Da Ming: I told you to die for your cause, why are you actually going to die?

Chapter 50 Old Zhu! I'm begging for death again! [Seeking monthly votes]

"Yun Tong! Yun Tong!"

Just as the little beggar felt like an abandoned rag doll, two anxious, choked-up female voices suddenly came, accompanied by hurried footsteps.

The visitors were two young girls dressed in plain white mourning clothes.

The eldest was about seventeen or eighteen years old, with an oval face and gentle features. She was Zhu Yunwen's elder sister, Princess Zhu Mingyue of Jiangdu.

The youngest, Zhu Mingyu, was fifteen or sixteen years old, with a round face and almond-shaped eyes, and a sharp and capable air about her.

They spotted their younger brother, Zhu Yuntong, at a glance. He looked as disheveled as a little beggar and seemed completely lost.

That's right, the little beggar is Zhu Yunwen.

The blow Old Zhu dealt him last night was immense, driving him to the brink of madness as he desperately tried to escape the palace.

When Zhu Mingyue saw him, her eyes instantly reddened: "Yunhu! What are you doing here? Come back with us right now!"

Zhu Mingyu's eyebrows furrowed as she glanced at her younger brother, who was covered in grease and looked utterly disheveled. She was both anxious and angry: "Yunyu! What happened to you?! Do you know that your grandfather fainted?!"

"Grandpa Emperor"

Upon hearing those three words, Zhu Yunwen shuddered as if branded with a hot iron. He recoiled violently, like a frightened hedgehog, his voice hoarse and broken: "Don't come any closer! Don't look at me! I... I'm too ashamed to face anyone!"

"Yunhu! What nonsense are you talking about! We are your older sisters!"

Zhu Mingyue and Zhu Mingyu felt their hearts breaking when they saw their younger brother's despondent state.

"Yunyi," Zhu Mingyue said softly, tears streaming down her face, "Don't be like this, you'll get better. Grandfather was just angry for a moment."

Seeing her younger brother's lifeless appearance, Zhu Mingyu was both anxious and angry: "Yunhu! Cheer up! So what if Grandfather dislikes you? What's the big deal! When Father is here..."

"Father."

Zhu Yuntong suddenly raised his head, with the frantic and obsessive cries of a drowning person grasping at a piece of driftwood: "Sister! Eldest sister! Second sister!"

He suddenly grabbed Zhu Mingyue's hand with terrifying force, his voice hoarse and urgent:

"I want to see my father! I want to go to the Eastern Mausoleum! I want to talk to my father! I want to kneel before my father's tomb and tell him, 'Your son was wrong! Your son has disappointed him! Your son will guard his tomb!'"

When Zhu Mingyue heard her younger brother say he wanted to guard the tomb, she felt her heart break.

"Yunwen!! Calm down! Your Majesty just went to see Father and has issued a decree that no one is allowed to approach!"

"What should we do?! What should we do?!"

Zhu Yunwen screamed in despair, his voice filled with unvented pain and confusion:

"What's the point of my life?! I'm just a useless piece of trash! I only bring shame to my father! I disgust my grandfather! I disappoint my mother! I bring shame to my sisters!"

His screams echoed through the narrow alley, carrying a suffocating despair.

Zhu Mingyue rushed forward, hugged her younger brother, and sobbed uncontrollably: "Yunhuo, it's okay, we're here, we'll always be with you!"

"No, you don't understand."

Zhu Yunwen forcefully broke free from his sister's embrace, his body retreating repeatedly as if trying to disappear into the wall:
"I have not only disappointed my father. I was born a sinner! A... a bastard who caused the death of my own mother!"

"Yun Hu!!"

Zhu Mingyue and Zhu Mingyu gasped in shock at the same time, their faces turning deathly pale.

They knew their brother had a deep-seated problem, but they never imagined it was so heavy and so twisted.

"You don't know anything! You know absolutely nothing!"

Zhu Yunwen seemed to recall something terrible; he squatted on the ground, clutching his head tightly with both hands.

"From childhood...the way those palace maids and nannies looked at me, the things they gossiped about behind my back."

His voice trembled, filled with deep-seated fear and humiliation, as if he had returned to that dark, whispered corner of his childhood:

[It's all because of him, Consort Chang... Alas, how pitiful!]

[Difficult labor. Hemorrhage; I heard it lasted a day and a night.]

[He's got a tough fate; he'll bring misfortune to his mother.]

[Shh, keep your voice down. Don't let His Highness hear.]

"I heard it! I heard it all!"

"They all say...it's me, it's me who killed Mother! It was my birth that took Mother's life!" "It's me! It's me, you wretched child! I took Mother's life! I caused Father to lose his wife! I caused my eldest and second sisters to lose their mother when they were young!"

"Bam—!"

Just as the tragic atmosphere reached its peak, a swift and decisive flying kick landed squarely on Zhu Yunwen's buttocks.

"Ouch!"

Caught off guard, Zhu Yunwen fell flat on his face in an extremely undignified manner.

Not only was Zhu Yunwen stunned, but even Princess Mingyue and Princess Mingyu were dumbfounded, thinking to themselves, "Who is this?!"

But then the newcomer said in a cold voice, "I originally came back to see if you had been bullied by other beggars or had your pig trotters stolen, but I never expected to witness this scene!"

"Big brother?"

Zhu Yuntong looked up blankly, staring at Zhang Biao who seemed to have descended from the heavens like a god.

"waste!"

Zhang Biao, looking down at Zhu Yunwen, uttered two words without any politeness. Then, ignoring the two princesses who looked both shocked and angry, he lifted Zhu Yunwen up like a chick and said:
"listen!"

"I, Zhang Biao! Orphaned at a young age, my family was destitute! I had no choice but to succeed!"

"What about you?"

"Besides having an older sister with a stunning figure and a gentle, charming appearance, a second sister with a fiery temper but long, white legs, and a grandfather who was the founding emperor! What else do you have!?"

"What are you?!"

"Big brother, it's me."

Zhu Yunwen was dizzy from being shaken and wanted to say something.

"Shut up!"

Zhang Biao threw him to the ground with a look of disgust and said in a deep voice, "If you don't respect yourself, don't expect others to respect you!"

As the saying goes, fortunes change every thirty years, so never underestimate a young person's potential!

"Remember! Don't let your sorrow become the sorrow of the Ming Dynasty!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he resolutely turned and walked out of the alley. He didn't look at the two beautiful young princesses once, but he was convinced that his dashing and aloof demeanor was enough to captivate countless young girls.

However, he can only be handsome for three seconds.

Just as he was about to step out of the alley, seven or eight Imperial Guards rushed out with a 'whoosh'.

The person in the lead was none other than Jiang Huan, whom he knew well.

"Imperial Censor Zhang! The Emperor has decreed that we arrest you and bring you to the palace!"

"Huh?" Zhang Biao was surprised for a moment, then said with a look of disappointment, "Just arrest? Why not execute them on the spot?!"

Jiang Huan: "."

Zhu Yunwen and her siblings: "."

Other Imperial Guards: "."

"Enough with the nonsense! Come with us now!"

Jiang Huan suppressed the urge to kill Zhang Biao on the spot and waved his hand behind him through gritted teeth.

Seven or eight Imperial Guards immediately pounced on him like wolves and tigers, and captured him in an instant.

"Ouch, be gentle! Be gentle! I'm not resisting, please don't do this."

Zhang Biao bared his teeth and shouted, then suddenly seemed to remember something and called out to Zhu Yunwen and his sister:
"Hey, little beggar, two princesses! There are still five pig heads left at Wang Mazi's house! Please help me take them to my house! If I die, let Imperial Censor Shen and his brothers have a good meal and drink tonight! Consider it a celebration for me!!"

Jiang Huan: "."

Zhu Yunwen and her siblings: "."

Other Imperial Guards: "."

This person probably has some serious illness!
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