Ming Dynasty: My father Yongle, Forever Reigns Over Mountains and Rivers

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Enter Beijing!

Zhu Zhanji gave the order and was about to enter the imperial capital.

However, the next moment, soldiers from the Wucheng Army and Horse Division came galloping over and surrounded Zhu Zhanji and his party.

What are you doing?

He is the great grandson Zhu Zhanji!

Do you dare to offend me and conspire against me?

The scribe shouted loudly, his tone obviously a bit harsh.

Zhu Zhanji looked at these soldiers with cold eyes and an ugly expression.

He did not expect that after two or three years, when he returned to the Ming Dynasty Capital, he would see such a scene.

King of Han Zhu Gaoxu, you are really ambitious!

I am Zhu Zhanji, grandson of the Ming Dynasty!

Do you really want to commit the crime below and conspire against me?

Hearing his words, the soldiers of the Bingma Division hesitated and silently put away their weapons.

The grandson's status is the same as that of the prince, and he is also the crown prince of the country.

They just pointed weapons at His Highness Taisun. They were indeed committing the crime of disrespect!

My eldest nephew, we haven't seen each other for a few days, but you are so brave?

Zhu Gaoxu rode over, not hiding the murderous intent on his face.

Originally, he had always been skeptical, thinking that the mastermind behind the scenes might not be Zhu Zhanji, a bastard.

Zhu Gaoxu recalled that there were records in history books that the relationship between Zhu Gaochi and his grandson Zhu Zhanji was not harmonious. Especially after Zhu Gaochi ascended the throne and proclaimed himself emperor and Zhu Zhanji was promoted to prince, the father and son were in power. Due to different concepts, fierce conflicts broke out many times.

It ended with the prince Zhu Zhanji being demoted to Nanjing to supervise the country. You must know that Yongle had moved its capital at that time, and the capital of the Ming Dynasty was in Peiping, not Nanjing.

All signs indicate that after Big Fatty successfully ascended the throne, there were conflicts between him and the prince Zhu Zhanji.

There are even conspiracy theorists who have carefully analyzed Zhu Zhanji’s actions before and after Big Fatty’s death, looking for clues from piles of historical materials, and boldly speculated that Big Fatty Zhu Gaochi might have died in the aftermath of his biological son Zhu Zhanji. In hand!

Of course, this conspiracy theory is basically impossible.

But Zhu Gaoxu knew one thing better: Zhu Zhanji's relationship with Big Pangpang was not harmonious, and that was enough.

So as His Royal Highness, Zhu Zhanji designed the prince to frame the King of Han. When both of them fell, his Highness, the Grand Sun, could naturally supervise the country's governance, and would undoubtedly be the biggest beneficiary!

Based on the blood and family ties deep in his heart, Zhu Gaoxu was just skeptical about this. Like Zhu Di, he did not want to believe that this was Zhu Zhanji's doing.

However, not long after Emperor Yongle's order was issued obediently, his grandson Zhu Zhanji appeared outside the gate of the imperial capital. Is there anything more to say?

He, Zhu Zhanji, had long known that there would be chaos in the capital and that something would happen to the prince, so he set out from Peking early in advance.

Who else could be the mastermind behind the scenes besides Zhu Zhanji?

The moment he saw Prince Han, Zhu Zhanji's expression immediately changed.

Shocked, confused, puzzled... but mostly angry!

King of Han!

Why are you in the capital?

Shouldn't you be in Jiangnan at this moment?

Zhu Zhanji felt a little chill in his heart. Han Wang Zhu Gaoxu suddenly returned to Beijing, hiding it from everyone, and he was afraid that he really noticed something.

Where do you care I am?

It's you, the emperor's order has not been sent out for a long time, why are you here?

Zhu Zhanji, if you don't explain clearly today, I will really kill you!

The arrogant and domineering Prince Han showed a kind smile and stared at Zhu Zhanji murderously.

If Zhu Zhanji was really the mastermind behind the scenes, he would really kill this cruel little wolf cub!

Putting aside the grievances between him and Zhu Zhanji, Zhu Gaoxu would never allow someone worse than a beast to sit on that dragon chair.

He dared to attack his own father, the prince, for the sake of the throne. After he sat on the throne, he had to kill Zhu Gaoxu. The Crock Pot Chicken was destined to be unable to escape.

Zhu Gaoxu, you are brave!

Your Majesty, how dare you speak rudely now!

In your eyes, do you still have superiority and inferiority, and do you still have the distinction between king and minister?

What the scribe said was extremely sinister, and he almost scolded Zhu Gaoxu in front of everyone for his ambition and conspiracy.

The grandson is the crown prince of the country, and the crown prince is also the prince.

The King of Han is just a king, and he is also a minister in front of the king!

Zhu Gaoxu spoke rudely to Zhu Zhanji and committed the crime below. The ambition of the wolf is clearly revealed!

Scribes!

Xiao Zhengxian!

Zhu Gaoxu smiled!

He remembered Xiao Zhengxian's words before his death.

You killed my Xiao Zhengxian, and there are thousands of Xiao Zhengxians!

It seems that the scribe next to Zhu Zhanji is another Xiao Zhengxian!

So, it makes sense that Zhu Zhanji, who was originally undergoing transformation at the construction site in Peking, suddenly changed his temperament and returned to Beijing privately.

Someone was fanning the flames in his ears, encouraging him!

In other words, this scribe is another figure like Yao Guangxiao, who wants to be a minister of Conglong!

When he thought of this, Zhu Gaoxu immediately took out the Holy Life Gold Medal.

A brilliant golden light pierced everyone's eyes.

When Zhu Zhanji saw the holy gold medal, he gritted his teeth and got off his horse, kneeling to the ground.

Everyone present fell to their knees without exception.

Holy destiny gold medal, as if I were here in person!

Zhu Gaoxu looked at Zhu Zhanji and others with an indifferent expression, and waved directly.

Take them all away!

Zhu Gaoxu, how dare you?!

Zhu Zhanji was stunned and roared viciously.

He didn't expect that Zhu Gaoxu would really dare to take him!

I am my grandson!

You have no right to interfere with Gu's affairs!

With a crisp sound, Zhu Gaoxu stepped forward and slapped Zhu Zhanji hard on the face.

Suddenly being subjected to a big fight, and in front of so many people, Zhu Zhanji went crazy with hatred. He stood up and wanted to fight back, but UU Reading www.uukanshu.net was grabbed by the neck by His Highness the King of Han Dynasty.

Zhu Gaoxu looked at this bastard with an extremely cold expression!

Next time, I will use this brand to beat you to the point where you are looking for teeth. If you don't believe me, you can continue to go crazy and try it!

Recalling the tragic experience of being beaten by him, Zhu Zhanji suddenly trembled, swallowed, and did not dare to lose his mind again.

But the scribe had a face full of panic, and he shouted loudly and noisily such words as Zhu Gaoxu, a national thief and a disaster for the country and the people, until he was knocked unconscious by Nie Xing's knife.

A moment later, deep inside the prison.

The scribe was awakened by the severe pain and let out a shrill wail.

He opened his eyes and saw Nie Xing, the King of Han eagle, using pliers to pull off his fingernails.

The severe pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow made the scribe's whole body begin to convulse.

However, his great grandson Zhu Zhanji, who had high hopes for him, was tied aside at the moment, looking at the bloody scene with horror on his face and his body shaking uncontrollably.

Zhu Gaoxu stood up and stepped forward, picking up a soldering iron from the fire.

The soldering iron burned red, and the intense heat deformed the air.

When the scribe saw this, his face turned pale with fright. He opened his mouth and was about to beg for mercy. However, the next moment the iron fell on his chest.

Tsk, tsk.

Not in a hurry.

Physical punishment is the simplest.

Let's go through it again and again until you tell us something useful.

The pungent smell of barbecue filled the whole place, mixed with the heart-rending screams of the scribes.

His Highness the King of Han showed a kind smile and did not forget to look back at Zhu Zhanji.

The poor Prince Taisun was so frightened by his ferocious and perverted eyes that he almost cried, and roared with horror on his face.

Not in a hurry.

“The truth will eventually come out.”

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