The Great Ming Demon Pill: Your Majesty, please address me as the Crown Prince!

Zhu Zhanji looked completely bewildered.

We've spent so much time trying to appease Grandpa, but it's not as effective as this little brat's insults.

I'm sooooooooooooooo!

God, can't you be a little fairer?

Zhu Gaoxu's lips twitched slightly.

Hey, this kid's got a quirk.

It's all fine.

If I talked like that, the old man would have killed me long ago.

Zhu Gaochi's fat jiggled, a hint of envy in his eyes.

When has he ever been so polite to the old man?

Meng Ji and the group of imperial physicians standing nearby trembled with fear.

Is this something they can even listen to?

"Imperial Physician Wang Lun said hastily."

"Your Majesty, you are fine. You just need to rest more."

"Your humble servant will take his leave now."

The other imperial physicians also quickly bowed in greeting.

Zhu Di waved his hand, signaling them to leave first.

After the imperial physicians left, Zhu Di spoke.

"Zhanjun, then let's go by your suggestion."

"Grandfather, are you too ashamed to face the founding emperor?"

Zhu Zhanjun shook his head and said.

"Grandpa, you are mistaken."

"Emperor Taizu was also an ancestor, so why can't you be an ancestor?"

"As long as your merits are great enough, even the founding emperor can't do anything to you."

Zhu Di: "..."

Tsk, this little brat, he's making me feel tempted, or rather, guilty.

He quickly replied.

"Zhanjun, you mustn't say such things."

"The Emperor Taizu cannot be overstepped."

"Besides, Emperor Taizu drove out the Tartars and restored China."

"This achievement is far beyond my reach."

Zhu Gaochi and Zhu Gaoxu looked at each other in bewilderment.

It seems like their biological father is being hypocritical.

Zhu Zhanjun said with a burning gaze.

"Grandpa, each generation has its own mission."

"Emperor Taizu drove out the Yuan people and restored the clothing and customs of our Chinese nation."

"That's a great achievement."

"If you wish to surpass the achievements of the founding emperor, then make my Ming Dynasty an empire on which the sun never sets!"

"The British Empire on which the sun never sets?" Zhu Di was stunned upon hearing this.

Intrigued by this novel term, he pressed for details: "The empire on which the sun never sets? What do you mean? I've only ever heard of sunrise and sunset; how can this empire truly be one where the sun never sets?"

Zhu Zhanjun chuckled.

"Grandpa, think about it, the sun rises in the east and sets in the west, shining in all directions."

"The so-called 'Empire on which the sun never sets' means that the territory of our Great Ming Dynasty is so vast that no matter which side of the earth the sun shines on, there will always be land and people of our Great Ming Dynasty bathed in its sunlight!"

"You see, when Emperor Taizu drove out the Mongol Yuan dynasty, he restored the Central Plains, the very foundation of our Han people. This was a great undertaking to rebuild China."

"And you, my imperial grandfather, led the northern expedition against the Mongols, deterring the Tatars and Oirats from grazing their horses southward, thus consolidating the northern border. You also dispatched Zheng He's fleet to the Western Ocean, displaying your power overseas and attracting tribute from all nations, thus expanding the maritime frontier. But this is not enough!"

Zhu Di listened intently, his eyes shining. Even Zhu Gaochi, Zhu Gaoxu, Zhu Zhanji, and others were involuntarily drawn to this grand vision, holding their breath in concentration.

Zhu Zhanjun continued, "To the north, the vast grasslands of the northern deserts stretch endlessly. If they can be completely incorporated into our territory, and military commands established, and troops stationed there, then the northern border will be secure forever."

"To the west lies the ancient Western Regions Road, the Silk Road, and the former lands of the Han and Tang dynasties. If we could restore the glory of the Western Regions Protectorate during the Han dynasty and the Anxi Protectorate during the Tang dynasty, not only would trade routes be unimpeded and wealth would flow in, but we could also isolate ourselves from powerful western enemies such as Timur."

"To the south, Annam has been pacified, but the islands of the South China Sea are rich in resources and strategically located. If we can station a navy there permanently and establish ports, the South China Sea will become an inland lake of the Ming Dynasty."

"Go east, cross the sea, and there lies a vast world..."

He paused, looked into Zhu Di's increasingly wide eyes, and said in a deep voice.

"Grandfather, the great achievement of the founding emperor was to restore China and unify the four seas."

"If you can expand the territory of the Ming Dynasty to an unprecedented extent, so that all that is illuminated by the sun and moon is Ming land, and let the light of Chinese civilization shine on all nations."

"At that time, when future historians meticulously record your achievements, the vastness of your territory, and the far-reaching influence of your prestige, you will surely be hailed as an emperor for all ages!"

"When you get to the underworld, when the founding emperor sees you, he'll probably pat you on the shoulder and say, 'Fourth brother, you did an even better job than I did!'"

"Hahaha!" Zhu Di was so moved by these words that he couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Zhu Zhanjun's words struck a chord with him, instantly sparking his daydreams.

Zhu Di stroked his beard, squinted his eyes, and immediately regained his ambition.

Your grandson is right.

He continued down the path of the founding emperor, but it was all in vain.

Ultimately, it is impossible to surpass the achievements of Emperor Taizu.

However, Zhu Zhanjun has now proposed a new concept.

If the sun were to never set over the territory of the Ming Dynasty, his achievements in expanding the territory would be comparable to those of the founding emperor.

Zhu Gaochi's face twitched.

If Zhu Zhanjun said so, how much money would the Ming Dynasty have to spend?

However, seeing Zhu Di laughing, he fell silent, wisely choosing not to speak.

Zhu Zhanji was consumed by jealousy.

This kid is showing off in front of his grandfather again!

Zhu Gaoxu listened with his eyes shining and his whole body feeling hot.

He was a brave and skilled general who was keen on expanding his territory, and Zhu Zhanjun's words resonated deeply with him.

"Father! Zhanjun is right! Our Zhu family conquered the world on horseback; what's the point of just maintaining it?"

"We have to fight! Fight north and drive the Mongols far away."

"Fight westward and reclaim the Western Regions. Fight southward and let those island barbarians know who the Celestial Empire is!"

Zhu Di shook his head in annoyance at Zhu Gaoxu's eager and ready-to-try appearance.

"You brute!"

His gaze fell on Zhu Zhanjun, and he felt a pang of emotion.

From any perspective, this grandson is exactly to his liking.

Zhu Di then looked at Zhu Zhanji and fell into deep thought.

It's a bit of a dilemma to choose between these two grandsons.

One is the best choice under the existing system of etiquette and law.

One is the best choice in one's heart.

Zhu Di pondered for a moment, then suddenly looked at Zhu Zhanji with a smile.

"Zhanji, if you were emperor, what would you do?"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone present was stunned.

Upon hearing this, Zhu Zhanji felt a surge of excitement rush to his head.

He trembled with excitement.

"Grandfather, if I become emperor, I will take you as my role model and dedicate my life to consolidating the Ming Dynasty and glorifying our ancestors' legacy."

"Grandfather, the Yongle era you created is already a magnificent achievement."

"Your grandson is not talented enough to dare to surpass Your Majesty. I only wish to work diligently, preserve and expand the foundation you have laid."

"The 'Sun Never Sets Over the Ming Dynasty' that you mentioned today is what your grandson considers the goal of his life's struggle."

"My grandson will surely govern the world with benevolence and filial piety, expand the borders with courage and perseverance, and manage all affairs with wisdom, so that the Ming Dynasty may last long and its prestige may extend to all corners of the world, truly becoming a powerful empire where the flag of the Ming Dynasty flies wherever the sun rises."

After saying this, Zhu Zhanji looked at Zhu Di with some excitement.

His words were passionate and heartfelt.

Even if he tries it again, there's no guarantee he'll do it better.

However, Zhu Di merely nodded slightly, his gaze falling on Zhu Zhanjun.

"Zhanjun, if you were the emperor, what would you do?"

All eyes fell on Zhu Zhanjun.

Zhu Zhanji narrowed his eyes.

He didn't believe Zhu Zhanjun could answer better than him.

Even if their answers were similar to his, they had already lost the initiative.

Hmph, this time, he won!

Zhu Zhanjun's eyes widened.

"Grandfather, you are the true emperor of our Great Ming Dynasty. Why should I be the emperor?"

Zhu Di laughed heartily upon hearing this.

"What if my grandfather died and I made you emperor?"

Zhu Zhanjun answered without hesitation.

"Then I will search high and low, visiting every famous mountain and river in the world, seeking out every reclusive master and hermit, inquiring about immortality and medicine, and practicing alchemy and cultivation!"

"Even if it means turning the world upside down, we must find a way to grant our Imperial Grandfather immortality and bring him back to life!"

"Grandson must devote himself wholeheartedly, exhausting all his wisdom and strength, to reverse yin and yang, and transcend life and death!"

"I want to create a world where my imperial grandfather lives!"

[Ding! You have obtained a Prismatic Treasure Chest!]

Zhu Zhanji: "..."

NMGB!

Is there anyone like you?!

I'm Chovy!

When the Emperor asks a question, you should answer it honestly.

What are you trying to prove with?!

Is there any way to bring the dead back to life in this world?

Are you kidding me?

Grandfather, you wouldn't believe his nonsense, would you?

Zhu Di was stunned upon hearing this, and felt a tremor run through his heart.

Since ancient times, the imperial court has been ruthless.

It's not impossible for a father and son to turn against each other with swords and spears over the throne.

Unexpectedly, when his grandson heard that he had a chance to inherit the throne, his first thought was not of being happy, but of his imperial grandfather.

He also wants to create a world with his imperial grandfather!

Although there are no immortals in this world, a child's heartfelt intentions are more important than anything else!

If an adult said this, he wouldn't believe a word of it.

But Zhanjun is just a child!

Can children lie?

They were all sincere!

What a fine grandson of the Emperor!

Zhu Di's eyes reddened with emotion.

He reached out and patted Zhu Zhanjun's head.

"Good boy, good!"

Zhu Gaochi: "?"

That's some serious flattery.

Zhu Gaoxu was dumbfounded.

He will return home and stay indoors, studying every word and expression of his good son.

Zhu Zhanji was pale and felt like a clown.

Sensing his gaze, Zhu Zhanjun turned around and smiled at him.

The struggle between imperial grandsons has always been like this.

My elder brother is often ill; I must encourage him!