Daming: No One Knows More About Rebellion Than My Grandson

Thirty-one years of Hongwu. Zhu Yuanzhang, who was seventy-one years old, was sitting on the throne, looking as if he was withered. Thirty years as emperor had exhausted all his energy. Looking back on the rest of my life, whether it was rectifying corruption or seizing Beiyuan. He can proudly tell everyone that he is a good emperor. At this moment, a military report suddenly came. Zhu Xiongying, the king of Yu who was demoted to Peking a few years ago, suddenly raised the flag to rebel. At that time, there were many clouds in the world, but in just two months, the troops had already reached the natural danger of the Yangtze River, and the troops were pointed directly at the sky. Zhu Yuanzhang was excited. He rose from the throne as if he had come to life again. "Our good grandson, if he stays in Peiping all his life, we will look down on him." "Xu Da, Lan Yu, Tang He, why don't you quickly gather the army and go out with us?" "We want to see today how capable our royal grandson is." This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.