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Chapter 93 Old Fu Yin

As he walked, Zhu Yunxiu stopped and a smile appeared on his face.

His greatest advantage and greatest strength are the same as Zhu Yuanzhang.

They are all children of the people. They know the difficulties of people's lives and the difficulty of living!

At this time, the eunuch who was serving Zhu Yunyu, the turtle shame came from secretly.

Third Master, what are you using? I will prepare it for you!

Zhu Yunxiu rubbed her stomach and prepared a bowl of hot noodle soup!

Yes! The turtle said respectfully and disappeared in the darkness again.

Standing in the back hall, Zhu Yun looked at the Daming Palace City.

Although this palace is brilliant, it is not gorgeous. Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Biao are both simple people and are unwilling to waste money and people's efforts to build the palace into a magnificent state.

On the nanmu pillars in the hall, a lot of red paint has been mottled and dropped, but it has never been painted.

Zhu Yuanzhang was actually like the common people. He could use things that could live as much as possible, and there was no need to spend money to get new ones.

Steps came from the side.

The two guards knelt down in front of Zhu Yunxiu with their waist knives.

I have met the third master!

These two young men with similar faces, such as brothers.

Zhu Yunxi's memory recognizes them, brothers Liao Yong and Liao Ming, and the grandson of the late Duke of Chu Liao Yong'an of the Ming Dynasty. Their own grandfather was the Marquis of Deqing of the Ming Dynasty and Liao Yongzhong.

When it comes to Liao Yongzhong, although his reputation is not as great as Chang Yuchun, Xu Da and others, he writes a lot in history books because he did a big shocking thing.

Liao Yongzhong personally drowned Zhu Yuanzhang's nominal bosses, Han Liner and Liu Futong. This made Zhu Yuanzhang become emperor in the future and cleared nominal obstacles.

(Liu Futong, the leader of the Northern Red Turban Army, and Han Liner was the Emperor of Song founded by the Red Turban Army.)

And these two brothers are also admired loyal ministers and filial sons in history.

After Emperor Yongle's rebellion, he succeeded to the throne in Nanjing. Fang Xiaoru refused to surrender and was beheaded by Zhu Di in the city. He was implicated in the ten clans and no one was allowed to collect the body of Fang Xiaoru.

When Zhu Di entered the city, the two brothers fought hard and were seriously injured. Because they were the sons of meritorious officials, Zhu Di made a fuss and demoted them to the people and removed them from their titles. However, for the sake of righteousness in their hearts, they still used the name of Jianwen's minister to collect the body and bury Fang Xiaoru.

The Liao clan completely angered Yongle. They went to their deaths with great pleasure, leaving behind eternal stories.

It’s you two brothers! Get up quickly! Zhu Yunxiu helped you, are you on duty? It’s so late, so I don’t find a place to rest!

The two brothers looked at each other, Liao Yong looked around and whispered, Third Master, the emperor is coming here!

Zhu Yuanzhang is here again!

Zhu Yunqi suddenly turned around and looked at the direction of the Lu family in the hall, full of hatred.

No wonder I must have come out to eat at this time! It turns out that the emperor is coming!

Do you want to send me away and not be close to the emperor. Or do you want to pass me a few words in front of the emperor?

The filial piety during the day is pretending. Once the emperor leaves, he doesn’t even keep his spirits! This is simply killing people without blood!

Zhu Yunxiu sneered twice, and then looked back at the two brothers of the Liao family. You are in love, I remember this love in my heart!

I dare not! Liao Yong continued, my Liao family is deeply favored by the crown prince, and the third master is so generous!

Liao Yongzhong did dirty work and was later sentenced to death by Zhu Yuanzhang. When the Liao family declined, Zhu Biao remembered these two brothers and personally ordered the palace guards, giving them a chance.

The road is far away and the horse's strength is seen, and people's hearts are seen over time. These two are palace guards and father's old friends, so they can win over them. Zhu Yunxiu said, "I know who is sincere to me!" Thank you brothers for your advice."

In the front hall, there were suddenly a wave of footsteps. It was probably Zhu Yuanzhang who came to the front of the spirit again.

Long live!

His Majesty!

The guards salute, and Zhu Yuanzhang waved his hand impatiently and walked towards the coffin.

As an emperor, I can’t help myself. Even if the person I love most leaves, I can’t be with me at all times because there are too many government affairs.

The Mongols in the Northern Yuan Dynasty were desperate and wanted to mobilize a large army to invade the border.

If the rain in the south this year is too heavy, it will definitely affect spring plowing.

After the war, the people will have to pay more money and food to the court, but if the heavens do not do good, the lives of the people this year will be difficult.

Family and state affairs were pressing on Zhu Yuanzhang's head.

The people's livelihood and country are under the heart of Zhu Yuanzhang.

I endured the grief and handled the political affairs. When it was late at night, I wanted to take a look at my son again.

emperor!

Emperor Grandfather!

Amid the bowing of the Lü and Zhu Yunwen, Zhu Yuanzhang walked to the front of the spirit and looked around.

Where is the sage?

Third brother......

Mrs. Lu grabbed the conversation and replied to the emperor. She was tired and said she wanted to go down and rest for a while!

This is the highest level of saying bad things. It is obvious that Zhu Yunxiu has not said anything bad about it, but the implication is that Zhu Yunxiu ignores the general and is rude.

After saying that, Lü looked at Zhu Yuanzhang nervously.

But Zhu Yuanzhang did not react at all. He seemed to have not heard clearly what Lü said, and just nodded slightly.

Emperor, Immortal...

You guys go down too, let's wait here! Zhu Yuanzhang said lightly.

Mrs. Lu glanced at her son, who said carefully, "Grandfather, grandson will accompany you?"

Let’s talk, go down! Zhu Yuanzhang looked at him, you have been tired for a long time, go down to rest! After that, he sat next to the coffin.

What the emperor said was an imperial edict. Even if Mrs. Lu was unwilling to accept it, she could only kowtow to Zhu Yunwen and bow and retreat.

The hall was empty in an instant, with only Zhu Yuanzhang and his son's coffin.

The night breeze was slightly cool, blowing Zhu Yuanzhang's beard. Only when there was no one, could he act like a father at this moment.

In the coffin, he had cherished his son for more than 30 years. Looking at the face with his eyes closed, his heart felt a pain, as if it was cut by a knife.

The old arm stretched out and touched his son's cold body, and tears fell silently.

Yes, you are so fucking good. You can leave as soon as you say, and you don’t leave any thoughts for you!

Zhu Yuanzhang retracted his arm and murmured in sadness, why did you leave? Why did you leave like this? I have raised you for almost forty years, hurt you for almost forty years, and trained you for almost forty years, and left when you say goodbye?

As he said that, Zhu Yuanzhang wiped away his tears, your mother left, let's leave first! Now you are leaving too! Let's leave you alone in the world! The more you say, the more tears, the louder the voice. You unfilial son, get up, get up and look at you! Look at our hair is all white, and we also want the white-haired man to give you this black-haired man!

If you leave, how can you let me live?

The hall was filled with old people's suppression, but heart-wrenching crying.

Suddenly, Zhu Yuanzhang stopped wiping his tears, and footsteps came from behind him.

Didn’t we say that, let you all go down, who is it?

Zhu Yuanzhang asked sternly, but turned around and was stunned.

Under the candlelight, Zhu Yunyu carefully held a bowl of hot noodle soup, his face full of tears, and tears fell into the noodle soup.

Grandpa Emperor, grandson, I heard that you haven’t had a meal yet, so I specially asked someone to cook a bowl of noodles for you!
Chapter completed!
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