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

Chapter 4: Going Home with Mom

As the charging expert was knocked away, Zhu Zhanhe saw someone on the rooftop using a flying claw to lift the dragon chariot open. He couldn't help but complain in his heart, "This old man's acting is too unprofessional. This dragon chariot only looks good, but it's not sturdy at all." If the people from the Ministry of Works saw the dragon chariot being lifted up, they would be scared to death. Those who didn't know would think the dragon chariot made by the Ministry of Works was made of paper. It's too fake.

"Retreat, retreat!" The young man with great martial arts skills saw that the dragon chariot was empty, and his heart immediately sank. He shouted loudly to retreat, but it was too late. The battle had only lasted for a few minutes, but almost all the people around him were dead.

In fact, the real dragon chariot is made of a variety of hard wood and metal. It is not afraid of your flying claws, it cannot be cut by a knife, it cannot be penetrated by a crossbow, and it is not afraid of fire. The dragon chariot in front of you is too fake.

"Second brother, boy He, shall we go and show our loyalty?" Zhu Gaosui, the Bronze Pea, watched the dragon chariot being dismantled, and instantly realized that this was a trick by his father to lure the snake out of its hole. He wondered whether he should go and show his loyalty.

"No need. How can I, your brother, just sit there and do nothing? I've made preparations." His father stopped his uncle Tongwandou, who wanted to show off, with a smug look on his face. After he finished speaking, he blew a whistle. Suddenly, teams of armed soldiers rushed out from all corners and surrounded the few remaining rebels on the scene.

Uncle Tongwandou looked at his second brother's actions with some surprise, then smiled and stopped talking.

"Boy, put away your weapons. Dad will teach you another lesson today. Those in power don't need to charge into battle. They just need to use people. Just like this." Zhu Gaoxu pointed at the soldiers in front who were constantly slaughtering rebels and said to his son.

Hearing this, Zhu Zhanhe nodded, frowned slightly and thought, put the knife in his hand back into the scabbard, and put the shield back on the other side of the horse.

Looking at his obedient son, Zhu Gaoxu was very pleased and spoke a few words of comfort.

"You actually did a good job. When the superior needs to fight personally, he must also have the ability and strength to fight. You did a good job in this regard." Zhu Gaoxu did not hesitate to praise his son.

On the other side of the battlefield, the last person was captured alive. The person captured alive was the young man with the strongest martial arts skills just now, but he was still knocked down by the battle formation. If it weren't for the need to keep him alive in the end, the battle would probably have ended faster!

Moreover, he didn't swallow the poison. It is unknown whether he was beaten during the battle or didn't want to die.

At this moment, his angry and helpless roar resounded through the sky, and he was surrounded by countless armored soldiers!
Seeing that an assassination attempt was over, his father, Prince Han, just glanced at the prisoner who was beaten and vomiting blood, full of contempt, waved his hand lightly, and asked his soldiers to take the man away.

In contrast, his third uncle Tong Wandou just glanced at him and stopped talking. It was obvious that he didn't want to get involved in this assassination case for the time being.

Zhu Zhanhe looked at the messy assassination scene and sighed. Human life is really worthless in this society. And they don't have to deal with the chaos here. Naturally, the people from Yingtian Prefecture and Wucheng Bingmasi will come forward to deal with it.

"He'er, go home first. After something like this happened, your father and I will go to the palace to meet your grandfather." Looking at his father in armor and with a glorious face, he really couldn't bear to hit his self-confidence in front of so many people.

"Dad, why don't you go back and change into a set of court robes before going." Finally, Zhu Zhanhe decided to give it a try.

Obviously, the result was obvious. His father didn't listen at all. He just waved at him and left with his third uncle.

"Father, uncle, take care. I'm going back to the palace first." Zhu Zhanhe turned over the horse to his father and third uncle, and then led his personal soldiers to the Prince of Han's Palace.

As for the other side, what happened in the palace had little to do with him. He should go back and see his mother Wei first. After all, she was really good to him!

Riding his own snow-capped BMW and accompanied by his personal guards, Zhu Zhanhe finally arrived at his doorstep. Looking at the magnificent, grand, and splendid Han Palace before him, he was truly moved. He felt really lucky in this life. Although this was a world without demons, he was born into such a royal family. As long as he was born, he had won!

"The young master is back, the young master is back, go and inform the princess." The gatekeeper at the door saw the figure of his young master from afar, and quickly sent someone to inform the princess who was anxiously waiting in the palace.

"Congratulations, Prince, on your triumphant return!" The servants at the door knelt on the ground from a distance to welcome his arrival.

Zhu Zhanhe dismounted and pulled up the person kneeling in front of him. It was his uncle Wei Jizhong. His mother, Wei, was the daughter of a farmer in the former Yanwang vassal state. Because his father was not favored by Emperor Taizu Zhu Yuanzhang, he was not assigned a princess.

Seeing that his son was approaching age, the then Prince of Yan Zhu Di, after asking Emperor Taizu many times without success, finally understood what he meant. So he carefully selected a wife for his favorite son from a farmer's family in the Prince of Yan's territory, and then reported it to Emperor Taizu. Emperor Taizu only gave a "permitted" and decided on his grandson's marriage.

However, his aunt was married to his uncle Zhu Gaochi by his great-grandfather Zhu Yuanzhang himself, which shows how big the gap was.

His mother had only one daughter in her family. Originally, there were three sons, but due to illness, only one was left, the current Wei Jizhong. His original name was Wei Ji, and his father Zhu Gaoxu changed it to Wei Jizhong.

Although his uncle was of average ability and not very wise, he was very loyal. He always did what his father Zhu Gaoxu said and never contradicted him. Therefore, his father trusted him, so he made him a steward in the palace and even found him a wife.

"Uncle, please get up quickly. Is mother okay?" Zhu Zhanhe pulled his uncle up and asked his mother, Wei.

"Okay, everything is fine. I just miss you. You've been away with the prince for almost a year without sending any news home. The princess is very worried." Wei Jizhong looked at his eldest nephew with concern. He was dressed in armor, tall and burly, very majestic, and his majesty became more and more heavy. His words and movements were also more respectful.

"My lord, let's go in quickly. The princess is waiting." Wei Jizhong took the reins from Zhu Zhanhe's hand, handed it to the servant who was in charge of raising horses, and followed Zhu Zhanhe into the Prince of Han's Mansion.

"This is the imperial horse, please take good care of it for me." Before leaving, Zhu Zhanhe also instructed his horse to take good care of himself.

At this time, in the main hall of the Prince of Han's Mansion, a woman with a beautiful face and a slim figure was sitting in the lobby, looking towards the door anxiously, and the handkerchief in her hand was twisted into a knot.

"Xiu'er, hurry up and look again. Look at the laundry, the brazier, and the food the prince loves. My son has arrived home." It was the Princess of Han, waiting for her son to come home. She hadn't seen her son in nearly a year. She didn't know if he was injured on the battlefield or if he was emaciated from starvation. If her son was injured, she would fight the Prince of Han to the death!
"Princess, I have checked it several times. I checked it again myself. There is no problem. The doorman just reported that the prince has arrived at the front hall." The princess's personal maid is a beautiful and plump older sister named Xiu'er. She was chosen by the princess to serve her after she entered the palace.

"That's good, that's good." Princess Wei breathed a sigh of relief, but still stared at the door.

Seeing the princess's nervous look, to be honest, Xiu'er was also a little nervous. When she first entered the palace, she was still a maid of Prince Gaoyang, and then followed Princess Wei. It can be said that she watched Zhu Zhanhe grow up. The child called her Aunt Xiu since he was a child, and she cared about him very much.

At the beginning, when the prince was going to take Zhu Zhanhe to the battlefield, she and the princess secretly cried for a long time, and her eyes were swollen. She didn't have a child, and she treated Zhu Zhanhe like her own child. How could she not worry about him?

　The other wives and children of King Han Zhu Gaoxu will not be described in detail because there are not many subsequent plots. They will only be mentioned when necessary.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)