Zhu Yuanzhang was feeling anxious at this time.

When people face results, they always have wild thoughts.

He has tried his best to control his thoughts, but he still can't help thinking about it.

If the coffin in the mausoleum really contained the remains of his eldest grandson, he would not know how to face it.

To get to Xiaoling Mausoleum from the Imperial Palace, you can go directly through the back door of the palace and arrive in about an hour.

This short hour seemed as long as a hundred years to Zhu Yuanzhang.

When the carriage stopped, Zhu Yuanzhang sighed softly and got off the carriage.

Hundreds of Jinyiwei accompanied him, and the Xiaoling guards had put the entire road from the entrance to Prince Yu's tomb under martial law.

When Zhu Yuanzhang was about to set off, someone had already notified him to do so as soon as possible, and the Xiaoling Guards had also made preparations.

The careful Xiaoling guards had even built a simple staircase on the edge of the ten-meter-deep pit.

Zhu Yuanzhang walked down, looked at the tiles above the mausoleum, and walked to the side of the cave entrance.

All the guards of the Xiaoling Mausoleum bowed their heads, knelt on one knee, and shouted "Long live the emperor".

Only after Zhu Yuanzhang finished saying "stand up" did he stand up.

"Someone has gone down to investigate."

Looking at the cave entrance which was still pitch black in the sunlight, Zhu Yuanzhang asked the captain of the Xiaoling Guard next to him.

With the arrival of His Majesty, the centurions who were on guard at night were obviously not qualified.

"Your Majesty, apart from a few spies who went down yesterday, no one else has gone down yet." The captain of the Xiaoling Guard replied respectfully.

Zhu Yuanzhang nodded and ordered: "Send someone to investigate now."

"As you wish."

Upon hearing this, the Captain of the Xiaoling Guard immediately began to arrange personnel and make preparations.

Liu Rixin was about to speak, wanting to say something about the issue of Yang Qi, but when he saw His Majesty's anxious and expectant eyes, he stopped immediately.

After hesitating for a while, he persuaded: "Your Majesty, the cement here was damaged yesterday and may collapse. Please move."

Zhu Yuanzhang frowned slightly, looked at the ground, and said, "Let's wait here."

Hearing this, Liu He and Jiang Li who were following nearby suddenly became anxious.

"Your Majesty, this place is extremely dangerous. Please move to the upper side and I will help you guard it." Liu He said anxiously.

The ground where Zhu Yuanzhang was standing had already had slight cracks on it, and it was bottomless. If it collapsed, the consequences would be disastrous.

The surrounding Xiaoling Guards, Liu Rixin, the Imperial Observatory and other officials all tried to persuade him.

"Your Majesty is the sky of the Ming Dynasty. If there is any mistake, the sky will collapse. Your Majesty, please think of the people of the world and move to the upper part to watch."

Jiang Li knelt on one knee and tried to persuade him.

Zhu Yuanzhang hesitated for a moment, did not insist, and walked upwards.

At this moment, what he was thinking about was what would happen to his eldest grandson who was living in the wild if something really happened to him.

Zhu Yuanzhang watched from the edge of the nearest deep pit.

Several elite soldiers of the Xiaoling Guard tied ropes, carried torches, and began to go down the cave.

Needless to say, the soldiers who were able to go down were all the best in the army with excellent physical fitness.

After half an hour, with Zhu Yuanzhang waiting anxiously, the Xiaoling Guards who had gone down finally came up.

Zhu Yuanzhang summoned him directly and asked about the situation below.

"Reporting to your majesty, the mausoleum below collapsed, a large hole appeared in the middle, and the main tomb chamber fell down."

"We continued to look down and found a huge crack several dozen meters deep, with an underground river at the bottom."

Xiaolingwei reported.

Zhu Yuanzhang understood immediately after hearing this.

I'm afraid the tomb of my eldest grandson has collapsed directly.

After thinking for a while, Zhu Yuanzhang shouted, "Immediately dispatch 20 general guns to blast open the tomb."

"I obey your order."

Upon hearing this, the Captain of the Xiaoling Guards immediately arranged for personnel to begin mobilizing artillery.

This general cannon is the most powerful cannon of the Ming Dynasty today.

Twenty artillery pieces bombarding the mausoleum could directly blow all the cement above the mausoleum into pieces.

In the regular army of the Ming Dynasty, there are ten artillerymen and thirty fire commanders for every hundred people.

The firearms equipping rate reached 40 percent.

Xiaoling Mausoleum is a royal mausoleum, and the proportion of firearms owned by the army is as high as over 60%.

The reason why gunpowder was not used to blow it up earlier.

First of all, it is because of the power of gunpowder. It is impossible to directly blow up the mountain, and it is also easy to cause collapse. The current powdered gunpowder is not very strong in actual power.

Secondly, as a royal mausoleum, the extensive use of gunpowder would easily affect the feng shui of the Xiaoling Mausoleum.

At present, the roof of the mausoleum only has a layer of cement, and the fastest way to blow it up is to use gunpowder.

Moreover, the current underground conditions are not clear enough to cause a secondary collapse.

Soon twenty artillery pieces were mobilized.

After the order from the captain of the Xiaoling Guard.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! …

The entire deep pit was suddenly filled with smoke and earth-shattering noises filled the sky. Liu Rixin and other officials from the Imperial Observatory saw such power for the first time.

I was so scared that my legs and feet went weak and I almost fell to the ground.

Zhu Yuanzhang remained calm. Having fought for many years, he was very familiar with the power of firearms.

As the smoke cleared, the situation inside the mausoleum became apparent.

The middle of the entire deep pit sank again by nearly six meters, and the conditions of the various tombs inside were clearly visible.

As the King of Yu, Zhu Xiongying enjoyed the standard of a prince. It can be clearly seen that there are several tombs, one of which contains a large number of dry bones.

Those were all palace maids and eunuchs who were buried alive with the emperor.

The most eye-catching thing is the location of the main tomb chamber. A huge deep pit appears, and it is bottomless below.

Zhu Yuanzhang stood up and looked towards the deep pit, and could vaguely see what looked like a steep cliff.

"Search carefully to find out where the coffin of King Yu went."

After Zhu Yuanzhang finished speaking, he sat down again. For some reason, he felt relieved when he saw this situation.

Perhaps not finding the coffin is the best outcome for him.

The big pit was completely blown up by artillery fire, making it easier for the Xiaoling Guards to maneuver. Hundreds of them had iron chains or hemp ropes tied around their waists.

They formed a group, held torches in hand, and began to explore downwards.

A large number of Xiaoling guards started the investigation with great efficiency, and the following situation would be reported in detail soon.

Affected by the previous earthquake, a large crack opened up just below the main tomb chamber of King Yu's Tomb.

Beneath the crack is a wide underground river.

The guards of the Xiaoling Mausoleum began to search carefully for traces related to the coffin, and some broken pieces of wood were found in the cracks.

"Your Majesty, these pieces of wood are all golden nanmu, which is needed to make wooden coffins. There are no trees growing on the steep cliffs below. If I am not mistaken, they were left by His Royal Highness Prince Yu's wooden coffin at that time."

Liu He held the block of wood in his hand and said after examining it carefully.

The specifications of the tombs of royal family members are that they are wooden coffins within stone outer coffins.

Since fragments of the wooden coffin were found in the cracks, it means that the stone coffin must have been opened.

Such a picture began to appear in Zhu Yuanzhang's mind.

After the eldest grandson’s coffin was buried.

The next night, the stars moved, the earth dragon rolled, and in an invisible place underground, the ground cracked open and swallowed up the entire main tomb chamber.

During this process, the coffin was hit hard and squeezed by the rolling of the earth dragon, causing the entire coffin to shatter and the body of the eldest grandson fell into the underground river.

Thinking of this, Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly remembered what his eldest grandson had told him, that he was once picked up from the river by someone.

He couldn't help but stand up and shout, "Check where this underground river leads to."

The Xiaoling Guards below immediately reported the direction of the river. Liu Rixin made a brief calculation and replied, "Your Majesty, judging from the direction of the river, it should pass through Xuanwu Lake and finally flow into the Yangtze River."

At the northwest foot of the mountain of Zhongshan Xiaoling Mausoleum is Xuanwu Lake, with Biwa Lake and Baima Lake in between.

The lake water is all running water, not stagnant water, and the underground waterways are very obvious.

When Zhu Yuanzhang heard Liu Rixin's words, his face flushed and his body trembled with excitement.

"We understand! We understand!"

"It matches, it matches everything. The coffin of our eldest grandson fell from here, through the underground river, and directly into the Yangtze River."

Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't help but speak, and when he thought of his eldest grandson's situation at that time, he felt even more sad.

"This underground river is winding and twisting. I don't know how much suffering my grandson went through. His clothes were torn to pieces. He was blessed by God and survived."

"It's all my fault. It's because I listened to those quack doctors. Otherwise, my sister wouldn't have passed away so quickly."

"I buried my grandson alive with my own hands. If it weren't for God's blessing, I would not be able to face my grandson and my eldest sister in the underworld."

Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't help but burst into tears.

Jiang Li, Liu He and others who knew the situation around them immediately knelt down and advised His Majesty to take care of his health.

Liu Rixin, who was standing aside, felt as if struck by thunder when he heard His Majesty's words.

Scenes of Zhu Ying suddenly emerged in my mind.

At this moment, all doubts disappeared.

Confirming my guess, the Zhu Ying I had seen before was the emperor's eldest grandson, His Royal Highness Prince Yu, Zhu Xiongying.

It took a long time for Zhu Yuanzhang to recover from his sadness, and then he suddenly felt enlightened.

At this point, he no longer had any doubts about the identity of his eldest grandson.

Especially the piece of cloth that the eldest grandson is about to send, which is undoubtedly ironclad evidence.

After taking the handkerchief handed to him by Liu He and wiping it, Zhu Yuanzhang became energetic and his eyes, which were originally a little cloudy, became much brighter.

At this moment, exactly at noon, the sun hanging high in the sky was shining brightly.

In Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes, this great sun is like the powerful Ming Empire today.

With the eldest grandson ascending the throne, the future Ming Empire will become more prosperous and powerful.

"Big sister, did you see that? It's our grandson, our real grandson. He's not dead. After ten years, he's finally back."

Zhu Yuanzhang looked towards the direction of Empress Ma's tomb and muttered to himself.

Queen Ma's tomb is not far from Zhu Xiongying's mausoleum.

From where Zhu Yuanzhang stood, he could just see part of Queen Ma's tomb.

Gradually, Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes became more determined.

He already had deeper concerns in his heart, and he wanted to clear away all obstacles for his eldest grandson to ascend the throne.

Whoever stands in the way will die!