or the posthumous title + old + empress.

Zhu Ailao was very happy and said with a smile: "Brother, there is no need to be polite, sit down quickly!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for the seat." Zhu Cixiang was a little cautious.

Zhu Aao asked, "Has your brother's official vacancy been filled?"

Zhu Cixiang said: "I have made up for it. I am in the sixth rank, and I am in charge of the official bureau of Long'an Prefecture."

"The official bureau is the best, it's in charge of people," Zhu Aa asked with a smile, "Where is Long'an Mansion?"

Zhu Cixiang said: "Sichuan."

Zhu Aao smiled and said: "Sichuan is a land of abundance."

"It all depends on your Majesty's grace." Zhu Cixi did not explain too much. Long'an Mansion is located in northern Sichuan, in the area of ​​Pingwu, Qingchuan, and Jiangyou.

What a land of abundance, so poor!

The brother and sister hadn't seen each other for a long time, and after exchanging a few words, they couldn't find a topic to talk about.

Zhu Cixiang looked around and saw a palace maid in the room. He couldn't help but ask: "Sister... how are you doing, my empress?"

Zhu Yuyao smiled brightly: "I am very well. My sisters in the palace all take care of me. I have a son and a daughter, and they are also very smart. Last time when my younger brother came to the palace, I asked him to send money to my elder brother. Is there any benefit for my elder brother?" arrive?"

Zhu Cixiang said: "I received it. The postman sent the money to the province, and the province delivered the official documents and brought them to me."

It can be seen from Zhu Yuluo's smile that she is really living a happy life.

There is indeed intrigue in the harem, but it is basically not revealed, and overall it is relatively harmonious.

And even if the palace fights, it can't be fought against Zhu Ainao, let alone the princesses of Brunei and Portugal. With the status of these three people, even if the queen died suddenly, and even if the emperor showed great favor to them, there would be no chance of any promotion in titles.

Let's put it this way, unless all the other princes and grandsons die, the sons of the three of them will have a chance to succeed.

After chatting for a while, for a total of half an hour, Zhu Cixi stood up and left. As a foreign minister, he was allowed to visit relatives in the harem. It was a favor from the emperor. It was really inconvenient to stay for too long.

The female officials and palace maids took Zhu Cixiang away and left the harem. Guards and carriages were waiting to take him away from the Forbidden City.

When passing the cabinet, I happened to meet the prince's driver.

The carriage Zhu Cixi was riding in stopped far away to give way. He hurriedly got out of the car and stood up, saluting the prince's driver, feeling a little complicated in his heart.

Unexpectedly, the prince got off the car there and recognized him at a glance.

Zhao Kuanghuan walked up quickly, cupped his hands and said, "It turns out to be brother Zhu. We last saw each other. It's been a long time since we last met."

"I don't dare," Zhu Cihong bowed quickly, "I, Zhu Cihong, pay homage to His Highness the Crown Prince."

Zhao Kuanghuan smiled and said: "No need to be formal, I still remember when I was a child you taught me to climb trees and catch cicadas. More than ten years have passed in a flash."

Zhu Cixi also laughed: "I was ignorant when I was young."

The two of them had nothing to say, so they reminisced about old times and then said goodbye.

Zhao Han, like Zhu Yuanzhang, was really kind to the prince.

At the beginning, Zhao Kuanghuan was allowed to read the cabinet draft, and he was also allowed to observe every imperial meeting. Now he can directly go to the cabinet to observe government affairs. He can sit next to a cabinet minister and watch how the cabinet ministers work. If the prince is sitting next to him, the cabinet ministers will review the official documents and explain to the prince why it should be handled this way.

The cabinet ministers did not find it troublesome, but rather enjoyed it, because during the explanation, they could instill their own political ideas into the prince.

Zhao Kuanghuan came to the cabinet and first visited the cabinet ministers.

Those with a relatively close relationship, such as Fei Chun, can still joke with the prince.

In order to "evenly absorb the rain and dew", Zhao Kuanghuan studied with different cabinet ministers every day. Today is Wu Yingji's turn. Mr. Wu Ge works very quickly and speaks very fast. He explains while writing. The content goes straight to the topic, there is basically no nonsense, and the key points are stated in a few words.

"Uh..." Wu Yingji suddenly stopped talking.

Zhao Kuanghuan quickly read the content. After only reading the first few paragraphs, his expression became exciting.

A doctor from the Ministry of Rites asked Shangshu to determine the location of the imperial mausoleum. He also said that the Ministry of Works should design and build the imperial mausoleum as early as possible.

This is a normal thing. The imperial mausoleum should be built in advance. The construction of Zhu Yuanzhang's mausoleum started in the 14th year of Hongwu. The construction of Zhu Di's mausoleum was started in the seventh year of Yongle. He often visited his graveyard and personally renamed the mountain "Tianshou Mountain".

Several years ago, the ministers suggested that the imperial mausoleum should be designated. Zhao Han kept all these memorials. As time went by, no minister mentioned the matter again.

Now it suddenly appeared again, as if Zhao Han was afraid of sudden death.

Wu Yingji thought about it carefully and wrote in red pen on the ticket paper: "Submit to His Majesty for approval."

He couldn't make the decision on behalf of the cabinet, so he asked a member of the Central Library to take the memorial to Zhang Bingwen next door. Zhang Bingwen also wrote "Submit to His Majesty for approval", and then the memorial continued to be passed around the cabinet.

The next day, Zhao Han took it in his hand, glanced at it casually, and Zhu said: "Liuzhong."

A few days later, there was a routine small meeting in front of the emperor.

Chen Maosheng was probably pushed out by the cabinet ministers and took the initiative to talk about the matter: "Your Majesty is in the prime of the Spring and Autumn Period, so there is no rush to build the mausoleum. But the address of the imperial mausoleum is related to the national destiny and the country, and must be determined in advance. The feng shui near Nanjing is the best The first choice is Purple Mountain. But there is already the Ming Xiaoling Mausoleum there, will it be a taboo? If it is not a taboo, where should I choose Purple Mountain? If I don’t choose Purple Mountain, where should the imperial mausoleum of the Datong Dynasty be located?"

This is not to select a mausoleum for Zhao Han alone, but to select tombs for all future emperors of the Datong Dynasty.

Zhao Han said angrily: "It's just the Purple Mountain. Feng shui doesn't matter. The main reason is that it's close to the capital. It will be convenient to build tombs and carry out funerals in the future." After saying that, Zhao Han suddenly laughed and said, "What are you doing with this expression? Saints respect ghosts and gods. I also respect Feng Shui and stay away from it. The dragon veins of the imperial mausoleums of the Ming Dynasty were dug around by coal diggers every day, and I didn’t see any civil servants in the Ming Dynasty say anything bad about Feng Shui.”

Chen Maosheng said: "There is a saying among the people that in the Ming Dynasty, there were constant disasters, and in the end, the country was defeated and the country was destroyed. It was because the coal diggers had changed the feng shui."

Chen Maosheng is the one who sticks to his heart the most, but he still believes in Feng Shui and ghosts and gods. He felt that the imperial tombs should be carefully selected in order to preserve the country of Datong forever.

Zhao Han joked: "Fortunately, our country is not settled in Beijing, otherwise coal would have to be dug everywhere, and the country and the country would be unstable after just a few shovels."

The ministers were speechless. They thought this matter was very serious, but the emperor had no formal attitude.

Zhao Han suddenly stopped smiling: "The imperial mausoleum should be located at the east foot of Purple Mountain. It should not disturb the people there."

Fei Chun asked: "The location of His Majesty's mausoleum has also been determined?"

Zhao Han shook his head: "I won't be buried there."

All the ministers looked at each other in confusion. Zhao Han had chosen the location of the imperial mausoleum for the Datong Dynasty, but what did it mean that he did not bury it in the Purple Mountain?

Zhu Shunshui thought that Zhao Han was planning to build a large-scale mausoleum, so he quickly advised him: "Since your Majesty came to the throne, you have been benevolent and caring for the people, and you have kept everything simple..."

"Stop it," Zhao Han didn't wait for Zhu Shunshui to finish, "I don't value those things, and I won't imitate Qin Shihuang."

"What does Your Majesty mean..." Liu Ziren couldn't help but ask.

Zhao Han suddenly stood up and said in a powerful voice: "Qin Shihuang used the entire Lishan Mountain as his mausoleum, and Cao Mengde built countless tombs. In my opinion, they are all too petty. I want to use the sky as my bed and the earth as my mausoleum. , Use the sun, moon, mountains and rivers to protect the tomb!"

What does it mean?

The ministers were completely confused and said they could not understand.

Zhao Kuanghuan looked at his father blankly. Although he didn't know what it meant, he seemed to be very powerful.

Zhao Han did not explain at all, and there was no need to explain. He only said: "Since you are in a hurry, I will also make arrangements. Order the Ministry of Industry to build 30 large buildings each in Nanjing, Shanghai, Dengzhou, Lanzhou, Manila, and Malacca." Stone tablets. One big one, and twenty-nine smaller ones. The big tablet is twelve feet high, five feet wide, and one and a half feet thick. The small tablet is nine feet high, three feet wide, and one foot thick. No inscriptions are needed for the time being. These stone tablets , the quantity is definitely not enough, I will make a batch when I am about to die. At that time, I will tell you where the tree should be on the stone tablet and what should be engraved on the stone tablet."

The ministers became more and more confused as they listened, so they simply stopped asking questions. Anyway, the emperor had so many tricks that they would never be able to figure it out in their lifetime.

Zhao Han's idea is very simple. Before his death, wherever his territory expands, his tombstone will be placed there.

The ashes and the dragon robe were burned together, and the ashes were divided into nine parts, and eight border areas and Nanjing were selected. The ashes were scattered on the ground to plant trees, so that they would not be afraid of being dug up and whipped.

Thirty large stone tablets were erected at each place where the ashes were scattered.

On the front of the main stele is written "Mausoleum of the First Emperor of the Republic of China in Datong" and on the back is "Yongzhen Heshan". Twenty-nine small tablets are all engraved with the contents of the "Datong Collection", and not a single word is allowed to be changed.

In the forest of steles everywhere, people are allowed to worship.

Especially in the Forest of Steles in Nanjing, while people were sweeping the emperor's tomb, they could also review the "Datong Collection"!

It was a very outrageous plan, but Zhao Han felt very happy.

Even if the Datong Dynasty was overthrown, the old Zhao family would no longer rule China. After the change of dynasties, the people of China will still come to pay homage to him, and the mention of Zhao Han as emperor is full of dignity.