Chongzhen: I Just Cried Twice and the Coffin Board Flew into My Face

I, Zhu Youxiao, am listening to the eulogy at his luxurious funeral. My younger brother Zhu Youjian cried sincerely until I heard those words - "My brother is neglecting government affairs and indulges in craftsmanship." The coffin board can no longer be pressed. In total silence, I pushed the coffin and sat up, smiling at the new king with a broken expression: "Youjian, what did you say just now that my brother... Is desolate?" "Also, let me lend you the dragon chair to lie down on."