I am the king of the dead

The award has been decided, so it is natural to award it.

However, the position of Minister of War is temporarily vacant.

Zhu Qiyu thought for a long time and said: "Then let Chen Ruyan take the place temporarily. Although he is not very good, he can still do things."

"You can only choose one of the lame ones, and replace them when there is a suitable candidate."

Yang Hong thought about it for a moment, but hesitated to speak.

He could only shake his head. After more than 20 years of promoting civil and military affairs, the status of the Ministry of War has been declining. There is indeed no suitable candidate to replace him.

Although the Ming government has been on the right track, there is still a long way to go.

Yang Hong resigned. In addition to congratulating His Majesty, he just reminded His Majesty not to forget Fan Guang, but His Majesty obviously still remembered, so he naturally didn't need to say anything.

In fact, Yang Hong has another matter, but he really doesn't know how to say it.

Xing'an looked at Yang Hong's slightly hunched back, and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, a few days ago, the judge from the Lu court of the Imperial Hospital gave Marquis Changping a pulse, and Marquis Changping..."

Zhu Qiyu frowned and asked, "Speak up if you have something to say."

Xing'an couldn't bear it, but he still whispered: "Marquis of Changping, he will die soon..."

Zhu Qiyu's complexion changed drastically, and he said angrily: "I see that Marquis Changping is full of energy, and he is free from illness, so why is he dying soon! What's going on? Tell me in detail!"

Zhu Qiyu didn't notice that Yang Hong was sick at all, let alone that Yang Hong was dying soon.

He repeatedly emphasized that the Taiyuan Hospital should not be allowed to participate in political affairs. Could it be that Lu Zi felt that he could participate in political affairs because he wrote the "On Anatomy" and won a miracle card?

Xing'an said helplessly: "Your Majesty, the Marquis of Changping is already 71 years old. He has been rare since ancient times. Since the first year of Yongle, the Marquis of Changping has been stationed in Kaipingwei.

"It has been guarding the border for Ming Dynasty for 40 years."

"So, what Changping Hou may not say is to ask His Majesty to find another lecture hall to offer wine. Changping Hou may think that Yu Shaobao is suitable, but he can't speak."

Of course Zhu Qiyu was aware of Yang Hong's concerns, he thought he had other candidates in his mind, and it was a big deal to talk about offering wine in the martial arts hall, not everyone could sit there.

Even Shi Heng, after he was conferred the title of Marquis of Wuqing, was still temporarily acting as the sacrificial wine in the martial arts hall.

Zhu Qiyu frowned and said, "What did the court judge Lu say?"

Xing'an took a deep breath and said in a low voice, "I'm afraid I won't be able to survive this winter."

Zhu Qiyu stood up, walked around in the mountain chief's office, and said with some annoyance: "I shouldn't have! Changping Marquis is getting old, and after returning to the field, let him make this sacrificial wine, wasting energy for nothing! "

Xing'an thought carefully for a long time before saying: "Actually... Your Majesty, the Lu court ruled that if it wasn't for this lecture hall, Marquis Changping couldn't let it go, I'm afraid he would have gone there in summer."

"The fate has come."

Zhu Qiyu flicked his sleeves and said loudly: "I never believe in fate!"

Zhu Qiyu trusted and respected Yang Hong very much.

Yang Hong has served the country for 40 years, and he has been awarded the title of Marquis for many military exploits. After the Tumu Fortress, Yang Hong sat in the Xuanfu and never opened the door to Zhu Qizhen. In the battle of the capital, at the age of 70, he personally led troops to help the capital.

Yang Jun was seriously injured with seventeen wounds in his body, and the battle of Xuanfu even defeated the intention of the Wala people to attack!

"Can't the hospital think of a way?" Zhu Qiyu stopped pacing and asked with a sigh.

Xing'an didn't reply, His Majesty didn't want an answer, he just asked himself.

Birth, old age, sickness and death are the norm in the world.

Chapter 286 presented to Ying Guogong, posthumously named Wuxiang

Yang Hong's body weakened visibly to the naked eye. After Xing'an told Zhu Qiyu, Zhu Qiyu keenly noticed what Yang Hong wanted to conceal, the weakness of his body.

He can often see Yang Hong take a few steps, then take a rest out of breath, and then simply use the swivel chair, and need a person to push it forward;

Occasionally, Yang Hong coughed violently, his whole face flushed, and then turned pale;

Lu Zicai from the Tai Hospital recently put down some things at hand, and stopped after taking the medicine for a few times, just talking to Yang Hong every day.

But Yang Hong still went to the lecture hall every day to work. Later, he couldn't deal with those articles anymore, but he always asked others to tell him.

After hearing an insightful statement, I will discuss it with others for a long time.

What Yang Hong liked to do before was to sit on the sidelines of the school for a whole day, watching those generals who were practicing, with a gratified smile on his face.

He was born in the Hongwu period in this life, and started to guard the border during the Yongle period, and witnessed the ups and downs of the Ming Dynasty. He thought that the military equipment of the Ming Dynasty would sink, but the Ming Dynasty ushered in its master.

Standing in the Juxian Hall, Zhu Qiyu could occasionally see Yang Hong's figure. Every day, some courtiers came to say goodbye to Yang Hong. Everyone knew the fact that Yang Hong's body was getting weaker and weaker.

Yu Qian commented that Yang Hong, Shi Heng, and Yang Jun are good fighters in this world.

Yang Hong is good at fighting, but it is a pity that he accompanied Emperor Wen five times and accumulated injuries all over his body. These injuries, in winter, are things that kill people.

Zhu Qiyu asked Yang Hong if he wanted Yang Jun to come back to court to make the best of his family.

But Yang Hong puts state affairs first, so Yang Jun still stays in Hetao.

Only then did Zhu Qiyu realize that the relationship between Yang Hong and his most capable son was actually not very good, and the two even often had fierce quarrels.

Yang Hong gave the heir of Marquis Changping to his son Yang Jie.

But Yang Jie did not have the characteristics of being good at fighting, and he was not very interested in military affairs.

Hu Min was five years older than Yang Hong, but Hu Min walked vigorously and came to the school field of the martial arts hall. He was still full of energy, and he still walked with style.

He smiled and said: "Marquis Changping, you are still young, so cheer up. Two years ago, you rode horses with Marquis Wuqing in Qingfengdian, and you fought with each other first. Why did you sit on the swivel chair?"

Yang Hong smiled all over his face, and said helplessly: "You are taking a big step! You are so angry when you talk."

"After I leave, give me a better posthumous name. Otherwise, when you go down, I will fight you. Don't say I bully you as a scholar."

Hu Ming pushed Yang Hong's swivel chair, the wind gusts in late autumn, the roadside has begun to be covered with frost, and the fallen leaves are torn all over the road, whirling incessantly under the gusts of autumn wind.

Yang Hong has walked this path countless times, and there are still a few stubborn yellow leaves on the branches, refusing to leave the branches in the howling autumn wind.

The generals of the second phase of the martial arts hall have graduated and went to the front line of Hetao. Now the martial arts hall has lost the old chant and bustle.But there are still people coming and going in a hurry.

Even if he is a sergeant without training, Yang Hong still likes to come here to have a look.

Hu Yan said with a smile: "Wu is called to control disasters and chaos, to be powerful and virtuous, to be called to martial arts, to open up land and expand the realm, to be called martial arts, to command people to obey, to be called martial arts, to fight against insults, to be called martial arts, first of all, we must give martial arts."

Yang Hong was happy, and said with a smile: "Wu Zi is good, I like it, you continue to talk."

Hu Wei pretended to think seriously for a long time and said: "If you create a land, you will be called Xiang; "

"The second character is Xiang."

Yang Hong wanted to sit up straight, but leaned on the back of the chair, and finally shook his head, he was old, and he couldn't accept the old.

Yang Hong looked at the fallen leaves all over the sky, and said helplessly: "You are giving too much, can His Majesty agree? How can you have such a beautiful posthumous title without the merits of a dog or a horse?"

Standing behind Yang Hong, Hu Wei couldn't bear it. Yang Hong had already fallen into the past. He knew clearly that Yang Hong was already prepared for being able to talk about his posthumous fame so calmly and face death.

Hu Wei still said seriously: "Your Majesty will agree, you can rest assured."

In fact... Hu Wei has already asked for the decree, His Majesty has already approved the posthumous title, and also bestowed a posthumous gift on Duke Ying.

"What about the Xuanfu? It's been a long time since I heard the battle report. How are Zhu Chun and Gao Yuan getting along? If the two of them quarrel, it will be terrible." Yang Hong continued to ask.

Hu Yan said cheerfully: "Uncle Jianping Gao Yuan is the Marquis of Changping who found him, how could he not know Gao Yuan's nature?"

The Xuan Mansion is the door of the capital, so the matter is important. Yang Hong's recommendation of Gao Yuan is naturally based on the judgment. After repeated observations, he was recommended.

Yang Hong nodded and said with a smile: "Oh, when people get old, they become confused."

Yang Hong himself knew that his fate was coming soon, Xuanfu was ready to lose Yang Hong before, Daming was ready to lose Yang Hong, and the emperor was also ready to lose Yang Hong.

Yang Hong stretched out his hand, looked at the fallen leaves circling in the sky, tilted his head and looked to the west, that was the place he had guarded all his life, Kaipingwei, Xuanfu, and now the Hetao where the Ming army was attacking.

In the last few years of his life, he didn't have any regrets, he saw the thriving Daming, the invincible Daming!

"Hu Shangshu, at the beginning of the Tang Dynasty, Liu Yan and Li Baozhen were appointed by the emperor of the Tang Dynasty. Within three years, the country was rich and the army was prosperous, and the Tang Dynasty was prosperous. Is it true? Or is it people's mourning for the prosperous Tang Dynasty?" Yang Hong looked at the west, stunned. Confused, he asked a historical question.

Hu Wei knew that this might be Yang Hong's last knot in his heart. Is Tang Daizong really the same as the evaluation in history?

Is Yang Hong asking about Emperor Daizong of the Tang Dynasty?

What he was actually worried about was Daming.

"Really." Hu Wei gave Yang Hong a very definite answer, and he said with a smile: "At that time, both the Great Tang Dynasty fell, and the emperor went to Jiannan Road, which was worse than the Ming Dynasty after civil engineering. Woolen cloth."

"Recovering the two capitals, quelling disasters and chaos, and keeping the chaos and success, Gai is also the master of Chinese materials."

Yang Hong looked at the Juxian Pavilion in the lecture hall again, and he saw His Majesty standing in front of the window, looking at him.

"Do you think our Majesty is stronger than Daizong?" Yang Hong showed a gratified smile, stretched out his hand, shook it, then drooped weakly, and slowly closed his eyes.

Countless scenes flashed before his eyes, he wanted to open his eyes, but he was still powerless.

The fate has come.

Hu Wei said with relief: "Of course it must be. Our Majesty, even our own retreat has been cut off. In addition, during the Tang Dynasty, the national power was not enough to calm down the domineering commander-in-chief."

"Our Daming is as prosperous as His Majesty in Spring and Autumn, and the scourge of civil engineering changes, isn't it gradually eliminated?"

Hu Wei wanted to continue talking, but he saw Yang Hong's hand hanging down feebly, and he couldn't bear it, but he stopped and waved to Lu Zi.

Lu Zi sighed and walked over.

Zhu Qiyu closed the window rail, walked downstairs quickly, came in front of Yang Hong, and grabbed Yang Hong's hand covered with age spots.

Yang Hong has already left.

"Your Majesty." Lu Zicai bowed his head and said, "Marquis Changping has left."

Zhu Qiyu nodded and said calmly, "I know."

Xing'an bowed his head and said: "Your Majesty, I am 70 years old, happy and mournful."

Zhu Qiyu nodded and said calmly, "I know."

The autumn wind blew away the last few stubborn yellow leaves on the branches, and the wind suddenly picked up.

"Your Majesty, please send officials to give funeral sacrifices and other things." Hu Wei said with a sigh. When Yang Hong left, he didn't have any worries. It was indeed a happy funeral as Xing'an said.

Zhu Qiyu nodded and continued to calmly say: "Yes, let Yang Jie succeed Changping Hou and mourn for his father."

Birth, old age, sickness and death are the norm in the world.

Lu Zicai is known as the Yama of the world, but he is not the real Yama after all, so there is no way to increase Yang Hong's life.

In fact, Lu Zicai has some strong medicine, which can make Yang Hong last for a while.

But Lu Zi couldn't bear it. In winter, those past wounds would be like ants biting, itching and painful.

Go on, suffer more pain.

Lu Zicai also has analgesics. For example, when he was in the capital recently, the three treasures of Fulu from Qu's family are good analgesics, but Yang Hong is a man with five declines, so tormenting an old man like this is not the benevolence of a doctor.

Yang Hong will be buried in Jinshan Cemetery, King Jili will be buried there, and Yang Hong will also be buried there, but King Jili will be buried with the ceremony of a commoner, while Yang Hong will be buried with the ceremony of a state prince.

The mourning hall was set up, and Xing'an brought an imperial decree to bury the emperor on behalf of the emperor.

"Fengtian carries the emperor, the edict said."

"Yang Hong, Marquis of Changping, a native of Fengyang, Hongwu. Since he was young and brave, he moved to Marquis of Changping after accumulating meritorious service from hundreds of households."

"I have been ordered to prepare for the Yuxuan Mansion for the longest time. The orders are serious, the soldiers are strong, and the captives are close to the border. They send people to rob their camp at night. The captives are very afraid of them, saying: "With the two of us, we can't fight against the Xuanfu army alone."

"There is no comparison to Gai's general who can boost the power of the army and frighten the hearts of the people. He also knows good literature. He asked to build Confucianism in the Xuanfu to teach the children of the military. As for the death, I feel sorry for him."

"I have read the historical records until King Qi Wei of the Tian family said that his ministers had sandalwood, and the envoys guarded the southern city. Chu did not dare to invade Si, and all the twelve princes came to the court. I think that there are those who have not yet done so in ancient times, and the Marquis of Changping will guard the north. Believe it or not."

"Yang Gonghong, repairing the frontier defense, planning the years, training the soldiers and horses, raising the barrenness, and establishing a temple with his husband, to teach the soldiers and soldiers, to provide relief to the orphans and widows, and to reward the soldiers who died. , I am also sad."

"A special gift to Ying Guogong, posthumously named Wuxiang, to show his merits, and honor him."

Zhu Qiyu made a conclusion for Yang Hong's coffin and affirmed Yang Hong's military achievements in his life.

In fact, Yang Hong also wanted to hold on a little longer, and wait until the Ming army triumphed, but the sky is so thin.

As the son of heaven, Zhu Qiyu wanted these national soldiers who defended and fought for the country to settle the affairs of the king and the world, and to win fame both in life and in death.

Zhu Qiyu needs to ensure the correctness of Daming's values. Heroes should be praised, not slandered.

Although Zhu Qiyu accepted Yang Hong's departure, he was still disappointed because he was an important minister of the country after all.

Occasionally, he would hold the war chess board of [Battle of Xuanfu] and be in a daze for a long time, and he would also think of the way when Yu Qian and Yang Hong defeated Shi Heng, Yang Jun, and Sun Tong to defeat them.

After all, Zhu Qiyu couldn't accept the ending of [Tianzi Beishou] no matter what.

But when a person is gone, he is gone, and a person cannot be resurrected after death.