When he stepped on the last step of this imperial staircase, Zhang Fu was finally able to see this golden wall and extraordinary hall at such a close distance.

His father Zhang Yu is a famous general in the army, he grew up in the army with his father since he was a child, and his father has been following Zhu Di, the king of Yan, and he has been loyal until he died bravely in the battle of Dongchang in the battle of Jingyan.

Since then, Zhu Di, the king of Yan, has regarded Zhang Fu as his confidant and ordered him to command the guards of the king of Yan, so now he can have the opportunity to accompany the king of Yan to approach the magnificent palace hall.

The top of this big hall in front of you is covered with glazed gold tiles, double eaves and heavy ridges, carved beams and painted buildings, exquisite and magnificent. The doors and windows are all carved with vermilion lacquer, and above the temple door hangs the plaque written by Emperor Taizu Zhu Yuanzhang himself, and the three big characters dragon and phoenix dance: "Fengtian Palace"!

This is the place where the emperor holds major ceremonies and accepts the congratulations of hundreds of civil and military officials, and it is the center of the entire imperial city, which is what the people call the "Golden Luan Treasure Palace".

However, at this moment, the doors of these luxurious and exquisite halls were tightly closed, and there was no figure to be seen around, and there was a vague sense of mystery.

Zhu Di, the king of Yan, stood in front of the palace door and hesitated for a moment, then suddenly stretched out his hand and pushed open the closed palace door.

Through the hall door, Zhang Fu, who was standing behind Zhu Di, quickly raised his head and looked inside.

Because the doors and windows were closed, the light in the hall was very bad, and there was some gloomy feeling in the dark.

Also because the light is very dim, Zhang Fu can't see the layout of the hall clearly, but he can feel that the layout of the hall should be very luxurious and splendid.

The entire hall was empty, only on the high dragon chair facing the temple door, there was a figure sitting upright, presumably it was Jianwen Emperor Zhu Yunwen.

Zhang Fu felt a little surprised in his heart, the army was defeated and the city was broken, and this Emperor Jianwen did not choose to flee or hide, although under the siege of the Yan army's iron bucket, it was actually in vain.

Now he is sitting in the main hall, on the dragon chair, as if he has been waiting for the arrival of Zhu Di, the king of Yan, and waiting for his final fate.

In the end, he is still an emperor, and he still has the courage and bearing of a king.

Perhaps, he and Yan Wang Zhu Di can really sit down and talk, after all, they are both the bloodline of Emperor Taizu, after all, they are uncles and nephews.

Zhang Fu thought so.

Yan King Zhu Di also looked up and saw Emperor Jianwen sitting on the dragon chair, which seemed to be a little unexpected, and was slightly stunned.

But soon, his expression returned to normal, and he whispered to Zhang Fu behind him: "Guard the palace gate and wait for this king outside." ”

With that, he raised his leg and stepped over the foot-high threshold and walked into the main hall.

Zhang Fu behind him bowed in response, stretched out his hand to cover the door of the palace, and stood at the door of the hall to guard, while listening carefully to the movements in the hall, in case the situation changed, so as to rush into the palace at any time to escort.

The light in the main hall was very dim, only a few candles were lit that were not very bright, and the flickering fire faintly reflected the silhouette of Emperor Jianwen Zhu Yunwen on the dragon chair.

Yan Wang Zhu Di strode towards the dragon chair, his waist was straight, his head was very high, he was now completely arrogant, because behind him, there were hundreds of thousands of Yan Wang's army that was entering Nanjing City.

On the dragon chair opposite, Jianwen Emperor Zhu Yunwen's still somewhat childish face, although he desperately pretended to be calm, Zhu Di could still see at a glance the panic and fear hidden under his pretended calm.

Yanwang Zhu Di suddenly felt very funny, and almost wanted to laugh out loud.

Four years ago, he had not yet raised troops, but Emperor Jianwen was plotting to cut down the feudal domain, and when he was approaching step by step, Yao Guangxiao, a master of Daoyan, had advised him several times to raise troops in time and not to sit idly by.

But at that time, Emperor Jianwen had just ascended the throne, and the new policy had just been implemented in the world, and the people's hearts were towards the imperial court, so Zhu Di said to Yao Guangxiao: "The people's hearts are to them, what can I do?"

Who knew that Yao Guangxiao replied: "The minister only knows the way of heaven, regardless of the people's will." ”

At that time, knowing that he was going to fight against the court with a corner of his strength and compete for the world, how frightened was he in his heart?

Later, under the persecution of Emperor Jianwen, he finally had to raise troops to resist, but at the beginning of the season, he even suffered defeats, and the battle of Dongchang not only damaged the general Zhang Yu, but also put himself in danger several times, and the army's heart was shaken.

As a last resort, he wrote to Emperor Jianwen Zhu Yunwen, asking for a strike and peace, but Fang Xiaoru and Huang Zicheng and Qi Tai and others jointly signed a letter, so that Emperor Jianwen rejected his suggestion.

However, it has only been a few years, and now he has led the Yan army to win successive battles and cross the Yangtze River, but it is the turn of Emperor Jianwen Zhu Yunwen to send envoys, begging for peace and begging for peace, and promising to rule by dividing the river.

When it came to the fat meat in his mouth, how could Zhu Di let it go easily, so he flatly refused and led the Yan army to besiege Nanjing City.

Now that the world has changed, and now he feels that he should be replaced by the Emperor Jianwen in front of him, who pretends to be calm, Zhu Di feels that this is really impermanent, and creation makes people.

Seeing Zhu Di come forward, Jianwen Emperor Zhu Yunwen clenched his fists tightly, tried to suppress the fear in his heart, squeezed out a little smile with great difficulty, and said, "Is Uncle Yan Wang here?"

Zhu Di stood still in front of the dragon chair, crossed his hands with a big grin, and did not pay homage, and said loudly: "See the emperor, the minister has no form, and he has entered the capital without an edict, and I hope that Your Majesty will surrender the crime!"

After speaking, he held his head high, and a pair of eyes stared at Emperor Jianwen without blinking.

Emperor Jianwen felt a burst of frustration in his heart, and surrendered his guilt? Now that the situation is gone, how else can he be condemned?

He smiled a little embarrassedly, and asked knowingly, "Uncle Yan Wang is here in the capital, why is it here?"

Zhu Di's brows furrowed, he hated fake acting like this in his heart, he was obviously a failure, but he still had to take care of his face, and asked knowingly, engaging in this set of vain things, he looked down on his own nephew more and more.

If, one day, he could sit in this position, he would definitely not be like him and wear a mask all day long, he couldn't help but start thinking so.

But since Emperor Jianwen had already asked, he couldn't help but answer, so he raised his voice and said proudly: "The minister came here this time just to punish the Qing monarch and punish the minister!"

Zhu Di's high-pitched voice startled Emperor Jianwen, and also made him feel a nameless fire in his heart.

Obviously, it is a rebellion, it is obviously a heart of disobedience, obviously from the moment he entered the palace just now, he didn't even bow down, and he didn't put himself as the emperor in his eyes at all, but he still kept saying that he wanted to "clean the king's side, punish the ministers", and rubbed the fat and powder for his disloyalty and injustice, which is really shameless!

In the end, he was young and vigorous, Emperor Jianwen couldn't help but pat on the armrest of the dragon chair, and shouted angrily: "Isn't Uncle Yan Wang a little covetous of this dragon chair?"

His anger made Yan Wang Zhu Di feel a little surprised.

That's right, in the end, the people of the Zhu family should have some backbone and blood in their bones, this is like the grandson of Emperor Taizu, like my Zhu Di's nephew!

He thought so in his heart, but on the surface, he didn't give in, and replied-for-tat: "Minister, no!"

A mocking smile flashed on Emperor Jianwen's face, and he asked: "Since Uncle Yan has no covetousness for this Ming Dynasty, and since he is only here for the Qing monarch to punish the ministers, then why did I send envoys to propose to Uncle Yan Wang to strike the army before your army crossed the river, and our two families divided the river to rule, why did Uncle Yan Wang refuse?"

It's okay not to mention this matter, as soon as he mentioned this matter, Zhu Di couldn't help but feel a wave of anger rushing up in an instant.

He scolded Emperor Jianwen: "Do you still have the face to mention this? Do you still have the face to mention the rule of the river? What a hero Emperor Taizu was back then, he went through life and death several times, and sacrificed the blood and lives of many soldiers in exchange for today's Ming Dynasty?"

"Emperor Taizu has such high hopes for you, handed over this Ming dynasty to you, and expects you to work hard, create a prosperous era, and glorify my Ming century's foundation!

"When you forced the feudal clans to rebel against you, and the slightest thing went wrong, you didn't even know how to reflect on your mistakes, but panicked, and took out the hard-earned foundation of Emperor Taizu, and how many brave soldiers exchanged their blood and lives for the Ming Dynasty like child's play, and actually put forward the conditions of dividing the river and splitting the country, just to keep your position and keep the dragon chair you are sitting on!"

Zhu Di said excitedly, pointed at Emperor Jianwen with his finger, and scolded bitterly: "You shameless person, no guts and rats, how can you still have the face to continue to sit high on this dragon chair? How can you have the face to face the ancestors of the Zhu family, the Emperor Taizu, and the subjects of the world?"

With these words, Emperor Jianwen Zhu Yunwen's face was bruised, his face was red and white, but he couldn't say half a word.

These words also made Zhu Di feel hearty and happy.

even scolded the ambition in his chest, looking at the cold dragon chair under the seat of Emperor Jianwen Zhu Yunwen, a thought suddenly popped up in his heart: Such a faint monarch can be replaced!

In fact, he didn't think about it this way before, as the war progressed more and more smoothly, and the Yan army had good news one after another, he had thought of this idea more than once.

But now, when he faced his own nephew Jianwen Emperor Zhu Yunwen and the dragon chair left by his father Taizu Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang, he was still startled by this thought that suddenly came to him, and at that moment, he felt a little trance.

At this moment, I suddenly heard a very immature voice shouting: "Traitor!

Zhu Di was stunned for a moment, and then saw a child flash out from behind the screen behind the dragon chair, wearing a small white fish and dragon brocade robe, holding a small dagger in his small hand, shining, and a pair of big black eyes full of anger, staring directly at Zhu Di.

Zhu Di knows this child, he is the eldest son of Emperor Jianwen Zhu Yunwen, Zhu Wenkui, who was made the crown prince, has just turned six years old this year.

Such a child should be innocent, playful and active, but at this moment, he was holding a sharp blade and looking at himself full of anger and hatred, Zhu Di couldn't help but be stunned.

Zhu Di has been on the battlefield for a long time, and he is too familiar with the anger and hatred in this child's eyes, it is a kind of hatred that does not share the sky and never die, it is a kind of eyes that make people tremble from the depths of their souls!

Zhu Di frowned, and had secretly made a decision in his heart, this son must not stay!

While he was still thinking in his heart, the child suddenly shouted, waved the dagger in his hand, and rushed straight towards Zhu Di!