Ming Dynasty: Dressed as Zhu Gaoxu, I Refuse to Take Away My Direct Descendants to Avoid Disaster

Zhu Gaoxu, the king of Han Dynasty who traveled to the Yongle Dynasty, started in hell mode - the original owner colluded with Jingnan's orphans to plan the assassination. The ending in the history books, where he was roasted in a copper vat by his nephew, was sneering at the time traveler after three hundred years. Run? Zhu Di smashed the badges of the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses Division to force him to track down Jianwen. The good sage grandson held the gold medal of King's Order and rushed into the Jinyiwei to wait for clues. The third brother of King Zhao was squatting in the dark and frantically trying to figure out the plot to seize the direct descendant. The prince of Han just wanted to pack up and go to Yunnan to work as a salted fish, but his father, a thief and a thief, stuffed the prison country's mess into his arms. The eldest brother, who weighed three hundred pounds, was still waiting to be dragged up to do the plowing and lose weight. While avoiding the old debt of regicide that could explode at any time, he was filling holes in Yongle Chao and feeding the fat man. How did the predecessor who was burned to a crockpot by the fire die? Now this man knows better than anyone else - he surrendered to save his life, pretended to be stupid, and then found a way to divert this broken Ming Dynasty ship out of the dead river where he was the heir. Whoever wants to sit on the throne can sit on the throne, just don't turn me into a barbecue. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.