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Chapter 272 Come Prepared

Chapter 272 Come prepared

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"Twelve brothers and the whole family***!"

When he heard the news, the breath of summer had quietly filled the city of Beiping, but the palace of Prince Yan was as cold and solemn as the coldest winter in the twelfth lunar month. Zhu Di had a stern face, as cold as frost, with only a slight glint of light.

His moving eyes revealed that he was suppressing his excitement. The death of Zhu Bai's family was so tragic that even a passerby would shed tears of sympathy, let alone those who were his own brothers and close relatives.

That good nephew actually did this to his uncle!

Zhu Di's heart suddenly felt a sense of sadness that the rabbit died and the fox died. If the death of Zhu Bai, the king of Hunan, was not Zhu Yunwen's wish, but his own choice, but the king of Xiang was already dead, Zhu Yunwen still didn't let him go, and actually gave him a posthumous title.

Called "violent", this is so chilling and unforgivable! Absolutely unforgivable!

"Fang Xiaoru, Huang Zicheng... you treacherous villains..."

Zhu Di sobbed, and the faint voice seemed to come from the Jiuyou underground: "You have alienated my Zhu family and forced the Zhu family to fight against each other. The great rivers and mountains left by Huang Kao have been squandered by you who are pretentious and self-righteous.

The Confucian scholar and the hypocritical Zhu Yunwen have created a mess and a mess! The lives of the twelfth brother's family, young and old, are just ruined in your hands! Even after he died, you still refused to let him go! The hatred of the country and the family, don't

If it goes beyond this, you beasts, it’s best not to fall into my hands, otherwise, I will kill all nine of your tribes to avenge you and eliminate this hatred!”

Zhu Di's voice became louder and louder, and finally it was like thunder roaring. He punched the table hard, and there was a loud "bang" sound, which made the four treasures of the study jump up, and a gash was opened on his fist.

Red blood flowed out.

"Your Highness!"

When Zhang Yu saw it, he hurriedly stepped forward to bandage him. Zhu Di waved his hand, brought his fist to his lips, stuck out his tongue, and slowly licked the sweet blood on his hand. There was a look in his eyes that Zhang Yu and Zhu Neng were very familiar with.

The look in his eyes was the look he showed when he rushed to the battlefield with a gun and rode on horseback. Facing the team of Beiyuan bandits, he gave the order to charge. Slaughter, cruelty, I am invincible!

Dao Yan was secretly happy. After King Yan returned from his trip to Nanjing, he had consulted him several times to discuss countermeasures, and his words had hints of rebellion. However, the cost of rebellion was too high, and the hope of success was too slim. He said

Yan found that King Yan, who usually never looked back once he made a decision, was a bit hesitant this time. He still had a glimmer of hope for the court and could not make a final decision.

Daoyan was extremely anxious about this, and now, the tragic death of Zhu Bai's family finally made King Yan make up his mind. Daoyan stood up, clasped his hands together, stood in the direction of Jingzhou, recited the Rebirth Mantra solemnly, and then turned around

He turned around and said to Zhu Di with a straight face: "Your Majesty, if you don't make up your mind and take action as soon as possible, your Majesty may follow in the footsteps of King Xiang."

Zhu Di slowly walked a few steps in the room, looked back and said to Zhu Neng: "The three guards of Yanshan are soldiers brought out by me. They have always followed Zhu Di's orders. The court can transfer my people, but they cannot transfer me."

To improve the morale of the army, you should immediately contact the commanders of the Third Guard and tell them to prepare for the situation!"

"As you command!"

Zhu Neng is also one of the generals of the Yanshan Three Guards, and is in charge of the guard of Prince Yan's Mansion. He can be said to be the guard among the guards, and the confidant among the confidants. He is a very close colleague with the generals of the Three Yanshan Guards, so it is up to him to handle this matter. , the most appropriate.

"Zhang Yu, how many people are available in Prince Yan's palace now?"

Zhang Yu replied: "Your Highness, I now have more than 600 guards in Prince Yan's palace."

He thought for a moment and then added: "Including domestic servants, young men and strong men, there are only about 800 people."

Zhu Di pondered: "What can we do with such a small number of people? It seems that we have to bring back the three guards first. But... once they leave the camp without permission, the court will immediately know that I, Zhu Di, have rebelled. The capital of Peiping has more than 10,000 troops stationed in the city, Song Zhong has 30,000 troops stationed outside Kaiping, and Geng Gu has 30,000 troops stationed at Shanhaiguan. I am afraid that I will be destroyed before I can even make a splash. .”

Dao Yan was afraid that he would retreat again, so he said: "Your Highness, most of the soldiers and generals in the Peking Division are people who have been led by Your Highness. How can people resolutely fight against His Highness? Although they have many soldiers and horses, they are just a scattered group. That's all. The imperial court cut down vassals and deposed all the kings. Such a perverse and rebellious move is very unpopular. Your Highness has been running Peiping for a long time. He has always cared for the people and is very popular with them. Once he raises the flag, he will surely respond to the call of a hundred people. Secondly, the emperor restrains his military power and promotes his writing. , allowing the scholars to dominate the hands of the warriors, and letting a group of pen-wielding scholars dictate to the warriors who have fought bloody battles, has already made the generals dissatisfied. The poor monk cannot guarantee that they will all surrender to His Highness, but he must be loyal to him. It would be very difficult for the imperial court to fight..."

Before Dao Yan finished speaking, Zhu Di smiled and said: "Master, there is no need to persuade him. Since Zhu Di is determined to fight to the death, he will no longer have the heart to back down. Fighting is also death, and not fighting is also death. How can Zhu Di be tied up with his hands tied?" Where is the person? My twelfth brother refused to be humiliated and threw his whole family into a fire, which was heroic. But I, Zhu Di, will not follow his path. I would rather die in battle than bow my head!"

Dao Yan said happily: "Your Highness thinks so. In order to deal with His Highness, the imperial court has spread all kinds of rumors in Peiping that are not good for Your Highness. The poor monk can take advantage of it. There are many people in Beiping who believe in Buddhism, so the poor monk can quietly spread the rumors about Your Highness among the people." The news that he is the real one has added fuel to the flames and turned the harm of rumors into news that is beneficial to His Highness. The people of Peiping already love His Highness, but now that they believe these words, are they still afraid that they will not follow His Highness?"

Zhu Di said gratefully: "The master was originally a monk and had nothing in the world, but he fell into the world of mortals again because of Zhu Di. The master's kindness is so deep that even Zhu Di can't repay it even if he pours water from the East China Sea."

Dao Yan said with emotion: "A scholar dies for a confidant. Thanks to His Highness's courtesy, it is Dao Yan's honor that Dao Yan can make suggestions for His Highness. Born in this world is to save oneself, and joining the world is to save others. Whether you are born in the world or join the world, it is all. It’s practice.”

Zhu Di nodded solemnly, frowned slightly, and said: "The only person who is worried is that my three children are all in Nanjing. If Zhu Di rebels, I'm afraid they..."

Tiger poison does not eat its seeds, and his own flesh and blood are taken hostage. How can Zhu Di fight back? What's more, when he was young, he often went out to fight outside the Great Wall, crawling on ice and lying in the snow, and the cold hit him. In the 19th year of Hongwu's reign, he once had an accident. The illness was so serious that even history books recorded his illness. After this illness, Zhu Di never gave birth to any children again.

Including those who died in infancy, Zhu Di gave birth to four sons and five daughters in total, all before the serious illness in the 19th year of Hongwu. After more than ten years, he had no heirs. The ancients valued the heirs of Xianghuo far more than the heirs of Xianghuo.

His own life, if these three sons would die because of his rebellion, then King Yan would rather be beheaded than rebel.

Dao Yan said: "Didn't Your Highness say that there is a righteous man in Nanjing who is willing to surrender to Your Highness because he is complaining about it?"

Zhu Di said: "Yes, I'm just worried that he alone won't be able to save Gao Chi and the others."

Dao Yan pondered for a moment and said: "Your Highness can take advantage of King Xiang's death and become so angry that he becomes mad."

Zhu Di was stunned and asked: "What does the master mean?"

Dao Yan said: "The emperor always prides himself on benevolence and filial piety. Regardless of whether he does it or not, he is willing to flaunt it like this. Now because of the death of King Xiang, the criticism between the court and the public is loud and unstoppable. If His Highness behaves like this

If you are crazy, you will definitely gain the sympathy of the people. I am afraid that the emperor will be forced to allow the three princes to return for a visit."

Zhu Di hesitated and said: "The emperor...will you believe it?"

Dao Yan smiled and said: "The people believe that this is enough."

Zhu Di hesitated for a moment and then said: "Then...it's enough to pretend to be sick. Why pretend to be crazy? I am also a prince after all. If I want to show my face with disheveled hair and pretend to be crazy, this..."

Dao Yan smiled and said: "If you claim to be sick, the imperial court can send famous doctors to diagnose and treat His Highness, which will easily reveal your flaws. Secondly, the disease can be serious or slow. Compared with the important matter of keeping filial piety, the emperor can refuse the return of the third son, but if he pretends to be crazy,

That's different. Your Highness has lost his sense of consciousness. How can the vassal country be without an owner? The emperor has no reason not to let him go. It should be noted that loyalty comes before filial piety. Even the emperor himself is the first emperor for the sake of the country, the country, and the moon.

Do you observe filial piety?"

Dao Yan said: "In this way, openly we will use His Highness's madness to put pressure on the imperial court and force the imperial court to release the people; secretly, we will ask the righteous man to plan and save the prince and the two princes from leaving. Once the imperial court does not release the people,

And if they escaped privately, with this reason, the imperial court would not be able to raise troops brazenly because of this, and they might even have to find ways to cover it up, lest the world say he is mean and ungrateful."

Zhu Di suddenly understood and nodded repeatedly: "Yes, just follow what the master said."

So, the next morning, Zhu Di appeared on the streets of Beiping with disheveled hair. He grabbed the delicious food when he saw it. When he was happy, he ran to squat with the beggar, picked up a broken bowl and asked for a small amount of money.

Soon, the whole of Peiping knew: King Yan is crazy!

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"When will we arrive at Jinling?"

Princess Ming'er was lying on the car window and asked enthusiastically.

The housekeeper of the Xie Mansion smiled and said: "Oh, little miss, you are too impatient. We have just left Beiping City."

The Xie family's motorcade came out a little earlier than King Yan pretending to be crazy. King Yan had finished breakfast and did some ideological work for himself for a long time before running out of Prince Yan's palace to pretend to be crazy. Even if we ordinary people go to the streets to pretend to be crazy, it's not like pretending to be crazy.

Just pretending to be a prince, it is indeed a bit difficult for a nobleman who has been a prince since childhood, has a dignified manner and manners to suddenly pretend to be a fool.

Fortunately, King Yan came out late, otherwise Ming'er might not have left after hearing that the eldest brother-in-law was crazy.

Xie Chuanzhong returned to the south of the Yangtze River to pay homage to his ancestors. This time, the battle was not small. He returned home in fine clothes and honored his ancestors. Who felt the most glory? It was the person who made his ancestors feel proud. Xie Chuanzhong prepared carefully for a long time and arranged the business in Peking well in advance.

In a few days, he held a banquet for guests, told celebrities from all walks of life that he was going back to his hometown to worship his ancestors, and spread it widely. When he went out early this morning, he brought all the young and old with him, including luggage, gifts, and all kinds of beautiful things.

Cars, the mighty convoy left Peiping and headed south of the Yangtze River.

At this time, King Yan Zhu Di was in the city of Beiping, chasing a beautiful eldest daughter and giggling. What's even more disgusting is that he was drooling... (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to ***(

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