"The imperial doctor, why are you standing here stupidly? Why don't you go to the imperial doctor quickly?"

The East Palace was in chaos.

Crown Princess Zhang scolded the palace officials with an anxious look on her face, asking them to go find the imperial doctor quickly.

"Ouch, ouch!"

As soon as the palace people left, Zhu Pangpang ran in panting and trembling all over.

When he saw his wife, he seemed to have found a backbone and ran to Madam Zhang. He raised his hands in front of Madam Zhang with a sad face and said, "You touch her, my hands are still trembling now."

Mrs. Zhang was also heartbroken that her husband was so frightened.

She reached out and grabbed her husband's hand to comfort her. Just after patting her a few times, Ms. Zhang suddenly remembered something and hurriedly scolded: "Why are you trembling? It's not like I shot you. Why did you come back? Where is the old man? Why didn't my second brother come back?"

return?"

Zhu Pangpang was stunned for a moment when he mentioned the old man and his second son.

"emperor!"

He exclaimed and slapped his forehead suddenly.

He turned around and ran towards the inner palace.

After running a few steps, Zhu Pangpang stopped suddenly and turned back to Madam Zhang and said, "By the way, keep an eye on her. This girl must not die. The old man cares about this matter."

The more he thought about it, the more depressed he became. Zhu Pangpang clapped his hands in frustration, pinched his waist and said angrily: "This arrow might as well have been shot at me."

When her husband said such nonsense, Mrs. Zhang felt unhappy and snorted softly with her eyes widened.

"You...hum, you said this 20 years ago. I was blind before marrying you. I am always on tenterhooks. The old one is acting up, and the young one is disobedient..."

The wife spoke louder and louder, and the panicked Zhu Pangpang quickly stopped.

"Shhhhhhh... don't say this nonsense."

"Okay, I understand, go ahead!"

Mrs. Zhang understood that she almost made a mistake just now, so she glared at her husband angrily, and rushed Zhu Pangpang to see the old man.

When leaving, I didn't forget to tell Zhu Pangpang that if he met Zhu Zhangui, he should also go to the old man's place.

Outside Zhu Di's palace.

Zhu Zhangui held two training knives and looked outside under the pleading eyes of the guards.

Under the stairs of the palace.

The three tough guys who had been scolded were having a very harmonious exchange.

Soon, the cordial exchange between the three brothers broke up.

After the three people left, Zhu Zhangui walked out from behind the stairs, holding two knives and walked into the palace.

"Your Highness the Second Emperor, you..."

The guard on duty stopped Zhu Zhangui and pointed to the two knives in Zhu Zhangui's arms with an embarrassed look on his face.

"This is a training knife, fake!"

After waiting for the other party to check, Zhu Zhangui ignored the other party's obstruction and stepped into Zhu Di's palace.

"What? You can't help it anymore, are you planning to take action directly?"

As soon as Zhu Zhangui stepped through the door, Zhu Di's roar rang out from the inner hall.

The old man pretends to be really like him.

Zhu Zhangui curled his lips and shouted to the inner hall.

"Grandpa, it's me, Zhangui."

The inner hall was quiet for a moment.

"Get in!"

"well!"

Zhu Zhangui responded, and walked in with two knives under Little Nose's wary eyes.

As soon as he entered the inner hall, Zhu Zhangui saw Zhu Di, who had changed into a black coarse cotton-padded jacket, looking at him with a cold face.

"What are you doing here? You brought two knives with you. You want to deal with me, an old man who is blocking the way, for your father!"

Zhu Zhangui felt awkward after hearing the old man's sinister words.

I kindly came over to accompany the old man, but the old man didn't appreciate it.

"cough."

Zhu Zhangui put the two training knives on the table next to him, coughed dryly, looked at Zhu Di and said: "Grandpa, you have been fighting on the battlefield all your life, and you have very rich combat experience. Logically speaking, the assassin's first arrow

After the shot misses and before the second arrow is fired, you can avoid the gap in between."

The old man narrowed his eyes slightly and stared directly at Zhu Zhangui.

Zhu Zhangui was not afraid and looked seriously into the old man's eyes.

"But you didn't hide away. My grandson wondered if you had been the emperor for a long time and had become a little lax. You no longer had the vigilance you had on the battlefield."

The old man's expression suddenly became unhappy.

Maybe other old men don't care, but if they doubt their own fighting vigilance, that won't work.

The old man has experienced countless life and death on the battlefield for half his life. In terms of battle vigilance, he believes that there are few enemies in the world. This is his pride.

But he didn't expect that the aspect he was most proud of would be questioned by his grandson.

"Little brat, what do you want to do? Just say it and get out of here as soon as possible. I'll get upset just looking at you."

Zhu Zhangui quits.

Rolling up his sleeves and staring at the old man.

"Old man, what you said is a bit hurtful. Now I see that I am upset. Then why didn't I see you upset when you took my money?"

This is really unreasonable.

When you are rich, you are called a good grandson.

When you have no money, call me kid.

The more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he became. Zhu Zhangui picked up two training knives and threw one to the old man.

"Old man, in view of your humiliation to me, and in order to restore your fighting vigilance, I, the second emperor of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Zhangui, officially challenge you to a duel between men."

Grabbing the training knife casually, Zhu Di looked at the angry little kid and suddenly smiled with a straight face.

"Okay, little boy, dare to challenge me. No one has challenged me for many years. You challenge me, and grandpa accepts."

"Today I will let you understand what it means to be a veteran, and what it means to be ginger or old."

"Old man, stop arguing with words. We will see the truth behind the scenes."

Zhu Zhangui retorted, tightened the training knife in his hand, and took the lead in launching the attack.

"drink!"

With a loud shout from his mouth, Zhu Zhangui stepped forward quickly, stabbed the old man in the lower abdomen with a knife.

"Well done!"

The old man shouted with satisfaction at his grandson's sharp action.

Holding a knife with a horizontal bar, he deflected Zhu Zhangui's thrust, then exerted force on his waist, slammed into him, and hooked his foot.

Hearing an "ouch" sound, Zhu Zhangui sat down on the ground.

"Haha... little brat, are you convinced? It's because I don't like you. If you want to beat me with your skills, go back and practice for two more years!"

Zhu Di leaned on the ground with his knife and looked at Zhu Zhangui jokingly.

Zhu Zhangui climbed up from the ground unconvinced, picked up the dropped knife, raised his sleeve and wiped his nose.

"Old man, don't underestimate people. When I was nine years old, I dared to kill people. When I was ten years old, I slept among the dead. When I was eleven or twelve years old, I dared to lead a charge on the battlefield. When I was thirteen years old, I massacred a small country."

Zhu Di raised his eyebrows.

"so what?"

Zhu Zhangui took up his posture and looked at the old man.

"I am not a hothouse flower like my elder brother. I will get discouraged and give up when things happen."

"In my life dictionary, there are no words such as submission and defeat. My life motto..."

Zhu Zhangui picked up the knife in his hand and slashed at the old man.

"The heaven and the earth are great and I am the greatest. My fate is determined by me and not by heaven."

Zhu Di's eyes widened.

This kid is so crazy.
To be continued...