I was to be executed by Zhu Yuanzhang, and Empress Ma smashed Zhu Yuanzhang's jade seal.

Just as tensions were rising in the Fengtian Hall...

Hurried footsteps entered the Fengtian Hall! The sound came from outside the hall.

The official uniform of the Embroidered Uniform Guard.

With sharp eyes, he was none other than Jiang Huan, the deputy commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard.

As soon as he entered the main hall, he immediately knelt down.

The Emperor's face was extremely pale, the Empress held the Prince of Ying's corpse in her arms, and the six dukes and marquises all looked like they wanted to devour people.

Jiang Huan's heart skipped a beat; he knew something terrible had happened.

But he dared not look too long or think too much. He walked straight to the center of the hall and knelt down on one knee with a thud.

"Your Majesty, I, Jiang Huan, Deputy Commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, pay my respects!"

His voice broke the deathly silence in the hall.

Zhu Yuanzhang grasped at a straw, staring intently at Jiang Huan with a look that suggested he wanted to devour him alive.

He desperately needs a way out, a way to escape this desperate situation where everyone has turned against him.

Jiang Huan's appearance was perfectly timed.

"What is it?!"

Jiang Huan lowered his head even further, and a murderous aura emanated from him.

He took a deep breath and reported in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, by your decree, I... have led men to search and confiscate the Prince of England's residence."

Search and raid the British Royal Palace!

These five words were like a bucket of ice water poured over the hearts of Empress Ma and Zhu Biao.

Empress Ma's previously lifeless eyes were instantly filled with overwhelming hatred.

Zhu Biao suddenly raised his head, his eyes, red and swollen from crying, staring intently at his father.

"Father!"

Zhu Biao's voice trembled. "Fifth brother... he's already dead! Why did you do this? Do you have to grind his bones to dust and scatter them everywhere, so he can't even rest in peace in death?!"

He couldn't believe that his father could be so cold-hearted.

The person is already dead, yet they still raid their home and search for so-called evidence of their crimes. What are they trying to do?

This is an attempt to firmly pin the label of "treason" on Zhu Muying, ensuring he can never recover!

The entire court was in uproar.

They looked at Zhu Yuanzhang with complex emotions in their eyes.

There was fear, there was confusion, but more than anything, there was a chill that came from the bottom of my heart.

Tiger poison does not eat its seeds.

Your Majesty's actions are truly...

That's absolutely amazing.

Xu Da and the other six generals were so angry that they trembled all over.

They had just threatened to break with him, but unexpectedly, he turned around and stomped on Zhu Muying's remains again!

"Zhu Chongba! You!"

Chang Yuchun was so angry that he was about to start cursing again.

"Shut up!"

Zhu Yuanzhang, however, preemptively unleashed a hysterical roar.

He wasn't yelling at Chang Yuchun; he was yelling at everyone.

He scanned everyone with his bloodshot eyes, finally fixing them on Jiang Huan.

His chest heaved violently, like a trapped beast cornered in a desperate situation.

He knew this was his last chance.

As long as they can find even the slightest bit of so-called "treason" evidence in the Prince's Palace—a letter, a dragon robe, or even a treasonous word!

He can silence the public and regain the initiative!

He can then tell everyone that we did nothing wrong!

The one who's in the wrong is Zhu Muying!

He deserved to die!

"explain!"

Zhu Yuanzhang's voice was squeezed out from between his teeth.

"What did they find out?!"

His eyes were filled with a frantic anticipation.

Jiang Huan's heart sank to the bottom.

He knew that every word he was about to utter would determine the fate of everyone in the Fengtian Hall.

He slowly pulled out a stack of letters wrapped in butter paper from his pocket.

"Your Majesty, I... found some letters in His Highness the Prince's study."

letter!

When Jiang Huan pulled out the stack of letters from his bosom, the air in the entire Fengtian Hall seemed to freeze.

Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes lit up instantly, like the eyes that see firelight in the darkness, filled with longing and ferocity.

found it!

Finally found!

He was screaming wildly in his heart.

He knew that Zhu Muying couldn't possibly leave no trace!

With these letters, with written evidence, let's see who dares to say we wronged him!

Let's see who dares to challenge the emperor for the sake of a dead man!

He practically shouted impatiently, "Bring it here! Bring it here right now!"

A eunuch hurriedly ran over, took the letter from Jiang Huan, and then ran all the way to present it respectfully to Zhu Yuanzhang.

Zhu Yuanzhang snatched the stack of letters away, his fingers trembling slightly with excitement.

He could even smell the faint scent of ink on the paper.

This is the evidence!

This is the evidence that could allow him to turn the tide!

Meanwhile, Empress Ma and Zhu Biao's hearts sank completely into a cold abyss.

It’s over.

It's all over.

Empress Ma held Zhu Muying's cold body, swayed, and almost fell to the ground.

Her eyes dimmed instantly, and the last glimmer of light went out completely.

She did not believe her son would rebel.

She never imagined that Zhu Chongba could be so heartless!

Xu Da, Chang Yuchun, and five other generals also had grim faces.

They just couldn't understand it... how could that fifth son...

Did they really leave behind something like that?

Could it be that they really misjudged him?

Could it be that Your Majesty...

Was he really not wronged?

For a moment, even their unwavering belief began to waver.

The entire Fengtian Hall was completely silent.

All eyes were focused on Zhu Yuanzhang and the stack of letters in his hand.

Zhu Yuanzhang took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed his overwhelming joy. He wanted to expose these incriminating facts to the public in front of everyone!

He wanted everyone to see that he, Zhu Yuanzhang, had killed a disloyal and unfilial son!

He did nothing wrong!

He slowly unfolded the first letter.

The letter was written on rough paper commonly used in the military, but the handwriting was bold and vigorous, full of the solemn and murderous aura of war.

Zhu Yuanzhang's gaze swept quickly across the letter like that of a hawk.

However, the expression on his face gradually began to look strange.

There were no words of planning how to raise an army or how to contact his followers, as he had imagined.

There were also no treasonous words of complaint against the court or resentment towards the emperor or father.

The contents of the letter were very bland.

They were chatting casually.

"To my elder brother: The northern frontier is bitterly cold, but I am here and well, so please do not worry. I recently caught a slight cold, but the imperial physician has treated me and I am fine. However, I have heard that you have been working tirelessly day and night for the affairs of the state. I hope you will take care of your health. The Ming Dynasty still needs your assistance to Father Emperor, so please do not overwork yourself..."

This……

What is this?

Zhu Yuanzhang was stunned.

This letter was written to Crown Prince Zhu Biao.

The letter contained nothing but the most ordinary greetings and concerns between brothers.

Between the lines, one can sense the respect for his elder brother and the concern for the affairs of the nation.

This is not something a traitor should write.

Zhu Yuanzhang refused to believe it, so he threw the letter on the ground and eagerly opened the second one.

"To my elder brother: Recently, the remnants of the Northern Yuan have been stirring up trouble on the border again. I have already led troops to repel them. However, the grasslands are vast, and their tribes are scattered like stars in the sky, making them impossible to eradicate completely. They are truly a major threat to our Great Ming. I believe we should emulate Emperor Wu of Han, penetrating deep into the northern deserts to wipe them out once and for all. However, this undertaking will be extremely costly and cannot be accomplished overnight. The court must make plans as soon as possible..."

This letter was still addressed to Zhu Biao.

The letter discussed important military and national affairs.

Zhu Muying was analyzing the situation in the northern frontier with his elder brother, the Crown Prince, and offering his own insights and strategies.

The entire text is about devising strategies for the future of the Ming Dynasty.

rebellion?

Is there a single word in this letter that is related to treason?

Zhu Yuanzhang's expression began to darken.

He felt that things weren't quite as he had imagined.

Undeterred, he opened the third, fourth, and fifth letters...

As he read through the letters one by one, his hands began to tremble.

His face also began to turn pale.

These letters were all written by Zhu Muying to Zhu Biao.

The contents of the letters were varied and diverse.

Some complained that the food in the north was terrible and missed the roast duck of Nanjing.

Some of them were showing off to their elder brothers that they had won another great victory and captured so many cattle, sheep and warhorses.

Some were discussing military strategy, debating with their elder brother which tactics were better suited to deal with the Mongol cavalry.

Others were complaining about how difficult it was to manage their arrogant and unruly subordinates, and how much effort they had to put in to keep them in check.

Each letter is a mirror, clearly reflecting the most authentic life of a prince guarding the frontier.

It has blood, flesh, joy, and sorrow.

But he had not, in the slightest, any intention of disloyalty.

On the contrary, many letters end with similar words.

"...I am stationed at the border and cannot share the burdens of Father or relieve the burdens of my elder brother. This is truly unfilial. Only by guarding the gates of the Great Ming Dynasty and keeping those Mongol barbarians firmly outside the pass can I live up to the expectations of Father and my elder brother."

"...I only wish that my Great Ming Dynasty will be prosperous and peaceful, and that the whole world will be at peace. Even if I were to die on the battlefield and be buried in a foreign land, I would have no regrets."

"...If one day the nation is in peril, someone must sacrifice themselves for the country. Elder brother is the heir apparent, I earnestly hope you will take care of yourself. I, your younger brother, am willing to be the vanguard, for elder brother, for the Ming Dynasty, to shed my last drop of blood."

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Do any of my friends still read books?

It feels so cool.

Does anyone read books?

If you have any, please let me know.

It motivates me to write.

All I ask for is a word of support.

I'll be updating more frequently to thank everyone.