My hotel is full of emperors throughout history.

Zhu Di, who was so angry that his vision blurred and he was about to collapse, suddenly raised his head, and a glimmer of light suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"Really?! Beijing held out? They didn't move south?"

"Absolutely true!"

Chen Mo nodded emphatically.

"The Battle of Beijing was a crucial victory in the mid-Ming Dynasty."

"Hahaha!!!"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Di immediately burst into laughter.

"Yu Qian... Zhu Qiyu... Not bad! Really not bad!!"

Zhu Di's anger finally subsided a little, and he looked on with admiration.

"It seems not all of my descendants are as useless as Zhu Qizhen!"

Zhu Yuanzhang, who was standing to the side, was also very excited and said "good" three times in a row.

"Excellent! Excellent! What a brilliant Zhu Qiyu! What a brilliant Yu Qian! Talented people emerge in every generation... How fortunate! How fortunate indeed!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he glared fiercely at Zhu Di.

"Thank goodness they were here! Otherwise, our Great Ming Dynasty would have perished at the hands of that little beast!"

"Although we can't deal with Zhu Qizhen, we're more than capable of dealing with you, Prince Yan, Zhu Di."

After Zhu Yuanzhang finished speaking, he looked at Chen Mo again, but this time his expression was not as bad.

"And then? What happened to that little beast Zhu Qizhen?"

Chen Mo remained silent for a while, his gaze becoming even more evasive.

Upon seeing this, Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Di felt a sense of unease once again.

"...Later, the Oirats felt that keeping Zhu Qizhen was not of much use, so they released him back to the Ming Dynasty."

"But at this time, his younger brother Zhu Qiyu had already ascended the throne and, with the assistance of ministers such as Yu Qian, had stabilized the situation."

"When Zhu Qizhen returned, he was honored as the Retired Emperor, but in reality, he was placed under house arrest in the Southern Palace."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Di's expressions softened slightly.

At least the country didn't fall directly in the hands of this incompetent fool.

Moreover, it didn't return to his hands. If it had, the Ming Dynasty would probably be finished.

But Chen Mo's next words completely extinguished their breath that they had just caught.

"A few years later, Emperor Jingtai fell seriously ill. Since he had no son to inherit the throne, some officials began to harbor disloyal thoughts..."

Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Di's expressions grew increasingly grim.

They both knew what was to come without even guessing, but even so, Zhu Di still asked with a glimmer of hope.

"And then?"

"Later, with the support of some ambitious officials and eunuchs, Zhu Qizhen launched a coup, known in history as the Tumu Crisis, and regained the throne."

"Coup...seizure of the gate..."

Zhu Yuanzhang pondered these two words, his face so gloomy it seemed to drip water.

Zhu Di frowned deeply, for he himself had usurped the throne.

But he was forced into it, and after taking power, he created the Yongle Prosperity!

What is Zhu Qizhen anyway?

Being captured and humiliated by the nation, it's one thing if they don't commit suicide!

Is she going to come back and steal her younger brother's place?

However, Chen Mo's next sentence was like a true game-changer, directly piercing through Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Di's last psychological defenses:

"After Zhu Qizhen was restored to the throne, in order to legitimize his coup d'état and to avenge Yu Qian's support of his younger brother, which led to his loss of the throne..."

"He...he executed Yu Qian, who had rendered meritorious service in protecting the country, on the fabricated charge of plotting rebellion."

Zhu Yuanzhang: ? ? ?

Zhu Di: ? ? ?

Zhu Biao: ? ? ?

"..."

Time seemed to freeze at that moment.

The three members of the Zhu family fell into a deathly silence.

Finally, Zhu Di was the first to realize what was happening.

"Kill...kill...Yu Qian?! Hahaha...hahahahaha!"

When he first heard the words "execute Qian", his mind went blank.

Now the Zhu family can no longer escape the reputation of killing meritorious officials.

"puff--"

Zhu Di felt a sweet taste in his throat and a metallic taste rising in his mouth. He was so angry that he spat out a small mouthful of blood.

His body swayed violently, and he grabbed the wall to keep from falling to the ground.

Zhu Di raised his head, his eyes like those of a madman, and squeezed out a desperate roar from between his teeth.

"A tyrannical ruler! A depraved and incompetent ruler! He's destroying the very foundation of the nation! He's destroying the very foundation of the nation!!!"

"Zhu Qizhen! You stupid pig! You beast! You don't deserve the surname Zhu!"

"Good! Now my Zhu family can't escape the reputation of killing a meritorious official!"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Di raised an eyebrow and immediately kicked him.

"Go ahead and howl, but why do I feel like you're subtly criticizing us?"

Zhu Di covered his buttocks and dodged.

"No! I'm cursing Zhu Qizhen! That beast who killed even such a meritorious official!"

Chen Mo remained silent for a while, then added fuel to the fire.

"On the twenty-third day of the first month, Yu Qian was escorted to Chongwen Gate, where he met his final end in front of the city he had fought so hard to defend—he was beheaded… Historical records state: The world felt he was unjustly accused!"

"When the court went to confiscate Yu Qian's property, they found that he had no extra money at all, and the main house was locked up tightly."

Chen Mo sighed.

"Upon opening it, one finds only the python robe and sword bestowed upon him by Zhu Qiyu."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes filled with terrifying bloodshot veins, and his fists clenched so tightly they cracked.

Chen Mo paused for a moment, then spoke again.

"After that, Yu Qian died, and the new Minister of War, Chen Ruyan, was exposed for his misdeeds in less than a year. He had amassed a huge fortune through embezzlement alone."

"We're going to kill that little beast!"

Finally, Zhu Yuanzhang could no longer hold back.

He looked at Zhu Di, his teeth seemingly grinding to powder.

"Fourth son! This is your descendant!"

"Your descendants are truly remarkable!"

"As emperor, he was captured, ran to the gates of his own city and begged for his life, then returned and launched a coup, and finally even killed the meritorious officials who saved our Ming Dynasty!"

"You say we kill meritorious officials to pave the way for those below us, but what was he doing killing Yu Qian?"

"Is it also for paving the road?"

"Exactly! And they even openly killed them! Now it's a done deal that the Zhu family is killing its meritorious officials!"

"Is he still subtly criticizing us?"