Mei Yin drank the wine in the glass in one go.

He looked at the Luoyang River rolling away with his lonely eyes. He turned back and said to Zhu Gaoxu after a long time, "The news from Fujian reached Yumuchuan. Your father would probably lead his troops to attack. According to his temperament, he would definitely chase Alutai and run away until he couldn't catch up. He might even stay there until it snows. He would not return to Shuntian Mansion."

Zhu Gaoxu's eyes lit up, "So?"

Mei Yin laughed, "So, you have plenty of time to add chips to your position as a crown prince. It seems that Zhu Gaochi is in poor health and is about to start summer again. Can his body stand up?"

Zhu Gaoxu's eyes rolled, "I'm not kind."

You are going to die, and you will also provoke a life-and-death battle between our brothers. You just can't see the goodness of my Ming Dynasty?

Mei Yin laughed and said seriously: "The dying person has good words."

Zhu Gaoxu stopped talking.

He was thinking about the operability of Mei Yin's words.

If the father had been conquering the Tatars, then after he returned to Yingtian, he had such great achievements in suppressing the rebellion, and had some trouble, and let the boss have some health problems, he shouldn't blame him too much, right?

Even if you blame me, it should be harmless. The boss is finished. If the father kills himself again, who will the crown prince give it to?

To the third brother?

It’s not that Zhu Gaoxu looked down on Zhu Gaosui, but if the third brother’s ability is given to him by Daming, he will finish it sooner or later.

Mei Yin knows the truth that too much is too little.

After pouring himself wine, he asked Zhu Gaoxu calmly, "What are you going to deal with those guys?"

Zhu Gaoxu thought for a while, "There is a high probability that he will be in power for the frontier and escorted to Yumuchuan to serve as the vanguard of the father's emperor's conquest of the Tatars. Those who survived would probably be able to rely on military merits to be a normal person."

He looked at Fang Yushan and Mei Jingfu who were pressing their swords aside and sighed: "These two..."

It would be fine if you don't say it.

As the core figure of the rebellion, no matter how powerful you are, you will be dead.

In fact, as an opponent in the battlefield, Zhu Gaoxu was a little sympathetic to such capable people, which was probably the so-called "knowing heroes and valuing heroes".

Mei Jingfu didn't say anything.

Fang Yushan just smiled indifferently.

Zheng Yong is not afraid of death, and dares to go to Qingliangmen as bait with the will of death. If we Fang Yushan is timid, wouldn’t it be a joke for Zheng Yong? Besides, can we survive if we are timid?

cannot.

If you take life and death indifferently, and do it if you don’t accept it, Fang Yushan has long been enlightened to death.

Zhu Gaoxu thought for a while, picked up the glass of wine that Mei Yin poured for him, but didn't drink it, and put it in his hand to play with it. After a long time, he raised his eyes from the glass, put down the glass, and squinted at Mei Yin, "Uncle, is this delaying time for Zhu Wengui?"

Mei Yin shook his head, "Time? What's the point?"

After learning the bad news, the eldest son Mei Shunchang took the descendants of the Mei family and Zhu Wengui to the sea, but Mei Yin and even Zhu Di's temperament were afraid that the Ming Navy had been waiting for a long time.

Can the eldest son Mei Shunchang break through the blockade of the Ming Navy?

Mei Yin doesn't have much hope.

The eldest son is just a scholar after all.

Zhu Gaoxu smiled and said that my nephew is an impatient person. The implication is that Mei Yin, you are dead, so don’t be too slow. If I continue to be so slow, I will not look good if I take it myself.

This is not a polite statement.

Zhu Gaoxu is indeed an impatient person.

Mei Yin also knows it well.

He sighed, got up, patted his thighs, stood in front of Fang Yushan, but stopped talking, and finally just patted the junior who he valued very much, and said, "Wait for me."

Fang Yushan had red eyes and didn't speak.

clang!

The sword on his waist was unsheathed. The sword, which was stained with the blood of countless Ming soldiers, had its sharp blade rolled up, but it was enough to kill people.

Fang Yushan said softly: "Zheng Yong went to Qingliang Gate and once said to Duke: No hurry. Actually, I know what he meant and what his pessimism lies. I once despised him and felt that he was timid before the fight. However, when he went to Qingliang Gate without hesitation, I forgave him."

He paused, "Duke, I'll take a step first and say sorry to Zheng Yong."

The sword rises.

Blood rises.

Like a flower bursting, reflecting the sun, sad and desolate.

Blood gushed.

Fang Yushan did not die immediately - unlike in novels, movies and TV dramas, even if a sword pierces the heart or cuts the arteries on the neck, people will not die immediately.

Fang Yushan stood stubbornly, looking at Mei Yin, and his eyes were still longing and admiring.

Finally, he left a sentence, "The country has been destroyed, and the family has no regrets!"

Blood kept gushing, and the body functions gradually lost. Fang Yushan could not stand and fell slowly. At the moment when he was about to lose consciousness, he left the last sentence to the world: Duke, we are all ants after all.

Great hatred.

Fang Yushan died, and he died with his eyes closed.

He has great ambitions and wants to change everything, but he is just an ant. He depends on him out of admiration for Mei Yin. In the end, he realized that Mei Yin is like him, in fact, under Zhu Di, the emperor of the imperial power, he is just an ant.

Mei Yin's eyes were sad.

The blood splattered by Fang Yushan dyed his blue and white Confucian shirt red.

So bright.

It's like flowers blooming.

He bent down slowly, picked up Fang Yushan's long sword, nodded to his second son Mei Jingfu and said, "Jingfu, draw the sword."

Mei Jingfu was trembling.

He is still young.

He could have run away, and Mei Jingfu knew that even if he ran away, his father Mei Yin would not blame him. However, the education he received from birth bound him and prevented him from completely abandoning his loyalty and filial piety, so he stayed.

Even though you know it's death, you must stay.

But Mei Jingfu was afraid of death after all. When things came to an end, he found that he did not have the courage to draw his sword, nor did he have the courage to say a few words to the world like Fang Yushan.

He trembled like a sieve.

When Mei Yin asked him to draw his sword, Mei Jingfu's heart was filled with fear of death, and a few words popped out from his teeth: "Father...father...child...child...no...do...do...do...do...dea...dea."

Zhu Gaoxu sighed a long time ago.

Mei Yin also sighed and softened his heart, "Jingfu, I chose the wrong choice for my father. Unfortunately, I have never turned back now. If you really don't want to die, you will give up your integrity for your father, live for a few days, and ask Zhu Di for him."

Looking at Zhu Gaoxu.

Zhu Gaoxu thought for a long time before nodding slowly, "If my uncle wants this, my nephew can do it."

The overall situation has been decided.

A Mei Jingfu cannot change the general trend of the world.

But if Mei Yin went to see her father alive and prayed for Mei Jingfu's life and death, it would be very meaningful: it means that the moment Mei Yin knelt down, his father was in trouble and was recognized by the old ministers of Jianwen.

From now on, the father will be the orthodox emperor who has no objection to the Ming Dynasty!

It is of great significance.

Mei Jingfu's face changed, his lips pale and trembled.

He knows what that means.

It means that my father Mei Yin will go from a loyal minister who is a loyal minister to Emperor Jianwen to a villain who is greedy for life and fear of death, and everything from robbing Zhu Wengui to today will turn into a joke.

My father Mei Yin will be listed in historical books and is ridiculed by billions of people in later generations.

And Mei Jingfu was also listed in historical books, even Liu Chan, the latter leader of Shu.

Mei Jingfu is afraid of death.

But he has been influenced by his childhood and has the temperament of a scholar deep in his bones. He can accept some things, but he dare not accept some things even if he dies.

If he accepts it, he will not have any word related to loyalty and filial piety.

So his voice trembled but was extremely determined, "The child did not dare, nor did he want his father to bear the infatuation, and became the capital of laughter among future generations."

The sword is unsheathed.

However, when he looked at the long sword in his hand, he never had the courage to commit suicide.

Mei Yin held Mei Jingfu's hand and said, "Don't force yourself."

He turned sideways and wanted to say something to Zhu Gaoxu.

Mei Jingfu was anxious, broke free from Mei Yin's hand, turned around, and looked at Luoyang River. Although his body was trembling like a sieve, his eyes were stronger than steel when he looked at the rolling river.

"Your Highness, please help me with a sword."
To be continued...