Ming Dynasty: Zhu Di’s son, the living king of hell in the old Zhu family

After hearing Zhu Gaozhi's words.

Whether it was the crown princess or Zhu Zhanji, they all looked at each other.

They're all in a cold sweat.

Because Zhu Gaozhi said it well.

If they really let them leave here, will the old man be relieved?

Even if they return to Shun Tian.

Will you feel free to let them go back?

It's hard to say.

After all, there are quite a few people under the prince's door now.

Don't look at the old two and the third, who dance knives and guns every day.

Daming's most powerful person is this prince.

The prince saw it clearly, and he knew it.

He knew Zhu Di's thoughts, and he knew it clearly.

Don't look at him pretending to be in front of the old man, but he will live a little longer.

Zhu Gaojie felt like a mirror in his heart.

He sees better than anyone and understands better than anyone.

That is at this time, what the old man thinks, he knows very well.

So when he saw this scene, he could see it better than anyone!

If their family really left here and really went to Shuntian, then Zhu Di would definitely not be at ease.

"So, at this time, we only have to stay here, the old man has not given an order for a day, let's not think about it!"

Zhu Gaozhi said.

"Your old Zhu family people are like this, if you knew this was the case, I would have married you in the end!"

The crown princess said coldly, and began to turn and leave again.

"This?" Zhu Zhanji opened his mouth slightly.

He looked into his father's eyes, and then coughed lightly.

"I have other things to do, I'll go first!"

When he said this, he turned around and started running, running very fast.

"This little bunny!"

Zhu Gaojie shook his head gently.

He also smiled a little bitterly in his heart, and then suddenly looked at a white puppy.

He took the white dog directly and lifted it above his head.

"From today onwards, I will appoint you as a white-haired Grand Pavilion!"

Zhu Gaochi smiled and began to call the dog.

"From this year, you will be my son, youngest son!"

He also relaxed a lot.

Because in the past few days, the military newspaper has been taken away, and he can directly rest for a few days.

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

This night.

Lightning.

It was this night, on the temple of Mukden.

Zhu Di was asleep.

He slept deeply.

He had a dream.

He dreamed of himself, the day when he attacked Ying Tianfu.

And he also dreamed of Emperor Jianwen.

Now.

A fake small room.

Zhu Di was wearing battle armor and holding a long knife in his hand, and he was walking.

His gaze began to circle around, and no one knew what he was thinking.

But the knife in his hand, held tightly, and then looked around.

Suddenly, he saw a man running past him not far away.

It was a man with a cape, and he was wearing a dragon robe.

Zhu Di smiled, he smiled happily.

"Huh..."

"Nephew, my obedient eldest nephew, where are you going, your fourth uncle has come to you to settle the account!"

"A nephew like you who can't be an emperor, your fourth uncle can't stand it!"

"You are losing the face of the Emperor Daming, you can't sit on this imperial throne!"

Zhu Di carried the knife and began to follow!

He shouted while chasing, and his face was even more contemptuous!

He's really tiger-enough!

One person wearing battle armor and holding a knife directly chased after him.

He chased all the way.

Not far from him, Emperor Jianwen was wearing a dragon robe and running with his hair scattered.

Soon Zhu Di came to an iron gate, but he did not see Emperor Jianwen.

This is an iron gate, and the iron gate is tightly closed!

"Huh?!"

Zhu Di's whole person was stunned.

He didn't think of anything.

He chased after his eldest nephew.

How did you get to this place?

What is this place again?

What is this iron gate?

When they all came, Zhu Di didn't think much about it, and directly pushed open this door.

The moment he pushed the door open.

The very dazzling light shone in, and his whole person could not open his eyes.

But soon he came to this hall.

Yes, when he pushed open the door, it was a large hall.

It was such a hall that he felt very familiar when he saw it for the first time.

Soon he knew what place this was, this was obviously the Fengtian Temple!

And at the moment.

Zhu Di walked in with a knife and saw that many officials were here.

My one.

Zhu Di didn't know if he looked at it, but he was shocked when he saw it.

Because he knows all these officials.

Because these hundred officials are all hundreds of officials during the Hongwu period.

That is, the hundred officials around Emperor Taizu Gao!

But they all show up here.

See this scene again.

The gazes of those hundred officials suddenly looked at Zhu Di, and they looked at it like this.

Zhu Di was still a little timid, still a little afraid.

But since you have already come here, there is absolutely no way back.

He carried a long knife and continued walking.

He finally saw Emperor Jianwen, sitting there, waving at himself.

When he saw him, Zhu Di smiled coldly.

"My obedient eldest nephew..."

He shouted again, but soon he felt wrong.

Because next to Emperor Jianwen, there was also a man standing with his back to Zhu Di.

Feel it all.

Zhu Di's heart shook fiercely, and he looked at this back, and the more he looked at it, the more familiar his eyes became.

I always feel that this person is very familiar and familiar.

Soon, he saw this person turn around, and a face appeared in front of Zhu Di.

"Daddy?"

He said dumbly.

The knife in his hand also fell to the ground with a bang.

Emperor Jianwen was smiling proudly there, watching a play!

Emperor Taizu Gao glared at Zhu Di.

Their grandfather and grandson sat there neatly.

As if in their eyes, Zhu Di was a thief who usurped the throne!

One was Emperor Taizu Gao.

One is Emperor Jianwen!

Look at Zhu Di now.

He came here with a knife in his hand.

And he is also a lord, what an irony!

"Dad, you're not dead?!"

Zhu Di spoke in some shock.

He even trembled so much when he spoke.

Emperor Taizu Gao looked at him coldly.

"Daddy, you, you..."

Zhu Di was terrified.

What is bloodline suppression?

The appearance of Emperor Taizu Gao in front of him already made him feel terrified.

This is bloodline suppression!

And it's terrible.

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