He stood on the city wall of the Starting City.
Zhu Rong looked out of the city at the endless grassland, feeling extremely relaxed.
Ever since he came to this grassland, this was the first time Zhu Xiong felt at ease.
In this city, there were his subjects, his army, his blood, sweat, and tears. Everything belonged to Zhu Xiong himself.
It had been 19 years since he had transmigrated to this era, but Zhu Xiong had never felt so relaxed.
Because there were no shackles, no conspiracies, no fetters, and no one who could pressure him.
He only needed to solve the survival problems of his subjects every day, develop and grow together with his subjects, and constantly work hard for the future.
Zhu Xiong liked this kind of life.
Simple, busy, happy, and meaningful.
Just as Zhu Xiong happily stood on top of the city wall and opened his arms to welcome the morning sun.
In the sky, a white pigeon descended from the sky and landed steadily on Zhu Rong's shoulder.
Zhu Xiong was stunned and looked at the white pigeon on his shoulder.
He recognized this white pigeon. It was a messenger pigeon that Zhu Xiong had left for the substitute in the fief.
It would only be used in emergencies.
Did something happen to the fief?
Zhu Xiong quickly took the letter off the carrier pigeon and opened it.
Then, his face darkened.
It was written very clearly on the letter.
Old Zhu wanted him to return to the capital!
Not only that, Old Zhu also asked Song Sheng to gather all the 80,000 male subjects he had given to Song Sheng and send them away in batches.
Furthermore, he had also mobilized three border armies to guard around his fief.
Although he didn't explicitly arrest him.
However, he had clearly told Zhu Rong that if he dared to resist, he would be suppressed!
After reading the letter, Zhu Xiong shook his head with a bitter smile.
It seemed that Old Zhu had never been at ease with him!
No, perhaps it could be said that Old Zhu was worried about every son.
He had been exposed!
Zhu Rong had always known.
This was because it was certain that Old Zhu would investigate the people who kept appearing.
Old Zhu definitely wouldn't be able to tell the origins of these subjects.
It was normal for him to doubt himself.
It was just that Zhu Rong didn't expect this to happen so quickly.
Now, Old Zhu's plan was to make Zhu Rong return to the capital to give him an explanation.
If he explained it well, it would be fine.
If he couldn't explain it properly, then imprisonment and imprisonment would be the best outcome for him.
Moreover, this matter might even implicate Old Zhu's mother.
Old Zhu was famous for his ruthlessness.
Zhu Xiong didn't think that his mother would have a good ending if something happened to him.
One had to know that back then, his Tenth Brother Zhu Tan and Consort Tang had wantonly recruited beautiful youths into the Imperial Residence to be eunuchs because of their indecent private lives, which angered Old Zhu.
Old Zhu directly asked someone to dismember the Tang Corporation in front of Zhu Tan.
Zhu Tan was scared silly on the spot, leaving behind a psychological shadow. He died in less than two years.
Although Zhu Tan and the Tang Corporation had brought this on themselves, it could be seen that Old Zhu could do something to his own family.
He looked at the letter in his hand.
Zhu Rong knew that trouble was coming.
He was faced with two choices.
The first was to return to the capital and confess the situation to Old Zhu.
The consequence was that Old Zhu might treat him as a monster and kill him on the spot!
The second was to not go back and treat Old Zhu's imperial edict as a fart.
He might be fine with this outcome, but his mother, the Gao Clan, would probably have to bear the wrath of Elder Zhu.
Of course, he could also choose to rebel.
However, that was undoubtedly courting death.
Right now, he had hundreds of thousands of subjects and fifty thousand soldiers.
It was already difficult to deal with the Mongolians, and he still wanted to challenge Old Zhu?
What a joke. Old Zhu could teach him how to behave in minutes.
He was afraid that just dealing with Song Sheng in the northwest would be enough to make Zhu Rong anxious.
Moreover, Lan Yu was not dead yet. There were still famous generals like Fu Youde and Tang He.
With just this little bit of background, he was shouting rebellion?
If this wasn't courting death, then what was?
It was definitely not advisable to rebel now.
At least for the next half a year, Zhu Rong would not dare to rebel.
If he wanted to arm wrestle with Old Zhu, Zhu Xiong would need at least half a year to settle down.
This way, Zhu Rong might have a slight chance of winning.
And now, Old Zhu would definitely not give him that time.
There were only two options in front of Zhu Rong.
Either return to the capital or disappear.
It was definitely not advisable to return to the capital.
Zhu Rong didn't want to be killed by Old Zhu as a monster.
As for disappearing, he would probably implicate his mother.
Zhu Xiong was caught in a dilemma.
Gao shi was his mother, and also a relative who had doted on him since he was young.
He didn't want the Gao Clan to be implicated because of him.
Just as Zhu Rong was wondering what to do.
He subconsciously glanced at the letter in his hand.
Suddenly, Zhu Xiong realized something and slapped his forehead.
"Am I stupid? What am I conflicted about?"
"In Old Zhu's eyes, I'm still in my fief.”
"Since Old Zhu wants me to return to the capital to explain, why don't you just let the substitute go instead of me?”
"My substitute doesn't have a system.”
"When the substitute goes to the capital, we can just make him refuse to admit it.”
"Would Old Zhu really kill his own son because of his suspicions?”
"At most, it'll be imprisonment. It won't implicate his mother. Isn't this killing two birds with one stone?”
"As long as the substitute can help me stall for a year and a half, then what do I have to be afraid of?”
"It's a pity for the 80,000 subjects in the northwest. However, even if they go to the ends of the world, they are still my subjects.”
"When I become stronger in the future, I'll just find them and bring them back.”
Speaking up to this point, Zhu Xiong had already made up his mind.
Then, he immediately wrote a letter to the substitute, telling him what to do.
After he finished writing, he tied the letter to the pigeon's leg and put it back.
He looked at the carrier pigeon flying into the sky.
Zhu Rong sighed lightly.
"Mother, I'm sorry. Please wait a while longer. When I'm strong enough, I'll personally go to the capital to pick you up and enjoy your life!”
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