In the East Palace of the Forbidden City, Zhu Biao, who was lying quietly on the bed, slowly opened his eyes, and when he turned his head sideways, he saw a handsome young man with a caring face, which was his son Zhu Yunwen.

Zhu Yunwen saw his father wake up, and couldn't help but show joy on his face, and he was busy instructing the eunuch Bai Zheng to bring warm rice porridge, while helping Zhu Biao to sit up slowly.

Zhu Biao drank half a bowl of gruel under the service of his son, his mind gradually sobered up, looking out the window at the night, recalling that he had woken up in the past few days, and he didn't know how long he had been lying on the hospital bed, and he didn't know how his father would deal with it, and he couldn't help but be very worried, and asked slowly: "Will I try the fraud case, I don't know how my father will decide?" Seeing Zhu Yunwen's arm holding the porridge bowl, he couldn't help but tremble, and his heart sank involuntarily.

Zhu Yunwen naturally knew what happened in the court this morning, thinking that his father was seriously ill and frail, if he knew the truth, he was afraid that his illness would be even more disadvantageous, so he said softly: "Father's illness is important, and all the emperor's grandfather has his own place." ”

Seeing his son's expression, Zhu Biao's heart couldn't help but soften, and he didn't want to force him anymore, so he said with a smile behind his bow: "For my father's own body I know, you can go back and rest." ”

Zhu Yunwen waited for his father's sickbed for a few days, and at this time, seeing that his father's complexion was slightly better than yesterday, his heart was slightly calm, and he remembered what the imperial doctor said that his father needed to recuperate, so he immediately turned back to his bedroom to rest.

When his son's footsteps disappeared, Zhu Biao immediately ordered Bai Zheng, who was waiting outside, to come to his side, wait for him to change his clothes, and go to the imperial study to meet his father Zhu Yuanzhang.

Bai Zheng was supposed to be persuaded, but seeing that His Royal Highness the Prince, who was very gentle on weekdays, had a resolute face, he didn't dare to speak out, so he had to obey the order, and after serving Zhu Biao and dressing neatly, he called two little eunuchs of the East Palace to carry Zhu Biao in a soft sedan chair, and stepped out of the East Palace under his own guidance and went to the imperial study.

Zhu Yuanzhang, who was reading through the folds in the imperial study, heard that his son Zhu Biao was asking to see him outside, and remembered his stubborn behavior a few days ago.

Seeing that Xue Jing withdrew from the room, he had to get along with his father and son, Zhu Biao bowed down and said: "I don't know about the matter of today's examination, how can my father decide?" ”

"Liu Sanwu, Ji Shan, Bai Xin and a group of officials who re-read the file have lived up to my trust, and have been dismissed from their posts and exiled to the borderlands. Fifty-one tributes have been appointed by me. Zhu Yuanzhang saw that although his son's complexion was slightly better than a few days ago, he still omitted Zhang Xin's name intentionally or unintentionally, thinking that he was sick and weak.

Zhu Biao couldn't help but change color when he heard this, and walked to the side of the desk and said in a deep voice: "Erchen dares to ask his father to remember that Liu Sanwu is old and frail, and he can't stand to travel thousands of miles, so he can be dismissed from his post and demoted to a commoner." ”

Zhu Yuanzhang was displeased when he heard this, stood up and brushed his sleeves and said: "The crime is established, how can it be spared?" If you don't joke, how can you change your order? After a short pause, he immediately continued: "For my father's remembrance of Liu Sanwu's meritorious service in Jiangshan Sheji and his old age and decrepitude, sparing his death is already an open net." ”

Zhu Biao heard his father say this, and after a moment of silence, he couldn't help but say: "The wind and candles are in their last years, and thousands of miles of wind and frost are suffering, but it is better to kill them with a knife, so as not to suffer the endless torture." ”

After all, Zhu Yuanzhang has been on the throne for more than 20 years, and it is already commendable to say that, at this time, I heard this gentle son speak so angrily, and couldn't help but say angrily: "The imperial examination involves my great luck, if you don't punish it severely, how can you convince the public?" Is there a time when all the things of the world are covered? Zhu Biao knew that this so-called case of fraud in the scientific examination was just an unjust case concocted by his father, so he couldn't help but say lightly: "At nearly eighty years old, why is the well-known Shilin leader favoritism?" How could the founding ministers who were about to die plot against each other? There are only a few people in the world who believe it. ”

Zhu Yuanzhang heard his son's words that "the founding hero who was about to die conspired against the country" implicitly said that in the past, he was involved in the case of Hu Weiyong, and was beheaded by his own order, and his face couldn't help but be even more gloomy, and he said coldly after a while: "If the staff of thorns is not cut off by your father, can you hold it in your palm with the kindness of a woman?" He saw his son's strengths, but he still suppressed the anger in his heart, and such heartfelt words could only be said when the father and son were alone.

Zhu Biao recalled that since his father had killed too much since he ascended the throne, and his teacher Song Lian also died in exile on the thousand-mile journey, Liu Sanwu, a bachelor of the Hanlin Academy, had wronged his father to such an extent, and said slowly after a moment of silence: "From the perspective of the ministers, the king of Yao Shun can have the subjects of Yao Shun." He has a generous temperament and has been deeply influenced by his teacher Song Lian since he was a child, and since he was sensible, he was very dissatisfied with his father's bitter hand on the founding heroes and the establishment of Jinyiwei, but he was under the authority of his father, who was the founder of the country, and had to suppress himself. Today, when the sick body is weak, under the emotion, the courage is great. The unjust case of Liu Sanwu, Ji Shan, Bai Xin and others was like a cathartic outlet, releasing his dissatisfaction with his father's ruthless methods.

"Presumptuous." Zhu Yuanzhang was stunned when he heard this, and came to his senses, although his son said that he was an ancient sage, but he faintly accused himself of being too ruthless, which was comparable to Xia Wei and Shang. His heart was suddenly angry and irrepressible, and when he was angry, he picked up the teacup on the desk and threw it heavily. You must know that since he ascended the throne, although he has also been confronted by some direct ministers, but no one has ever dared to sneer at himself so much, although there is Taishan collapsed in front of him and did not change his complexion, today I saw that this son, who had always been obedient and was made the prince by himself, dared to be so presumptuous and rude, and finally couldn't help but be angry.

I only heard a crisp sound of "ping pong", and the teacup hit the hard corner of the table in front of Zhu Biao on Zhu Biao's body, and it suddenly fell apart, and the tea splashed under the broken porcelain.

Although Zhu Biao concocted an unjust case against his father, and ruthlessly made Liu Sanwu, Zhang Xin and other Geng Jie's people unjust, today he couldn't help but ridicule his father under his indignation, but he grew up under the authority of his father, who was the founder of the country, and at this time, seeing his father in an angry state, he was inevitably frightened in his heart, and he involuntarily fell to the ground. His face was blue and white, and he only felt that his qi was accumulating in his chest, which was extremely uncomfortable.

After a while, seeing Xue Jing helping his son Zhu Biao, who had a very ugly face, out of the study, Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't help but let out a long sigh, recalling that in the past, when he called himself King Wu, in order to stabilize the morale of the army, he made this eldest son with a gentle personality as the son of the world early, but he didn't expect to be so disobedient to himself today. To this day, I don't regret making him the son of the world, but I regret that I didn't take this son with me from time to time to fight on the battlefield, but just let him study with Song Lian. If he had been fighting with the army since he was a child, and he was accustomed to seeing swords and swords, mountains of corpses and a sea of blood, he would not be so pedantic as to think that he could rule the world with the kindness of a woman alone.

Zhu Biao was angry and sneered at his father, he was very remorseful in his heart, and was startled by Zhu Yuanzhang's anger, and unconsciously he was covered in a cold sweat, and he fell asleep after being helped into the sedan chair by Xue Jing, until he returned to the East Palace and was carried into the bedroom by Bai Zheng and others who were in a hurry, then he woke up slowly, reached out and grabbed Bai Zheng's sleeve and said softly: "I went to see my father tonight, and I must not say that I know about Yun Wei." ”

Bai Zheng saw the indispermissible look in the eyes of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, so he had to bow down and hurriedly summon the imperial doctor to come for treatment.

The rain was falling, and the Forbidden City was once again shrouded in night.

Zhu Yuanzhang heard a sudden sound of footsteps and came to the outside of the study, and was frowning, but saw a figure stumbling into the study, and when he came to the front, it was Xue Jing.

Xue Jing said tremblingly: "Qi Huang, Fang Cai, Fang Cai Bai Zheng that slave came, came to report the news, saying that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was his ......" Thinking back to Fang Cai Bai Zheng's words, he couldn't help but tremble, his hands and feet trembled, and he couldn't explain clearly for a while.

Zhu Yuanzhang saw Xue Jing's helpless state, and was about to have a seizure, but when he heard Xue Jingyan and his son Zhu Biao, he couldn't help but stand up and walk out without saying a word.

Xue Jing saw His Majesty the Emperor walking out quickly, hurriedly got up, chased out of the hall and ordered the already stunned group of eunuchs and palace maids to take the Huangluo umbrella and chase after Zhu Yuanzhang, who had already stepped into the wind and rain.

At the same time, in the East Palace, Zhu Biao was lying on the bed, only to feel that the strength of his body gradually dissipated, and the limbs seemed to have no sense at all.

A handsome young man fell in front of the bed with tears in his eyes, it was Zhu Biao's son Zhu Yunwen.

Thinking back to what his father said to him in the past few days, Zhu Biao was also in a dilemma, not knowing whether he should tell his son whether he should be a benevolent and generous emperor in the future, or should be a ruthless emperor as his grandfather taught him. Stroked Zhu Yunwen's bun, his son's mourning and crying came in his ears, and the father-son affection in his chest came and went, and he wanted to talk about it, and he didn't know where to start.

Zhu Yunwen shook his head slightly when he saw the imperial doctor who was lying on the ground on one side sighing, knowing that his father had not been supporting for a long time, and said to his father with a resolute face: "Yunxi's younger brothers are young, and the children, as elder brothers, should take good care of themselves. ”

It turned out that Zhu Specimen had five sons, the eldest son Zhu Xiongying died when he was nine years old, and the second son Zhu Yunwen was already the eldest among the brothers. At this time, I heard that Zhu Yunwen did not mention the throne at the time of this life and death, but said that it was brotherly love, and Zhu Biao couldn't help but be very relieved when he was dying, he was already overwhelmed by the weight of his father and Jiangshan Sheji, physically and mentally exhausted, only to feel that the eyes were gradually darkening, but his heart was very happy, but the last thought that turned in his mind was that his son valued family affection after all, and he was better than the throne.

Hongwu Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang hurried to the East Palace, the moment he stepped into Zhu Biao's room, there was a cry mixed with the cry of his grandson Zhu Yunwen, his body couldn't help shaking, he struggled to move forward, and came to Zhu Biao's bed.

When he touched his hand, he only felt that Zhu Biao's breath was completely gone. Zhu Yuanzhang saw that he was painstakingly lonely, and he devoted himself to cultivating Zhu Biao, the eldest son of the future emperor of the Ming Dynasty, who had died, and he was separated from heaven and man. At this moment, his mind was blank, and he was completely unaware of the screams and cries of the crown princess and Zhu Yunwen brothers beside him, and Mu Ran turned around and walked out.

Xue Jing, the head of the imperial study who was kneeling on the ground, cautiously wanted to step forward to help.

Grief, anger, regret and all kinds of emotions struck, Zhu Yuanzhang shouted angrily and pushed Xue Jing away, walked into the wind and rain alone, and walked forward blankly.

The palace maids and eunuchs saw that His Majesty the Emperor was quite abnormal under this great change, and they were all so shocked that their faces were colorless, prostrate on the ground, and they didn't dare to say a word in the atmosphere.

The raindrops came with the wind, hitting Zhu Yuanzhang's wrinkled face, mixed with tears.

Outside the East Palace, Xue Jing knelt on the ground, looking at himself from afar, and his back gradually drifting away in the wind and rain was not at all like the calm Ninety-Five Zun on weekdays, but there was a little more white-haired man sending black-haired people to the old and rickety, and he couldn't help but sigh a long time, and secretly thought to himself: Your Majesty is already old after all.

In the early morning of the second day, in the back garden of King Ning's mansion, Zhu Quan, who had finished practicing the sword, was returning the sword into the sheath, thinking about the resignation to Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Biao today, and set off to return to Daning tomorrow.

Ma Sanbao stretched out his sleeve to wipe the beads of sweat from the corner of his forehead, and said in a low voice: "Someone from the palace has passed a decree, saying that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is going to be an immortal." It turned out that Xue Jing, the head of the Imperial Study, came to read out the will, thinking that Zhu Quan, the king of Ning in the past, was very kind to him, so he immediately revealed one or two to Ma Sanbao first.

Zhu Quan suddenly heard that Zhu Biao died young, and couldn't help but be stunned, and suddenly recalled in his mind that in the past, it was in this courtyard, this person in the royal family, but he was open-minded, cared about family affection, and the prince who was the least like the prince of a country came to visit him in the palace, and the three-foot long sword fell off his hand unconsciously, and walked towards the front hall with Ma Sanbao.

The death of Zhu Biao, the crown prince who is the prince of a country, naturally caused a lot of waves among the civil and military officials, but fortunately, all the regulations and etiquette have their own etiquette department Shangshu, and the waiter and others are still in order. It's just that His Majesty Emperor Hongwu has not been in the court for more than ten days, even King Ning and the six Shangshu went to visit the sick, and they were all blocked from the palace gate by the brocade guards, which inevitably made the hundred officials suspicious and divergent.