My father Zhu Gaoxu

Chapter 1

Zhu Zhanhe had a very weird dream. In the dream, he turned into a dandy from the Ming Dynasty, surrounded by a bunch of scumbags, walking horses and fighting cocks, drinking and listening to music every day, calling friends and making friends unhappy.

However, on a certain day, Zhu Zhanhe went out to hunt with a group of cronies. For a fox that was shot by an arrow, he threw off the crowd and chased after him one by one, but the horse stumbled while running wildly.

At that time, the good Dawan Liangju was rolling on the ground, and Zhu Zhanhe was whirling and flying in the air. He saw a big tree as thick as two people in front of him, and finally his poor little head was stabbed hard. on the trunk.

"Ah~"

Zhu Zhanhe let out a scream and woke up from the dream covered in cold sweat.

"Luckily it was a dream!"

Zhu Zhanhe murmured to himself with lingering fear, at this moment he felt his chest "thumping", and the moment he hit the tree at the end in his dream, he really thought he was going to die!
It was pitch black in front of him, Zhu Zhanhe took a few deep breaths, and then habitually stretched out his right hand to touch the mobile phone on the bedside, intending to check what time it was, and get up to turn on the water by the way.

However, the mobile phone was not touched, but a somewhat rough wooden board was touched.

"Where did the wooden boards come from?"

Zhu Zhanhe was taken aback for a moment, feeling something was wrong.

He stretched out his left hand again, and finally touched a wooden board on the left side, and then he found that there was also a wooden board above his head. Although he couldn't see it, he had already sketched the shape of a box in his mind.

As Zhu Zhanhe groped, he found that the head space of the box was large, but the foot space was small, which caused the box in his mind to deform again, and finally outlined a familiar shape.

"coffin!"

This discovery made Zhu Zhanhe panicked, he didn't remember when he died at all?
"Wait! That dream just now..."

Zhu Zhanhe immediately recalled the feeling of near-death in the dream at the end. Could it be that it was not a dream just now, and he really died?
"Impossible. The one who died in the dream was Zhu Zhanhe, the son of Han King Zhu Gaoxu. I knew that I shouldn't read messy Mingchuan novels before going to bed."

Zhu Zhanhe forced himself to comfort himself.

But now is not the time to think about these things. The most important thing for him now is to get out of the coffin. If the coffin is nailed to death, he might be buried alive.

Thinking of this, Zhu Zhanhe also panicked, and hastily pushed the top cover forcefully.

Fortunately in the misfortune, although the coffin lid was heavy, it was not crucified, but Zhu Zhanhe had just woken up, and his hands and feet were a little weak, so he couldn't push it open for a while.

At this moment, Zhu Zhanhe suddenly noticed that the coffin was moving. The speed was not fast, but because the ground was uneven, the coffin was shaking.

"What's the matter, the coffin hasn't been crucified yet, and it's about to be buried?"

This is obviously unreasonable.

Before the bewildered Zhu Zhanhe figured it out, he suddenly heard bursts of noise coming from outside, but through the thick coffin boards, he couldn't hear it clearly.

So Zhu Zhanhe put his ears on the coffin and listened carefully to the movement outside.

The muffled beat of drums was first heard, followed by the neighing of horses, the clang of iron, and the shouts of the crowd.

At the beginning, I couldn't hear what people outside were yelling, but as time passed, the yelling became more and more orderly and louder, and finally the noise converged into a very clear sentence:

"Revenge for the son of the King of Han!"

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The beautiful land in the south of the Yangtze River, the imperial state of Jinling.

Ever since Zhu Yuanzhang established Jinling as his capital, this thousand-year-old capital has finally seen its second spring. The urban construction has expanded again, and the population has approached one million. In this era, it can definitely be called the number one city in the world.

However, Jinling City, which used to be prosperous and full of people, is suddenly under martial law today.

Teams of iron armored warriors held swords and bows and moved forward quickly along the streets and alleys. The sound of the armor leaves and weapons collided together, and finally the army converged on the wide Zhengyangmen Street like flowing water.

There are no more people on the street, and even the beggars who were everywhere in the past seem to have disappeared. Occasionally, there will be some bold ones who peek out from the cracks in the door or the top of the wall, and their eyes are full of words. Uneasy and restless.

The entire Jinling City was filled with an atmosphere of urgency. Many elderly people thought of the scene of Zhu Di, who was still the King of Yan, leading his troops to pacify Nannan and enter Jinling City more than ten years ago.

There are even some old people who thought of when Emperor Taizu first raised his army, he attacked Jinling City three times, and finally took over Jinling and ruled the world.

Could it be that today's Jinling City will change hands again?
The Zhonghe Bridge outside Zhengyangmen, under the bridge is the famous Qinhuai River.

However, in the old days, the Qinhuai River was "the ancient rhyme is lingering and the waves are full of joy, the wind shakes the painted boats, the rain contains smoke", but today the river is empty, not to mention the painted boats, not even a fishing boat can be seen.

Although there was no one on the river, the bridge was full of people. The troops from all over the city gathered on both sides of the Zhonghe Bridge.

The soldiers on both sides all had the same armor and weapons, except that the soldiers at Qiaonan tied a white cloth on their helmets, which looked like a white ocean from above, and the army was full of murderous aura, ready to attack at any time.

In contrast, the soldiers in Qiaobei seemed to be cowering, and the vanguard erected tall shields in a defensive posture.

"Dita~Dita..."

In the army formation at the south of the bridge, there was a clear sound of horses stepping on the stone slabs, and then the army formation separated to the two sides. A general held a spear, and one man and one horse walked slowly to the bridge.

I saw that this general was tall and tall, with a square face, beard, and big copper bell eyes covered with bloodshot eyes. He was wearing a special mountain armor, but he was covered with a layer of cut-off clothes.

The so-called Zhanhuai is the heaviest mourning dress among the five clothes. Generally, children will wear it only when their parents die. After his death, Zhu Yuanzhang went to the court to discuss affairs in a beheaded suit.

"This king wants to enter the palace, who dares to stop him!"

The middle-aged man's voice was low, as if he was suppressing great pain.

This middle-aged man was none other than the famous Han King Zhu Gaoxu, the second son of Ming Emperor Zhu Di.

At the time of Jingnan, Zhu Gaoxu made many outstanding achievements, especially in the battle of Dongchang. General Zhang Yu died in battle, and Zhu Di was besieged. It was Zhu Gaoxu who led the cavalry into the siege and rescued him. He died on the road to Jingnan.

The Ming army in the north of the bridge obviously knew Zhu Gaoxu. When they saw this His Royal Highness, who was known as the hero of the king, many soldiers retreated one after another.

In the end, the general who led the army bit the bullet and slapped his horse forward. I saw that this man was also quite burly, but compared with Zhu Gaoxu, he was obviously a size smaller. He had a strangely long face, and his appearance was very strange.

"Xu Yelu, the commander of the soldiers and horses, pays homage to His Highness the King of Han. I don't know why the prince is here?"

The name Xu Yelu was paired with his long face, which made him quite happy on such a serious occasion.

However, Zhu Gaoxu raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, pointed the spear in his hand behind him and roared angrily: "The eldest son of the king died for no reason, what do you think I am here for?"

Following Zhu Gaoxu's roar, he saw a carriage slowly approaching from the army formation, carrying a heavy coffin, inside was the body of Zhu Gaoxu's eldest son Zhu Zhanhe.

"My lord, please calm down. The crown prince is sending people to investigate the death of your son. Please forgive me..."

"Fuck it, I think he is busy destroying evidence!"

Before Xu Yelu finished speaking, Zhu Gaoxu interrupted sharply.

The entire Ming Dynasty knew that Zhu Gaoxu had been coveting the seat of the prince Zhu Gaochi. Last year, because of the delay in welcoming him, Huang Huai, Yang Pu, Jin Wen and other princelings were sent to jail, and Zhu Gaochi almost became a polished commander.

This year Zhu Di went to slaughter the Mongols on the grassland again. Although Zhu Gaochi was still in charge of the country, both the Chinese and the military knew that Zhu Gaochi's position as the prince was already on the verge of collapse.

Many people even rumored that after Zhu Di returned from the Northern Expedition this time, Zhu Gaochi would be abolished and Zhu Gaoxu would be replaced as the prince.

Seeing that Zhu Di was about to come back, at this juncture, Zhu Gaoxu's eldest son, Zhu Zhanhe, suddenly died for no apparent reason, so Zhu Gaoxu was the first to suspect that his elder brother Zhu Gaochi was the culprit.

"My lord said carefully, although the matter has not been clarified yet, but the prince probably just had an accident, it was definitely not man-made..."

"Shut up, my son can't die by accident!"

Before Xu Yelu finished his explanation, he was interrupted again sharply by Zhu Gaoxu.

"I'm going to enter the palace now, will you let me go or not?"

Zhu Gaoxu questioned Xu Yelu with red eyes.

"Where the responsibility lies, the general will not let it go!"

Xu Yelu gritted his teeth and said.

Behind him is the Zhengyang Gate, and behind the gate is the Imperial City. Looking at the situation in front of him, if he refuses to let him go, Zhu Gaoxu will definitely kill him. If he lets go, Zhu Di will kill him even more when he comes back in the future. It is also good to leave a way for children and grandchildren.

"If you don't let me, then go to hell!"

After Zhu Gaoxu finished speaking, he raised his gun and jumped on the horse, and then killed Xu Yedonkey.

Although there were many archers behind Xu Yelu, none of them dared to point their bows and arrows at Zhu Gaoxu. After all, he was the emperor's son, who would dare to hurt him?

Xu Yelu raised his gun to block, but he didn't dare to fight back at all. His force was not as good as Zhu Gaoxu's, but now that his hands and feet were restrained, he was even more clumsy. He was already in a mess in just a few rounds.

"kill!"

Following Zhu Gaoxu's roar, the spear in his hand was like a poisonous dragon going out to sea. Xu Yedonkey couldn't dodge in time, and was stabbed into his left rib with a spear. He screamed in pain and couldn't use any more strength in his body.

Zhu Gaoxu was so full of anger that he had nowhere to vent his anger. Now that he succeeded with one move, he roared again, pressed the butt of the gun hard, and even picked Xu Ye Donkey in the air.

Seeing Zhu Gaoxu's bravery, the soldiers on both sides of the Qinhuai River opened their mouths in shock for a moment, and the tens of thousands of troops became completely silent.

However, at this moment, on the carriage not far behind Zhu Gaoxu, the lid of the coffin containing Zhu Zhanhe's body shook suddenly, then tilted to the right, and fell off with a "bang".

The sound of the coffin lid falling attracted the attention of all the soldiers of the two armies.

Everyone doesn't know what happened?The King of Han has just picked Xu Ye Donkey, so why can't the coffin board of the son be held down?

Zhu Zhanhe was so dazzled by the intense sunlight that he couldn't open his eyes, he rubbed his eyes and sat up, so that his eyes could adapt to the sunlight quickly.

After finally waiting for Zhu Zhanhe to finally see the situation outside, he found that he was surrounded by thousands of troops. These sergeants stared at him dully, and some of them couldn't even hold their weapons steadily, "Kang Dang "It fell to the ground with a sound.

"What's the situation? Could it be that the way I opened the coffin was wrong?"

Just when Zhu Zhanhe was debating whether to pick up the coffin lid and put it back on again, and then opened it again, he finally saw a scene of a fierce man holding guns in both hands and picking up another general in the air.

It's just that no matter whether it's the picker or the pick, they all stare at him with wide eyes now, looking at him with disbelief.

In the end, it was the general who was picked up in mid-air that responded. He pointed at Zhu Zhanhe with a sad and angry face, and said with all his strength, "You...I..."

Before Xu Yelu finished speaking, a mouthful of old blood suddenly spewed out, staining the blue sky with blood red.

(End of this chapter)