Ming Dynasty: The Crocodile King of Han Prince Zhu Gaoxu's Family

Chapter 163 Zhu Zhanji: Sir, please allow me to repay you in the future!
"I want to make my second son the emperor!
After all, the throne is his turn as it is passed down from brother to brother!

The eldest son won't live long. You need to find a good way out for the Crown Prince and his family!" Emperor Yongle sat upright on the small couch and calmly expressed his true thoughts.

After these words were spoken, Yang Shiqi, who was lying on the ground, felt dazed.

Sure enough, the Emperor still wanted to make the Prince of Han the heir?! Although Yang Shiqi had already guessed the answer in his heart, he was still filled with anxiety!

"Although the second brother is a bit boastful, he is still obedient and can suppress the third brother!" Emperor Yongle pursed his lips and gave a reason for replacing the King of Han, at least a reason that he could tell others!
After hearing what Emperor Yongle said, Yang Shiqi, who was lying on the ground, straightened his back silently, hung his hands, closed his eyes, and listened quietly to what Emperor Yongle said.

Emperor Yongle just frowned when Yang Shiqi stood up and didn't care.

"You have to find a way to save the lives of the prince and his family!" Emperor Yongle said to Yang Shiqi seriously.

It is true that Emperor Yongle believed that the Prince of Han would not kill the Crown Prince's family. But he was very clear about the methods of the second son, the King of Han. For the sake of the throne, the King of Han would not leave any hidden dangers!
"I can't let people say: Yongle usurped the throne, and all his descendants followed his example, killing each other! This will be a laughing stock for all eternity!

I can bear the infamy of Yongle for the rest of my life!

But my children and grandchildren, no!" Emperor Yongle said to the pale Yang Shiqi seriously and solemnly.

After hearing Emperor Yongle's words, Yang Shiqi felt his head explode! The Emperor knew about the reign title! Was he using this to threaten the civil service group and get them to support the King of Han? Yang Shiqi pondered silently in his mind.

"What do you think?" Emperor Yongle asked softly, looking at Yang Shiqi, who was in front of him with a panicked and dazed look on his face.

Emperor Yongle's question directly awakened Yang Shiqi, who was in a daze. His mind raced, and he immediately came up with a plan to deal with it.

"Your Majesty is wise!
Although the imperial court system in Nanjing was complete, it was actually quite idle.

After the King of Han ascends the throne, he can transfer the prince and his family there.

Now that the tiger has lost its claws, the King of Han should not press him any further. He should be able to eat this peaceful meal until he is old.

In addition, please ask the emperor to write an edict by hand, inform all officials, and enshrine it in the ancestral temple, ordering the King of Han and the King of Zhao to swear a blood oath that the descendants of the Zhu family must never kill each other again!

Otherwise, I will die without entering the ancestral temple, and the whole world will attack me!" Yang Shiqi's words touched the heart of Emperor Yongle.

When Emperor Yongle heard what Yang Shiqi said, a smile immediately appeared on his face.

"This is the most practical way! Write a memorial and submit it to us!" Emperor Yongle agreed with Yang Shiqi's words, especially the final request of taking a blood oath not to be buried in the ancestral temple after death. This made him believe that this would definitely prevent the Zhu family from killing each other!

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Yang Shiqi kowtowed immediately in response after hearing what Emperor Yongle said.

Then, Yang Shiqi slowly stood up, but saw that Emperor Yongle had closed his eyes, and then slowly retreated towards the door of the tent.

When he was only one step away from the tent, Yang Shiqi stopped again, fell to his knees with a plop, and hit the ground with his head.

"Hey, do you still want to speak for the crown prince?" Emperor Yongle did not seem surprised by Yang Shiqi's behavior. He sighed deeply and asked Yang Shiqi without even opening his eyes.

"I dare not!" Yang Shiqi said he dared not, not that he did not want to! Even the tone of his voice was trembling, which showed how nervous he was at the moment.

"If he succeeds to the throne, he will surely die at the hands of the King of Han and the King of Zhao!" Emperor Yongle said this, and Yang Shiqi, who spoke with his eyes closed, trembled.

"I, an old man, have been thinking about it over and over again in bed, but I can't see any chance of him winning!" No matter how Emperor Yongle calculated, he could not see any chance of his grandson winning.

After all, if Emperor Yongle really passed away, the elite troops of the entire country would fall directly into the hands of the second and third sons!

Even if the prince can win the defense, the country will suffer heavy losses, not to mention that the terrifying real dragon is not included this time!

If by that time, the King of Han or other people in the King of Han’s Palace were really injured, even if it was an accidental injury, no one knew what would happen when the real dragon was furious!
In other words, after the Han prince ascended to the throne, would the True Dragon still care about the affairs of the Central Plains and the Ming Dynasty? Would the Han prince even let the True Dragon take charge? Emperor Yongle didn't want to take that risk! He was even more unwilling to take that risk!
But there was no way he could say these words to Yang Shiqi.

"As you wish." Yang Shiqi knew that Emperor Yongle had made up his mind, so he could only bow and retreat helplessly.

Yang Shiqi's face suddenly changed as he walked out of the door. He suddenly thought: Writing a memorial? Isn't that just issuing an imperial edict?!

Looking at Yang Shiqi's gloomy face as he left, Emperor Yongle sighed. He knew that this matter was not over!
At night, in Zhu Zhanji's tent.

Zhu Zhanji was sitting opposite Yang Shiqi and drinking.

"Grandson, is it safe to talk here?" Yang Shiqi went straight to the point, and his words made Zhu Zhanji's heart rise.

"Within a thousand steps of this tent, all the soldiers are my death squad!" Zhu Zhanji stared at Yang Shiqi deeply, took a sip of wine, and said that this tent was absolutely safe.

"Grandson, please read this!" Yang Shiqi took out a memorial from his sleeve and handed it to Zhu Zhanji.

Zhu Zhanji did not hesitate and took the memorial and started reading it.

"Kill!" Zhu Zhanji stood up as soon as he took the memorial and took a look at it. After quickly scanning the memorial, he threw the memorial away in anger and drew his sword, pointing it at Yang Shiqi.

"Want to kill me?" Yang Shiqi didn't care about Zhu Zhanji's behavior. Instead, he took a sip of the wine, looked up at Zhu Zhanji with a calm face and asked.

Zhu Zhanji did not answer, but just gasped, with red eyes, full of grief and indignation, pointing his sword at Yang Shiqi.

"Will killing Yang Shiqi change the emperor's prejudice?" Yang Shiqi looked at Zhu Zhanji who was holding a sword in front of him. He was not afraid. Instead, he stared into Zhu Zhanji's eyes and said.

"The Emperor's Shenji Camp, the King of Han's Three Thousand Camps, the King of Zhao's Five Army Camps, and Fan Zhong's elite imperial troops, which one can you command?" Yang Shiqi put down his wine bowl, still sitting upright, analyzing the situation in front of him to Zhu Zhanji.

This wave of analysis made Zhu Zhanji look completely bewildered.

"When I first heard the imperial edict, I also found it unbelievable. But when I thought about it carefully, the emperor was right!" Yang Shiqi continued, not paying attention to the panic and confusion in Zhu Zhanji's eyes.

"Only when the Prince of Han becomes the Emperor will the world be free from chaos!

It's hard to change his mind!" Yang Shiqi said, and took a sip from the wine bowl, making it clear that Emperor Yongle's mind would not change.

After hearing this, Zhu Zhanji was confused and his eyes were red, but he still quickly organized his thoughts.

He angrily stuck the sword in his hand into the ground and knelt on one knee in front of Yang Shiqi.

"Lord Yang, I lost my composure just now!" Zhu Zhanji lowered his voice and respectfully apologized to Yang Shiqi.

In contrast, a look of satisfaction and approval flashed in Yang Shiqi's eyes. After all, in his opinion, a man who knows his mistakes and can correct them is a real man!
"The night is long, please have a long talk with me, Your Majesty." Yang Shiqi said to Zhu Zhanji.

When Zhu Zhanji heard what Yang Shiqi said, he was stunned for a moment, with a bitter face, not understanding what he meant.

"As soon as the sun rises, the emperor will read the memorial. Once the imperial seal is affixed, there will be no chance to resolve this matter." Yang Shiqi looked at Zhu Zhanji and spoke again.

"Thank you, Lord, for informing me of this matter so late at night. I am deeply sorry for not being able to repay you!" After hearing Yang Shiqi's reminder again, Zhu Zhanji reacted immediately, knelt on his knees, and said to Yang Shiqi with his head down.

"Lord, please allow me to repay you in the future." Zhu Zhanji raised his head cautiously, looked at Yang Shiqi who was sitting upright, and said this to him.

Zhu Zhanji's words showed that he understood Yang Shiqi's words, and at the same time he was testing Yang Shiqi.

(End of this chapter)