My father Yongle, building a five-good family

Chapter 136 The palace guards cannot kill you, but what about me, Zhu Gaoyu?

Zhu Gaoyu did not notice what Prince Yan was thinking.

Zhu Gaoyu was immersed in his own plan at this time, and he pulled Yao Guangxiao out.

Yuan Gong thought about it for a moment, then stepped forward and followed Zhu Gaoyu and Yao Guangxiao out of the palace.

Zhu Di looked at the three of them and frowned.

Zhu Di was not surprised that Yao Guangxiao could hang out with Zhu Gaoyu.

After all, these two had been flirting with each other before. Although I don’t know how they communicated with each other given the huge age gap between them, fortunately, habit becomes nature.

The problem is Yuan Gong...

He and Zhu Gaoyu had only known each other for a short while, so how come these two were hooking up again?

Zhu Di found it amazing.

Whether it was Yao Guangxiao or Yuan Gong, Zhu Gaoyu always seemed to be able to become close friends with such extraordinary people regardless of age difference.

Oh, and the Sultan.

Zhu Di pondered for a while, then turned his head away, focusing on the things in the back garden, and began to review his plan in his mind.

Now Xie Gui and Zhang Bing were in the city of Beiping, acting as thorns of Emperor Jianwen, staring at Zhu Di like wolves and tigers.

The seven city guards and the military farming army under their command are a force that should not be underestimated.

However, after all these years of management, as well as the secret lurking and preparation during this period, Zhu Di had already established deep roots throughout Peking and was not without the ability to defeat his enemies.

Not to mention others, in addition to the eunuch Liu Tong, there is also Li Youzhi of the Peking Provincial Government.

Even Zhang Xin, who was sent by Emperor Jianwen and was somewhat hesitant and seemingly neutral, was already somewhat moved after Zhu Di's contact and persuasion. He only needed the last bit of opportunity to be used by Zhu Di.

Zhu Di's plans kept turning around in his mind.

At this time, Zhu Gaoyu and others were about to arrive at the gate of the palace, but suddenly saw a provocative scene.

Looking up, I saw Xie Gui riding a tall horse, holding the reins lightly in his hand, with an umbrella open behind him, passing by the gate of the palace.

According to etiquette, this behavior can be regarded as a blatant disregard for the existence of the royal palace, and can even be regarded as a violation of the rules.

Zhang Bing watched from a distance, looking somewhat nervous, and could not help muttering:

"Isn't this a bit too risky? The King of Yan is not someone you can easily offend. He is sick now, but he is not dead. If we really anger the King of Yan... we will be the ones in trouble."

When this was said, an official from the Beiping Provincial Government Office nearby laughed:

"Wouldn't it be better if the King of Yan were desperate? He is now seriously ill, even terminally ill. If he can still hold up his 'sick body' and handle this matter, doesn't it mean that the King of Yan is simply pretending to be ill? In this way, it will be more legitimate for us to capture the King of Yan..."

That being said…

It seems to make sense...

After hearing this, Zhang Bing felt relieved and continued to look into the distance, observing Xie Gui riding past the gate of Prince Yan's Mansion.

While Zhang Bing was talking with the officials of the Provincial Government, Zhang Xin, the commander-in-chief of Beiping, although sitting next to them, did not express his opinion easily and seemed to be noncommittal.

Prince Yan is seriously ill?

Ah.

For a moment, Zhang Xin looked at the so-called "colleagues" around him and felt that everyone was drunk but he was the only one sober.

the other side.

Xie Gui's horse's hooves were still clattering past the gate of the palace.

It was not known whether it was to attract the attention of Prince Yan or to attract hatred, but he deliberately pulled the reins, lifting the horse's hooves high and then slowly dropping them, stretching the scene of passing through the gate of the palace to the extreme.

So much so that the people passing by the gate of Prince Yan's Mansion all stared at the scene with their mouths wide open, seemingly unable to believe it.

The guards at the gate of Prince Yan's Mansion stepped forward with swords raised. Because they were some distance away, Zhu Gaoyu could not hear clearly what they said.

But he could see Xie Gui's actions and expressions clearly.

Xie Gui laughed with his head raised, then swung his whip and hit the guard of the palace. Because he was wearing a layer of soft armor, the whip did not cause much damage, but Xie Gui dared to swing the whip in front of the gate of Prince Yan's palace, and the guard immediately made a move to draw his sword.

He seemed to want to use this to threaten Xie Gui.

At this time, Zhu Gaoyu had already trotted to the gate.

Then Xie Gui spoke in a cold voice:
"I am the commander of Beiping. How dare a mere guard dog act so rebelliously? I am right here. Do you dare to draw your sword?!"

The guards at the palace blushed and wanted to draw their swords, but when they thought of the prince's serious illness, Xie Gui was not only the commander-in-chief of Peking, but also had a powerful background behind him.

For the moment, he really didn't dare to take action, for fear of disrupting the current barely balanced situation.

However, at this moment, a figure flashed by, and the half-drawn long sword, accompanied by the light of snow and the sound of a sharp and whistling wind, directly chopped the horse's leg.

Phew!

Blood spurts!
Although Zhu Gaoyu was young, he had a strange power. The huge power flowed through his arm and wrist, and he swung the long knife and cut directly into the horse's leg.

The horse let out a mournful cry and then fell to the ground.

In the vast white snow before my eyes, a patch of bright red suddenly appeared.

The fishy-smelling horse blood flowed out, and the air seemed to carry a hint of choking smell.

Xie Gui suddenly fell off the horse and felt that the tail vertebrae on his back were almost broken.

When he looked more closely, he found that the one who made him so embarrassed was none other than the six-year-old son of King Yan.

Don't tell me yet.

Although this kid is young, after what happened, seeing him still holding the bloody long knife in his hand, Xie Gui felt a chill in his heart.

There's something wrong with this kid.

Looks a bit weird.

When he was Zhu Gaoyu's age, he didn't even dare to watch a pig being slaughtered. He was nothing like Zhu Gaoyu, who could chop off a horse's legs without batting an eyelid.

He could only stare with his dark eyes. In fact, one of Zhu Gaoyu's hands behind his back had already begun to tremble.

The last time we captured Abuji'ang, we just shot him with arrows from a distance, without a close, face-to-face fight.

But today is different.

Zhu Gaoyu got hot-headed and started fighting with Xie Gui face to face.

He could even feel the warmth of the horse's blood splattering.

However, although Zhu Gaoyu's hands were trembling behind his back, he miraculously calmed down when he saw Xie Gui's face.

A tree is like a skin, and a person is like a face.

In order to avoid appearing cowardly and maintain his image as a brave and warlike man, Zhu Gaoyu stood up straight with his legs.

Zhu Gaoyu looked like a naughty kid, holding the long knife in his hand like a toy, across Xie Gui's neck:

"My palace guards can't touch you. What about me?"

Xie Gui's back was already wet with sweat, and with the bloodstains on his collar, he looked even more embarrassed.

His face was ashen.

"Your Highness..."

"Please call me Prince of Dinghai!"

This is simply unreasonable!
As the commander of Beiping, with Emperor Jianwen behind him, how could Xie Gui endure such humiliation?

After thinking about it, Xie Gui looked at Zhu Gaoyu with hatred, and said in a cowardly tone, "What are you talking about?"
"The prince..."

Zhu Gaoyu looked at the blood-stained blade with a bit of disgust, feeling it was dirty.

So he raised his hand, and in front of Xie Gui's frightened gaze, he rubbed the blood on the back of the knife onto Xie Gui's cheek.

After wiping it repeatedly several times, Zhu Gaoyu was finally satisfied.

However, in Xie Gui's eyes, his actions took on a different meaning.

In Xie Gui's opinion, Zhu Gaoyu had a hideous grin on his face and slowly tapped his cheek with the back of a knife. He looked like a murderer and was terrifying.

Is this really a six-year-old child?

Xie Gui's thoughts couldn't help but become empty, and he began to associate with things in a myriad of ways.

The King of Yan has an extraordinary bearing, which is unmatched by ordinary people.

And his youngest son is not like an ordinary child. Is it true that destiny is in his hands, and is the saying true - a good father will have a good son?

Xie Gui suddenly felt a little scared, but thinking of Emperor Jianwen behind him, he held on and gritted his teeth and said:
"The prince is very capable. I just wonder if he has obtained the permission of Prince Yan to do so?"

Zhu Gaoyu glanced at him and imitated Xie Gui's words:
"Commander Xie rode his horse past the palace in the street. The national mourning has not yet ended, but he wore a canopy and brocade clothes. Who gave him the instructions?"

As he spoke, Zhu Gaoyu sighed deeply:
"My grandfather worked hard until his death, working day and night for the livelihood of the people of the world. Now that he has passed away suddenly, I didn't expect that his subjects not only did not think of the good things, but also openly humiliated his descendants, taking advantage of my father's critical condition to add insult to injury. Is this... the integrity of Commander Xie?"

Xie Gui's face suddenly turned red.

He didn't need to look around to feel the gazes and discussions coming from all directions.

All of a sudden, Xie Gui's cold hands were covered in sweat.

Zhu Gaoyu felt extremely good at this time.

He is a talkative person.

To put it nicely, this is called eloquence.

To put it bluntly...he is a big liar.

Now he saw that the situation was right, so he took advantage of the victory and pursued:
"Why is Commander Xie silent? Or is this not what you meant, and there is someone else behind you?"

Zhu Gaoyu relied on his young age and didn't mind talking nonsense.

But this just hit Xie Gui right in the heart.

In shock and anger, he suddenly raised his voice:
"Be bold!"

As soon as Xie Gui finished speaking, thunder exploded between heaven and earth.

There was a boom.

Everyone present was shocked.

Soon, a dark cloud floated over Prince Yan's Palace at some point in time.

Hearing the thunder, Zhu Gaoyu suddenly remembered.

Right now...it seems to be around the time of Jingzhe.

Thunder... should be a normal phenomenon, right?
But who would have thought that when Xie Gui saw this, he actually showed a look of delight on his face, and regardless of the location and time, he just laughed out loud.

"Prince Dinghai, don't be so harsh. Look, God is watching us."

Otherwise... why did the thunder sound?

The onlookers were silent for a moment.

At this moment, Yuan Gong unexpectedly stood up with a smile on his face:

"Thunder is extremely masculine and can ward off evil. And there are clouds above the prince's head, which shows that he is favored by the heavens. The prince is the son of the King of Yan, and if he is like this, what more can the King of Yan do?"

After saying this, Yuan Gong knelt down solemnly and kowtowed to Zhu Gaoyu for a long time:

"In the past, the late emperor favored the prince, and now the sky has sent down clouds. The prince has infinite blessings, and with the clouds as a guide, he will surely attract heroes from all over the world."

When Yao Guangxiao heard this, he looked at Zhu Gaoyu and Yuan Gong with a strange look in his eyes.

As a conspiracy theorist, he never believed that.

But from Yuan Gong's previous face reading, and even the clouds covering the sky now, it seems to correspond to a person...

Emperor Gaozu of Han!
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