Ming Dynasty: The Sixth Brother of the Zhu Family Seeks Immortality

The guard looked at his lady in disbelief. Did she just surrender? Although he couldn't beat his opponent, as long as he tried his best...

Well, he still couldn't beat him. Zhu Zhankan's flying hand on the road was not a guy he could fight against.

Since there was no way to resist, he could only find a way to lie down.

Zhu Zhankan pondered for a moment, and Cao Xing looked at the surrounding Jinyiwei nervously.

"Well, let's leave them and take them back to the capital."

When Zhu Zhankan made the decision, Li Sanquan was relieved.

Since His Highness was willing to let these three irrelevant people go, their safety could be guaranteed.

In fact, Li Sanquan was still a little panicked before. Catching Jianwen seemed to be a great achievement.

But in fact.....

In this way, the group of people who were originally mighty began to be more mighty.

After leaving the mountains, Li Sanquan quickly contacted his Jinyiwei and must not let others take away the credit.

Anyway, he already knew what happened. It could be a great achievement or a capital crime.

But knowing everything, there is only one way to go.

On the way back, Zhu Zhankan first met with the martial arts centurion led by Zuo Baihu, and then escorted Jianwen back to Beijing together.

There was no danger on the way back.

I don’t know if it was because Jianwen really lost the support of the people, or because Jianwen didn’t tell many people where he kept the corpse.

......

The palace, the imperial study.

Bang——————

“What did you say? Jian...he was caught?” Zhu Di widened his eyes and looked at Zuo Baihu who came back one step ahead with a serious face.

After Zhu Di got the news, the air pressure in the entire imperial study seemed to drop.

He paced back and forth with some nervousness and expectation.

“Is it wrong?” Zhu Di asked.

Zuo Baihu replied according to Zhu Zhankan’s teachings: “Reporting to your majesty, your highness once said that the person has the remaining national destiny of the Ming Dynasty....”

Zhu Di nodded. If there is a remaining national destiny, then there is a high probability that it will not be wrong.

He asked impatiently, "Where did Zhankan return to?"

"Well..." Zuo Baihu showed a wonderful expression on his face: "Your Highness is on the way back."

"On the way back?" Zhu Di showed a trace of hesitation on his face. Wouldn't the grandson walk slowly on the road?

"How many days will it take to return to the capital?" Zhu Di said.

"Well...about seven days." Zuo Baihu answered truthfully.

It's confirmed that the grandson is really returning from traveling.

According to the date reported by Zuo Baihu, if he really traveled all the way, Zhu Zhankan should be back in less than three days.

Zhu Di waved his hand and signaled Zuo Baihu to go down first.

"Huh~" Zhu Di sighed and walked out of the imperial study.

He walked to Fengxian Hall with some heavy steps.

"No one is allowed to enter without my order!" After a cold explanation, Zhu Di entered Fengxian Hall.

Zhu Di walked slowly to the portrait of Taizu.

"Dad, what do you think I should do with my good nephew?" Zhu Di muttered to himself.

"It sounds good, we are all family, but a family forced his uncle to death? They arrested his uncle indiscriminately and put him in the imperial prison, and he died without knowing how?"

"A family, even if they are a family, it doesn't make sense to do this, right?" Zhu Di's words were a little incoherent.

It can be seen that he was very excited and in place.

In a daze, Zhu Di actually fell asleep slowly in Fengxian Hall!

Suddenly, Zhu Di opened his eyes.

Gunpowder smoke, flames, and dilapidated palaces.

Appeared in front of Zhu Di, looking at the familiar scene in front of him, Zhu Di sighed again.

I don't know if it's his psychological effect, or Emperor Taizu really appeared.

In the past ten years, he always had similar dreams.

He pushed open the familiar door again. This door was the palace door of the palace in the capital more than ten years ago.

Pushing open the door means that Jianwen was completely driven off the throne by him.

When he pushed open the door, it was not the hall he was familiar with, but a simple palace.

In the center of the palace, there was a dragon throne.

Opposite the dragon throne, a majestic figure was facing Zhu Di.

Zhu Di took a deep breath and said with a trembling voice: "Dad?"

The figure on the other side of the dragon throne slowly turned his head.

The pressure from the old father was deeply engraved in Zhu Di's heart.

That familiar face, the old father who was always serious without a smile.

appeared in front of Zhu Di again.

Zhu Di thought that he was the emperor now, and he dared not look directly at the familiar face.

The unconcealable panic appeared on the face of the Yongle Emperor who could call the wind and rain.

"Dad!" Zhu Di looked at the familiar figure, and then Zhu Yuanzhang should look at him with disappointment, and then he woke up.

However, this time, it was different from the usual dreams.

Zhu Yuanzhang slowly walked down from the dragon throne and stood in front of Zhu Di.

"Hehe, Lao Si, you did a good job." Zhu Yuanzhang patted Zhu Di on the shoulder.

Just this small action made Zhu Di, who was nearly fifty years old, burst into tears instantly.

He finally got the recognition of his old father!

Chapter 132 Good Habit of Fishing

Zhu Zhankan, who was fishing by the river, had a trace of suspicion on his face.

It seems that the residual soul of someone in the capital has been disturbed?

Who is it? Could it be my grandmother?

Zhu Zhankan quickly put aside his extra thoughts.

Focus on fishing, a fisherman will never be distracted!

After studying more Taoist scriptures, Zhu Zhankan still felt that the great principles in the book should be found in various places in life, such as fishing.

If Zhu Di saw Zhu Zhankan fishing leisurely, he would probably jump up from the dragon throne in anger.

Jianwen, who was sitting next to Zhu Zhankan, was also fishing with a fishing rod.

However, his temperament has changed greatly today.

Jianwen, who was seen in the cave, had a crazy face and looked like a mental patient with heavy makeup.

And Jianwen, who was sitting by the river, looked much older than before.

But he had a refined temperament.

Maybe this is what Jianwen looks like, with an elegant temperament and a great appearance.

If Jianwen looked like a madman, why would so many old ministers submit to him?

The Ming Dynasty was established only a few decades ago, and the impression of the Ming Dynasty royal family being unattainable and noble has not yet been engraved in the hearts of civil and military officials.

Jianwen must have a little charm to be able to gain the followers of so many old ministers.

"I didn't expect you to have the leisure to fish here? I thought you would be eager to take me to the capital and then ask for rewards." Jianwen said lightly.

"Not so, not so, your value is not as high as you think." Zhu Zhankan said.

Hearing this, Jianwen suddenly felt a little frustrated and embarrassed.

He, an old emperor who focused on rebellion, was so worthless in Zhu Zhankan's eyes.

Jianwen had a leisurely mood at this moment, ignoring life and death.

He knew very well that he was the emperor of the previous dynasty that Zhu Di had been looking for.

How could a person who became an emperor by treason and usurpation allow the monarch of the previous dynasty to live in the world?