Chapter 16 Zhu Di was overjoyed: My great-great-grandson is the God of War?
"The old monk is right. I was too impatient."
"Well..." Zhu Di glanced at the old eunuch who was serving beside him and said, "Little snot, I remember that when Zheng He came back from his voyage to the West a few days ago, the countries in Southeast Asia offered him a lot of good things, among which there seemed to be several thousand-year-old blood ginsengs, which have the effect of prolonging life. Pick two for the prince's family."
"Tell the Crown Prince and the Crown Prince to take good care of their health. I don't want a half-dead sick man to sit on the throne of the Ming Dynasty a hundred years later."
"Yeah." Little Snot received the order and rushed out of Jiming Temple in excitement.
He had served Zhu Di for many years, so he naturally knew that the emperor would say such things because Tianmu must have said so that he would give up the idea of changing the crown prince.
I'm afraid I should get closer to the prince's family in the future.
As Little Nose hurried to the Prince's Mansion, the scene on the sky curtain changed again.
[After Zhu Zhanji's death, the Ming Dynasty's 'God of War', the 9-year-old Ming Yingzong Zhu Qizhen, succeeded to the throne in the same year. The Empress Dowager Zhang was in charge of state affairs, and the Three Yang Cabinet was in charge of government affairs.]
"The Ming God of War?"
When Zhu Di saw the information on the sky, a look of surprise appeared on his face.
Mars.
What a high evaluation.
Could it be that his great-great-grandson is also a military genius, comparable to Han Xin and Huo Qubing?
"Hahaha, okay, okay!"
"God bless our Ming Dynasty! I never thought that a hundred years after me, there would still be such a monarch in the Ming Dynasty."
Zhu Di laughed happily and didn't notice the quotation marks around the word "God of War" on the sky.
Unlike Zhu Di's hearty laughter, the old monk next to him had a strange look on his face.
its not right?
According to his calculations, the Ming Dynasty should have undergone major changes after the reigns of Renzong and Xuanzong, with blood flowing across thousands of miles and the foundation of the country shaken.
According to this calculation, the emperors of later generations were definitely not wise rulers.
Why did Tianmu give him such a high evaluation?
You know, Tianmu had only used the word "God of War" to describe Huo Qubing before.
Zhu Di didn't know and couldn't guess what the old monk was thinking. At this moment, he still envied the joy of Ming Dynasty becoming the god of war.
"My children and grandchildren are promising, and the Ming Dynasty is thriving. When I die, I will finally have an explanation for my father."
He looked at Yao Guangxiao and said with a smile, "Old monk, please do me a favor later and record the achievements of my great-great-grandson according to what the sky curtain said."
Zhu Di said with emotion: "Next year when I offer sacrifices to my ancestors, I will burn it for Taizu, so that he will know that I have not brought shame to him, and my descendants have not brought shame to him either!"
……
At this moment.
Prince's Mansion.
Facing what Tianmu said, Zhu Gaochi and his son Zhu Zhanji also showed expressions of horror.
The Crown Princess looked at her son, her beautiful eyes widened: "Your son is the God of War?"
Although he was also shocked inside, when he felt the surprise and shock in his mother's eyes, Zhu Zhanji couldn't help but straighten his chest and pretend to be indifferent.
He said into the bass cannon: "What's so strange about this? Didn't you see that it said on the sky screen that I also put down Second Uncle's rebellion?"
"When you've been away for three days, you should look at him with new eyes. A hero like my second uncle, who has been fighting on horseback all his life, was eventually defeated by me, his son. Is there anything impossible in this world?"
"Is it any wonder that my son will become a god of war in the future?"
"That makes sense." The Crown Princess nodded thoughtfully.
Zhu Gaochi felt relieved and looked at his beloved son with a smile:
"Originally I was worried that we would not live long and that the old man would plan to change the crown prince. But now, your son is a god of war, and he is more prestigious than your grandfather. Just for this great-grandson, your grandfather will not use us as a target in the future." Zhu Zhanji said nonchalantly, "Dad, you are just too cautious. Didn't you see what the sky said? The 'Renxuan Reign' we created is comparable to the 'Zhenguan Reign' of Emperor Taizong of Tang!"
"Grandpa has always mentioned Emperor Tang, and he dreams of competing with Emperor Taizong of Tang. Given the contributions of the two of us in creating the 'Renzong and Xuanzong Reign', Grandpa can't be thinking of changing the crown prince, right?"
"Look, the tail is up again."
Although he knew his son was telling the truth, Zhu Gaochi still smiled and taught him a lesson: "At times like this, you must be more stable and not get carried away. Your grandfather was a great hero, who can understand his mind?"
"What are you afraid of at this time?" Zhu Zhanji didn't listen to his father's words at all. He turned his head away and said unconvincedly: "If I were to say, you are just too cowardly sometimes, so Second Uncle and the others always push you too far."
"Well, Tianmu praised you so much that you almost went to heaven." Zhu Gaochi said with a smile: "If you don't believe me, let's wait and see. You will suffer in the end."
Zhu Zhanji snorted and walked out with a swagger.
"Hey? Where are you going, kid?"
Then came Zhu Zhanji's proud voice: "Go ask grandpa for credit."
"This kid... wait for me. Alas, we went the wrong way. Your grandfather should be in Jiming Temple now."
Zhu Gaochi, worried that Zhu Zhanji would become too proud of himself, hurriedly caught up with his son, and the two went to Jiming Temple together.
……
Han Dynasty Palace.
in the secret room.
Prince of Han Zhu Gaoxu was smashing things in anger.
"I am so angry. The old man keeps saying that the prince is sick. You should encourage him. But in the end, didn't he choose the eldest brother as the emperor?"
"What you said about me being most like him is bullshit!"
"When you need us, you say things that sound good, but when you don't need us anymore, you kick us out!"
"Tell me, Third Brother, is there anyone who is as good as him as a father?"
Zhu Gaoxu was furious.
The old man used the throne to make him do hard labor every day, but what was the result?
Aren't you just passing the position to the boss and playing tricks on yourself?
Is this interesting?
"Okay, calm down."
The gloomy-looking King Zhao whispered, "What's the point of getting angry again?"
"We could have made some use of the short lives of the father and son, but who knew that the bastard was so lucky to give birth to a son who is a god of war? You know the value of the word "god of war". Tell me, how can we bring down the boss and his family?"
He patted Zhu Gaoxu on the shoulder and said, "Second brother, judging by the situation, it is a foregone conclusion that the eldest brother's family will take the throne."
"If you ask me, should we just give up? We can say something nice to that bastard and coax him a little. Maybe he can give us a chance to live in the future."
Zhu Gaoxu stood up suddenly and shouted, "Do you really think that bastard can let us live? You are too naive, third brother!"
"Then what do you say we should do? Now that God is on his side, we have no chance of winning."
"No! We do!" Zhu Gaoxu's eyes flashed with a coldness: "God is not always on the side of the bastards."
A strange look flashed in King Zhao's eyes: "Second brother, what did you think of?"
Zhu Gaoxu stretched his muscles and said slowly: "The sky curtain reminds me that the crown prince is too scheming, too murderous, and too lucky."
"These three things have taken away the secrets of heaven. He won't live long. After the bastard dies, the ruler will be young and the country will be in doubt. This will be our chance to turn things around!"
(End of this chapter)