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

Chapter 261 Zhu Di: Discrimination from Heaven
The atmosphere became extremely depressing. The old man stared at the three people in front of him, his eyes full of depression.

What did my fat son just say?

Go help the second brat, go help the second brat!

motherfucker.

Does this mean that my fat son has come into contact with the mystery he has always wanted to come into contact with?

"Grandpa, I don't have time to play with you anymore. I have to go to the place that the second brother mentioned to learn so that I can manage a foreign fiefdom in the future."

Before the old man could recover from his shock, Zhu Zhanji, who was standing beside him, hurriedly said that he also wanted to go to the new world.

The old man felt like his heart was hit hard again.

He had a feeling of being abandoned by the whole world.

Why?

He is Emperor Yongle, the emperor who has obtained the imperial seal and is recognized by heaven.

Everyone can get in touch with the mysterious, why can't he? This is naked discrimination.

Seeing the old man's face flushed and his breathing becoming increasingly rapid, Zhu Zhanjun asked with concern: "Grandpa, are you okay?"

"Go away, all of you. The farther the better."

The old man was instantly furious, pointing at the three people and shouting, "Do you really think I care about you? Without you, the court will not be able to function."

"Let's go, everyone. I'm not old yet. I can still give birth to a prince. Even if I don't, I still have a great-grandson. I will give him the entire Ming Dynasty and not a penny to you bastards. Get out, get out."

The old man was like a cat whose tail was stepped on, venting his frustration in anger.

"Wow wow wow..."

The old man's voice might have been a little loud, and the little kid, who had just been coaxed to sleep by Empress Xu, was frightened and started crying loudly.

The old man instantly stopped talking, and quickly stepped forward to take over his great-grandson. Without even looking at the three people, he shouted, "Get out, all of you, get out, don't hang around in front of me anymore, I'm annoyed just looking at you."

Empress Xu looked helpless, but she also understood the depression in her husband's heart.

Ever since he guessed Zhu Zhanjun's magic, the old man has been yearning and guessing what is there? What will happen there?
He even told her many times what to do first when he went back to that mysterious place, what would happen when he met his old man.

But the result?

My husband has been waiting and hoping for so long, but there is still no news.

Just when people thought the conditions for entry were very harsh, their fat son and grandson were the first to step in.

It's like when you have been fantasizing about a goddess for a long time, and even feel that you have enough conditions and can easily win the goddess' heart, but the goddess actually marries your working brother.

The depression and worry are beyond words.

After waving at Zhu Zhanjun and the other two and signaling them to leave with her eyes, Empress Xu took the still crying little one.

"Look at you, the child is busy with his career, and everything is for our Ming Dynasty. Why are you so angry?"

"Humph!"

The old man snorted coldly, sat on the stool and said with a stern face: "I just can't stand the three of them, they look so proud and smug."

Empress Xu rolled her eyes: "You are just envious."

The old man glared and said, "I envy them, but what do they have to envy? No matter how awesome they are, they are still my sons and grandsons."

"I am the emperor, the most honorable person in the Ming Dynasty. I envy them. Just kidding."

Seeing that the old man was still stubborn, Empress Xu didn't bother to pay attention to him. She carried the crying little kid and walked towards the back hall.

Soon, the old man was the only one left in the hall.

Shaking the rattle he made for his great-grandson, the old man stared at the empty hall in a daze, muttering to himself all the time.

"Why? I'm the emperor. I can fight wars. Why can't you choose me?"

"Is it because I rebelled and God couldn't stand it?"

"That shouldn't be the case. If that were the case, you wouldn't have given me the Imperial Seal."

"Maybe I've been too relaxed recently, so God thinks I don't have much ability. Otherwise, I should be busy for a while."

The more he talked, the more the old man thought this was possible. He put the rattle in his hand into the pile of toys next to him and shouted to the outside: "Little snot, bring all the memorials from the past six months to me."

.........

"Grandpa won't be angry, right?"

Outside Kunning Palace, the three of them walked side by side.

Zhu Zhanji looked back from time to time, recalling the old man's angry look just now, and said something in a low voice.

Zhu Zhanjun curled his lips: "Boss, how can the old man not be angry when you say that?"

"He has been looking forward to this for so long and has wanted to go in and take a look, but he has never been chosen."

"It would be fine if there is nothing at all. After all, there is no harm without comparison."

"As a result, when he was playing badly, you and our father went in, and even ran over to inform him. Isn't this just showing off nakedly?"

"I just don't want to scare my brat. Otherwise, given the old man's temper, he would have gotten angry and beat up the three of us."

Zhu Zhanji grinned when he heard this, as if it was really true.

"During this period of time, we should all be busy with our own things. Don't come back and hang around in front of your grandfather. Otherwise, if he really angers your grandfather, he will really beat you up."

Zhu Pangpang put his hands in his sleeves and whispered instructions to the two of them.

How could he not understand his father's temper? In order to prevent the two brats from being ignorant and provoking the old man again, he whispered instructions to them repeatedly.

The two nodded.

Zhu Zhanjun said to the two of them, "I will be summoning them again in a while, do you want to go and take a look?"

The two stopped and looked at Zhu Zhanjun expectantly. Fatty Zhu asked curiously, "Is it the same as signing a contract with us?"

Zhu Zhanjun nodded and then shook his head.

"Not necessarily. Every summon is random. It could be the present, the past, or the future."

"The standard of space is based on the relationship and bloodline of the long-term workers."

"For example, Jia Xu and Wang Xuance who are helping out on the other side, they may have had blood ties with our family, but the relationship has faded, or we may not know the relationship."

"If I don't specify it, the characters that appear are usually emperors from later generations."

"How many emperors have come here in later generations?" Zhu Zhanji asked curiously.

It’s not that everyone doesn’t gather at the end of every month. The people they met today were all those who stayed in the space, and they only had simple exchanges. It’s not clear how many people are still in the space.

"Besides my great grandfather, there are only three."

Zhu Zhanjun glanced around and made sure there was no one else around before whispering, "According to historical records, there were a total of 16 emperors in the Ming Dynasty."

"Three of them have already come. Add the two of you, grandpa, and great-grandfather, and they already occupy more than half of the place."

He looked at Zhu Zhanji and said, "Except for your grandson Zhu Jianshen, the others can only be said to be average, and they haven't achieved much."

The three of them returned to the East Palace while talking and chatting.

As a result, when they arrived at the place, they found that the old lady was there with a group of women who were looking at them expectantly.

"What about the child?"

Zhang walked forward expectantly, looked into the arms of the three men and asked in confusion.

"What child?"

Zhu Pangpang was a little confused and didn't understand what his wife said.

Zhang's eyes widened instantly: "I asked you to pick up the child, but you three didn't listen at all."

The three of them were suddenly startled. They had just been scolded when they entered and had forgotten about this.

Zhu Zhanjun said that he always felt something was missing when he left, and only when he returned home did he remember that he did not bring his son back with him.

"Okay, there's still the kids. The three of us almost didn't make it back. The old man was so mad he almost beat us up."

"Wait a few days, until the old man calms down, then bring the child back."

Fatty Zhu waved his hand and said to the waiting daughters-in-law, "Girls, go prepare some food. We will be busy after we finish eating."

"long time no see!"

After the meal, the father and his two sons returned to the space.

It just so happened that people were having a meal in the space. A group of tenants who had just finished their work were sitting on the steps at the door, each holding a large bowl and eating rice.

As soon as Zhu Qizhen saw Zhu Zhanji, he ran away with the bowl in his arms.

Zhu Zhanji followed him without hesitation, intending to have a good talk with this brat.

Ignoring the lively father and son, Fatty Zhu fixed his eyes on Zhu Yunwen, who had just been sitting and having dinner with Zhu Qizhen.

The two looked at each other and recalled the time when they studied with Lao Zhu.

Zhu Yunwen put down his bowl and chopsticks, smiled and nodded at Zhu Pangpang and greeted him.

Zhu Pangpang also smiled and bowed in response.

After dinner, the group came to the central altar again.

As Zhu Zhanjun prayed silently in his heart, the lotus mark was cast into the altar, and light instantly bloomed.

A golden light slowly emerged, and three dark golden whirlpools appeared in front of everyone.

"Oh my goodness, three of them coming at once, this is going to explode."

Old Zhu couldn't help but exclaim.

Zhu Biao, who was standing by, explained the principle to Zhu Zhanji and Zhu Pangpang.

"Hey, they seem to be moving!"

Zhu Zhanji, who was watching curiously, suddenly reminded everyone loudly.

When everyone looked, they saw three dark golden whirlpools, slowly rotating and moving, and finally folding together.

Just when everyone was wondering what this phenomenon was, the vortex suddenly flew out and slowly landed next to the lotus altar.

The vortex changed from rotating clockwise to rotating counterclockwise.

Rays of colorful light floated to the vortex and gathered together, forming three human figures.

"They sent the person here directly, saving us the trouble of making a trip."

Old Zhu laughed and teased.

Ever since he was able to go to the second world, the outside world no longer had much attraction to him. Now all he had to do was go to the Ming world and beat up his fourth son, and then he would have no regrets in his heart.

Under the gaze of everyone, three people slowly emerged.

Two of the three men were wearing scholar's clothes, and their attire was very similar to that of the Tang Dynasty.

The other one was wearing Ming Guang armor and had a horizontal sword on his waist. However, he did not look fierce like a military general, but instead had a hint of elegance.

As the last ray of light faded away, the three of them slowly opened their eyes and saw the people around them clearly.

They were puzzled at first, and after receiving the information transmitted through space, they strode to Zhu Zhanjun, bowed and said, "Fang Xuanling, Du Ruhui, and Li Jing pay their respects to His Highness."

As the three people announced their names, the scene fell silent. Old Zhu was so shocked that his eyes widened and he shouted, "Oh my goodness! They have poached Li Laoer's girlfriend."

(End of this chapter)