Zhu Gaoxu always felt that he was very brave. His father waited for his eldest brother to die before he dared to care about that position.
Even before his eldest brother died, he already dared to think about him, and he should have encouraged him even more.
But today he finally saw what true bravery is.
"Zhu Laosi, your eldest brother is dead, you took the throne from your nephew, and imprisoned your sister-in-law Lu, and now her whereabouts are unknown. You are still living in exile, and you have been living in poverty for many years!"
In the fifth year of Yongle, this man in white, followed by a middle-aged man with a weak expression, pointed at Zhu Di's nose and yelled curses in the Provincial Palace.
Hold the grass, Li Wenzhong, how are you still alive?
