Chapter 133

Zhu Yuanzhang's expression gradually became solemn.

After pondering for a long time, Zhu Yuanzhang slowly stood up.

Looking at the Jiang Huan before him, he spoke in a low voice.

"Go to Donggong."

"Also, summon Su Qiao."

Jiang Huan cautiously reminded him.

"Your Majesty, Minister Su does not yet know that the Crown Grandson is in Donggong."

Zhu Yuanzhang did not even turn his head; he simply boarded the dragon carriage.

"Never mind that for now; we must find them to discuss great matters."

"Yes."

These past few days, Su Qiao had been almost daily inquiring about news from Donggong.

The sentence of execution pending review was gone.

Su Qiao's only hope was to quickly trick Zhu Yunwen to death.

Perhaps securing an immediate execution or something similar.

When Su Qiao heard that Zhu Yuanzhang was summoning him to Donggong.

He did not even have time to eat.

He threw away the pancake with fried dough sticks in his hand and immediately ran toward the palace.

However, as soon as he arrived at Donggong.

Su Qiao saw that Zhu Yunwen was already waiting inside Ciqing Hall.

The moment he saw Zhu Yunwen.

Su Qiao's inner world completely collapsed.

Good heavens.

Could it be that Zhu Yunwen really fought his way out of a horde of Japanese pirates with those three people?!

"Crown Grandson?"

Upon seeing Su Qiao, Zhu Yunwen's face darkened.

"Su, Su Mr..."

Zhu Yuanzhang sat on the dragon throne, staring at the crowd in Donggong, and asked in a low voice with a solemn expression.

"Su Qiao, today we will ask the same matter we asked before."

"The foundation of our Great Ming."

"What is your view?"

Su Qiao:?

Old Zhu, aren't you ever going to stop?

The moment the words fell, Huang Zicheng and Watching Qi Tai immediately desperately signaled Su Qiao with their eyes.

From the attitude Zhu Yuanzhang had shown since arriving at Donggong today.

Huang Zicheng and Watching Qi Tai had already vaguely sensed.

That Zhu Yuanzhang had likely already decided on the intention to establish Zhu Yunwen as the heir.

Su Qiao took a deep breath, stood in place, and stated with absolute firmness.

"Your Majesty, even if you ask a thousand times, ten thousand times, my view will not change."

"The Crown Grandson absolutely should not be the heir."

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at him coldly.

"Still those same few reasons?"

"Correct! The Crown Grandson is weak..."

Before Su Qiao could finish speaking, Zhu Yuanzhang immediately slapped the imperial desk, staring fixedly at Su Qiao and questioning.

"Then have you considered what the situation is over there with our fourth son?"

Zhu Yuanzhang took a deep breath.

Staring fixedly at Su Qiao, he asked.

"Previously, we heard what that one from Xu Da's family said."

"Although our fourth son is indeed stronger than Yunwen, do any of the three brothers in our fourth son's family have a single worry-free aspect?"

"Yesterday, we heard a fortune-telling hexagram pronounced by a Monk."

"They were respectively: the flying dragon in the sky, the Crown Prince suddenly perishes; dragons fighting in the wild, blood-colored black and yellow; the white dragon in fish's clothing for nine years, the soaring dragon brings regret."

"If we pass the throne to our fourth son."

"Wouldn't our Zhu family have to endure three instances of brothers fighting each other?!"

A trace of disdain appeared on Su Qiao's face.

"Your Majesty, this is the nonsense of alchemists; it cannot be taken seriously."

Zhu Yuanzhang slammed the table with a "Bang!"

"Then what if this is true?!"

Su Qiao stood in place and said calmly.

"Your Majesty need not suppose; this is the truth."

"I have never doubted these three statements; it is simply that they were not at all derived through divination."

The words had barely left his lips.

Instantly, the Donggong fell into a dead silence.

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Su Qiao in disbelief, gritting his teeth as he asked,

"You have seen it too?!"

Su Qiao nodded slightly.

"Naturally, and I also know where the root of these three prophecies lies."

Whether it was Zhu Yuanzhang or Zhu Di in the chat group, both instantly grew wary.

They stared fixedly at Su Qiao.

Zhu Yuanzhang gritted his teeth and asked in a low voice,

"Where does the root lie?"

Su Qiao let out a light snort.

Then, clasping his hands in a bow, he said,

"When all under heaven are guilty, the guilt rests upon Myself."

"The root is none other than Your Majesty!"

In an instant, the entire Ciqing Hall fell into a deathly silence.

102, Zhu Gaoxu's Path!

Zhu Yuanzhang's blood pressure instantly surged.

Staring fiercely at Su Qiao, he shouted sternly,

"Do you have nothing else to say, you brat?"

"Why can every wretched matter be pinned on me?!"

Su Qiao, however, could not help but shake his head and sigh,

"Your Majesty, the third prophecy may be harder to deduce."

"But for the first two prophecies, Your Majesty cannot escape responsibility!"

Zhu Yuanzhang, with a solemn expression, said calmly,

"Explain."

"It is still the struggle over the heir to the throne!"

Zhu Yuanzhang let out a cold snort.

"The first prophecy concerns me; I admit it. I failed to teach my sons well, and the fourth among them conceived the thought of usurping the throne."