Ming Dynasty: The Jingnan Rebellion has just been successful, and Zhu Yuanzhang has been resurrected

Chapter 1 In the th year of Hongwu, Zhu Di died?

The twenty-ninth year of Hongwu!

Fengyang high walls.

yard.

Zhu Yunhuan was lying on the bench, looking lazy.

The warm sunlight poured down and fell on his handsome face.

"Ding dong!"

"Congratulations to the host for successfully signing in and obtaining three hundred Great Snow Dragon Riders."

A sweet female voice sounded.

"Hey…"

A bitter smile appeared on Zhu Yunhuan's face.

He shook his head, raised his hand to pick up a bunch of grapes, picked one and put it into his mouth.

Unknowingly.

I have been in Daming for three years.

When he first traveled through time, he was extremely excited and full of ambition. He wanted to change the Ming Dynasty on his own and make up for the regrets left by the Ming Dynasty in history.

Unfortunately, all his passion resulted in him being imprisoned behind the high walls of Fengyang.

"Grandpa Emperor, my father is gone, but I am still here. I will shoulder the responsibility of carrying the Ming Dynasty."

"Grandpa Emperor, Zhu Yunwen is really no good. He is a waste."

"Grandpa Emperor, I think you should restore the prime minister system!"

"Grandpa Emperor, we can't ban the sea. The ocean contains endless wealth."

"..."

The scenes that had happened in the past came back like a tide.

In the end, only a pair of cold eyes remained.

[The Emperor's grandson Zhu Yunhuan, guilty of treason, is imprisoned behind the high walls of Fengyang! ]

When leaving Yingtian Prefecture, Zhu Yunhuan was in a daze.

He couldn't understand why he ended up like this when he was trying to save the Ming Dynasty.

He was very unwilling, but there was nothing he could do.

The Fengyang High Wall was a place of escape from death built by Zhu Yuanzhang specifically for the descendants of the Zhu family. Only those descendants of the Zhu family who committed the heinous crimes would be imprisoned there.

A place free from death, but also a prison.

"Maybe I'm too naive!"

"However, this is also a good thing. The prison of Fengyang's high walls is just the right place for me to slowly accumulate strength."

Zhu Yunhuan laughed at himself, threw the last grape into his mouth, and continued to bask in the sun leisurely.

Life behind the high walls of Fengyang is actually quite good, except that it is a bit boring and there is no freedom.

Ma Sanbao hurried over, his face solemn, "Your Highness, news has come from Yingtian Prefecture that His Majesty has passed away!"

"what?"

Zhu Yunhuan suddenly sat up from the recliner, his face full of surprise: "Zhu Chongba, cough, cough, the emperor has passed away?"

"Yes!"

Ma Sanbao nodded.

Zhu Yunxun frowned, his eyes suspicious: "This... is fake news?"

As a time traveler, he knew Zhu Yuanzhang's lifespan better than Zhu Yuanzhang himself.

On the tenth day of the fifth month in the thirty-first year of the Hongwu reign, Zhu Yuanzhang, the founding emperor of the Ming Dynasty, passed away in the imperial palace in Yingtianfu at the age of seventy-one.

It is now the 29th year of Hongwu, and there are still two years before Zhu Yuanzhang's death!

"Your Highness, I know this is hard for you to accept, but His Majesty has truly passed away."

Ma Sanbao spoke with red eyes.

Zhu Yunhuan looked solemnly at Ma Sanbao and said, "Sanbao, are you sure that the emperor has passed away?"

"Your Highness, even if I had ten heads, I wouldn't dare to make such a joke."

Ma Sanbao looked serious.

When Zhu Yunhuan heard what Ma Sanbao said, he was a little confused, and his heart was filled with huge doubts: "This is not right. It's only the 29th year of Hongwu. Grandpa Huang shouldn't have passed away..."

Suddenly, his expression froze, and four words popped up in his mind: butterfly effect.

"Could it be that because of my time travel, Zhu Yuanzhang died two years earlier?"

Zhu Yunhuan was stunned.

"Your Highness, are you okay?"

Ma Sanbao was frightened when he saw Zhu Yunhuan talking to himself first and then staring blankly.

"call…"

Zhu Yunhuan took a deep breath, came back to his senses, and waved his hand: "I'm fine!" "Your Highness, please accept my condolences!"

Ma Sanbao breathed a sigh of relief and spoke out.

"Sanbao, please go down first and leave me alone."

Zhu Yunhuan waved his hand.

"Yes, Your Highness!"

Ma Sanbao nodded, turned and left.

"and many more!"

Zhu Yunhuan stopped Ma Sanbao and asked, "Grandpa Emperor has passed away. Should I send him off at Tianfu?"

Ma Sanbao was silent for a moment, then said sadly, "Your Highness, we will never be able to leave the walls of Fengyang in this lifetime."

Zhu Yunhuan nodded: "I understand, you can go down."

Ma Sanbao bowed and turned to leave.

"It's so annoying! How come Zhu Yuanzhang died two years early?"

Zhu Yunhuan looked depressed.

My good mood suddenly turned to the worst.

It was not because he and Zhu Yuanzhang had a deep affection for each other, but because he had a good plan. He wanted to quietly sign in behind the high walls of Fengyang for five years, and after Zhu Yuanzhang passed away in the 31st year of Hongwu, he would directly raise an army to Fengtian to quell the rebellion.

As a result, Zhu Yuanzhang died two years earlier, which disrupted all his plans.

"Forget it, let's see how much wealth we have accumulated first."

Shaking his head, Zhu Yunhuan stopped complaining, opened the system warehouse, and checked the results of three years of sign-in.

Great Snow Dragon Rider (300) Summoning Order x1.

Smart sweeping robot X1.

Hot pot base x10 bags.

Mo Dao Bing (500) Summoning Order x1
……

Qianqing Palace!
Zhu Yunwen walked in the palace, his mouth corners raised, his face full of a smile that could not be concealed: "I finally sit on the throne, hahahaha!"

"Your Majesty, Fang Xiaoru, Huang Zicheng, and Qi Tai request an audience!"

Wang Yue walked over and said respectfully.

Zhu Yunwen glanced at Wang Yue with a calm expression: "Bring the person here!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Wang Yue broke out in a cold sweat and turned around to leave.

After ascending the throne, Zhu Yunwen changed drastically.

After a while.

Fang Xiaoru, Huang Zicheng, and Qi Tai walked into the hall and knelt down in obeisance: "Your Majesty!"

The three of them couldn't hide their joy on their faces.

Zhu Yuanzhang died.

Zhu Yunwen ascended the throne.

They finally made it through.

Zhu Yunwen looked at Fang Xiaoru and the other two with a smile on his face. "My dear ministers, we can now proceed with the matter of reducing the power of the feudal lords that we discussed earlier. The son of King Zhou is already on his way to the capital."

Now that Zhu Yuanzhang is dead, he no longer has to pretend to be a filial son and a good grandson.

It's time to put an end to the vassal kings of the Ming Dynasty.

Enfeoffment?
A system that has been eliminated by history should not appear again.

Any forces outside the imperial power should be eliminated.

If he didn't get rid of those uncles, he wouldn't be able to sleep well at night.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Fang Xiaoru, Huang Zicheng and Qi Tai nodded.

Qi Tai hesitated, thought for a moment, and said, "Your Majesty, I still think we should start with the Prince of Yan. As long as the Prince of Yan is eliminated as a tough nut to crack, the other princes will not dare to act rashly again."

"Lord Qi, His Majesty has made a decision." Huang Zicheng glanced at Qi Tai and said lightly.

As Zhu Yunwen ascended the throne, cracks gradually appeared in the relationship between the three.

This is an inevitable situation.

The power cake is fixed. If you want to get more, you can only snatch it from others.

"Qi Tai, I have made up my mind. No need to say more." Zhu Yunwen waved his hand.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Qi Tai smiled bitterly in his heart and nodded.

Huang Zicheng raised his eyebrows and glanced at Qi Tai with disdain: "You are far from being able to fight with me!"

(End of this chapter)