He is an old man wearing coarse cloth clothes, with his hair tied up with wooden hairpins, and a tall frame with long arms and legs.
The old man is a little thin, but not weak.
On his square face, a half-black and half-white beard grew down to his chest.
Although he is an old man, his eyes are so bright, like two lights that can see through people's hearts.
But the bright eyes at this moment were full of sadness.
Tears accumulated in the corners of his eyes, and he stubbornly held back the tears from falling.
One step, two steps, three steps.
The old man moved forward slowly. Even though he was sad, his back was straight and his chest was broad. When he was walking like a dragon and a tiger, he looked like a tiger king patrolling his territory, which made people dare not look directly at him.
He is the genius of the generation, Hongwu Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang!
See Your Majesty!
Long live my emperor!
Everyone in the palace stopped crying and kowtowed humbly and respectfully in greeting.
Long live? The corners of Zhu Yuanzhang's mouth moved, his blood-red eyes looked at the coffin in the palace, and he sneered twice. Our son is gone, and you still call us long live! What the hell do you live for?
For a moment, there was silence in the hall.
Zhu Yuanzhang continued to move forward slowly. Although his body was straight, every step seemed to be very difficult.
His cold gaze swept across the hall, and no one dared to meet his gaze. All he saw were humble, kneeling, and surrendered bodies.
These people are all crying, but how many of them are sincere? Is the sadness in your heart comparable to mine?
Zhu Yuanzhang looked at the people in the palace, the maids, eunuchs, ministers, and relatives of the emperor, and sneered in his heart.
Until his eyes stopped on a person.
Zhu Yunxi, the grandson who is usually cowardly, stupid, and very naughty.
The grandson was kneeling there, his face and body covered with tears, and his white clothes were soaked. He bit his lip tightly to prevent himself from crying. Under his white teeth, there was bright red blood coming from biting his lip.
Just be stupid! He is a good boy who knows how to cry for his father sincerely!
If you are a coward, be a coward! Who dares to bully our direct grandson of the Zhu family?
Thinking about it, Zhu Yuanzhang nodded slightly to Zhu Yunxi as he walked.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Zhu Yunxi rang his head three times and knelt on the gold bricks on the floor of the hall. The hall was filled with the echo of his kowtow.
He raised his head, bit his lip, and shouted out one word from his hoarse throat.
Lord!
Ye Yiyi, sincere love!
A loud voice, full of affection!
The sound of "Master" brings endless grievance!
Ye Yiyi has infinite desire!
A single word can hurt the whole world, the heart of a grandfather!
In an instant, the tears that Zhu Yuanzhang was holding back fell down with the sound of "ye".
He walked a few steps quickly and came directly to Zhu Yunxi's side. His big, calloused hands stretched out to rub the top of Zhu Yunxi's head, and finally landed heavily on his shoulders.
Thousands of words condensed into one sentence, Zhu Yuanzhang choked with sobs, "My child! Grandpa is here! Grandpa is here!"
Grandpa! Zhu Yunxi burst into tears. Looking at Zhu Yuanzhang in front of him, he was thinking about the elders in his family who were already in their octogenarian years and couldn't control their emotions.
Child! Zhu Yuanzhang pinched his shoulder, we all understand! We understand!
As he spoke, he slowly walked towards the coffin and looked at his son who looked similar to him but had passed away before him in the coffin.
At this moment, Zhu Yuanzhang's tiger-king power was gone, replaced by a sad and old man.
Biaoer!
Zhu Yuanzhang choked and whispered two words. He wanted to reach out and touch the familiar face in the coffin, but his hands, which had killed countless people, were trembling and timid.
This is his favorite son, born to him and his favorite queen, and the most precious eldest son of the Zhu family.
When he was less than ten years old, he was established as the crown prince of King Wu.
At the age of thirteen, he was established as the crown prince of the Ming Dynasty.
Zhu Yuanzhang had killed people all his life and did not want his son to be stained with too much blood like himself. Therefore, he was taught by a famous teacher since he was a child and had great respect for him.
This son did not disappoint himself, his mother, or the ministers of the Ming Dynasty. He had a strong temper and was upright and humble.
He was sincere and filial to himself and his mother, tolerant and patient to his ministers, and open-minded. He had a deep brotherly love for his brothers, and his eldest brother was like his father.
He is Zhu Yuanzhang's greatest pride in his life!
It is also the Zhu family’s biggest support for the future!
But now, everything is gone. Death is like a lamp going out, everything is in vain!
The son he was most proud of, cherished the most, and regarded as his life, died young!
Looking at his son in the coffin, Zhu Yuanzhang felt a turbid air in his heart, making him unable to breathe.
He wanted to cry, he wanted to shout.
But the emperor's majesty and dignity could only make him suppress these sorrows deeply in his heart.
Suddenly, the emperor's body softened in everyone's sight, and his old big hands directly grabbed the edge of the coffin, and he staggered.
Long live!
emperor!
grandfather!
There were screams of surprise, but Zhu Yuanzhang's body did not fall down at the moment he staggered.
A pair of thin arms hugged his waist tightly.
Zhu Yuanzhang took a deep breath to calm down his surging emotions.
I looked down and saw that the person holding him tightly to prevent him from falling down was none other than his grandson, Zhu Yunxi, who was usually cowardly, stupid, and secretly naughty.
Grandpa! Zhu Yunxi choked and said, you must take care of yourself! A few days ago, in front of his father's bedside, he held his grandson's hand and said, you are getting old, and your body is full of old injuries from more than ten years of fighting on the battlefield.
, let your grandson be filial to you!
Zhu Yunxi's tears wet Zhu Yuanzhang's cloth, and he continued to say, Grandpa! You must take care of yourself, you are my grandson's God! My grandson has lost his mother since he was a child, and now he has lost his father, so his grandson only has you.
, only you are Grandpa! Grandpa!
In an instant, Zhu Yuanzhang could no longer bear it and burst into tears.
People in the world say long live the emperor. In fact, the emperor is also a human being, he will grow old, get sick, and die.
The emperor is also a human being, he also has emotions and love.
Seeing his grandson's true feelings revealed, his words full of concern, attachment and dependence, how could Zhu Yuanzhang still hold back his feelings!
Grandpa is here! Grandpa is here! Zhu Yuanzhang’s big hands are stroking Zhu Yunxi’s hair. Don’t be afraid, grandpa is here! Your grandpa can’t fall! He can’t fall!
At this time, Mrs. Lu suddenly knelt down beside her and cried, Your Majesty, you must take care of yourself! You must take care of yourself! Brother Yunzhen, we still need you to teach us! Weeping, kicking quietly
Next is Zhu Yunwen.
Imperial Grandfather! Zhu Yunwen walked forward with his knees on the ground, pulled the corner of Zhu Yuanzhang's clothes, and cried, Grandfather, please take care of yourself! If you hurt the dragon's body, it will be unfilial to your grandchildren!
They are all good kids!
Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Zhu Yunxi and then at Zhu Yunzhen, his eyes were full of love.
Touching the tops of their heads, he said in a trembling voice, "Chier! Chier!"
Grandfather, come and have a rest! Zhu Yunwen said to the palace people beside him, "Quick, bring a chair! Grandfather has an injury on his waist, please add soft cushions!"
Sure enough, none of the dragon's sons and grandsons are stupid!
Zhu Yunxi sneered in his heart, he and Zhu Yuanzhang just had a deep love for each other. Over there, someone came over to act as a filial son and a virtuous grandson!
After traveling through time and assuming this identity, there is no other way but to get approval from Zhu Yuanzhang!
The road leading to the throne is his only choice.
Hum! Zhu Yunxi thought to himself, I will not make a wedding dress for you Zhu Yunwen!