A slightly thin figure stood on the city wall, raising his hands to beat the drum for the army.

This person is none other than Zhu Yunwen.

Zhu Shangbing's eyes were complicated and he didn't know what to say. He listened to the sound of drums echoing in his ears, and with a smile on his face, he raised his spear and shouted at the army behind him.

"war!"

The morale of the army was greatly boosted. With Zhu Shangbing shouting together, everyone set off on the journey with fighting spirit.

Seeing the army retreating, Zhu Yunwen put down the drumstick and looked at the cracked tiger's mouth.

He was not good at martial arts, and he was already sweating profusely while beating the drum.

When I looked again, there was no trace of the army, only the horses' hooves were still there.

He walked down the tower and saluted at the door.

Fang Xiaoru beside him nodded happily and followed him.

Just at this moment, Du Andao came over on horseback holding the imperial edict in his hand with a smile on his face.

He got off his horse and came to Zhu Yunwen. Without saying a word, he began to announce the decree.

"The emperor's grandson Zhu Yunwen accepted the order."

All the civil servants looked at each other and didn't know why. Only Fang Xiaoru knew it well and led all the officials to kneel to the ground.

Zhu Yunwen, on the other hand, already knew what Zhu Yuanzhang meant and knelt down to listen to the order.

Seeing his unfazed look, Du Andao nodded and then read the above content loudly.

"My grandson Yunzhen is both capable and virtuous, and his filial piety is the foundation of virtue. He is now named the emperor's grandson and is enthroned in the East Palace. He will maintain the rule for ten thousand years and spread the heart of the world."

The people around him were all shocked when they heard this. They did not expect that this scene would appear in front of them.

I couldn't help but stop for everyone, whispering.

"Is this the emperor's grandson Zhu Yunwen?"

"Just now, Taisun Cai personally went out to beat drums for the Crown Prince of Qin. Now that he is canonized, it will definitely be a good story in the future."

"This grandson can indeed bear the word virtue."

…

Listening to the voice in his ears, Du Andao thought of what the man in Fengtian Palace had said.

Everything was as he expected.

The grandson beats the drum, the prince goes to war, and creates a good story about the king and his ministers.

The superiors were worried that the sudden appointment of a grandson would attract criticism, so they took this opportunity to silence everyone.

With such a good reputation, I just need to have more energy to achieve results.

It is not necessary that Zhu Yunwen can be like his father, with unparalleled ability to overwhelm all his brothers, and to be able to calm restless generals.

…

Prince Yan's Mansion in Peking.

Someone came back to the house wearing armor, walking like a dragon and a tiger, and the sun's horns reached into the sky.

Zhu Di, King of Yan.

He listened to the news from the spies, his thick eyebrows were furrowed and his eyes were filled with authority, and his tone was not only filled with anger but also a bit of doubt.

"Is it true? The old man made that boy Zhu Yunwen his grandson?"

The people below heard this and nodded hurriedly, for fear of offending the giant Buddha in front of them.

After receiving the affirmation, Zhu Di looked forward thoughtfully with a gloomy expression.

At this moment, a black-robed monk appeared from the side. He looked at the man next to him with a smile on his face and couldn't help but say.

"The donor doesn't seem particularly happy? You might as well tell Monk Yu so that I can help you clear up your doubts."

Asking knowingly.

Zhu Di looked at Yao Guangxiao coldly, but was forced to retreat by the smile on his face.

I had to suppress the anger in my heart before speaking to him.

"Monk Daoyan, that hat has fallen on someone else's head, how can you make the decision?"

Unexpectedly, the latter just laughed and said nothing.

Zhu Di had no choice but to ask questions repeatedly, from being calm at first to becoming irritable.

When the eldest brother is still alive, there is nothing wrong with establishing a direct descendant.

But Zhu Yunwen's mother was not the Crown Princess Chang, but the step-concubine Lu.

There was a child above who died young. He was neither his direct descendant nor his eldest son.

"I didn't know that my father was so partial."

I think he, King Yan, is also the leader among all the brothers.

What does it mean when the eldest brother is not around and a brat is allowed to ride on their heads?

Looking at his expression, Yao Guangxiao sat on the chair and smiled calmly, as if he had everything under control.

"Why should King Yan be like this? Today's grandson cannot afford to have both political integrity and talent. This hat will fall off if he bends slightly, so there is no need to be upset."

As soon as the last four words came out, Zhu Di was so angry that he laughed and looked unhappy.

At that time, this monk came uninvited and said that he wanted to give him a white hat.

If the king adds white, he is the emperor.

When the prince was still there, although he had the intention, he did not take action.

In the twenty-fifth year of Hongwu, the eldest brother passed away suddenly.

The seeds that had sprouted after several years were suppressed by an imperial edict.

How could he not be angry or annoyed by this? He immediately retorted.

"Monk Dao Yan, as long as the old man is around, this hat will be fine."

Unexpectedly, Yao Guangxiao smiled meaningfully after hearing this. He got up and walked to the Zen room in the backyard.

The light words made King Yan stand there in a daze.

Just listen to him.

"What if His Majesty is not here? Can you sit back and relax while sitting on the throne?"

…

Government House.

At this time, the courtyard was already somewhat depressed, and those valuable things were exchanged for silver coins.

It had been secretly sent to his hometown in Dingyuan, and everyone looked sad.

Li Qi took two steps forward and looked at Li Shanchang who was messing up his clothes. He couldn't bear it and asked.

"Father, is there really no other way?"

After saying this, the latter froze with a wry smile on his face, looked back at his family and sighed.

This sigh is the best answer.

If you want me to die, I...have to die!

Seeing his eldest grandson Li Fang frowning, he walked over and smoothed it with his old hands.

Then he spoke to everyone.

"You all must forget this night. You only remember that Mr. Li Shanchang fell into the water and fell into the water. When he woke up, he was mad and delirious."

"He will die in a certain few months after the Prince of Qin returns to the court, and turn into a handful of loess."

"As for you, go back to your hometown. The money there is enough for several generations to squander. As for Qi'er, you and Princess Lin'an live a good life. I believe that for Mao'er's sake, Prince Qin will take care of Fang'er."

After explaining all this, he jumped into the water with a splash.

When someone wanted to step forward, they were stopped by a long sword.

It's Li Qi.

His eyes were red as he watched his old father fight for his people.

When his struggle became weaker, he jumped down with a plop, rescued Li Shanchang and shouted to the people around him.

"What are you doing standing here?! Go and ask for a doctor, please come to the Imperial Hospital!"

Li Fang looked at her father's leaving figure and suddenly felt that he was much older.

Clenching the hilt of the sword in his hand, he made a decision in his heart.

He snatched the black horse from the stable and embarked on the road to Juyongguan.
To be continued...