I, the grandson of the second emperor of the Ming Dynasty, earned 100 million taels at the beginning

"Gone?"

Zhu Zhangui nodded.

"Gone."

The more lies you tell, the easier it is to expose problems.

The story Zhu Zhangui told is actually based on the logic of the novel.

Just point to the end. Talking too much is easy to give away.

Zhu Di got up and walked around the room with his hands behind his back, thinking about the credibility of Zhu Zhangui's words.

Zhu Di would not naively think that Zhu Zhangui's words are the truth.

What Zhu Zhangui said just now is [-]% true, and Zhu Di is very pleased.

"That is to say, all these things of yours were exchanged for money with a fat man in another world."

Zhu Zhangui nodded.

Zhu Di frowned and turned around a few more times.

"No, didn't you just say that you can't touch the things in that world? Then how did you bring them back?"

Zhu Zhangui shook his head blankly.

"It's true that I can't touch it, but I can get the things I bought from that fat man, and I can bring them back."

"I think there should be some cause and effect relationship, but I don't know."

Zhu Di frowned and looked at Zhu Zhangui for a long time.

"Who else knows about this besides me?"

Zhu Zhangui replied in a low voice: "No one knows about this matter until you ask. I even made a plan to keep this secret for the rest of my life. If others find any clues, I will use reasons Get over it, if you can't get over it..."

Zhu Zhangui stretched out his hand and made a chopping motion.

Zhu Di was silent for a moment, looked at Zhu Zhangui, "Then why did you tell me? Actually, you can find a lie and make it up."

Zhu Zhangui showed a sincere smile.

"Because you are my grandfather, the emperor of Ming Dynasty, there are some things that I can't hide from you. And I want to become the future Lord of Ming Dynasty. Without your support, with my father's character, I would not be able to establish me. Apart from Rebellion, there is no second choice. My grandson doesn’t want to fight brothers, so I can only show my biggest hole card and come to your support.”

"If you know this secret, either kill me, or support me, let me take your place, and continue to make Ming Dynasty prosperous and revived."

Zhu Zhangui answered so frankly, it is not surprising that Zhu Di is not angry.

Zhu Di knew Zhu Zhangui's idea of ​​becoming emperor early on, otherwise he would not have considered making this second grandson the grandson.

"I need to see it with my own eyes to confirm what you said."

Without hesitation, Zhu Zhangui lay down on the ground and closed his eyes.

Watching Zhu Zhangui whose breathing was gradually steady, Zhu Di frowned, and asked the curtain behind him: "Is this possible?"

Yao Guangxiao, the prime minister in black, walked out slowly from behind the curtain, twirling his beard with one hand, and twirling a Buddhist bead with the other. After pondering for a moment, he gave an affirmative answer.

"There are... but very few, and the abilities vary."

Stepping up to Zhu Di's side, the old monk Yao Guangxiao looked at the sleeping Zhu Zhangui, and slowly explained: "In ancient times, there were strange people who could never forget, could understand animal language, and could sink into the water for several hours without using it." Take a breath, and there are even people who can go for years and decades without sleep and don't feel tired."

"His Highness the Second Emperor's Sun is probably one of them, but his ability is stronger than others, so it makes people feel incredible."

Picking up a book on the table, the old monk Yao Guangxiao opened a page and preached to Zhu Di: "The world is like this book. The world we live in is only one side of it."

As he spoke, he turned another page, pointed to the other side and said:

"This is the magical world that His Royal Highness the Second Emperor was talking about."

Shaking the page in his hand, Yao Guangxiao said: "People on this page cannot see the content of the other page, nor can they go to the other page. And the ability of the second emperor's grandson is to pass through the pages of the book and reach the other page." A world on one page."

"It's just that he doesn't belong to that world and is not recognized by the heavens in that world, so he can't communicate and touch people in that world."

Zhu Di nodded suddenly, took the page in Yao Guangxiao's hand and looked at it for a long time.

"The fat man Er Zaizi mentioned is probably a strange person in that world. The two met by a coincidence, and it played another role."

At this point in the conversation, the two closed their mouths, looked at the distant sky, and fell into fantasy.

After a long time, Zhu Di said with emotion: "With such a unicorn, it's hard for me to be unhappy."

After speaking, he looked at the old monk with complicated eyes.

Zhu Zhangui's secret, Zhu Di can guarantee that he will bring it into the coffin and will not tell anyone else about it.

And Zhu Zhangui has his own protection, and he will not be afraid of others' persecution.

Now the only one who knows this secret is this old monk.

Having shared hardships with Zhu Di for so many years, how could the old monk not understand Zhu Di's thoughts.

I saw him clasping his hands together and smiling lightly.

"Amitabha, the day of the poor monk's death has come. I hope that His Majesty will remember that there was an old monk in the future."

Zhu Di walked forward with guilt all over his face, put his arms around the old monk, and patted him on the back hard.

An hour later, Zhu Zhangui stood at the gate of Jiming Temple and squeezed his fist hard.

A day ago, when asked how sure he was of being the grandson, Zhu Zhangui could only answer that he was [-]% sure.

But after today, he is 9.9 sure of winning this position.

When he came out of the supermarket just now, Zhu Di looked at the extra things and pondered for a long time.

said a word.

If you are not my grandson, you must die.

Then he threw a golden token to Zhu Zhangui.

After saying "Work hard, Daming depends on you for the prosperity of Ming Dynasty", he kicked Zhu Zhangui out.

Looking at the gold medal in his hand, Zhu Zhangui had a triumphant smile on his face.

This is the guarantee the old man gave him.

With this token, he can boldly sell his own things.

No one dared to come over and ask even if they brought out something shocking to the world.

But despite the guarantee, Zhu Zhangui still plans to make another preparation.

Since ancient times, emperors have been ruthless people, who knows if the old man will go back on his word one day.

Zhu Zhangui knew in his heart that if he wasn't telling the truth, the old man must also be clear in his heart.

But when he took out a lot of things out of thin air, which Zhu Di had never seen before, these were not important.

Again.

Zhu Zhangui is Zhu Di's grandson, and Zhu Di is now too old, so he doesn't have so many other thoughts.

What Zhu Di wants most now is to find an heir who can lead Daming to take off, and tell future generations, and tell the dead old man.

His descendants of Zhu Di's lineage are hundreds of times stronger than Zhu Yunqi.

The next day, a big news spread throughout Jinling.

Yao Guangxiao, who had assisted His Majesty for many years and was known as Prime Minister in Black, passed away yesterday in Jiming Temple.

Chapter 29: Zhu Di: Boss, get ready, I want to make a second child!

The old monk Yao Guangxiao passed away suddenly, and the ruling and opposition parties lamented.

It is a pity that such a talented person will disappear if he just says that he is gone.

Zhu Di announced that Yao Guangxiao would be buried with the ceremony of a national teacher.

Since Yao Guangxiao has no descendants, and his family is unwilling to have anything to do with him, the matter of guarding the spirit and dying is entrusted to Yao Guangxiao's apprentice Zhu Zhanji.

And Zhu Zhangui was also called over by Zhu Di, and together with Zhu Zhanji, he died for the old monk.

Why did the old monk die?

Zhu Zhangui knew it all in his heart.

Although he entered the supermarket, he still has some perception of the things outside.

As soon as the old monk appeared, Zhu Zhangui sensed it.

At the same time, he also understood that the old monk's death was approaching.

Since ancient times, the royal family has been ruthless.

Zhu Di does not allow any outsiders to know this secret that is related to the future life and prosperity of Daming.

So from the beginning, when the old monk was invited by Zhu Di to listen to the matter, he was doomed to die.

Yao Guangxiao: In my next life, I will be involved in royal affairs, and I will be that one. . .

"Hey, poor old monk, if you don't go down to the 18th floor of hell and can be reincarnated, you won't be able to do business for the royal family in your next life. The royal family has no good things."

Standing beside the coffin, Zhu Zhangui shook his head and sighed after confirming that the old monk was really dead.

"If you don't want to stay here, you can leave and don't disturb the teacher's rest."

Kneeling beside the coffin, Zhu Zhanji, who was burning paper money with a sad face, said something coldly.

The death of the old monk was very strange.

When Zhu Zhanji was asked to return the token by Zhu Di, and when he drove away with Zhu Pangpang to sell furniture, the old monk was still fine.

As a result, Zhu Zhangui went in for a while later, and the old monk died in the afternoon.

This made Zhu Zhanji have to suspect that his teacher's death had something to do with his second brother.

Zhu Zhangui pouted, squatted on the other side, took out a stack of paper money, and started to burn it slowly.

"I really want to leave, I still have a lot of things to do, but the old man won't let me go, he insists on keeping this old monk's spirit guard."

Hearing this, Zhu Zhanji threw the paper money in his hand into the brazier, splashing a large amount of Martian dust.

He grabbed Zhu Zhangui's collar, his eyes were red, and he growled angrily: "Tell me, how did he die?"

Looking at the angry blood red eyes, Zhu Zhangui calmly pushed Zhu Zhanji away.

"I don't know. I didn't see him when I came. As for how he died? Only the old man and the old monk know."

Zhu Zhanji stared at Zhu Zhangui, trying to see if Zhu Zhangui was lying.

But Zhu Zhangui didn't care about his gaze at all, and still threw paper money into the brazier one by one.

Zhu Zhanji gritted his teeth without asking anything from the second child, got up and walked out.

"I advise you not to go. The old man has been bothering you for the past few days, and the old monk passed away. Not only will you not be able to ask questions, but you will be reprimanded."

Zhu Zhanji, who was about to run out of the door, stopped in his tracks, turned his head to stare at Zhu Zhangui, pointed at the coffin and shouted angrily: "He has done so many things for grandpa, made so many contributions, even without him, grandpa would not be where he is today." , let alone us, how could Grandpa let him die without any reason!"

Zhu Zhangui chuckled when he heard the words, and looked up at Zhu Zhanji.

"Lan Yu, Hu Weiyong, Li Shanchang, none of them have made great contributions to the founding of the Ming Dynasty for me, but they are all dead."

"The emperor wants the minister to die, and the minister has to die. Since the emperor allows him to die, there is a reason for his death."

"The old monk is dead, so there is a reason for his death. If the old man didn't say anything, it means he doesn't want to mention it. If you just run over to ask, it will make grandpa angry. It doesn't matter if you get scolded, don't let daddy implicated."

After saying this, Zhu Zhangui stopped talking to Zhu Zhanji, and continued to burn paper money, mentioning the ever-burning lamp from time to time.

Zhu Zhangui would not tell Zhu Zhanji that the death of the old monk was a step planned by him.

This monk has a great influence on Zhu Di, and Zhu Zhanji is the other party's student.

Although the old monk is very optimistic about himself, when it comes to Li Taisun, the other party will not hesitate to stand on Zhu Zhanji's side.

Zhu Zhangui wants to get the position of grandson, the old monk must die.

It doesn't matter whether it is a talent or an evildoer.

Anyone who prevents Zhu Zhangui from becoming a grandson is his enemy.

As the saying goes, the best enemy is a mortal enemy.

It is also because of this that when Zhu Zhangui told the old man his secret, he deliberately told it in Jiming Temple instead of taking the old man to a hidden place to tell it.