Wedge----In the twenty-fifth year of Hongwu, the crown prince Zhu Biao died of illness. The Hongwu emperor Zhu Yuanzhang was extremely sad. He missed the prince dearly, so he appointed his son Zhu Yunwen as the grand grandson of the emperor. At this point, Zhu Yunwen became the well-known next emperor of the Ming Dynasty. In June of the first year of Jianwen, Emperor Jianwen Zhu Yunwen, who had just ascended the throne, discussed with his close ministers Huang Zicheng, Qi Tai and others about the matter of reducing the vassal state. Seeing that the situation of King Yan was in great difficulty, starting from King Yan's half-brother, King Zhou, among the more than ten vassal kings, except King Xiang who committed suicide, all the others were demoted to common people. However, how could the King of Yan sit still and wait for death? In July, the King of Yan took the "Jing Difficulty" as an excuse and raised his troops to go south. In June of the fourth year of Jianwen, Yingtian was conquered, and the army of King Yan entered the imperial city in a mighty manner. Four years later, on the streets of Shuntian Imperial City, a man in brocade clothes stood in front of the palace gate, slowly taking off the bamboo hat on his head. His black hair, tied up in a white jade crown, was as soft as silk and satin, even more so than in the dark night. His facial features were as clear as jade, his eyes were glancing lightly, and his smile was like a floating cloud. I suddenly felt that all the beautiful words about him were dwarfed by him, and even a kind of blasphemy. He put the bamboo hat back on his head, turned around and left indifferently, as if everything behind him had become a decoration. The white clothes were not dusty at all. They were obviously ordinary coarse linen clothes, but he brought out a bit of fairy spirit that was far from the hustle and bustle of the world. The vendors on the street couldn't help but look at it a few more times, secretly wondering which young master this was and why they had never seen it before. There was singing and dancing in the palace, and Zhu Di, who was sitting in a high position, stared quietly at the man in black kneeling in front of the palace. After a long time, he waved his hand. The man in black bowed and quietly retreated...