The fierce grandson of the Ming Dynasty

Upon hearing the words "the palace," Zhu Shuang's mind immediately wandered.

Could it be a letter from his father? Or perhaps from his mother?

But then I realized something was wrong.

It was indeed a letter sent by the two elders of the palace. How could the people in his household not present it to him immediately?

But who else could it be besides them?

Seeing the prince's expression constantly changing.

A thought struck Deng.

After so many years of sharing a bed, and being the most beloved, how could she not guess the underlying thoughts?

He helped to ask, "What are you all standing there for? Tell me quickly, who sent the letter?"

The eunuch, realizing what was happening, remained kneeling, took a deep breath, and said, "Your Highness, it was written personally by His Highness the Eldest Grandson of the Emperor! And it was sent here through palace channels!"

My nephew?!

Zhu Shuang thought of his nephew, whom he often saw in the palace before he was enfeoffed.

Moreover, this nephew of his was the most favored by his father and mother!

In the past two years, whenever there is a holiday, whether he has time or not, he will send a greeting letter to his second uncle!

At first, he was happy to reply once.

Later on, he simply handed it over to his subordinates to handle.

She noticed her personal eunuch, her eyes darting around nervously, and she seemed hesitant.

Zhu Shuang immediately realized that things were probably not so simple.

Zhu Shuang glanced at Consort Deng, pondered for a moment, and said, "My lady is no outsider. If there's anything you need, let's speak face to face!"

But the eunuch knew the matter was of great importance, so how could he dare to tell him the contents of the letter from the eldest grandson of the emperor so directly?

He hesitated for a moment, then decisively took out the letter he always carried with him from his bosom, bent down and handed it over, saying, "This servant dares not speak presumptuously; please, Your Highness, take a look yourself!"

Zhu Shuang snorted coldly before taking the book and looking at it.

Upon seeing the opening words, "Nephew Xiong Ying bows and presents this to His Highness Prince Qin, my Second Uncle," one is struck by the words, "Your Highness Xiong Ying bows and presents this to His Highness Prince Qin, my Second Uncle."

Then came the familiar greetings, expressing gratitude for his hard work in guarding the Northwest, and his promise to take care of his eldest son.

This inexplicably warmed the heart of the usually arrogant Zhu Shuang.

Hello, nephew!

After all, he was the eldest son of the eldest brother and his own nephew, whose blood was thicker than water. He always thought about his second uncle!

These feelings of emotion had barely lingered for a few moments.

Looking at the following lines of text, Zhu Shuang was completely distraught.

Especially when I saw the line "Grandfather Emperor seems to intend to move the capital westward and establish his rule in Guanzhong."

He was struck dumb, sweat beaded on his forehead, and his face turned deathly pale.

It should be noted that Xi'an Prefecture was his fiefdom, and also the foundation of his business built up over many years!

If the emperor moves the capital here, how can he, the King of Qin, continue to stay here?

Undoubtedly, they would have to relocate their fiefdom to another place.

This also means that all the wealth accumulated, the land acquired, and the palaces built in Guanzhong will vanish into thin air!

I ask you, how is this a relocation of the capital?

This is going to uproot him!

No! This absolutely cannot be done!

Zhu Shuangqiang suppressed his panic and continued reading.

But the evidence of the censor's impeachment against him, one by one, had already been sent to the palace.

He finally understood why he had felt uneasy throughout the day's enjoyment!

Furthermore, judging from what my nephew revealed in his letter, my father must already know, but he just hasn't taken any action yet.

Looking back over the past few years, he knew better than anyone the methods his father had used.

It's better to be safe than sorry.

If the Emperor intends to punish him, he can easily find a crime to strip him of his title.

Zhu Shuang was filled with fear, and his hands trembled involuntarily.

The nephew wrote that he was willing to plead for him.

Zhu Shuangmo said, "My nephew's character is just like my elder brother's; judging from this, he seems to be a kind and benevolent person!"

As for a few months ago, according to rumors, the eldest nephew beat up the thirteenth brother.

To Zhu Shuang, it was nothing more than playful banter among peers, nothing serious.

When it comes to taking sides, he's naturally inclined to side with his nephew.

After all, between his nephew Zhu Xiong Ying and his thirteenth brother Zhu Gui, the eldest nephew was closer!

Since his nephew and he were of the same direct lineage, they were uncle and nephew, and according to the patriarchal system, they were truly one family.

As for Zhu Gui, he was born out of wedlock and was considered a minor branch of the imperial clan.

In terms of status and position, how can they be the same?

Are you going to compare your life to that of the eldest grandson of the emperor?

Furthermore, when he was enfeoffed, his thirteenth brother, Zhu Guinian, was only four years old, and the two originally had little affection for each other.

My nephew is a different story.

When they lived in the palace, their mother often had them, the brothers, take their nephew Xiong Ying to play everywhere!

Riding on my shoulders, holding me in my arms...

They are uncle and nephew who grew up together, and their relationship is incredibly deep.

Needless to say, after his elder brother Zhu Biao, his nephew is the rightful heir to the Ming throne. How could he not align himself with him?

Although Zhu Gui had committed numerous crimes, evil deeds, and was absurd and immoral, he was still able to distinguish right from wrong when it came to matters of personal interest.

After reading the letter, Zhu Shuang understood his nephew's meaning.

This is to do him a favor and, incidentally, give his uncle a hand.

From many perspectives, we must accept this favor!

"Your Highness, what did His Highness the Eldest Grandson say?"

Hearing Deng suddenly ask about it.

Zhu Shuang handed over the letter, stroked his chin and beard, and said thoughtfully, "See for yourself, our nephew is truly an extraordinary person!"

Madam Deng took the letter and carefully read through it. Her pretty face grew paler with each reading, and finally, with a sob in her voice, she cried out, "Your Highness, what should we do?"

Zhu Shuang took a deep breath, composed himself, and said, "What's the panic? There's still a chance! Besides, Father hasn't decided on the capital relocation yet, has he?"

After speaking, Zhu Shuang hurriedly summoned the chief clerk and the registrar to his study.

He sat upright at the table, suppressing his drunkenness and panic, leaned forward, his eyes sharp, and ordered, "There are two things I need you to do now, so listen carefully."

"The first thing to do is to immediately inventory the imperial treasury and prepare 50,000 taels of silver for us. Within three days, send it to Yingtian Prefecture and deliver it to the Crown Prince's Palace. Tell him that we donated it to the university that my nephew is establishing to cultivate practical talents and benefit the people of the Ming Dynasty!"

"The second matter is to immediately draft a memorial to the emperor. I must personally write this memorial to apologize to the emperor! I humbly request that the emperor punish me..."

Upon seeing the King of Qin, his temperament changed instantly.

All the staff members were somewhat taken aback, but quickly replied, "Yes!"

The same October.

Prince Zhu Gang of Jin, Prince Zhu Su of Zhou, Prince Zhu Fu of Qi, and others successively received letters from Zhu Xiong Ying.

Like Zhu Shuang, they held similar sentiments.

They did everything in their power to raise money and donate, and they also took the initiative to admit their mistakes and sent a memorial to the palace to apologize!

Before the winter solstice arrives in early November.

Inside the imperial city, Zhu Yuanzhang saw his sons and grandsons forming a group to apologize, a move that was unusual for him.

No punishment was given at first.

He then ordered the Embroidered Uniform Guard to conduct a thorough investigation.

Upon seeing the compiled information, Old Zhu suddenly realized something. With mixed emotions, he silently thought, "I knew it! The likes of Lou'er and the others aren't the type to readily admit their mistakes."

"So there was something fishy going on here, and it was all our eldest grandson's doing!"

"And these children of Shuang'er, ah, they've lived so many years in vain, they're not even as good as the eldest grandson!"