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THE PRINCE OF HERBS

1389 AD, Ming Dynasty, China "Guardsmen! Take him to his exile in Yunnan, right now!" "Fu Huang!..." "Shut up! Oh... how can my own son stab me from behind... Not only other people I can't trust, and now I can't even trust my own son either!... It's far more painful..." *** "Tomorrow morning," Xie Wang said slowly. "Tomorrow morning... you will see dozens of dead bodies lying all over the streets in Yunnan." Xie Wang looked straight to Zhu Su, his eyes as sharp as a knife, "This is a war. The battle between me, Yuan Prince, and you Ming Prince. A battle to determine who is the most suitable to be the next ruler of Yunnan!" *** "Your Highness... Bad news, Your Highness!" Wu Qi was breathless as he answered, "All streets in Yunnan... are full of dead bodies..." Zhu Su stunned. It can't be, Witchcrafts of Xie Wang is the hell real?!? He just walked not any longer, yet he had found a dead body was lying face down on the street. The farther he walked, the more corpses he found. And finally, he arrived at the town square, where people had been crowded together. *** "I am Zhu Su, the fifth son of Hongwu Emperor, I promise to smash the Witchcrafts of Xie Wang, and get you all free from the outbreak!" Zhu Su sharpened his voice. "The promise from a leader is not a children's game. Bear it in mind!" A man in early forties, who seemed to be the leader of rebels, held his spear up, shouted, "Fine! We appreciate your determination, Ming Prince, so keep your promise! If you fail to keep it up, then I'll make sure that Ming honor, as well as yours, will be ruined!" *** A biographical novel of Prince Zhu Su, the fifth prince of the Hongwu Emperor who was the founder of Ming Dynasty, who devoted himself for medical science and humanity. But before he could fulfil his devotion, he was forced to go through royal disputes, conflicts, power struggles, punishments, rebellions, and even death threats. Could he overcome those problems and reached his noble dream? Find out in this novel. This is a work of biographical novel about a real historical figure. Some characters, plot premise, and certain sections of the story are based on historical events and figures, but there are some parts which are pure fiction. Some of names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner; any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. This novel is an original work of myself, not a translated work. Last but not least; I hope you enjoy this story. And thank you very much for your appreciation and support! Have a nice day!

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THE SECOND FLOOD 1

It was still raining heavily and the wind was still blowing hard. Zhu Su was sitting face to face with Hu Nayin, discussing Gu Shu. Many candles were lit to illuminate the room since the sky was pitch-dark, and the servants also turned on the warmer hotter than usual to eliminate the cold.

"The victims of Gu Shu will experience intense pain in their stomaches and hearts, and if it worsens, blood will emerge from their mouths and ani. If not immediately treated, their five zang-fu organs will be injured and they will die." Hu Nayin explained.

"And you said that the media to penetrate the jinx of Gu Shu is the food or the clothes?"

"Yes. Without media, we can't jinx the victims. Media is like a bridge to help the Gu transmigrate from the man using it into the victim's body."

"But as you saw in the incident just now, the spider was still caged in the jar, right?"

"That... I have no idea... and I've never heard that Gu Shu can tumult the weather and bring up flood..."

"Or maybe a new kind of Gu Shu has appeared?" Zhu Su crossed his arms over his chest. "Did her collaboration with Huan Shikang make it possible?"

"But, nobody falls sick?..."

"In the meantime, we haven't received the report yet... No one dares to do evacuation in such chaotic weather."

Zhu Su stared at the shattered sky. He knew, outside there the people were screaming for help, struggling and trying to save themselves from the waves of the flood, and those who were unlucky would be drifting, and even died...

The visualization really disturbed him, made his mind full of sorrow. He really wanted to help all of them, but he could not do that.

Oh Heaven, why do you bring down such a terrible disaster? If I am a bad leader and you are displeasure with me, then just sacrifices me alone. But please, don't sacrifice innocent people anymore...

***

Yun kept muttering in dissatisfaction with the result of her Gu Shu.

"It shouldn't be like this... The poisonous spider was supposed to penetrate the bodies of Zhou Wang and his family, and made them die of poisoning... why was it the flood which came? It aso attacked our followers..."

"Gu Shu can also bring up a disaster, can't it? Who knows, my interference makes a breakthrough?" Huan Shikang did not like Yun's confused muttering, it made him disturbed.

"It shouldn't be like that... And Gu Shu will never change its form either way."

Having been silent for a while, Rumilie decided to chime in, "It's okay, Master Yun. It is still ended with a good result. We can say that Heaven gets angry and brings down the flood to punish the dilapidated government, that Heaven is still on our side."

Yun was an idealistic woman. If she wanted Method A to work, then it must be Method A which worked and not another method. She was just like the genius scientists who usually possess tenacious nature. Actually, Rumilie did not like to engage her into his movement, but Huan Shikang as well his cronies liked her. Indeed, she was a genius. Speaking about capability, nobody could even rival her. Rumilie only complained about her tenacity which he assumed could hinder their victory. She keep insisting that the Gu Shu must be as it should be whatever happens, why the hell? Even The I-Ching states that everything is always changing. After all, our goals has been achieved. The method itself is no longer important. Well, but what can I do, she is the most genius expert especially in Gu Shu. We are fighting against the imperial family, so we should not mess around by just picking people carelessly...

"I agree with Rumilie!" Huan Shikang said. "The important thing is we can still bring down the government. Even if Zhu Su can live a long life without getting sick, even though he keeps healthy, but if he loses his power, we can still make him dead!" He chuckled.

"So, the conclusion is, this is not the result of Gu Shu?" De Ta asked for certain.

"Ah, Gu Shu or not is no longer important, the important thing is the result. The result! More and more Kaifeng people trust us, the reputation of the government falls down, and in the end, they will be overthrown!"

***

Soon after the rain stopped, Zhu Su immediately ordered the soldiers to carry out the evacuation although the flood had not yet subsided. This time, he monitored the disaster areas in person. Hu Nayin, Wu Qi, Chen Xinyi, and Liu Ku accompanied him. Right now Zhu Su allowed Hu Nayin to follow him since she could give help in everything related to Gu Shu.

"However, you must be careful. Remember, you are with child," Zhu Su reminded her.

Zhu Su had been reminding her so many times that he looked like an overprotective man. Responding to him, Hu Nayin curved a big smile.

The sky was still cloudy and the wind was still blowing hard when they arrived. They stood on a big dry rock, watching the soldiers busy searching for the dead bodies by burrowing into the flood. It was not easy to find the bodies since they had to scavenge for them in the water.

Hu Nayin automatically covered her face in horror as she watched the soldiers lined up lots of corpses in front of her. So many bodies, and the number still continued to grow

"Here is another one!" A soldier found a dead body, it was barely visible due to being tucked between the rocks.

"I've found it here too!" Another soldier found a body between the dead grasses.

Wu Qi counted the number of victims they've managed to find.

"Thirty-two in total, Your Highness," He reported.

"Is that right? Or there is still a possibility that some corpses are hidden somewhere?"

"Yes, Your Highness. They have searched until a very far area because they are worried that some corpses would be swept away, but no corpses is found."

"It's strange..." Liu Ku muttered. "Where are Huan Shikang and his cronies?" He kept glaring at the empty podium.

A flash of bad premonition ran through Zhu Su's mind. At the same time, Wu Qi drew his sword. "Evil Energy! Someone is after us!"