In the twelfth year of Yongle's reign, he settled in Yun Valley.
In the camp of the Ming army, Zhu Di looked solemn and wore a majestic battle armor, showing no anger and self-importance.
Although he is over fifty years old, Zhu Di is still full of energy, with an unconcealable murderous aura flashing between his eyes.
There is thunder in the chest, and the face is like a flat lake!
It is true that the sword is not old yet, and it still shows itself as a hero.
Fan Zhong stood in the hall, cupped his fists and saluted Zhu Di: "Your Majesty, our army's forward Liu Jiang Department and the Oara Army met at the Ganghala Sea!"
"Um."
Zhu Di nodded, without any major emotional fluctuations: "I had expected that our army is well-equipped, and the Ganghala Sea is in trouble. We are waiting for work. We can defeat the enemy in less than an hour. If we fail, the vanguard will be defeated." Don’t come back now.”
After that, Zhu Di looked at the map again, thoughtfully: "The enemy appears in the Ganghala Sea? In this case, our army should rush here and give Mahamu a head-on attack!"
"Call the troops to rush to Hela and Xigan. Everyone go down and prepare."
After waving his hands, only Zhu Di and his personal guard Fan Zhong were left in the originally crowded military tent.
"well."
Zhu Di sat on the chair and rubbed his temples with his hands, feeling quite distressed.
Mahamu? Zhu Di never took him seriously. In his opinion, although Mahamu was the hero of Wala, his national power was weak after all and he was no match for the Ming Dynasty. It only disturbs me occasionally, like ringworm and scabies, which is disgusting.
And the source of this distress has no other source than the sibling rivalry between his two sons.
"Comparing yourself to Tang Taizong?! You bastard, he is Tang Taizong, who am I, the old and dim Li Yuan?!"
Holding the secret letter in his hand, Zhu Di had a calm expression, but his heart was extremely angry.
He never thought that his second son would have such rebellious thoughts, which really disappointed Zhu Di.
When he first conquered the world, he did have the idea of abolishing Gao Chi and establishing Gao Xu, but after entering Jinling, he gave up this idea.
The second child is a brave warrior. Although he is good at fighting, he has no idea of ruling a country.
Throughout the ages, the successor of any king who has experienced a great war must be a stable person who can pass on the country. Gao Xu is completely inferior to Gao Chi in this regard.
Furthermore, Gao Chi is the crown prince of Prince Yan who was personally granted the title by Emperor Taizu. Since he is connected to the orthodox throne, he naturally has to recognize the crown prince chosen by his father, so how can he appoint another son?
but……
The second child has some ability in leading troops to fight, but what if he rebels?
Kill him because of something that never happened?
That was his own bloodline, and he couldn't bear to see brothers killing each other.
In the Zhu family, only his generation is enough to deal with fratricide.
Zhu Di was a little hesitant, not knowing what to choose.
[You have been invited to join the Ming Emperor chat group. 】
[The group leader 'Jiajing Emperor Zhu Houcong' has held a group meeting. Will you participate? 】
what sound? !
Zhu Di was suddenly startled and immediately became vigilant. His right hand was even on the handle of the knife, as if he would draw it out and strike at any time.
However, there was no one else around except Fan Zhong.
Um?
Zhu Di didn't think it was an auditory hallucination. Seeing Fan Zhong's surprised look, Zhu Di waved his hand to ignore it, and then began to think about the voice just now.
Ming Emperor chat group?
What it is?
Is this a new trick created by the remnants of Jianwen?
After Zhu Di pondered for a moment, he ordered Fan Zhong: "Keep the tent door. No one is allowed to enter the tent without my order, even if the emperor's grandson comes!"
"The last general takes command!"
Fan Zhong immediately clasped his fists, resigned, and went to guard outside the tent.
After everything was arranged, Zhu Di immediately whispered: "Participate."
As a result, a brilliant light instantly enveloped Zhu Di, and Zhu Di's consciousness crossed time and space and came to a wonderful area.
…
Chongzhen seventeenth year.
Chongzhen Emperor Zhu Youjian, his hair disheveled, knelt dejectedly in front of the desk enshrining the portrait of Emperor Taizu Gao in the palace. He was helpless and could not do anything.
"Does God want to destroy our Ming Dynasty?"
Zhu Youjian's eyes were very bloodshot, as if he hadn't closed his eyes for many days.
The Battle of Ningwu has come to an end, and King Gui of Datong has been captured and killed.
The intruders are marching towards Xuanhua, and the city of Beijing is in danger.
"Your Majesty, you'd better eat something. You haven't eaten for two days."
Seeing Zhu Youjian's haggard appearance, Wang Cheng'en, the eunuch of the Bureau of Ceremony, Bingbi, felt distressed in his eyes. He brought a bowl of porridge and rice, served behind Zhu Youjian, and advised: "If you are starving, why don't you go to Chu Youjian?" Wouldn’t the thief be so happy?”
Zhu Youjian turned a blind eye and didn't pay any attention to it. He just kowtowed heavily in front of the portrait of Emperor Taizu Gao, just like Emperor Jianwen two hundred years ago.
The emperor guards the gate of the country, and the king dies in the country!
Zhu Youjian did not intend to adopt any of the ministers' advice. He believed that as long as he persisted, there would be a way.
However, at this moment, a mechanical sound suddenly reached Zhu Youjian's ears.
[You have been invited to join the Ming Emperor chat group. 】
[The group leader 'Jiajing Emperor Zhu Houcong' has held a group meeting. Will you participate? 】
Although the sound in his ears was mechanical and unnatural, in Zhu Youjian's ears, it was like auspiciousness descending from the sky, like fairy music entering his ears!
"Emperor Sejong appears!"
As the sixteenth emperor of the Ming Dynasty, he naturally understood who "Emperor Jiajing Zhu Houcong" was.
That's my great-great-grandfather!
But there was one thing that surprised Zhu Youjian.
He was obviously praying to the portrait of Emperor Taejo, so why was Emperor Sejong the one who responded to him?
Although Zhu Youjian's heart was full of doubts, it didn't matter anymore.
As long as they are my ancestors of the Ming Dynasty, as long as they can save the Ming Dynasty, then it doesn't matter even if it is Emperor Jianwen who has a blood feud with their lineage of King Yan.
Wang Chengen on the side looked at the somewhat crazy Zhu Youjian and couldn't help but sigh deeply.
Your Majesty, he...
Zhu Youjian was so excited that he immediately knocked his head against the portrait of Emperor Taizu Gao, and then shouted: "Participate!"
When he finished saying these words, the brilliant light also lingered around Zhu Youjian. After Zhu Youjian recovered, he had already appeared in a brand new world.
What comes into view are exquisite pavilions, quiet and beautiful ponds and water corridors, as well as places such as rockeries and stages. The walls and cornices are also carved with dragon patterns, with their scales and claws dancing, lifelike.
However, Zhu Youjian had no interest in observing these scenery at all. He saw a pavilion in the distance, and then he stepped forward with a long stride. There seemed to be three figures standing there.
…
Zhu Houcong stood in front of the pavilion, looking at Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Di who suddenly appeared in front of him, but did not speak first.
Zhu Yuanzhang, on the other hand, was already a little frightened beyond measure.
In the blink of an eye, I came from the palace to this fairyland-like place. I was really surprised!
He looked around and realized that there were three other people around him.
A young man in simple Taoist robes, and an old general in battle armor.
There is another one... disheveled, crazy, and actually wearing our Huang Ming's dragon robe? !
Zhu Yuanzhang was a little confused.
But it soon became clear.
Emperor chat group, this is naturally the emperor’s group chat of our Ming Dynasty.
But what made him even more confused was the veteran wearing the armor.
For some reason, Zhu Yuanzhang always felt that this veteran looked familiar.
Before Zhu Yuanzhang could speak, Zhu Di was already stunned on the spot, and subconsciously blurted out in an unbelievable voice: "Dad, you are not dead..."
Zhu Yuanzhang was stunned when he heard this, then his eyes widened, and he was also very surprised and said:
"You are the fourth child??? Didn't you just become a feudal lord for two years? Why are you here? Isn't this the emperor's chat group?"
