The edict of the first emperor was quickly whipped and brought by the messenger officer to each vassal palace of the Ming Dynasty.

Two days later, Zhu Di, the king of Yan, stood in the courtyard, holding Zhu Yuanzhang's edict in his hand, his eyes fixed on the unbelievable words on the edict, and refused to move away for a long time.

His heart sank to the bottom, and his eyes were about to burst into flames.

Born in the emperor's family, even cloth clothes are inferior!

What father would think of his son before he dies? What father wouldn't even let his son see him for the last time? What father would treat his child like this?

Dao Yan stood aside, not daring to disturb Zhu Di, not knowing whether to be happy or worried.

What Zhu Di was holding in his hand was a fake edict, they all knew it, but Zhu Di took it seriously.

After a long time, Dao Yan slowly moved to Zhu Di's side: "Your Highness, this is not true......

His tone was tactful, and he knew that a bar of iron, though hard, would break because it lacked tenacity.

Zhu Di trembled, as if he had woken up from a dream.

What is he immersed in? Is it the ruthlessness of the father, or the death of the father? Or is it the father-son relationship between him and his father for more than 30 years?

Those praises, suspicions, and scoldings formed an army, crushing back and forth on him.

The faces, the frowning faces, the laughing faces, the suspicious faces, the fierce and merciless faces, pressed him to the bottom of the well like one stone after another, so that he could not breathe for a moment.

Tears poured down and fell on the edict.

The words on the edict were spent, and so were his eyes.

Dao Yan handed over the silk handkerchief: "The first emperor is blessed and wise, and he is blessed with virtue, and he has to be filial and virtuous and virtuous to worry about his thoughts, which is really blessed and Tianqi, and Fu Lu is not in love." ”

Zhu Di took the silk handkerchief, wiped away his tears, and sighed long: "Alas! I won't even see my father for the last time. ”

"Your Highness, Redstone should be almost here, he ......" Without waiting for Daoyan to finish speaking, Redstone entered the courtyard, "Redstone, I finally looked forward to you, tell me how the capital is?" ”

Hongshi looked at the edict in Zhu Di's hand, and then looked at the undried tears on Zhu Di's face, and was puzzled in his heart: "Didn't you say it before?" This is a false testament. ”

"Yes, yes." Dao Yan stood between Redstone and Zhu Di, blinking vigorously and signaling Redstone to speak carefully.

"The first emperor died, and His Royal Highness was grieved. By the way, how is the situation in the capital? ”

"I went to find Qi Tai, so ......" Redstone was about to mention the edict again, and quickly covered his mouth with his hand.

"That's why I have this edict in my hands." Zhu Di walked between the two of them.

"Master, I'm fine, do you think I'm papier-mâché? It's just a little sad to think about the past. ”

Zhu Di raised the edict in his hand, "Redstone, your strategy is very good, although I know that this edict is fake, but I am still very angry when I see it." ”

"You are not allowed to run to the funeral, and you are taken away from the army, who will not be angry when you see it?"

Dao Yan was filled with righteous indignation, and at the same time, a malicious smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"If you don't go to mourning, this is unfilial piety; The seizure of military power is a provocation. This edict is bastard nonsense throughout! is unkind and unfilial, and deceives people too much! ”

"The vassal kings must be very angry when they see the edict, and this anger is the excuse for His Highness to attack Yingtian in the future. It's not that His Highness wants to rebel, it's that the imperial grandson doesn't give His Highness a way to live! "Redstone Road.

"Yes, if His Royal Highness wants to seize the imperial power, he must be famous in order to win the hearts of the people!" Daoyan said.

"Death and life!"

Zhu Di stretched out his arms and put them on the shoulders of Hongshi and Daoyan, completely leaving his entanglement with his father behind.

The three of them had the same goal - to seize imperial power, and they surfaced from the bottom of the water.

"Hongshi, the ministers of the imperial grandson are all Confucian scholars, and they can really make such nonsense as making a false edict!"

Dao Yan looked incredulous at the sight of the rising sun in the west.

"At first, I suspected that you wouldn't be able to deal with them."

"The dog jumps off the wall! They knew that their principles and the throne of the imperial grandson were more important. Qi Tai was the most cautious of the four, so I took him as a gap. Even he dared to think of it, and the others naturally felt that it was worth the risk. ”

"Well, that makes sense. But the four of them united so quickly, I always felt a little strange. Zhu Di shook his head.

"Father is good at using the art of checks and balances, he will not choose four people who have the same idea as the minister."

Redstone remembered the hand behind his back.

From time to time he felt the hand pushing him forward, but until now it had remained dormant in the darkness and had not shown a trace.

Redstone shuddered, not only not feeling happy, but worried that the hand had inadvertently covered his eyes.

Zhu Gaoxu didn't understand why such a big event as the death of the emperor's grandfather was not qualified to go to Beijing for funeral.

The father did not explain much, and his stern demeanor showed that he was also angry about it, and at the same time did not allow his sons to talk too much.

Zhu Gaoxu did not have a deep relationship with the emperor's grandfather, but in his mind, being prevented from going to Beijing for funeral was an indescribable insult.

He went to find his eldest brother Zhu Gaochi.

Zhu Gaochi is two years older than him, fat and weak, a head shorter than him, can write but not martial arts, and is a typical nerd.

However, Zhu Gaochi is the eldest brother after all, and what he said is more convincing than his second brother. The father may have been able to listen to the advice of the eldest brother, so he changed his mind and took the three brothers to Beijing for the funeral.

"Why can't we go to the funeral of Grandpa Huang?" Fifteen-year-old third Zhu Gaosui asked his eldest brother Zhu Gaochi.

He doesn't have the same rebellious ideas as Zhu Gaoxu, but he doesn't understand the reason.

"Because ......" Zhu Gaochi fiddled with a book in front of him, thinking about how to give his younger brother a reasonable explanation.

"It's not etiquette at all!" Zhu Gaochu walked into Zhu Gaochi's study.

"Second brother, are you here?" Zhu Gaochi stopped fiddling with the book in front of him, and even wanted to stand up to greet Zhu Gaochu.

In front of the second brother, he is not as casual as in front of the third brother, he is ashamed of himself, and he is a little afraid of the second brother.

Zhu Gaochi has always felt that Zhu Gaochu is handsome and upright, brave and good at fighting, more like his father, and seems to be more qualified to be the son of Yan.

"Big brother, we must go to Beijing for funeral, this is the most basic filial piety as children and grandchildren."

Zhu Gaochi did not use a persuasive tone, but warned Zhu Gaochi that this is the basic of human beings, and the implication is that if Zhu Gaochi opposes it, it is inferior to beasts.

"Yes, yes, didn't my father always teach us 'all kindness and filial piety first'?" Zhu Gaosui is glad that his idea is not naïve and ridiculous.

"This ...... What you said is right, but the emperor's grandfather made an edict, so he naturally has his reasons. ”

Zhu Gaochi couldn't explain it, in fact, he didn't understand it either.