Daming: In the beginning, he mistakenly regarded Emperor Yongle as his own father

The tone was so soft that Zhu Zhanji couldn't believe it. Grandpa isn't angry anymore?

Could it be that the painting worked?

This is also amazing!

But he didn't dare to delay, and hurried out of the palace to call his father.

As soon as the prince heard the emperor's summons, he quickly changed his clothes and went.

As soon as he came in, he knelt on the ground and called out respectfully: "Your Majesty."

"As for the assassin, father knows that you want it, and punished you for grabbing the cane, it's father's fault."

The prince was so frightened by the sudden gentleness that he didn't dare to breathe out. He was used to being scolded by his father, but he was not used to being praised all of a sudden.

"Father, you don't mean to kill me, do you?"

The eve of the storm is the quietest.

Zhu Di wanted to laugh, is he so cruel?

But don't blame him, who let me often toss this eldest son.

"Those assassins, leave it to you to deal with, don't implicate the second and third."

When the prince heard this, his eyes widened in disbelief, and he stared blankly at him.

This……

So it's over?

so suddenly?

What happened?

He caught a glimpse of the picture of a tiger hanging next to the Qianqing Palace, and saw the inscription on it.

With a sudden shock, he suddenly understood.

Chapter 69 Do You Like My Grandson?

The prince didn't know what the emperor had gone through, never dying overnight and becoming so gentle.

He thought it was the painting that made the emperor think of the love between father and son and spared the three brothers.

He exiled the Assassin, never to return to Beijing.

Although these assassins have done rebellious things, from their point of view, they are not loyal ministers.

Many of them did not do anything wrong, they just had different positions and were foolish and loyal.

Letting them go, on the one hand, it shows His Majesty's great grace, and on the other hand, it can be regarded as picking out the second and third.

After the assassin dealt with it, he went to fish out the second child from the coffin himself.

The second child still couldn't believe it, but the old man just let him go.

"Boss, don't fool me."

"Why am I bluffing you?" The prince pulled him up: "I exile all the assassins."

"Second brother, although the old man has a bad temper and loves to swear, he is always our dear father. If he really wants your life, can you lie in the coffin for so long?"

The King of Han didn't express his opinion, but instead asked the prince, "Why did the old man suddenly figure it out?"

I have been father and son with the old man for decades, and I don't know his temper. He is the kind of person who knows he is wrong and doesn't admit it.

"You have to thank my son for this matter. Didn't my father reward me with a painting last time? He wrote a poem on it. Those few poems reminded him that we are his sons."

"What poem?"

"The tiger is the king of all beasts, and no one dares to offend it. Only father and son love, look back step by step."

As soon as the crown prince finished speaking, the king of Han froze.

It turned out that this was the meaning that father gave them this painting at the beginning.

He was not beating himself, but telling the three brothers that they were father and son, blood was thicker than water, and they should not plot against each other.

The King of Han suddenly felt ashamed, and apologized to the prince: "Boss, I really didn't mean to frame you, would you believe me?"

The prince smiled: "I am your elder brother, I don't trust you, who do I trust?"

"Okay, this matter is over like this, and no one is allowed to mention it again."

"You go and wash it up, and our three brothers will enter the palace to say hello to father later."

King Han nodded hurriedly. He didn't take a bath for two days, and he felt that he was stinking all over, but he was the boss, and he didn't dislike him at all.

……

On the second day, Zhu Di went to court normally, and the King of Han also appeared in the court hall as scheduled. The officials watched the father and son discuss the matter of the Northern Expedition without any grievances at all, and felt how the two turned their faces so quickly.

After the court, Yang Rong did not know where to get the gossip, saying that the reason why His Majesty and the King of Han reconciled was because the Taisun inscribed the painting.

"The tiger is the king of all beasts, and no one dares to offend it. Only father and son love, look back step by step."

"What a poem." Yang Shiqi was the first to sigh.

"It's not just a good poem, it expresses the artistic conception of that painting vividly." Yang Rong added.

"I think it doesn't matter whether the poem is good or not. The key is that the poem captures His Majesty's heart and vividly dissects His Majesty's love for his son."

"exactly."

"The great-grandson is worthy of being a great-grandson. Not only is he extremely intelligent, but he also has a perfect understanding of people's hearts. He can even understand His Majesty's temperament like the palm of his hand. You are not even one-tenth of it."

"The most rare thing is that the grandson is willing to plead for the King of Han regardless of previous suspicions, which is really rare."

"With this great-grandson in the Ming Dynasty, three generations can be guaranteed without any worries."

Zhu Zhanji, who was still in the Prince's Mansion at the moment, sneezed all morning, still muttering in his heart who was okay to scold him early in the morning.

If he knew that all the ministers would praise him wrongly at this moment, he probably wished he could die on the spot.

A typical large-scale social death scene.

The person who is so smart and knows people's hearts like the palm of his hand is not him, but Lu Xianzi!