Daming Zhu Di: Father, why aren't you dead? !

Chapter 42 Hong Xi: Let them Rebel First (Please read the monthly pass!)
"The next imperial decree is to depose the grandson and concubine Sun."

In fact, it would be more straightforward to kill, but it would hurt Xiao Zhu's heart too much to say it, and Ji Boying didn't need to say it.

As soon as Ji Boying's words came out, except for Lao Zhu, Lao Zhu Di and Zhu Gaochi were slightly surprised. Obviously, they didn't expect that Ji Boying would ask Zhu Di to issue such an imperial edict.

"No!"

"Sun's nature is pure and good..."

Zhu Zhanji hurriedly opened his mouth, wanting to intercede for his little wife, but he didn't finish speaking.

"Follow the words of the immortal master."

Old Zhu Di nodded solemnly, and a murderous intent flashed in the depths of his eyes.

In old Zhu Di's view, the immortal's words are naturally not wrong, and the immortal has a lot of time to take the time to deliberately raise such a thing, then this Sun family must be harmful to the country.

Zhu Zhanji, who has been following the old Zhu Di for many years as a small follower, can naturally sense the killing intent of the old Zhu Di.

"grandfather…"

Zhu Zhanji still wanted to intercede, but Zhu Gaochi grabbed him.

In fact, Big Fatty’s feelings towards Sun’s family are not bad. She is a pretty and smart daughter-in-law. At that time, Big Fatty saw that the little girl was a stunning embryo who could improve the appearance genes of the old Zhu’s family, so he agreed to Sun’s going to Zhu Zhanji’s side.

But if he knew what the Sun family would do in the future, he might use the 200 jin of meat to chop people up with a knife.

"Okay, old Zhu, the work is done, and your time is almost up, go back first, it's time to rest earlier."

Ji Boying knew that Lao Zhu would have to get up early tomorrow to go to work, abolish the prime minister, establish a new policy, and so on. Although Lao Zhu is famous in history books for being energetic, it is not a good thing for middle-aged and elderly people to stay up late.

"Brother won't go back together?"

"I still have something to do with Zhu Di."

Old Zhu was stunned, we can't know what's going on here, and we have to talk to the fourth child of Yongle Dynasty alone.

Old Zhu Di turned his face straight, and glanced at Zhu Gaochi.

"My son retire."

Zhu Gaochi was very sensible, and immediately got up and dragged the uncomfortable Zhu Zhanji out of the hall.

"Since that's the case, let's go back first, brother is too tired."

Old Zhu nodded.

It was also at this moment that Lao Zhu's figure gradually became illusory and finally disappeared.

This scene made old Zhu Di straighten his eyes.

"I don't know what the immortal master has ordered."

Old Zhu Di took a deep breath.

The Emperor Yongle, who had experienced many battles and ruled the world for nearly 20 years, gave people the illusion of inexplicable nervousness when facing Ji Boying alone.

"I want to start a class, and I need you to accompany me to recruit some students."

Ji Boying stood up, stretched his waist, and his muscles and bones all creaked.

'Recruiting students? '

'Could it be that the immortal master wants to accept disciples? ! '

Old Zhu Di was taken aback for a moment, but he quickly came to his senses.

"I don't know who the immortal master wants to accept as a disciple, so I will order him here."

"We'll go by ourselves."

Zhu Di was even more shocked. The students who can be recruited by the immortal teacher in person must be amazing and peerless talents, and he must reuse them.

"Since that's the case, I will summon the driver now."

"no need."

As soon as Ji Boying finished speaking, the entire Yangju Hall suddenly became empty, without a single person.

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Hongwu time and space.

Yingtian Forbidden City, Qianqing Palace and Nuange.

At night in early spring, it is quiet and pleasant, and the slight cold wind blows through the crack of the door, making people feel cool.

When Lao Zhu appeared in the Nuan Pavilion, his expression was a little bit confused. Looking at the familiar layout of the pavilion in front of him, he was amazed.

"The law of the immortal is unpredictable!"

Old Zhu Mingming remembered that he disappeared from Zuixianlou, and now he went straight back to the Forbidden City.

"Heavchi, you're back."

Beside the bed, Empress Ma sat quietly on the bed, watching Zhu Yuanzhang who suddenly appeared, without any panic.

The queen's bedroom is in the Kunning Palace, but this time Empress Ma is in the Qianqing Palace, obviously waiting for Lao Zhu's return on purpose.

With a heavy eight, he called back the ecstatic old Zhu.

"Sister, we have gained a lot today."

"Our minds are a little messed up, let's talk to you, and you can read it for us."

The conversation in Zuixianlou was okay, Zhu Biao was there to record it, but in Yongle Time and Space, it was still a bit vague, and when Lao Zhu was in doubt about something, he would go to Queen Ma.

Old Zhu rushed to the bedside excitedly, but when he saw Empress Ma's slightly pale face, he showed distressed expression.

"Don't worry, I've already taken the medicine given by Ji Xianshi, and I'll get better soon."

Empress Ma's smile is full of healing, at least for Lao Zhu, no matter how irritable or bored, as long as he is in front of Empress Ma, he can be swept away.

"Come on, sit down and tell me what the immortal master told you."

Old Zhu chuckled, immediately took off his boots and got on the couch, holding Queen Ma in his arms.

"Sister, after you left Zuixian Tower..."

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Hongxi time and space.

In the first year of Hongxi, Shuntian Mansion and the Forbidden City.

After the death of an emperor in the Ming Dynasty, according to the procedure, there were twelve funeral ceremonies: bathing, meal inclusion, small burial, beheading clothes, a few feasts, catalpa palace, big coffin, clothing, peace of mind, erecting Ming Jing, posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous title, posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous title, posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous ceremony, posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous burial.

The Hall of Renzhi is located behind the Hall of Martial Arts.

This is the resting place of Emperor Yongle through the ages, and it is set up as a few banquet halls.

At this time, outside the hall, white sails fluttered continuously, and a large number of concubines and women in plain clothes were kneeling and crying.

The sky is slightly sleepy, and it is already dawn.

A figure in mourning clothes passed through the crowd at an extremely fast speed and entered the side hall of the Banquet Hall. All the way in, all the attendants who passed by knelt and bowed their heads, opened the curtain, and came to a big fat man lying on the couch coughing.

"Father, are you too tired these days?"

Zhu Zhanji quickly supported his father.

"Why don't you rest for a while, anyway, there is no rush for this moment."

Zhu Gaochi took a breath and looked at his eldest son.

"Don't think that I don't know what you're thinking, brat. Your second and third uncles have just entered the banquet hall. Let me remind you to remove the people you arranged. At this time, you must not act rashly."

As soon as Zhu Zhanji heard this, his face changed, and there was murderous intent in his eyes.

"Father, the second and third uncles won't let it go, they will definitely make a fuss about grandpa's death! Rather than that, it's better to end it now!"

As soon as the words came out, Zhu Gaochi took a sip.

"To shut up!"

"Since you don't listen to me, can you do well in my seat?!"

After speaking, he coughed violently again.

Zhu Zhanji quickly knelt down, lowered his head, and clenched his fists.

Fatty looked at his eldest son, took a deep breath, and his eyes were full of meaning.

"You have to remember."

"It's better to let them rebel first, and you must not do it first."

"Otherwise, the first imperial decree of the new dynasty is to depose your crown prince."

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