Ming Dynasty Imperial Uncle: What? You Killed Them All!

After transmigrating to the second year of Hongwu, Ma Zhanji bound himself to a God-Tier Library and the Xuanyuan Sword. With nothing but modern medical skills at the border, he dragged Chang Yuchun back from death's door! On the day he returned to the capital, Empress Ma clutched him and wept: “Little brother! It's me, Xiuying, your own big sister!” Zhu Yuanzhang thumped his chest. “My wife's little brother is my little brother too. He can do whatever he likes in the Ming dynasty. I'll back him up!” They thought they had brought home a frail, bookish doctor. The Zhu family soon came to regret it: this uncle never waited for people to finish speaking before cutting them down! “Uncle, I have always been devoted to the Crown Prince...” Lu said. “What? You've already poisoned me to death?!” “Uncle, my former students are all over the land...” Hu Weiyong said. “What? You've cut down everyone in the Secretariat?!” “Old Uncle, my adopted sons were just being foolish...” Lan Yu said. “What? You've already buried them all?!” Old Zhu gaped. “Brother-in-law, the second and third are my own sons...” “What? You're hanging them at the Meridian Gate and whipping them?!” Zhu Yunwen wet himself in fear. “Grandpa, I don't want to be Crown Prince anymore. Let Brother Xiongying take the title. Uncle looks at me like I'm already dead!” The officials wailed and begged for mercy, but Empress Ma raised a bowl of ginseng soup and shouted, “What's all the fuss about? My brother's tired from killing. Chongba, get over here and sharpen your brother's sword!”