Zhu Yuanzhang: I Forbid The Sea, But The Sun Never Sets On The Sea

History is always so determined.

Even with reminders, even with preparations, it still happened.

Zhu Bo didn't know how to describe his heart.

If his eldest brother does not die, Daming is afraid that he will take a completely different path. How he will face his eldest brother will also be a big problem. Who can be ruthless.

It is undeniable.

Zhu Biao's death was beneficial to almost everyone.

Whether it is for Zhu Bo, or for Zhu Di, or for the entire Ming Dynasty.

He needless to say, Zhu Di is equally self-evident.

As for Daming.

Maybe Zhu Biao is a suitable successor, but his successor is doomed to fail.

By that time, Daming will probably fall into the abyss.

In this case, Zhu Bo didn't know if he was pretending that his eldest brother died.

Because he seems to be able to do more.

For example, he wrote to his father not to let Zhu Biao go to Chang'an.

But he didn't.

The only way to do it is to remind him and provide some means of hanging his life in the follow-up.

But the former is almost equal to none, and the latter is not so much to help Zhu Biao, but to help himself.

Because he has not left Chang'an.

In the sky, I do not know when it has started to rain.

Zhu Bo was quietly soaked by 22 rain, his eyes gradually closed as he watched the sea, and Zhu Biao's memory kept flashing and blurring in his mind.

I don't know how long it took.

Above the head, the sparse raindrops suddenly stopped.

Subconsciously opened his eyes.

Only then did I realize that there was already an extra paper umbrella above my head.

"Your Highness!"

Soft words came from the side, Lan Xia'er did not know when she had arrived, and was holding up an umbrella for him.

"Xia'er, you say, did I do something wrong?"

With a murmured voice, Zhu Bo looked at his wife and suddenly spoke.

"My concubine doesn't know what His Highness said, but if His Highness did it, then it must be right."

Listening to Zhu Bo's questioning words, Lan Xia'er was silent for a moment and then spoke with a positive voice.

"What I did must be right?"

"Hahaha!

The figure chewed this sentence, and then Zhu Bo let out a laugh.

The laughter grew louder.

Tears fell from the corners of his eyes.

After a moment, Zhu Bo turned around.

Step back to the city.

He didn't know if he was wrong or right, just as he asked Lan Xia'er.

But some things, he has done, maybe right or wrong is not so important.

What he needs is to complete his mission.

It's just a mission to come to this world.

The trance turned into firmness.

Only as a transmigrator can he understand how huge the burden on his body is.

That is not only a Ming Dynasty, but the entire China.

Huaxia's humiliation for a hundred years, since he has passed through it, he will never allow it to happen again.

He is willing to give everything.

No matter whether he is the fall of the prince Zhu Biao, as long as the goal remains the same, then nothing will change.

Zhu Bo's footsteps became firmer.

For him.

The death of the crown prince undoubtedly made him completely open his heart.

The rain is still falling.

But in the following time, Zhu Bo has ignored the matter of the prince.

Don't think about Daming anymore.

For him, the most important thing at the moment is not Daming.

Rather, it completes his entire maritime empire.

The death of the prince also means that there is not much time left for him.

He must ensure that before Zhu Yunwen cuts the domain, he has the absolute strength of true independence.

Only in this way can he have the ability to follow up with his fourth brother.

The rain is falling slowly, and time is passing by.

at the same time.

on the grassland.

Zhu Di, who was galloping on the horse, suddenly pulled the reins.

A soldier beside him quickly stepped forward.

Then a piece of paper appeared in Zhu Di's hand.

"Prince funeral!

The note opened, with only three words.

And looking at these three words, Zhu Di's body couldn't help trembling.

In my mind, I couldn't help thinking of the figure of the big brother that day.

"Brother!

Muttering to himself, Zhu Di's expression was in a trance, it seemed a little joyful, and a little sad at the same time.

At this moment, his heart is complicated, perhaps even more prosperous than Zhu Bo.

For Zhu Di, the crown prince is undoubtedly the biggest hurdle in front of him.

He is also the closest existence to the throne.

Reaching this position, who does not have an idea of ​​his position of ninety-five.

He is also included.

But the existence of Prince Zhu Biao made Zhu Di have to give up this idea, because he had no hope and no possibility at all.

Whether it is Lao Zhu's love for the prince Zhu Biao, or the support for the prince in the DPRK, he can't compare.

The prince has a deep affection for him.

"Send the order down!

"The whole army obeys the order and marches quickly. I want to take the head of Ashili within a month!"5

Emotions turned into roars.

Zhu Di's voice resounded in the army.

The mighty army rushed to the entire grassland.

At this moment, Zhu Di seemed to want Beiyuan's people to practice it for his eldest brother.

And in Kyoto.

Lao Zhu's anger and sadness reached the extreme.

Those excited vassal kings were the first to be unlucky.

On August 10th, King Qin Zhu Shuang was angrily reprimanded and was almost stripped of his title, but even if he kept the throne, he was thrown back to his fief.

On the twelfth, Zhu Palm, King of Jin, was rewarded with two hundred sticks, and he was almost unable to get out of bed.

If the direct descendant is like this, those concubines are undoubtedly worse.

So that August hasn't passed yet.

One by one, the vassal kings have already obediently rolled back to their fiefs.

The entire capital suddenly became quiet.

Even civil and military officials did not dare to have the slightest problem.

For fear of being caught by Lao Zhu's braid, it's usually fine, but this time it will really kill people.

And the East Palace.

This moment has become a mourning hall.

Although this was incompatible with etiquette, no one dared to raise any objection at this moment.

The coffin stands in the East Palace.

Countless people in white clothes and white scarves were prostrate on the ground, and their cries filled the East Palace.

The leader is Zhu Yunwen, the eldest grandson who has just been promoted.

The original Zhu Yunwen was not the heir.

He is the third grandson of Lao Zhu, the second son of Crown Prince Zhu Biao, and his biological mother's second concubine Lv Shi, but Zhu Biao's eldest son Zhu Xiongying died prematurely.

Now this one has naturally become the eldest grandson of the emperor.

Now that a few days have passed, Zhu Yunwen has obviously lost weight due to excessive sadness during his filial piety.

And when he saw Zhu Yunwen, Lao Zhu couldn't help being touched.

Some of the original ideas, but also when I saw Zhu Yunwen, there was a restraint.

"But sincerity and pure filial piety, don't miss me"

Old Zhu sighed softly, comforting Zhu Yunwen.

Tears could not help but fall.

"Grandpa Emperor!"

"Father him! 35

Zhu Yunwen opened his mouth, but he was so weak that he fell to the ground.

"Come on!

Old Zhu's expression changed, and he quickly called out to the staff.

Soon Zhu Yunwen was carried down.

Fortunately, Zhu Yunwen did not have any serious problems.

It also made Lao Zhu breathe a sigh of relief.

And his heart became more and more firm.

The throne, he originally left the prince Zhu Biao, after Zhu Biao's death, he had a shake.

In the 800 seas of his mind, he couldn't help thinking of Zhu Bo and Zhu Di.

Obviously, apart from the prince, these two are very suitable as heirs, but when he saw Zhu Yunwen and the coffin of the prince Zhu Biao, these thoughts of Lao Zhu completely disappeared.

His eyes were fixed on Zhu Yunwen.

As for why.

On the one hand, it is the prince's thoughts.

On the other hand, Lao Zhu now feels more and more that he is powerless.

The heir has undoubtedly become the most troublesome thing.

Zhu Bo and Zhu Di might be a good fit.

But the key point is that Zhu Bo is only a concubine. Although Zhu Di is a direct son, he is not the eldest son, not even the second son.

On it are the Kings of Qin and Jin.

In terms of identity, Zhu Di, the king of Qin, is completely in line, but in terms of personality, he has serious flaws.

But the other one, the King of Jin, has no flaws. "You have beautiful eyes and beards, look forward to being powerful, and have a lot of wisdom." This is the description of the third son, King Zhu of Jin.

In this way, how to choose with King Yan has become a big problem.

If it goes wrong, it will become the situation of the Tang Dynasty. In history, after Emperor Taizong Li Shimin abolished the prince Li Chengqian, the reason why Li Zhi was established as the prince was because the relationship between Li Chengqian and Li Tai had already been strained due to the storage of the throne.

Tang Zong is like this, Lao Zhu has to consider the position of the prince, but also can not ignore the relationship between the brothers, so as to avoid the brothers reading the wall.

In this way, Zhu Yunwen has undoubtedly become the best choice.

Zhu Bo also guessed right. From the very beginning, he actually had no hope for the throne.

If he is the heir, there is.

But he's just a son of a bitch.

(The first one, to be honest, Zhu Di’s luck is really awesome. Of the four direct sons, three died when Zhu Yunwen ascended the throne, so there is only one direct son left. As for the unofficial history, Zhu Di is not a direct son, that is nonsense. , not the heir, Zhu Di can only be a ghost if he succeeds in peace!).