The Ming Dynasty: The most ruthless imperial grandson, Old Zhu begged me not to kill him.

Chapter 122 We share this golden goblet, yet the blade shows no mercy.

Zhu Xiong Ying sat in the Qin Zheng Hall, looking at the intelligence that Yu Hua Tian had collected for him.

"Did Grandfather and Father really go to Fengyang Prefecture?"

Yu Huatian nodded.

"With the power we have now, we have no way of knowing where His Majesty is. However, news came from Fengyang Prefecture some time ago, and the nobles have been in close contact with Fengyang Prefecture lately. So after some investigation, we learned the truth!"

Zhu Xiong Ying snorted coldly; he knew very well what these Huai Xi nobles had done.

These guys have never done anything good.

This time, Zhu Yuanzhang and his crown prince Zhu Biao will probably be furious.

"This is also a good thing. It's time to deal with these guys. The Ming Dynasty does need nobles, but it needs those who are useful to the Ming Dynasty, not this group of guys who sit around eating and waiting to die, lying on their past achievements and drinking the blood of the people!"

Liu Sanwu, who was standing to the side, glanced at Zhu Xiong Ying twice.

He saw the image of Zhu Yuanzhang in Zhu Xiong Ying. He was a rare talent, acting decisively at such a young age.

However, the method is too decisive and not a long-term solution.

Zhu Bai's expression was complicated.

As a member of the royal family, he had a good relationship with these noble families from Huaixi.

Many of my childhood playmates were scions of noble families from Huaixi.

Although there were some unfilial children among them, and their relationship with them was extremely poor.

However, when he heard that Zhu Xiong Ying was going to take action against these people, he still felt a little reluctant.

"Xiongying, are you really going to take action against those uncles and elders? They are all veterans who followed Grandfather in conquering the world. If we deal with them all, what will people outside think of Grandfather?"

Zhu Xiong Ying turned her gaze to Zhu Bai.

He knew very well that Zhu Bai always put Zhu Yuanzhang first in many things.

Zhu Yuanzhang had many sons, but apart from his eldest son Zhu Biao, he paid little attention to the others.

Regardless of the circumstances, Zhu Bai always considered Zhu Yuanzhang's interests first in many matters.

Even Liu Sanwu, who was standing nearby, praised this highly, saying that Zhu Yuanzhang had a very filial son.

"Don't worry, Uncle Twelfth. Although we're going to take action against those nobles, it won't be against all of them, just those who have harmed the common people!"

"Since the founding of the country by our Emperor, these people have thought they have made some contributions, and many of them no longer care about the people, only about the power in their hands!"

"During the Yuan Dynasty, the people lived in extreme poverty. My grandfather rose up from humble beginnings, and countless patriots died in battle to bring peace to the world. But even though the world is at peace, these people are not satisfied with what they have. They arbitrarily seize farmland and oppress the people. How is what they are doing any different from that chaotic era?"

"If we don't take action against them, what will become of the people of Fengyang Prefecture? Let's share this golden goblet, for even the sharpest blades will not spare us!"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Bai fell into deep thought, while Liu Sanwu was filled with shock. At this moment, he admired this ten-year-old imperial grandson more and more.

If such words were to get out, one wonders how many people would condemn him.

However, he felt in his heart that such a monarch was more worthy of serving.

After a long time, Zhu Bai realized he had been overthinking things and sighed deeply.

“I understand the logic, but I really don’t know what to do in this situation. U.A., are we really going to kill them all?”

Zhu Xiong Ying patted Zhu Bai on the shoulder. "Uncle Twelfth, don't worry. Not all of these people deserve the death penalty. Some of them don't deserve to die. However, those who have truly made mistakes must be punished. This is to be responsible for the people of our Great Ming!"

"It's better for one family to cry than for everyone to cry. It's better for the nobles to suffer than for the common people to suffer. These people enjoy the blood and sweat of the people, so they should pay the corresponding price!"

"However, not everyone is dishonest. Truly intelligent people understand these things. Duke Xu Da of Wei, Duke Tang He of Xin, Duke Feng Sheng of Song, Marquis Mu Ying of Qianning, Marquis Geng Bingwen of Changxing, and Marquis Fu Youde of Yingchuan have never done anything out of line. These are the people who should be the source of our Great Ming's confidence!"

Zhu Bai nodded and went back to review the memorials.

These words had a profound impact on him.

At the north gate of Yingtian Prefecture, several people in disguise were quietly heading towards it.

Two women, leading their horses, were dazzled by the bustling surroundings.

"Is this the Zhucheng Yingtian of the Ming Dynasty? It's even more prosperous than our previous capital, Dadu!"

These two were Minmin Temur and Boyalunhaibie, who were sent to the man's side to take over the military command of Taima.

Minmin Timur said in a low voice.

"Indeed, this is the place. The Jiangnan region was extremely prosperous and was once a major tax-paying area for our Great Yuan Dynasty. It's just a pity that Zhu Yuanzhang and others seized this place, and with internal strife within our Great Yuan Dynasty, this Zhu family was able to usurp this position!"

Bo Yalun Hai nodded.

"Auntie, where should we go next?"

Minmin Timur smiled.

"Of course, we should start with Zhu Yuanzhang's sons. Although Zhu Yuanzhang had a great many sons, he only truly valued a few of them!"

"The Crown Prince Zhu Biao's wife, Lady Chang, has been dead for a long time. Now, Lady Lü is in charge of the Eastern Palace. Even if I were to enter the Eastern Palace, it would be difficult to make any moves. Therefore, I plan to settle for second best and try to sneak into the residence of Prince Qin, Zhu Shuang!"

Bo Yalunhai was somewhat shocked when he heard this.

"Prince Qin?"

"But I've heard that the King of Qin is tyrannical by nature. Won't it be dangerous for you to go to his residence?"

Minmin Timur smiled and shook his head.

"Don't worry, nothing will happen. I will contact the scouts. You have to trust your aunt's abilities!"

"What are your plans?"

After thinking for a moment, Boyalunhai said...

“When we came here before, my father repeatedly instructed us to kill the Crown Prince Zhu Xiong Ying. This man will be our greatest enemy, so I plan to go to his residence first to see if there is an opportunity. If there is, we will kill him!”

Minmin Timur nodded upon hearing this, and smiled as he stroked Haibie's forehead.

"You've really suffered so much at such a young age, but everything we've done is for the Great Yuan Dynasty, and I believe you'll understand!"

Bo Yalunhai nodded, and the aunt and niece parted ways.

Zhu Xiong Ying had just inspected his potato field and was extremely satisfied with the growth of the potatoes. He knew that he would be able to harvest a lot next year, which would not only solve the problem of food shortages caused by the frost disaster in the north, but also allow for large-scale cultivation.

"I knew you'd come here, you little monkey!"

(End of this chapter)