I Am the Grandson of the Second Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, Earning 100 Million Taels at the Beginn

Chapter 71 My grandma is also your grandma.

"Ah~ ah ah~"

Outside the new mansion of Han King Zhu Gaoxu, heart-piercing screams resounded throughout the mansion.

With such a miserable cry, the servants and maids of Han Palace trembled, their faces full of fear.

Han Wang Zhu Gaoxu, who had just recovered his ears, looked at the execution platform in the distance with a livid face.

A cross was tied to the execution platform, and Huangfu, an official of the Han Palace, was naked and tied to it by a fishing net.

An old Jin Yiwei, holding a small knife and fishing net, scratched little by little.

When the other party's party first arrived, Zhu Gaoxu was still very angry, and he was about to chop off all those guys who dared to bully the door with a knife.

But after figuring out the reason, he chose to remain silent.

Zhu Gaoxu knew in his heart that Zhu Zhangui was waiting for him to do this.

As long as he takes action and ruins the reputation of his fellow clan for assassinating younger generations, he will be confirmed.

Similarly, if he chooses not to do anything, Zhu Zhangui will use this method to disgust him severely and stimulate him.

"Oh!"

A small door against the wall was kicked open, Zhao Wang Zhu Gaoxuan rushed over angrily, and punched Zhu Gaoxu in the stomach.

This punch was very heavy, Zhu Gaoxu clutched his stomach in pain, and didn't get up for a long time.

Zhu Gaosui punched him hard, closed the door angrily, drove away the guards and servants around him, grabbed Zhu Gaoxu's collar, and growled: "Why did you choose to do it at this time? You pig-headed!"

The more he talked, the more angry he became, and finally he punched Zhu Gaoxu again in anger.

"Grandma!"

Zhu Gaoxu, who was knocked down, was also angry. He rushed forward and knocked Zhu Gaosui down, and he was about to hit him with his fist.

"My grandma is also your grandma!"

But for some reason, the fist was raised, but it couldn't be punched.

"Humph!"

Zhu Gaosui pushed Zhu Gaoxu away, sat on the ground and looked at him, sulking.

Hearing the screams coming from outside the wall, Zhu Gaoxu was silent for a moment, and said: "If I say that I didn't do this, would you believe me?"

"Ha ha!"

Zhu Gaosui sneered and pointed to the door.

"Does it matter if I believe it or not now? What matters is that little bastard, if he doesn't believe it, he will put people at your door and kill him, just tell the old man clearly, and tell the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty that he suspects you did it."

"Am I so fucking stupid? Isn't it obvious to hand the knife to the old man by doing it at this time?"

Zhu Gaosui was silent for a moment, turned his head to stare at Zhu Gaoxu, and said seriously: "Second brother, tell me the truth, did you do this?"

Zhu Gaoxu flicked his sleeves angrily.

"Could it be that in your eyes, I'm really so stupid? If I really want to kill someone, wouldn't I kill the boss? Why kill this brat?"

"What good does it do for me to kill this brat? Regardless of success or failure, the old man is the one who suspects me, and the one who suffers later is me. I'm stupid to kill this brat."

Seeing Zhu Gaoxu's earnest words, Zhu Gaosui frowned.

"It's not you, who else could it be?"

Zhu Gaoxu snorted coldly.

"Ghost knows who the hell is? Anyway, killing this brat won't do me any good. Why should I kill him?"

"Wait, what did you just say?"

Zhu Gaoxuan frowned, and he grasped an important point in Zhu Gaoxu's words.

"I said why did I kill him?"

Zhu Gaosui shook his head, "It's not just this sentence, it's another sentence."

Zhu Gaoxu raised his eyebrows, as if he understood something.

"It's not good for me to kill him, but if this little brat is really dead, it's really good for a person."

"The position of grandson, Zhanji!"

The two were stunned for a moment, and said these six words neatly.

"hiss!"

Zhu Gaosui took a deep breath.

"Boss, these two little bastards are both ruthless masters! The boss has not yet become the emperor, and the two brothers have started to compete. I found that they are stronger than the two of us. This is a killer."

"Ha ha!"

Zhu Gaoxu, who had guessed the murderer, suddenly felt better. When he was in a better mood, the screams outside the door suddenly became more pleasant.

"Now what about the old man? The thing he didn't want to see happened, and it happened between his two most beloved grandsons. Thinking about his face knowing the cause and effect of the matter, I feel inexplicably happy. "

Zhu Gaoxuan gave Zhu Gaoxu a blank look when he heard the words.

"Don't get too excited, we're just guessing, maybe those guys are really trying to catch the brat and exchange it for Jianwen."

"Hahaha…"

Zhu Gaoxu laughed, stood up and patted Zhu Gaosui on the shoulder.

"Whatever his reason? As long as I think it is, it is."

Xuanwu Lake Manor.

The room where Zhu Zhangui was resting was violently pushed away, and Mrs. Zhang rushed in nervously, pulling Zhu Zhangui up and down to check.

"Where is the son injured? Let mother see."

"These damned killers must not be easily let go if they are caught, they dare to hurt my son."

Seeing his mother so nervous, Zhu Zhangui quickly comforted her.

"It's okay mother, I don't even have a scrape."

"Hey, where is the time to talk about this?"

Zhu Pangpang pulled Zhang away, and quickly said to Zhu Zhangui: "Stinky boy, no matter what the reason is, let your people stop immediately, otherwise there will be a catastrophe."

"Zhu, what do you mean?"

Before Zhu Zhangui said anything, Mrs. Zhang quit, stretched out her hand and pushed Zhu Pangpang and said angrily: "Your son has been assassinated, you not only ignore it, but also tell him to stop and stop the assassin. What are you worried about? Who do you think you are with?"

"Oh, now is not the time to talk about this. This matter cannot be investigated any further."

Zhu Pangpang jumped up anxiously and pointed at Mrs. Zhang.

"What do you know as a woman? How can you see how dangerous it is?"

"Why can't I see that the future grandson was assassinated, is there anything bigger than this?"

Seeing the old couple quarreling again, Zhu Zhangui reached out his hand to stop the quarrel between the two.

Reaching out his hand to let the serving maid go out first, Zhu Zhangui said to the angry Zhang Shi: "Mom, you may be too worried about me, and you didn't see this, the hidden risk."

Mrs. Zhang froze for a moment, then looked at Zhu Zhangui suspiciously.

"Son, is there really something else hidden here?"

Zhu Zhangui nodded and looked at Zhu Pangpang.

"Father, in fact, you don't have to worry. Grandpa doesn't know what you can think of."

Zhu Pangpang frowned.

"Since you already know the risks, why do you choose to hunt down the murderer?"

Zhu Zhangui smiled slightly, let the two sit down and said slowly: "Actually, I just figured it out. Grandpa sent someone to guide this matter, and I was just a bait."

"What! Did the old man do it again this time?"

Zhu Pang jumped up suddenly, staring at Zhu Zhangui.

He only thought of the risk that Zhu Zhangui's doing so would cause the outside world to suspect that the two brothers were at odds, but he didn't expect that this matter was another plan of the old man.

Why is this old man addicted to tricking people?Is it interesting once in a while?

Mrs. Zhang also slapped the table angrily.

"This old man, let Zhanji be a hostage some time ago, and let Zhangui be a bait today. This is really taking his grandson's life seriously. He does this every day. Is it interesting?"

Zhu Pangpang turned around several times with his hands behind his back, his mind was running quickly, and soon he had a general idea.

"You mean to say that your grandfather planned all this to completely eradicate Jianwen's remnants."

Zhu Zhangui nodded first, then shook his head.

"This is just one of them. The main purpose of the old man doing this is to guard against other possibilities."

　"I Hang Up in the World of Cultivating Immortals and Become Immortal" Introduction: Who said that cultivating immortals must be danced with the smell of chickens, and only ten years of hard work can achieve true results and ascend to immortality.

　　Chen Hao, who traveled through the world of cultivating immortals, started a different way of cultivating immortals by relying on the bug-like hang-up system for relatives.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)