Chapter 3 How can we let it go?

Liu Gang traveled to the Ming Dynasty not long ago and found himself as Zhu Gaoxu, the second son of Zhu Di. At first he refused to believe it. But in the end he had no choice but to believe it. After all, as time went by, there was no other explanation.

In his previous life, he was just a commoner, and he had always been low-key and cautious.

His father used up his life savings to buy him a house, but the project was left unfinished. What was even more bizarre was that the house was sold to multiple people three times in a row! His father died of anger.

Later, by chance, he got involved in gambling...but he was addicted to it and found himself becoming Zhu Gaoxu.

The huge blow he suffered in his previous life left him with a knot in his heart, so it was inevitable that he was too impulsive when it came to Ambassador Xu's matter.

...The tragic drama outside has not yet ended, and the crying and noise can still be heard through the wall.

There was no peace in the mansion either. The fat man who was chattering nonstop was Zhu Gaoxu's elder brother, Zhu Gaochi, the prince of Yan.

"My uncle just said a few days ago that you were idle and causing trouble all day long. You were not in the room that day, but you came to be scolded for your brother. Do you know how many good things I have said for you, my second brother? Well, now this has happened again..." The prince sighed, looking helpless.

The uncle that the prince mentioned was Xu Huizu, the eldest son of the founding general Xu Da, and the eldest brother of the biological mother of the three brothers.

Because the prince was really too fat, not just ordinary fat, and had a big problem with the arch of his foot, he was sitting now. His body didn't move, but his mouth was moving all the time. Standing next to him was a 15 or 16-year-old boy who looked a bit weak. He was the third brother Zhu Gaosui.

The three brothers were born to the same parents, but they look different, especially in their figures.

The prince continued to say earnestly, "The capital is not like Beijing, you must restrain yourself! We came to the capital to mourn our great grandfather, and if you act like this, won't it give people something to talk about..."

Gao Sui advised, "Big brother, you can't blame second brother too much. Just now, second brother said that Ambassador Xu of the Music Bureau deserved to die." Gao Sui became more and more indignant as he spoke, "Beat him to death, just beat him to death, just to get rid of a scourge for the people of our Zhu family! Even if my younger brother was here, he would do the same as second brother. Could it be that the emperor would kill his own brother for a small official position?"

The prince glared at Gao Sui, then glanced at the doors and windows, and said in a deep voice, "Several of the emperor's uncles have been stripped of their fiefdoms. The situation is very tense now! The three of us brothers are in the capital. Don't you understand the situation? My second brother, for a cheap singing girl, beat the court official to death! What are you thinking, huh?"

Zhu Gaoxu, who had caused the trouble, did not say a word for a long time, just listening to his brother. He looked down at his fist with a strange expression, as if he could not believe it, and finally said, "Brother, calm down. At that time, I really just wanted to teach him a lesson. I was unarmed and did not want to beat him to death. Who knew that Ambassador Xu was so weak..."

Gao Sui laughed and said, "Second brother, how could you not know your own strength? There are probably not many people who can take a punch from you with their heads!"

Zhu Gaoxu whispered again, "If nothing goes wrong, something will happen... We are staying in Nanjing like this, and it seems like we have become hostages. How serious the situation is, shouldn't we see it clearly this time?"

The prince was stunned for a moment, "How do you see it?"

Zhu Gaoxu did not answer.

The prince seemed to be thinking about something, then shook his head, "I know what you mean, but what you did is not so easy, it is better to be safe than sorry ."

Zhu Gaoxu looked sideways at the faint noise coming from outside and said, "Brother wants stability in everything, so I'll go out and do a small thing."

"What are you going to do?" The prince frowned and glared at him, "Don't be impatient for a moment! At this point, it's better to stay still than to move."

Zhu Gaoxu said, "Brother, don't worry. The deceased himself has problems. The more the inside story is revealed, the muddy the water will become. If Huang Zicheng wants to use the topic to his advantage, the problem becomes more complicated."

The prince pondered for a moment and then said, "It seems to make sense."

Gao Sui patted his chest and said, "Second brother, I'll go with you!"

Gao Sui looks a bit thin, but still has the energy of youth and impulsiveness. But in memory, Gao Sui didn't seem to be like this when he was a child.

Zhu Gaoxu said, "My third brother is here and can't help. My kind brother understands this."

...More and more people came outside the gate, all of them were onlookers. Those who came earlier were reluctant to leave, and those who came later joined in. It was obviously very outrageous to make such a commotion at the foot of the imperial city, but no one in the nearby government shops or government offices cared. So more and more people blocked the wide road, making a lot of noise.

The armored soldiers at the door were only concerned with guarding the mansion, and as long as the gate was not rushed, they had no intention of moving.

Some bolder ones, not content with just looking at a dead body and mourning, squeezed in and asked the person involved, "How did the death happen?"

The woman kneeling in front of the dead body choked up and said, "It was this family that beat the official to death, wow..."

"It's miserable, miserable!" The person who asked the question shook his head and sighed, looking like he was deeply regretful and sympathetic, but in private he should be more happy, after all, watching a play costs money. After that person expressed his opinion, he kindly offered a suggestion, "Why don't you report it to the police?"

The woman cried, "It's no use reporting it. It's said that it was a prince from Peking..."

"Oh!" The man looked as if he had suddenly realized something.

Just then, the corner gate opened, and before Zhu Gaoxu even stepped out of the door, a loud voice came out, "The one who beat him was the prince, so how could the victim be treated as an ordinary person?"

There is actually a hidden story? The excitement is getting more and more exciting. Everyone's eyes are all focused on the voice, waiting impatiently for the next part. Some people even start to make a noise, "Tell us quickly, let us judge for ourselves!" "Why do you say that the victim is not an ordinary person?" Anyway, the onlookers are not afraid of trouble.

The old woman beside the corpse was filled with grief and anger. She pointed at the door and cursed, "You beat a man to death in front of everyone, and the crowd was so excited! Human life is at stake, how can you not give an explanation?"

Zhu Gaoxu walked out of the door, stood on the steps and clasped his fists to the crowd, saying, "This victim, Ambassador Xu, is dead, and you are here to seek justice. Back then, he annexed the fertile land in his hometown, causing the people to lose their homes and families. Who can those victims ask for justice from?"

The old woman said, "My son's body is still warm, so please stop slandering me!"

Just then, a carriage pulled up to the side of the street. Zhu Gaoxu was standing on the steps facing the street and could easily see it. There were many attendants following the carriage, including attendants on horseback. It seemed that the person in the carriage was a person of status.

After a while, a man came over and whispered something in the old woman's ear. The old woman turned around and looked at the carriage, then left Zhu Gaoxu behind and walked over there.

Seeing this, Zhu Gaoxu shouted, "Ambassador Xu is corrupt and abuses his power. Who is the dignitary who relies on him? Do you want me to argue with everyone in public?"

The onlookers started to make a noise, and the noise in front of the door became louder and louder.

After the old woman was called away, she never came back. Then a few more people came and urged those people to carry the body away. Those people who had been blocking the door for half a day really stopped making trouble!

Zhu Gaoxu stopped talking and kept his eyes on the carriage that had just arrived, but the people in the carriage never showed up.

The families of the victims gradually left, leaving only some onlookers who lingered for a long time, some still not satisfied, and some listening to the people talking about the hidden story. Zhu Gaoxu had no choice but to return to his house and ask someone to close the corner door.

Officials from Yingtian Prefecture had come before, but still failed to stop the people who were carrying corpses and making trouble; now this person cleaned up the mess without showing up, who was it? Zhu Gaoxu guessed it was Huang Zicheng, as it seemed that only Huang Zicheng had such a big face in front of the Xu family.

Although Huang Zicheng asked people to stop their movements today, Zhu Gaoxu felt that he would not let it go so easily.