Daming: the Bear Child of the Yongle Family

"I have enjoyed all the glory and wealth that I should have enjoyed."

"I can't let go of anything."

"My old fellow, let's make room for truly talented people."

Yang Pu pondered for a moment after listening to the prince's words.

He glanced at the prince, and then at Yang Shiqi and Yang Rong, who were also helpless and undecided at the moment.

Yang Pu sighed, brushed his sleeves and sighed,

"Even so, but here, he can't be decided by just a few of us!"

Yang Rong nodded in agreement,

"Yes."

"Speaking of one thousand and ten thousand, the final decision on this matter has to be the emperor."

"It's not enough for the emperor to make a decision."

"I still have to listen to the opinions of the ministers in the cabinet."

The prince nodded,

"After the emperor's clerk triumphs, this celebration feast will be over."

"I will find an opportunity to resign from the emperor!"

Yang Shiqi still had some concerns in his heart.

"It's natural for you to give up your position in the Eastern Palace.

"I'm afraid that this Han King Zhao Wang will not obey!"

Having said that, Yang Shiqi thought of something again, and glanced at the prince with a slightly cramped expression.

"Prince Prince, when I was on the Northern Expedition, I met my grandson."

The prince was stunned when he heard the sound, and saw that Yang Shiqi did not speak, but quietly waited for his next sentence.

Yang Shiqi said quietly,

"On the matter of Yi Chu, don't say that King Zhao of Han is not willing to obey."

"I think it's even your own son."

"Grandson!"

"He can't agree either!"

Yang Pu and Yang Rong both nodded in agreement.

indeed!

This grandson has been standing for so many years.

Taisun has always been under the emperor's knees.

Whether it's literary riding or martial arts.

They are all cultivated according to the specifications of the prince.

in other words.

As soon as Taisun was born, just look at the auspiciousness on that day.

Everyone knows that this is the future prince!

The second-in-line heir has been the crown prince for so many years.

The reservists have been preparing for so many years!

Okay now, you suddenly said that you don't let people do it, let them take their minds and stop thinking about messing things up.

Who can have an opinion on this? !

Who can be happy with this?

San Yang glanced at each other and shook their heads helplessly.

Anyway, if this matter is put on me, then I will definitely not be happy!

Seeing San Yang's embarrassed look, the prince also shook his head in embarrassment.

He also felt sorry for his son.

He has been cultivating for so many years, and he definitely hopes that his son will be in the high position of the ninety-five.

However, no matter how brave his son was, he was not at all competitive compared to Zhu Gaoyu.

How can this be good?

The prince shook his head, thought for a moment, and said,

"It is true that the position of the prince is indeed a sweet pastry."

"But there is only one throne.

"The palms and backs are full of meat."

"It's really hard to decide."

"or..."

The prince's words changed, and Yang Shiqi and the others looked at him slightly curiously.

The prince went on to say,

"A few days ago, several southern officials jointly handed over a book."

"It's a murder case that hasn't been convicted for many years."

"This case is very involved. For more than ten years, many officials have not come to a conclusion."

"I looked strangely tight.

"No, when the emperor comes back, I will tell the emperor.

"Who solved this case?

"Whose is the storage seat?!"

"What do you think?".

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Yang Shiqi frowned,

"In the opinion of the old minister, who will be the crown prince will be decided based on just one case."

"It's still somewhat sloppy."

Yang Pu and Yang Rong nodded in agreement.

The prince sighed,

"If that's the case, then wait for the emperor to return~ Come and see."

"The emperor is always coming back-."

"Let's talk about it later."

"It's useless to say so much now."

"Yes." San Yang gave the prince a complicated look and nodded in response.

...................................

After half a month.

Ying Tianfu city gate opened wide.

Zhu Di led the army to victory. He rode a brown horse in the forefront, and the two brothers, the King of Han and the King of Zhao, stood on the left and right sides of Zhu Di.

Han Wang rode a brown horse staggeringly pacing the streets of the sky with a proud face.

The people on Tianjie craned their necks to watch the magnificent Ming army step into the city gate.

The people looked a little excited.

The imperial court has long released news that this time the emperor of the Northern Expedition will triumph in his personal expedition.

The emperor personally led his troops back to the city and wanted to accept the worship of the people on Tianjie.

Zhu Di rode a tall brown horse to the center of Yingtianfu Tianjie.

Standing in front of him at this moment was the prince and others who had received the news long ago and had been waiting in Tianjie for a long time.

The Crown Prince and other ministers, including San Yang, looked at the mighty army behind Zhu Di, and their expressions were a little excited.

The prince shook his fat face, looked at Zhu Di excitedly, and then led Baiguan Yingying to kneel.

"My son welcomes the emperor."

"Congratulations to the emperor on his victory in the Northern Expedition!"

As soon as the prince's voice fell, San Yang and other ministers knelt down one after another, and the people who were standing on both sides of Tianjie watching the excitement also knelt down together.

The ministers shouted excitedly together,

"Chen and others congratulate the emperor on his successful triumph!"

The shouts of the ministers in unison infected the people of Yingtian.

The people bowed their heads and shouted excitedly,

"Emperor Hong Fu Qi Tian!"

"Long live the emperor, long live!"

"Long live the emperor, long live!"

Zhu Di nodded slightly with satisfaction as he looked at the sight of hundreds of officials and thousands of people worshipping at the moment.