"Come here, thoroughly investigate this matter for me. Make sure to find out the mastermind behind this and punish him severely!"
"Follow the Holy Order!"
Chu Ze came to his senses at this moment and quickly knelt down to pay his respects.
"Thank you for your grace! Your Majesty is very perceptive and I am grateful to you!"
Zhu Yuanzhang waved his hand, motioning him to stand up.
"My dear, you have been through so much trouble. How about this? You go back to your residence and rest for a few days. I will issue an order to send more people to protect you."
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Chu Ze bowed and accepted the order.
After leaving the palace, Chu Ze couldn't calm down for a long time.
The abnormal behavior of Crown Prince Zhu Biao and the origin of Muhammad all seemed incredible to him.
There must be some hidden story behind this, which is worth pondering.
At this moment, the driver came with a report: "Your Majesty, Muhammad has committed suicide in prison!"
"What?!" Chu Ze was shocked.
"I checked the body. He committed suicide by taking poison." The driver added, "Before he died, he was still mumbling something like 'traitors in the court', 'just waiting for the east wind', 'Chu Ze', 'Hongwu' and so on."
Chu Ze listened and seemed to be thinking about something.
It seems that this Muhammad must have had close ties with important officials in the court during his lifetime.
If the mastermind behind this cannot be found, I am afraid that the implementation of this new policy will still face many obstacles.
"Someone, come back home immediately. I want to get to the bottom of this matter myself!" Chu Ze said in a deep voice.
Just then, a palace maid came running in panic and knelt on the ground.
"Your servant pays homage to Your Majesty! Your Majesty, help me!"
"Why are you so scared?" Chu Ze asked with a frown.
"Your Majesty, there is a fire in the palace! The fire is so big that it is about to burn to the Yangxin Palace!"
"What?!" Chu Ze, Zhao Si and others were all shocked.
You know, the Yangxin Palace is where the emperor lives. If it is burned down, it would be a serious crime of treason!
"Come on, follow me into the palace to put out the fire!" Chu Ze made a prompt decision.
In the blink of an eye, a group of people rushed into the palace carrying buckets of water.
Inside the palace walls, there was smoke everywhere, and thick, choking smoke was everywhere.
"Ahem. The smoke is too thick, isn't it? Logically speaking, the buildings in the Forbidden City shouldn't have burned like this!" Chu Ze analyzed while putting out the fire.
"Your Majesty, I think there's something fishy about this fire!" Zhao Si said in a deep voice, "Look at these flames, they're spreading too fast."
Chu Ze pondered for a moment, and suddenly an idea came to his mind: "That's right! Could it be that someone deliberately set the fire and wanted to frame me?"
"Splash!" At this moment, a stream of water poured down from above his head.
I saw Crown Prince Zhu Biao and a group of palace servants carrying buckets of water and pouring water towards the Yangxin Palace!
"Your Highness the Crown Prince?!" Chu Ze was shocked.
Zhu Biao was also stunned when he saw Chu Ze. Then he rushed forward and saluted respectfully:
"Your Majesty is here. Your Majesty, I am sorry for not coming to greet you in person. But now there is a change in the palace. Please help your Majesty!"
Although Chu Ze was puzzled, he did not care much and nodded immediately in agreement: "Thank you, Your Highness. Let's put out the fire together!"
In this way, a group of people worked together to surround the fire from all sides, pouring water on it and covering it up.
Finally, in the midst of chaos, the fire was gradually put out.
"Huh, at least nothing serious happened." Chu Ze wiped his sweat and breathed a sigh of relief.
Zhu Biao also smiled and said: "Thanks to the timely arrival of the uncle, otherwise, I don't know what this palace would have become."
Chu Ze felt mixed emotions and was about to speak when a young eunuch came running over in a panic:
"Your Highness, the Emperor has woken up."
"What? His Majesty is awake?!" Everyone was overjoyed.
It turned out that Zhu Yuanzhang had been in a coma for some time, and all the ministers thought that the emperor was seriously ill. Who knew that he suddenly woke up today? Isn't this great news?
Chu Ze and Zhu Biao looked at each other, and without saying a word, they ran towards the emperor's bedroom together.
Inside the bedroom, Zhu Yuanzhang had already sat up with the help of the imperial physician.
"Your Majesty, all is well!" Everyone knelt down to greet him.
"Everyone stand up." Zhu Yuanzhang waved his hand weakly.
He looked around and saw Chu Ze and Zhu Biao standing side by side, and he couldn't help but smile with relief.
"My dear minister and my son are both here, how great."
As he spoke, Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly started coughing and fell asleep again.
The imperial physician hurried forward to feel the patient's pulse, but found that it was disordered, a sign of death.
"I'm afraid that the emperor may not have much time left." He said sadly.
Civil and military officials knelt down to plead guilty and pray for the emperor's health.
Zhu Biao burst into tears and held the unconscious Zhu Yuanzhang, refusing to let go.
Only Chu Ze stood there silently with a complicated expression.
"General Chu." An elderly voice suddenly sounded.
Chu Ze turned around and saw Grand Tutor Liu Ji walking towards him slowly with a serious look on his face.
"What advice do you have, Grand Master?" Chu Ze bowed quickly.
Liu Ji sighed and said quietly:
"If your majesty had not been born, the world would have been dark forever. Now that the wise ruler is about to pass away, this prosperous era is in danger."
As he spoke, he stared at Chu Ze with a sharp gaze:
"The general is a genius of his generation, and possesses the wisdom of the future. Now that His Majesty has passed away, the situation in the court is unpredictable, so the general must be extra careful."
Chu Ze's heart trembled. Just as he was about to speak, he heard a noise coming from outside the hall.
"Your Majesty, Holy Might!"
"Your Majesty, eternity!"
"His Majesty has passed away—!"
All the officials had received the news one after another and knelt on the ground crying.
Upon hearing this, Zhu Biao also burst into tears.
"Father! I am an unfilial son."
He cried loudly and cried until he was hoarse.
Chu Ze remained silent, but his eyes were always fixed on Zhu Yuanzhang lying on the dragon bed.
The death of the emperor shocked the whole world.
And this once high-spirited time traveler has fallen into unprecedented confusion.
Where is the future? Who can take on this responsibility and continue to promote the pace of change?
Chu Ze had a lot of thoughts in his mind, and in a trance he seemed to have realized something.
Beijing, Taimiao Square.
There was a sound of mourning music coming from afar, heavy and sad.
Countless officials dressed in white mourning clothes knelt on the ground in tears, wailing for the passing of the late emperor.
In the vast sea of white people, only Chu Ze was standing there with a solemn expression.
He felt mixed emotions and was filled with deep emotion.
When the late emperor was in power, he showed great appreciation and trust in him.
It was with the support of the late emperor that he was able to make great achievements in Fengyang and promote reform.
Now that the wise ruler has passed away, this prosperous era is in danger.
As a new comer to a foreign land, what should he do?
Just as Chu Ze was lost in thought, an eunuch trotted over and whispered something in his ear.
Chu Ze was shocked when he heard this, and his eyes instantly became sharp.
He strode through the crowd and headed straight for the East Palace.
East Palace, Chuxiu Palace.
Crown Prince Zhu Biao was pacing in the hall, looking anxious.
The palace door was pushed open roughly, and Chu Ze rushed in with a murderous aura.
"Your Highness, is it true? His Majesty's will actually passed the throne to you?!"
Zhu Biao's expression froze and he straightened his back.
"That's right. My father has passed away, and I should inherit the throne. This is natural and right. What's wrong with it?"
Chu Ze sneered, took out a scroll of imperial edict from his sleeve, and opened it in front of Zhu Biao:
"Your Highness, have you forgotten that the late emperor once left a will saying that the Crown Prince is still young and it is difficult to tell loyalty from treachery. The Ming Dynasty still needs to choose a virtuous person to rule the country."
"General Chu, what do you mean?!" Zhu Biao's face changed suddenly.
Chu Ze's eyes were like torches, and he spoke word by word:
"I am only speaking the truth. The current situation is turbulent, with treacherous people in power and northern barbarians invading. Although His Royal Highness is the eldest son, I am afraid that he is not as talented and prestigious as other princes."
"You! How dare you question me!" Zhu Biao was so angry that he was shaking all over. He pointed at Chu Ze and said, "Come here, capture this lunatic!"
Before he finished speaking, a group of palace servants rushed into the palace.
The leader was the eunuch who had just delivered the message to Chu Ze. (End of this chapter)
"Follow the Holy Order!"
Chu Ze came to his senses at this moment and quickly knelt down to pay his respects.
"Thank you for your grace! Your Majesty is very perceptive and I am grateful to you!"
Zhu Yuanzhang waved his hand, motioning him to stand up.
"My dear, you have been through so much trouble. How about this? You go back to your residence and rest for a few days. I will issue an order to send more people to protect you."
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Chu Ze bowed and accepted the order.
After leaving the palace, Chu Ze couldn't calm down for a long time.
The abnormal behavior of Crown Prince Zhu Biao and the origin of Muhammad all seemed incredible to him.
There must be some hidden story behind this, which is worth pondering.
At this moment, the driver came with a report: "Your Majesty, Muhammad has committed suicide in prison!"
"What?!" Chu Ze was shocked.
"I checked the body. He committed suicide by taking poison." The driver added, "Before he died, he was still mumbling something like 'traitors in the court', 'just waiting for the east wind', 'Chu Ze', 'Hongwu' and so on."
Chu Ze listened and seemed to be thinking about something.
It seems that this Muhammad must have had close ties with important officials in the court during his lifetime.
If the mastermind behind this cannot be found, I am afraid that the implementation of this new policy will still face many obstacles.
"Someone, come back home immediately. I want to get to the bottom of this matter myself!" Chu Ze said in a deep voice.
Just then, a palace maid came running in panic and knelt on the ground.
"Your servant pays homage to Your Majesty! Your Majesty, help me!"
"Why are you so scared?" Chu Ze asked with a frown.
"Your Majesty, there is a fire in the palace! The fire is so big that it is about to burn to the Yangxin Palace!"
"What?!" Chu Ze, Zhao Si and others were all shocked.
You know, the Yangxin Palace is where the emperor lives. If it is burned down, it would be a serious crime of treason!
"Come on, follow me into the palace to put out the fire!" Chu Ze made a prompt decision.
In the blink of an eye, a group of people rushed into the palace carrying buckets of water.
Inside the palace walls, there was smoke everywhere, and thick, choking smoke was everywhere.
"Ahem. The smoke is too thick, isn't it? Logically speaking, the buildings in the Forbidden City shouldn't have burned like this!" Chu Ze analyzed while putting out the fire.
"Your Majesty, I think there's something fishy about this fire!" Zhao Si said in a deep voice, "Look at these flames, they're spreading too fast."
Chu Ze pondered for a moment, and suddenly an idea came to his mind: "That's right! Could it be that someone deliberately set the fire and wanted to frame me?"
"Splash!" At this moment, a stream of water poured down from above his head.
I saw Crown Prince Zhu Biao and a group of palace servants carrying buckets of water and pouring water towards the Yangxin Palace!
"Your Highness the Crown Prince?!" Chu Ze was shocked.
Zhu Biao was also stunned when he saw Chu Ze. Then he rushed forward and saluted respectfully:
"Your Majesty is here. Your Majesty, I am sorry for not coming to greet you in person. But now there is a change in the palace. Please help your Majesty!"
Although Chu Ze was puzzled, he did not care much and nodded immediately in agreement: "Thank you, Your Highness. Let's put out the fire together!"
In this way, a group of people worked together to surround the fire from all sides, pouring water on it and covering it up.
Finally, in the midst of chaos, the fire was gradually put out.
"Huh, at least nothing serious happened." Chu Ze wiped his sweat and breathed a sigh of relief.
Zhu Biao also smiled and said: "Thanks to the timely arrival of the uncle, otherwise, I don't know what this palace would have become."
Chu Ze felt mixed emotions and was about to speak when a young eunuch came running over in a panic:
"Your Highness, the Emperor has woken up."
"What? His Majesty is awake?!" Everyone was overjoyed.
It turned out that Zhu Yuanzhang had been in a coma for some time, and all the ministers thought that the emperor was seriously ill. Who knew that he suddenly woke up today? Isn't this great news?
Chu Ze and Zhu Biao looked at each other, and without saying a word, they ran towards the emperor's bedroom together.
Inside the bedroom, Zhu Yuanzhang had already sat up with the help of the imperial physician.
"Your Majesty, all is well!" Everyone knelt down to greet him.
"Everyone stand up." Zhu Yuanzhang waved his hand weakly.
He looked around and saw Chu Ze and Zhu Biao standing side by side, and he couldn't help but smile with relief.
"My dear minister and my son are both here, how great."
As he spoke, Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly started coughing and fell asleep again.
The imperial physician hurried forward to feel the patient's pulse, but found that it was disordered, a sign of death.
"I'm afraid that the emperor may not have much time left." He said sadly.
Civil and military officials knelt down to plead guilty and pray for the emperor's health.
Zhu Biao burst into tears and held the unconscious Zhu Yuanzhang, refusing to let go.
Only Chu Ze stood there silently with a complicated expression.
"General Chu." An elderly voice suddenly sounded.
Chu Ze turned around and saw Grand Tutor Liu Ji walking towards him slowly with a serious look on his face.
"What advice do you have, Grand Master?" Chu Ze bowed quickly.
Liu Ji sighed and said quietly:
"If your majesty had not been born, the world would have been dark forever. Now that the wise ruler is about to pass away, this prosperous era is in danger."
As he spoke, he stared at Chu Ze with a sharp gaze:
"The general is a genius of his generation, and possesses the wisdom of the future. Now that His Majesty has passed away, the situation in the court is unpredictable, so the general must be extra careful."
Chu Ze's heart trembled. Just as he was about to speak, he heard a noise coming from outside the hall.
"Your Majesty, Holy Might!"
"Your Majesty, eternity!"
"His Majesty has passed away—!"
All the officials had received the news one after another and knelt on the ground crying.
Upon hearing this, Zhu Biao also burst into tears.
"Father! I am an unfilial son."
He cried loudly and cried until he was hoarse.
Chu Ze remained silent, but his eyes were always fixed on Zhu Yuanzhang lying on the dragon bed.
The death of the emperor shocked the whole world.
And this once high-spirited time traveler has fallen into unprecedented confusion.
Where is the future? Who can take on this responsibility and continue to promote the pace of change?
Chu Ze had a lot of thoughts in his mind, and in a trance he seemed to have realized something.
Beijing, Taimiao Square.
There was a sound of mourning music coming from afar, heavy and sad.
Countless officials dressed in white mourning clothes knelt on the ground in tears, wailing for the passing of the late emperor.
In the vast sea of white people, only Chu Ze was standing there with a solemn expression.
He felt mixed emotions and was filled with deep emotion.
When the late emperor was in power, he showed great appreciation and trust in him.
It was with the support of the late emperor that he was able to make great achievements in Fengyang and promote reform.
Now that the wise ruler has passed away, this prosperous era is in danger.
As a new comer to a foreign land, what should he do?
Just as Chu Ze was lost in thought, an eunuch trotted over and whispered something in his ear.
Chu Ze was shocked when he heard this, and his eyes instantly became sharp.
He strode through the crowd and headed straight for the East Palace.
East Palace, Chuxiu Palace.
Crown Prince Zhu Biao was pacing in the hall, looking anxious.
The palace door was pushed open roughly, and Chu Ze rushed in with a murderous aura.
"Your Highness, is it true? His Majesty's will actually passed the throne to you?!"
Zhu Biao's expression froze and he straightened his back.
"That's right. My father has passed away, and I should inherit the throne. This is natural and right. What's wrong with it?"
Chu Ze sneered, took out a scroll of imperial edict from his sleeve, and opened it in front of Zhu Biao:
"Your Highness, have you forgotten that the late emperor once left a will saying that the Crown Prince is still young and it is difficult to tell loyalty from treachery. The Ming Dynasty still needs to choose a virtuous person to rule the country."
"General Chu, what do you mean?!" Zhu Biao's face changed suddenly.
Chu Ze's eyes were like torches, and he spoke word by word:
"I am only speaking the truth. The current situation is turbulent, with treacherous people in power and northern barbarians invading. Although His Royal Highness is the eldest son, I am afraid that he is not as talented and prestigious as other princes."
"You! How dare you question me!" Zhu Biao was so angry that he was shaking all over. He pointed at Chu Ze and said, "Come here, capture this lunatic!"
Before he finished speaking, a group of palace servants rushed into the palace.
The leader was the eunuch who had just delivered the message to Chu Ze. (End of this chapter)
