Daming Greedy Wolf Star

Chapter 302
In history, there are different opinions on the cause of death of Zhu Gaochi, Renzong of Ming Dynasty, but there is still no conclusion.

Some people say that Zhu Gaochi has physical reasons. Obesity is never a good thing. Zhu Gaochi is not only too fat, but also has foot problems.

In addition, during the Yongle period, although Zhu Di was the nominal emperor, Zhu Gaochi was in charge of the country's affairs for almost more than half of the time. Even if Zhu Di did not go to the north, the prince Zhu Gaochi would still share some government affairs.

Therefore, combining these reasons, some people think that Zhu Gaochi actually collapsed from exhaustion, which was caused by years of overwork and illness.

In addition to this statement, there are other statements, but Zhu Zhanhe believes that these statements are quite outrageous and not as credible as the first one.

Some people say that Zhu Gaochi is actually a hypocrite, but in the early stage, because Zhu Di liked the King of Han who was more like himself, he suppressed and encouraged the prince's lineage, so Zhu Gaochi had to restrain his nature.

But after Zhu Di died of illness in Yumuchuan, Zhu Gaochi successfully ascended the throne. Without his father's suppression, his true nature was exposed.

After he ascended the throne, he pursued pleasure to his heart's content, indulged in sensuality, and indulged in excessive sexual desires, which eventually led to the complete collapse of his already poor body.

In addition to this statement, there is another even more outrageous claim that Zhu Gaochi's death was planned by Zhu Zhanji.

The argument supporting this statement is that Zhu Gaochi sent Zhu Zhanji to Fengyang Prefecture to guard the mausoleum in April of the first year of Hongxi, because Zhu Gaochi at that time wanted to move the capital back to Nanjing.

But just one month later, Zhu Gaochi died suddenly in Shuntian Mansion. After learning the news, Han Wang Zhu Gaoxu set up an ambush on the road, hoping to ambush his eldest nephew, but in the end he did not even see Zhu Zhanji's face.

Zhu Zhanji seemed to have teleported. He disappeared from Fengyang Mansion and appeared directly in Shuntian Mansion, bypassing Zhu Gaoxu's interception and successfully ascending the throne.

Therefore, some people think that Zhu Zhanji did not go to Fengyang Mansion at all, but was waiting for an opportunity to murder his own father.

Of course, this statement is a bit too absurd, and Zhu Zhanhe doesn't think so. He thinks the first view is more reliable, the second view is also possible, but unlikely, and the third view is pure nonsense.

However, these have nothing to do with him now, because now that things have happened, we have to find a way instead of exploring the reasons that caused things to happen.

Looking at Astrakhan in front of him, Zhu Zhanhe sighed softly.

……

Xiangzhou Mansion, Wu Palace.

Zhu Gaoxu, who had just returned from Bo Ni Country, his first reaction after hearing the news was to pass it on to his son, and then came to his second son.

"You should know why your brother trains you like this, and you should also know why there is a place for you here, right?"

Looking at his second son, Zhu Gaoxu had a serious expression and an even more serious tone.

"I know." Zhu Zhanqi nodded slightly.

Today's Zhu Zhanqi is no longer the Zhu Zhanqi who was obsessed with hatred. After years of training, he now understands a lot of things.

Even today's Zhu Zhanqi is no worse than the crown prince Zhu Zhanji.

This is not to say that Zhu Zhanji is less talented than Zhu Zhanqi, but the difference in situation and mentality ultimately leads to different results.

Zhu Zhanji has always regarded Zhu Zhanhe as his enemy, and Zhu Zhanhe's actions have never stopped in these years, expanding the territory of the Ming Dynasty, proposing and implementing new tax systems, and most importantly, it has even become the most important income of the Ming Dynasty so far. It can be said that Zhu Zhanhe single-handedly contributed to the food source.

It is no exaggeration to say that for the Ming Dynasty to have such a prosperous age, their grandfather Emperor Yongle had to stand aside, and Zhu Zhanhe should be the first to contribute.

Taking such a person as an opponent and constantly pursuing him as an opponent has distorted Zhu Zhanji's mentality.

Maybe he is still very good, but compared to him in history, compared to the current Zhu Zhanhe, and even compared to Zhu Zhanqi, he has fallen behind.

Because Zhu Zhanqi is different from him.

With such an outstanding brother as Zhu Zhanhe, and because he was a concubine, Zhu Zhanqi actually had no idea at first, because no matter how outstanding his brother was or the rules of this era, he was the impossible one. people.

Therefore, Zhu Zhanqi placed himself in the position of a helper from the beginning. The best outcome he expected was that his brother would become the emperor and he would become an idle prince.

At most, he is a prince who can govern his own fief like his brother.

In this state of having no desires or desires, I learn faster.

"Dad, I know everything." Zhu Zhanqi lowered his head, but his voice was not weak at all.

"So, on this matter... you should listen to my brother."

"Okay." Zhu Gaoxu smiled happily.

Life is actually a matter of mentality.

Zhu Zhanqi corrected his mentality and position very well.

He knew very well that if his brother hadn't intervened, he would still be a person immersed in hatred and unable to extricate himself. As for the end...

Now that he is no longer entangled by hatred, he doesn't know what will happen, but he knows one thing, that is, it will definitely not be very good.

But what about now?
He originally had nothing, but he had almost everything that people longed for, including father's love and the maternal love that Princess Wu gave him that was not maternal love.

It is even very likely that his brother will give him a piece of fiefdom in the future.

Now, what is he not satisfied with?

Zhu Gaoxu didn't know very well what his second son was thinking, but he could probably guess some of it, which was why he was happy.

However, neither Zhu Gaoxu nor Zhu Zhanqi ever thought that Zhu Zhanhe might have given his younger brother more.

In addition to the mainland of the Central Plains, plus the Indochina Peninsula, the Delhi Sultanate, and the Timurid Empire that Zhu Zhanhe conquered, and even...

Judging from Zhu Zhanhe's past record, the Europe he is looking at is likely to be labeled Ming Dynasty.

Almost the entire Eurasian continent, Zhu Zhanhe knew very well from the very beginning that such a large place cannot be managed by one person.

and so……

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Xiangzhou Mansion is harmonious, but Shuntian Mansion is not.

When the emperor falls ill, whether it is a serious illness or a minor illness, it is enough for everyone to pay attention to it, and it can even cause panic.

"Cough cough cough..."

As soon as he drank the medicine, Zhu Gaochi couldn't stop coughing. The waiter who was waiting at the side saw this and quickly brought the tray over.

"If you don't want to eat, don't eat..." Zhu Gaochi looked pale and waved his hand.

"After eating sugar, I feel more like coughing."

"Can you do it without eating?" Mrs. Zhang, who walked all the way from Princess Yan to the Queen, looked at her husband with worry.

"It's okay, it's over forbearance." Zhu Gaochi waved his hand, picked up the water glass and took a sip, but he gargled his mouth and spit it out.

"Where's today's discount? Isn't it here yet?"

"When has it been!? You still care about Zhezi!?" Zhang was furious, tears welling up in her eyes, but she finally held it back.

"I can't care less..." Zhu Gaochi sighed softly and moved with some effort to move his legs out.

Seeing this, Ms. Zhang quickly helped her husband stand up.

"First, the old man passed away due to illness, and now I'm sick again. Let's not talk about Wala, let's talk about slave Gandusi. I don't know what kind of chaos it will be like!"

"Zhan Ji, I thought he could take charge of his own business, but Zhan He, his opponent, has blinded him. I can't trust him to handle these matters now."

Mrs. Zhang didn't say anything when she saw this. She just lowered her head and helped her husband to the desk.

Emperor, it's really not a good job, at least not in Zhang's opinion.

My husband's grandfather, Zhu Yuanzhang, the great ancestor of the Ming Dynasty, visited three dynasties a day, once in the morning, once in the afternoon and once in the evening.

When it came to my father-in-law, at the beginning, he wanted to imitate Emperor Taizu Gao, but it didn't take long for him to change it to once every two days.

But even so, his father-in-law often assigned work to his husband.

But now, although my husband fell ill not only because of fatigue, but physical reasons also accounted for a large part, but fatigue is an inseparable relationship.

There's even...

Mrs. Zhang looked east and sighed.

As a woman, even though she was a queen, she couldn't speak out about this kind of thing.

"Come here..." Ms. Zhang waved and called the chamberlain on the side.

……

Wala, suddenly Lan suddenly loses temperature.

The three of Mahamu gathered together again, this was the sixth time in the past two years.

"What should we do?" Mahamu spoke first. This was their usual practice.

In fact, if we really talk about it, they have to thank the Ming Dynasty, because if it were not for the relationship between the Ming Dynasty and the Ming Dynasty, Wala would not be so united.

Zhu Di's previous canonization put great pressure on the three of Mahamu. Even though they knew that this was Zhu Di's plan, conflicts inevitably emerged between them.

Fortunately now, facing an unprecedented crisis, they have united.

"What should I do?" Taiping was used to being sharp-tongued, and he didn't get angry when he spoke.

"Why, Emperor Hongxi fell ill, so you and I have a chance?"

"Don't forget, we are never worried about Emperor Hong Xi. We are even the ones who want Emperor Hong Xi to live a long life the most, because only with this kind of person as emperor can we develop better."

"Now, Emperor Hongxi is ill, which is not a good thing for us."

"Yeah..." Tupolo also sighed.

"Needless to say, that little brat Zhu Zhanhe was driven away in the past two years. Otherwise..."

Tupolo glanced at Mahamu and Taiping, and his expression became very solemn.

"You have seen the fate of Siam, the Sultan of Delhi, and even Timur."

"If that little brat Zhu Zhanhe had finally stayed in Kyoto in Nanming, I guess it would not have been them, but us, who would have been banned."

"Well, in that case..." Mahamu sat up straight and his tone became serious.

"Send an envoy to visit? Can you bring some more medicinal materials by the way? I always feel that little brat Zhu Zhanji is not a good person."

"Hmph..." Taiping snorted coldly.

"That little brat is much crueler than Zhu Zhanhe..."

"Oh? Why did you say that?" Mahamu's ears perked up.

"Hmph, that boy..." Taiping held his thigh with his left hand and his chin with his right hand, his face full of amusement.

"Zhu Zhanhe is cruel, but he never takes action against Nanming's own people. Even if he does, it would be a corrupt official. But this kid Zhu Zhanji is different."

"He doesn't care who is his own or not, as long as he dares to block his way, he will do it indiscriminately..."

(End of this chapter)