The eldest grandson of Emperor Ming Dynasty!

Chapter 86 Scarred
Zhu Yuanzhang loved reading and grew up by himself.

Even now, no matter how busy the government affairs are, he will set aside an hour every day to read widely.

The current system of the Ming Dynasty, including many classics and annotations handed down to later generations, is basically done by Zhu Yuanzhang himself, with Hanlin as a minor.

How can Zhu Yuanzhang not understand what the grandson said now.

In other words, he is the same as himself, he is completely self-taught, and this has the temperament of a scholar.

Speaking of this, Zhu Yuanzhang is also a little complacent. It's no wonder that he is our grandson, and he has the same way as us.

Seeing that the old man still had a smile on his face, Zhu Ying obviously didn't feel anything.Reluctantly asked again: "Old man, why did your eldest grandson die young?"

When Zhu Yuanzhang heard this, his smile froze, and he fell silent suddenly.

After a long time, he said: "He was born with insufficient heart energy, and died of heart paralysis."

Zhu Ying was puzzled at first, and then immediately realized that in future generations, this disease is congenital heart disease.

After Zhu Yuanzhang finished speaking, his eyes were a little erratic. The memory of ten years ago seemed to be just yesterday.

From a certain day on, Da Sun kept crying every day.

The childish voice kept shouting:

"Grandma, I feel so uncomfortable, my chest hurts."

"I don't want to take medicine, it's so bitter!"

"Grandpa, hug me, my grandson hurts so much, it hurts so much. It seems that someone is choking my neck, and grandpa helped me drive him away. I can hardly breathe."

Zhu Yuanzhang hugged his eldest grandson, watching him cry out in pain, his whole heart was broken.

The eldest sister suffered as much as a tearful person.

A batch of imperial physicians failed to treat them, and Zhu Yuanzhang, who was furious, executed them all.

Because of this incident, Zhu Yuanzhang executed nearly half of the imperial physicians in the entire Tai Hospital.

Under endless grief, Empress Ma couldn't hold on any longer and fell ill in bed.

At this time, Zhu Yuanzhang, in his 50s, felt a deep sense of powerlessness even as the emperor of Ming Dynasty.

He could only watch helplessly as his most beloved grandson died of pain like this, and the medicine stone was useless.

Bad news came one after another, the shock of the grandson's death has not been relieved, and the beloved Queen Ma is on the verge of life and death again.

Distraught and exhausted, Empress Ma cherished the will to die.

In the end, he refused to take the medicine, and only begged Zhu Yuanzhang not to execute the imperial physician again, so as to accumulate some virtue for his grandson, and then he passed away.

Zhu Ying looked at the old man in front of him with tears running down his face, and knew that this had brought back the past in the old man's heart.

The old man was sad, and the comfort of others did not have much effect. Zhu Ying kept silent, quietly waiting for the old man to recover.

After about a stick of incense, Zhu Yuanzhang, whose eyes were a little dull, turned slowly, and when he saw Zhu Ying, he regained a gleam of brilliance, and gradually regained his composure.

"Old man." Zhu Ying called softly.

"We're fine. We've been here for so many years. If we can't beat us again, it's just that we're old and always think of some past events."

Zhu Yuanzhang felt Zhu Ying's concern, and said with tears in his smile.

Now that grandson is back, he finally has a sustenance in his heart.

If it had changed from usual, I am afraid it would not be so easy to recover.

The palace is too big, and it is especially easy to feel lonely.

Looking at the intact eldest grandson in front of him, Zhu Yuanzhang looked a little dazed, and said slightly angrily: "Those quack doctors should all be damned. They can't even look after the eldest grandson's illness. What use are they for?"

After finishing speaking, he said to Zhu Ying with some distress: "I'm sorry for you. We looked at you like this back then and shouted tired, but we couldn't help at all. We are really useless."

"Da Sun, you will forgive us, won't you?"

Seeing the old man's pleading eyes, Zhu Ying couldn't bear it.

But after thinking about it, I just don't want the old man to always be stuck here.

He can't stay in the capital for a long time and accompany the old man all the time.

Waiting for these few days, after seeing it from the Bingzhan Bureau and the Gunpowder Department, he will leave the capital in less than half a month and leave for Annan.

Now because of the pity of the old man, cheating and letting the old man immerse himself in his own world, I am afraid that after I leave, I will not be able to accept it even more.

It's better to stop thinking about it early.

Thinking of this, Zhu Ying gritted her teeth and said, "Old man, you are born with a lack of heart-qi, and you must have some understanding of the heart-palm disease."

"Even if this kind of disease is cured, you can't work too much in this life, and you can only rely on medicinal materials to maintain it."

"I don't have any trace of such a disease on my body."

Congenital heart disease, anyone who knows a little bit knows that even if they undergo radical surgery in later life, they cannot exercise vigorously.

It is easy to cause insufficient blood supply to the myocardium and cause myocardial infarction, otherwise there is a certain chance of recurrence.

Especially in ancient times, there was no surgical treatment, and they could only rely on raising.

When he woke up, he didn't feel this way. Except for some bruises, which seemed to be beaten, he was in good health.

When Zhu Yuanzhang heard the words, he looked at Zhu Ying, who was as thin as a literati, with disbelief on his face.

Feeling the old man's gaze, Zhu Ying was speechless.

In Daming's costumes, men mostly wear long, straight-fitting blue cloth clothes, so their figures are hard to see.

In ancient times, the so-called concept of strength was generally big and round, burly and strong.

Influenced by the aesthetics of later generations, Zhu Ying is a bit particular about the shaping of her figure, which belongs to a good figure that is carved with knives and axes.

Looking at it from Daming's point of view, especially under the cover of long clothes, he is as thin as a literati.

In normal actual combat, in terms of absolute strength, the people who can really fight are all huge.

Many very capable generals in the Ming Dynasty, in the aesthetics of later generations, took off their armor, and they were almost the same as dead fat uncles.

This is the origin of the general's belly commonly known in later generations. There are many titles to describe generals, often nine feet in length and ten in circumference around the waist.

"Old man, don't believe me, few generals can defeat me." Zhu Ying couldn't help but said, in terms of force value, he has very strong self-confidence.

Looking around Daming, I really haven't seen anything that can make him afraid.

"We believe, what the grandson said, we definitely believe it." Zhu Yuanzhang said with a smile.

It's just that the thoughtfulness in his eyes is too obvious.

Hearing the old man's perfunctory reply, Zhu Ying couldn't bear it.

He stood up directly, walked to a slightly open space, and began to undress.

Seeing this, Zhu Yuanzhang took a good look at it. He wanted to see how the grandson proved his bravery.

As the clothes were gradually taken off, Zhu Ying's upper body figure was directly displayed.

Leaving aside the streamlined muscles like a cheetah, the dense scars made Zhu Yuanzhang, a battle-hardened man like him, stand up straight away.

Looking at the horrific scars that criss-crossed and spanned his whole body, Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes were full of shock.

In the past ten years, what exactly has his grandson experienced to have such traces.
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ps: Embarrassing, the leader Baiyin is gone, so let's ask for a wave of monthly tickets and crowdfunding for rewards.

　Best Friends New Book.

　　
　
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