Ming Dynasty: Regrets about the Jingnan Rebellion? I changed it in a dream!

Chapter 143 Zhu Di: You are really like me

I don’t know him, but he feels familiar and kind.

Zhu Di tilted his neck, holding a knife, and walked slowly towards Zhu Houcong.

He said loudly to Zhuang Mu: "Zhuang boy, you have clean eyes, it is better to close your eyes for the next scene."

"My knife is very blunt. I can't kill him with one strike."

"So as not to dirty your eyes."

Normally, an executioner would have to swing the knife several times to chop off a person's head, but it might not be successful.

Human bones can sometimes be very hard.

This sword of mine has accompanied me in battles for many years, and I have killed countless people with it.

Of course, it doesn’t mean that I have killed a lot of people, but I really can’t remember how many people I have killed with this knife.

After long-term use, the knife will inevitably become blunt.

Zhu Houcong sensed the danger, and every time Zhu Di took a step forward, he took a step back.

And said: "You want to kill me!?!"

His eyes were as sharp as an eagle's as he stared at Zhu Di.

He wanted to use his momentum to suppress Zhu Di.

But this kind of imperial power strategy is naturally useful to his subjects, especially to Emperor Zhu Di.

There is no pressure at all.

Zhu Di sneered and said, "Now you are afraid. Why didn't you think of this day when you changed my temple name?"

"Alas, I have worked hard for most of my life, and you rejected me with just one sentence."

"If I don't kill you, I won't be at peace."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Houcong burst into laughter.

"So the words on the Imperial History Book were written by you."

He thought it was written by Xu Jie or someone else who wanted to intimidate him.

I never thought that the culprit was this old man.

Zhu Houcong sighed and smiled.

"Old man, you are already so old, and you are learning to rebel?"

"Aren't you afraid that I will kill all your clans?"

"When others rebel, they raise an army. Do you have an army? Or are you so old and confused that you don't even know who you are?"

"Do you really think that you can scare me by holding a knife, pretending to be Emperor Taizong, and writing those treasonous words on the stone wall?"

"I tell you, old man, I'm not afraid!"

These words made Zhu Di hold the handle of the sword even tighter.

Of course, Zhu Houcong said he was not afraid.

However, he still kept a safe distance from Zhu Di.

Anyway, every time Zhu Di took a step forward, Zhu Houcong took a step back.

Just as he was about to leave the tavern, Zhu Di stopped and frowned slightly.

Listen to the old monk.

Zhu Houcong is an extremely suspicious person. If we let him leave, I'm afraid he will want to see him next time.

I'm afraid I don't know how long I have to wait.

"I only give you one chance."

"Change it, or not change it."

Zhu Di stood with a knife in his hand, his back straight, his eyes deep and sharp.

Between the two.

The light from the charcoal fire in the stove passed through the blade and reflected warm light onto half of Zhu Houcong's face.

His expression was calm, and he stared at Zhu Di indifferently.

He didn't take Zhu Di's words seriously at all.

Whenever there was danger, he would run away, and the house would be filled with Jinyiwei.

How can you be afraid of an old man with white hair?
that's it.

The two emperors confronted each other.

In a trance, everyone seemed to see Zhu Di looking at a mirror.

Zhu Di was wearing a black jacket, while Zhu Houcong was wearing a Taoist robe, and their temperaments were almost the same.

It’s just that Zhu Di looked a little more heroic, while Zhu Houcong looked a little thin, but not without wisdom.

Is this the stalemate?

If I do it myself, this little bastard will definitely run away.

Just when Zhu Di was in distress, the doorbell rang and Zhu Zhanji pushed the door open.

Zhu Zhanji's arrival broke the stalemate.

Zhu Di raised the corner of his mouth slightly and chuckled: "Boy, it seems that God is not on your side. You must die here today."

"You little monkey, block the gate and don't let that stinky Taoist priest get away."

As soon as Zhu Zhanji walked into the tavern, he heard his grandfather's order.

So, in confusion, Zhu Zhanji stood in front of the door.

Although he was not as strong and sturdy as Zhu Gaoxu, it was still easy for him to block an old Taoist priest.

Zhu Houcong's face became uneasy.

Isn’t this a fool’s errand?
"Don't make me say it a third time, change it or not."

Zhu Di walked forward slowly and placed the broadsword directly on Zhu Houcong's shoulder.

There was a loud clang. Zhu Houcong was weak and trembled a little.

The blade was less than a finger's length away from his neck.

As long as the old man slides hard, he will be covered in blood.

But as an emperor, he would not allow himself to beg for mercy even if he died.

"You dare to kill me?"

"When I die, all of you will be buried with me!"

Zhu Di was so angry that he laughed.

"Your voice is shaking, but you're still being stubborn. You're really like me."

He was tough-talking and not afraid of death, which made Zhu Di feel a little fond of Zhu Houcong.

However, the prerequisite is that he has to change his temple name back.

Otherwise, this rarity will only become a regret.

Zhu Di sighed and said, "Alas, it will happen once, twice, but not three times."

"Since you want to die, I will grant your wish."

Go ahead, Zhu Di didn't hesitate any longer and lifted the sword off Zhu Houcong's shoulder.

Then, in his horrified eyes.

He raised the sword high, then swung it down coldly.

Phew! ! !

It was very close to the door, causing the blood to spurt out and splash directly onto Zhu Zhanji's face.

Zhu Houcong opened his eyes wide.

How is this possible? ! This old man actually dared to kill me!

I made a wrong bet. I am so unwilling to accept it. I haven’t even succeeded in becoming the sun yet.

Just die.

Zhu Houcong's consciousness began to gradually fade.

As a result, within three breaths, Zhu Di pulled out the sword that was about to chop Zhu Houcong's neck.

If one blow doesn't cut off the head, naturally two more blows will be needed.

Zhu Di's face was indifferent and his movements were steady. He raised the sword high and swung it down again.

With two cuts, Zhu Houcong's head rolled to the ground.

This scene frightened Zhu Zhanji a little.

It is true that he had been to the battlefield.

But you have to know that the identity of this old Taoist priest... is the emperor of the Zhu family!
They are the old man’s grandchildren, although I don’t know which generation they are.

But no matter what, he was a descendant of Zhu Di. How could he be killed with just two swords?
Zhu Zhanji knew that Zhu Di was cruel, but he never expected that his grandfather could sometimes be so cruel.

This resulted in Zhu Zhanji becoming even more awed by Zhu Di.

This was also the first time he saw his grandfather kill someone with his own hands.

Looking at this scene, Xu Miaoyun had to close her eyes, unable to bear to watch it.

Yao Guangxiao sat there calmly without looking back.

Zhu Gaosui looked at this scene with surprise.

No, Dad, are you really going to kill me?
Zhu Yijun looked at this scene and his heart trembled. He looked at Zhu Di with a little fear in his eyes.

And he couldn't help but retreat behind Zhuang Mu.

Ximei also retreated behind Zhuang Mu.

It was also the first time that Zhuang Mu saw a dead person, and it was a beheading.

Zhu Di remained calm and looked at the bloodstains and corpses on the ground.

He just calmly raised the sword in his hand and looked at the blood of the Zhu family stained on it.

He chuckled and said, "Old buddy, you're still so sharp."

Two blows chopped off his head.

It is already an extremely sharp sword.

After so many years, it's still so sharp.

Looking at Zhu Houcong's head rolling on the ground, Zhu Di sighed and said, "You got it for free."

If it were a normal executioner, it would take at least four or five cuts to kill him.

That hurts a lot.

Within ten breaths, even if there is heavy bleeding, a person will still have a little bit of consciousness.

After killing Zhu Houcong, Zhu Di's mood was obviously much better.

His anger subsided, and he returned to the counter holding the bloody knife.

And said: "Okay, Zhuang boy, it's time to wake up."

Yao Guangxiao also smiled indifferently at this time.

"The emperor is smart. He knows to let Mr. Zhuang use his dream ability to vent his anger."

In fact, when Zhu Di said that to Zhuang Mu just now.

He realized something was wrong.

The fact was just as he expected, Zhu Di was actually telling Zhuang Mu.

Create an illusion, don’t really kill Zhu Houcong.

It would be very easy for a country to fall into chaos without an emperor.

Zhu Gaosui came to his senses after hearing this and said with a smile: "Dad, you scared me to death."

"I thought you really killed this guy."

Zhu Di chuckled.

"Well, I am angry, but I am not stupid."

"Although Zhu Houcong changed my temple name, since he could change it, he can naturally change it back."

"The old monk said that he might be a king who could restore the country. If I really kill him, it would cause turmoil in the country."

"If your grandfather knew, he would make me pay for this kid's life."

If Zhu Houcong was really a wise ruler and could revive the country, I would kill him myself.

Zhu Yuanzhang would definitely lose his life. He was a wise ruler, but he was a rebel.

Besides, if I died, Zhu Gaochi would be able to ascend to the throne earlier.

Dad likes Zhu Gaochi very much.

It may not be impossible to let him ascend the throne early.

Xu Miaoyun felt relieved after hearing this.

Xu Zengshou on the side was also a little surprised. The fourth brother seemed to no longer be the King of Yan in his memory.

He also had mixed feelings. "Old Four, so what happened here is all fake?" Xu Miaoyun asked.

Zhu Di nodded slightly.

"Well, I just spoke to Zhuang Mu to remind him that it's time to use your abilities."

"In order not to alarm Zhu Houcong, I can only hint to him."

"Zhuang is smart, he will understand."

Upon hearing this, Zhuang Mu also scratched his head.

"Hint? What hint?"

These words instantly made the calm Zhu Di visibly panic.

He quickly said, "Zhuang boy, don't joke around. I'm old and I can't stand being scared by you."

"Didn't I just ask you to cast Dreamcast?"

Zhuang Mu can make people fall into a dream without anyone noticing.

Of course they all knew about this.

Especially, Yao Guangxiao, Zhu Di and Zhu Gaosui.

It can also be regarded as a derivative of Zhuang Mu's dream-making ability and a means of self-protection.

It's also a good way to scare people.

Zhuang Mu touched his head: "Did you... say anything?"

"If you don't say it directly, I don't understand what you mean."

"Looking at your aura, I thought you really wanted to kill him."

Zhu Di was completely silent.

Looking at the corpses on the ground, Zhu Di sighed.

"I made a mistake again."

"Ugh……"

Who knew that Zhuang Mu didn't understand what he meant, I guess.

Zhuang Mu was not one of the ministers, so it was impossible for him to guess the hidden meaning in his words.

So Zhu Di turned his attention to Yao Guangxiao.

"Old monk, this is your fault."

Yao Guangxiao was slightly stunned and turned to look at Zhu Di.

"Your Majesty, you killed the man, how can you blame me?"

"You understood what I meant, why don't you tell Zhuang kid?"

"I now have another life of a Zhu family member in my hands."

"It's not your fault, is it my fault?"

Scoundrel, shameless, and totally shameless.

Yao Guangxiao also realized that Zhu Di was really panicked.

The life of Emperor Jianwen was originally in his hands.

Now he has the life of Emperor Jiajing in his hands.

To be honest, if Emperor Taizu knew about this, he would really pick up a knife and chop Zhu Di to pieces.

Killing Jianwen is self-protection, there is no problem with that.

Kill Jiajing? For the sake of his own reputation, he could even kill his own descendants.

What would the family-oriented Emperor Taizu think about this?
If it was Zhu Yuanzhang who changed Zhu Di's temple name, then doesn't that mean even he, Zhu Yuanzhang, can be killed?

In short, there will be a lot of unnecessary fantasies.

At this moment, Yao Guangxiao looked at Zhu Di helplessly and said softly.

"My dear Zhuang, it is better to end the dream."

"Otherwise, the crime of murdering the emperor will fall on an old man like me."

Zhuang Mu smiled slightly.

He snapped his fingers, and saw Zhu Houcong standing there safely.

Everything that just happened has returned to normal.

Seeing this, Zhu Di finally put his mind at ease.

At the same time, he looked at Zhuang Mu helplessly: "Zhuang boy, you have also become a bad person."

"Alas, you should spend less time with the old monk."

"Otherwise, you will become a little fox sooner or later."

Zhuang Mu was helpless.

"Who told you to kill someone in my tavern?"

"Everyone is a guest, I always ensure the safety of the guests."

"Old man, next time you kill someone, be more careful. I won't clean up your mess for you."

Zhu Di smiled.

"Hahaha, of course."

At this time, Zhu Houcong was touching his neck, feeling that his head was safe and sound.

He finally let go of his anxious heart.

I almost died.

So this is what it feels like to truly die?

Although in dreams when I was the sun, I was often shot down.

However, perhaps due to different circumstances, he was shot down and died by Houyi.

It feels completely different from dying by being beheaded by this old man.

It's the feeling of real death, fear, terror, darkness, coldness...

When he recalled that feeling, he felt scared.

At this time, Zhu Di's gaze fell back on Zhu Houcong.

Feeling Zhu Di's gaze, Zhu Houcong felt fear for the first time.

"Boy, I don't need to say it again, right?"

Zhu Houcong swallowed.

He said nothing, just stared and moved towards the door little by little.

At this time, Zhu Zhanji had already come to Zhu Di's side.

Seeing Zhu Houcong's little tricks, Zhu Di did not stop him.

When he touched the gate, Zhu Houcong did not hesitate. He turned around and took two steps at a time.

I wish I could fly!
In just three breaths, he escaped from the tavern.

"You run pretty fast. Am I that scary?"

Everyone was silent. They had already chopped off the man's head, yet he was still saying this.

At the same time, Zhu Yijun also left secretly.

Although Zhu Di noticed Zhu Yijun, he ignored him.

Apparently, this lame emperor should not be one of the two descendants of Zhu Houcong.

Zhu Houcong had been in power for a long time, so how could he not even recognize his own son and grandson?

It's not like he died young.

See that things are basically settled.

Zhu Zhanji then dared to ask, "Grandpa, who was that person just now?"

"Why did you kill him?"

Anyone who could make Zhu Di kill himself was considered extraordinary.

Zhu Gaosui is here. Normally, we should let Zhu Gaosui take action directly, or take him back to the imperial prison.

"Who is it? He seems to have some connection with you."

"With me?" Zhu Zhanji was at a loss.

"His name is Zhu Houcong. Do I need to explain who he is?"

Zhu Yuanzhang stipulated the generations of his descendants. Zhu Houcong must be from the lineage of Prince of Yan.

If they have a connection with me, there is no doubt that they are my descendants.

"Grandpa, why did you kill him? Did he do something?"

Zhu Di glanced at Zhu Zhanji, his eyes suddenly turned cold.

Zhu Zhanji lowered his head instantly.

Looking at this scene of Zhu Zhanji, Xu Miaoyun quickly poked Zhu Di twice.

"Stop scaring future generations."

"They will be frightened by you sooner or later."

These days, Xu Miaoyun has discovered that Zhu Di's way of getting along with his descendants is somewhat unique.

He becomes emotionally unstable at any time and scares his son and grandson.

Upon seeing this, Zhu Di retracted his cold gaze and spoke softly.

"Zhu Houcong, reign title Jiajing, which means your future grandchildren."

"Your second uncle and third uncle had a dream. They dreamed of his dynasty. When they woke up."

"Your second uncle and third uncle told me that after this guy ascended the throne, he changed my temple name from Ming Taizong to Ming Chengzu."

"Tell me, why should I kill him?"

Zhu Zhanji's body shook slightly.

Change temple name?
No wonder grandpa was so angry that he even swung a knife to kill his own family, even though it was an illusion.

However, that cold look still made him feel cold.

At this time, Zhu Gaosui came forward and said respectfully: "Dad, do you think he will change your temple name back after he returns?"

"What if you pretend to obey but actually disobey?"

After hearing this, Zhu Di stood up and came to Zhu Zhanji.

"If he dares to disobey me, I will kill his ancestors."

"Let him suffocate to death in his mother's womb."

After saying this, he patted Zhu Zhanji on the shoulder.

Upon hearing this, Zhu Zhanji was so frightened that he knelt down and begged for mercy.

The body is shaking.

Xu Miaoyun and Xu Zengshou looked at this scene, feeling somewhat helpless.

In another world, Zhu Zhanji was naturally there too.

It's just not called that name.

Xu Miaoyun helped Zhu Zhanji up and scolded him, "It was Zhu Houcong's fault for changing your temple name."

"But you are wrong to put the blame on him."

"What does this have to do with him?"

Zhu Di put his hands on his hips and stared at Zhu Zhanji.

"Did you hear what your grandma said?"

Zhu Zhanji nodded repeatedly.

"Listen, I heard you."

"Tell me what you want from me."

It is impossible for Zhu Zhanji to come to him for no reason.

This monkey boy still looked like that even after Sun Ruowei died.

Likes to run around, not knowing what he is doing.

Zhu Zhanji knelt down and promised: "Grandfather, I acknowledge you, no matter if I become the emperor in the future or not."

"The feud between my second uncle and I has never escalated to the point of life and death."

"If I make such a promise, my grandson will die suddenly! It's not a pity to die!"

Zhu Di just glanced at it.

Then he said calmly: "Your father asked you to come."

(End of this chapter)