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

Chapter 166 Prince Han: What do you think about today's incident?

Seeing the King of Han, the King of Zhao, and especially the Crown Prince of Han rushing in, Fan Zhong's face was full of anxiety and confusion, and he immediately followed in with his sword in hand.

"Your servant Yang Shiqi will obey the imperial edict!" As soon as they entered the tent, everyone heard Yang Shiqi's loud voice, as if it was spoken specifically for everyone.

Zhu Zhanhe and others had just arrived at the main tent, and before they had time to enter the inner tent where Emperor Yongle was resting, Yang Shiqi walked out towards them.

"Lord Yang, what did the emperor say?" Zhu Zhanji was originally following behind the King of Han and others. After seeing Yang Shiqi coming towards him, he immediately hurried to the front of the King of Han and others and asked Yang Shiqi anxiously.

"Alas, the emperor is still determined to continue the fight." Yang Shiqi sighed with a sad face, looked at Zhu Zhanji, then at the King of Han and the King of Zhao, and spoke.

Zhu Zhanji was just about to step forward when he suddenly saw memorials being thrown out from the inner tent. Everyone looked at each other in confusion.

"What are you going to do?" At this time, Yang Shiqi saw Zhu Zhanji taking a step to enter the inner tent, and couldn't help but ask.

"My two uncles are here, I have to go in and inform them!" Zhu Zhanji shrugged his shoulders helplessly, pointed at the King of Han and the King of Zhao beside him, curled his lips, and responded to Yang Shiqi's words.

"Then you better be careful, the emperor is very angry." Yang Shiqi turned his head and looked at the King of Han and the King of Zhao again. His deep eyes seemed to casually sweep over Zhu Zhanhe, and he reminded the crown prince.

"Get out! Bang!" Before Zhu Zhanji could take a step, another memorial was thrown out from the room, accompanied by a loud shout of "Get out".

"Second uncle, third uncle, why don't you go back to the camp first and come back after grandpa has calmed down?" After hearing the voice coming from inside the tent, Zhu Zhanji turned to the King of Han and the King of Zhao and spoke to persuade them again.

However, the more he said this, the more suspicious the King of Han and the King of Zhao became, because ever since they entered the camp, they had been constantly blocked and not allowed to see the emperor. With their keen intuition gained from years of fighting, how could they not notice anything unusual!

So, without waiting for Zhu Zhanji to say anything, King Han and King Zhao glanced at Zhu Zhanji and walked straight towards the inner tent where Emperor Yongle was resting.

"Dad, the soldiers haven't been home for a year and have no morale, Your Majesty!" Prince Han walked while muttering and complaining loudly, and his resentment could be said to be soaring to the sky.

Zhu Zhanhe also followed his father's footsteps. He knew that today's incident was not simple and there must be something fishy going on! His grandfather, Emperor Yongle, was probably seriously ill and bedridden, or even passed away!
Because he keenly discovered that Fan Zhong handed the King of Han's sword to Zhu Zhanji, while Fan Zhong himself was holding the King of Zhao's sword, and both of their hands were on the hilts!

Moreover, Zhu Zhanhe, who had extremely sharp senses, discovered that there were quite a few people hiding in the tent! In the corner of the tent!
When Prince Han arrived at the inner tent and was about to break in, he saw a figure lying on a small couch through the gap in the curtain. Before he could go in, another pen holder was thrown out and rolled right at Prince Han's feet, scaring him so much.

Zhu Zhanhe behind him was indifferent. He keenly noticed that there was a living person in the inner tent!

"Grandpa, it was your two uncles who broke in by force, not that your grandson did not understand the order!" At this time, looking at the two frightened princes, Zhu Zhanji spoke quickly and said something.

This shout immediately made Prince Han retract his hand that was about to lift the curtain. After all, Prince Han and Prince Zhao were really afraid of their father, Emperor Yongle.

Prince Han looked sullen, put down his hand that was about to lift the curtain, and walked angrily to Zhu Zhanji.

"Don't accuse me, kid. When did I force my way in?" Prince Han lowered his head slightly and spoke in a panic. At the same time, he keenly noticed Zhu Zhanji's hand holding the knife, but he didn't care at all.

Yang Shiqi also noticed the hands of the crown prince and Fan Zhong tightly gripping the hilts of their swords, and quickly came to Zhu Zhanji, blocking the sight of the King of Han and the King of Zhao with his body.

"Why don't you two princes return to the camp first?

"If the emperor asks about it, the two princes will suffer a loss!" Yang Shiqi blocked everyone's view and said to the Prince of Han. Prince Han looked back at the inner tent of Emperor Yongle unwillingly, gritted his teeth, reached out and fiercely grabbed the sword handed to him by Zhu Zhanji, snorted coldly, turned around and walked out.

Prince Zhao also took the sword handed over by Fan Zhong, looked at Zhu Zhanji coldly, and followed Prince Han out.

Zhu Zhanhe reached out and took his sword from Fan Zhong, smiling slightly.

"Fan Zhong, you must not forget what Grandpa told you." Zhu Zhanhe said to Fan Zhong while holding the sword. Fan Zhong was stunned by what he said.

"Lord Yang, big brother, some things can only happen once. I think the court will at least not be in chaos." Zhu Zhanji said slowly to Yang Shiqi and Zhu Zhanji. As soon as these words came out, Zhu Zhanji was shocked and looked flustered.

"Prince of Han..." Yang Shiqi wanted to explain.

"Yang Gelao, no matter what time, grandpa has never been away from seeing my father and Third Uncle!" Zhu Zhanhe hung the sword on his waist and whispered to Yang Shiqi. Then, he ignored the shock of Yang Shiqi and the others and quickly followed the footsteps of his father, Prince Han.

"Lord Yang, the Crown Prince of Han...?" Zhu Zhanji looked at Zhu Zhanhe leaving and couldn't help but ask.

"It seems that the Prince of Han is testing us." Yang Shiqi stopped Zhu Zhanji from saying anything. However, thinking of Zhu Zhanji's playful eyes, Yang Shiqi guessed that the Prince of Han must have guessed something, but did not expose it!
In fact, since the first time he saw the Han prince today, Yang Shiqi had been staring at him and studying him carefully. He really wanted to know what was so special about the Han prince mentioned in the edict of Emperor Yongle before his death!
After just one encounter, Yang Shiqi had a basic understanding of him: he was tall and strong, walked like a dragon and a tiger, and his every move was full of intimidation! The blindfold on his face made it difficult to see his eyes, but even so, Yang Shiqi felt that his gaze had been noticed by the Han prince!
The Han prince is no ordinary person! This was Yang Shiqi's first impression of Zhu Zhanhe.

"Fan Zhong, what did Zhanhe mean just now?" Zhu Zhanji felt that Yang Shiqi's judgment was correct, so he turned his head and looked at Fan Zhong again.

"Your Highness, I don't know what the Prince of Han said!" After hearing Zhu Zhanji's question, Fan Zhong hurriedly explained.

However, Yang Shiqi discovered that Fan Zhong unconsciously touched an inconspicuous bright yellow ring on his hand!

"Grandson, this must be a plot by the Crown Prince of Han to sow discord." Yang Shiqi didn't want to have any conflicts with Fan Zhong now, so he immediately spoke up to explain for Fan Zhong.

But Fan Zhong did not answer, but came to the side and lifted the curtain in a corner of the tent. Dozens of armored and sword-wielding soldiers were lurking inside!
Although Fan Zhong knew that this was useless with the Prince of Han around, he could not tell anyone about this because this was his promise to Emperor Yongle!
On the other side, Zhu Zhanhe, who was going out, quickly caught up with his father, Prince Han, and his third uncle, Prince Zhao.

"Dad, Third Uncle, something is wrong with what happened today!" Zhu Zhanhe looked at his father and Third Uncle while riding on his horse and reminded them.

"Did Yang Shiqi come here on the orders of the Crown Prince to persuade the Emperor to return to the capital?" When Prince Han heard the words, he turned his head to look at his son, his brows furrowed immediately, and he turned to ask the third son, Prince Zhao.

"It's not that simple!" Prince Zhao twisted his mouth, narrowed his eyes, and looked gloomy and indignant. The spy hadn't found anything useful!

"Let's go back to the camp!" Prince Han also had a serious face. He turned around on his horse and took Zhu Zhanhe and others back to the camp in the direction of the Three Thousand Camp and the Five Army Camp.

"He'er, come in and talk." After returning to the headquarters of the Three Thousand Camp and the Five Army Camp, Prince Han directly called his son into the camp gate.

"Dad, Third Uncle!" After entering the door, Zhu Zhanhe raised his hand and saluted to his father and Prince Zhao.

"We are all family, don't be polite, come and sit down and talk." Third uncle Prince Zhao patted the chair beside him, motioning his eldest nephew to sit down and talk. He knew his eldest nephew inside and out and was even a little afraid of him!

"He'er, what do you think about what happened today?" As soon as he sat down, Prince Han couldn't wait to ask.

(End of this chapter)