Ming Dynasty.

The twenty-five years of Hongwu.

Emperor Hongwu’s favorite son Zhu Biao died of illness!

Zhu Yuanzhang was in pain and was not as sad as he was, so he devoted himself to heavy state affairs.

"Your Majesty, Liu Sanwu, the secretary of the Secretariat, asked for a meeting!"

The personal eunuch Huang Gouer whispered.

"Get out! Let him get out! Our son came to force us to become the crown prince as soon as he died. Is he going to force us to death?"

Zhu Yuanzhang threw the memorial in his hand to the ground.

"Yes, your Majesty!"

Hurry...

Zhu Yuanzhang angrily pushed all the memorials on the imperial case to the ground.

After half a day, Zhu Yuanzhang calmed down his anger, and then sighed heavily, and the sadness in his eyes became stronger.

He also understood Liu Sanwu's loyalty. The prince passed away and he grew old again. The crown prince refused to decide for a day, the imperial power was unstable for a day, and the people in the court were panicked, and the Ming Dynasty was in danger of overthrow.

But he doesn't want to, he is in a dilemma!

The prince died of illness, and so many princes he established could lead to rebellion among the vassal kings.

I wanted to establish a grandson, but the two grandsons Zhu Yunwen and Zhu Yunyu did not have the talent of an emperor.

He is difficult!

"Son, you left but left a big problem for dad."

"The Ming Dynasty's family is not easy to be!

Zhu Yuanzhang sighed and said in a deep voice towards the shadows.

"Accompany us out of the palace to relax."

"Yes, your Majesty."

...

at the same time.

In a courtyard outside Yingtian City.

Zhu Ye was preparing the meal.

There was a large iron pot on the stone table, with oil inside boiling hot, vegetables next to it, and a pot of wine with a mutton roll.

Zhu Ye is not from this world. He traveled through time half a year ago.

Grandfather Zhu Boss was a veteran soldier who never married his wife in his life, while his predecessor Zhu Ye was picked up by him ten years ago.

When Zhu Ye traveled through time, Boss Zhu followed Lan Yu to wipe out the remnants of the Northern Yuan Dynasty.

After half a year of adaptation, Zhu Ye has gradually integrated into Zhu Ye's role.

Today is the day when grandfather Zhu Boss returns. Zhu Ye is naturally ready to drink and prepare food, waiting for grandfather to arrive.

In fact, Boss Zhu should have followed Lan Yu back to Beijing before the New Year, but Lan Yu was left in the northwest to continue cleaning up the remnants.

It was not until ten days ago that Zhu Ye received a letter from Boss Zhu, agreeing to go home today.

"The hot pot is ready, just wait for grandfather to return!"

Zhu Ye clapped his hands and looked at the food on the stone table with satisfaction.

To be honest, Zhu Ye was grateful to his grandfather whom he had never met. Because of his military merits, his family was very rich. Zhu Ye had food and drink. According to the prices at this time, the money Zhu saved was enough for him to live a safe and stable life.

Moreover, Zhu Ye also knew that Boss Zhu had two boxes of spoils robbed during the war, all of which were gold, silver and jewelry.

"Since I have occupied the original owner's body, I should do my best to do my best to him!"

Zhu Ye slapped the edge of the pot with his hand, and the aroma of butter in the hot pot made him intoxicated.

But what Zhu Ye didn't know was that on his way back to Beijing ten days ago, Boss Zhu and his party happened to encounter a surprise attack from the remnants of the Northern Yuan Dynasty and all died in battle.

...

At this time, an old man and a middle-aged man happened to pass by the courtyard.

It was Zhu Yuanzhang who came out to relax.

"Um?

What kind of meal is this? It’s so fragrant?”

Zhu Yuanzhang shook his nose and said in surprise.

"Your Majesty, I think the owner of this family is also a person who understands life. Anyway, it's already noon, why would you go in and ask for a meal?"

Jiang Yan was the commander of the Jinyiwei and was Zhu Yuanzhang's confidant. He was loyal to Zhu Yuanzhang. He naturally knew that His Majesty had not eaten normally for a long time since the prince died of illness.

Seeing that His Majesty was interested in rural food, he naturally immediately proposed it.

"Well, that's great."

After a morning, Zhu Yuanzhang felt a little relieved, and he actually walked forward with a smile and knocked on the gate of the courtyard.

Dongdong...

Just as he was nervously thinking about how to greet his cheap grandfather, Zhu Ye heard a knock on the door.

Um?

Coming so soon?

Zhu Ye took two steps at a time and opened the courtyard gate.

When he saw an old man standing outside the door, Zhu Ye almost blurted out.

"Grandpa, you are back!"

ah?

Zhu Ye's words when he opened the door immediately made Zhu Yuanzhang stunned.

The smile on his face also turned into surprise.

What's going on? Why did this young man call himself grandpa when he comes up?

When will we have an extra grandson?

Jiang Yan, who was following behind, was also shocked. Where did the emperor's grandson appear?

Could it be the illegitimate son of a prince?

No!

If the prince was romantic outside, he, the commander of the Jinyiwei, would be the first to know.

But he didn't know the boy in front of him.

"Grandpa, you are over 60 years old and are still fighting outside for your grandson. Thank you for your hard work. This time, my grandson will definitely be filial to you!"

Zhu Ye had tears in his eyes when he said this.

This is not his disguise, but his thoughts are indeed so in his heart.

Mr. Zhu is over 60 years old. For this family, he voluntarily goes to the battlefield again. He is even more timid than his grandfather!

I see.

Upon hearing this, Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly realized.

In the early Ming Dynasty, he used troops for many years, but this child actually regarded himself as his grandfather who returned from war.

It was also full of filial piety. Zhu Yuanzhang nodded secretly and was about to explain clearly.

But the next second, Zhu Ye was already excited to pull him into the yard.

"Grandpa, you must be hungry when you are tired and chauffeured. My grandson made you hot pot, you must love it!"

oh?

"Did you prepare this meal?"

Smelling the scent of the yard, Zhu Yuanzhang's index finger moved.

"You are exhausted these days and have never had a good meal. You are filial to the young master, so it's better not to let him down."

Jiang Yin said hurriedly.

Jiang Yan's words actually mean the pain of Zhu Yuanzhang losing his son.

Upon hearing this, Zhu Yuanzhang sighed and sat down.

"Yes, we haven't had a good meal these days. Today I have a rare appetite, so I can't miss it."

Um?
To be continued...