On the second day after arriving in Nanjing, Zhu Wenkui met his second brother Zhu Wenqi.

This is also an inevitable meeting. It is impossible for Zhu Wenkui to avoid seeing his second brother. No matter what, he cannot leave the outside world with a sense of brotherly disharmony.

Even if the drama of seizing the legitimate heir has begun, the two of them still have to face each other.

It was just an unlucky time. When Zhu Wenkui found Zhu Wenqi's home, the latter was still working at the Longjiang Shipyard and had not returned, so Zhu Wenkui had to wait in the carriage outside his home for an hour.

Finally, when the sun was setting, the coachman called out to the sleepy Zhu Wenkui.

"First Prince, the Second Prince is back."

This sentence made Zhu Wenkui perk up. He washed his face in the car, checked his appearance in the mirror, and only walked out after making sure he looked good.

They met Zhu Wenqi, who was leaning against the door frame and smiling without saying a word.

The two brothers looked at each other with smiles on their faces.

"Brother."

"Second brother."

When it was time to say hello, Zhu Wenkui walked over and patted Zhu Wenqi on the shoulder: "Good boy, I haven't seen you for a few years, and my body has become so strong."

He looked up and down a few more times and nodded frequently: "Darker, but also much stronger."

"My eldest brother has also gained a lot of weight." Zhu Wenqi laughed.

"No comparison, no comparison."

Isn't that right? One of them is an official in Beijing and keeps feasting all day long, while the other is busy from morning to night sweating profusely.

"The humble house is so simple and simple, but it makes my eldest brother laugh."

After pushing the door open and entering the courtyard, Zhu Wenqi apologized, but his expression showed no shame.

When he was just kicked out of the center of power, Zhu Wenqi was still somewhat unable to save his face, so he always lived in his own princely residence on Chang'an Street.

Now that he has completely seen through it, he has calmly accepted his identity as a commoner, and simply sold his prince's mansion on Chang'an Street and moved it to the edge of Xicheng, which is also close to the Longjiang Shipyard.

"This is a humble house, but I am kind to my virtue."

The yard is not big and the furnishings are very simple. There are some sawdust and wood products on the ground, as well as a few ship models. Zhu Wenkui glanced around and nodded frequently: "Not bad, it's really good."

"Brother, please sit down quickly."

After leading Zhu Wenkui into the back room, Zhu Wenqi greeted him and went to get some tea leaves from the collection to brew for the former. While pouring the tea, he asked, "How are you doing, Father?"

"Very good. Before my brother came, my father could eat one kilogram of rice and two bowls of soup for one meal." Zhu Wenkui responded: "Coupled with the health-keeping skills that Master Xiang left when he was alive, my father's body and bones are as good as

Very good.”

Alive then?

This sentence made Zhu Wenqi stunned and surprised: "Master Xiang passed away?"

The master of this is Xiang Yu, who was a real martial arts master back then, but a fierce man who could kill people with flying stones.

"Master Xiang is probably not even seventy yet, so how could he pass away?"

"Alas, things are unpredictable."

Zhu Wenkui sighed: "I heard from the imperial doctor that it should be that Master Xiang practiced Kung Fu too hard when he was young, and his bones were severely overdrawn. In addition, he followed Taizu in the north and south, and he blocked arrows and suffered knives. There are some wounds on his body.

With such a hidden disease, it is a miracle that he can live to his sixties."

Ren is a peerless brave man. In the face of time, he will never escape the fate of being buried in a grave.

Both of them were a little embarrassed for a moment, but Zhu Wenkui ignored the topic: "If you don't talk about this, by the way, second brother, why haven't you seen my sister-in-law and Zunjun?"

"I went back to my parents' house a few days ago."

Zhu Wenqi explained: "It's not that the shipyard is busy recently. I can't come back every now and then. For safety reasons, I sent her and her mother to my father-in-law's house to take care of them."

No matter how prosperous and peaceful Nanjing was during the Ming Dynasty, it was inevitable that there would be no vicious gangsters. In addition, Zhu Wenqi lived not on Chang'an Avenue but in the west of the city. There were also many drunks in the civilian areas of Nanjing late at night.

Anyone would be a little worried if his wife was left alone at home to take care of the children.

This explanation certainly makes sense.

"Zunjun is the grandson of our father after all. Why don't my second brother go to the Special Affairs Department and assign a few people to take care of him?"

Zhu Wenkui sighed: "No matter what, it's our own child. The Special Affairs Department would never dare not give him face. Second brother, why are you doing this?"

"I am just an ordinary citizen now, so Zunyun is naturally an ordinary child and not an imperial grandson. How can I be worthy of being protected by the Special Intelligence Department?"

There was a hint of anger in what he said. It was true that Zhu Yunwen stripped away the identity of Prince Zhu Wenqi, but he did not say that he would strip away the identity of his grandson.

The feeling of kinship across generations has a fine tradition in Lao Zhu's family.

Emperor Hongwu liked Zhu Yunwen as his grandson, but when Zhu Di came to Zhu Di, he cared less about Zhu Zhanji.

As long as Emperor Xuande lives for a few more years, the Ming God of War may not have the chance to become emperor.

Even though Zhu Wenqi had been staying in Nanjing all these years, Zhu Yunwen often sent his imperial minister to Nanjing to deliver some things. Of course, the banner was for his grandson Zunyun.

The gift was not something valuable, but it was something that even the richest businessmen these days might not be willing to give away.

That’s fruit!

Yuzensi traveled thousands of miles to send some rare fruits from Beijing to Nanjing in iced and fresh form, just so that little Zunjun could eat them.

Who asked Zunjun, a child who was not like Wenkui, to accompany Zhu Yunwen in front of him?

To say that Zhu Yunwen naturally misses Zunjun very much.

Zhu Wenkui naturally knew these things, and he couldn't help laughing at Zhu Wenqi's harsh words: "My brother is still angry with his father."

"Don't dare."

Zhu Wenqi turned away and looked aside: "My father is busy with everything, but I, as a son, am ignorant and only cause trouble for him and make him angry. Of course, all my mistakes are my fault."

Seeing Zhu Wenqi's appearance, Zhu Wenkui sneered in his heart.

This is just pretending in front of yourself.

What is the purpose of creating an appearance that father and son are at odds?

It was not to make Zhu Wenkui feel better, but to make Zhu Wenkui believe that Zhu Wenqi was already destined to miss the position of crown prince.

Who can be deceived by the trick of secretly plotting against Chen Cang?

If you want to act, I will act with you.

At that moment, Zhu Wenkui sighed: "Second brother, you don't have to be like this. My father has calmed down a lot in the past few years. During the Chinese New Year last year, he even said with emotion that it would be great if you and your wife and children were also in Beijing, so that the whole family could be reunited. So be it,

When my brother returns to Beijing, he will go to the emperor to plead for mercy. Then you will also write a letter to convince him that he is wrong. The blood of father and son will be over."

"Thank you so much, brother."

Zhu Wenqi looked touched, stood up, bowed to Zhu Wenkui, and thanked him: "For so many years, my younger brother has been ignorant, so he has relied on his eldest brother for his generosity and support."

Are you ignorant? You are very ‘sensible’.

Holding Zhu Wenqi's arms, Zhu Wenkui said repeatedly: "Brothers, you and I, don't have to do this, sit down quickly, sit down quickly."

After comforting Zhu Wenqi, Zhu Wenkui raised his teacup.

"After drinking this cup of tea, I will go out with my brother to have a few drinks."

"It's still not possible." Zhu Wenqi looked troubled: "Tomorrow morning, my brother will have to go to work."

There is no good banquet, and even if you go there, you won’t be able to eat well.

Zhu Wenkui cordially invited him several times, but Zhu Wenqi rejected them all, so he had no choice but to sigh and stand up.

"In that case, I won't delay your work any more, brother. Let's take our leave first. After these few days of work, we two brothers will have a drink."

Zhu Wenqi sent his eldest brother out, and could not avoid chatting outside the door for a while. When he saw the latter boarding the car and leaving, he grinned.
Chapter completed!