Zhu Yuanzhang walked out of the East Palace quickly, coming with melancholy thoughts and sorrows, and going with angry gnashing teeth.

After decades of imperial struggles, he understood what what he saw today meant.

His heart was cut like a knife, and he gritted his teeth and endured the pain, waiting for the final confirmation.

Imperial Doctor Pan stood tremblingly outside the door of the Qianqing Palace.

He had been to the Qianqing Palace, but he had always come with one or two other imperial doctors, and he had never stood alone in front of this majestic palace gate.

The palace gate was very high and large, and he was as small as an ant.

He shuddered, trying to find something to hold himself up.

He looked around, and a swarthy crow flew past him.

"Ah~! Yes~! The hoarse and mournful cry of the crow threw bad omens at him.

"Imperial Doctor Pan, please!" A eunuch stood inside the door and shouted.

Imperial Doctor Pan didn't dare to hesitate any longer, and stepped into the sea of fire with one foot.

Zhu Yuanzhang sat at the table and stared intently at the golden silk nanmu that only showed a crack, it hid its own unique texture, and its secret was held in the hands of the cunning and treacherous hunter.

"Long live the emperor, long live, long live!" Imperial Doctor Pan knelt on the ground, and he preferred to kneel all the time, because his legs were too weak to support his body.

"Come here!" Zhu Yuanzhang's voice was low and cold, and it seemed that snow was falling in the house in July.

Imperial Doctor Pan moved all his strength to the table.

The glorious saddle did not attract his attention, he could see nothing, only fear in his eyes.

"See how different it is?" Zhu Yuanzhang pointed to the exposed golden silk nanmu.

Imperial Physician Pan followed Zhu Yuanzhang's fingers, he was not confused by the splendid jewels, and keenly mined gold from the sand, just as he could see the patient's affected area at a glance, he saw the incision.

"Golden Silk Nanmu?" Imperial Doctor Pan asked, and the stone in his heart suddenly fell to the ground.

A false alarm, a piece of wood shouldn't have the ability to do much damage to him, right?

"Yes, Golden Silk Nanmu, see if it is an ordinary Golden Silk Nanmu?" Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes never left the slit.

Imperial Doctor Pan stepped forward, he had a little confidence, and boldly made a request: "Your Majesty, can the ministers ......?" ”

"Yes! You can fiddle with it however you want, as long as you tell me, what the hell is this? Zhu Yuanzhang's face was expressionless.

Imperial Physician Pan gently brushed aside the white deer skin that was in the way, and his skillful movements as if he were examining a wound proved that he was worthy of the emperor's gift.

At a glance, he could see that the texture of the golden silk nanmu was dull and dull, very different from the golden silk nanmu he used to build the cage of his beloved budgies.

"This ...... Is it a golden silk nanmu? He glanced back at Zhu Yuanzhang.

"You smell it." Zhu Yuanzhang said.

Imperial Physician Pan's nose stopped precisely two inches away from the golden silk nanmu, and he stretched out a hand to fan the smell of the golden silk nanmu into his nose.

This is a habit he has developed over the years of smelling medicinal herbs, which is accurate and does not choke on himself.

He smelled a smell of medicine, mixed with the smell of wood.

For him, no matter how hidden the smell is, as long as it is the smell of medicine, there is nowhere to hide under his nose.

His heart was full of joy, fortunately his nose could answer the emperor's tricky question, and ordinary people may not have his ability.

He turned around and planned to report to the emperor.

The chill in Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes extinguished his secret joy, and he soon realized that this piece of wood might not necessarily bring him harm, because it was a piece of wood mixed with the smell of medicine.

Beads of sweat rushed up his head, so cold that they seemed to condense into ice beads immediately.

"Does it smell good? How is it different? Zhu Yuanzhang finally glanced at Imperial Doctor Pan.

"Your Majesty, it has a medicinal smell." Imperial Doctor Pan was short of breath and didn't know what he had done wrong, but he knew that he must have done something wrong.

"What medicine?" Zhu Yuanzhang asked calmly, as if he had already understood everything, which made Imperial Doctor Pan even more frightened, it seemed that this was a trial.

"Minister...... I don't know. ”

"How do I know?"

"Must ...... Abstraction. ”

"How long?"

"Probably...... Three days. ”

"I have a better way." Zhu Yuanzhang walked to the knife holder and drew a sharp sword.

Imperial Doctor Pan threw himself on his knees.

He didn't expect that the emperor's wrath would come earlier than he thought, and his remaining time would come shorter than he thought.

Zhu Yuanzhang waved his sword, the saddle of the saddle was broken in two, and the golden silk nanmu helplessly exposed a whole piece, a whole dark texture.

"You boil this wood and eat it, I believe it won't take three days to see it." Zhu Yuanzhang threw his sword on the ground.

Hearing the sound of "clang", Imperial Doctor Pan knew that his head was still on his neck.

"The emperor is angry! The emperor is angry! Imperial Doctor Pan desperately knocked his head that could still move.

"How can I calm my anger? I know it's poison, but you don't know what it is! What am I doing with you shit? The prince was killed by your group of wrecks! ”

Zhu Yuanzhang's roar rushed to the top of the hall, and the yellow tiles crackled.

"Poison?" Imperial Doctor Pan woke up from a dream, "This is the poison that killed the prince?" ”

"You're finally admitting that the prince died of poisoning?" Zhu Yuanzhang flew up and kicked at Imperial Doctor Pan.

Imperial Doctor Pan rolled on the ground, his head hit the cylinder of the golden silk nanmu, and he lost consciousness.

Ever since the moment Imperial Doctor Pan stepped into the Qianqing Palace, his life no longer belonged to him.

Imperial Doctor Pan didn't know when he went to heaven, which was the only favor Zhu Yuanzhang left him.

In a coma, Zhu Yuanzhang ended his fate with the world with a sword.

Zhu Yuanzhang did not allow anyone in the palace to know the truth about the death of the crown prince.

He uncovers the truth, but he has to cover it up himself. His country is more important than any truth.

He felt heartache for the prince, but he could not avenge the prince.

The king of Qin dragged the sick body to the palace by the emperor's edict.

Since he was demoted to Yungui, his father has not looked at him.

At the funeral of the crown prince, the grieving hearts of his father and younger brothers were tightly united, and his heart was alone in darkness, drifting like a ghost.

His father gave up on him, his family gave up on him, and he gave up on himself.

The eldest brother had an accident in Xi'an, and he knew that his father and younger brothers were blaming him, and would even imagine it as his conspiracy - for the high crown prince.

Originally, he may have had a little unrealistic fantasy, but with the departure of the Deng family, he experienced being misunderstood and isolated by his family, he no longer thought about anything, and only begged his father to forgive him and his younger brother to believe in him.

Zhu Yuanzhang's edict was like a drop of water falling into a dry rice field, and Zhu Zhang's sick body was rejuvenated.

There was an unsheathed sword lying horizontally on the dragon case, and Zhu Yuanzhang on the dragon chair shot a cold and ruthless light as cold and ruthless as the cold sword light.

Zhu Fan fell to the ground, his emaciated body lost his former spirit: "Father, the son is wrong!" ”

"What's wrong?"

"Erchen shouldn't be righteous in the cockfighting competition, and Erchen shouldn't force the Koreans to attack the eldest brother......"

"I'm afraid that the person who dares to attack your eldest brother is not a Korean, but a ......"

"Father!" Zhu Fan raised his head, and his face was distorted by the anger of being wronged, "Father, what does this mean?" ”

"What do you mean? Hum! Look at this and you'll know what it means. Zhu Yuanzhang threw a piece of golden silk nanmu in front of Zhu Zhang.

Jin Si Nanmu flipped several times and slipped behind Zhu Zhang.

Zhu Fan turned around, crawled in front of Jin Si Nanmu, and grabbed it tightly, as if pinching the vital point of the mortal enemy.

"What is this?" Zhu Fan was puzzled, he had never seen this thing.

"Humph! You don't recognize it? Is it because it's taken off its delicate disguise that you don't even recognize it? ”

"Erchen really doesn't know, ask my father to tell Erchen what this is!"

Another thing flew down the stairs. Due to its larger size and heavier weight, it only flipped over one or two heels and stopped in front of Zhu Zhang.

"Saddle?" Zhu Fan's eyes moved from the saddle to Zhu Yuanzhang.

His father's behavior was really strange, and he didn't know how many misunderstandings still existed between their father and son.

"yes, remember? Who can forget this unique thing? ”

"Erchen has never seen it before!" Zhu Fan straightened his waist and was determined to show some backbone.

He realized that he had fallen into a trap. No matter who it was, no matter what the trap that person had set for him, he couldn't get into it.

"Humph! Dead and unrecognized? Do you think God doesn't know what? ”

Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes are chiseling out the truth like sharp chisels, no one dares to lie in front of him, and his own son is no exception.

"Erchen swears that he has never seen it, otherwise he will be hit by five thunderbolts from the sky!" Zhu Fan did not retreat, and his sunken eyes shone with determination.

"Get out! Take it back to your domain! Don't want to go back to the capital for the rest of your life! Your big brother doesn't want to see you! ”

Zhu Yuanzhang pushed down the piece in front of him, angry, angry that he couldn't see through Zhu Zhang, angry that he didn't know what to do.

Whether Zhu Fan admits it or not, what can he do? He would not have killed his own son, nor would he have been able to change the fact that the crown prince had died.

The secret agent finally brought good news to Zhu Yi, the king of Jin-the second brother was recalled to the capital by his father in a serious illness, and after he came back, he was in a trance and often said "big brother".

What does this mean?

Obviously, the father summoned the second brother back to the capital to inquire about the eldest brother.

What can the eldest brother have to do with the second brother? Except for the trip to Xi'an, which caused his eldest brother to fall ill, Zhu couldn't think of anything else.

During the trip to Xi'an, Zhu was also present. Originally, he focused more on his fourth brother Zhu Di, but now in retrospect, this hateful party was probably carefully planned by the second brother.

The cockfighting competition is held every year, why did the second brother never invite the brothers to watch it before?

The second brother took it upon himself to turn the Korean cockfight into a dish on the wine table, knowing that this would provoke disputes, and he also knew that the eldest brother would take the initiative to resolve the dispute.

Was the wolf sand put in the Kimchi of the Koreans by the second brother? Or is it in the medicinal soup that the second brother brought with false affection after the eldest brother vomited blood?

One kind of speculation after another appeared in Zhu Yi's mind.