The old man gave an order.

Ji Gang hesitated slightly: "Emperor, that Wang Zhenqing is the only seedling of the Wang family......"

Wang Ning, the commander of the horses, is dead again, and if he kills his son again, I am afraid that Duke Huaiqing will go crazy.

"That's none of my business, if you do something wrong, I should be punished." Zhu Di said lightly.

Ji Gang hurriedly ordered.

Wang Zhenqing was pulled out, and Jin Yiwei stabbed him in the heart.

Wang Zhenqing gradually fell to the ground, with endless remorse on his face.

Zhu Zhanyan on the side was frightened, he looked up at the city wall, this was the first time he felt the majesty of his grandfather, and the incomparably terrifying, like the sea.

His body trembled a little.

King Han also narrowed his eyes and sneered.

Zhu Chen looked at Wang Zhenqing's death, but he didn't sympathize, but was a little indifferent.

He wants to kill himself, and there is no reason to sympathize with him.

It's just that Zhu Chen couldn't understand, why did the old man kill him when he said he would kill him?

He looked at the old man on the city wall, and there was a hint of confusion in his eyes.

Who the hell are you, old man?

The doubts in Zhu Chen's heart were already like a volcanic eruption, gradually brewing.

It's time to ask.

The old man continued to instruct: "Go and arrest King Zhao and let him stand with his second brother." ”

Ji Gang hurriedly ordered someone to arrest King Zhao.

Not long after, King Zhao, who was sleeping at home, was arrested and stood with the second child.

The third child was stunned: "What's the matter?" Second, I'm still sleeping at home, and I haven't done anything bad. ”

The second child glanced at him, his face was full of black lines, and he snorted coldly.

The old man sat upright, touched his beard, and looked at the two sons below, with a flash of fierceness in his eyes.

fratricidal, Ying Tianfu can't tolerate the King of Han.

Today, he did not raise the butcher's knife to his nephew, and the old man still had the last trace of thought in his heart.

But the scene of him desperately chasing and killing his nephew made the old man feel a little chilled.

Looking at these two sons, Zhu Di's heart was endlessly complicated.

The second and third followed him to fight against Mobei, and every time he had two pressure formations, but now, these two sons can't accommodate their nephews.

King Han personally shattered the old man's last illusion today.

The Yongle Emperor is not an iron man, he will also shed tears, he will be sad, and he will be sad.

Fratricide, he saw it with his own eyes.

"I killed my nephew and robbed Jianwen's position, and now my son is repeating my mistakes, it's really unforgiving."

"It's a pity, I only have one country, I can't do splitting, I can't break the Ming Dynasty into three sections, since the Song Dynasty in China, it was not easy to be unified, and I Zhu Di can't become a sinner in the country."

There is only one of these Ming!

But everyone wants to be an emperor, even if it's the Yongle Emperor, there is no way.

Zhu Di has always tolerated King Han, but King Han disappointed him step by step, until today, Zhu Di understands one thing.

Uncle and nephew are absolutely incompatible.

The old monk is right, how can the five dragons be compatible with each other?

Therefore, Zhu Di made the most resolute plan in his heart.

He had already written the decree, but he had never taken it out, and now it was time for him to do so.

"Ji Gang, read the holy decree." The old man rubbed his eyebrows, and his expression seemed to be a lot older.

For the safety of his grandson, he had to be ruthless to his two sons.

Ji Gang bowed his head, carefully took out the holy decree from his arms, and then stood on the city wall to read it.

"Fengtian, the edict of the carrier emperor said: The king of Han murdered the national meritorious heroes in public, killed the soldiers and horses of the five cities, Xu Yedonkey, connived at his subordinates to commit murder, and destroyed the capital of Yingtian, and he immediately became a feudal Leping, and he was not allowed to return to Beijing without an edict!"

"King Zhao and King Han are guilty of subordination, and they are in charge of Fusi in the north of the town, open the prison, and imprison King Zhao!"

With the reading of the holy decree, the old man sitting on the city wall felt as if his heart was torn, and his deep eyes turned a little red for a while.

For the throne, the sons are vying for this.

The old Zhu family is torn apart.

Under the city wall, Zhu Chen's expression suddenly became happy when he heard this.

The king of Han is a vassal domain?

Once he is a vassal, it will be too far away from the Jingshi, and how will he control the Jingying remotely at that time?

This means that after he goes to Leping, his power will be further reduced.

This is a great advantage for his own rebellion, and he no longer has to worry about King Han plotting to kill him.

Zhu Chen was in a good mood, turned his head and glanced at King Han, with a hint of joy in his eyes.

However, the grandson was happy, but the two kings of Han and Zhao were depressed.

King Han's face was pale, and he roared again and again: "I don't accept it!" I'm not convinced! ”

"I fought for the country in the south and the north, from the beginning of the army to the present, how many battles have I fought and how many injuries have I suffered, half of this Ming Dynasty was fought by me, and now I say let me go to Leping to be a vassal?"

"Leping, where birds don't, I won't go, whoever likes to go!"

Seeing that King Han was not convinced, King Zhao sighed: "Second brother, you can admit it." ”

"Now, it's your arms that can't reach your thighs, and when you go to the next battle, Dad will call you back."

King Han was so angry that his chest rose and fell, and his eyes were red.

King Zhao said in a deep voice: "Second brother, look at me, I am still in prison, am I not worse than you?" ”

"You just kneel down and take the order, don't disobey the old man."

King Zhao persuaded him bitterly on the side, because once King Han angered the old man, neither of them would have good fruit to eat.

King Han gradually calmed down, gritted his teeth, and knelt down.

"Erchen, listen to the holy order, set off immediately, leave Beijing and rush to Leping to take up the domain."

After saying that, King Han raised his head and looked at Zhu Chen.

In his eyes, there was an extreme fierce light.

Zhu Chen looked at him, and could feel the extreme chill brought by King Han.

Zhu Chen's eyes gradually condensed, it seems that King Han is planning to fight with him endlessly?

In the end, though, I came out on top.

Murdering national heroes, King Han, aren't you stupid?

……

Tonight's Ying Tianfu will not be calm anymore.

On the city wall, the Taishi chair was moved, and the old man didn't plan to see Zhu Chen, but left alone.

In Yingtianfu, Ji Gang took the lead and carried out a bloodbath.

Bai Qianhu of Jinyiwei, and his accomplices' subordinates, a total of more than 30 people, were all beheaded.

Those who secretly participated in this case were all uprooted, and the nine clans were wiped out!

Including those black-clothed people who followed the King of Han, they were originally soldiers of the Ming Dynasty, but they were willing to rebel with the King of Han, so they could only expose their corpses to the wilderness, and their families were not allowed to collect their corpses.

Wang Zhenqing was also thrown into a mass grave.

Zhu Zhanyan was ordered to stay in the Han Palace, I don't know if the old man planned to take him hostage, or because of the trace of family affection in his heart.

Tonight, the Yongle Emperor reappeared with iron-blooded methods, killing the heads of the people of Tianfu!

Zhu Chen didn't care about the next thing anymore, everything was handled by Ji Gang.

Outside the city gates, there was gradually no one.

There was a gradual silence around them, as if none of this had happened again.

The people have already gone empty, and the remaining ones are Yuan Zhen, Shen Qingqiu, and the riders guarding everyone.

Shen Qingqiu held the fake holy decree in his hand, looking at Zhu Chen, who was riding on a tall horse, majestic and majestic, but his good-looking eyes were shedding tears......