Great Ming: Good grandson, bring us to cultivate together!
46 Who would still want to be the emperor these days!

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Northern Territory.

On a desolate grassland, several fierce horses galloped from afar, raising a cloud of dust wherever their hooves passed.

The person on the horse was dressed in thick animal skin, and the scimitar at his waist made a crisp sound from time to time as the horse galloped.

Their expressions were solemn. When they saw their destination, they sped forward.

"Great Khan!"

Once they entered the tent, they knelt down on one knee and saluted.

"How is it? How are the other tribes?"

The Khan sitting at the head of the table looked at him anxiously.

The man shook his head.

Seeing this, the Great Khan Mahamu slumped in his seat. Although he was mentally prepared, he still could not help but close his tired eyes.

"Great Khan, the grasslands have been suffering from a drought for a long time this year. Many of the herdsmen's cattle and sheep have starved to death. Now that winter is approaching, the herdsmen don't even have any winter reserves.”

The man looked at him and said sadly.

"If we don't solve the food problem, who knows how many herdsmen will starve to death this winter!”

Mahamu sighed. Then, his eyes narrowed as if he had made up his mind.

"How did they respond?"

Mahamu looked at him expectantly.

"In reply to the Great Khan, they said that as long as their children can survive this winter, they are willing to risk their lives for the Great Khan!”

"Good!"

When Mahamu heard this news, he immediately stood up. This was the answer he wanted.

"Pass on my words. I, Mahamu, will lead them through this winter and not let them starve to death!”

"Yes, sir!"

Then, the man left.

Immediately after, dozens of people rode out of the tent on fierce horses. They wanted to inform the various tribes on the grasslands of this news.

"Big Ming?"

Mahamu looked to the south with a hint of worry in his eyes.

However, he was soon covered by a sense of determination. The current situation did not allow him to hesitate.

Although he really didn't want to touch Da Ming that fierce tiger, the people in the tribe couldn't live anymore.

Moreover, the most important thing was that he had also heard that the Ming Emperor who had led his troops to defeat them several times had not gone to court for a long time.

Hearing that he might die, this strengthened his determination to go south.

To him, as long as Zhu Di, that ferocious tiger, died, the rest of the people would be useless.

……

In the Imperial Palace.

As usual, the head eunuch brought the food to Zhu Di's bedroom. He stopped in front of a secret door and placed the food in his hand on the ground.

He looked worried, but his expression improved slightly when he saw the empty plate on the ground.

Zhu Di had been in the secret chamber for almost a month. During this period, the Crown Prince had been supervising the country. He did not know where the news had spread that the Emperor was dying.

It caused the people in the court to panic, and the Crown Prince could not suppress it.

As Zhu Di's personal eunuch, he did not know Zhu Di's current situation. He could only observe the emperor's situation through his daily meals.

"Emperor, when can you come out? The Crown Prince can't hold on much longer.”

He sighed and muttered, then turned around to pick up the plate and prepare to leave.

However, at this moment, the secret door that had not moved for a long time suddenly creaked.

Hearing this, his pupils constricted and he turned his head excitedly.

"Your Majesty!"

He knelt on the ground.

Zhu Di's face was unkempt, but his eyes were bright.

One month, a whole month!

He stayed in this dark secret room and closed himself for a whole month. Other than eating and drinking, he cultivated.

Now, he had finally succeeded!

He had already broken through to the first level of Qi Refinement and was a true cultivator.

He clasped his hands and felt the spiritual energy in his body. The depression and worry in his heart instantly disappeared.

This month's suffering was worth it!

"What's the situation in the court now?"

He looked at his trusted eunuch and asked.

" Everything is fine. With the Crown Prince overseeing the country, there hasn't been any unrest. It's just that…"

The eunuch hesitated for a moment.

"Hmm? Speak!"

Zhu Di looked at him with dissatisfaction.

"I don't know when there was a rumor in the court, saying…saying that Your Majesty's health is failing, and letting the Crown Prince oversee the country is to prepare for the succession.”

As he spoke, the eunuch's trembling body fell to his knees.

When Zhu Di heard this, he did not get angry. Instead, he sneered.

"Looks like someone is waiting for me to die.”

"Go, call the Crown Prince over. Don't let others know.”

Zhu Di instructed and then prepared to wash up.

After a while.

Zhu Gaochi sneakily appeared in front of the bedroom.

"Crown Prince, the Emperor is waiting for you inside.”

The head eunuch said in a low voice.

Zhu Gaochi nodded, looked around, and walked in impatiently.

"Father! You've finally come out of seclusion!"

Zhu Gaochi saw Zhu Di's familiar figure and immediately knelt down. His expression could be said to be tearful.

Zhu Di was about to praise him for his good governance, but why did he look like he was going to die?

This was not what he thought. Zhu Gaochi was just excited.

This month had exhausted him to death. It was fine if he was in charge of the country, but he still had to deal with the ministers who were constantly asking about Zhu Di.

Fortunately, he had cultivated immortal techniques. Otherwise, he felt that he might have been able to walk ahead of Zhu Di.

In the past, he was indeed busy and had many things to do, but he had no choice.

Now, everything was left to him alone. The old man was in seclusion and did not care about anything. The Han King and the Zhao King were well-behaved, but he felt uncomfortable.

What, you guys are just going to cultivate in peace now that I've done all the chores? How could he feel balanced?

Sometimes, he even thought that the old master had asked him to cultivate for no other reason. He was afraid that he could cultivate in peace and not have to worry about these miscellaneous matters.

When he heard that Zhu Di had come out of seclusion to summon him, he immediately rushed over.

"Alright, you're making me look like I'm about to die. What are you talking about? Get up.”

Zhu Di looked at him angrily.

If it was any other time, he would inevitably have other thoughts in his heart. After all, this position was coveted by others.

But now, he didn't care anymore. Or rather, he was eager for Zhu Gaochi to quickly replace him.

Zhu Gaochi smiled foolishly and stood up casually. It could be seen that he had been a little tired recently, but his body was much better.

In the past, how could he stand up so easily?

"Father, you succeeded?"

Zhu Gaochi came up to him and said with a smile.

Zhu Di nodded calmly, as if to say that such a small matter would not be difficult for him. However, the smile on his lips revealed his feelings.

"Tell me about the situation in the court. I heard that there are rumors that I'm about to die? Hmph, I want to hear who wants me dead so badly!”

As he spoke, Zhu Di's eyes flashed with a fierce light. He had never been a soft-hearted king. Otherwise, this position would not have been his.

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