Daming: I was exposed by Zhu Di's Sims life!

Chapter 339 Ercao's body and name are both destroyed, and the rivers and rivers will not be abolished through the ages!
The moon is hidden and the stars are sparse, the branches of the dead trees are shaking, the chill is strong, the red paint on the wall is peeling off, in the quiet night, the mansion of Prince Gan is busy all the time.

There were endless coughing in the room. After the ex-Prince Zhu Gaochi, the current prince of Gan, Zhu Gaochi breathed heavily after a severe cough, but felt his chest was heavy and his throat was slightly sweet. He couldn't stop leaning against the bedside, vomiting blood .

Concubine Gan Zhang hurriedly caught it with a basin, so as not to let all the blood spray on her prince. She used her warm jade hand to hold the cold and fat hand of Prince Gan. Although it seemed calm, anyone could feel it. Zhang His inner struggle and desolation.

Although her heart was full of grief, Zhang still managed to squeeze out a little smile, and said gently: "My lord, it's okay, it's okay, my concubine is here with you, and my son is here too, you will be fine , Spit it, spit it out and you'll be fine."

Zhu Gaochi, who was dying, said weakly, "Zhan...Zhan Ji...Father has something to tell you."

Mrs. Zhang looked at her son who was sitting on the side. Zhu Zhanji sat beside him without saying a word, with a gloomy face and a strange temperament exuding all over his body, like a ghost in a dream, with pure black eyes.

After hearing his father's voice, Zhu Zhanji came over and bowed slightly: "Father, my son is here."

Zhu Gaochi glanced at Zhu Zhanji and took a deep breath: "Kneel down!"

Without hesitation, Zhu Zhanji knelt down in front of the bed.

Zhu Gaochi tried his best to raise his hand, but he couldn't lift it. He was so weak that he could only say to Zhang: "You, slap him for me."

Although Mrs. Zhang was puzzled, seeing Prince Gan was so weak, even though she couldn't bear it, she still had to be ruthless, and slapped her own son's face forcefully.

The slap sounded in the room, and Zhu Zhanji's face turned red from the slap, but he remained silent.

"Look at your father, how sick he is, vomiting blood all night, why can't you let your father save himself?"

Mrs. Zhang pointed at her son with hatred and scolded, "Our family has no other thoughts, just want to live happily, you are fine, look at you, since you have grown up in the past two years, you have not Let your father rest easy!"

"Your father's body is so sick that he is now like this, it's all because of you, a rebellious son!"

She wanted to say something more, but Zhu Gaochi shook his head.

His time is running out, and he will finish these last few words to Zhu Zhanji.

Zhu Gaochi looked sideways at his son: "Did you send someone to assassinate your fourth uncle?"

Zhang stood up suddenly and looked at Zhu Zhanji in disbelief.

Zhu Zhanji tilted his head slightly: "Father, how do you know?"

Zhu Gaochi asked: "Don't worry about how I know, tell me first, did you do it!"

"In the Imperial Army of the Upper Twelve Guards, there are people we cultivated back then. They are buried very deep. No one knows except you and my father and son. Our chess pieces are also hidden in the palace. Now is the weakest moment for Fourth Uncle , I sent the dead soldiers I raised to take his life."

Zhu Zhanji shrugged, "I am living like a walking dead now. Even if things fail, I will die. In short, I don't want to die like you, so useless."

Zhu Gaochi was so angry that his chest was burning like a fire, and he shouted in a hoarse voice: "Confused!"

"You've grown up now. It's amazing. Even I, a father, can't control you anymore. You are lawless and do whatever you want. I thought that in the past two years in Jiangxi, I could sharpen your temper. You are getting more and more vicious, and dare to kill your own uncle, you are not my son!"

He clapped his big hands, and in an instant, more than a dozen tall and strong men rushed out.

Before Zhu Zhanji came back to his senses, he was pushed to the ground.

He raised his head and looked at his father puzzled: "Father, what do you mean?"

Mrs. Zhang also looked at Zhu Gaochi suspiciously. She suddenly felt that her husband and son were unfamiliar like never before.

Zhu Gaochi covered his mouth and nose lightly, looked at Zhu Zhanji, and said lightly: "You don't need to call me father, I am not your father, and you are not my son."

"You have already become a devil, keep you. After I die, you will endanger the court and the people. Today, before I die, I will kill my relatives righteously and eliminate your hidden danger!"

He waved his hand and said, "Take him to Beijing and send him to the emperor, let the emperor punish him."

More than a dozen strong men are Zhu Gaochi's confidantes, and they only obey his orders, even if they want to escort the eldest son to leave.

But Zhu Zhanji struggled to stand up. He glanced coldly at his father lying on the couch, and said calmly, "I can walk by myself."

He walked away with a flick of his sleeves, and more than a dozen strong men looked at each other, and then at Zhu Gaochi.

Prince Gan on the couch nodded slightly, as a way of showing respect to his son.

……

After only Zhu Gaochi and Zhang's husband and wife were left in the room, he couldn't hold back any longer, and vomited blood violently again.

Mrs. Zhang didn't have time to think about it, and took the blood with a basin, feeling distressed: "Why are you doing this, don't say it in face, I know, you care more about him than your own life."

"You want to ask, why should I hand him over to the old man?"

After Zhu Gaochi vomited, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said slowly, "You are right, I do, I value him more than my life."

Mrs. Zhang finally couldn't help asking at this time: "Then why do you..."

Zhu Gaochi raised his hand to interrupt: "It is precisely because I think he is more important than my life, so I will give him to the old man!"

"If you want to keep Zhanji alive, there is only one way to go!"

He sighed and said, "Do you think he can kill his fourth uncle? What a peerless person his fourth uncle is, even in my heyday, I couldn't beat his fourth uncle. Can Zhan Ji in the same place beat his fourth uncle?"

"Don't dream, Zhanji still doesn't understand this truth. He already understood this truth when he lost his grandson's position and was sent to Jiangxi."

"He is begging to die now. Zhanji is a strong boy. He is not willing to die like me. If he wants to die, he has to die with blood."

"His fourth uncle is the most ruthless person I have ever met. I think he is the brother of the same mother, and I think he is the love of Empress Xu. He saved our family's life, but also That's all. Zhanji himself wants to fight his fourth uncle to the end. Do you think his fourth uncle will let him live?"

Mrs. Zhang was a little puzzled: "Then how do you want to save Zhanji? Now that Zhanji himself is begging to die, how can we hug him?"

Zhu Gaochi smiled miserably, and said, "I think my life will be exchanged for Zhan Ji's."

"The only one who can make his fourth uncle soft-hearted is the late Empress Xu, who is our common mother. As long as I die, his fourth uncle will be moved. For the sake of Empress Xu, I will send Zhanji to him In the hands, let him question the crime, his fourth uncle will not be murderous."

"At most, if Zhan Ji is abolished as a commoner, at least Zhan Ji's life will be preserved."

"Use my life as a game to exchange Zhanji's life."

Mrs. Zhang was silent for a long time before slowly asking: "You yourself have just said that Zhan Ji is begging to die. If he knows that he will be deposed as a commoner, will he be willing?"

"He will stop, because his life is exchanged for my life."

Zhu Gaochi said slowly, "Only when he arrives in Beijing and hears the news of my death, will he realize that I exchanged my own death for his life. If he asks for death again, then I will die in vain." From what I know about Zhanji, no matter how unwilling he is, he will survive."

"This is a conspiracy. He plotted against his fourth uncle, plotted against Zhan Ji, and used my life as an introduction to get everything to calm down. As long as I die, everything will be over. This is the ending everyone wants."

Tears welled up in Zhang's eyes, and he said in a trembling voice, "What about me?"

"I married you in Hongwu for 28 years, and you and I have shared hardships as husband and wife for 22 years. Zhanji is a piece of meat that fell from my body, and you are not my most beloved husband. You just left, I How should I live?"

"I'm a woman with a simple mind. If Zhanji wants to die by himself, you let him die. I don't care about Zhanji, his fourth uncle, or the emperor. I only care about you. I want you to live and live." !"

Zhu Gaochi held his wife's warm hand tightly, the corners of his eyes were slightly moist, and sighed: "Yes...I'm sorry..."

"In my life, I have no shame for the people, no shame for the common people, but for you alone, I owe a lot in my heart...cough cough..."

"Unfortunately, I have run out of time. If there is an afterlife..."

"It must be..."

"with you……"

"Baitouxi...old..."

"This family, from now on...please..."

His voice became weaker and weaker, and after the last word, it was already negligible.

Zhu Pangpang, who lived in fear all his life, finally closed his eyes with regret.

His hand slid down slowly, and his breath dissipated.

Zhu Gaochi died of illness unfortunately.

From Prince Gan's mansion, there was a woman's heart-piercing howl.

That mountain has collapsed.

……

"I'm [-]% sure that it was Zhanji who sent someone to kill me."

Zhu Gaoxuan said calmly, "The boss is about to die. Before he died, he played a conspiracy with me. Since the 12th year of Yongle, he has been fighting with me for three full years. In these three years, he once He has never won against me, and he has nothing to lose. Now he is going to die, and he wants to fight me again."

"He wants to use his life to bet that I won't kill Zhu Zhanji."

"This time, he beat me."

"I really won't kill Zhu Zhanji. The boss wants to keep Zhanji with his life. After all, he is his own brother. I don't want to let him die without peace."

"Let the boss win once, father, you don't want to interfere in this matter, we will settle the matter between our two brothers ourselves."

Zhu Di was silent for a long time, his eyebrows condensed into a ball.

He knew that Zhu Gaoxuan didn't want to embarrass him.

After all, Zhu Zhanji is his favorite good grandson. Although the good grandson is not as good as before, if Zhu Zhanji is killed, is it really necessary for the father and son to meet each other?

Zhu Di let out a long breath, his eyebrows relaxed.

He raised his arm: "Come on!"

Fan Zhong who was outside the door heard the voice, rushed in with the imperial guards of the upper twelve guards, and looked at His Majesty the Emperor.

Zhu Di said slowly: "The crown prince is not feeling well due to work on state affairs, and my heart is very painful. The crown prince will be recuperating in the East Palace for a month. During this time, you must take good care of the East Palace and let the crown prince cultivate well in the East Palace. It is against my will. The prince is not allowed to go out."

Zhu Gaoxuan and Zhu Di looked at each other with confusion in their eyes.

Zhu Di's purpose clearly means to put Zhu Gaoxuan under house arrest in the East Palace.

Then, he would personally cleanse all the crowd and bear all these sins for Zhu Gaoxuan.

Zhu Di, who loves feathers the most in his life, chooses to stand up at this moment and bear all the infamy for Zhu Gaoxuan.

He would rather not protect himself at the end of the day, and he doesn't want Zhu Gaoxuan to bear the sinful debt of killing his blood relatives.

Zhu Gaoyi smiled bitterly: "Actually... I don't care about these things."

He didn't want the old man to suffer this crime for him. In fact, to him, he didn't care about infamy and crime at all.

What about being reviled by future generations?

He already had enough infamy on his body, and he couldn't wash the blood off his hands just by massacring more than [-] people in Jiaozhi.If you have too many lice, you are not afraid of biting. Since you have already done enough, why not have more?
Zhu Di patted Zhu Gaoxuan's shoulder lightly, and said softly with his eyes: "Actually, all fathers are the same in the world. The boss is willing to lay down his life for his son, so what if I bear some infamy for you."

"I don't have much time. In the remaining time, I just want to do more things for you, and walk steadily. When I get to the bottom, I can have some confidence when I meet your mother."

"Little Four, Dad, I can only do so much for you."

"In the future, you will be left alone."

He waved his hand, turned around and walked out of Wenhua Palace, facing everyone with his back.

Above the Wenhua Palace, the bright full moon sits quietly on the pure black curtain-like night sky, quietly admiring the prosperity of Beijing.

The capital is naturally prosperous, and it still maintains the size and majesty of the center of the empire in the middle of the night, which proves to the world how powerful this empire is.

"The moon is the brightness of my hometown." His Majesty the Emperor said with emotion.

He stared at the bright moon in the sky, which was perfect tonight, but he felt that something must be missing.

The ancients always placed their thoughts on their families on the full moon, as if a full moon is a symbol of family affection.

When he was young, Zhu Di thought so too, but after how many times his life hung by a thread, how many times he wandered in front of the gate of hell, defeated all the enemies in front of him, and stood on the top of the mountain overlooking everything, he realized that when he has great After the power, you have to give up a lot. There has never been a perfect moon in this world.

He continued to stride forward, although he was old, even though he was dying of illness, but at this moment, he seemed to have returned to the unruly youth, the dragon and the phoenix, the appearance of the sun.

Only the breeze in the mountains and the bright moon on the river belong to him, and the rest are kept out of it.

The merits and demerits are right and wrong, and the right to leave it to future generations to comment, Ercao's body and name are all destroyed, and the rivers and rivers will not be abandoned forever!
(End of this chapter)