Chapter 11 Two Bowls of Noodles

It took a long time for the laughter in the palace to gradually stop.

"Suck--"

Zhu Yunwen took a deep breath, summoned up his courage, and then held his face and carefully sent it in.

"Who?"

Zhu Yuanzhang raised his head suddenly when he heard the voice, his eyes were sharp.

Under the lightning, it looked more like a male lion, scanning its eyes.

I saw Zhu Yunxuan holding a bowl of hot noodle soup carefully, like a frightened rabbit, a little at a loss.

"Grandpa... eat... eat noodles..."

At this moment, Zhu Yuanzhang's strong aura made Zhu Yunqi feel a burst of fear from the bottom of his heart.

If it wasn't for his mother and concubine forcing him to come see him, he would never have dared to look for his grandpa at this time, because he knew that his grandpa had two faces.

One for outsiders and one for family members.

really.

After Zhu Yuanzhang saw that it was Zhu Yunqi, his face softened a lot.

"Zu'er, it's you, we've eaten."

Have you eaten again?

Zhu Yunwen couldn't hide a look of disappointment on his face, and lowered his head:
"Oh."

Oh, Zhu Yunwen held his face, turned around and was about to leave.

"Let's put it down, we'll eat later."

Hearing Zhu Yuanzhang's words, Zhu Yunwen secretly breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had completed a task, he carefully put the noodles in front of Zhu Yuanzhang.

"Grandpa take care of yourself, grandson is going down."

"Go."

Looking at Zhu Yunwen's thin back, Zhu Yuanzhang sighed lightly.

Since Zhu Xiongying passed away at the age of eight, Zhu Yuanzhang's thoughts were all on Zhu Yunqi and Zhu Yunxi except Zhu Biao.

However, Zhu Yunxi is cowardly by nature.

Every time I saw him, I quietly hid behind Zhu Biao.

He hesitated when speaking, even though Zhu Yuanzhang knew that the child was not stupid, on the contrary, he was very smart, but with such a temperament, he was not suitable to be a monarch who ruled the world.

Therefore, Zhu Yuanzhang focused on Zhu Yunqi.

The child Zhu Yunwen inherited some of his father's advantages, he was kind, sensible, generous and filial.

But there is a lack of domineering spirit.

Although his father Zhu Biao is generous and benevolent on the surface, but in fact he is strong and very cunning.

In Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes, it is a model of being able to fight when mounted and able to govern when dismounted.

Zhu Yunqi is still far behind!

However, before today, Zhu Yunqi was the best choice for the heir to the Ming throne.

Zhu Yunqi himself was not the first in line heir of the Ming Dynasty, he was the concubine born to the concubine Lu of the late prince Zhu Biao.

The Lu family is a member of the civil official group.

Because Zhu Biao is the prince's country, he needs to guard the rear, and has more contacts with the civil official group, so after he left, most of the civil official group supported Lu and Zhu Yunqi.

If Zhu Yunxue is not successful, then there is only Zhu Yunxue.

but……

Now, Zhu Xiongying, the eldest son of the most legitimate son, reappeared in Zhu Yuanzhang's field of vision.

Disappeared for ten years.

This child grew up among the people, and without systematic training, could he really be able to carry the great power of Ming Dynasty?

After the ecstasy in Zhu Yuanzhang's heart subsided, it was replaced by confusion.

Looking at the hot noodle soup in front of him.

Zhu Yuanzhang picked it up, picked up a large amount of noodles with chopsticks, and put them in his mouth.

obviously.

This side was carefully cooked by the royal chef in the palace.

The soup and ingredients are extremely particular.

but……

"It's not as delicious as Dasun's thick noodles in clear soup!"

Zhu Yuanzhang sighed.

Chewing the noodles in his mouth, Zhu Yuanzhang had a vague decision in his heart...

But there is one more point.

That is, Zhu Xiongying's identity has not yet been fully determined.

Although all the evidence now shows that Huang Xiongying is the grandson of the emperor who passed away ten years ago, there is no direct evidence.

Zhu Yuanzhang had to be extremely cautious about the great unification of the Ming Dynasty.

He also needs a strong case...

……

blue mansion.

Sapphire, the general who conquered captives at the time, was sitting on a chair, lost in thought for a while.

The dishes on the table were not moved at all.

"picture!"

"so similar!"

Sapphire took a sip of the wine and muttered to herself.

"uncle."

"Uncle, what's the important thing to call us here on a rainy day?"

It was Lan Yu's nephew who came in, Chang Sheng and Chang Sen, the two sons of the famous founding general of the Ming Dynasty, Chang Yuchun.

Chang Yuchun has three sons, Chang Mao, Chang Sheng and Chang Sen.

But the eldest son Chang Mao passed away last year.

When Chang Sheng and Chang Sen came to their uncle's house, they were not polite and sat down opposite to Lan Yu familiarly.

Sapphire took a look at Chang Sheng and Chang Sen, and gestured with her chin to step back left and right.

Chang Sheng and Chang Sen glanced at each other, knowing that his uncle had something to whisper to them.

"Uncle, calling us here is not just as simple as drinking wine?"

Without serving left and right, Chang Sen, as the youngest, had to pour wine for his elder brother and uncle himself, asking questions while pouring wine.

Sapphire leaned forward slightly, lowered her voice, and said hoarsely:
"We... just saw that kid Xiongying."

The voice fell.

It was like thunder falling from the sky, exploding above Chang Sheng and Chang Sen's heads.

The jug in Chang Sen's hand stopped in mid-air, and the wine glass below was already overflowing without realizing it.

In the entire hall, there was only the sound of the dripping of the wine.

When Chang Sen's shoes were wet with wine, he realized that he hurriedly put down the wine jug in his hand, and instead of wiping the wine on his body, he asked suspiciously:

"Uncle, did you drink too much?"

"You fucking drink too much!"

Lan Yu scolded, sat up straight, and said, "We just went to see it for ourselves, and it really looks, it looks so good!"

"like what?"

Chang Sheng and Chang Sen looked puzzled.

Lan Yu said leisurely: "Duke Ying told us the day before yesterday that he and the old man saw a baby by the Qinhuai River, who looked very similar to our Xiongying, and that baby was also called Xiongying!"

"We went to see it in person today, it looks like it! It's so similar!"

"No, not like!"

Lan Yu shook her head as she said, "I'm sure it's the blood of our prince, the emperor's grandson Zhu Xiongying!"

Seeing Lan Yu's determined face, Chang Sheng and Chang Sen were even more confused.

Chang Sheng swallowed his saliva: "But, but our nephew, didn't he already left ten years ago? Could it be that he just looks alike?"

Chang Sen also nodded.

Because this is so weird, a person who has been dead for ten years, actually appears alive before his eyes?

Lan Yu stroked her black and white beard, shook her head and said, "No, we can feel it. Do you remember the night before Xiongying buried Zhong Shan ten years ago?"

"of course I remember!"

Chang Sheng nodded and said: "That night there was a storm, lightning and thunder, and the funeral procession could only spend the night at the Town God's Temple at the foot of the mountain. Could it be that night?"

Lan Yu nodded slowly: "We suspect that something strange happened that night."

"hiss--"

Chang Sheng and Chang Sen took a breath of air at the same time.

a while.

Chang Shengcai said slowly: "If it's really our nephew Xiongying, that would be great!"

Chang Sen also clenched his fists, his eyes sparkled: "The prince is gone, our hearts are empty, if that baby is really our hero, we have hope again!"

Prince Zhu Biao's official wife, Chang Shi, is the daughter of the late Duke of E Chang Yuchun, and the younger sisters of Chang Sheng and Chang Sen.

Zhu Xiongying is the eldest son of the Chang family.

Lan Yu is Chang Yuchun's brother-in-law.

Therefore, Zhu Biao and Chang's lineage are inextricably linked with Huaixi nobles.

Before Zhu Biao left, in addition to Zhu Yuanzhang's cultivation, it was also under the care of these people that he gradually grew into a qualified and unshakable prince.

Blood is thicker than water, this is the unchanging truth of China.

All relationships are no match for blood relationship.

If Zhu Xiongying is really alive, then Huaixi Xungui, his gang, will definitely transfer their love for Zhu Biao to this child.

As for Zhu Yunxi.

It's not that they haven't tried.

It's just that the child... can't say a word, and he can't hold himself up against the wall.

And Zhu Yunwen.

In their eyes, he was just an ordinary bastard.

If Zhu Xiongying, the direct son of the Ming royal family and Huaixi Xungui, is there, then Zhu Yunqi can only be regarded as a ball.

Historically, it was the attitude of the nobles of Huaixi towards Zhu Yunqi that made them quickly liquidated by Zhu Yuanzhang.

But that's all for later.

At this moment, Sapphire has piercing eyes:
"Nephew, the identity of our nephew and grandson has not been confirmed yet, so we must not disclose it. As far as we know, the old man is also investigating the identity of the child, and there should be a result soon."

"Before that, what we have to do is to protect the baby well, and we must not make any mistakes."

Chang Sheng and Chang Sen nodded again and again.

Chang Sheng said: "Uncle, can we go and see that baby too?"

Lan Yu stroked her beard and thought for a moment: "Okay, but we have to find a good time. Let's see that kid is also very alert. We just went to see him, and he noticed him, and he left a bunch of things that my sister left us. The rosary fell there."

"Good boy!"

Chang Sen patted his thigh: "General Zhenglu has been spotted, it seems that the kid has some skills!"

Lan Yu smiled calmly: "Isn't it? Who is our nephew? Could it be that he has no ability?"

"Haha, uncle is right, nephew toast uncle!"

Chang Sheng and Chang Sen were in a good mood and raised their wine glasses.

Lan Yu also picked up the wine glass, and after the three of them clinked glasses, they all drank it down in one gulp.

At this time, the wind and rain were still raging outside the house, and the three of them also had a premonition in their hearts that a storm in the Ming Dynasty was coming soon...

……

The next day.

The sun cleared after the rain, and the sun cast a warm light on the land again.

It's just that nests of puddles on the ground are still telling people how heavy the heavy rain was last night.

On the banks of the Qinhuai River, house No. 520.

"What? You're not doing it?"

A middle-aged man's voice came out.

Huang Xiongying looked at the steward sent by Zhou Ji in front of him, and said calmly: "Yes, I'm going to join the army, so the salt and wine will not be made for the time being, please go back and tell Mr. Zhou."

"understood."

The middle-aged steward didn't say anything more, just said something, then turned and went out.

out the door.

The face of the middle-aged steward suddenly darkened, and he snorted coldly.

"Things that don't know how to live or die, do you think you can't do it if you don't want to?"

(End of this chapter)

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