Zhu Yunxi turned his head, and two five or six-year-old girls wearing mourning clothes fell into the rain.
The elder of the two is called Ning'er, who is six years old, and the younger one, who is five years old, is called Xiu'er. They are Zhu Yunxi's half-sisters.
Speaking of which, they had the same life experience as Zhu Yunxi, first they lost their mother, and now they lost their father.
Their biological mother was originally a palace maid by Lu's side. When Lu was pregnant, she was sent to Zhu Biao's house. After they were born, their mother, who didn't even leave her name, suddenly fell ill and died.
Looking at the sad figure of Mr. Lu in front of him, Zhu Yunxi sneered in his heart. The palace is the most insidious place in the world, and no one here is simple.
Seeing the two girls fall, Zhu Yunxi quickly walked over, got ahead of the eunuch and the palace maid, and pulled them up with his own hands.
Don't cry. Does it hurt?
The two girls' big round eyes were filled with tears. They looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar third brother in front of them. They shook their heads first, and then nodded.
Come on, third brother, give me a hug!
As he spoke, Zhu Yunxi stretched out his arms and held the two girls in his arms.
The younger girl Xiu'er buried her little face in Zhu Yunxi's neck, and the older Ning'er asked in his ear, Third brother, will we never see our father again?
Even though he was not a relative, Zhu Yunxi felt sad after hearing this. The pictures in his memory told him that Zhu Biao was a good father. Just a few days before his death, he had to see his children with his own eyes and gave difficult instructions.
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Don't be afraid! Zhu Yunxi used his arms hard to make the two girls sit firmly. His brother will be here in the future!
Ning'er's tears flowed directly from her eyes to her cheeks, and she lay obediently on her brother's somewhat thin chest.
As Fengan Temple got closer, the wind got stronger and the rain got heavier.
The closer we got to the main hall, the more people there were. In the wind and rain, the guards with swords stood motionless under the palace wall. The civil servants knelt on the road leading to Feng'an Palace, wailing loudly.
The sound of wind, rain, and cries reached my ears. White robes, white clothes, and white jade belts were everywhere.
When Zhu Yunxi appeared next to the officials with the two girls in his arms, the officials cried even louder. Many people even looked at Zhu Yunxi with tears streaming down their faces and shook their heads to the ground.
Zhu Yunxi could clearly see that Lu and Zhu Yunwen in front turned their heads amid the sudden increase in crying.
A legitimate son is a legitimate son. It was said in the ancestral precepts of the Emperor Ming Dynasty promulgated by Zhu Yuanzhang himself that any emperor must be born to a legitimate mother. A concubine born to a concubine will not be able to establish a legitimate son. If a treacherous official abandons the legitimate son and establishes a concubine, the concubine must abide by the distinction.
When he moved, he sent a letter to report to the one who should be enthroned, so that he could ascend to the throne. The imperial court immediately executed the treacherous ministers, and he went to Hajj for three years, as before.
The emperor is old, but the prince left first. The emperor's love for the prince is known to the world. Although it is not known who will be the prince and crown prince next, as the only legitimate son of the prince Zhu Biao, Zhu Yunxi is more important than Zhu Yunwen in the eyes of the officials.
This bastard is much heavier.
There were still tears in Zhu Yunxi's eyes. He could not help but look at the officials along the way and express his gratitude to them as his legitimate son with his eyes.
After walking a few more steps, he was about to enter Fengan Hall, but his steps stopped.
They met three men with haggard faces, striding towards them. The two in front were in their forties, and the one in the back was in his fifties. They were all tall and powerful warriors.
Zhu Yunxi blurted out, second uncle, third uncle, uncle!
This should never appear in the palace, or in the mouth of the emperor's grandson. This is what ordinary people call their elders. Suddenly it came from Zhu Yunxi's mouth, and the three people opposite him were suddenly stunned.
Among the three people who came over, the first two tall and burly men were Zhu Yunxi's uncle and the sons of Chang Yuchun. The dark-faced one was his second uncle Chang Sheng, because his eldest uncle Chang Mao had passed away last year, and Chang Sheng attacked Zheng Guogong.
The title was later changed to Founding Duke.
The man next to him, who is slightly fairer and equally tall and bearded, is Zhu Yunxi's third uncle Chang Sen, who wears the hereditary title of Marquis Huaiyuan on his body.
And the man in his fifties who was in front of him, with eyes like daggers, a tall and thin body, and a body that seemed to be full of strength, was none other than General Lan Yu, who had made great military achievements and was a powerful figure in the fishing sea. According to seniority, this was Zhu Yunxi's uncle.
His mother's biological uncle.
These three people are the closest relatives besides Zhu Yunxi's parents.
In Zhu Yunxi's memory, these three people cared for him very much. They would send gifts to the palace regardless of the New Year. Last year, Lan Yu was fighting on the grassland, and on Zhu Yunxi's birthday, they even sent two ponies all the way across the country.
The words "uncle" and "great-uncle" immediately made the eyes of the three men, who had numerous military exploits and killed people without batting an eyelid, turn red.
It is said that meeting an uncle is like meeting a mother. Zhu Yunxi's shout is also due to the natural closeness and affection in the remaining memories.
I heard that you fainted this morning. Are you feeling better? Second uncle Chang Sheng asked in a trembling voice.
You must take care of yourself, you must not... you are the only mother you have! There were tears in Chang Sen's eyes.
Zhu Yunxi glanced at the faces of the three people and said sadly, thank you to the two uncles for thinking about it. The imperial doctor has seen it and found that my nephew fainted because he was too sad and he is fine!
There was no one around, and the guards and eunuchs were all far away, so Zhu Yunxi lowered his posture and called him uncle like an ordinary child.
Another uncle, two men who had followed Chang Yuchun in the northern and southern wars since childhood, their eyes were red and their shoulders were shaking slightly. This child was the child that their sister had risked her life to give birth to. This child also had blood flowing from him.
With the blood of their Chang family.
Chang Sen said hoarsely, "As long as it's okay, please take care of yourself!"
My nephew's life is miserable! Zhu Yunxi hugged the girls and said with a wry smile, "Without my mother, and now without my father, who will love me for a child without a father and a mother!"
What nonsense are you talking about? Lan Yu stepped forward, with red eyes, and said slowly and seriously, "My child, my mother is my uncle. Without my parents, you still have your uncles, and I, my great-uncle! We love you, we love you."
Look after you, we'll help you! Saying that, look around, hum, if anyone doesn't open his eyes, dare to show your face, let's see how we deal with him!
After saying that, he looked coldly towards the direction where Lu and Zhu Yunwen were sitting in Fengan Hall.
No wonder this man was killed by Zhu Yuanzhang for his great achievements in history. You must know that this is the palace. No matter whether there is anyone around or not, you, Lan Yu, as a minister, cannot say such things, let alone you.
This is arrogant and domineering, and in a more serious sense, you can be said to be arrogant.
Although Lan Yu expressed concern for Zhu Yunxi both inside and outside her words, her wanton words and arrogant demeanor were too arrogant.
At this time, two more sixty-year-old men walked quickly. Although the two old men had white hair and beards, their steps were sonorous and powerful, and they did not look old at all.
Two names suddenly came to Zhu Yunxi's mind. These two names were Feng Sheng, Duke of Song Dynasty, and Fu Youde, Duke of Ying State. They were both veteran ministers of the Ming Dynasty who had gone through many hardships and had great military exploits.