Great Ming: Reborn as Zhu Gaochi, I Refuse to Fight for the Throne and Avoid Disaster

Transmigrated into the Yongle era as the Prince of Han, Zhu Gaoxu, he starts in hell mode: the original owner's alleged plot to assassinate the emperor, hatched in collusion with the surviving loyalists of the Jingnan Campaign, has been pinned entirely on him. The fate recorded in the history books, where his own nephew roasted him alive in a bronze vat, now looms across three hundred years and sneers at this transmigrator.

Run? Zhu Di smashes a commander's token from the Five City Garrison into his hands and forces him to investigate Jianwen. The favored imperial grandson grips a golden token of royal authority and dives into the Embroidered Uniform Guard, waiting to catch him out. His third brother, the Prince of Zhao, lurks in the shadows, imagining all kinds of plots to seize the throne. The Prince of Han just wants to pack up and retire to Yunnan, but his father, a menace to his sons, dumps the mess of ruling in the emperor's absence right into his lap. His three-hundred-jin elder brother, the Crown Prince, is also waiting for someone to drag him up and make him do Hongda dance workouts to lose weight.

On one hand, he has to dodge the old regicide case, which could explode at any moment. On the other, he has to patch up the Yongle court's messes and fatten up the Crown Prince. He knows better than anyone how his predecessor, roasted into a clay-pot chicken, met his end. Keep his head down to stay alive, play dumb, then find a way to steer this battered ship of the Great Ming away from the deadly waters of the succession struggle. Let whoever wants the throne sit on it. Just don't roast me alive.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.