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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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IT IS NOT OYER YET 3

That conversation was not considered by Zhu Su even in the slightest, he was already busy handling Zhou Fan Wang Guo, because even though Zhu Youdun managed to handle it very well, he was still a thirteen-year-old boy with less experience and hence he needed to fix many things since his departure to Yunnan. But it was not the case with Zhu Youxun. That conversation really disturbed his mind. Every word spoken by his father, as well as his tone when speaking it, was a great disturbance for Zhu Youxun. Because the result of that conversation for him was, he would not have any chance to become Zhou Wang. Because, his father had no intention to become the next Ming Emperor (if his father became emperor, he would certainly be enfeoffed with a big city), and insisted on making Zhu Youdun the heir to the throne as well.

Moreover, he figured out that Zhu Su was very satisfied with Zhu Youdun. Zhu Youdun was very talented in poetry, also had a very deep philosophical thought. After officially becoming Zhou Shi Zi, Zhu Youdun was more confident in showing his hidden talents. And it turned out to make him even more skyrocketed.

"Brilliant, Youdun. So brilliant!" Zhu Su applauded while listening to the poem Zhu Youdun was reading in front of all government officials.

Seeing Zhu Su applauded joyfully, the officials immediately applauded happily, following their lord's gestures. "Awesome, Your Highness! Really enchanting!"

Zhu Youdun smiled gracefully. The whole palace was now filled with joyful laughter and praiseworthy exclamations.

Zhu Youxun hated this scene so much.

"Humph! Youdun, Youdun, only Youdun who appears in his eyes, all the time!" In his private room, Zhu Youxun yelled like a mad. "He is lying and making excuse by using Huang-Ming Zuxun! He indeed favors of Brother! Actually, he has the right not to follow Huang-Ming Zuxun when choosing his successor, he's the Fan Wang of this Fan Wang Guo after all, it's not grandfather who becomes the leader here, it's him! Liar! He indeed wants to make Brother the next Zhou Wang!"

Very angry, Zhu Youxun grabbed a large jar and slammed it to the ground until it was smashed into pieces. The servants, frightened by the anger of their little lord, hurried to prostrate deeply, "Your Highness... please calm down, Your Highness..."

"I can't calm down! Because I'm sick of seeing this scene all the time!"

"Which kind of scene makes you sick, Youxun, to the extent that you can act such barbaric?"

Zhu Youxun went white. Zhu Su was standing right in front of the door, staring at him sharply.

Inevitably Zhu Youxun was scared. Fu Wang must have heard all my expletives just now! What should I do?!... His brain was spinning fast, he must give an answer that could make things back to normal... no. It would be better if he could give the answers which would help him achieve his ambition.

In a jiffy, that answer passed inside his brain.

"Fu Wang! In fact, are you satisfied with all my achievements?!" Zhu Youxun's voice when asking was not as sweet and pampering as usual. His voice was harsh, and demanding.

"Youxun, what's wrong with you? So you're mad at me, to the extent you can break a jar and shocking people just because of that?!" Zhu Su sighed. "Now you ask me whether I'm satisfied with your achievement or not. Then let me tell you. I'm always satisfied with every achievement of my children. Because all of you are my own flesh and blood. Understand?!"

Zhu Youxun was sullen.

"Now it's my turn to ask. Why do you suddenly ask that question? Do I ever disappoint you? I force you to study too hard? I don't think so. You are a boy who is proficient in all lessons, you are very diligent and smart. I am proud of your accomplishment. So what is the problem? What's wrong?"

"If that's that case... You should put me in the list of your heir, not only creating Brother to be single candidate!"

For a moment, Zhu Su's mouth fell open since he did not expect that it was the type of protest his second son would utter. But as time went by, everything became crystal clear. The conversation a few days ago he once forgotten suddenly made sense for him. He totally understood now, what exactly happened with Zhu Youxun.