Ming Dynasty: The Crocodile King of Han Prince Zhu Gaoxu's Family

Chapter 173 Going Home
Faced with Fan Zhong's approaching greeting, all the soldiers and generals present were stunned!
At this moment, they had no idea what was going on. Could it be that their commander-in-chief had rebelled?!

"Stop!" After paying his respects to Zhu Zhanhe, Fan Zhong waved his hand and directly ordered the soldiers in the central army camp to stop.

“He’er, what are you doing...?!” Seeing this, Prince Han couldn’t help but look confused. He quickly walked up to his son and asked.

Prince Zhao, who was standing by, also quickly came to Zhu Zhanhe. After all, as long as the three thousand troops had not arrived, being with his nephew was the safest place!
"Dad, Uncle San, stop it!
I guess the Three Thousand Battalion won't be able to come!" Zhu Zhanhe waved at Fan Zhong, asking him to step aside, then turned to his father and third uncle and said.

At the same time, Zhu Zhanhe reached into his mouth and stuffed a piece of salted fish that he had stolen at some point.

"You want us to surrender?!" Prince Zhao stared with eyes wide open, his face full of disbelief. He held a knife and a shield, staring at his nephew who was eating salted fish and asked loudly.

Looking at Prince Zhao's shocked expression, it was unclear whether Prince Zhao was shocked that Zhu Zhanhe was still eating salted fish, or shocked that he asked them to stop.

Even Prince Han looked at his son with an expression of reluctance and disbelief.

"Dad, Third Uncle, please take a look outside before you talk." Zhu Zhanhe did not explain. He just raised the salted fish in his hand and pointed outside the gate, signaling his father and Third Uncle to take a look outside before talking.

Following Zhu Zhanhe's action, Fan Zhong waved his hand, and immediately, the soldiers at the gate opened the blocked gate.

At this moment, the King of Han and the King of Zhao saw that outside the gate, a large group of people had surrounded them without them knowing when!
It turned out that at some point, Crown Prince Zhu Zhanji had been waiting outside the gate with a group of people.

"Boy, you want to rebel?!
Then you have to get past your second and third uncles first!" Prince Zhao's face was covered in blood. When he saw Zhu Zhanji riding a horse outside the gate, he immediately raised his shield and knife and became alert, his face full of ferocity once again.

Grandpa Han also bent his waist again, holding his sword in alert.

"My two uncles, are you waiting for the Three Thousand Battalion?" Zhu Zhanji rode his horse a few steps closer to the gate, looked at his second and third uncles whose faces were covered in blood, and asked with a smile on his face.

Hearing this, Prince Han's heart couldn't help but tremble. He knew that the 3,000-man battalion was definitely under control and couldn't come!

So, Prince Han lowered the sword in his hand, his face full of bitterness, and stared at Zhu Zhanji. He really wanted to know what was going on!
"Second uncle, third uncle, your nephew has been ordered to come and invite you both to come!

Please come in!" Zhu Zhanji sat upright on his horse, lowered his head and said to his second and third uncles with a smile of victory on his face.

"The emperor has passed away! Where did the decree come from!" After hearing Zhu Zhanji's words, Prince Han was filled with anger. He raised his head with blood on his face and questioned Zhu Zhanji's words loudly.

“Didn’t you hear?!
The prince succeeded to the throne in front of the coffin!
"Reign name Hongxi" After hearing what Prince Han said, Zhu Zhanji knew that his second and third uncles would never compromise. Immediately, his face darkened and he said gloomily.

"Uncles, come here.

Is it time to put an end to our misunderstanding?!" Zhu Zhanhe looked at the Second Prince, who still showed no sign of surrender, and smiled mockingly again.

“They are all Ming soldiers!
The new emperor has been established!

Return to Beijing to accept your reward, and don't commit unnecessary killings!
Throw away your swords! "Just when the King of Han and the King of Zhao were still thinking of resisting, suddenly, Fan Zhong from the central army camp stood up, took off the sword from his waist, threw it on the ground, and knelt down.
Following Fan Zhong's lead, all the soldiers in the central army camp dropped their swords and guns and knelt down to give up fighting.

"Long live Emperor Hongxi!" The soldiers who knelt on the ground following Fan Zhong shouted "Long live the Emperor" loudly, their voices resounding through the sky.

The sound made Zhu Zhanhe's ears itch, and he reached out to scratch his ears helplessly.

Prince Han turned around with a dull look and looked back, only to see soldiers kneeling on the ground. His eyes were full of dullness and unwillingness!

Prince Han looked behind him again, at the few remaining soldiers still standing behind him, and then turned his gaze to his son, who was eating salted fish, but saw that his son looked nonchalant. Seeing this, Prince Han knew that his beloved son would not take action. He swallowed and glanced at his third brother, who was holding a sword and shield beside him, his face covered in blood.

Prince Han's face was full of ferocity. He raised the long sword in his hand and stabbed it heavily into the ground! He gave up resistance!

After seeing Prince Han's actions, the soldiers behind him who were originally holding knives and swords and preparing to continue resisting also put down their swords and knelt down in front of Prince Han.

Prince Zhao looked at his second brother's action of dropping the sword with disbelief on his face, full of questions. He didn't know why his second brother gave up resistance.

The entire scene was silent, with only the crunching sound of Han Crown Prince Zhu Zhanhe eating salted fish...

After giving up resistance, no one dared to do anything to the King of Han, the King of Zhao and the Crown Prince of Han, Zhu Zhanhe. The three were each given a carriage and returned to Beijing under strict surveillance.

After returning to Beijing, Zhu Zhanhe went straight home, while his father and third uncle went to the palace.

"Empress, the Crown Prince is back!" The news that Zhu Zhanhe and others had returned to Beijing had already been informed to the palace.

Before Zhu Zhanhe's carriage arrived at the palace, someone saw it from afar and immediately went to the palace to report.

"My lord, the princess is already waiting for you in the main hall. Come in quickly with me!" Aunt Xiu'er was waiting at the door. When she saw Zhu Zhanhe get off the carriage, she immediately came up to him, staring at him with her bright eyes, as if she wanted to see flowers.

"Aunt Xiu'er, how are you these days?" Zhu Zhanhe, feeling somewhat embarrassed by Aunt Xiu'er's stare, quickly spoke up to change the subject.

"Okay, okay, I'm fine! I eat well and sleep well!" When Aunt Xiu'er was asked this by Zhu Zhanhe, she immediately showed her joy, and the corners of her mouth were almost grinning to her ears.

As usual, after crossing a brazier, Zhu Zhanhe, accompanied by his aunt Xiu'er, came to the main hall of the palace.

"I am Zhu Zhanhe, your son, and I pay my respects to my mother!" As soon as he entered the door, Zhu Zhanhe saw his mother's anxious and looking eyes, and he knelt down to pay his respects to his mother.

"My son, you're back!

"Hurry up and get up! You haven't been home for over a year, and I've been worried sick." Princess Wei was overjoyed to see her son returning from the battle. She quickly stood up from the small couch she was sitting on, walked over to her son, and helped him up.

"Don't worry, mother. I'm fine!" Looking at his worried mother, Zhu Zhanhe couldn't help but pat his chest to show that he was fine.

"You child, be gentle~." Princess Wei looked at her son's actions and couldn't help but complain softly. At the same time, she couldn't help but continue to look her son up and down. She had to carefully see if her son was okay!

"It's good that you're back! It's good that you're back!" Aunt Xiu'er looked at the tall person in front of her and couldn't help but feel like crying for joy, and her eyes turned red.

"Aunt Xiu'er, don't cry. Look, I'm back safely." Hearing the crying beside him, Zhu Zhanhe quickly turned his head and comforted Aunt Xiu'er.

"Xiu'er, look at you. You are such a grown-up and still crying. Aren't you ashamed?" Looking at Xiu'er who was crying with joy, Princess Wei couldn't help but teasing her.

"I'm sorry to have embarrassed you, Princess." Xiu'er quickly reached out to wipe away her tears and responded with a smile on her face.

"Okay, my son has seen it too. He'er, go wash up and get rid of the bad luck! Your father is back, let's have dinner together as a family!" Princess Wei was in a very good mood as she looked at her son who had returned safely.

However, Princess Wei soon smelled the strange odor on her son again, curled her lips slightly, and immediately began to drive people away.

(End of this chapter)