Zhu Zhan was originally ordered to study in the mansion. When he heard the news, he threw away the book and ran to his father. Unexpectedly, when he rushed to Taiping Gate, he found that he could no longer squeeze into the crowd.
The streets were crowded with people, all of them people who came to cheer for the prince after hearing the news. People were crowded in all directions around Zhu Gaochi. Only in front of him was an open space. There was no need for guards to clear the way. People consciously gave way to avoid fear.
The prince was delayed and moved forward
The cheers grew louder and louder, injecting infinite strength into the already exhausted prince. He clearly felt that strength was being injected into his legs, supporting him step by step towards the Taiping Embankment.
Looking down at this scene from the tower of Taipingmen, you will feel the most intuitive shock. In the dark crowd, the long passage that people spontaneously gave up looked like a long sword, which stabbed the eyes of the emperor on the tower.
Raw pain.
Zhu Di withdrew his gaze and said to Yang Rong, who was standing aside: "What did you see?"
"Back to the emperor, I saw the emperor's grace." Yang Ronggong said.
"Nonsense." Zhu Di snorted and said coldly: "It's clear that people's hearts are against him."
Yang Rong secretly thought, it's good that you always know, but on his face, he tidied his clothes respectfully and saluted the emperor: "I congratulate your majesty for your sharp eyesight and discernment. The prince who chooses to deliver the artifact in the future can win the support of his subjects. It is really a blessing for all generations."
What is level? This is called level. Yang Rong's meaning is very clear - he is your designated heir. If he is unpopular, you can safely hand over the country to him?
After hearing this, Zhu Di still said coldly: "Jianwen is unpopular?"
Yang Rongxin said, aren't you trying to make a point? Emperor Jianwen lost his kingdom, not because you were too fierce? "The prince has grown up and is stable. He is truly benevolent. How can Jianwen and others be as hypocritical as he is?"
Zhu Di snorted and did not respond, but asked again: "Do you think Zhou Xin can escape this disaster?"
"If the emperor wants him to die, he will die; if the emperor doesn't want him to die, he will live." Yang Rong said meaningfully.
"People say that Jie Jin is unparalleled in intelligence, but I think he is far inferior to Er Yang." Zhu Di then praised him. In fact, this praise was a compliment to him: "Yes, if I want him to die,
Why go to all this trouble?" As he spoke, his eyes turned cold, and it was obvious that the hatred and murderous intention had not dissipated. "I kept him so that he could open his eyes and see how I made the Ming Dynasty surpass the Han and Tang Dynasties and become the best in the ages.
As he spoke, he punched the arrow stack nervously and said with gritted teeth: "I must prove to him that what he said about me is totally wrong."
"Your Majesty, calm down." Yang Rong hurriedly advised: "It's not worth it to make the dragon body so angry just for the sake of little Zhou Xin."
"You'd better worry about yourself." Zhu Di snorted and changed the subject: "The General Soldier of Datong has reported secretly that Alutai's envoy has arrived in Datong and wants to pay tribute to my vassal. Please send troops to capture the thieves for the death of our late lord Benya."
I want to take revenge, and I am willing to lead my troops as the vanguard."
"This is a good thing." Yang Rong had long been accustomed to the emperor's leaping thinking, so he also turned to side matters. When he heard that Arutai actually wanted to fight Mahamu with the court, he was naturally deeply surprised and very upset.
I was happy, because I thought the emperor sent me to Gansu as punishment, but it turned out that he had an important mission.
"It's a good thing. So I will agree to him and plan to send troops to Oara next year." Zhu Di nodded and said solemnly: "So your trip to Gansu cannot allow any mistakes. You must properly resolve all the surrounding ministries. You must never let a tribe.
Join Mahamu’s banner.”
"I understand," Yang Rong said, clasping his fists deeply.
"I have returned to the palace. You don't need to accompany me. Go back and get ready to go." Zhu Di snorted, turned around and went down to the tower.
Yang Rong slowly straightened up and looked at the emperor's back with an expression of admiration. He finally understood why the emperor finally pardoned Zhou Xin, because another imperial conquest was imminent and he needed a stable rear. This was decisive.
Reason, not anything else.
The overall situation is the most important thing in everything. This is why Zhu Di and Yang Guang did the same thing, one succeeded and the other failed...
In that compartment, amidst the cheers of the crowd, the prince finally arrived at Taiping Embankment, and the execution ground on Lonely Ridge was very close to his eyes.
The eyes of Zhu Gaoxu and Ji Gang fell on the sundial. At this time, the pointer would cover the three-quarter noon mark...
"It's time," Ji Gang shouted, reminding King Han that it was time for the operation.
Zhu Gaoxu was stunned by the surging crowd in the distance, and then he came to his senses, took out the fire stick, threw it on the ground, and shouted: "The time has come, let's perform a knife attack."
As soon as he finished speaking, the crowd outside the gate was shocked. His Highness the Crown Prince tried his best, but he was still a hundred feet away, and he was about to fall short.
At this moment, Wang Xian, who had been advising others to stay calm, suddenly climbed up the fence desperately and shouted with all his arms: "The emperor has a decree, and the sword will save people." Shuai Hui, Er Hei, Wu Wei, Xian followed closely.
Yun, Lingxiao, Hengyun, Zhou Yong, and more than two hundred people shouted in unison: "The emperor has a decree, and the sword will save people."
The shouts quickly spread around the execution ground, and after a few times they became uniform and converged into one sound - the sound of mountains roaring and tsunami roaring:
"The emperor has an edict, but the sword will save people. The emperor has an edict, and the sword will save people."
The extremely rhythmic sound waves completely enveloped the sky above the execution ground, suppressing all other sounds. Only eight words, 'The Emperor has a decree, leave people under the sword', echoed repeatedly in the venue.
Zhu Gaoxu and Ji Gang finally changed their expressions, and Ji Gang loudly ordered his subordinates to control the situation. However, even though the Jin Yiwei was fierce and ferocious, they were helpless at this time. Because everyone was shouting, they didn't know who to arrest? The crowd didn't know.
When they stormed the execution ground, they couldn't even use knives or guns. They could only wave their whips in vain, intimidating the people: "Shut up, everyone, shut up." But they were immediately drowned out by the sound waves ten times and a hundred times...
"Hurry up and do it!" Zhu Gaoxu shouted towards Liu Guan, the Minister of Punishment on the execution platform: "What are you staring at?"
Over there, Liu Guan pointed to his ears and shook his head vigorously, meaning that the noise was too loud and I couldn’t hear clearly.
The executioner with a red cloth wrapped around his head next to him, who may have become a fool after killing people, holding a bright ghost-headed knife, said in a low voice: "Bu Tang, the prince seems to have said, let us use the knife."
"I'll chop you up first." Liu Guan glared at that guy so hard that he shrank his neck and didn't dare to talk nonsense. Liu Shangshu was naturally pretending to be confused. Even if he was not a princeling, he could be a princeling.
How can those who submit to the minister not know that it is forbidden to do things that offend public anger?
In this case, he simply sold the favor and said in a low voice to Zhou Xin who was kneeling beside him: "Brother Xian, even if I don't give up Wusha, I will help you drag it until the prince arrives."
There was no trace of joy on Zhou Xin's face, but pain could not be concealed.
"What?" Liu Guan asked in surprise.
"You can't seek benevolence, you can't seek righteousness. The emperor won't let me die, but I have become a person seeking fame and reputation." When Zhou Xin said this, his voice was choked: "Besides, according to the "Ming Dynasty Law", it is not a crime to forge military orders.
Forgive me, if I don’t die, where will the law be?”
"If you say that in front of the prince, you are really trying to gain fame." Liu Guan sighed.
"Yeah..." Zhou Xin sighed deeply, closed his eyes in pain, and stopped talking.
"What should we do?" Seeing that the situation was out of control, Ji Gang looked at the King of Han with a gloomy face, "If you don't do one thing, do the other?"
The King of Han looked at the crowd with a dark face, and had his own plan in mind. Ji Gang was a spy leader who was feared by everyone, so he was naturally not afraid of public outrage. He was aiming for the position of crown prince, so how could he do it in public for a short time?
Such a perverse thing? I got a bad name for nothing.
Therefore, after pondering for a long time, he never gave an order. He just gritted his teeth and watched the roaring crowd. He cut a passage from the middle and looked at his eldest brother, His Royal Highness Zhu Gaochi, the Ming Dynasty Prince, limping in front of him.
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You have to admire the power of spirit. Amidst the cheers of thousands of people, Zhu Gaochi seemed to have been injected with infinite power, and he was in a much better state than before. In fact, he was in a state of excitement as he walked step by step to the center of the execution ground.
Then he threw away the crutch and used his own strength to stand still. He tremblingly took out the piece of yellow silk from his arms and raised his hands high.
A bright red word appeared in front of everyone's eyes. The viewers were like waves of wheat blown by the wind, kneeling down and shouting long live
The people who were watching knelt down, the guards in royal robes knelt down, even Liu Shangshu, King of Han and Ji Gang knelt down. Everyone inside and outside the execution ground knelt down, only the prince held up the word and stood upright in the middle of the world.
"Long live the emperor, long live the emperor"
"The prince is a thousand years old, a thousand years old, a thousand years old."
The people chanted repeatedly. This was their sincere cry. Otherwise, it would not be enough to express their excitement and joy.
Zhu Gaoxu and Ji Gang were not even interested in admiring them, but they were very human after all. When they came down from the high platform, they had adjusted their emotions, at least on the surface, there was nothing visible. The two walked up to the prince and bowed to him.
He handed over his hand and Zhu Gaoxu laughed loudly and said: "I was so anxious, but my brother finally arrived on time."
Zhu Gaochi nodded and said with a pale smile: "Brother, I can't walk even one step, why don't you come and help me."
Zhu Gaochi hurriedly held his right arm. The eunuch of the East Palace held the prince's left arm, but barely managed to hold it. Zhu Gaochi's legs were trembling, and he could no longer move. But no matter what, he was paralyzed now.
So why not?
The prince's car drove in. Zhu Gaoxu and a few eunuchs carried the prince to the car. He chuckled in his brother's ear and said: "Brother is really beautiful today."
"I also have to thank my dear brother." Zhu Gaochi said cheerfully: "If it weren't for your help, I wouldn't have this chance to show my face."
"Haha..." I don't know whether the prince was sarcastic or what, but Zhu Gaoxu's nose was almost crooked with anger.
In that chamber, as soon as Ji Gang and the Jin Yiwei left, Wang Xian and others rushed to the execution platform. Countless hands grabbed Zhou Xin, threw him in the air, then caught him, then threw him again, and then caught him again. The laughter went straight into the sky.