Yongle Emperor's grandson: Zhu Yuanzhang with cheats, Zhu Di went crazy

Chapter 133: Yongle's Most Corrupt Official

"Dad, I'm busy."

After staying in the space until noon, Zhu Zhanjun found his father Zhu Pangpang.

"Yeah, I'm busy." Fatty Zhu nodded and asked curiously, "I heard that you left without even having breakfast this morning. What happened?"

Zhu Zhanjun sat opposite his father and said without hiding anything: "Someone wants to burn down my imperial farm and destroy some evidence I have in Fengyang."

The pen in Zhu Pangpang's hand trembled, and he looked at Zhu Zhanjun in shock.

"It's about your uncle."

Zhu Zhanjun nodded and replied, "Yes, there is a connection."

Zhu Pangpang stood up and closed the door, then returned to the table and asked Zhu Zhanjun in a low voice.

"Have you told your grandmother about this?"

Zhu Zhanjun nodded and said, "Grandma had already looked at it yesterday, and she let me make my own decision."

Before his father could speak, Zhu Zhanjun continued, "My original plan was to give my uncle and his family some advice and ask them to confess their crimes to grandma first, in hopes of getting a lenient sentence."

"What they did was beyond my expectations, but it was also generally under my control."

"My son thought that Fengyang was just a small matter for them, but when I brought food to my uncle yesterday, he told me that he had not even tried to get involved in the dam project."

"He suspected that his brother-in-law had colluded with some people in his name to embezzle the money."

"Then this morning, there was a near-fire in my manor. The estimated location of the fire was in my room."

"It's bad. Send someone to Fengyang immediately and ask them to protect Zhang An. Be careful not to be murdered."

After hearing this, Zhu Pangpang hurriedly gave instructions to Zhu Zhanjun.

He has been the crown prince for so many years, how could he not know the ins and outs of this?

With just a simple analysis in his mind, he determined the general situation and also concluded that someone wanted to kill Zhang An to silence him.

"I have already sent someone." Zhu Zhanjun showed helplessness on his face: "But I don't hold out much hope."

Fatty Zhu sighed and said, "It's better to go and ask. Who knows, he might still be alive."

Zhu Zhanjun nodded and said bluntly: "Dad, they want to kill me."

Zhu Pangpang, who was always kind, sneered, with a rare coldness on his face.

"With Dad here, they don't dare."

At this moment, Zhu Pangpang was full of dominance and invincible confidence.

After being the crown prince for so many years, if he can't even protect his son, then there is no point for him to continue being the crown prince.

Zhu Zhanjun had no doubt about his father's words, but still said: "The old man will definitely know about this. Grandfather is already somewhat dissatisfied with your way of governing officials. If he knows about it before he comes back, and you don't do anything, I'm afraid he will be even more dissatisfied with you."

Zhu Pangpang finally understood what his son meant. This brat was planning to ask his father to stand up for him.

Zhu Pangpang sighed helplessly: "Son, your grandfather is fighting in the north now, we must keep the rear stable and don't cause trouble for your grandfather."

Zhu Zhanjun looked at Zhu Pangpang leisurely: "If I hadn't come to the palace yesterday, I would have been burned to death by them."

Zhu Pangpang was silent for a moment, then said, "Go back and have a good rest. I will investigate this matter first."

A smile appeared on Zhu Zhanjun's face.

Based on his understanding of Fat Dad, when Fat Dad said this, it meant that he had already made up his mind to take action.

In my father's mind, he doesn't care how others treat him, but he cannot tolerate any attack on his family.

Zhu Zhanjun guessed that his fat father might investigate, find evidence to convict him, and then take drastic action.

After coming out of the East Palace, Zhu Zhanjun did not return to the imperial farm, but directly got on the carriage driven by Xiaohu and went to the Jinyiwei Yamen.

"The second grandson is here."

Ji Gang frowned slightly and asked, "Did you say anything?"

The captain who reported shook his head and said, "Nothing to say, just asking for a meeting, sir." Ji Gang's heart sank slightly, but he still got up and walked out.

A carriage was parked in front of the yamen, with several guards guarding the carriage.

"Commander Ji, my prince is waiting for you in the car."

Ergou stepped forward, bowed, and invited Ji Gang to get on the carriage.

Ji Gang was not afraid and got on the carriage directly.

However, as the curtain was lifted and he could see everything inside clearly, he was stunned for a moment.

Zhu Zhanjun was sitting at one side of the table, boiling water and making tea.

At the innermost part of the carriage, a man tied up and covered in blood was lying there.

"Commander Ji, the tea is freshly brewed. Come and have a taste."

Zhu Zhanjun smiled and extended his hand to invite him.

Ji Gang looked at Zhu Zhanjun and said with a smile, "The tea is quite fragrant."

He waved his hand behind him to let the vigilant Jinyiwei withdraw, then Ji Gang stepped into the carriage, bowed, sat cross-legged opposite, and quietly watched Zhu Zhanjun make tea.

As for the person in the corner, he didn't even look at him, as if there was no one there.

"This is the first batch of tea from Jiangnan. It's very fragrant and tender. Have a taste!"

Zhu Zhanjun placed a cup of brewed tea in front of Ji Gang, who picked it up and sniffed it, nodding his head in appreciation, "It has a nice aroma, mellow but not strong, great tea!"

He praised it, took a sip and closed his eyes to savor it. After a moment, he said with satisfaction: "It's a little hot and bitter at first, but after savoring it, it's endlessly sweet."

Zhu Zhanjun nodded and said with a smile: "Since Commander Ji likes it, I will ask someone to send you two kilograms later."

Ji Gang smiled and waved his hands: "No merit, no reward. If others find out, I will be impeached."

Zhu Zhanjun looked at him calmly and said, "So Commander Ji is also afraid of impeachment. I thought you were not afraid of murder, arson, and assassinating the emperor's grandson."

Ji Gang's face immediately turned cold: "Your Highness, some things have not been investigated, don't talk nonsense."

Zhu Zhanjun pointed at the guy in the corner and said, "Commander Ji, do you know this guy?"

"One of my Jinyiwei's general flag officers."

Ji Gang answered directly and frankly.

Zhu Zhanjun glanced at Ji Gang and continued, "Then do you know what he did and why he ended up like this?"

Ji Gang nodded: "Yesterday, we intended to burn down the imperial farm, but we were discovered and no damage was caused."

Zhu Zhanjun looked at Jigang: "I want to know who ordered him and how many people are behind him."

Ji Gang suddenly smiled, picked up the cup he had just taken a sip of, and drank leisurely. After a moment, he spoke: "The Jinyiwei is your majesty's personal army. Your Highness the Second Imperial Grandson must remember this clearly."

Zhu Zhanjun nodded and said, "Of course I know this, but I also know that Jinyiwei commanders never have a good ending."

As he spoke, Zhu Zhanjun took out a piece of paper and placed it on the table.

Ji Gang took a look, his pupils shrank instantly, his face immediately darkened and he said: "Your Highness, you are threatening me."

Zhu Zhanjun shook his head: "I have no intention of threatening you, I just want to get what I want."

"Let's make an exchange and have nothing to do with each other afterwards."

Ji Gang crumpled up the paper and threw it into the fire. Looking at the burning ball of paper, he said a name.

Looking at the figure walking out of the carriage, Zhu Zhanjun frowned, and the record of the person Ji Gang mentioned in the history books gradually emerged in his mind.

He was a corrupt official who lived until the Xuande period, when he was killed by his own boss Zhu Zhanji.

This corrupt official who has existed since the Yongle period is none other than Liu Guan, the former Right Censor-in-Chief and current Minister of Justice.

(End of this chapter)