Could it be that the queen mother did not have a happy death in history? Zhu Biao's face became depressed.
It’s not just Zhu Biao? Lao Zhu and Queen Ma were like this too. Zhu Di also lowered his head and didn’t know what he was thinking. Zhu Su saw that Lao Zhu’s face was slumped, no longer as heroic as before, and Queen Ma also had a look on her face.
Confused, suddenly learning about the tragic ending of the Zhu family really hit them a bit harder.
Zhu Su thought something was wrong in his heart, and quickly cheered up and persuaded: "What's going on? Why are you so depressed?"
"If there is no self, or if I don't care about the identity of this time traveler, then that's it. I don't know everything, and there is no way to prevent each of these incidents."
"But since we know it in advance, we just don't let it happen again!"
"For example, the second brother did treat his servants harshly before, but I have already advised him. Judging from his appearance, I think he has listened."
"And Third Brother, since we know that he is weak, let him exercise more frequently in the future, that's it! Are you still afraid that he won't be able to develop a good body through exercise?"
"It's not too late to fix the situation before the sheep is lost. The sheep are not dead yet. We have already foresighted it. Are we still afraid that we cannot rewrite history and hold the sky with only one hand?"
Zhu Su's words were a good medicine, making Lao Zhu's eyes shine again. He took a deep breath and felt that this breath had brought back all the heroic spirit that had just dispersed. He looked at
Zhu Su, with no trace of appreciation or relief in his eyes: "That's right! What Lao Wu said is right!"
"Zhu Chongba, what gate of hell have we not passed through? What gate of hell have we not stepped through? Back then, we were blindfolded and fought to achieve the great cause of the Ming Dynasty. Now our eyes are bright, but it's just history, are we still afraid that we can't change it?
"
This kind of pressure has now been put to rest by the kind Empress Ma...
Zhu Su just held up his eyelids. Now that the big stone had been removed from his body and heart, he naturally fell into a deep sleep. He slept until the next day. When he woke up the next day, Queen Ma immediately brought the porridge.
Come on, Yandao cooked porridge last night, but Zhu Su didn't wake up and she couldn't bear to wake him up. Now this porridge was newly cooked this morning.
When Zhu Su heard this, his nose felt sour. He had acted calmly and indifferently before, and then acted like he was generous. Wasn't he trying to cover up his guilt and panic?
Knowing that most of the relatives and brothers around him will die badly and fall apart in the future, he can only think of ways to change secretly. Occasionally he dreams about it at midnight, and worries that everything he does will be in vain...
"Mother understands." Empress Ma touched his head. "My son is a rare time traveler and a unique person in the world. With Su'er here, mother will naturally have nothing to worry about. You can rest first.
, Mom, go and make you a bowl of porridge, and you can drink it when you wake up."
Empress Ma smiled tenderly and lifted the quilt for him. Zhu Su knew that he would no longer have to bear the burden on his heart by himself.
The Qianqing Palace, which had been noisy and busy for several days, seemed to have completely calmed down. No one in the world could know what the two father and son said in detail in the palace. I only know that at this time in the palace, the father must be loving and the son is filial, and they are enjoying themselves...
Zhu Biao, Zhu Su and Queen Ma all laughed. Queen Ma touched the back of Zhu Su's head and said with emotion: "It's hard for you to carry these things alone for so long. I am so friendly to you and Di'er, so it must be the same."
It’s because you’ve been subtle about it since you were a child.”
But we are the only ones who have lived alone for seventy years...seventy years!
So long...
Zhu Su nodded and smiled, and then the father and son closed the door in the Qianqing Palace. In the past few days, they allowed Zhu Su to recuperate while discussing the past and present. Hearing that Beiyuan was finally defeated by Lan Yu and fell apart, Lao Zhu couldn't help but feel happy. Laughing loudly, he immediately shouted with joy when he heard that Emperor Yongle Zhu Di led his cavalry to Jingmobei and no one could stop him. He heard that his grandson Zhu Gaochi passed away not long after he ascended the throne and he couldn't help but sigh.
"Yes." Zhu Su wiped away the tears that had not yet fallen and nodded. He smiled and said, "I don't know where the sand came from. I accidentally lost my eyesight..."
While drinking porridge, he saw Lao Zhu rushing over. Emperor Hongwu, who was busy with paperwork, couldn't help but smile warmly when he saw this scene. The father and son persuaded Queen Ma to rest, and Lao Zhu was in a good mood and dismissed all the servants. The palace maid sat opposite Zhu Su: "Lao Wu, are you still energetic today?"
"If the thief God really dares to arrange for me like this, I, Zhu Chongba, will kill him even if I fight him!"
"I haven't been able to ask you about the various events in history in detail before. Today you need to tell us one by one according to time and tell us the details of the Ming Dynasty in history."
With the heavy burden off his mind, Zhu Su suddenly felt sleepy. Looking at the tears remaining on Queen Ma's face, he still felt uneasy and said to her: "Mother, please don't hurt your body. These tragic futures will Son, I will change it for you one by one. If you get hurt because of this, I will never regret it."
Lao Zhu deliberately stayed until the end. Seeing that his first wife and his eldest son and his fourth son had stepped out of the palace, Zhu Su seemed to be struggling to maintain his energy and wanted to say something to him. He quietly came over and said, "Su'er, your queen mother... "
After saying that, he would come and feed him himself, without using any servants or maids, just like a poor family taking care of their young children.
"In the future, your eldest brother and I will try to make up for the lost situation and protect the great rivers and mountains of our Ming Dynasty!"
"If something happens in the future, you must not carry it on your own! You still have parents and brothers, how can you let a little kid like you carry such a big worry?"
I don’t know how the senior time travelers in the novels I read in my previous life always carried forward under the pressure of this prophetic vision, and how they always kept the secrets of the time travelers secret from their dearest people until they die. of.
Anyway, from now on, my family and brothers will bear my burden.
"Father knows." He touched Zhu Su's head. His pride as an emperor returned to his heart. Now that he knew this, he just had to prepare and resist with all his strength. He even knew the date, so he could get together in advance. Famous doctors in the world. Even if it is a sudden illness, it may not be impossible to recover. At this moment, he understood the reason why Zhu Su cried and asked the whole family to accompany him for a physical examination when he was a child: both his sister and Biao'er died of unknown diseases, and Su'er This physical examination system is created to discover the root cause of the disease early so that it can be treated as soon as possible!
"Go to sleep. When you have had enough sleep, dad will come see you again, and then we, father and son, will talk about the future of the world!" Lao Zhu touched Zhu Su's head and felt that it was great to have such a son.
"Historical records show that my mother died on Bingxu day in the eighth lunar month of the fifteenth year of Hongwu. I only know that she died of illness, but I don't know what the illness was." Zhu Su said. "Dad, you must protect your mother!"
With that said, he greeted Zhu Biao and Zhu Di went out.
Lao Zhu felt his heart tremble. His wife died of illness in the fifteenth year of Hongwu's reign. He could not imagine how he spent the remaining decades in "history". Biao'er was gone and his wife was gone. I can no longer hear the girl’s voice calling me Zhongba. What’s the feeling of sitting on a cold dragon chair?
The female phoenix is lying under the purple mountain, and there is no soft voice calling Chongba anymore.
"Yes! Fuck Tamar!" the young bandit Zhu Di responded.
Suddenly, a roar pierced the hard-won peace in the Qianqing Palace:
"What? A total of 500,000 people from the whole country were defeated by a mere 20,000 people?"
"What does this trash Zhu Qizhen do for food???"
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