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

Chapter 87: Emperor Yongle, go and get rid of them!

Zhu Zhanhe's words shocked everyone, especially Emperor Yongle, who stood up and looked at his burly grandson in front of him in horror, his eyes full of dullness.

"Amitabha~!" Monk Daoyan's chanting of the Buddha's name woke up everyone in the room.

"He'er~??!" Prince Han looked at his son in front of him with horror in his eyes, and looked at Zhu Zhanhe in disbelief. He was also an expert in history, but his son's words just now completely shattered his understanding of history books!
"Is this recorded in history books?!" Even Zhu Zhanji muttered to himself. He had received an imperial education since childhood, different from the royal family's. All educational resources were the best, but he had never heard such shocking words before!
"He'er, who taught you these things?!" Crown Prince Zhu Gaochi looked at Zhu Zhanhe in amazement, and even the fear he had just felt was dispelled a lot.

"Uncle, you don't need anyone to teach you these things. They are all in the history books. As long as you read them carefully, you can always summarize them yourself!" Zhu Zhanhe shrugged his broad shoulders indifferently and said in a calm tone.

"Did you really discover this yourself?!" Emperor Yongle still couldn't believe that the memorial in his hand and the shocking remarks just now came from the mouth of his sixteen-year-old grandson!
Emperor Yongle once again carefully examined his grandson. He was dressed in the red dragon prince's attire, with an upright posture, a tall and strong figure, a handsome and majestic face, and a look of determination in his eyes. Upon closer inspection, his eyes were actually a little frightening.

What a handsome young man from the Zhu family! Emperor Yongle couldn't help but praise him in his heart, and at the same time, he couldn't help but compare him with his other grandson Zhu Zhanji. However, he found that whether in terms of stature and appearance, or the literary talent just now, or the weapons and martial arts he had studied, the burly and tall Zhu Zhanhe had the upper hand!
This made Emperor Yongle sigh silently in his heart.

While thinking, Emperor Yongle turned around and saw his eldest grandson below who still looked depressed, and he couldn't help but think of something important again.

Emperor Yongle once again carefully read the memorial in his hand from beginning to end. Every word he read was as powerful as a knife or an axe. The content inside made Emperor Yongle feel as if a knife was cutting his body and an axe was splitting his brain. He couldn't help but sigh!

Looking at the handwriting in the memorial, Emperor Yongle knew that this memorial was definitely not written by his second son! It seemed that it was really written by his grandson in front of him!

However, this memorial completely shattered the goal that Emperor Yongle had been striving for his entire life. Looking at the inevitable demise of the Ming Dynasty, Emperor Yongle could not help but doubt whether it was right for him to launch the Jingnan Rebellion!
A hundred years later, how would I, Zhu Di, explain this to my father? Would I just tell the Hongwu Emperor, "Dad, I'm sorry. I usurped the throne from my nephew, and my Ming Dynasty is about to perish!"
Emperor Yongle lowered his head in disappointment, and inadvertently saw the memorial in his hand again. Suddenly, Emperor Yongle thought of something!
"He'er, since this memorial was really written by you, could you please tell me, an old man, the problem in detail?" Emperor Yongle supported the table with his hands and looked at the tall and majestic grandson in front of him with a nervous expression.

"Yes!" Zhu Zhanhe was not surprised at what Emperor Yongle said, and immediately agreed to the request.

"Yes, yes, He'er, tell me in detail, and we will work together to find a way to solve these problems! We will definitely find a solution!" After hearing what Emperor Yongle said, Crown Prince Zhu Gaochi instantly understood what he meant, and then looked at Zhu Zhanhe eagerly and said.

"Amitabha, I will do my best!" Monk Daoyan stood up without hesitation.

"Yes, we will definitely find a way!" Emperor Yongle said gritting his teeth. At this moment, Emperor Yongle seemed to have returned to the days in the pigsty. He decided to fight again!
Emperor Yongle came to the table with great strides, swept everything on the table to the ground, carefully placed the memorial in his hand on the table, and carefully opened it. Suddenly, Emperor Yongle seemed to have thought of something.

With a "snap," Emperor Yongle slammed the memorial in his hand shut and placed it heavily on the table. His face was grim, and it was unclear what he was thinking.

Zhu Zhanhe and others looked at Emperor Yongle's actions in a daze. No one knew what Emperor Yongle was thinking at the moment.

Suddenly, Emperor Yongle made a new move. He reached out and took out a golden token from his waist and threw it into a dark corner of the bedroom.

"Go and deal with those people! Then you can commit suicide!" The Yongle Emperor's hoarse voice contained boundless murderous intent! Because he decided the life and death of those people!

"Dad~!?" As soon as Emperor Yongle said this, everyone present became nervous, especially Crown Prince Zhu Gaochi, who exclaimed in surprise.

"What? You want to gamble?!" Emperor Yongle looked directly at the prince with red eyes.

Instantly, Crown Prince Zhu Gaochi shuddered. He knew clearly that the Emperor was asking him if he wanted to bet on whether those people had heard the conversation! Or whether they would keep this huge secret to themselves!
"No! Your Majesty, I want to say that the newly crowned number one scholar Yu Qian was drunk today and has been transferred to a side hall to rest. He is drunk and unconscious, I hope Your Majesty will investigate it clearly!" Although he was a little afraid of the majesty of Emperor Yongle, Crown Prince Zhu Gaochi still wanted to protect the great talent Yu Qian!

After hearing what Crown Prince Zhu Gaochi said, Emperor Yongle stared at him for a long time, and Crown Prince Zhu Gaochi also looked at Emperor Yongle unwaveringly.

"Okay." In the end, Emperor Yongle compromised with his son, and Crown Prince Zhu Gaochi laid the foundation for the future Ming Dynasty.

"Get rid of the rest!" Emperor Yongle spoke again. This time, Crown Prince Zhu Gaochi opened his mouth but did not speak again. He knew clearly that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity in front of Emperor Yongle!

"What is the Crown Prince's opinion?" Suddenly, after Emperor Yongle said this, he turned the subject and asked for the Crown Prince Zhu Gaochi's opinion.

"I think it is normal for the emperor to bring some palace maids and eunuchs with him during this grassland battle. The grassland is a remote area, and if someone dies in the battle, the court will give them pensions!" Prince Zhu Gaochi certainly knew what his father meant! There must be a suitable reason for someone's death, so Prince Zhu Gaochi gave the emperor a reason!
Crown Prince Zhu Gaochi knew clearly in his heart that he was exchanging the lives of hundreds of palace maids and eunuchs for the life of a newly crowned top scholar!
(End of this chapter)