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

Chapter 46: Three hundred swordsmen, specializing in killing rebellious ministers (begging for investment, follow-up reading, and collection!)

"Shh!"

Seeing that the Duke of England was so frightened when he saw Zhu, Zhu Zhanjun was afraid that he would shout out something, so he quickly made a gesture to keep quiet.

Zhu Zhanjun was not at all surprised that the other party, like Fan Zhong who had just been frightened and ran in, knew Old Zhu.

When the old man went north to attack Mongolia, Zhang Fu was just a young general. Given the importance the old man attached to his father Zhang Yu, when he went to award the reward, he naturally brought the other's son close to him to show his appreciation for him.

In fact, even if Zhang Fu had never met Zhu Yuanzhang, with his current identity and status, he would be qualified to enter the Taimiao to pay homage and kneel during the annual court sacrifice.

In the Taimiao there are portraits of Zhu when he was young, middle-aged and old. Although there are some differences from the real person, they are basically the same.

Since the Song Dynasty, portraits of emperors have been made realistic, with not much difference between the portraits and the real people.

"Mr. England, can you please come in and have a chat?"

Zhang Fu reacted immediately and respectfully invited the two to come in.

The man following beside him had a dull look in his eyes and was in serious doubt about his own cognition.

"No one is allowed to approach within ten feet of the tent."

After entering the tent, Zhang Fu issued an order prohibiting anyone from approaching the tent.

After the personal guards received the order and left, Zhang Fu lowered the curtain of the tent.

Turning around, Zhang Fu looked at the two people, one big and one small, who were looking around the tent. He didn't know how to start talking for a moment.

Excitement, confusion, and anger, all kinds of thoughts flooded my mind.

"Duke of England, I know you suspect that we are fake." Zhu Zhanjun smiled as he looked at the two silent people, but pointed at the token in Zhang Hu's hand.

"That was given to me by my grandfather."

Zhang Fu suddenly raised his head and asked excitedly, "Who are you?"

The face of the young man in front of him was indeed familiar to him, and he looked a lot like Emperor Taizong when he was young. But the problem was that he searched his entire mind and could not find any image of this young man.

Zhu Zhanjun clasped his fists slightly and said, "Zhu Zhanjun, the second grandson of Emperor Taizong Yongle, the second son of Crown Prince Zhu Gaochi and Crown Princess Zhang, Emperor Xuande Zhu Zhanji is my eldest brother, and your current Majesty is my eldest nephew."

"impossible."

After Zhu Zhanjun introduced himself, Zhang Fu frowned and denied it.

He knew who were in the royal family of the Ming Dynasty, but he had never heard of this second prince's grandson, let alone heard His Majesty talk about him.

Zhu Zhanjun did not explain. He took out a few things from his arms and placed them on the table one by one.

Then he made a gesture to invite Duke of England Zhang Fu and the man who should be Fan Zhong to come and have a look.

The two men stepped forward, picked up the items and examined them one by one.

A jade plaque, a royal treasure book, and a jade seal.

The two of them took turns checking, and after they finished, they looked at each other.

As a result, the responses given by the two were real, authentic proof of their royal identity.

The two fell silent.

Both of them have close ties with the royal family, and they can tell at a glance whether something is an imitation.

The two could swear to heaven that the things on the table in front of them and the token in Zhang Fu's hand were definitely real.

Then comes the problem.

If all of this is true, why have they, as ministers of the Ming Dynasty, never heard of this second emperor's grandson?

"I know you two have doubts in your hearts, but because of royal secrets, I cannot tell you. I can only tell you that what you saw is true."

Seeing the two of them looking over, Zhu Zhanjun stretched out his hand and invited Old Zhu who was sitting on the chair next to him.

"This is my great grandfather, the founding emperor of the Ming Dynasty, the Taizu Hongwu Emperor."

As he spoke, Zhu Zhanjun placed a few more things on the table.

The two looked again and instantly gasped.

It’s not that they confirmed it, but they were scared by something.

It was a jade seal, and its appearance was the same as in the legend, with one corner wrapped in gold.

The two wanted to reach out to check if it was real, but when they thought of the meaning of this thing, they quickly withdrew their hands. Without touching the jade seal, the two hurriedly checked the things next to it.

"King Wu, Hongwu."

Looking at the imperial edict in their hands, the two looked at each other in silence.

The appearance was correct, and the imperial certificate of identity was not fake. He took a look at the jade seal on the table.

Seeing that the two were still silent, Zhu Zhanjun took a step forward and said, "I know you are very shocked by this. After all, my great grandfather has passed away for so many years, and I am someone you have never heard of. It is difficult for you to believe it."

"But have you two generals ever thought about this: if we are fake, why are we here? Are we here to die?"

"And given your current situation, can you do anything to deal with that stupid donkey except for us?"

"You are all the most loyal subjects of the Ming Dynasty. You followed my grandfather all the way from Peking and fought for the Ming Dynasty. You also followed my grandfather to expand the territory for the Ming Dynasty and made great military achievements."

He raised his hand and pointed outside the tent. "They are the elite troops of the Ming Dynasty. They are old brothers who have fought with you for many years. They are also on their way here."

"Do you think Zhu Qizhen, that idiot ass, and Wang Zhen, that eunuch, can defeat Yesen?"

"Can you bear to see these old brothers who have followed you in battle for many years shed their blood on the battlefield like this?"

"Can you bear to ruin the future of the entire Ming Dynasty just because of two idiots?"

"Your Highness, I, Zhang Fu and Fan Zhong, bow to the Emperor Taizu Gao, may the Emperor Taizu Gao rest in peace."

As soon as Zhu Zhanjun finished speaking, the two of them knelt in front of him without hesitation.

In the past, when Zhu Zhanjun was with him, Old Zhu looked like an old farmer, but now he had lost his former simplicity and kindness as an elder.

That face was full of majesty, and an invisible domineering aura enveloped the two people kneeling in front of him.

The two people kneeling on the ground were enveloped by this momentum. Instead of being afraid, they felt at ease.

If they had some doubts just now, now they have officially confirmed it.

The emperor's majesty is not something he pretends to be.

They had only experienced this heart-throbbing aura from Old Zhu and the old man.

To be honest, the domineering aura of the old man is far inferior to that of the Emperor Taizu in front of him.

"Get up!"

Old Zhu calmly asked the two to stand up and said, "Tell us, why did our powerful Ming Dynasty suffer such a defeat?"

Zhu was the founding emperor and he fought on the battlefield all his life. You could tell whether his army won or lost from their aura.

He took a rough look along the way here.

The morale is unstable and the army is undecided, which is a clear sign of defeat.

Facing Lao Zhu, the two did not dare to hide anything and explained the whole situation in a simple and clear manner.

Zhu Zhanjun, who was standing next to Old Zhu, clearly felt that Old Zhu's aura was getting colder and colder.

The doting look in his eyes, which always appeared in his eyes, gradually turned cold and filled with murderous intent.

Zhu Zhanjun understood that his great-grandfather was really angry, and extremely angry.

His fourth son did rebel, but he built up the country. Although Zhu Yuanzhang was a little angry, he did not intend to kill him.

After all, in Zhu Yuanzhang's mind, apart from Empress Ma, the Ming Dynasty is the most important thing.

Now, the Ming Dynasty that he and countless brothers had built with their lives and blood was coming to an end. How could Zhu not be angry?

Zhu Zhanjun suspected that it was only because Zhu Qizhen was not present, otherwise Zhu would definitely chop this unfilial descendant into meat paste.

"Zhang Fu, gather all the trusted generals and prepare another 300 trusted soldiers."

After listening to the story, Lao Zhu gave orders to Zhang Fu in a cold voice.

Instead of being afraid, Zhang Fu felt excited.

He knew that this legion was saved and the Ming Dynasty was saved.

"Your Highness Zhang Fu, I obey your orders!"

(End of this chapter)