Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly laughed: "But in this life, you can rest assured!"
"Because we are absolutely sure that we can outlast you!"
Zhu Yuanzhang patted Feng Sheng's shoulder heavily again, turned around and strode back to his seat to sit down.
He glanced at all the nobles one by one and said with a smile: "You don't have to be afraid. We have called you here today not only to ask for guilt, but also to avenge grievances."
"Because those things recorded in the history books have not happened yet, or will never happen at all. How can we blame the old brothers who have been with us for more than 20 years because of things that have not happened?"
"Don't think that the things recorded in the history books of this world are bound to happen."
"For example, Chang Yuchun, historical records record that he died suddenly in the army on July 7, the second year of Hongwu, but we refused to let him die and used a life-extension fruit that could extend his life for ten years to save him from the hands of the King of Hell."
"Boren, let's talk to you first!"
"We haven't eaten the life-extending fruit ourselves, so we'll give it to you first. There's no more of this one. If you don't want to die too early, break through the innate realm as soon as possible and enter the innate realm. Do you understand?"
"Haha, brother, don't worry. Now that the spiritual energy has recovered, it will be a matter of time before we break through. We will fight for you for another hundred years!"
"Okay, this will make you angry!"
Zhu Yuanzhang also laughed. Just when everyone secretly breathed a sigh of relief and thought that today's affairs would be over, Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly changed his voice.
"However, if some things really happen as recorded in the history books, then you should have an idea of what choices we will make."
"Yongjia Hou, do you think what I said is right?"
Zhu Liangzu, the Marquis of Yongjia, was one of the twenty-eight Marquises granted in the third year of Hongwu. During the thirteenth year of Hongwu's tenure in Guangzhou, he was summoned to Nanjing by Zhu Yuanzhang for corruption and perverting the law, colluding with local tyrants and evil gentry, and falsely informing county officials. He was recalled to Nanjing by Zhu Yuanzhang and whipped to death in Fengtian Hall.
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He was also the first founding prince of the Hongwu Dynasty to be executed.
He was already a little uneasy, but when he heard Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly calling his name, his face suddenly turned pale with fright.
"Don't worry, Your Majesty, even if you give us a hundred courages, we won't dare to do it again!" He knelt on the ground and trembled.
"very good!"
"I will remember your words!"
Zhu Yuanzhang nodded, looked at every honorable person present, and said earnestly: "You are all the founding princes who share weal and woe with the Ming Empire. This great country is not only ours, but also yours."
"We cherish this Ming Dynasty, and you should do the same as us, instead of destroying it and letting it become what it is today after more than two hundred years."
"We hope to share joys and sorrows and wealth with you, but you should also give us this opportunity."
"Now that the spiritual energy has recovered, Biao'er's cultivation has reached the innate level, and the instability of the successor will never happen again. We hope that you can also be stable, and don't ruin your wealth and your life for some petty gains."
"We did not issue you a death-proof certificate like in history. The reason is to keep you alert at all times. Don't violate our bottom line and force us to kill you..."
"You are all the founding generals, but you have to remember one sentence for us."
"The general can be deposed, but the country cannot be destroyed..."
"Do you understand everything?"
When Li Shanchang walked out of the hall, his entire back was completely soaked.
After Zhu Yuanzhang reprimanded the generals, he left him alone for a half-hour "heart-to-heart talk", and the one he talked about the most was Hu Weiyong.
The chief culprit who dragged himself to death in history.
His original idea was to completely draw a clear line with this guy and sever all ties with him when he returned, but Zhu Yuanzhang stopped his idea.
And let him promote Hu Weiyong as much as possible as he did in history.
After all, although this man was extremely ambitious, his abilities were also first-rate. Zhu Yuanzhang was reluctant to let go of such a talent, but at the same time, Zhu Yuanzhang also warned Li Shanchang that it was okay to use Hu Weiyong, but he must be wary of the growth of his ambition and not be dragged down by him.
In response, Li Shanchang naturally nodded repeatedly and swore that he had no intention of rebellion.
Looking back at Fengtian Hall again, Li Shanchang wiped the cold sweat from his head and breathed a long sigh of relief. In just half an hour in the hall, he felt as if he had walked on the edge of life and death ten times.
In his opinion, Zhu Yuanzhang today is obviously more daunting and unpredictable than before.
"Mr. Han!" Just when Li Shanchang was in a daze, a voice sounded from behind him.
He looked back and found that it was Chengxinhou Liuji.
"Haha, it turns out to be Bowen!"
"Come in quickly, His Majesty has been waiting for you inside!" Li Shanchang showed his signature smile and spoke warmly, stroking his beard.
At the same time, he sneered with some gloating in his heart. Liu Ji, an arrogant old man, usually had eyes on his forehead, and no one looked down on him. Only Zhu Yuanzhang could control him.
Just in time, let him feel what it means to be as majestic as the sea.
Liu Ji chuckled, bowed his hand to Li Shanchang, and then entered the main hall.
"Your Majesty!" Liu Ji saluted respectfully when he saw Zhu Yuanzhang sitting on the main seat.
"Bowen, do you know what we dislike most about you?" Zhu Yuanzhang said quietly.
Liu Ji: "...!"
"You are too proud and too outspoken!"
Zhu Yuanzhang threw him the records about Liu Ji's life and said angrily: "Look, this is the price of your pride."
Liu Ji took the history book and glanced at it twice before his face turned pale.
It clearly states that he died of illness in the eighth year of Hongwu's reign, but he was the master of Huajin in the inner family and had been immune to all diseases for a long time.
Soon he noticed that it was recorded in the history books that Zhu Yuanzhang sent Hu Weiyong with the imperial doctor to treat his illness.
This made his face look even paler.
"We know you've always wanted to retreat."
"We also know that you have said in private that I am not your ideal benefactor."
"You want to learn from Zhang Liang when he was a Han Dynasty, and retreat to advance to save his life, but can you really retreat?"
"When you really lose your power, can your life really be saved?"
Zhu Yuanzhang continued to speak quietly: "Even if we are willing to let you go, don't forget that your enemies have always regarded you as a thorn in their side and a thorn in their flesh!"
"Besides, we know that deep down in your heart you have the ambition to make great achievements and leave a name in history. It doesn't matter if you look down on us in your heart, we don't need you to look down on us."
"But what we need is someone who can do things. Only such a person will be taken care of, even if we don't like this person very much. Do you understand?"
"Your Majesty, Bowen understands!"
"From now on, I will definitely take care of the censor's desk for Your Majesty and share your worries." Liu Ji secretly wiped the cold sweat from his head and spoke in a deep voice.