Prince Zhu Biao died.
Zhu Yuanzhang cried until his head turned gray all night long, all officials wore filial piety, and the world was peaceful.
Three days later, Zhu Biao was alive again.
No one knows what he saw in those three days - the Battle of Jingnan, the Incident of Tumubao, the eunuchs disrupting the government, Chongzhen hanging on the Meishan Mountain...
The kind and generous prince is dead.
The living one is a madman crawling back from hell.
The first thing he did when he woke up was to raid King Jin's granary at the border and cut off seventeen heads.
The second thing was to criticize Zhu Yuanzhang's "vassal system" as worthless in front of the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty.
The whole court was in an uproar.
Zhu Di was sharpening his sword in Peiping, and Zhu Fan was rebelling in Shanxi. The civil servants scolded him for being "unfilial and disloyal." Even his most respected teacher, Song Lian, cut ties with him.
Zhu Biao smiled and wiped the blood on his sword:
"Go ahead and scold me. What I want is not the good prince you call me."
"What I want is that two hundred years from now, there will still be people shouting 'Long Live' in the Ming Dynasty."
——He had a glimpse of the fate of the country for three hundred years, and he wanted to kill this dead game with his own hands.
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