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

Chapter 318 Zhu Gaoxu: The Prince of Han must die! Only then can we defeat him once!
"Second brother, we have a long life ahead of us, and so many beauties waiting for us to seduce! Why bother with that brat over temporary gains and losses!"

"Besides, your son He'er has given you a grandson. You're a grandfather now, you should think about your grandson." Prince Zhao continued to try his best to persuade his stubborn second brother, and brought up Zhu Qiyu, the third-generation eldest grandson of the Han Prince's Mansion, in order to hope that his second brother, the Han Prince, would change his mind for the sake of the child and not go to extremes, and would behave himself.

"Yu'er, my grandson." Upon hearing Prince Zhao mention his grandson, Prince Han seemed to have a change of heart, and his expression softened considerably. In a flash, Prince Han retrieved a portrait from a table in a nearby secret room, then carried it back to Prince Zhao.

"Third brother, third brother, look, this is my grandson, I'm a grandfather now."

I'm a grandfather now, third son! Look, look, look!

"With that little nose and eyes, he'll definitely grow up to be a fierce general!" The Prince of Han unfolded the portrait in front of the Prince of Zhao. The painting depicted a richly dressed woman, smiling broadly as she held an adorable baby. The baby was exquisitely beautiful, radiating an innocent and naive smile; just looking at the portrait was enough to make one feel fond of it.

Prince Zhao stared intently at the portrait and saw that it was indeed his second sister-in-law, Princess Wei, holding a small child, sitting in the garden with a beaming smile. This must be Zhu Qiyu, the eldest grandson of the Prince of Han! The moment Prince Zhao saw the child, he knew that this little boy was the future of the Prince of Han!

"Yes, second son, look how adorable this child is. You've never held a grandson before, have you? When we get to Yunnan, you'll have to personally train this eldest grandson!"
"We have so many wonderful days ahead of us; we can't afford to fight that brat." Looking at the baby in the portrait, to be honest, Prince Zhao was truly envious of his second brother. He envied his brother's numerous offspring and his grandson. So, seeing that the baby analogy was working, Prince Zhao continued to use it as an opportunity to persuade Prince Han, hoping to change his brother's mind and stop causing trouble.

"Third brother, listen to me: even now, I still can't beat that brat. I know I have absolutely no chance." The Prince of Han stared intently at the portrait of his wife and his adorable grandson, his face showing an unprecedented tenderness, and murmured to the Prince of Zhao.

"Second Prince" looked at the Han Prince, who seemed somewhat dazed as he spoke. For some reason, the Zhao Prince suddenly felt a chill run down his spine. Just as the Zhao Prince was about to speak, he was interrupted by the Han Prince.

"Third brother, I'm not reconciled!"
My son is so outstanding, why can't he be the emperor?! My grandson is so smart and adorable, why can't he be the emperor?!
I'm not reconciled, third brother!

Third brother, do you know what? I've found evidence that the throne was originally meant for me! It was the eldest brother and that brat who stole it from me!
They stole my throne!
I'm so sorry to He'er, so sorry to my grandson!

I can not be reconciled!

"I will make that brat suffer eternal damnation!" After slowly shifting his gaze from the portrait, the Han Prince's previously calm face suddenly contorted into a ferocious expression. As he spoke, the Han Prince roared at his younger brother, the Zhao Prince, with bloodshot eyes.

"Second brother?!" Prince Zhao looked at his second brother, who was almost delirious, and felt a chill run down his spine. He called out to his second brother softly, trying to calm Prince Han down, but it was clearly not working!
"Third brother, I know how to beat him! I know how to beat him!" Prince Han grabbed Prince Zhao's arm and roared loudly, indicating that he had one last way to beat that brat.

"The Prince of Han must die! The Prince of Han must die! Only by the Prince of Han dying can we defeat him! Third brother, help me, help your second brother one last time!"
Third brother, can you help your second brother one last time?

"Third brother, help your second brother one last time, let him win this time!" The Prince of Han's eyes were filled with madness as he desperately grabbed the Prince of Zhao's arm and pleaded with him in a tone he had never used before.

Looking at his second brother, whose eyes were filled with madness, Prince Zhao knew that if he didn't help this time and let his already mad second brother win, although he didn't know if the emperor would go crazy because of it, Prince Zhao was very sure that his second brother, Prince Han, would definitely be driven insane!

"Second brother, I'll help you!" Seeing his once spirited and arrogant second brother reduced to this state, Prince Zhao was deeply moved. Therefore, Prince Zhao, who had always hidden behind his second brother, decided to help him one last time!
Let the Prince of Han win one last time, let the Prince of Han die!

A few days later, on the day of the full moon celebration for Zhu Qiyu, the eldest son of the Xuande Emperor, for some unknown reason, the Emperor and Empress had a big argument in their bedroom and stormed off, followed by a state of martial law throughout the palace. All that was seen was the enraged Xuande Emperor leading his entourage into the Prince of Han's residence.

When Emperor Xuande arrived at the Prince of Han's residence with his entourage, they were astonished to find that the Prince of Han had already drawn his sword and killed everyone in the residence. The corpses were lying all over the ground, leaving everyone at a loss.

Then, in front of everyone, the Prince of Han threw away the blood-stained sword in his hand and led the Xuande Emperor into the room.

Those outside had no idea what the Prince of Han and the Xuande Emperor were saying inside the room. But just moments later, accompanied by the Prince of Han's maniacal laughter, the Xuande Emperor, nearly driven to madness, staggered out of the room and viciously announced that he would roast the Prince of Han alive inside!
Everyone was taken aback by Emperor Xuande's words, but naturally no one questioned his order.

Immediately, a group of Imperial Guards rushed into the room. Moments later, a blazing fire, accompanied by heart-wrenching screams and the pungent smell of roasting meat, wafted out. The Imperial Guards guarding outside couldn't help but feel a pang of pity, but they could only choose to turn a blind eye.

Of course, the Xuande Emperor could not see any of this, because he had already anxiously returned to the palace.

Back in the palace, Emperor Xuande, after a brief period of calm, looked at the investigation results delivered by the Embroidered Uniform Guard. Suddenly, he broke down again. He realized he had been deceived once more! His second uncle, Prince Han, was seeking death! Seeking death!
But he himself directly fulfilled his second uncle's wish to die, and became the one who killed his second uncle with his own hands!
"Ahhhhh!" Having figured everything out, the Xuande Emperor let out a devastating wail, then stumbled and ran towards the Prince of Han's residence. When he finally arrived, all he saw was a bronze bell blackened by the heat of the fire, and the pungent smell of roasted meat in the air made him want to vomit!
The Xuande Emperor knew that this time, he had lost, utterly lost! His second uncle had won with his life!
"Second Brother, the Prince of Han is dead. You've finally won against that brat." In the Prince of Zhao's mansion, the Prince of Zhao stood by the window, staring blankly in the direction of Yunnan, unwilling to turn around for a long time.

On this day, under the dark moonlight, a masked man emerged from a hidden corner of Beijing. Concealing his presence, he left the city, found a swift horse in a grove, mounted it, glanced back at the magnificent city of Beijing, and then rode away without a backward glance.
The next morning, a shocking piece of news spread: the Xuande Emperor had burned the Prince of Han to death, imprisoned the Prince of Zhao, and executed six commanders of the three major camps in the capital overnight. Moreover, the emperor had disappeared!
The court and the public were in an uproar!
When the officials arrived at court, they were shocked to find that the Xuande Emperor had not attended the court session that day, which made them even more uneasy.

Therefore, the three Yangs of the cabinet, led by Yang Shiqi, had no choice but to jointly request an audience with Empress Dowager Zhang!
(End of this chapter)