Volume 1 Chapter 480: Graveyard

Zhu Qiyu gently wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and said sincerely: "Ten years ago, there was a riot. The capital was attacked by strange strongmen. Civil and military officials suffered heavy casualties. I was demoted by Your Majesty and did not take on important responsibilities. That's why I was lucky enough to survive."

"After the chaos, your majesty's concubines and sons all disappeared, and there was no trace of them. Jiang Yue, Xuanyuan Dabing, Prime Minister Liu Yiyi, and Wang Shu were all missing. As for Zhao Zhong, Guo Xuan, and Wu Guotao, they seemed to have been hunted down. After I took control of the situation in the capital, there was no news about the three of them..."

Zhu Qiyu's tone suddenly became full of hatred: "As for Yuan Zimo, Deng Yan, Fang Xinghai and Zhou Xin, these people are ambitious. When the incident in the capital happened, they immediately incited the people, rose up in rebellion, and constantly divided the territory of the Dayun Empire. Now, only one tenth of the territory of the Dayun Empire remains..."

Later, Zhu Qiyu talked about some of his experiences in managing government affairs and establishing the Dayu Dynasty. He spoke with tears in his eyes, and was exhausted and felt very wronged.

Xiang Yun finally understood it later. A person's abilities are all on his own. When the same thing appears in front of different people, people with different abilities can only do what they can.

Zhu Qiyu's ability is to govern the people's voices and formulate good policies for the court for the people. In addition, his values are relatively positive and he is an honest person. So, he is more than qualified to be an official who governs the lives of the people, but he is still a little lacking in being a prime minister.

As for being the ruler of a country, Xiang Yun thought about it. If Zhu Qiyu had three capable ministers under him, he might still be able to be the ruler of a country. It was a pity that he didn't have them.

Zhu Qiyu doesn't have such a keen eye for talent as him. There are so many talented people in the world, but unfortunately, there are very few people who can discover them. Judging from the current situation of the Dayu Dynasty, at least Zhu Qiyu doesn't have such ability.

As for the future fate of the Dayu Dynasty, Xiang Yun has already seen it. Zhu Qiyu has no choice but to destroy the country.

Xiang Yun didn't want to care about it. Zhu Qiyu had seized his kingdom, and he had already done his best by not killing him. It was impossible for him to help him govern the country.

Xiang Yun was annoyed by what he heard, and suddenly raised his hand to stop Zhu Qiyu's endless chatter, and asked: "I didn't hear any news about Jiang Fei from what you said just now..."

Zhu Qiyu was stunned when he heard this. He looked at Xiang Yun with doubt and fear. After hesitating for a while, he said, "Your Majesty didn't know... Marquis Shenwu Jiang Fei... died ten years ago!"

Xiang Yun was shocked, and suddenly stood up and shouted, "Nonsense!"

Xiang Yun's breathing was a little disordered. He stared at Zhu Qiyu fiercely and scolded him, "You don't know the whereabouts of the others. Why did only Jiang Fei die? Now you dare to lie to me? Do you really think you are the emperor?"

Zhu Qiyu was so frightened that he knelt down in front of Xiang Yun again, swallowed his saliva and said bitterly: "In the battle ten years ago, Shenwu Hou burned out his last glory and died in the end... Later, the capital fell into chaos. When I came to power, Shenwu Hou was able to have someone to collect his body, but by then, his body was already... only a head was left..."

Xiang Yun stepped forward and grabbed Zhu Qiyu's neck, shouting angrily: "Where is that head? I want to see it!"

Zhu Qiyu's face flushed red, and he said with difficulty: "I will bury it properly in the western suburbs of the capital..."

Xiang Yun threw him to the ground in annoyance. There was nothing worth his staying in this place, so he decided to leave. As for Jiang Fei's death, he had to make sure of it.

Xiang Yun walked out quickly. Before he left the imperial study, Zhu Qiyu suddenly knelt down and kowtowed to him, shouting, "Your Majesty! Please save your former subjects!"

Xiang Yun paused, and Zhu Qiyu continued to shout: "Now the Dayu Dynasty is facing internal and external troubles. The people have no food to eat, and the soldiers on the frontier are the same. Life and death, the country's destruction and the mountains and rivers are gone, all at a moment's notice!"

Zhu Qiyu now places all his hopes on Xiang Yun. He is very clear about Xiang Yun's abilities. It would have been fine if he had not become the emperor before. Since he became the emperor, Zhu Qiyu's fear and awe of Xiang Yun have grown deeper and deeper.

With three ministers in power and a puppet emperor, Xiang Yun relied on his brain and talent to kill powerful ministers, consolidate imperial power, quell rebellions, suppress bandits, defeat the northern barbarians, improve people's livelihood, promote farming, build military industries, defeat four countries... and finally established the Dayun Empire. This process, each of which was something Zhu Qiyu would never dare to imagine.

Although he had followed the brothers Jiang Yue and Jiang Fei to fight together and thought he had the ability to fight on the battlefield, in the end, reality slapped him hard in the face.

He once led an army in person, but his 100,000-man army was defeated by Zhou Xin's 20,000 soldiers and fled in panic. In the end, less than 50,000 of them survived.

It was then that Zhu Qiyu realized that he never had the ability to lead troops in battle. That was the ability of the Jiang brothers before, and he just benefited from it.

Zhu Qiyu was filled with sadness and despair. He no longer hoped that the Dayu Dynasty could be revived. He only hoped that Xiang Yun could come up with a solution so that the people of the Dayu Dynasty could be free from war, protect their lives, and have food to eat.

Xiang Yun stood at the door of the imperial study for a long time without saying anything. Just when Zhu Qiyu was about to ask again, Xiang Yun suddenly said, "Abdicate."

"Ah?" Zhu Qiyu was stunned. Before he could react to Xiang Yun's words, Xiang Yun was no longer at the door.

"Abdicate?" Zhu Qiyu pondered over Xiang Yun's words, and then his body began to tremble. He looked at the world outside the imperial study, raised his hand and whistled, "It's not me who covets the throne, it's not me~ it's not me!"

"Ten years, a full ten years. I have worked hard to govern this country for ten years. Why do you do that? Why do you do that? You abandoned your people and now you come back and do nothing!"

Zhu Qiyu was about to die. After a long whistle, he closed his eyes and fell in the imperial study. When the guards outside saw him, they all rushed over and surrounded Zhu Qiyu, shouting, "Quick, call the imperial physician!"

Xiang Yun flew all the way to the western suburbs of the capital. There was a cemetery here that had existed for a thousand years. It was unknown how many ancestors of the Great Sun Dynasty were buried there.

Xiang Yun guessed that if Zhu Qiyu buried Jiang Fei, he would definitely bury him in this cemetery.

Xiang Yun searched the cemetery for more than 20 minutes before he saw a grave covered with weeds. In front of the grave stood a stone tablet with the inscription: "The tomb of Jiang Fei, the great general of the Great Yun Empire, built by my brother Zhu Qiyu."

Seeing the tombstone, Xiang Yun's resentment towards Zhu Qiyu eased a little. Then he looked at the grave, sighed, and disappeared in an instant.

Ten minutes later, he returned with a bamboo basket in his hand, which was filled with gold ingots, candles, incense, paper money, a pot of imperial wine, roast chicken, fish, pork head, and in his other hand he was holding a farmer's hoe.