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Upon hearing this, Zhu Gaozhi glared at Zhu Zhanji and said:
"Don't come and rob me. I have been drinking five pieces of bitter tea leaves for enlightenment for several months. Isn't that miserable enough?"

"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. I just hope that you can concentrate on your practice in the future and stop thinking about those unrealistic fantasies."

Zhu Zhanji grabbed the teapot, suppressed his discomfort, and drank it in big gulps, not forgetting to retort:

"Dad, how can this be called wishful thinking?"

"Emperor Taizu abdicated and His Majesty Xingzong succeeded him. In the future, His Majesty Xingzong will definitely follow the example of Emperor Taizu."

"Even if Prince Xiongying will be the third generation of the Ming Dynasty, there are still the fourth and fifth generations to come."

"I just don't believe that His Majesty Xingzong's lineage will always hold on to the throne. When it is the turn of Grandpa Taizong's lineage to succeed to the throne, who else is more qualified to succeed to the throne besides my father and me?"

Today, there is only one emperor in the entire Ming Dynasty, and that is His Majesty Xingzong, the eldest son of Emperor Taizu.

As for Ming Xianzong, Ming Xiaozong, Ming Sizong and other former emperors, they have now lost power one by one. Their status is more noble than that of vassal kings, but they have no soldiers and no power, just like a decoration.

Seeing that his rebellious son still had illusions, Zhu Gaozhi said calmly:
"As long as your grandfather is still alive, Taizong's lineage will never have any hope of inheriting the throne."

"The foundation of a country is to establish the eldest son as the heir. After the Ming Dynasty entered the cultivation stage, the most important thing is not how many Daluo Jinxian or Quasi-Sage cultivators there are in the court."

"It's not about how many soldiers and generals you have, or how vast your territory is. Only two words are most important."

"rule!"

Zhu Zhanji was unconvinced and retorted:

"Dad, how do you know what will happen in the future?"

"You didn't go to the future with me."

Zhu Gaozhi sighed:

"Silly boy, what's wrong with practicing? It's still the same set of rules, just called differently."

"You have to remember, the stronger your cultivation is, the more you need to understand what you can do and what you can't do, because..."

At this point, Zhu Gaozhi's mind moved, and he transmitted the following words to Zhu Zhanji through telepathy:

"Because, throughout the Ming Dynasty, it is you, the Emperor Taizu, who has the final say over the lives of hundreds of millions of people!"

Subsequently.

Zhu Gaozhi, along with the distraught Zhu Zhanji, began to decorate the secret room.

The map of Ming Dynasty's territory, the distribution of troops, armor... and other things were all hidden by the father and son.

Instead, there was a stone table, four chairs, dozens of delicacies, and luminous cups of fine wine.

In order to prevent any omissions, Zhu Gaozhi even used a secret technique to conjure up the King of Han and the King of Zhao, and pretended to drink and have fun with the father and son.

To ensure that once the matter was exposed, as long as the King of Han and the King of Zhao refused to admit it, the Kings of Qin and Jin would have no evidence.

After everything was arranged, Zhu Zhanji hesitated for a moment and asked quietly:

"Dad, are you really doing this because of the brotherhood between you and those two bastards?"

Zhu Gaozhi looked towards the direction of Prince Yan's Mansion and said quietly:

"It's not just brotherly love, it's also... father-son love."

"Your second uncle is right. As a son, how can I sit back and watch my father get beaten?"

"Practice is to cultivate your thoughts, not to survive in this world. If you can tolerate this, then what is the point of practicing for your father?"

……

the other side.

Several hours passed, and at dusk, a ray of fairy light left the Prince of Yan's Mansion.

Zhu Gaoxu, the Prince of Han, and Zhu Gaosui, the Prince of Zhao, who were hiding in the dark, sensed the aura of Emperor Xingzong from the fairy light, smiled at each other, and their expressions became excited.

"Third brother, are you ready?"

"Second brother, I've been ready for a long time!" As they spoke, the two brothers waited patiently for Emperor Xingzong to return to the palace, and at the same time they used their magical powers.

"buzz"

In an instant, the two of them underwent a drastic change!
Whether it was the appearance, the aura, or the clothing, everything became completely different from before.

No matter who comes, it is impossible to recognize the true identities of these two brothers.

At this time.

"boom"

The gate of Prince Yan's Mansion was kicked open heavily, and the two wooden doors carved from thousand-year-old wood shattered into pieces in mid-air.

Then, Qin Wang Zhu Chong was seen wearing intact clothes, seemingly uninjured, and walked out of Yan Wang Mansion with a proud look on his face, saying loudly:
"Old Four, your gate is too fragile. This is not my fault."

"One day, I will find some wood for you in the underworld and give it to you, so that the gate of your Prince Yan's Mansion will look a little more majestic."

Jin Wang Zhu Gang also looked like he was the same as before, following the Qin Wang and said with a smile:

"Second brother, how about sending some more evil spirits to the fourth brother as guards?"

"After all, he is a vassal king of the Ming Dynasty. The servants in his mansion are so weak. If they were in the Prince Jin's mansion, I would have slapped them to death long ago."

"Fourth Brother, I didn't mean to insult you when I said that. It's just that your Prince Yan's Mansion... is so poor."

The next second, a long sword came through the air, carrying the aura of Prince Yan Zhu Di.

at the same time.

Prince Yan Zhu Di was filled with anger, and a weak voice came out:

"roll!!!"

After Qin Wang Zhu Chong easily blocked the sword, he laughed and took Jin Wang Zhu Gang back to the underworld.

Judging from the way they looked, it seemed that just now in Prince Yan's Mansion, facing Ming Xingzong's treatment, the two brothers had the upper hand.

Prince of Yan Zhu Di, who had not appeared in public until now, seemed to be seriously hurt just by listening to the voice.

This scene was perceived by the minds of those who were watching stealthily and in hiding all around.

Many civil and military officials of the Ming Dynasty could not help but murmur and discuss in low voices:

"That shouldn't be the case. How could it be that His Royal Highness Prince Yan was punished? Those two seem to be completely unchanged."

"Alas, His Royal Highness Prince Yan was too frank and suffered an undeserved disaster."

"Ahem, be careful with your words. Be careful that the demon-killing guards hear you and complain to His Majesty Xingzong."

"What's the matter? His Royal Highness the Prince of Yan did nothing wrong in this matter. Why is only His Royal Highness the Prince of Yan being punished?"

"Perhaps, the two princes are also holding on?"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible. The auras of the two princes have not changed."

Zhu Gaoxu, the Prince of Han, and Zhu Gaosui, the Prince of Zhao, listened to the discussions in the divine thoughts and disappeared silently.

……

Fengtian Cave.

After Ming Xingzong Zhu Biao came back, he sensed the scene at the gate of Prince Yan's Mansion, and sighed helplessly, saying:
"Second brother, third brother, you are really obsessed with face and suffer for it. You obviously have only one tenth of your cultivation left, but you still force yourself to pretend."

"Since when did we brothers fall to this level of intrigue and conspiracy?"

When he punished his three younger brothers just now, he showed no mercy.

Even if the King of Qin and the King of Jin were at the quasi-saint level, their injuries would only be more serious instead of being unscathed.

Ming Xingzong Zhu Biao was very sure of this. (End of this chapter)