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

Chapter 134: Yongle's First Loss of Conscience (Please Subscribe)
"Little bastard, we didn't force you to do this, you asked to come here on your own."

In the space wooden house, Lao Zhu looked excited.

Zhu Zhanjun came in just now and went straight to the lotus altar to summon people.

This made Old Zhu extremely happy, as the number of people in his family might increase again.

"Who do you think will come this time?"

Old Zhu looked at the people around him excitedly.

Empress Ma said with some anticipation: "I am more looking forward to my father. I have not been filial to him for so many years. If he can come, we two will be filial to him well."

Old Zhu rolled his eyes and said unhappily, "Can you please stop mentioning your father?"

Zhu Biao smiled and said, "I'm afraid I'll disappoint you all this time."

Old Zhu looked at Zhu Biao curiously and asked, "Biao'er, can you tell the future?"

Looking at Zhu Zhanjun who was standing next to the lotus altar, with his hands on the altar, closing his eyes and muttering to himself.

Zhu Biao explained: "When I was chatting with Zhan Junshi, I discovered that this altar summoner has a special feature."

"Tell me about it." Old Zhu became interested. He had been here for so long, but he hadn't noticed anything.

If Zhu Biao knew what Old Zhu thought, he would be speechless.

The couple spends every day together, you old man will need time to notice it.

Zhu Biao pointed at the lotus altar and said, "This thing seems to have a certain sensitivity. Every time Zhan Jun encounters trouble, he will send the corresponding talents."

"For example, Dad, when you came, Zhanjun needed a military talent."

"My mother and I came here to help Zhan Jun take his place as the prince and make the next move."

"And my mother is probably a byproduct. It should be that Zhanjun often complains about how bad your cooking is, so he brought my mother along."

"Then when we encountered problems with settling accounts, Xia Yuanji came, and when we lacked management talent, Zhang Baigui arrived."

Old Zhu nodded suddenly and thought that this was the truth. However, when he glanced at Zhu Qizhen, who was holding the dog beside him with a confused look on his face, he couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

"Biao'er, we admit that what you said is very likely, but you seem to have overlooked one point."

Old Zhu pointed at Zhu Qizhen and said, "He doesn't seem to be of any use. This guy can't even do any work when he comes here. He is just making shit."

Zhu Qizhen lowered his head in embarrassment and did not dare to refute.

Zhu Biao smiled slightly and shook his head: "No, this kid is also useful."

"How is that possible?" Old Zhu was a little unconvinced. What kind of role could Zhu Qizhen, a guy who was neither good at literature nor martial arts, have?

Zhu Biao laughed and patted Zhu Qizhen on the shoulder: "His role is to make us more determined to support Zhanjun and prevent the Ming Dynasty from repeating the same mistakes."

Zhu Qizhen had an urge to cry. Emotions pulled him over, which had a negative effect other than farming every day.

At this time, Zhu Zhanjun was also ready. When he heard what Zhu Biao said, he couldn't help but turn back and add a sentence.

"Maybe he really was in an accident. No matter how strict the protection between men and women is, there are still cases of pregnancy."

"Well, I'll go prepare some food to welcome the people arriving tonight."

Zhu Qizhen really couldn't stay there any longer, so he said something and quickly left with the dog.

What Zhu Biao said was not wrong. Zhu Zhanjun had the same guess in his mind, so he wanted to take a gamble.

He is in urgent need of a talented person by his side, someone who is strong in cases and various strategies.

He raised his hand and touched the center of his brows, and a mark was absorbed into the lotus altar.

The light began to flicker, not a lotus, but a solid gate.

“It’s really realistic.”

Old Zhu widened his eyes in shock. The reaction of the Lotus Altar confirmed what Zhu Biao had just said.

Zhu Zhanjun also breathed a sigh of relief. He had been muttering for a long time at the lotus altar just now, hoping that a tenant like Xia Yuanji would emerge to help in the real world.

"Are you still going?"

Zhu Zhanjun turned around and looked at the three people.

"Go, of course." Lao Zhu stepped forward and said, "It's a rare opportunity to get some fresh air. Even if there's no one around, we have to go out for a stroll. We've had enough of staying here."

Seeing that it was the real world, Queen Ma was a little disappointed and shook her head and said, "I won't go. I'll go prepare some food and welcome the newcomers."

Zhu Biao smiled and said, "I'll go see what kind of talent is it that can make this space feel that it can help you."

The three of them walked into the gate, a light flashed, and the three of them appeared outside the Ministry of Justice prison.

"Not a royal man."

Old Zhu said with regret, looking at the prison in front of him. "This person is in the cell, could he be a powerful person imprisoned in the cell?" Zhu Biao looked at Zhu Zhanjun: "Is there any powerful person here?"

Zhu Zhanjun shook his head: "Important prisoners are all imprisoned in the Jinyiwei Prison. This is just an ordinary detention."

"recently……"

Zhu Zhanjun suddenly stopped talking halfway. Zhu Biao beside him also reacted and asked in astonishment, "Could it be my sister-in-law's nephew?"

Zhu Zhanjun said uncertainly: "It shouldn't be him. After all, his role is really not that big."

At the same time, I prayed silently in my heart that it wasn't Xu Jingchang.

This guy's status is high enough, but he can't provide much help to Zhu Zhanjun at the moment.

Zhu Zhanjun, feeling nervous, took the two of them into the cell.

After walking all the way, they arrived at an interrogation room.

Looking at the closed interrogation room in front of him, Zhu Zhanjun breathed a sigh of relief.

That guy Xu Jingchang is locked up in a cell. Without the old man's order, there will definitely not be a trial.

"It shouldn't be Xu Jingchang." Zhu Biao also thought of this, and then guessed: "It should be an official from the Ministry of Justice, or an official here."

"Who cares who he is? Just go in and take a look and you'll know. If he can't help, just take him back to farm."

Seeing the two people guessing non-stop, Lao Zhu walked forward and pushed open the door.

As the door opened, an embroidered spring sword came out directly from the door.

Old Zhu's eyes turned cold. He leaned back slightly to avoid the blade, raised his foot and kicked out fiercely. A scream was heard, and a figure flew into the wall.

"Hehe, no one has dared to use a knife in front of me for many years. I haven't used it for a long time, and I'm a little rusty."

Seeing that the guy had been lying on the ground for a long time without getting up, Lao Zhu turned around and said something proudly.

Zhu Zhanjun gave a thumbs up and praised Lao Zhu's extended hand.

This great-grandfather of ours crawled out of a pile of dead bodies, and all his fighting skills were learned from life-and-death battles.

Most of Zhu Zhanjun’s fighting skills were taught by Old Zhu.

With Zhu's skills and his current young and strong body, ordinary generals cannot defeat him.

The three men walked into the interrogation room and found the guy lying on the ground, not yet getting up.

"Flying fish suit, Jinyiwei!"

When Zhu Zhanjun saw the other person's clothes, his eyes suddenly lit up.

The Jinyiwei who can wear Feiyu uniforms have a high status.

The Embroidered Uniform Guard is the old man’s eyes and ears. If he can place a senior official among them, the role they play will be extraordinary.

The Jinyiwei lay on the ground motionless. Old Zhu sneered and said, "Don't pretend to be dead. We have seen this little trick of yours many times on the battlefield."

The guy still didn't move.

Old Zhu snorted coldly, picked up something next to him and was about to throw it over.

Hearing the noise, the Jinyiwei stopped pretending and stood up swiftly with a dagger in his hand.

"Uh, it's you."

After seeing the other person's face clearly, Zhu Zhanjun stood there in a daze.

The Jinyiwei wearing Feiyu uniform also saw clearly that Zhu Zhanjun was among them. His brows knitted instantly and he said in a cold voice: "Second Royal Grandson, what do you mean by this?"

Looking at Zhu Zhanjun coldly, he glanced to the side again, and a look of astonishment that was usually not seen on his face appeared.

"Emperor Gaozu!"

He looked at the young man next to him again, and his lips trembled: "Your Majesty."

"Wrong." Zhu Zhanjun corrected, "This is my great grandfather, the first prince of the Ming Dynasty, the son-in-law of General Chang Yuchun, Prince Yiwen Zhu Biao."

Walking up to Old Zhu, Zhu Zhanjun said with a smile, "I don't need to introduce this person. I'm sure Commander Ji has seen him before and should have a deep impression of him."

This guy, wearing a flying fish suit, swung a knife at Lao Zhu's forehead.

It was the Jinyiwei commander who was the first lackey of the Yongle period, the most conscienceless, the most evil, the one who made countless civil officials grit their teeth and countless nobles tremble with fear, Ji Gang, Ji Zhizhi!

Looking at the three people in front of him, Ji Gang was stunned for a moment, dropped the dagger in his hand, took a few steps forward, knelt on the ground facing Zhu Zhanjun, and shouted: "I am Ji Gang, the commander of the Jinyiwei, and I would like to ask about your highness's health."

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