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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 TYRANNICAL RULER 3

A eunuch rushed over to Zhu Yi. He whispered, "Your Highness... this is bad, Your Highness!"

"What's bad?!" He was in such an exciting state, however, someone was ruining that, Zhu Yi automatically burned in anger.

"Zhou Wang has arrived here!"

Zhu Yi's mouth fell open. "What?! Fifth Brother is here?!"

The eunuch nodded. "His face is full of anger, and he would surely enter here if I didn't quickly hold him back. What should we do, Your Highness?"

Zhu Yi realized that most of his older siblings did not like him, to be precise, did not like his messy lifestyle. He had expected that Zhu Su came here to do something bad. He was busy thinking for the best way to deal with Zhu Su, when Zhu Su - who could not wait anymore - broke into the H?hall, and in a flash, had been standing in front of him.

"Fifth Brother!" Zhu Yi automatically shouted.

Zhu Su, Hu Nayin, and Wu Qi had been standing in the middle of the hall. Zhu Su now glared at Zhu Yi, his eyes flared with anger.

"I never thought that the news I heard is true..." Zhu Su said coldly. "You are a very despicable person, Yi."

Terrified, Yi quickly turned his dumbfounded expression into a sweet smile. No matter how evil Zhu Yi was, he was very scared when it came to his brothers, due to his status as the youngest prince. Besides, Zhu Su was the son of the empress while Zhu Yi was the son of a concubine, it made Zhu Yi even more cringe. His stuck thoughts led him to lick his brother's boot.

"Fifth Brother! Long time no see! How are you?" Zhu Yi asked in a very kind voice.

Zhu Su made no reply, he kept staring at Zhu Yi with raised eyebrows.

"You are thirst for entertainment, right? Well! I have that entertainment!" He clapped his hands. "Guys! Come on, give great entertainment to Zhou Wang!"

Since the men and women were the commoners inexperienced with palace customs, plus they were so scared that they could not move as if they got petrified. They just looked at Zhu Yi and Zhu Su, eyes widened in fear.

Zhu Yi shouted exasperatedly. "Heh, what the hell are you doing?!" He waved at the captain, who immediately knew Zhu Yi's purpose.

The captain dragged several beautiful girls, and pushed them so hard that they soon fell on their knees in front of Zhu Su.

"Now, let's pay respect to Zhou Wang! And after that, serve him!" Zhu Yi shouted again.

Still kneeling on the floor, the girls stuttered, "Greet... ings... to... Your Highness..."

If Zhu Su was overpowered by anger and because of that he instead kept silent while tried hard to master his anger, then Hu Nayin did the opposite. She could not hold back her anger anymore. Since she saw soldiers arresting the girls who kept screaming pitifully in the village, the anger had begun to fill her, but she kept holding it because she did not wish to be reckless and her action instead let Zhu Su into trouble. But at this time, when she saw the girls were treated indecently, now even being dragged like animals to serve the lust of men, she suddenly could not control her anger anymore. The miserable expressions on the half-naked girls who could only kneel in fear at Zhu Su's feet blinded her logic.

"Yi Wang! You are really going too far!" She shouted. "Don't you see these girls suffering so much because of your abuse! As a leader, you don't protect your people and instead torment them! Unforgivable! You should learn to be a wise leader! Learn once again to be a good leader!"

Hu Nayin's scolding did not make Zhu Yi be aware, but instead took off his dupery mask. He was afraid of Zhu Su, but he looked down on Hu Nayin. Zhu Yi cursed back at Hu Nayin as fiercely as a lion, "Hey! It is you who should learn etiquette once again, barbarous woman! Don't you dare teach me, bitch! You are just a descendant of a low barbarian who only deserves to be passed around to satisfy man's lust! You..."

Zhu Yi could not continue his sentence; Zhu Su had slapped him.

The unmannerly Fan Wang now clutched his cheek which turned reddish from the slap. It was the first time for him to see his brother got so furious with him.

"How dare you say such words to your sister-in-law..." Zhu Su said fiercely. He grabbed Zhu Yi by the collar. "Don't think I dare not teach you a lesson, huh..."

Zhu Yi looked back at Zhu Su with wide, scared eyes.

"Bring them all back to their homes!" Zhu Su yelled.

"B... but... Bro..."

"Say no more. Bring them all back, here and now!"

Having no other choice, Zhu Yi muttered, "All of you... go back to your own homes..."

Zhu Yi's low mutter made a large scale response. Every man and woman fell to their knees, exclaiming in delight, "Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness!" Then immediately fled the Great Hall as quickly as possible, worried that Zhu Yi would change his order unexpectedly and they got no other chance to escape.

A moment later, the Great Hall had been deserted. Only the three of them, as well as few court ladies and eunuchs remained there.

Zhu Su just loosed Zhu Yi's collar right now. Zhu Yi held his neck, coughing. Zhu Su walked over to the royal throne and sat on it, glaring at Zhu Yi, who was sullen in annoyance. He sighed, "Why do you always do this, Yi? Can't you be a well-mannered leader? Becoming a leader who protects his people? To be a useful person for your country? Why do you instead waste your life on activities like this?"

"You are wrong... this is precisely an excellent activity that makes my life meaningful... as well as prevents me from falling under suspicious of the central government."