Daming Greedy Wolf Star

Chapter 284 Wish
Xiangzhou Mansion, the old Siam Palace.

The palace was already in chaos. A large group of people who should not be in the palace on weekdays were walking around the palace openly, but no one said anything wrong.

Behind the palace is Zhu Gaoxu's bedroom.

"Dad." Zhu Zhanhe looked at his father in front of him with mixed feelings in his heart.

My own father, I personally carved a memorial tablet for his father who was far away in Shuntian Mansion, and I just held him quietly for two days.

Ugh……

With a sigh, Zhu Zhanhe waved his hand and dismissed the servants around him.

Sitting cross-legged, regardless of whether the ground was cool or not, Zhu Zhanhe just sat next to his father, raising his head and looking at the Buddha statue in the niche.

This is the place where my mother usually chants sutras and worships Buddha. Tablets are very particular. Whether they are birth tablets for praying for living people or spiritual tablets for ancestors, they cannot be placed randomly.

In Xiangzhou Prefecture, the family of King Wu was not qualified to open an ancestral hall, so they could only build a small grid similar to a Buddhist niche and enshrine the old man's tablet on it.

"Dad, do you want to go?"

I don't know how long it took, but Zhu Zhanhe felt that his lips were dry before he slowly spoke.

Hearing these words, Zhu Gaoxu's eyes finally glowed.

However, it is fleeting.

"Forget it..." Zhu Gaoxu stood up slowly, took down the Buddha statue from the niche, and put the old man's tablet on it.

After respectfully saluting and offering incense, Zhu Gaoxu knelt on the futon under the Buddhist niche.

"I really want to go..."

"You can go if you want!" Zhu Zhanhe stood up suddenly.

however……

"Stop!" Zhu Gaoxu suddenly spoke and stopped his son.

Kneeling on the futon, his eyes were fixed on the tablet. The simple words on it seemed to be everything to Zhu Gaoxu.

"Your grandfather... doesn't want me to go. This... may be his last... wish."

"just forget it."

Zhu Zhanhe remained silent.

As the Crown Prince of Wu, as someone who has conquered a large territory, as someone who has been in power for more than ten years.

How could Zhu Zhanhe not know what would happen if he entered Beijing at this time?
However, Zhu Zhanhe has never been afraid.

When he was on the grassland, he was not afraid when he first proposed building a Jingguan. He was not afraid when Annan set fire to the mountains. He was still not afraid when the Japanese massacred the city.

How could he be afraid of a mere Shuntian Mansion?
But no.

Normally, Zhu Zhanhe wouldn't care if the twist was sweet or not, as long as it was twisted, he would be happy.

But now, he is facing his father. If the melon is twisted off, it will be useless.

"Since you know all about it, then it shouldn't be like this." Zhu Zhanhe sighed softly and knelt beside his father.

"You know grandpa doesn't want you to go to Beijing, doesn't want the Ming Dynasty to be in chaos, and doesn't want our Zhu family to kill each other..."

"Then you should cheer up instead of feeling miserable here."

"I know..." Zhu Gaoxu took a deep breath and his eyes became firm.

With his hands on the ground, Zhu Gaoxu kowtowed three times slowly but firmly, and then stood up.

"Where's Zhanqi?"

"It's in front." Zhu Zhanhe also stood up, looking at the tablet in front of him, his eyes narrowed.

"You have been here for two days. The affairs of Xiangzhou Mansion and the Sultan of Delhi still need to be handled by someone. I am already preparing to go to the Timurid Empire again. Those things can only be done by Zhan Qi."

"Going to the Timur Empire?" Zhu Gaoxu was stunned for a moment, seeming to be confused that his son was going out to fight at this time.

Zhu Zhanhe smiled slightly: "I know that you are upset, but who knows about the upset in my heart?"

"Non-vegetation, ruthless Practice makes perfect?"

"Grandpa passed away, do you think you are the only one who feels uncomfortable?"

"You don't have to believe me. After all, I've been too adventurous over the years and always seem to be jumping around the limit of grandpa's endurance, but you have to believe in Zhan Qi."

"You locked yourself up here for two days, and Zhanqi locked himself up in the study for two days. There was nothing else except the officials coming in and out."

"Me too, I always need to vent, but besides fighting, I can't think of any other way."

……

When Zhu Gaoxu heard this, he felt helpless and distressed.

"You...don't go." After holding back for a long time, Zhu Gaoxu choked out such a sentence.

"Huh?" Zhu Zhanhe looked at his father in surprise.

"You should know that I went to the Timur Empire not just for the war, but also for the affairs of the Mu family."

"The Mu family had been prepared before. If it hadn't been for the news of grandpa's death and funeral, they would have set off in the next two days."

"Today's Timurid Empire has not one out of ten people, and the disaster of crop failure is far from over, so it is very easy to win people's hearts over there."

"I know you believe in the Mu family, and I do too, but if you believe, you can't be completely defenseless, right?"

"I just didn't let you go, but I didn't say I wouldn't let others go." Zhu Gaoxu shook his head slowly and turned to look at his son.

"I mean...I'm going!"

"Are you going?" Zhu Zhanhe felt like he had been hit hard on the head.

It is not surprising that he had such a reaction. Ever since he vassalized Yunnan, that is, since the ninth year of Yongle, Zhu Gaoxu has never led an army. Whether it is Indochina or South Asia and Central and Western Asia, it is Zhu Zhanhe who leads the army.

Such a sentence suddenly popped out, which really made Zhu Zhanhe unable to guess what he was thinking.

"What do you want to do? Do you simply want to fight? Or do you plan to leave me at home and take over your previous work of handling government affairs?"

"I'm telling you, don't even think about this. I have no intention of getting the Sultan of Delhi. I've prepared everything for Zhan Qi. I am the eldest son and I want to inherit your title. From now on, Yunnan will be my home. At most, it includes Xiangzhou Prefecture."

"No..." Seeing that his son had misunderstood him and was still thinking about talking, Zhu Gaoxu interrupted his son with a wave of his hand.

"Let Zhan Qi handle the family matters for the time being. I will accompany the Mu family to the Timur Empire, and you will go to Huguang."

???

Zhu Zhanhe's head was filled with questions, and he looked at his father with doubts in his eyes.

"You just said you wouldn't let me enter Beijing, and now you want me to go to Huguang area?"

"Do you know that if I go to the Huguang area, the world will be in chaos? Although it is not as big as the impact of directly entering Yingtian, I'm afraid it won't be much different!"

"I know." Zhu Gaoxu patted his son on the shoulder and looked to the northeast.

"In the Huguang area, the Maitreya sect, which had previously attracted followers with the intention of rebelling, is showing signs of resurgence. Return to Yunnan and take some people with you to deal with it before the Mu family's Mu family army is disbanded."

"Maybe you can't kill them all, but just do what's visible on the surface."

"It's... the last thing I will do for your grandfather and your uncle..."

(End of this chapter)