The moon is hidden and the stars are sparse, the branches of the dead trees are shaking, the cold is strong, the red paint on the wall is peeling, and in the quiet night, the Ganwang Mansion is busy for a moment.

The coughing in the room did not stop, the former prince and now the prince of Gan, Zhu Gaochi, breathed violently after coughing violently, but he felt that his chest was dull, his throat was slightly sweet, and he couldn't stop leaning on the head of the bed and vomiting blood.

Princess Zhang of Gan hurriedly caught it with a basin, so as not to let all the blood spray on her own prince, she used her warm jade hand to hold the cold and fat hand of King Gan, although it seems to be calm, but anyone can feel the struggle and desolation in Zhang's heart.

Although his heart was already grief-stricken, Zhang still barely squeezed out a little smile, and said gently: "Lord, it's okay, it's okay, the concubine is accompanying you, our son is also here, you'll be fine, vomit, it's okay to spit it out." ”

Zhu Gaochi, who was dying, said weakly: "Zhan...... Junji ...... Daddy has something to tell you. ”

Zhang looked at his son who was sitting on the side, Zhu Zhanji sat next to him without saying a word, his face was gloomy, and he exuded a strange temperament, like a ghost in a dream, his eyes were pure black.

After hearing his father's voice, Zhu Zhanji walked over and bowed slightly: "Dad, my son is here." ”

Zhu Gaochi glanced at Zhu Zhanji and took a deep breath: "Kneel!" ”

Zhu Zhanji did not hesitate, and knelt in front of the bed.

Zhu Gaochi tried hard to lift his hand, but he couldn't lift it, and he could only say to Zhang: "You, slap him for me." ”

Although Zhang was puzzled, seeing that Prince Gan was so weak, even though he couldn't bear it in his heart, he still had to be ruthless and slapped his own son in the face.

The sound of slapping sounded in the room, and Zhu Zhanji's face turned red after being slapped by this slap, but he still didn't make a sound.

"Look at your father, how sick he is, vomiting blood all night long, why can't you let your father save some snacks?"

Zhang's hated iron and steel, pointing at his son and scolding, "Our family, I don't have any other thoughts, we just want to live happily, you are good, you look at you, since you have grown up in the past two years, you have not let your father worry!" ”

"Your father's body is sick like this, it's all because of you!"

She wanted to say something more, but Zhu Gaochi shook his head.

There is not much time left for him, and he has to finish these last few sentences to Zhu Zhanji.

Zhu Gaochi looked sideways at his son: "Are you sending someone to assassinate your fourth uncle?" ”

Zhang stood up abruptly and looked at Zhu Zhanji in disbelief.

Zhu Zhanji tilted his head slightly: "Dad, how do you know?" ”

Zhu Gaochi asked: "Don't care how I know, tell me first, did you do it!" ”

"In the forbidden army of the Twelve Guards, there are people we cultivated back then, buried very deeply, except for you and me, father and son, no one else knows, and there are also our chess pieces hidden in the palace. Now is the weakest moment for the fourth uncle, and I have sent a dead soldier to take his life. ”

Zhu Zhanji shrugged his shoulders, "I am now alive like a walking corpse, even if I fail, I will die, in short, I don't want to die like you." ”

Zhu Gaochi's angry chest burned like a raging fire, and he shouted in a hoarse voice: "Confused! ”

"You're grown up now, it's amazing, even I, the father, can't control you anymore, you're lawless and do whatever you want. I thought that in the past two years in Jiangxi, I would be able to sharpen your temperament, but I didn't expect you to become deeper and more fierce, and you dared to kill your own uncle, you are not my son! ”

He slapped his big hand, and in an instant, more than a dozen tall and strong men rushed out.

Before Zhu Zhanji came back to his senses, he had already been pressed to the ground.

He raised his head and looked at his father puzzled: "Dad, what do you mean by this?" ”

Zhang also looked at Zhu Gaochi suspiciously, and she suddenly felt that her husband and son were unprecedentedly strange.

Zhu Gaochi covered his mouth and nose lightly, looked at Zhu Zhanji, and said lightly: "You don't have to call me dad, I'm not your dad, and you're not my son." ”

"You have fallen into the devil, keep you, after I die, you will harm the court and the people. Today, before I die, I will kill my relatives and eliminate your hidden danger! ”

He waved his hand and said, "Take him to Beijing, send him to the emperor, and let the emperor punish him." ”

More than ten strong men are all Zhu Gaochi's henchmen, and they only listen to his orders, even if they want to escort the prince away.

But Zhu Zhanji struggled to stand up, he coldly glanced at his father lying on the couch, and said calmly: "I can walk myself." ”

He brushed his sleeves and left, and more than ten strong men glanced at each other, and then looked at Zhu Gaochi.

The prince of Gan on the couch bowed slightly, which can be regarded as a decent one for his son.

……

When only Zhu Gaochi and Zhang's husband and wife were left in the room, he couldn't hold back anymore and vomited blood violently.

Zhang didn't have time to think about it, he used a basin to catch blood, and he was distressed: "Why do you bother, don't say it on your face, I know that you think of him in your heart as more important than your own life." ”

"Do you want to ask, why did I hand him over to the old man?"

After Zhu Gaochi finished vomiting, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said slowly, "You're right, I do, I think he is more important than my life." ”

Zhang finally couldn't help but ask at this time: "Then why are you ......?"

Zhu Gaochi raised his hand to interrupt: "It is precisely because I see that he is more important than my life, so I want to hand him over to the old man!" ”

"If you want Junji to live, there is only one way to go!"

He sighed and said, "Do you think he can kill his fourth uncle?" What kind of person is his fourth uncle, even in my heyday, I couldn't fight his fourth uncle, but with Zhanji, who is now confined to one place, can I fight his fourth uncle? ”

"Don't dream, Zhan Ji doesn't understand this truth, he already understood this truth when he lost his position as the grandson and was sent to Jiangxi."

"He is begging for death now, Junji is a strong child, he is not willing to die like me, if he wants to die, he will also have to die bloody."

"His fourth uncle is the most ruthless one I have ever met. Thinking that they are all brothers of the same mother, and thinking that they are all the love of Queen Xu, he left a life for our family, but that's all. Zhan Ji himself doesn't want to die, he wants to fight his fourth uncle to the end, do you think his fourth uncle will let him live? ”

Zhang was a little puzzled: "Then how do you want to save Zhanji, Zhanji himself has now begged to die, how can we hold him?" ”

Zhu Gaochi smiled miserably and said, "I want my life to exchange for Zhanji's life." ”

"The only thing that can make his fourth uncle soft is the late Queen Xu, who is our common mother. As long as I die, his fourth uncle will be moved, for the sake of Queen Xu, I will send Zhanji to him, let him ask for the guilt, his fourth uncle will not be murderous. ”

"At most, that is, if Zhanji is abolished as a concubine, at least Zhanji's life will be saved."

"Use my life as a game, in exchange for Zhanji's life."

Zhang was silent for a long time before he slowly asked, "You yourself have just said that Zhan Ji is asking for death by himself." If he knew that he was going to be deposed, would he be willing? ”

"He'll stop, because his life was exchanged for mine."

Zhu Gaochi said slowly, "Only when he arrives in Beijing and hears the news of my death will he wake up to the fact that I exchanged my own death for his life." If he begs for death again, then I will die in vain. With what I know about Jungji, no matter how unwilling he is, he will survive. ”

"This is a conspiracy, plotting against his fourth uncle, plotting Zhanji, using my life as a primer in exchange for the pacification of everything. As long as I die, it's all over, and that's the ending that everyone wants. ”

Zhang's eyes were filled with tears, and he said in a trembling voice: "What about me? ”

"I married you in the twenty-eighth year of Hongwu, and I have been with you for twenty-two years. Junji is a piece of meat that has fallen from me, and you are not my most beloved husband. You're gone, how am I going to live? ”

"I'm a woman, I'm simple-minded, Zhan Ji, this kid begged for death by himself, you let him die, I don't care about Zhan Ji, no matter his fourth uncle, no matter the emperor, I only care about you alone, I want you to live, live!"

Zhu Gaochi clenched his wife's warm hand, the corners of his eyes were slightly moist, and sighed: "Yes...... I'm sorry......"

"In my life, I am worthy of the people and the common people, but I owe a lot to you alone...... Ahem......"

"It's a pity that I don't have time, if there is an afterlife......"

"Sure ......"

"...... with you"

"White-headed ...... Old ......"

"This home will be ...... in the future Please...... Finish. ”

His voice grew fainter and weaker, and by the last word, it was already insignificant.

This Zhu Chubby, who has lived trembling all his life, closed his eyes regretfully after all.

His hand slowly slid down, and his breath dissipated.

Zhu Gaochi has unfortunately passed away.

On the palace of King Gan, there was a heart-rending howl of a woman.

The mountain collapsed.

……

"I'm ninety percent sure that this kid Zhanji did this thing to send someone to kill me."

Zhu Gaoxian said calmly, "The boss is a dying man, before he died, he played a trick with me, and since the twelfth year of Yongle, he has been fighting with me for three years. In the past three years, he has not won against me once, and he has lost nothing. Now he's going to die and wants to fight me again. ”

"He wants to use his life to bet that I won't kill Zhu Zhanji."

"This time, he beat me."

"I really won't kill Zhu Zhanji, the boss uses his life to save Zhanji, after all, he is his own brother, I don't want to let him die without turning a blind eye."

"Let the boss win once, Dad, don't meddle in this matter, we will solve the matter between our two brothers."

Zhu Di was silent for a long time, and his eyebrows condensed.

He knew that Zhu Gaoxian didn't want to embarrass him.

After all, Zhu Zhanji is his favorite good saint grandson, although the good saint grandson is no longer as good as it was back then, but if Zhu Zhanji is killed, will it be possible to really let the father and son meet in Jiuquan?

Zhu Di let out a long breath, and his eyebrows relaxed.

He raised his arm: "Someone! ”

Fan Zhong, who was outside the door, heard the voice, and rushed in with the forbidden army of the Twelve Guards, and looked at His Majesty the Emperor.

Zhu Di said slowly: "The prince is unwell because of state affairs, and my heart is very painful, the quasi-prince is recuperating in the East Palace for a month, during this time, you must take care of the East Palace, and let the prince cultivate well in the East Palace. ”

Zhu Gaoxian and Zhu Di looked at each other, with confusion in their eyes.

Zhu Di's will is clearly to put Zhu Gaoxian under house arrest in the East Palace.

Then, he personally came forward to cleanse all the crowd and bear all these sins for Zhu Gaoxian.

Zhu Di, who cherished feathers the most in his life, chose to stand up at this moment and bear all the infamy for Zhu Gaoxian.

He would rather not be able to protect his own later season, rather than let Zhu Gaoxian bear a debt of killing blood relatives.

Zhu Gaoxian smiled bitterly: "Actually...... I don't care about that. ”

He didn't want the old man to suffer this sin for himself, in fact, for him, he didn't care about infamy and sin at all.

What about being reviled by posterity?

He already had enough infamy on his body, and he couldn't wash the blood off his hands just by slaughtering more than 100,000 people in Jiaozhi. There are more lice and I am not afraid of biting, since I have done enough, what if I have more more?

Zhu Di patted Zhu Gaoxian's shoulder, and said with a soft look in his eyes: "In fact, everyone in the world is the same as a father, the boss is willing to sacrifice his life for his son, what if I bear a little infamy for you." ”

"I don't have much time, and in the remaining time, I just want to do more for you, and I can walk steadily, and when I get to the bottom, I can have some confidence when I meet your mother."

"Little four, Dad, I can only do so much for you."

"In the future, you are the only one left."

He waved his hand, turned around and walked out of the Wenhua Palace, facing everyone with his back.

In the sky above the Wenhua Palace, the bright full moon sits quietly on the night sky like a pure black curtain, quietly admiring the prosperity of Beijing.

The capital is naturally prosperous, and it still maintains the size and majesty of the imperial center in the middle of the night, confirming to the world how strong this empire is.

"The moon is the hometown of Ming." His Majesty the Emperor sighed with emotion.

He stared at the bright moon in the sky, which was flawless tonight, but he felt that something was missing.

The ancients always pinned their thoughts on the full moon for their families, as if a full moon was a symbol of family affection.

When he was young, Zhu Di also thought so, but how many times his life hung by a thread, how many times he wandered in front of the ghost gate, defeated all the enemies in front of him, and stood on the top of the mountain overlooking everything, he realized that when he had great power, he had to give up a lot, and there was never a perfect moon in this world.

He continued to stride forward, although he was old, although he was terminally ill, but at this moment, he seemed to have returned to the rebelliousness of his youth, the dragon and the phoenix, and the watch of the sky.

Only the breeze in the mountains and the bright moon on the river belong to him, and the rest are out of the way.

The merits and demerits are right and wrong, and the right is handed over to future generations to comment, Er Cao's body and name are destroyed, and the rivers and rivers will not be wasted!

(End of chapter)