Father Emperor, what do you want the whip for

Zhu Biao was completely numb.

He could never have imagined that after toiling away for half his life, he would end up being worked to death, remaining a Crown Prince for his entire life.

"Biao'er, do not overthink it. Since we now know these things, we certainly won't let them happen. From now on, just focus on taking care of your health and work less. Later, let Mr. Qin help condition your body, and I guarantee you'll be fine," Empress Ma said.

At this moment, Qin Ning had already poured a cup of tea on the desk where Zhu Biao had just been reviewing memorials.

After gently tapping it with his finger, he handed the cup to Zhu Biao. "Drink this. I promise that from now on, you will be healthy and immune to all illnesses."

Hearing this, Zhu Biao was surprised. He obviously did not know about Qin Ning's abilities.

He had only assumed the other party was an ordinary person from future generations.

But looking at it now, Qin Ning clearly possessed some miraculous methods he was unaware of.

Otherwise, how would the man dare to claim that a single cup of tea could make him immune to all diseases?

"Thank you, sir!"

He bowed earnestly in thanks, then took the cup, tilted his head back, and downed it in one gulp.

Buzz!

Qin Ning flipped his palm, took out a jade pendant, and handed it to Zhu Biao. "This is an amulet. Take it to the Crown Princess and have her wear it at all times."

"For Sister Chang?" Zhu Biao was taken aback.

Empress Ma sighed and quickly explained, "Biao'er, according to historical records, Girl Chang will pass away from unstoppable hemorrhaging after giving birth to Yun'teng this year..."

Yun'teng?

Was that the name of his soon-to-be-born child?

Wait.

What did she mean by passing away from unstoppable hemorrhaging?

It was as if a bolt of lightning had struck Zhu Biao's mind, feeling as though the sky had collapsed. "Sister Chang... she actually..."

"What are you standing around for? Hurry up and bring Girl Chang over. Now that she has the amulet given by Mr. Qin, she won't be in any danger from now on," Zhu Yuanzhang spoke up.

Hearing this, Zhu Biao finally snapped back to reality.

Right.

With Qin Ning's help now, those events that happened in history could definitely be avoided.

Thinking of this, he hastily bowed and took his leave, running toward the Eastern Palace with the amulet in hand.

At the same time, Empress Ma also began arranging for a banquet in the palace. Even though they had already eaten before returning, now that Qin Ning, Li Shimin, and Empress Zhangsun were here, as hosts, Zhu Yuanzhang and Empress Ma naturally had to entertain them properly.

And it wasn't just Qin Ning, Li Shimin, and Empress Zhangsun; she also ordered people to invite several important court officials over.

Inside a grand hall, led by Zhu Yuanzhang and Empress Ma, Qin Ning and the others arrived.

Many small desks were set up in the hall, and officials like Li Shanchang, Lan Yu, Li Wenzhong, and Xu Da had also been invited.

Aside from these ministers, there were a few young men who did not look very old. They had likely come along with their elders.

"Father, Mother."

An eighteen or nineteen-year-old youth was the first to step forward, bowing to Zhu Yuanzhang and Empress Ma. His gaze then swept over Qin Ning and the others.

When he saw Li Shimin wearing a dragon robe and Empress Zhangsun wearing a phoenix robe, the youth's expression changed drastically. He scolded in a low voice, "How bold of you two! To dare wear a dragon robe, could it be you intend to rebel!"

At this moment, Li Shanchang and the others also gathered around, their faces full of panic. "Your Majesty, this, this, this..."

"Enough, don't make a fuss. We haven't even said anything, so what are you all shouting about?"

Zhu Yuanzhang waved his large hand and continued, "We brought them here. There's naturally a reason why they are wearing dragon robes. We will explain it to you later. Go back and sit down for now."

Hearing this, everyone looked at each other in dismay, but they did not dare say another word. They could only obediently return to their seats and sit down.

"This... should be Zhu Di, the Prince of Yan, right?"

Qin Ning found a random seat next to Zhu Yuanzhang and sat down, then looked at the eighteen or nineteen-year-old youth below.

"Who are you? Have you met this Prince?" Zhu Di looked at Qin Ning with curiosity and a face full of confusion.

At the same time, he was incredibly astonished. Because at this moment, aside from Qin Ning, Li Shimin and Empress Zhangsun, who were also wearing dragon and phoenix robes, were actually sitting beside his father and mother.

That position was a symbol of supreme authority. In the past, whenever a banquet was held, aside from his eldest brother Zhu Biao, who would dare to do so?

"No, this is my first time seeing you, but I have heard of your great name," Qin Ning smiled.

Zhu Di was officially enfeoffed as the Prince of Yan in the third year of Hongwu and temporarily resided in Nanjing. According to the laws of the Great Ming, an imperial prince would only go to his fiefdom after reaching the age of eighteen.

In history, Zhu Di exactly went to Beiping in the eleventh year of Hongwu.

It was currently the eleventh year of Hongwu. He had not left yet, but it should be soon.

"Oh? You've heard of my great name?" Hearing this, Zhu Di's face showed no complacency at all.

After all, he was the dignified Prince of Yan. Within the borders of the Great Ming, who did not know of him?

"We have heard of your great name too, and it's the resounding kind."

At this moment, Zhu Yuanzhang, sitting in the main seat, snorted coldly. His gaze also turned toward Zhu Di, and then he shouted, "Men, bring the whip We prepared earlier."

"Father, what do you need a whip for?" Hearing this, Zhu Di couldn't help but tremble, a bad premonition rising in his heart.

"What for?"

Zhu Yuanzhang snorted coldly, then took the whip from a eunuch's hands. "To whip you, of course."

"Fa... Father, did your son do something wrong?" Zhu Di was scared silly.

"You haven't done anything wrong right now, but you will in the future. So it's very reasonable for Us to whip you a few times in advance, right?"

Saying that, Zhu Yuanzhang carried the whip and walked toward Zhu Di.

"Father."

At this moment, outside the hall doors, Crown Prince Zhu Biao also arrived. Appearing with him was a heavily pregnant woman, who was none other than Crown Princess Chang.

"Please quell your anger, Father. May I ask why Father wants to teach the fourth son a lesson?" Zhu Biao hurried forward to stop him.

"Why?"

Zhu Yuanzhang snorted coldly. "If We told you that this brat is going to rebel in the future, would you believe it?"

"Re... rebel?"

Hearing these words, Zhu Di nearly fainted from fright. He quickly knelt down and said, "Father, how could your son possibly rebel? And what do you mean by rebelling in the future?"

Where did his father hear such nonsense?

This was too outrageous.

Could there actually be someone in this world who could foresee the future?

No!

How could he possibly rebel?

Whether it was rebelling against his father or his eldest brother Zhu Biao, that was an absolute impossibility!

"Indeed, Your Majesty, how could His Highness the Prince of Yan rebel? And in the future, no less? Such a thing is truly too much of a fantasy," Xu Da quickly stepped out to defend his son-in-law.

The other officials present also wore expressions of confusion.

Only Zhu Biao frowned.

Because he knew that his father and mother had taken a trip to the future generations.

Could it be that Lao Si really rebelled in the future?

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