Yuan Tai and a group of court soldiers dressed in various colors shouted in a hurry: "I, Zhu Bai, am the biological son of Emperor Taizu! Taizu Bintian, as a son of a human being, I, Zhu Bai, are not allowed to be seen or buried.

What joy can there be in this life? Now the emperor wants to ask about Zhu Bai's crime. How can I, the son of the great ancestor Taizu, bow down and be humiliated by the jailer and slaves in order to find a way to survive? It is not Zhu Bai's character to hang on for a while and ask for a way to survive!

This king would rather die than surrender!"

"drive!"

Zhu Bai suddenly spurred his horse, turned its head and ran straight towards Chengyun Hall.

"Your Highness!" Yuan Tai, who had not yet run up to him, couldn't help but cry out in despair when he saw Zhu Bai rushing into the Chengyun Palace like a moth in the fire, and quickly disappeared in the flames.

"Your Highness! Since Your Highness is dead, how can I bear to live alone? Since we are not tolerated in this world, let's go to meet each other at the foot of the spring as a family!"

Princess Wu of Hunan held the hands of her son and daughter, and glared at Yuan Tai with her red eyes. The red flames reflected her face. The hatred and awe-inspiring gaze in her eyes made Yuan Tai retreat involuntarily.

After a few steps, Mrs. Wu turned around, took a pair of children's hands, and ran towards Chengyun Hall.

"Your Highness! Sister!"

Qin Yu cried so much that his hair became disheveled. When he saw the princess rushing into the Chengyun Hall without hesitation, he hugged his beloved son and rushed towards the increasingly fierce flames.

"Your Highness, please do not give up your humble position. Even in your humble position, you must follow Your Highness and lead your horse and put the stirrup on His Highness!"

The veteran wailed and rushed in. Shi, the head of the Palace of Prince Xiang, was heartbroken: "It's over! It's over! Prince Xiang committed suicide. Whether the emperor vented his anger on me or asked me to bear the crime of disrespect, I, Zhou Weiyong, have nothing to gain."

Well, rather than die, I might as well go with the King of Xiang, at least... at least the history books can leave me with a name of loyalty and martyrdom."

Thinking of this, Zhou Changshi gritted his teeth, covered his face with his sleeves, and rushed towards Chengyun Hall, which was engulfed in flames and could no longer approach anyone.

The King of Xiang's Majesty was so popular that for a while, many grief-stricken palace maids, servants, guards and officials all followed the King of Xiang, jumping into the fire one after another. Huang Zhen and Yuan Tai stood there in despair.

There, seeing such a tragic scene, I was so horrified that I couldn't speak.

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"Bastard! Bastard! How dare he commit suicide! How dare he commit suicide and trap me in an unjust place. His intentions are so vicious, his intentions are so vicious!"

Zhu Yun's face turned livid and he roared angrily.

Xiao Linzi was afraid of being swept up by the tail of the tornado, so he stood aside and shivered out of habit.

Fang Xiaoru looked solemn and said: "Your Majesty, we did not expect that King Xiang would actually... Your Majesty, now is not the time to get angry. King Xiang's death will soon spread throughout the world. This matter cannot be hidden. We

We must immediately think of a proper way to deal with the aftermath, otherwise, the public will be furious, and I am afraid that the target of the attack will be directed at Your Majesty."

Zhu Yun sat back on the chair and said at a loss: "What should I do? What should I do? Not long after I came to the throne, I deposed all the kings, and now I force the King of Xiang, I...how can I save myself from the world?"

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Huang Zicheng said solemnly: "Your Majesty must not think like this. If your Majesty feels that you are wrong and feels guilty to King Xiang at this time, then it will be really out of control and you really can't explain it to the people in the world."

Zhu Yun raised his head and looked at him blankly: "Then...in your opinion, sir, what should I...do?"

Upstairs in Shengqi, Huaiqing's consort, Zhu Gaochi and a few others were drinking, talking and laughing. Huaiqing's consort Wang Ning wanted to distance himself from Prince Yan's Mansion at first, but Zhu Gaochi took the initiative to make friends with him on the grounds that he was a relative.

Yun also wanted to protect the three sons of King Yan and prevent them from causing trouble everywhere, so he hinted to Wang Ning that he could associate with them. Unexpectedly, once they got along, the two had similar learning and similar temperaments, and they actually became friends.

There were also several famous people in Nanjing during the banquet. At this moment, several people were surrounding one person and watching him paint. This person's name was Bian Jin, and he was a world-famous painter. At first, he was a painter in Jing, and because of Zhu Bai, King of Hunan,

He was also good at painting. The two had a close friendship and became good friends. They were recommended by the King of Xiang and went to the capital to work in the palace and became a court painter. They rose to the top in one fell swoop and are now among the "Three Forbidden Masters".

Bian Jin was taking advantage of the wine to paint the scenery of Lake Mochou at the window. A painting was slowly completed, and the scenery of Mochou was put on the paper. Several people onlookers couldn't help but praised it for being wonderful. Zhu Gaochi raised his glass and went over to accept this painting.

He also liked the painting very much, so he said to Bian Jin: "Gao Chi likes this masterpiece very much, sir. I wonder if sir would be willing to give it to Gao Chi?"

Bian Jin smiled happily and said: "Thanks to the prince's favor, there is no reason for me to refuse. I will allow you to inscribe the seal. Come on, get the seal."

The scholar in Bianfu immediately brought a sandalwood box. When the lid of the box was opened, it contained four large seals. He took out the large seal of "Forbidden Painter Bianjin", dipped it in cinnabar ink mud, and was about to put it on the painting.

The upper end was printed neatly, and Zhu Gaoxu, who was playing downstairs, ran up in a panic. When he went upstairs, he shouted: "It's not good, it's not good, King Xiang... King Xiang... Uncle Twelve, it's gone."

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"Bang!" With a sound, the wine glass in Zhu Gaochi's hand fell to the ground and shattered. His face was as pale as paper. Everyone upstairs was silent for a while. After a while, Wang Ning, the Prince Consort of Huaiqing, said suspiciously: "Prince Xiang

...The King of Xiang? This... what is going on, please tell me quickly."

Zhu Gaoxu gasped and said: "The emperor issued an edict to the world, and there were posters posted on the streets. I... I just arrived, and I came back right now. The list said..."

Zhu Gaosui ran up and said: "Second brother, I remember, let me tell you. The list said: 'Last year, the common people of Zhou committed evil deeds, and even wrote words to the King of Xiang, saying they were accomplices. Because I am a relative, I can't bear to expose his fault, so I can't bear to expose it."

The common people of the Zhengzhou Dynasty committed crimes without questioning their faults. However, the King of Xiang had ulterior motives and did not repent because of my kindness. The King of Qi, acting on behalf of Wang Gui, conspired to cause rebellion. When he questioned his accomplices, he also said that he had conspired with the King of Xiang to commit great treason.

I still couldn't bear to punish him, so I sent my imperial envoy to Jingzhou to interrogate him about the trespassing at the gate of Prince Xiang's palace, in the hope that Prince Xiang would restrain his rebellion. Prince Bai of Xiang knew that his crime was exposed, and he might not be able to escape the sanctions of the law. However, he managed to bring his whole family together, which was a great disappointment to me. .The king of Xiang, Bai, committed a crime and closed his doors. After the death of the king of Xiang, he did not deprive him of his title. Since he had no heirs to survive, he took over his fiefdom and gave the king of Xiang, Bai, the posthumous title of '戾'!"

Xia Xun, who was standing aside, heard the words and the veins on his forehead jumped: "Okay! Such a benevolent and filial emperor, he forced his uncle's family to death, and even gave him a posthumous title of 'Rule'. Everything is so complicated." Let him do his best, he is really a beast!"

Bian Jin looked pale and was silent for a long time. He slowly took back the large seal of "Forbidden Painter", took out a slightly smaller seal, dipped it in ink pad, pressed it solemnly under the painting, and put away the seal box. He cupped his hands to the stunned crowd and said, "I'm not feeling well, so I'll take my leave first." After saying that, he left sadly without looking back.

Xia Xun bowed his head to the painting and saw four bright red inscriptions on the painting: "Given by the Palace of Xiang Mansion"!

"Given by the Palace of Xiang Mansion", this is a seal given to Bian Jin by King Zhu Bai of Xiang. King Xiang is dead and the palace of King Xiang has been burned to the ground, but Bian Jin, the painter of the palace, solemnly printed it under his painting. The seal given by the King of Xiang was the silent indignation and protest of a powerless painter.

After that, this famous painter in the early Ming Dynasty would mostly use the square seal given by Zhu Bai, King of Xiang, on his paintings as a commemoration. In the eleventh year of Yongle, fifteen years later, he made He painted a scroll of "Three Friends and One Hundred Birds", and the seal at the inscription is still the square seal given by King Xiang. This painting is now in the collection of the National Palace Museum in Taipei.

After such a big event, no one was in the mood to have a banquet. Everyone hurriedly said goodbye and immediately dispersed. Zhu Gaoxu and Zhu Gaosui also knew that the situation was turbulent at this time, and they were afraid that the death of King Xiang would cause an uproar, so they did not dare to continue. When recklessness caused trouble, the eldest brother Zhu Gaochi said in a deep voice to return home immediately, and they got on their horses obediently.

Zhu Gaochi was sitting in a horse sedan. After he got on the car and sat down in the sedan, he couldn't control the tears in his eyes. He glanced at Xia Xun who came in with him and said sadly: "King Xiang, okay. A King of Xiang! Your Majesty, what a wonderful Majesty!"

The same sentence, but two completely different meanings. Xia Xun was silent for a moment and said slowly: "Your Majesty, good will be rewarded with good, evil will be rewarded with evil. Cause and effect cycle, retribution will be unpleasant."

King Zhu Bai of Xiang closed his palace. Xia Xun remembered that four years later, when Zhu Di came to the city with his troops, Zhu Yun also chose the "palace". However, legend has it that he did not die, but faked his own death and escaped. Xia Xun hoped: That is just a legend!

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