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

Chapter 818 How to Conquer the World
If Zhu Yuanzhang hadn't intervened in time, he would probably be dead by now.

"Zhang Sanfeng...I will definitely kill you!" Zhu Xiong Ying said through gritted teeth.

His heart was filled with hatred, and he vowed to take revenge.

However, he did not know that Zhang Sanfeng's appearance was only the beginning.

An even greater crisis awaited him...

The next day, when Zhu Xiong Ying woke up, she found herself sore all over and unable to move.

He was startled and quickly circulated his spiritual energy, only to find that the spiritual energy in his body had disappeared!

"What's going on?" Zhu Xiong Ying shouted in alarm.

He tried several times, but could not mobilize even a trace of spiritual energy.

Only then did he realize that his cultivation had vanished!
"No! This is impossible!" Zhu Xiong Ying cried out in despair.

He couldn't understand how his cultivation level could suddenly disappear.

Without cultivation, he is just an ordinary person. How can he conquer the world?
Just then, a eunuch rushed in in a panic.

"Your Majesty, something terrible has happened! A terrible thing has occurred!"

"What is it?" Zhu Xiong Ying asked weakly.

"The envoys from all countries... the envoys from all countries have rebelled!" the eunuch cried out in terror.

The eunuch, his voice shrill and frantic, stammered, "The envoys from various countries...they...they have jointly submitted a petition demanding...demanding Your Majesty's abdication!"

Zhu Xiong Ying suddenly sat up in bed, his face deathly pale. The news of losing all his cultivation had already terrified him, and now the envoys from various countries were pressuring him to abdicate—this was simply adding insult to injury!

"Outrageous!" Zhu Xiong Ying roared, but his roar aggravated his wound, causing him to wince in pain.

"Your Majesty, please calm down!" The eunuch was so frightened that he knelt down on the ground, trembling all over.

Zhu Xiong Ying took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down. He knew this wasn't the time to lose his temper. He had to figure out what was going on as soon as possible and then figure out a way to deal with it.

"Why...why did they force me to abdicate?" Zhu Xiong Ying asked, enduring the pain.

The eunuch stammered, "They...they said...that His Majesty is incompetent and tyrannical, unworthy...unworthy to be the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty..."

"Nonsense!" Zhu Xiong Ying roared. "How have I been a foolish and tyrannical ruler? What evidence do they have?"

"They...they say...that His Majesty condones the Crown Prince's oppression of the people and his exploitation of the local populace..."

"The Crown Prince?" Zhu Xiong Ying was taken aback for a moment, then realized that the "Crown Prince" the eunuch was referring to was Zhu Biao.

"Zhu Biao, he..." Zhu Xiong Ying was about to speak, but suddenly stopped.

He recalled Zhu Biao's previous arrogant and domineering behavior and couldn't help but feel a little suspicious.

Could it be... could it be that Zhu Biao really did something to betray the Ming Dynasty?
No, impossible! Zhu Biao is his son, he knows Zhu Biao's character, Zhu Biao would never do such a thing!
Someone must be framing Zhu Biao!
"Who is it? Who is framing the Crown Prince?" Zhu Xiong Ying asked sternly.

The eunuch trembled with fear and hurriedly said, "This servant...this servant did not know..."

"Useless!" Zhu Xiong Ying cursed angrily, "You can't even handle this small matter, what use are you?"

After saying that, he kicked the eunuch to the ground.

The eunuch lay prostrate on the ground, trembling, not daring to utter a sound.

Zhu Xiong Ying took a deep breath, suppressing his anger. He knew this wasn't the time to assign blame. He had to find a way to resolve the immediate crisis as quickly as possible.

"Go, summon all the ministers!" Zhu Xiong Ying ordered.

"Yes, Your Majesty!" The eunuch scrambled to his feet and ran out in a flurry.

Before long, all the civil and military officials gathered together.

Zhu Xiong Ying sat on the dragon throne, looking at everyone with a gloomy expression.

"My dear ministers, I'm sure you all already know," Zhu Xiong Ying said in a deep voice, "The envoys from various countries have jointly submitted a petition demanding that I abdicate."

The ministers exchanged glances, none daring to utter a sound. "I would like to know, what are your thoughts on this?" Zhu Xiong Ying continued to ask.

Minister of War Li Jinglong stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, I believe there is something fishy about this matter. Why would the envoys from various countries force Your Majesty to abdicate for no reason?"

“Yes, Your Majesty,” Minister of Revenue Shen Wansan also stepped forward, “I also find this matter somewhat strange.”

"Hmph!" Zhu Xiong Ying sneered. "Strange? I think you're all harboring ulterior motives!"

The ministers were so frightened that they knelt down and cried out for justice.

"Your Majesty is wise! We are utterly loyal to Your Majesty and have no disloyal intentions whatsoever!"

"Completely loyal?" Zhu Xiong Ying sneered. "If you are truly loyal, why don't you dare to speak frankly?"

The ministers looked at each other, none of them daring to speak.

They knew that Zhu Xiong Ying was in a bad mood, and if he said something wrong, he might get into trouble.

"Since none of you are speaking, then I will speak!" Zhu Xiong Ying roared. "I know you all think I'm old and incapable! You all want a different emperor!"

The ministers were so frightened that they trembled and immediately kowtowed, begging for mercy.

"Your Majesty, please calm your anger! We had absolutely no such intention!"

"Hmph!" Zhu Xiong Ying sneered. "Whether you have such intentions or not, I know it in my heart! You all wish I would die soon so that your new master can ascend the throne!"

"Your Majesty is innocent!" the ministers cried out.

"Injustice?" Zhu Xiong Ying sneered, "I think you're all tired of living!"

Having said that, he suddenly stood up, drew his sword from his waist, and pointed it at the assembled ministers.

"Guards! Drag these traitors out and execute them!"

"Your Majesty, spare us!" The ministers were terrified and begged for mercy repeatedly.

Just then, a voice suddenly rang out: "Father, wait!"

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw Zhu Biao walk in from outside the door.

Zhu Biao walked up to Zhu Xiong Ying, knelt down and said, "Father, I have something to say!"

Zhu Xiong Ying looked at Zhu Biao, a complex expression flashing in her eyes.

"Go on," Zhu Xiong Ying said in a deep voice.

“Father, I know you are angry right now, but I beg you, don’t act rashly!” Zhu Biao said. “I believe there must be something fishy about this. We should find out the truth first before making a decision.”

Zhu Xiong Ying looked at Zhu Biao and remained silent.

He knew that Zhu Biao was right.

He couldn't act impulsively; he had to calm down and find out the truth.

"Very well, I'll give you that much face," Zhu Xiong Ying said. "I'll give you three days; you must investigate this matter thoroughly for me!"

"Your subject obeys!" Zhu Biao kowtowed.

Zhu Xiong Ying waved his hand, signaling the ministers to step down.

The ministers felt as if they had been granted a pardon and quickly got up to leave.

Inside the main hall, only Zhu Xiong Ying and his son Zhu Biao remained.

“Biao’er,” Zhu Xiong Ying looked at Zhu Biao and said in a deep voice, “Tell me honestly, have you ever done anything to betray the Ming Dynasty?”

Zhu Biao raised his head, looked at Zhu Xiong Ying, and a hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes.

Then, he slowly began to speak: "Father, your son..."

(End of this chapter)