The eldest grandson of Emperor Ming Dynasty!

Chapter 17 Zhu Di's Conspiracy
In the 25th year of Hongwu, that is, this year, Zhu Yuanzhang built five towers on the platforms of Chengtianmen and Duanmen respectively.

The left and right thousand-step corridors were built in the square in front of Chengtianmen.

On the east side of the square are the five departments of officials, households, rites, soldiers and workers, and on the west side are the governor's mansion of the five armies and Jinyiwei yamen.

As for the Ministry of Punishment, it is outside the Taiping Gate in the north of the imperial city.

Today's Jinyiwei yamen, even after several months, can still smell a faint smell of lacquer.

The current Daming, of course, doesn't pay too much attention to these things.

Jiang Yu should have entered directly, and then the governor of the South and North Towns reported a lot of information about the capital today.

But seeing Song Zhong's appearance, it is obvious that there is something extremely private.

He waved his hand, and the Jin Yiwei's subordinates who followed immediately dispersed, and then Jiang Yu followed Song Zhong into the house.

"If there is anything, you have to report it separately."

Jiang Yu asked directly, Song Zhong's behavior made him a little confused. There are many secrets in Jinyiwei, but generally speaking, the two governors belong to his confidantes, so there is no need to deliberately conceal them.

"Commander Jiang, please take a look." Song Zhong did not hesitate, and immediately turned the portrait with his back to the wall.

Jiang Yu looked at it, and felt that the person in the portrait was very familiar with just a glance.

When I looked closely, I recognized it immediately.

Then he turned his head and scolded: "Song Zhong, you are so courageous, you dare to copy the portrait of His Highness the Crown Prince in private, you know it is a crime of beheading."

Portraits of the emperor, the prince, many princes and grandchildren, and even honorable ministers.

Copying without consent is a crime of disrespect.

This is probably equivalent to the infringement of portrait rights in later generations.

In ancient times, it is not a good thing to draw other people's head portraits casually, as it has the meaning of insulting.

There are only two kinds of conventional portraits, or they are reserved for inheritance for future generations to pay homage to.

Or it is the sea arrest document of the wanted criminal.

Apparently, the portrait drawn by Zhang Qianhu, according to his past work habits, looks like the portrait of a wanted criminal at first glance.

This is why Jiang Yu reprimanded angrily.

"Commander Jiang appeases his anger. The humble official is naturally aware of such taboos, but the key point is that the person in the painting is not His Royal Highness the Crown Prince." Song Zhong quickly explained.

"What do you mean by that?" Jiang Yu asked with a slight frown.

"The person in this portrait was met earlier in a teahouse by the Qinhuai River, and is the owner of that teahouse."

"When I saw him at the time, I was immediately shocked. This son is not very old, about twenty, but he is very similar to His Highness, both in appearance and temperament."

"The humble official was terrified, but luckily Zhang Qianhu was also there at the time."

"Zhang Qianhu is proficient in Danqing, and his humble job is to let Zhang Qianhu describe this son's appearance."

"That's it."

Song Zhong clearly explained the ins and outs of the future.

For this matter, he currently does not know how to deal with it.

"really?"

"really."

After confirming for the second time, Jiang Yu frowned, and walked to the portrait to observe carefully.

After such a close look, it turns out that the person on the portrait is quite different from His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

Zhang Qianhu's painting skills are obviously not low, even the temperament of the people in this painting is shown.

It's just that the more Jiang Yu looked at it, the more frightened he became.

These two are really too similar.

If it is said that the person in this painting has nothing to do with His Royal Highness, no one will believe it.

"This person's surname is Zhu, and his name is Ying. I don't dare to investigate privately at the moment, and I will make a decision after Commander Jiang returns."

Song Zhong said carefully from the side.

That's how smart he was to be where he is today.

One bad thing about things related to the royal family like this is to fall into a whirlpool.

Living in a place like Jinyiwei Yamen, being wise and safe is the basic way.

Jiang Yu nodded slightly and said: "Don't make an investigation on your own, even those who go with you have to be instructed to be careful."

"This matter has too much to do with it, especially now that the crown prince is gone. Your majesty has already appointed the grandson to take the throne."

"Now there is another person like this popping up out of nowhere."

"If there is such a sinister conspiracy, you and I will fall into the abyss and cannot break free."

Hearing Jiang Yu's words, Song Zhong took it for granted. Now that there is a lot of noise outside, although Jiang Yu didn't say it clearly, Song Zhong also understood it in his heart.

His Majesty is becoming increasingly irritable, emotionally unstable, and extremely prone to madness.

If someone really took this opportunity to set up a terrifying conspiracy, then this matter should not be underestimated.

It may even affect the stability of the entire Ming Empire.

"Send someone to find out who owns the title deed of the teahouse. Don't delve too much into the rest."

"It's for breakfast. Tomorrow morning, I will go with you to meet this person first, and then I will hand it over to the Holy Majesty for a decision."

Jiang Yu pondered and said.

"Humble job understands." Song Zhong responded.

King Yan's Mansion in Nanjing City.

"Master, you are indeed right. Father, after all, he chose the king's young nephew."

Zhu Di said with a little downcast.

In his opinion, he is the best candidate for the throne.How could he choose that kid Zhu Yunqi?

"Even if His Majesty wants to choose His Highness, he will be hindered by the ministers." Yao Guangxiao said.

"What do you mean by that?"

Zhu Di finished his glass of wine in one gulp, and asked Yao Guangxiao.

"Two days ago, the poor monk learned from a good friend that after the crown prince passed away, His Majesty had summoned a group of important ministers to discuss the matter of the crown prince at the Dongge Gate."

"At that time, His Majesty proposed to appoint His Royal Highness King Yan as the heir, but Liu Sanwu strongly opposed it."

Yao Guangxiao said slowly, and there was a slight pause when he reached this point.

"This Liu Sanwu, why do you oppose this king, why should you oppose this king?" Zhu Di shouted angrily.

It was only at this time that he realized that his father had thought of making himself the crown prince in his heart.

It was just blocked by these damn civil servants.

"Your Highness values ​​martial arts over culture, so they naturally want to oppose His Highness." Yao Guangxiao said simply.

Zhu Di looked ruthless, and said coldly: "These civil servants are eloquent, telling stories, and sowing discord between my king and my father. If there is a chance in the future, this king will execute them all!"

Yao Guangxiao's expression didn't change at all when he heard that.

King Zhu Di of Yan killed quite a few officials in Beiping, some of them did commit crimes, and a small number of them were caused by Zhu Di's elimination of dissidents.

That's why the whole of Beiping was managed by Zhu Di.

After a while, Zhu Di's anger subsided, and he asked, "How is that kid Zhu Ying?"

"The tea house His Royal Highness gave you opened this morning. It is said that the business is extremely hot. It only took half a day, and it has already caused a sensation in Nanjing." Yao Guangxiao said with a smile.

He doesn't care about the profit of the teahouse, the booming business of the teahouse is more convenient for him to arrange.

"This kid actually has such abilities." Zhu Di said.

"Zhu Ying's son is indeed quite capable, but it's also more convenient to manipulate." Yao Guangxiao said with a chuckle.

"This matter must be arranged as soon as possible, the sooner the better,"

"This matter must be settled before my king's nephew is canonized." Zhu Di said in a deep voice.

"That's right." Yao Guangxiao echoed.

(End of this chapter)