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

Chapter 292 A dead Taoist friend is not dead but a poor Taoist

"Dad, Dad, please don't do that. I'm your son, Xiao Si. Don't you recognize me? There's no need to do this."

Looking at Old Zhu walking towards him step by step carrying the prickly ash wood, the old man was so scared that sweats broke out all over his body.

Of course, it may also be that the cotton-padded jacket is too thick and it’s hot.

Old Zhu sneered: "Of course you know that he is my son. If he were someone else's son, you wouldn't be here today."

"Recognize you, when did we recognize you? Is there anyone who can prove it?"

The old man was about to cry, and looked at Queen Ma and others for help.

However, he ran too far just now, and Empress Ma and others did not come over at all. Only Zhu Yuanzhang and others were by his side.

He glanced at Zhu Yunwen, who was standing next to him with a smirk on his face and excited eyes, constantly urging Old Zhu to hurry up.

He then glanced at Zhu Houzhao, who was watching the fun and trying to tear off his cotton jacket.

The old man felt extremely regretful. If he had known this would happen, he would not have run so fast.

"Dad, I don't think I did anything wrong. This was all caused by that little bastard Zhu Yunwen."

"He forced Xiao Baizi to death. He was your own son. I was forced by him to act crazy and stupid. My son didn't want to rebel. He forced me to this path."

"Dad, if you want to beat me for this, I won't accept it."

Old Zhu stopped raising the stick and looked at Zhu Yunwen who was standing next to him with an instigating look on his face.

"Grandpa, I..."

Being locked in Old Zhu's gaze, Zhu Yunwen became extremely nervous and opened his mouth to explain.

However, Lao Zhu didn't give him a chance at all. He turned around and shouted behind him, "Xu Tiande, Lan Lengzi, both of you come here."

Xu Da and Lan Yu walked over with smirks on their faces.

Old Zhu raised his finger and pointed at Zhu Yunwen, "Hold him down as well. We are going to have a double dragon stew today."

"Don't blame me, little guy. It's your grandfather's request."

Xu Da said with a smile and grabbed Zhu Yunwen from the side.

"Ha ha ha ha ha……"

Lan Yu said nothing, but gave a sinister smile and grabbed Zhu Yunwen from the other side.

Zhu Yunwen looked at Old Zhu with a sad face and a pleading expression: "Grandpa, didn't I beat you?"

Old Zhu snorted coldly: "You had dinner yesterday."

Zhu Yunwen was stunned for a moment, glanced at his fourth uncle with a cunning look in his eyes, and instantly understood that his fourth uncle was looking for someone to share his hatred with, hoping that he would be beaten less severely.

Zhu Yunwen was annoyed at that time.

Well, since you've dragged me into this, don't blame me for being rude.

Zhu Yunwen was dissatisfied and said: "I reduced the feudal system for the sake of the imperial court. Didn't you do anything? At least I guaranteed the territory of the Ming Dynasty."

"Look at your great-grandson. The entire Ming Dynasty almost perished in his hands. If I were still the emperor, this would never have happened."

"You are called the Emperor of the Gate. You are arranged to ride on a donkey to be humiliated. You still have the nerve to live in this world. If it were me, I would have banged my head against the wall and died."

Zhu Qizhen, holding the old man's legs, looked at his former brother with a confused look on his face.

The two had such a good relationship, he didn't expect that this young grandfather would sell him out at this time.

"you……"

Zhu Qizhen glared at Zhu Yunwen angrily.

My goodness! Old Zhu was already angry, and when Zhu Yunwen mentioned this, his eyes immediately turned to Zhu Qizhen.

"I……"

Without waiting for Zhu Qizhen to speak, Old Zhu shouted behind him, "Two more people come over here."

Huo Qubing and Zhu Zhanji walked over, ignoring Zhu Qizhen's pleading look, and grabbed him from the left and right.

The old man was dumbfounded. Looking at the guy next to him who was being held by his eldest grandson, he asked Zhu Zhanji in confusion.

"Little guy, who is this fierce guy?"

Zhu Zhanji twitched his lips and said with some difficulty: "This is my future son Zhu Qizhen."

The old man's eyebrows twitched, and he asked again: "What Jianwen said just now is true."

Zhu Qizhen nodded. "In his world, the second son had an accident and didn't come back. I became the emperor, and this little bastard inherited my position, and then those things happened."

"You bastard, how could you give birth to this thing."

"Snapped!"

"oops!"

As soon as the old man cursed, Lao Zhu hit him on the butt with a stick.

"You still have the nerve to scold me. Why did I give birth to a thing like you?"

Looking at the three guys in front of him, Lao Zhu became more and more angry. He directly ordered a few people to tie the three guys to a tree, with their buttocks exposed.

"You three bastards, our Ming Dynasty fell after 16 generations because of you three. We worked so hard to establish the Ming Dynasty, but you didn't strive to make progress and prosper the country. Instead, you did things that made people laugh at you and brought shame to us. I will beat you to death..."

Old Zhu became angrier as he spoke. He picked up the prickly ash wood and started whipping the three men's buttocks.

The three of them screamed in pain and kept dodging, but their bodies were tied up with ropes and they couldn't move at all. They could only endure it.

The old man was well prepared and was lucky enough to survive, but the other two who were affected suffered terribly.

The four seasons in this space are like spring. Both of them were wearing thin clothes. At this moment, they were too embarrassed to show their buttocks.

"Husband, do you want to..."

Seeing the three people being beaten miserably, Huo Wenxiu felt a little sorry for them. She reached out to pull Zhu Zhanjun, who was watching the excitement, and wanted her husband to go up and beg for mercy. Zhu Zhanjun, who was watching his son running around and laughing among a large group of people, waved his hand casually.

"It's okay, don't worry. Your body won't be damaged after entering the space. This minor injury will heal immediately after sprinkling some spring water."

Although she didn't know what spring water was, Huo Wenxiu didn't say anything more after hearing her husband say it so easily.

The whole family came today, and Queen Ma was the happiest.

After watching the little guy play for a while, he called Queen Xu and others into the kitchen and started to get busy.

The screams did not stop until Empress Ma announced that it was time to eat. Zhu Zhanjun then walked up to the altar, picked up a bucket of golden spring water, and went to see how the old man was doing.

When they arrived at the place, Zhu Zhanjun's mouth twitched.

The old man's cotton coat had been stripped off, and his entire body was covered in blood, especially his buttocks, which were covered in sharp thorns from the Chinese prickly ash tree.

Zhu Qizhen and Zhu Yunwen, who were also implicated, were not much better off. Both of them had blood marks all over their bodies, and their buttocks were particularly badly hit.

After venting his anger, Old Zhu, leaning on a thornless prickly ash tree, kept walking back and forth in front of the three people, cursing.

The three of them were not willing to be outdone. In order to get less beaten, they kept exposing the shortcomings of the people around them.

The old man was talking about Zhu Yunwen, Zhu Yunwen was talking about Zhu Qizhen, Zhu Qizhen complained that his father died early, and then he was kicked hard by Zhu Zhanji who was standing next to him.

"It's time to eat."

Zhu Zhanjun walked forward and shouted to Lao Zhu.

Old Zhu looked back and saw the bucket in Zhu Zhanjun's hand, and realized that this was the end.

He turned around and hit each of the three people on the buttocks again, and the three of them immediately screamed in pain.

"For Zhan Jun's sake, I will spare you today. If you dare to be dishonest again in the future, it will not be as easy as today."

After saying this, he waved his hand, turned around and walked towards the courtyard with Xu Da, Lan Yu and others, preparing to have dinner.

"You little bastard, why are you here at this time?"

When Zhu Zhanjun walked forward, the old man looked angry.

"I dare to come, Grandpa, believe it or not, if I come here to beg for mercy, I will be beaten too."

Zhu Zhanjun took the water and sprinkled it on the old man while whispering back.

"Humph!"

The old man snorted and said nothing more.

He knew in his heart that with his father's violent temper, even his mother would be scolded if she came over, let alone others.

He didn't see his elder brother and didn't even dare to get close to him, for fear of being implicated by him and getting beaten.

As the golden spring water sprinkled down, the scars on the old man and others slowly faded away, and the pepper thorns that pierced their bodies also popped out one by one.

After Dad Zhu Pangpang put on the clothes, the group of people walked towards Lao Zhu's yard.

"Hey, there are a lot of people."

As soon as he entered the yard, the old man was surprised when he saw the people sitting in their seats.

"Yes, quite a few." Zhu Zhanjun said with a smile, "Come on, I'll introduce them to you, old man."

The old man nodded and walked to his seat with Zhu Zhanjun.

"Everyone, this is my grandfather, Emperor Yongle Zhu Di."

Everyone present, except Zhu Yuanzhang and Xu Da, stood up and bowed.

"Greetings to His Majesty Yongle."

"You're welcome, everyone."

The old man understood in his heart that these people were extraordinary, so he bowed and saluted everyone in return.

After both parties greeted each other, Zhu Zhanjun stood up and introduced the old man.

He first came to the emperor's table and introduced the old man, "I think there is no need to introduce the great grandfather and his family. I will focus on introducing these few people."

Zhu Qizhen and others stood up quickly.

Zhu Zhanjun began to introduce them from top to bottom: "Zhu Qizhen, Zhu Youxiao, Zhu Houzhao."

"The three of them are the emperors of our future generations, from the lineage of the eldest brother. In their world, I had an accident."

"Meet the ancestors."

The three of them hurried forward and paid homage.

The old man nodded as a response to the three people.

When he was beaten just now, he had already roughly understood the identities of the three people from the conversation.

After the three of them finished their greetings, Zhu Zhanjun walked to the line of civil officials and said to the old man, "You have recognized Zhang Baigui, Hai Gangfeng, and Xia Yuanji."

The three of them bowed quickly.

Zhu Zhanjun pointed to the others and said, "The others are Liu Bowen, Hu Weiyong, Li Baishi, Fang Xuanling, and Du Ruhui."

Hearing these names, the old man was shocked.

Any one of these people could create a prosperous era, but he didn't expect that today they would all gather under his grandson's command.

At the same time, he was also glad that he had chosen the second grandson and did not stick to the good grandson.

If he had chosen a good grandson at the beginning, the Ming Dynasty would probably have been torn apart by his second grandson.

If the second grandson had been more patient, he would have waited until he died of old age before taking action.

With the current strength of his subordinates, ten Zhu Zhanjis tied together can be killed.

(End of this chapter)