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

Chapter 414 Alligator Dragon! Alligator Dragon! 10
Inside the cabin, Zhu Zhanhe, with a friendly expression, chatted and laughed with the four ministers, including the Xuande Emperor Zhu Zhanji, whose faces were stiff, as he introduced the various aspects of the alligator dragon, completely ignoring the increasingly unpleasant expressions on their faces.

Soon, amidst Zhu Zhanhe's constant boasting and the unpleasant expressions of the Xuande Emperor and his four ministers, Zhu Zhanhe's treasure ship returned to its original starting point.

As Emperor Xuande, Zhu Zhanji, was about to leave, Zhu Zhanhe spoke again.

“Cousin, I will hand over those three prefectures to the imperial court before I leave.”
As for when I will leave, I'm afraid it won't be more than a few years.

At that time, when the nation is established, I will send someone to deliver the letter of state to the imperial court.

At that time, I would also like to request the court to generously present me with portraits of Emperor Taizong and Emperor Taizu.” Zhu Zhanhe disregarded what others thought and reiterated the return date for the three prefectures, including Yunnan. At the same time, he requested portraits of Emperor Taizu Zhu Yuanzhang and Emperor Taizong Zhu Di from Emperor Xuande, for the purpose of establishing the country.

Of course, Zhu Zhanhe could have simply sent someone to paint his portrait himself. However, to ensure legitimacy, he decided to request it from the imperial court.

Seeing the stiff expression on Emperor Xuande's face, Zhu Zhanhe continued speaking before he could even open his mouth.

"Cousin!"

No matter when, as long as the Zhu family is still around.

"The Ming Dynasty still stands!!" Zhu Zhanhe watched as Emperor Xuande, Zhu Zhanji, was helped away from his treasure ship by Yang Shiqi and the other two. Zhu Zhanhe knew that after this parting, the two brothers would probably never see each other again! Therefore, Zhu Zhanhe could not hide his sadness and earnestly said to Emperor Xuande, Zhu Zhanji.

Okay!

Zhanhe, you have gifted me such precious grain seeds as a present, which could save countless lives.

Of course, I cannot be stingy either;

"When the letter from the Prince of Han's residence arrives, even if I am no longer here, the court will still entrust you with the portraits of Emperor Taizu and Emperor Taizong!" After hearing Zhu Zhanhe's words, Emperor Xuande, Zhu Zhanji, stopped and turned around with a slight limp, saying to Zhu Zhanhe.

At this moment, Emperor Xuande, Zhu Zhanji, was also very clear in his heart that this parting would be forever!
Then, under Zhu Zhanhe's watchful gaze, Emperor Xuande, Zhu Zhanji, was helped away by Yang Shiqi and the others.

Once the other person's figure disappeared, Zhu Zhanhe turned around and returned to his treasure ship's cabin.

“Return!
"Back to Yunnan!" With a command from Zhu Zhanhe, the fleet of the Prince of Han's mansion sailed out to sea like a dragon emerging from the ocean!

Meanwhile, Emperor Xuande, Zhu Zhanji, was also returning to Beijing on his treasure ship.

"Grand Secretary Yang, bring out the items." Emperor Xuande, Zhu Zhanji, leaned weakly against a wooden dragon throne and spoke softly to Yang Shiqi beside him.

"Yes~" Immediately after hearing the words of the Xuande Emperor, Yang Shiqi took out a wrapped imperial edict from his bosom without warning. After gently unwrapping the yellow silk wrapping, Yang Shiqi respectfully handed the edict to the Xuande Emperor, Zhu Zhanji.

Emperor Xuande, Zhu Zhanji, reached out and shakily unfolded the imperial edict, laying it flat on the table before him. Perhaps due to the slight rocking of the treasure ship, Emperor Xuande, Zhu Zhanji, stood up, his hands gripping the table, and stared intently at the contents of the edict, finding the words so jarring!

"Kenryu abdicates the throne!????"

Kenryu abdicated the throne!

"The abdication of the throne is about to happen!" Emperor Xuande, Zhu Zhanji, gripped the edge of the table tightly, his face contorted with rage, trying to keep himself from falling. He muttered to himself a mixture of self-mockery, grief, relief, and anger. At the same time, the madness in his eyes was unmistakable.
Yes, Yang Shiqi had always kept the imperial edict left by Emperor Yongle (Taizong) hidden in his bosom!

"..." At this moment, Yang Shiqi, standing at the lower end of the table, opened his mouth, but helplessly closed it again. Because, Yang Shiqi didn't know if his inappropriate words would cause Emperor Xuande, Zhu Zhanji, to collapse once more! Therefore, Yang Shiqi chose silence!
After a series of changes in expression and a long period of contemplation, Emperor Xuande, Zhu Zhanji, took out a golden token from his sleeve. It was none other than the Golden Dragon Token! "The Golden Dragon Token, the Golden Dragon Token!"

"Tell me, what should I do?" Clutching the Golden Dragon Token tightly in his hand, Emperor Xuande, Zhu Zhanji, once again fell into deep thought, his face pale. After all, although this Golden Dragon Token was his grandfather's keepsake, it now filled Emperor Xuande, Zhu Zhanji, with shame!
"Grandpa, what should I do?!" Clutching the Golden Dragon Token in his hand, and looking at the imperial edict before him, where his grandfather, the Yongle Emperor, and his father, the Renzong Emperor, were clearly visible, the Xuande Emperor, Zhu Zhanji, murmured softly with empty eyes, like a helpless child seeking help from his elders.

After a moment of sadness.

Then, as if he had made up his mind, Emperor Xuande, Zhu Zhanji, tremblingly raised his hand and picked up the writing brush that was on the table right next to him! After a long and difficult period of contemplation, Emperor Xuande finally pressed the writing brush down hard into the inkstone!

In an instant, the black ink in the inkstone overflowed! And Emperor Xuande, Zhu Zhanji, seemed to have his body completely drained, and slumped limply onto the dragon throne!
Looking up at the azure sky outside the window, Emperor Xuande, Zhu Zhanji, seemed to see again the crocodile dragon circling in the sky and swimming in the deep sea, roaring loudly at him!

"Grandpa~~~~~" Emperor Xuande, Zhu Zhanji, slumped on the dragon throne, clutching the Golden Dragon Token tightly in his hand, his eyes filled with sorrow.

Yang Shiqi below remained silent, standing still like a statue!

the other side.

The dignified Prince Zhu Zhanhe of Han had no such concerns!
At this moment, he had leisurely toured Annam and then leisurely returned to Yunnan.

When the Prince of Han's mansion in Yunnan received news that Zhu Zhanhe was about to return, the mansion became extremely lively.

After all, their backbone has returned!

When Zhu Zhanhe rode his horse to the gate of the Prince of Han's Palace in Yunnan, he saw that the area in front of the palace was already crowded with people waiting to welcome him.

"Your Highness, we are your humble servants." Led by Princess Xia, the wives and concubines bowed respectfully to Zhu Zhanhe and greeted him.

"Hmm, get up." Looking at his group of wives and concubines, so beautiful and charming, Zhu Zhanhe felt a great sense of accomplishment. After all, his wives and concubines were all obedient, sensible, and stunning beauties!
"Your sons pay their respects to Father!" After the wives finished speaking, it was Zhu Zhanhe's sons' turn. This time, to Zhu Zhanhe's surprise, it was his second son, Zhu Qihao, the son of Mu Ping'er, who led a group of his younger brothers to pay their respects to him.

Get up!

"Hao'er, where's your eldest brother?" Zhu Zhanhe couldn't help but ask when he couldn't find his eldest son.

"Reporting to Father, Grandpa Iron Face returned from India and took my elder brother to India."

"They say there's a big operation going on in Sindhu, and they want you, elder brother, to experience it firsthand." Zhu Qihao replied respectfully, raising his hand after hearing Zhu Zhanhe's question.

However, at this moment, Zhu Zhanhe saw a look of envy in his second son's eyes.

"Hao'er, since your older brother isn't home, you should set an example for your brothers."

Later today, you take your younger brothers to the study.

"Your father has something to tell you brothers." Looking at his son, who was only eight years old but had a very composed expression, Zhu Zhanhe was quite satisfied.

After hearing Zhu Zhanhe's words, it was clear that many of Zhu Zhanhe's wives and concubines had their eyes light up!

(End of this chapter)