Ming Dynasty: Pick up attributes from the battlefield to create the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 301 Shen Wansan Dies of Regret and Anger! Zhu Ying Enters the Eastern Palace!
After Lan Yu finished speaking.

Shen Wansan's eyes widened suddenly, and he grabbed Lan Yu's trouser leg tightly, his voice trembling as he said, "You... what did you say?"

"Zhu Ying is the eldest grandson of the emperor?"

"impossible."

"This is absolutely impossible."

"He's just a small merchant running a winery, how could he possibly be the eldest grandson of the emperor?"

"Moreover, that eldest grandson of the emperor has long been dead."

At this moment.

Shen Wansan's heart was in turmoil, but he couldn't believe it.

"Do you think it's worth it for the Duke to deceive you, a prisoner sentenced to death?"

"Shen Wansan."

“That’s ridiculous.”

"You rose from a mere small merchant to a tycoon with wealth comparable to that of a nation during the Yuan Dynasty, and you had a good vision. How come you became so incompetent in your later years?"

"Your Shen family has always relied on marriage alliances to try to change your situation and social class, but you have squandered a piece of unpolished jade right in front of you."

"If Xiong Ying had married your daughter back then, you could have become in-laws with the Emperor and the Crown Prince."

"such a pity."

"Your vision is too narrow."

"You actually tried to kill Xiong Ying, turning your Shen family from imperial relatives into criminals, and you're going to be executed in the autumn."

"Tsk tsk tsk."

"That's stupid."

Lan Yu looked at Shen Wansan with a mocking expression and spoke with all his might.

Listen to this.

Shen Wansan's face turned deathly pale, and his mind was buzzing; he was clearly completely bewildered.

"now."

"The Emperor has recognized Xiong Ying and directly bestowed upon him the title of Prince, who will be the future Crown Prince."

"You, the Shen family actually gave up a future son-in-law of the emperor."

"She even gave up the position of empress."

"Shen Wansan, what an idiot!"

Lan Yu had no intention of letting Shen Wansan off the hook, and after another round of sarcastic remarks...

He just turned around and left.

Followed.

The jailer at the cell door immediately closed the cell door.

"The eldest grandson of the emperor... he is the eldest grandson of the emperor."

"He was even granted the title of king."

“I personally rejected a son-in-law of the eldest granddaughter of the emperor, and even harmed him.”

"Let him turn against my Shen family."

"The eldest grandson of the emperor..."

Shen Wansan muttered to himself, his face growing paler and paler.

At last.

Shen Wansan stood up unsteadily.

"father."

"Dad, are you alright?"

Shen Wansan's sons looked at him, who was swaying unsteadily, and asked him with great concern.

But at this moment, Shen Wansan was still muttering to himself, as if he had fallen into a daze, into madness.

"Zhu Ying."

"The eldest grandson of the emperor."

“Zhu Ying…the eldest grandson of the emperor…”

But that's all.

Shen Wansan's face suddenly turned red.

Seeing only the next moment.

"puff."

Shen Wansan coughed up a mouthful of blood and fell straight backward.

Shen Wansan's sons had no chance to react and immediately surrounded him.

But when they checked Shen Wansan's breathing, he was already not breathing.

"father."

"father."

"..."

Shen Wansan's sons cried out in utter despair, but Shen Wansan was already lifeless and dead.

He was actually angered to death by Lan Yu.

Or perhaps it was a fit of rage. Overwhelmed by remorse, Shen Wansan's already exhausted body finally gave way, and he died.

Outside the prison cell.

Seeing Shen Wansan vomit blood and collapse to the ground, Lan Yu's face showed a hint of satisfaction.

"That old bastard actually got so angry with me that he died."

"Pity."

"It's too easy for him to die."

"However, this way of dying is much more satisfying than just beheading him. He died of anger." Lan Yu watched Shen Wansan die with a cold smile, without any concern whatsoever.

Anyway, the Shen family members are already on death row.

Lan Yu wouldn't care at all.

Shen Wansan was truly furious and filled with regret.

all the time.

Although Shen Wansan possessed boundless wealth, enough to rival the riches of a nation, he ultimately held a low status within the Ming Dynasty. As a merchant whose wealth was comparable to that of a country, he could only secretly wear his fine clothes at home.

all the time.

What Shen Wansan most wanted to change was his own social status.

Therefore, marrying into a powerful and influential family became his first choice.

just.

His status as a merchant is too lowly.

Even if she were to marry into another family, she could only become a concubine.

But originally.

The protagonist is the eldest grandson of the emperor, the future emperor of the Ming Dynasty.

But Shen Wansan ruined it all himself. He destroyed his imperial relatives and his Shen family. If he had really married Zhu Ying, his Shen family would not have ended up in such a state.

All of this was his own doing, a consequence of his overambition and lack of practical skills.

"Duke Liang."

"This condemned prisoner is dead, how should we report this?"

The jailer in charge looked at Lan Yu respectfully and asked.

"Report it truthfully, just say he was so angry with me that he died." Lan Yu smiled faintly, not caring about anything at all.

"Yes."

The jailer and the supervisor respectfully accepted the order and dared not say anything more.

After all, the news has already spread that the eldest grandson of the emperor has returned. As the maternal uncle, Lan Yu's status has risen dramatically.

East Palace!

Zhu Biao's imperial carriage stopped at the main gate.

"Welcome back to the palace, Your Highness the Crown Prince."

The Imperial Guards stationed outside the East Palace all knelt down to pay their respects.

Amidst these shouts...

Zhu Biao slowly stepped down from the carriage.

Zhu Ying followed closely behind.

East Palace.

The Crown Prince's temporary palace.

Last time I came.

Zhu Ying didn't remember how he got in; anyway, after sobering up, he slept in a side hall of the East Palace.

But today is completely different.

In the future, this Eastern Palace may all belong to Zhu Ying as a temporary palace.

Even if they don't recall their past memories, their identity and bloodline are unmistakable.

"No gifts."

Zhu Biao glanced at it and nodded.

"Thank you, Your Highness."

All the Imperial Guards shouted in unison.

"from now on."

“When King Yu Huai returns to the Eastern Palace, there is no need to announce his arrival; he may enter directly.”

"This applies not only to the Eastern Palace, but also to entering the Imperial Palace; there is no need to announce your presence."

Zhu Biao issued an order to all the Imperial Guards.

"I will receive the order."

Everyone said in unison.

now.

All eyes turned to Zhu Ying, filled with awe.

Previously, this referred to the Jinwu Guard, and even the Imperial Guard.

Zhu Ying established his prestige in the army through his military achievements, and his reputation resounded throughout the world.

And now.

In addition to his prestige in the military, he also possessed the status of a direct descendant of the royal family, making him even more powerful.

"Your subjects pay their respects to King Yu Huai."

Subsequently.

The numerous Imperial Guards bowed respectfully to Zhu Ying once more.

Everyone knew very well that Zhu Ying would be the master of this Eastern Palace in the future, and even more so, the master of the Ming Dynasty.

The so-called struggle among royal family members for the crown prince position.

It simply doesn't exist in Zhu Biao's case.

Regardless of Zhu Ying's identity, his fame was widespread, and his prestige as the "Fenglang Juxu" (a legendary military achievement) was immense.

No one could compete with him for this throne.

No one can beat them.

If anyone tries to take it from him, Zhu Ying won't even need to lift a finger; Huai Xi will handle it for him. If Huai Xi can't handle it, Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Biao will handle it for him. "Gentlemen, you may rise."

Zhu Ying glanced at it and nodded with a smile.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

All the Imperial Guards expressed their gratitude once again.

"Yongying."

"Enter the palace."

“You were unaware of this last time you came, but this time you should take a good look; it might remind you of something,” Zhu Biao said with a smile.

"it is good."

Zhu Ying nodded.

immediately.

Zhu Biao personally led the way towards the East Palace.

He entered the Eastern Palace.

As the two passed by, all the servants knelt down to pay their respects.

Guided by Zhu Biao.

Soon they arrived at the depths of the East Palace, which was also the former palace of Zhu Ying.

"Your son respectfully welcomes your father."

Zhu Yunwen was already waiting in front of the palace.

Upon seeing Zhu Biao and Zhu Ying arrive, they immediately stepped forward and bowed.

Upon seeing Zhu Ying, Zhu Yunwen could hardly contain his excitement and respectfully bowed to Zhu Ying, saying, "Younger brother greets elder brother."

This worship.

Zhu Yunwen even had tears in his eyes.

It’s been a long journey.

It has grown so big.

He truly suffered endless injustices. Only after losing his elder brother's protection did Zhu Yunwen realize how difficult things were.

Looking at Zhu Yunwen in front of him, Zhu Biao did not speak, but turned to look at Zhu Ying.

Zhu Ying sighed, walked slowly forward, and gently helped Zhu Yunwen up.

“You’re right, I am your older brother.”

"However, I can't remember anything from before." Zhu Ying looked at his younger brother and sighed.

"Big brother."

"It doesn't matter if I don't remember, as long as you're my older brother."

"Big brother..."

Upon hearing Zhu Ying's admission, Zhu Yunwen burst into tears of joy, hugged Zhu Ying tightly, and cried with immense grievance.

This time.

Just like when I was a child.

Whenever Zhu Yunwen was wronged, Zhu Xiong Ying would be there to comfort and care for him.

Looking at Zhu Yunwen, who was in tears, Zhu Biao felt even more guilty.

these years.

He really neglected Zhu Yunwen too much.

"never mind."

"I'm back now, and no one will be able to bully you anymore."

"Since I am your elder brother, I will naturally fulfill my responsibilities as your elder brother."

Zhu Ying could only offer soft words of comfort to the aggrieved Zhu Yunwen.

After going on for quite a while.

Zhu Yunwen finally snapped out of his emotional daze.

"Big brother."

"My brother was rude."

“I’m so happy that my older brother is still alive and can come back.”

Zhu Yunwen wiped away the tears from his eyes and said with a smile.

"fine."

"If you're ever bored, you can come to my residence to find me." Zhu Ying smiled and patted Zhu Yunwen on the shoulder.

"Really?" Zhu Yunwen asked excitedly and expectantly.

"nature."

Zhu Ying smiled.

"Thank you, Brother Xie." Zhu Yunwen nodded repeatedly.

Come back to your senses.

Zhu Ying looked at the palace before him.

Look at your surroundings.

no doubt.

This is one of the larger halls within the Eastern Palace.

It was perhaps second only to Zhu Biao's palace, and this was the former palace of Zhu Xiong Ying.

"This is the palace where you lived when you were a child."

"Although so many years have passed, I have always kept it well-maintained, and everything inside has remained unchanged," Zhu Biao said with a smile, looking at the palace before him.

"How did that woman from the Lü family manage to preserve such a palace without damaging it?" Zhu Ying smiled and asked with great curiosity.

According to common sense.

The more Zhu Biao cared about the viciousness of the Lü family, the more he hated her.

Even though she had been dead for so many years, Zhu Biao still preserved a palace, which may have been the source of Lü Shi's resentment.

"Brother, you are unaware of this."

"Before I exposed her, she always appeared dignified and generous in front of everyone, without any sign of jealousy."

"She naturally took great care to preserve her elder brother's former palace perfectly, which further solidified her reputation as the so-called mistress of the Eastern Palace," Zhu Yunwen sneered, mockingly.

"She is indeed very good at pretending."

"I'm also looking forward to seeing her soon." Zhu Ying smiled faintly, then slowly walked towards the palace in front of him.

I lived here when I was a child.

My memories of the past also began from this point.

Zhu Yingxin naturally longed for the place where he lived as a child.

With this feeling, Zhu Ying walked slowly over and pushed open the door to this palace that had been uninhabited for many years.

Come into view.

A musty, dusty smell wafted over.

Looking at this palace.

One main hall and one side hall.

Inside, there are mirrors and various decorations, all belonging to this era.

However, it was not as luxurious as one might imagine for the eldest grandson's palace.

Looking at the palace before me.

Although Zhu Ying couldn't recall anything, he had a subtle sense of familiarity.

"Does anything remember?"

Zhu Biao walked over and asked with great concern.

He was naturally very much hoping that Zhu Ying would remember.

"It feels familiar, but I can't remember anything from before," Zhu Ying shook his head.

Hear this.

Zhu Biao was naturally somewhat disappointed.

However, they were not discouraged.

"fine."

"I'll definitely be able to regain my memories in the future," Zhu Biao said with a smile.

Zhu Ying nodded and walked into the palace, looking at all the furnishings around him.

Although it was familiar, I still had no memory of it.

but.

When we arrived at the main hall.

A memorial tablet was placed inside.

Just a glance.

Zhu Ying couldn't take his eyes off her.

“The spirit tablet of Mother Chang.”

“Son, Zhu Xiong Ying stands.”

The words on the memorial tablet felt familiar to Zhu Ying, because they were his own handwriting.

Or.

Even now, his handwriting is almost identical to the one shown here.

The characters on the memorial tablet are rather light and delicate, lacking much strength.

But Zhu Ying's calligraphy is different now.

"After your mother passed away, you personally set up this memorial tablet and worshipped it in the hall day and night," Zhu Biao said slowly.

"kindness."

Zhu Ying nodded.

Look at this memorial tablet.

The incense and candles were lit, showing that the incense had never been extinguished.

So Zhu Ying stepped forward.

He picked up the incense sticks placed on the table, lit nine of them, and then knelt down.

He sat on the ground and bowed three times.

Although he did not speak, this was a sign of respect for his birth mother.

Although Zhu Ying can't recall anything from the past, he seems to be able to feel his own strength in his childhood and his longing for his mother.

Otherwise, this memorial tablet wouldn't have been placed in the bedroom.

Seeing this, Zhu Yunwen picked up incense, lit it, and knelt down beside Zhu Ying to pay homage to his mother.

See this scene.

Zhu Biao stood aside, watching silently.

However, after looking at his wife's memorial tablet...

Zhu Biao murmured to himself, "Sister Chang, our Xiong Ying is still alive. She's back. You must protect her in heaven."

"My father and I really can't lose him again."

"Also, I will definitely avenge you."

　P.S.: Sorry for the late update. School started today, and I took my child to school.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)