Daqin: Bear children tell stories, emperors beg to shut up

Everyone 403 has a son, but why is the gap so big?

When Li Shimin thought of his three stupid pig-like sons, he had a headache.

Why didn't Zhu Yuanzhang have such an idea?

When he saw Ying Chang'an for the first time, he concluded that the future of this son was simply immeasurable.

Perhaps even the sky is not his limit!

And look at your own grandson?

Although Zhai has a kind heart, he always lacks a little spirituality.

On the other hand, win Chang'an.

This kid's spirituality is like a sea of ​​stars.

Just as the five emperors were thinking.

Ying Chang'an's immature and pleasant voice floated in front of the bonfire again.

"The new emperor recruited three great talents with only one purpose, that is to eliminate the Tibetans."

"Yes. How can others sleep soundly on the side of the couch?"

"The new emperor cannot allow nine uncles who are stronger and more prestigious than him in the empire."

"That means that if there is any trouble, his uncles will have an excuse to enter the capital to replace him."

"In this way, under the three clever plans, the reduction of the Tibetans officially began."

"The bloody killing that the old emperor least wanted to see has finally come to an end."

"His most beloved sons, the new emperor's most respected uncles, will leave this world in a cruel and inhuman way."

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157 The story of grandson killing his son made Zhu Yuanzhang tearful, please don't tell me! (2/4, please subscribe!)

"Leave this world in the most inhumane way."

"Clap!"

Zhu Yuanzhang's heart tightened suddenly, as if a pair of big hands were clenched tightly, making him unable to breathe, and the wine bottle fell to the ground.

His eyes widened, his pupils trembled slightly, and he looked at Ying Chang'an calmly, for fear of missing a word.

Ying Chang'an's childish voice sounded again.

There was sadness and regret in that voice.

"Just one month after the new emperor ascended the throne, he began to show his butcher's knife."

"His fifth uncle, King Zhou, was the first prince to be destroyed."

"On that day, the Duke of Zhou's mansion wailed continuously, and the chickens flew like dogs."

"The new emperor sent people to bring Zhou Wang's family, old and young, to the capital."

"The wives and children of Zhou Wang's mansion, some of them could not bear the humiliation and died on the road, and some of them had mental breakdowns and went crazy."

"After arriving in the capital, the huge Zhou Palace has gradually withered, and there are only a few people left."

"And the emperor's uncle, King Zhou, was dispatched to the ends of the earth and never returned."

"Since then, no one has heard from King Zhou again."

"No one knows whether he has arrived at the place where he was distributed. Or, this high-ranking prince has already passed away during the journey."

"But the tragedy of King Zhou is just the beginning."

"Compared to the tragedy that he couldn't bear to look at later, his end has been much better."

The night is getting deeper.

As the bonfire swayed, Zhu Yuanzhang's old face with ravines and ravines was glowing with fiery red light.

That old face was full of unbearable shock and suffering.

Especially the sentence "The tragedy of King Zhou is just the beginning" in Ying Chang'an completely broke Zhu Yuanzhang's defense.

"Is this just the beginning? Our son's family is ruined. Is there anything worse than this?"

Zhu Yuanzhang roared suddenly, like an angry lion, his majesty cannot be violated.

Ying Zheng, Wu Meiniang, and Li Shimin all looked at him calmly, tolerating this frail old man, releasing the pain and sadness in their hearts.

"Hey, Emperor Ming, calm down, things haven't happened yet, you're still here, there's still time for everything."

Zhao Kuangyin, who was closest to Zhu Yuanzhang, patted Zhu Yuanzhang on the back lightly.

A flash of inspiration suddenly appeared in Zhu Yuanzhang's mind.

Yup!

Things haven't happened yet!

We are still alive.

In other words, we still have time to prevent this tragedy.

But only after hearing all the stories about Ying Changan, he knew how to stop it.

"Little baby, tell me quickly, what's going on next?"

Thinking of this, Zhu Yuanzhang urged impatiently.

Ying Zheng and the others also set their eyes on Ying Chang'an and continued to listen quietly.

"In December of the same year, the thirteen descendants of the old emperor were also arrested by the new emperor on the charge of treason, demoted to common people, and distributed to the frontiers."

"Without any accident, the acting king also committed suicide on the way to distribution."

"Same month."

"The new emperor ordered again, in the name of disrupting the economy, to arrest and bring his twelfth uncle, King Xiang to justice.""

"But the accident happened after all."

"King Xiang is indeed the son of the old emperor, with an unyielding will of iron and blood flowing in his body."

"When the palace was heavily surrounded, he summoned all the 120 people in the palace."

"In the end, he set himself on fire and died."

"There are 120 people in the palace, all of them committed suicide, and none survived."

"The king of Xiang, who is only 27 years old, is unprecedented."

"He ended his life in the most tragic way, and announced to the world that, as the son of the former emperor, he had the backbone and courage to die generously."

Speaking of here.

Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't take it anymore.

He held his head in his hands, tearing up and down, allowing the tears to drip down the long desk in front of him along the wrinkles on his face.

"Bada~bata~"

One drop, two drops.

The surroundings were silent.

Only the gurgling water and the sound of bonfires burning.

A solemn atmosphere emerged spontaneously.

Ying Zheng's eyes were deep, and he looked at Zhu Yuanzhang who was crying bitterly, feeling a little unbearable in his heart.

"If after I die, my children will end up like this, maybe it will be more unbearable than him?"

He secretly sighed in his heart.

The same idea kept popping up in the minds of Li Shimin and Zhao Kuangyin.

They are also in their thirties.

They also have children of their own.

As a father, who doesn't want his children to grow up healthily and make them happy and healthy for a lifetime.

Even if I suffer more and suffer more, as long as it can make my children live well, they are worth it.

Especially Zhu Yuanzhang.

He is just a poor peasant.

The most desired thing in life is family love.

He gave all his love to his children and future generations.

It was a strong and passionate fatherly love.

But the story of winning Chang'an cruelly shattered the only goodness left in his heart.

Can be imagined.

How bad is Zhu Yuanzhang's mood at the moment.

Ying Chang'an didn't seem to care about these things.

A growing bonfire.Jumping back and forth in his big black eyes.

"Just like that, one after another, the sons of the old emperor, the vassal kings in the world, almost all ended in the most tragic ending."

"The young new emperor thought that as long as he moved fast enough, he thought that most of the problems could be solved with a stormy attack."

"As it turns out, it does."

"The former vassal kings fell one by one, and the mountains that weighed on his heart also collapsed one by one."

"But most of the problems, not all of the problems."

"finally."

"The young emperor has met his greatest opponent in life, and he is also the one who pushed this battle for succession to its peak."

"This man is the old emperor's fourth son, King Yan."

what! ?

Zhu Yuanzhang stood up abruptly, his pupils shaking violently.

his heart.

I was so shocked that I couldn't add it...

"King Yan? Fourth child?"

He muttered to himself, repeating the name over and over again, and the image of Zhu Di appeared in his mind.

That son who has always been mischievous since he was a child.

Every time there is a catastrophe.

This naughty son will hide behind his elder brother Zhu Biao to avoid being punished by the old man Zhu Yuanzhang.

He was also one of Zhu Yuanzhang's favorite sons.

"I didn't say that, it was your own association."

Zhu Yuanzhang's fierce reaction startled the little cute baby Ying Chang'an.

He waved his hands again and again, for fear of causing these troubles again.

Ying Chang'an just wants to be a salted fish prince.

What I like most is laziness, and what I fear most is trouble.

"..."

Empress Wu Meiniang was a little dumbfounded by Ying Chang'an's delicate actions.