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

Chapter 155 The Emperor Takes Turns, Today is My Home

Unfortunately, they overthought it.

After Zhu Yunwen signed and sealed the document, Zhu Yunwen stood up from the throne and helped Zhu Zhanjun, who was still confused, back to the throne.

"Not great-grandfather." Zhu Zhanjun didn't know whether to laugh or cry. They couldn't stay here for long, and there was no point in sitting in this position.

"Grandpa, what are you doing?"

Old Zhu snorted coldly and replied in a low voice: "Nothing, I just want to disgust some people."

Old Zhu turned to the civil and military officials and said, "Zhu Yunwen's talent and virtue are not worthy of this position. Today, in my capacity as the Great Emperor Gao, I will depose him from the throne of the Great Ming Emperor and pass the throne to Zhu Zhanjun in my name."

The ministers below looked at Zhu Yuanzhang in confusion, with black lines on their heads.

Damn it, does this person replace his gear so frequently?
When the outsiders break in soon, will he ascend the throne again?

Wow, it happens three times a year. It really is a matter of turns among the emperors. The people of the Zhu family have had enough.

Although they secretly complained about it, the ministers still knelt down and kowtowed to Zhu Zhanjun.

Zhu Zhanjun didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and waved his hand for everyone to stand up.

"Should we go check on Great Grandfather? Maybe we can pull him into the space as well."

Zhu Qizhen, who was standing next to the throne, felt excited when he heard the faint shouts of killing.

Zhu Zhanjun rolled his eyes at him and said unhappily, "If you go to him at this time, make sure you are not tired of living."

The old man at this time has gone crazy with killing. Not to mention whether there is a grandson like him in this world, it would be useless even if Old Zhu, the father, was gone.

After fighting for so long, the throne was right in front of him, but then a young father, a young elder brother, and a grandson suddenly appeared.

This must be a joke.

Given the old man's current murderous state, he doesn't care whether Zhu Zhanjun and the others are real or fake.

Even if the squeezing was true, the old man would kill them without blinking an eye, and then accuse Zhu Yunwen of offending his ancestors.

"Kill!"

Waves of shouts and cries of killing came from outside the palace, mixed with slogans of clearing out the emperor's entourage and punishing corrupt officials.

The ministers, who had just gotten up after completing the ceremony, turned pale when they heard the noise outside.

There are no soldiers to protect them, and they will probably be in trouble if they encounter these murderous soldiers.

"Om..."

When the first Yan soldier rushed in with his sword in hand, the whole world froze in an instant, becoming a motionless picture.

A golden light swept across, and several people appeared in the space.

In addition to Zhu Yunwen, there were four other people that Zhu Zhanjun did not expect.

One of them was a woman, and her face was filled with joy when she looked at Zhu Biao.

Zhu Zhanjun didn't recognize her and looked at Lao Zhu inquiringly.

"Yun Wen's mother."

Old Zhu said in a low voice.

Zhu Zhanjun suddenly realized that this woman was actually Lu, who was speculated by later generations to have killed Zhu Xiongying.

Zhu Zhanjun looked at the remaining three people, three men, but he still didn't recognize them.

It’s not that Zhu Zhanjun is narrow-minded. When the old man rebelled, he was in Beiping accompanying Empress Xu.

During the Jianwen period, many court officials were killed. Zhu Zhanjun had only heard of their names but had never seen their real appearances.

"Qi Tai, Huang Zicheng, Fang Xiaoru."

Old Zhu gritted his teeth and revealed the identities of the remaining three people.

Zhu Zhanjun suddenly realized, "Oh, it turns out to be Jianwen San Si."

"Mrs. Mrs. Mrs...."

The three people who were suddenly pulled over looked around in confusion.

However, when they saw Lao Zhu, the faces of the three people changed instantly. Huang Zicheng even knelt on the ground with weak legs, and his mouth, which was usually talkative, became incoherent.

"Hehehe..."

Old Zhu gave a meaningful smile.

Listening to that creepy laughter, the three of them felt a chill down their spines.

"In the past, there were always talented people, but they couldn't help us. It was still us and your great-grandmother who did the work. Now it's good, we have helpers."

Old Zhu sneered, turned and walked towards the house, and soon came out with a whip in his hand.

"Snapped!"

The whip cracked, and Old Zhu looked at Jianwen Sansha and shouted coldly: "Why are you still lying here? Go and work for me. As long as you don't die, I will work you to death."

The sound of whips, accompanied by the screams of the three men, went towards the fields in the distance.

"Your Highness, I miss you so much."

Mrs. Lu hugged Zhu Biao with tears in her eyes, and her frail appearance made me feel pity for her.

The woman Zhu Zhanjun was in no position to take action, so she looked at Queen Ma, who had finished coaxing her child and was preparing to pick mulberry leaves with a basket.

Empress Ma gave him an "I understand" look, and walked forward with a cold face and said, "Hugging each other in broad daylight in front of so many people, how can it be considered improper?"

Mrs. Lu, who was looking very happy, frowned a little when she heard the scolding.

She was the woman who had been the empress dowager. Who would dare to scold her? Didn’t she see that the eunuch ignored her just now?

However, when she turned around and saw Queen Ma's cold expression, her expression instantly wilted.

He called out "Mother" timidly.

Empress Ma threw the basket over, without even looking at Zhu Biao, and turned to walk out.

Mrs. Lu looked at Zhu Biao pitifully. Zhu Biao looked at her calmly and said, "Be obedient and don't force me to slap you in the happiest place."

Lu didn't dare to say a word for a moment. She picked up the basket, lowered her head, and went to work with Queen Ma.

"I still don't understand how they can help."

After taking a look at Zhu Yunwen who was sitting next to him in a daze, Zhu Zhanjun was completely confused.

He still hasn't figured out what the purpose of bringing these people here is?

Could it be another accident like Zhu Qizhen?

Zhu Zhanjun glanced at Zhu Qizhen, who had been tamed by Old Zhu and was carrying things and preparing to go to the fields when he saw several people going to work.

"Does Second Uncle have any instructions?"

Zhu Qizhen, who was leading the dog and preparing to go to work, noticed Zhu Zhanjun's gaze and hurried over.

"Nothing, just go and get busy!"

"Master, is there a possibility?" Kangxi analyzed, "In today's operation, there are some important things that can help us, but we have overlooked them." Zhu Zhanjun frowned, thinking back to what had just happened, but he still couldn't figure out what had been overlooked for a long time.

...............

"Huh, Emperor Taizu, spare my life."

"Long live your Majesty!"

"Your Majesty, I did nothing."

The city of Jinling in the outside world sank into darkness.

Suddenly, exclamations and cries of worship were heard in every mansion.

"Master, what's wrong with you? Are you having a nightmare?"

The residence of the Minister of Personnel.

Jian Yi's wife, looking at her husband who suddenly woke up from his dream, asked hurriedly in a low voice.

Jian Yi did not respond, staring blankly at the dim lights.

He just had a dream, in which he returned to the Jianwen Dynasty.

Not only that, he also felt that there were many familiar people around him, but he couldn't remember who they were.

The only thing he remembered clearly was that Emperor Taizu appeared in his dream, as well as Crown Prince Yiwen Zhu Biao.

They taught Emperor Jianwen a lesson, and then Emperor Taizu Gao helped a young man to sit on the throne. This was what that young man looked like.

Jian Yi suddenly came back to his senses and felt as if he was a little dizzy.

He was sure that the young man was the second emperor's grandson Zhu Zhanjun, but the problem was that the dream was too absurd.

He also admitted that Zhu Zhanjun did have remarkable abilities, but the ancestral system of the Ming Dynasty and his good grandson were there.

Unless the good grandson dies young, it will never be the second grandson's turn.

Although he thought so, he had an inexplicable feeling in his heart.

The dream just now was not fake, it seemed real, telling him that Emperor Taizu Gao had already chosen his successor, the future emperor of the Ming Dynasty.

With this thought in mind, he couldn't sleep all night and just sat there in a daze.

The more he thought about it, the stronger the feeling became. After thinking about everything about the Second Emperor's grandson, Jian Yi felt more and more that the Second Emperor's grandson was the best candidate for the Crown Prince.

When it was time for the court meeting, Jian Yi climbed out of bed, put on his court robes with a tired look on his face, and gathered at the gate of the imperial city, waiting for the first court meeting since his father returned from the war.

"Good morning, Minister Jian!"

"Minister Jian..."

Greetings and greetings rang out, and Jian Yi nodded in response. Although he had a smile on his face, everyone could see the fatigue on his face.

"It's strange, why do so many superiors look like they haven't slept well?"

A minor official who had greeted Jian Yi waited for Jian Yi to walk over and then asked his companions around him in confusion.

The friend glared at him and said, "This is your first day as an official. Don't you know that there are some things you can't ask?"

The official quickly shut his mouth and continued looking ahead at his tired superiors.

He was surprised to find that these tired officials seemed to be old officials of Jianwen's faction.

In the East Palace, Zhu Zhanjun, with a serious expression, sat up from the bed.

Several people thought about it for half the night, but still couldn't figure out the point of bringing Zhu Yunwen and others here.

Xiaoxue, the servant, had urged him several times, and Zhu Zhanjun had no choice but to take things one step at a time.

As soon as I changed my clothes and walked out the door, my father Zhu Pangpang was already waiting in the yard.

When Zhu Zhanjun came back yesterday, his fat father was not there.

After asking, I found out that the old man called his fat father away when he came back.

"Woke up."

Hearing the noise, Zhu Pangpang, who had been sitting there for an unknown amount of time, looked at Zhu Zhanjun with a complicated expression.

"Yeah, I'm up." Zhu Zhanjun responded, and when he saw the dew on Zhu Pangpang's hair, he hurriedly said with concern: "Dad, you have to pay more attention to your health and have a good rest."

Zhu Pangpang nodded and stood up with the help of Zhu Zhanjun.

Zhu Pangpang didn't go out, but shouted to the room opposite.

"Zhanji, are you awake? Hurry up."

"I'm coming……"

Zhu Zhanji, who had also changed his clothes, ran over quickly and held Zhu Pangpang's other hand.

"Let's go, don't be late."

Zhu Pangpang looked at his two sons, thought about what his father said yesterday, and after a moment of silence, he called them to set off.

The father and his two sons followed the palace lanterns carried by the palace servants and walked in the corridor of the imperial city.

There was complete silence all around, with only the sound of the palace guards on duty saluting and the footsteps of the crowd to be heard.

Zhu Pangpang didn't stop until he reached the outside of the Fengtian Hall.

Looking at the palace that was already brightly lit, Zhu Pangpang waved his hand to ask the servants to move away, and then he took the two brothers Zhu Zhanji and Zhu Zhanjun, one on the left and one on the right, and sat on the steps.

Zhu Zhanjun knew in his heart that the old man had already informed his father about this matter, and his fat father probably behaved like this because he was upset about this matter.

Feeling his father's tightly gripped hand and the sweat soaking his face, Zhu Zhanjun let out a sigh in his heart.

I even couldn't help but wonder whether he would be like this in a few years, worrying and helpless about his son.

Although Zhu Zhanji didn't understand what was going on, he realized from the attitudes of his father and his silent second brother that what was going to happen today was definitely not simple and might very well be related to the fate of the entire Eastern Palace and even the future of the Ming Dynasty.

The father and his two sons just sat on the steps, no one said a word, and they just looked into the distance quietly.

It was not until the imperial guards gave the order to open the gates that Dad Zhu Pangpang patted their knees.

"Let's go in."

The two men helped Zhu Pangpang up and walked up the stairs.

When they arrived at the gate of Fengtian Store, Fatty Zhu held the hands of the two brothers tightly, one on each side, and looked at the throne shining with lights over there, and slowly said:

"No matter what happens today or in the future, please give him a chance to live for my father's sake."

Zhu Zhanji's pupils shrank slightly, and he looked at his father in shock. Then he looked up at Zhu Zhanjun who was silent opposite him.

He seemed to understand what his father was worried about and what would happen at today's court meeting.

Facing Zhu Zhanji's gaze, Zhu Zhanjun returned a smile and nodded slightly.

Zhu Zhanji was stunned for a moment, then smiled and nodded slightly in response.

Looking at his two sons, Zhu Pangpang also smiled, held the two brothers' hands tightly, and walked into the hall step by step.

(End of this chapter)