Chapter 691

Gu Santong found that he could no longer understand Zhu Wushi.

The Zhu Wushi of the past, although a Prince, had thoughts that were easy to guess.

Now, his thoughts were even harder to fathom.

"Never mind, I'll go find Cheng Shifei first and verify whether he is truly my son."

Since he was released by Zhu Wushi personally, he naturally would not return to the Celestial Prison.

Returning to the Dragon Guard Villa.

Zhu Wushi began to ponder: "To ascend the throne and become Emperor, two things are needed: legitimacy and an army. Now that I have the endorsement of the ancestors, my legitimacy is secured. As for the army, relying solely on threatening those people is definitely not enough; I must also build a Dragon Guard Army."

"With the Nine Great Divine Curses, plus the management of the Dragon Guard Villa over these years, it is enough to cultivate ten thousand elites."

"Coupled with my strength, the matter of ascending the throne and becoming Emperor is a sure thing."

Thinking of this, Zhu Wushi felt extremely invigorated.

The throne was right before his eyes, something he had craved for many years; how could he not be excited?

"However, there is one more thing to handle well. The cooperation with the Eastern Islands must end." Zhu Wushi's gaze turned cold, "As the Emperor of the Great Ming, having unclear relations with the Eastern Islands is definitely not acceptable."

Thinking this, Zhu Wushi's figure had already disappeared from the Dragon Guard Villa.

A moment later, in a hidden manor, Yagyu Tajima-no-Kami was practicing his martial arts; one could see the blade light shining, killing intent exposed, as he sliced many drifting flower petals into fragments.

"Good blade technique!"

Suddenly, clapping sounded.

Yagyu Tajima-no-Kami was startled, and looking back, he saw Zhu Wushi standing not far away.

"How does the Marquis have time to come to Yagyu's manor!"

Zhu Wushi smiled: "I have come to borrow something from Sect Master Yagyu!"

"Borrow something?" Yagyu Tajima-no-Kami was somewhat puzzled, "I don't know what the Marquis wants; as long as Yagyu has it, I will definitely not refuse."

"You certainly have it!" Zhu Wushi chuckled, and with a wave of his hand, Yagyu Tajima-no-Kami felt a great force strike him, his figure like catkins in the wind, flying toward Zhu Wushi, "That is the head on your shoulders!"

Yagyu Tajima-no-Kami felt a chill in his heart, unable to exert even a bit of true qi; while in mid-air, he did not want to sit and wait for death, so he struggled to swing his long blade to slash at Zhu Wushi.

Crack!

"Hmph!" Zhu Wushi sneered, and with a light flick of his finger, Yagyu Tajima-no-Kami's long blade instantly turned into fragments.

The next moment, Zhu Wushi's palm grabbed Yagyu Tajima-no-Kami's neck, and with a light twist, crack, this Eastern Island blade master met his end.

After doing this, Zhu Wushi turned and left.

Boom!

The next moment, an illusory palm print appeared above the Yagyu family's residence, crushing it into a ruin.

"Yagyu Piaoxu is not here, otherwise I could have captured her to offer to the Dao Lord." Zhu Wushi stood above the sky, looking down, "However, there are benefits to her not being here. The Eastern Islanders of this period are not as simple as those in the chat group; offering them up might not be a good thing."

"However, Yunluo and Haitang can be sent to the Dao Lord. The Dao Lord has vast magical powers; as long as he leaks a little bit through his fingers, it will be enough for my Great Ming to soar."

Having dealt with the hidden dangers, Zhu Wushi then began to build his own Dragon Guard Army.

On the other side.

Gu Santong tidied up his appearance, washed up properly, and then began to search for his son.

Cheng Shifei was very famous among the small hoodlums in the capital; Gu Santong only had to find a few street thugs to quickly get news of Cheng Shifei, and he found him in a chaotic casino.

"So alike!"

Gu Santong looked at Cheng Shifei, as if seeing his younger self, "These eyebrows, this temperament, besides being my son, whose son could it be!"

Experts like Gu Santong had super-sensitive intuition.

The moment he saw Cheng Shifei, he was almost certain that this was his son.

"Uncle?" Cheng Shifei curled into a ball, shivering, "You say I'm your son? What a joke, I'm an orphan."

"No, you are indeed my son." Gu Santong grabbed Cheng Shifei's shoulder and looked at him carefully again, the more he looked, the more affectionate he felt, "Good boy, come with me, I will teach you peerless Wu Gong!"

Carrying Cheng Shifei, he walked as if flying, and a moment later found a quiet place.

Three days later.

"Are you really my father?"

"My mother is also here, just hasn't come home yet?"

After three days, Cheng Shifei finally accepted his parentage.

"That's right. Let's go, let's go find Zhu Tie-dan; didn't he say he would return your mother? Why is there no movement yet."

Cheng Shifei's expression was a bit bad: "Dad, Mom is at someone else's manor; you wouldn't have been cuckolded, would you?"

Hearing this, Gu Santong immediately flared up.

"You little brat, what are you saying!"

Carrying Cheng Shifei, he arrived at the Dragon Guard Villa.

"The two of you, please follow me; the Prince has been waiting for a long time."

Gu Santong was surprised: "Zhu Tie-dan knew we were coming?"

"Yes." The servant led the way below, not daring to say more.

A moment later.

Gu Santong and Cheng Shifei arrived in an elegantly decorated living room.

In the living room, besides the imposing Zhu Wushi, there was also a gentle and dignified woman.

"Suxin!"

"Husband!"

Cheng Shifei stood blankly in place.

"This is my mother, she's so young!"

Zhu Wushi walked over and said: "Of course she's young; your mother has been asleep for almost twenty years."

He looked at Gu Santong and Suxin, who were staring at each other.

"Brother Gu, I have already kept my promise to return Suxin to you; you may go." Zhu Wushi waved his hand, "Otherwise, if I change my mind, you won't be able to leave."

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Gu Santong looked at Zhu Wushi in surprise and asked in confusion: "Why have you changed so much that I can't even believe you are Zhu Tie-dan anymore."

Zhu Wushi sneered: "Do you think you know me very well?"

He turned and left, heading straight for the Imperial Palace.

And the Dragon Guard Army also acted at the same time, occupying key locations throughout the capital.

In an instant, the capital fell.

"Imperial Uncle, what is the meaning of this?"

Zhu Houzhao was forced to retreat to a corner of the Imperial Palace, his expression somewhat ugly.

Cao Zhengchun followed closely, his expression guarded.

Zhu Wushi said proudly: "Your Majesty, after you ascended the throne, you were content with pleasure; the Great Ming Founding Emperor is quite dissatisfied and has already passed the throne to me!"

"Nonsense!"

"The Great Ming Founding Emperor has been dead for over a hundred years; how could he pass the throne to you? Zhu Wushi, your ambition is like a wolf's, your heart deserves to be punished!"

Many ministers glared and shouted curses.

The Great Ming did not lack corrupt officials, nor did it lack upright ones.

At this moment, all officials loyal to the Great Ming began to state their positions.

Zhu Wushi sneered, and with a wave of his hand, a team of soldiers brought over a desk.

On the desk, fruits and an incense burner were offered.

Zhu Wushi stepped forward, lit a stick of incense, inserted it into the burner, and then bowed to the sky, performing the act very thoroughly.

"Great Ming descendant Zhu Wushi, respectfully requests the Founding Emperor to descend!"

The ministers sneered!

Zhu Houzhao felt disdain in his heart.

Cao Zhengchun almost laughed out loud.

"What is this Zhu Wushi doing? If you want to usurp the throne, just do it; why rely on ghosts and gods? Does he really think he can summon the Great Ming Founding Emperor?"