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

Chapter 311 Jiajing with a Brain Problem
"I'm back. Where did you go this time? Did you see your eldest grandson?"

After Zhu Zhanjun and his party dealt with the officials, they personally watched Zhu Qiyu ascend the throne. Before the time was up, he signed a contract with him and left the Jingtai Dynasty.

The subsequent matters will be handled by Emperor Zhu Qiyu, and how he handles them is his own business.

As soon as he returned to the space, the waiting Queen Ma hurriedly came up and asked Old Zhu expectantly.

Old Zhu waved his hand and said, "No, this is from Qi Zhen's era. How could he have seen the eldest grandson?"

A hint of disappointment flashed across Empress Ma's eyes, but she immediately smiled and said, "It's okay. There will be plenty of opportunities later. You guys take a rest first. I'll go cook."

After Empress Ma left, Zhu Zhanjun said to everyone: "I plan to try my best to gather everyone together during these two days to upgrade the space to the next stage."

The old man nodded in agreement, but then asked curiously: "The next stage is the future, and without the emperor, I wonder what it will be like?"

Zhu Zhanjun shook his head.

He was not clear about this either. Every time the space was upgraded, there would be some changes.

He made the choices himself the first two times, and then he even held an application process. Who knows what the next change will be?
The group discussed for a while, finished the meal prepared by Queen Ma, and came to the altar again.

Zhu Zhanjun raised his hand and touched his forehead. A ray of light shone out, and the altar once again projected a dazzling beam of light into the sky.

After a while, a huge gate of light appeared in front of everyone.

Zhu Zhanjun took a look, raised his hand, and five pendants appeared in his hand.

"Hey, three of them are black."

Zhu Zhanjun was surprised when he saw the pendant in his hand.

In the past, when opening the door to other time and space, if there were occupations above tenant farmers, a dark golden light gate would appear separately. But today there was a change.

"Never mind, let's go check it out first."

Old Zhu took a look and couldn't figure it out, so he suggested going and taking a look first.

As the group walked through the gate, the scenery in front of them changed rapidly.

"It's still the palace. Looks like we're lucky this time."

Zhu Houzhao looked around and said with a smile that although it was night, the palace was brightly lit everywhere and did not affect his vision at all.

But as he laughed, he felt something was wrong.

He always felt that the surrounding environment was inexplicably familiar.

Although the imperial palace has existed since the Yongle Dynasty, its layout was changed in each dynasty according to the emperor's preferences.

For example, when he was there, the furnishings in the palace were full of martial spirit.

The more I look at the layout of the palace before me, the less it looks like a palace. Instead, it looks a bit like a Taoist temple.

Zhu Zhanjun took a look around and had some guesses in his mind.

Looking at Zhu Houzhao who was still looking around, he smiled and teased: "It's the person you've been thinking about day and night."

"Who do I want to see?" Zhu Houzhao was stunned for a moment, then he reached out and pulled out the knife from Lan Yu's waist, and shouted angrily: "Zhu Houcong, you bastard, come out here, I will kill you. You dare to bully my wife, I will kill you today, or I will take your last name."

My goodness! Zhu Houzhao’s loud roar instantly caused the quiet palace to become noisy.

Their emperor likes quietness. Who is so bold as to shout here and call the emperor by his name? Is he trying to kill himself?

"Woooooooo..."

Just as footsteps were heard around, Zhu Zhanjun moved his ears and heard bursts of humming sounds coming from the palace beside them.

Zhu Zhanjun was puzzled for a moment and winked at his elder brother-in-law.

Huo Qubing raised his foot without hesitation and kicked open the door of the palace beside him, and then a group of people rushed in.

Lan Yu and others drew their weapons and prepared to fight with the palace guards.

Zhu Zhanjun, Old Master Zhu and others quickly walked towards the place where the low humming sound came from.

When I entered the inner hall, I saw a dozen skinny palace maids tying a man's neck with a rope.

The man was struggling hard, and the whimpering sound came from his mouth.

"Save him."

Zhu Zhanjun waved his hand, and his brother-in-law rushed forward immediately, knocked down the frightened palace maid with three punches and two kicks, and rescued the man who was almost suffocated to death.

"Cough cough cough..."

As soon as he was released, the man took a deep breath of fresh air while coughing violently.

It took a long while before the man had the strength to speak.

He first looked at Huo Qubing who had rescued him, with a flicker of gratitude in his eyes, but then his face turned cold and he ordered, "Capture all these slaves for me."

However, no one paid any attention to him for a long time, and everyone looked at him with teasing and strange eyes.

"Zhu Houcong, you bastard, take this from me."

Before the man could get angry, no one rushed up and slashed at him with a knife.

Zhu Houcong was startled and felt depressed.

He has just escaped from the tiger's den and fallen into the wolf's den. Those who saved him are also traitors.

However, as the knife flashed, he saw clearly the person wielding the knife.

"you you you……"

Zhu Houcong widened his eyes in shock, unable to believe what he saw.

This person turned out to be the cousin who had been dead for many years.

"clang!"

Zhu Houzhao's knife was blocked. Zhu Zhanjun kicked him and said angrily: "If you kill him, where can we find a second one? Get out of the way."

Zhu Houzhao naturally did not dare to refuse Zhu Zhanjun's order. He glared at the stunned Zhu Houcong fiercely, put away his knife and walked aside.

"Let the people outside go back first." Zhu Zhanjun kicked Zhu Houcong, who was still in a daze, and asked him to order the guards outside to leave first.

Zhu Houcong was the emperor after all. Although he was a little surprised by Zhu Houzhao's appearance, he was not used to hearing Zhu Zhanjun's commanding tone.

"Who are you to dare to order me around? Aren't you afraid of having your entire clan executed?"

"puff!"

Zhu Qiyu, who came along to watch the fun, couldn't help but laugh and glanced at Zhu Qizhen, who had a blank expression on his face, beside him.

"Brother, this is your good descendant."

"Humph!"

Zhu Qizhen snorted coldly and ignored Zhu Qiyu. Instead, he walked forward, raised his hand and slapped Zhu Houcong in the face.

"Be bold!"

"Snapped!"

"presumptuous!"

"Snapped!"

"you…"

"Snapped!"

"I'll let them go right away."

"Snapped!"

After the guards left, Zhu Houcong covered his red face, squatted on the ground, and looked at the group of people in front of him blankly.

He felt these people were very familiar, but except for Zhu Houzhao, he couldn't remember where he had seen them.

And how did these people get into the palace?
This is the imperial palace. There is a guard post every five steps and a sentry every ten steps. There are nearly a dozen people here, even a blind person can see them.

"Zhu Houcong, listen carefully, I will introduce these people to you."

Seeing that the guy looked confused, Zhu Houzhao stood up and began to introduce him to the other party.

He came to Old Zhu and said respectfully: "This is the founding emperor of the Ming Dynasty."

Zhu Houcong widened his eyes. After his cousin’s introduction, he finally remembered where he had seen these people.

Aren’t those portraits in the Taimiao depicting the people before us?

After introducing Old Zhu, he then introduced the old man, as well as Zhu Pangpang, Zhu Zhanji and others.

Zhu Houcong was dumbfounded after listening to Zhu Houzhao's introduction.

Taizong, Renzong, Xuanzong, Yingzong, he knew that, except for his grandfather, all the emperors seemed to be here.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

After Zhu Houzhao finished his introduction, Zhu Houcong slowly recovered from his shock and did not bow directly to greet him as everyone had imagined.

Instead, he stood up with a loud laugh and started spinning around in the room. As he ran and spun around, he laughed and shouted, "Become an immortal, become an immortal, hahahaha... I knew that this world wouldn't be that simple. I've finally waited for it, I've finally waited for it, I'm going to become an immortal."

Seeing Zhu Houcong running around barefoot in the palace with joy, Old Zhu frowned and asked Zhu Houzhao in a low voice: "Your cousin, here..." Old Zhu pointed to his head: "Is there something wrong?"

Zhu Houzhao was also confused and said blankly: "I don't know, this is the emperor they chose."

But then he clapped his hands fiercely, "I understand, they did this on purpose. People like this with mental problems are easier to control."

"Alright, alright, what's wrong with your brain?"

Zhu Zhanjun was very upset and explained, "This guy has always dreamed of cultivating immortality. The reason why the palace maids wanted to kill him was because he wanted their menstrual blood, forcing them to not eat. Every day they could only drink dew and eat flower petals and leaves. They couldn't stand it anymore, so they killed him."

"If you don't believe me, ask Youxiao. He knows these things best."

Hearing this, Old Zhu was stunned for a moment and turned to look at Zhu Youxiao who was standing next to him.

Zhu Youxiao also nodded quickly to ensure that these questions were true.

After getting the affirmation, Lao Zhu slammed the table angrily.

"What a bastard! What a bastard! How could such a bastard come out of our Zhu family?"

The old man's face wasn't much better, and he kicked Zhu Zhanji on the butt.

"Look at what you have given birth to. The Ming Dynasty has perished in your hands. I will beat you to death when you return."

Zhu Zhanji: ???

He kicked Zhu Qizhen on the buttocks and said with a dark face: "Look at what you gave birth to. What the hell is this? I will beat you to death later."

Zhu Qizhen was in tears and looked around, but found that his son had not come yet, so he turned his attention to Zhu Houzhao.

"No, no, no, I didn't give birth to him, he is my cousin..."

Zhu Houzhao was so frightened that he quickly stepped aside and distanced himself from the incident.

Old Zhu glared fiercely at those guys who were blaming each other, then stood up and walked to the side of the palace maids who were being suppressed by Lan Yu.

Looking at the thin and pale palace maids, Old Zhu sighed softly.

"Girls, I am Zhu Yuanzhang, the founding emperor of the Ming Dynasty. I am the one who makes the decision on this matter. It has nothing to do with you. You were forced to do this. I promise you that this bastard will never touch a hair on your head."

"But you have to forget what happened today and don't tell anyone. We will send someone to arrange for you to go home. We will also provide you with a lot of compensation. Find a good family and live out the rest of your life there."

The dozen or so palace maids who had thought they were going to die had been frightened by the identities of these people just now, and now they heard Lao Zhu's assurance.

The tears in her eyes instantly fell like pearls. She fell to the ground and burst into tears, kowtowing to Lao Zhu repeatedly to express her gratitude.

"Alas, they are all miserable girls."

After comforting him with a few words, Old Zhu looked around, picked up a jade ruyi next to him, and rushed directly towards Zhu Houcong who was still going crazy.

Zhu Houzhao saw it and came over instantly, shouting in high spirits: "Old Ancestor, I'll give you a hand."

(End of this chapter)