Chapter Seventeen: Sure enough, it's our eldest grandson
Since Emperor Shi Huang unified the world, the most upright rank was the Han and Ming dynasties.
If you have to go into it in depth, the Ming Dynasty should be even higher than the great Han Dynasty in Zhu An’s mind and rank first.
After all, Liu Bang was the pavilion chief of the Qin Dynasty and could be regarded as an official.
But today's Your Majesty Zhu Yuanzhang is really a serious beginning in hell.
Some people in the Internet later generations jokingly said: The beginning of a bowl depends on fighting.
It is enough to show how difficult and difficult it was for Zhu Yuanzhang to establish the Ming Dynasty.
Looking at the five thousand years of China, Zhu Yuanzhang was the only one who built the world with such a small identity.
"According to Dasun's words, Your Majesty seems to be a perfect person." Zhu Yuanzhang asked tentatively.
"There is no perfect person in this world? Your Majesty's selfishness is greater than anyone else." Zhu An argued directly.
"What does Dasun mean?" Zhu Yuanzhang asked.
After hesitating for a moment, Zhu An said, "I'll tell you Mr. Huang, don't spread it. If you really spread it, our grandfather and grandson will definitely lose their heads."
"Don't worry, grandson, can we still seek death, so dare to say it." Zhu Yuanzhang replied, and then looked at Zhu An with some anticipation.
"Your Majesty has another very important purpose in killing people, that is, to clear obstacles for Prince Yiwen. Look at the people you killed, all of them have the power in hand."
"Or it is the founding hero who has such great achievements. Your Majesty is afraid that the prince will not surrender, so he will only dare to hand over the country to the prince if he kills them all."
Zhu An lowered his voice and said mysteriously.
When Zhu Yuanzhang heard the name of Prince Yiwen, his heart ached, and the memories of Zhu Biao began to circle.
In just an instant, my eyes became a little wet.
"What's wrong with you, old man? Why are your eyes red? Is it because your illness has not been completely cured?" After Zhu An finished speaking, he suddenly noticed the old man's abnormality and asked quickly.
"It's okay, it's okay, it's just that the wind and sand are confused." Zhu Yuanzhang quickly turned his head, wiped his eyes and said.
Zhu An was speechless, not saying that the doors and windows were closed, but just talking about where the wind and sand came from in Nanjing.
Isn’t it just that my eyes are easily interfering with each other? Is there anything to hide?
After recovering from his condition, Zhu Yuanzhang said again: "But, Prince Yiwen has passed away."
Upon hearing this, Zhu An sighed a little, "Yes, Prince Yiwen has passed away, so more people will die next."
"Oh, what does Dasun mean?" A sharp light flashed in Zhu Yuanzhang's somewhat muddy eyes, and he asked Zhu An as if plain.
"What else can it mean? When the prince dies, His Majesty has set the system of inheritance of the eldest son. Naturally, the princes at present cannot get the throne, so His Majesty can only choose among his grandsons."
"Yun Wen's grandson was filial and intelligent. He has been familiar with Confucian scriptures since he was a child. Therefore, his temperament is as gentle as his father, so he is naturally the only choice in His Majesty's heart."
"But how old the grandson is. If I remember correctly, the grandson will be almost fifteen years old this year. How could it be possible to keep the civil and military officials in the court?"
"Your Majesty is now half buried in the soil. How can you feel at ease to hand over such a Ming Dynasty to the grandson? If it is not as expected, Your Majesty will definitely start to eliminate a group of old friends."
After saying that, Zhu An felt something was wrong and quickly explained to Zhu Yuanzhang: "I'm not saying you, Mr., you are in good health now, and it's definitely not a problem to live a hundred years old."
Zhu Yuanzhang did not have much feeling about Zhu An's words, "Half of his body buried in the soil."
Just now in the Ming Dynasty, living to this age can be considered long-lived, and Zhu Yuanzhang is also a person who accepts his fate.
As Zhu An said, the only thing that is uneasy is the descendants.
Zhu An's remarks shocked Zhu Yuanzhang and were also extremely happy.
Such a keen political vision is truly a natural emperor.
"Then grandson, guess who your Majesty will attack?" Zhu Yuanzhang said in a test.
"Who else can it be?" Zhu An said disdainfully: "The civil officials were basically killed, and only those military generals were left. One of them counts, and they will basically be taken by His Majesty."
At the end, Zhu An's eyes were a little sighing, as if he saw a bloody storm that was about to come.
After coming back to his senses, Zhu An said with some satisfaction: "Your Majesty, look at it. If I guess correctly, within two months, Your Majesty's butcher's knife will be displayed."
Speaking of this, Zhu An was a little helpless. He didn't have much time left for him to stay in Nanjing.
When His Majesty killed Ye Sheng, the Marquis of Jingning, for the sake of the confidante, Zhu An had to steal people from the Jinyiwei.
At that time, we will naturally not be able to avoid wandering around the world.
However, as a man, if he can't even protect his own women, then what kind of face does he have to live in this world?
Fortunately, there is still a lot of time before the execution of Jingning Hou, which is enough for Zhu An to arrange his actions.
Now he has secretly ordered a group of good men he trained in his early years to set off immediately and gather in the city of Nanjing.
With his personal powerful force, it is definitely not difficult to save Ye Wanqing's family.
Zhu Yuanzhang was immersed in surprise at this moment. These things seemed simple, but they had to be fully understood, but it was not that easy.
Even his personal bodyguard Jiang Yan never knew about these things.
How could the Huaixi military general group, that is, Zhu Yuanzhang's fellow villagers' brothers, think that Zhu Yuanzhang would kill them?
Even if Zhu Yuanzhang had killed 70,000 to 80,000 people, these brothers from the fellow villagers would not believe that Zhu Yuanzhang would kill them.
If they die, who will protect this Ming Dynasty?
But in the end, they underestimated Zhu Yuanzhang's ruthlessness, but even Zhu Yuanzhang did not dare to kill them all at once.
If you really kill them all at once, it will cause immeasurable shock to the Ming Dynasty.
Zhu Yuanzhang thought he had a few years of good work, so he prepared to come in batches.
A few years have been enough to bring these old brothers.
‘I’m sorry, when I get underground, let’s pay everyone again, right?’
In Zhu Yuanzhang's heart, the status of his family will always be the most important.
But his thoughts were revealed in Zhu An's words, as if there was no room, and they were fully exposed.
If anyone had changed, Zhu Yuanzhang had already ordered Jiang Yan to kill him on the spot.
But this is our dear grandson.
In Zhu Yuanzhang's heart, he had the only feeling of meeting a confidant.
Even though it is nearly a hundred years older than Zhu An.
However, Zhu Yuanzhang found the like-minded feeling of joining the army when he was young.
At this time, Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't help but feel a little proud.
Chapter completed!