Chapter 292 King of the Western Regions(2/2)
He did not address him as "Prince", which made Zhu Zhanji a little uncomfortable. He did not need to address his two legitimate brothers, but Zhu Zhanji was not his half-brother, so he actually cared more about these things.
Zhu Zhanzhen said to the two of them: "Second brother, Uncle Su Wang, I will host you later in the evening and we can get together, how about that?"
Zhu Zhancheng refused and said, "Fifth brother, I will set off back in a moment. I'm afraid I won't be able to make it in time."
"Ah? Why are you in such a hurry?"
"Father has a destiny and must return as soon as possible. I'm afraid we won't be able to get together this time. Let's wait until next time. Li Shang and I are planning to return to the capital, so you, as an uncle, should take more care of us then."
Zhu Zhanju's anger has decreased a lot in the past two years, but it's hard to change one's nature, he just learned how to hide it.
"I also plan to let Xinyue and Xiaozhu live in the capital, and let them take care of them more when the time comes."
Zhu Zhanchen only told Zhu Zhanyong because he knew it was useless to talk to Zhu Zhanji, and the same was true for Zhu Zhanyong.
King Su also bowed to say goodbye, and Zhu Zhanzhen said: "Uncle King Su, don't forget to come to my house to get together tonight."
"good."
After a brief encounter, the three brothers walked into the palace.
Zhu Zhanji wears an orange flying fish robe, while Zhu Zhanyong and Zhu Zhanyong both wear red flying fish robes, except that Zhu Zhanyong's is bright red, while Zhu Zhanyong's is dark red.
The three brothers lined up side by side, and the surrounding maids and eunuchs couldn't help but look at them side by side. The three direct descendants of the Ming Dynasty were really talented in their own right.
Needless to say, Zhu Zhanyong and Zhu Zhanji need not say much. Although Zhu Zhanyong looks fat, because Zhu Gaochi himself is fat and has inconvenient legs and feet, in the past two years, in order to prevent Zhu Zhanyong from being like him, he has specially supervised his exercise and body shape.
He has become much stronger, but he appears to be the most blessed and strongest among the three.
The younger generation of princes in a dynasty are so outstanding, how can one not imagine how powerful this dynasty will be in the future?
The warm spring breeze blew through the Forbidden City, and the hard ice that had been frozen for a whole winter turned into spring water, flowing down the tiles and dripping on the ground.
This stern palace also has a gentle feeling under the spring breeze. It is vast and bright, and feels relaxed and happy.
Walking across the ground paved with gold bricks, crossing the white marble bridge, and crossing the emperor's threshold.
"My son, Zhu Zhanji."
"My son, Zhu Zhanyong."
"My son, Zhu Zhanyi."
"Kowtow to my father, long live my emperor! Long live my emperor!"
Looking up, on the high hall, the third emperor of the Ming Dynasty, Emperor Hongxi, is making a dragon chair, wearing a dragon robe, woven with bright yellow silk brocade, embroidered with rising dragon, Zhai patterns and twelve chapters, and a golden dragon riding on the mist and soaring into the clouds.
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