Ming Dynasty: I, Zhu Yunwen, started by resurrecting my grandmother.

Zhu Yunwen knew in his heart that this was a plan that Qi Tai and Zhu Yunwen had already devised in advance, and it would be extremely difficult to change it.

At this moment, Chang Yuchun had already gathered his soldiers and was preparing to break into the prison when he learned that Zhu Yunwen had already been released.

Chang Yuchun was very happy when he learned of this.

He thought to himself that no matter what, Zhu Yunwen had temporarily overcome a difficult situation.

Zhu Yuntong came to visit Chang Yuchun and explained his thoughts to him.

When Zhu Yunwen learned that Chang Yuchun was preparing to break him out of prison, he was deeply moved.

At the same time, Zhu Yunwen said to Chang Yuchun, "Grandfather, you must not do this. Breaking into the prison is tantamount to rebellion."

Chang Yuchun laughed and said, "I was forced into this situation. Even if there was only a sliver of hope, I, your grandfather, couldn't do it this way."

"If the late emperor were still alive, I think this would never have happened."

When Zhu Yunwen heard Chang Yuchun mention his grandfather, the Emperor, his heart stirred.

Chang Yuchun continued, "Chen Zuyi and his gang are extremely rampant."

According to the scouts, we are less than a hundred miles away!

"Let's send our troops there immediately."

Zhu Yunwen nodded in agreement.

Zhu Yunwen mustered a thousand men from the military training ground, joined forces with Chang Yuchun's army, and marched eastward.

However, when night fell, a scout reported that Chen Zuyi's pirates had all retreated.

Chang Yuchun was puzzled, wondering what was going on.

Zhu Yunwen knew perfectly well that Chen Zuyi and his son Chen Shiliang had not actually attacked the capital.

That was Tie Xian's men posing as pirates to bluff, thus giving Zhu Yunwen the opportunity to seize military power.

Although it was only a thousand men, which he had tricked Zhu Di into giving him, the number was small, but it could still solve many problems.

Chang Yuchun was still a little disappointed: "Now that the pirates have retreated, let's lead our troops back to the capital."

"Grandfather, we've finally made it out this time, how can we go back?" Zhu Yunwen shook his head.

"So, what do you mean?"

Zhu Yunwen straightened his clothes and said to Chang Yuchun, "Chen Zuyi and his son Chen Shiliang have brought great disasters to the people along the coast. Their evil deeds are simply too numerous to mention."

Now that we're out here, why don't we take care of them first, and then head back?

Chang Yuchun slapped his thigh and laughed heartily: "As expected of my grandson, he really has guts."

However, it's said that Chen Zuyi and his men have tens of thousands of pirates, while we only have a little over a thousand. How can we possibly be a match for them?"

Zhu Yunwen looked outside and said, "The art of war says that the quality of an army is more important than its quantity. Throughout history, there have been countless battles in which the weak have defeated the strong and the few have defeated the many, such as the Battle of Guandu, the Battle of Red Cliffs, and the Battle of Fei River."

"If we use our strategies and tactics properly, it's not impossible."

"Good lad, this time your grandfather will risk his life to accompany you and fight them."

The two talked for a while, made some plans, and then went to rest.

Inside Zhu Yunwen's tent.

Zhu Yunwen didn't know how long he had slept, but in his hazy state, he felt something pecking at his face.

He opened his eyes and saw that a crane had appeared in the tent at some unknown time.

The crane was not clearly visible when it was crouching, but when it stood up, it was about two or three zhang tall, and entirely white.

Its two legs were like two iron pillars, thick and strong, and its claws were like steel hooks, incredibly hard.

It's undeniable that the crane was incredibly handsome, and it would occasionally let out a low cry.

Zhu Yunwen had never seen a crane like this before.

I wonder where that crane came from and what it wants.

However, judging from the crane's expression, it seemed to be very close to me.

Its long, pointed beak rubbed against its own face, covering it with drool.

"Where do you come from? Where are you going? What do you want to do?"

Strangely, the crane seemed to understand him, grabbing his clothes with its hard beak and dragging him outside.

Zhu Yunwen was very curious and wondered what the crane wanted to do.

So he followed the crane outside the tent.

The crane bent down and flapped its wings, indicating that Zhu Yunwen should ride on its back.

Zhu Yunwen then boldly mounted it.

He had just settled down when the crane flapped its wings and suddenly took to the air.

Zhu Yunwen was startled and stumbled on the crane's back.

The crane's back was very broad and quite stable.

The crane carried Zhu Yunwen and slowly rose up, flying towards the capital.

Zhu Yuntong felt a gust of wind around her ears, as if she were floating on clouds.

He then asked the crane, "Where are you taking me?"

The crane let out a low cry and flew higher and higher, as if it were getting closer and closer to the sky.

After a short while, the crane slowly landed.

Zhu Yunwen looked up and realized that this was none other than the Kunning Palace.

Zhu Yunwen felt strange, wondering why the crane had brought him to his grandmother's place.

So he went into the Kunning Palace and entered the room where his grandmother lived.

However, to his surprise, he did not see his grandmother, but instead saw an old man.

The old man was tall with a white beard and a dignified appearance. He wore a dragon robe and a crown.

Zhu Yunwen opened his eyes wide and looked carefully. Who was that person if not his grandfather, Zhu Yuanzhang?

He quickly walked up to Zhu Yuanzhang, knelt down with a thud, and cried out, "Grandson greets His Majesty!"

Old Zhu smiled and helped him up: "You silly grandson, your imperial grandfather has only just arrived at Yingzhou Immortal Island and hasn't even had a few days of carefree enjoyment."

Why did you call me back again?

Hearing Old Zhu's familiar voice, Zhu Yunwen was filled with excitement.

He tugged at Old Zhu's sleeve: "Grandpa Emperor, is it really you?"

Old Zhu nodded slightly: "I'm playing with Qin Shi Huang right now."

I heard you called me back, so I rode a crane back overnight.

"How's it going? Is this crane working well?"

Zhu Yunwen found this fascinating: "Grandfather, did you really see the First Emperor, Ying Zheng?"

"Yes, we were drinking, chatting, and playing chess together," Old Zhu said earnestly, as if he were telling the truth.

It seems that Qin Shi Huang truly attained immortality.

About a thousand years have passed, and he is still alive. How old must he be?

"Grandpa Emperor, if you have the chance, please take me there for a stroll. I also want to meet the First Emperor."

"That won't do. The only people living up there are gods and emperors. You're not qualified," Old Zhu said, shaking his head.

Upon hearing this, Zhu Yunwen gave a wry smile, unsure whether what Old Zhu said was true or false.

But no matter what, Grandpa Huang came back to life.

Zhu Yunwen was in a good mood, feeling much more confident now. He thought, "Let's see who dares to bully me now."

"Grandpa, why are you all here alone?"

Where did Grandma go?

Old Zhu waved his hand: "Let's not talk about this. I originally wanted to give your grandmother a surprise, but after she saw me, she scolded me and told me to go find Consort Guo Ning, Consort Sun and others."

Where am I supposed to find them?

Upon hearing this, Zhu Yunwen chuckled, thinking to himself, "Who told you to be such a fickle womanizer? If you were truly devoted to your grandmother, would she treat you like this?"

At that moment, Zhu Yunwen saw a washboard on the floor next to the table.

He then asked, "Grandpa, what's going on?"

Old Zhu deliberately darkened his face: "You son of a bitch, why do you have to bring up the most awkward things?"

Didn't I just kneel up there for a while?

Upon hearing this, Zhu Yunwen was overjoyed, thinking to himself, "Everyone says that my grandfather is afraid of my grandmother, and it seems that's really true."

Zhu Yunwen then asked, "Grandpa, does your knee still hurt?"

"My grandson will give you a massage."

"No need," Old Zhu glared at him, "You mustn't follow in your grandfather's footsteps in this regard."

"You must remain faithful to one man until death. However, you do resemble your grandfather quite a bit, so remaining chaste in the future might not be so easy."

Zhu Yunwen thought to himself that his grandfather was really interesting. He boasted about his good looks, but he couldn't figure out where his confidence came from!

Zhu Yunwen asked with a smile, "Grandpa Emperor, so you're not leaving again this time you've come back?"

Old Zhu shook his head: "That won't do. There can't be two suns in the sky, and two rulers in the country. If I'm in the capital, how will Zhu Yunwen handle government affairs?"

I don't want to think about anything anymore, I can rest now.

"Once your grandmother's anger subsides, I'm going to take him to Yingzhou, and we'll relax there."

Zhu Yunwen immediately became anxious upon hearing this: "Grandpa, that won't do. You just got back, how can you leave?"

"Since you and Grandmother are in the capital, I can still do my part to show my filial piety."

Old Zhu laughed and rubbed his knees: "Back then, when your father fell ill, it was Zhu Yunwen who took care of him."

I saw it all, and it touched me deeply.

I believe that a person who is so filial will not be too bad at governing the country.

I didn't expect your grandson to be so filial.

"Grandpa, you're back. Don't leave now. If you must go, take me with you."

I'm so depressed here.

"That won't do. You're still very young, and there are many things waiting for you to do." Old Zhu shook his head.

"Grandpa, do you know? You almost didn't get to see your grandson again."

Old Zhu nodded: "I know all those things. I'm sorry to have troubled you."

Yunwen is ruthless; I didn't expect that.

The reason I made him the Crown Prince was because of his benevolence and filial piety.

I didn't expect him to be so ruthless.

"Yes."

Old Zhu sighed, "Grandpa Emperor, I feel a little sorry for you."

According to the provisions of the "Imperial Ancestral Instructions of the Ming Dynasty", your mother, Lady Chang, and your father gave birth to Zhu Xiong Ying and you.

Zhu Xiong Ying died young, so you are the legitimate grandson of the emperor.

Although Lady Lü was later elevated to the position of Empress, according to the rules, her children would not be considered legitimate grandsons of the Emperor, as there are historical precedents for this.

Before King Zhou of Yin gave birth to Di Xin, his mother had already given birth to two children: the eldest son, Wei Zi Qi, and the second son, Wei Zhong. However, at that time, Di Xin's mother was not the queen, but a concubine.

Although she was later officially recognized as the legitimate wife, those two children could not be considered legitimate sons.

According to the primogeniture system, Wei Zi Qi and Wei Zhong had no right to inherit.

Zhu Yunwen thought to himself, "My grandfather knows everything about this matter."

If we follow the primogeniture system, then Zhu Yunwen would not be the legitimate grandson of the emperor, and he would have no right to inherit the throne.

"Grandpa Emperor also has his difficulties."

You and Yunwen are both my grandsons; they're both my flesh and blood.

However, considering the bigger picture, your grandfather ultimately chose him as the legitimate grandson of the emperor. Do you resent your grandfather for this?

Zhu Yunwen never expected that his father, Zhu, would say such things as soon as they met.

This stirred something within him. In truth, he had truly lost out; the throne, which was practically in his grasp, had been snatched away by Zhu Yunwen.

Moreover, Zhu Yunwen had persecuted him repeatedly; if he hadn't been lucky, he probably would have died long ago.

Now that my grandfather has made his point clear, I can't say anything more.

In fact, being an emperor has its own troubles, and being an ordinary citizen has its own freedoms.

Thinking of this, Zhu Yunwen smiled and said, "Grandfather, this matter is over, you don't need to take it to heart."

As long as it's beneficial to the stability of the Ming Dynasty and to the people, anything goes.

Even if it costs me my head, I'd give it my life.

Zhu Yuanzhang patted Zhu Yunwen on the shoulder: "You are such a sensible and good grandson."

The reason why the Emperor made this arrangement was firstly because he believed that this would ensure the Zhu family's dynasty would last for ten thousand generations;

Besides, it will also protect you, including your uncles.

"Eternity?" Zhu Yunwen sneered inwardly upon hearing this, thinking to himself, "Grandpa, how come you've made the same mistake as Qin Shi Huang in this regard?"

Why did Qin Shi Huang have this idea of ​​one, two, three, or even ten thousand generations?

As a result, the Qin Dynasty lasted for two generations before it collapsed.

The Ming Dynasty's reign lasted only a little over two hundred years.

Where is there any eternity?

However, he couldn't bring himself to confront Lao Zhu directly about these things.

"Grandpa, I'm afraid your good intentions may not be rewarded."

Zhu Yunwen was probably not as merciful as you think.

Fourth Uncle is probably not as compliant as you think.

Old Zhu raised an eyebrow: "What did you say?"

Was Zhu Di going to compete with Yongwen for the throne?

"Yes."

"No one knows a son better than his father," Zhu Yunwen paced back and forth in the hall with his hands behind his back. "Grandfather's purpose in making this arrangement is..."

If a foreign enemy were to invade, the uncle and nephew would surely join forces to fight against it.

If there are thieves causing trouble within their ranks, they will surely unite to eliminate the dissidents.

Even if we take a step back and assume that the two of them actually fight,

But no matter who wins in the end, won't the country eventually belong to our Zhu family?

In other words, Grandpa Emperor is guaranteed to win this round.

Upon hearing this, Zhu Yunwen couldn't help but secretly admire his grandfather's wisdom.

He's right. If Zhu Di and Zhu Yunwen were to fight, regardless of who wins or loses, the throne would still belong to the Zhu family.

"Grandfather, have you ever thought about how many people would die if Fourth Uncle and Zhu Yunwen were to fight?"

How much suffering will the common people endure?

That would result in rivers of blood and mountains of corpses. Have you considered that, sir?