The hall was silent.
Zhu Biao wanted to persuade her several times, but he never had the chance.
In the end.
It was the old master who quickly came back to his senses.
This time.
It was different from the sadness from before.
A hint of excitement flashed across the old master's eyes!
Because…
The sixth picture already had the answer!
"It's that broken jade Ruyi!"
The old man raised his head.
His eyes were shining!
Next!
There was only one painting left…
It was also the one he thought was the most difficult!
A blank painting.
Now, the old master had already sorted out the first seven paintings.
He would never forget those words!
The interpretation of the painting, the opening of the eighth layer!
The first painting, a novice monk!
It was his first meeting with Empress Ma.
It implied that they knew each other!
The second painting, a circle!
There was no symbolic object, just a hot cake from back then. A hot cake that burned his chest and was given to him as a prisoner!
It meant knowing each other!
The third painting, the crown!
It was the crown worn by the Empress when they got married.
It meant a big wedding!
The fourth painting was a rolled up quilt. This was Crown Prince Zhu Biao, who was also the birth of their first child!
It meant giving birth!
The fifth painting was a small black box.
If the old master was not sure what it was before, then what was it?
But now that he thought about it, he was certain.
This was Eldest Sun's coffin.
It also meant that what was left in the dream…
Farewell!
The sixth painting, the damaged jade Ruyi!
The old master stared at him without blinking.
He knew that this was…
Quarrel!
The first six paintings were exactly the same as what Eldest Sun had said.
Getting to know each other, getting married and having children, quarreling after parting…
The last one…
It was also the seventh painting!
The old man's gaze landed on the blank piece of paper.
Suddenly, he laughed hoarsely.
Actually…
There was no need to let the officials continue guessing!
He already knew what the meaning of the seventh picture was!
Death!
This was the only way to complete his and Empress Ma's lives!
……
"Your Majesty!"
At this moment.
The officials could no longer tolerate the atmosphere in the hall.
He called out softly.
"Imperial Grandfather!"
This was Zhu Yunwen's voice.
He wanted to hear the old man reprimand Zhu Yunhao.
Prove that he was right.
But…
He was destined to be disappointed.
"Let's stay awake!" Finally... the old man spoke, looking at the ministers.
He was asking the obvious.
Or did he want to get other answers?
"What do you think…this last picture, which is blank, represents?”
The old man looked at the ministers.
He scanned through everyone's expressions.
Some people were confused. Perhaps they had yet to figure out the secrets behind this.
Some people had complicated expressions on their faces. They wanted to say it but did not dare to.
Huang Zicheng silently retreated.
He knew everything from the old man's expression just now.
What he said was wrong.
Since it was wrong, he naturally had the foresight to not ask for a snub.
Zhan Hui and the others couldn't help but turn their heads away.
In the end, the old man could only smile in relief.
That was true.
Ever since she left, no one dared to contradict her, let alone say something that would definitely make her unhappy.
"Biao Er, what do you think?"
At this moment.
The old man looked at Zhu Biao again.
Zhu Biao was the only one who knew the inside story.
Just now, when she heard the old man muttering to himself.
There was also some analysis in his heart.
How could he not know?
What did the last picture represent?
It was blank!
It meant…nothing…nothing.
Zhu Biao's eyes reddened. He knew that these seven pictures were the life of his father and mother.
Just before.
When he found out that the owner of the room represented Empress Ma, he was shocked.
The disbelief and surprise in the old man's heart could not be described with words.
However, after entering.
However, he only saw seven paintings.
It would be a lie to say that she was not disappointed.
However, after a long time!
It wasn't easy to figure out all seven pictures.
But now…
However, he received such an answer.
Then, what was the point of them putting in so much effort to unravel these diagrams?
Where was the meaning?
Suddenly!
Zhu Biao's eyes instantly lit up!
"That's right! What's the point?"
"It doesn't make sense that this is the only answer after unraveling seven pictures.”
Zhu Biao looked at his father.
He wanted to ask if he could take out the last picture.
So that he could verify it!
He suddenly felt that he had made a conclusion too early.
Wasn't this too arbitrary?
……
However…
At this moment, the old man only felt his chest empty.
He had already unraveled the secret of the portrait.
He was clearly very anxious.
However, he was also a little terrified and worried!
He was afraid of knowing the answer to the last picture!
However, the answer in his heart kept knocking on him!
As a result…he could not help but look at the last picture.
That was…the last moment between him and Empress Ma.
A blank painting…
An ending!
……
In the 15th year of Hongwu, September was already autumn.
All living things withered and had no vitality!
Within the Great Tranquil Hall, the medicinal fragrance was dense.
However, the imperial physicians around them had already left.
The maid walked in silence.
All the people in the palace tried their best to reduce their presence.
Only the sound of crying could be heard intermittently in the inner hall…
Empress Ma lay in Zhu Yuanzhang's arms. Although she was weak and in pain, she looked relieved. She said with difficulty,"After I leave, Your Majesty doesn't have to be too sad. That's right. Your Majesty hasn't killed enough these days. What does the death of an old woman mean to Your Majesty?”
Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes welled up with tears. He knew that the person in his arms was saying these angry words and wanted him to leave quickly. He did not need to see her before she left, and he could ease his sadness a little.
However, this time, he did not leave in a huff because of the commotion like before. He only muttered the word " Empress "…
Her tears blurred her eyes.
Her mind was blank.
He couldn't see the Empress's pained expression, but he could feel her weak and labored breathing. For the first time, her voice was so gentle.
"Sister, don't be angry with me anymore!”
"Even if I have all kinds of bad things and am ruthless, you can't hate me."
"Because in my heart, anyone in this world can die, but you can't!”
His voice was gentle, and he spoke his mind with an unprecedented gentleness." Didn't you tell me not to kill anyone? This time, I'll listen to you. I won't kill anyone!"”
"But you have to get better. You have to watch over us. You have to make us not kill you!”
"Without you, we won't be restrained…"
The last sentence seemed to be in a fit of pique." We're going to kill!”
This was the first time she had seen the emperor so sad. Her eyes were filled with reluctance.
But she shook her head firmly and said weakly,""You can't rule the world on impulse. The world is peaceful now, and those methods you used in the past can't be used. All officials had their own difficulties. Killing them would not solve the problem.”
"You have a bad temper. Listen to Biao 'er more in the future. However, Biao Er is still young, and he doesn't have the courage to do so. You have to give him another ten years to gradually familiarize himself with government affairs and take control of the court.”
"In the future, Big Ming might be able to truly settle down in Biao 'er's hands. However, as a father, you have to keep an eye on him. You can't come to me so early. Biao' er has a weak personality.”
Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes were blurred with tears.
Empress Ma, who was still thinking about others at the last moment of her life.
He said his last request with difficulty.
"Chongba, the imperial physician who treated me this time has excellent medical skills and is a rare talent. In the future, if you have a headache or fever, just ask him to prescribe some medicine.”
"A person's life and death are predestined by the heavens. If you can't cure me this time, it's my fate. You can't blame the imperial physician for not having good medical skills, and you can't kill him because of this.”
"You can't kill him just because you can't cure me, do you hear me?”
Zhu Yuanzhang cried silently.
Empress Ma smiled again.
At the last moment, she melted all her hopes into four wishes.
Every wish was Zhu Zhongba.
"After ChenQie left…"
"I hope Your Majesty will work hard to govern!"
"May our descendants be wise and capable!”
"May the people of Ming have ample food and clothing.”
"May my husband's kingdom…be forever stable!”
Ming Dynasty, Hongwu Year 15, September…
The virtuous empress passed away peacefully with a smile on her lips!
Zhu Yuanzhang burst into tears, heart-wrenching!
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