Daming: At the beginning, recognize Zhu Yuanzhang as grandfather!

Chapter 85 Our name is Zhu Yuanzhang!

Fengxian Hall stands on a huge white Sumeru seat.

Walking through the white stone steps in front of the hall, you will come to the front of Fengtian Hall. The golden roof, red door, and antique style make people feel solemn.

After pondering for a moment, Huang Xiongying followed the old eunuch into Fengxian Hall.

in the temple.

At this moment, the place was empty, only the sound of Huang Xiongying's footsteps echoed in the passage.

The old eunuch wore cloth shoes and walked quietly, like a ghost.

moment.

Then I came to the front hall, where there are thrones of dragon and phoenix gods, bean cases, incense cases, wish cases, respect cases, etc. in the hall.

Under the not too bright kerosene lamp, everything looked solemn and solemn.

But the old eunuch didn't stop here, he led Huang Xiongying around the front hall and walked inside.

The Fengxian Hall has an I-shaped structure, and the front and rear halls are connected by a hallway to form an internal passage.

Huang Xiongying was puzzled.

What happened to Emperor Hongwu?Let yourself come to Fengxian Hall not to mention, but also let yourself enter the private apse?
You must know that the apse is not accessible to ordinary people.

Confused in his heart, he had already arrived at the apse under the leadership of the old eunuch.

The back hall is deeper than the front hall.

Here, there are god tablets for the saints and queens, precious beds, precious chairs, 楎椸, confession cases, lamps and other things in front.

And there are portraits of Zhu's ancestors hanging on it.

Xi Zuyu Emperor Zhu Chuyi, Yu Empress Wang Shi, Ren Zu Chun Emperor Zhu Shizhen, Chun Empress Chen Shi, Nanchang King Zhu Xinglong...

Empress Xiaoci Gao!
Looking at the graceful and luxurious woman in the portrait, Huang Xiongying couldn't help feeling agitated in his heart.

This is the famous empress Ma in history.

Empress Ma can be called the real mother of the world, a model of the harem.

This woman has a noble character of advocating morality and frugality, and the traditional virtues of generosity, enlightenment, simplicity and kindness reflected from her constitute her unique personality charm.

Zhu Yuanzhang always respected her, and was even a little afraid of her.

It is no exaggeration to say that Empress Ma played an indelible role in assisting Zhu Yuanzhang to achieve his imperial career and had a profound influence on all aspects of the Ming Dynasty.

This is a legendary woman, and the history books of later generations are full of praise for her.

Looking at the woman in the portrait, Huang Xiongying felt a sense of closeness for some reason. Perhaps it was the kindness of Empress Ma in the portrait, which made people feel good.

Huang Xiongying looked at each of them carefully, and finally his eyes fell on a portrait of a hero.

The middle-aged man in the portrait is very heroic, with a mustache and piercing eyes.

It was the prince Zhu Biao who passed away a few months ago.

No wonder the maid said that the prince stared at her.

Huang Xiongying looked at it, and couldn't help but feel a little familiar, but couldn't remember anything for a while.

"Oh, how could I have met the prince?"

Huang Xiongying laughed at himself, turned his head inadvertently, only to find that at some point, the old eunuch had quietly retreated.

In the entire empty apse, I was the only one left, and there was a vivid portrait of the ancestors of the Zhu family hanging on it.

But Huang Xiongying wasn't afraid, he didn't believe in ghosts and gods, on the contrary, he felt a lot more at ease, he was alone in this royal important place, no one disturbed him, so he could take a good tour.

After seeing Prince Zhu Biao, Huang Xiongying's eyes fell on the last tablet.

The last tablet, there is no portrait hanging here.

Huai Wang Zhu Xiongying!

When seeing the name on the tablet, Huang Xiongying couldn't help but thumped in his heart.

Zhu Xiongying, the eldest son and grandson of Emperor Hongwu, passed away when he was eight years old, so that his name didn't even have the five elements stipulated in Zhu Yuanzhang's ancestral precepts.

Because Zhu Xiongying was the eldest son of the prince Zhu Biao, he should have become the grandson of the emperor, but he died too early, and he passed away before the ceremony of establishing the grandson of the emperor and giving his name.

After his death, Zhu Xiongying was posthumously named the King of Yu, and his posthumous title was Huai.

King Huai, I'm afraid that the word "Huai" does not entrust the deep memory of Emperor Hongwu, Empress Ma and others.

Huang Xiongying felt emotional in his heart.

Fengxian Hall Fengxian Hall was originally a place to worship the ancestors, but now it is dedicated to the younger generations. I am afraid that Emperor Hongwu would feel unhappy every time he came here.

But why did Emperor Hongwu want to call himself here?
Huang Xiongying still can't figure it out, is it because the word "Xiongying" is also in his name?

"Great grandson."

Suddenly, an old voice sounded behind him, causing Huang Xiongying to turn around abruptly.

I saw an old man behind him, his gray hair was tied up with a wooden hairpin, his frame was tall, his hands were long and his feet were long.

Under the light of the candlelight, the old man looked a little thin, but not weak, and in the dimly lit hall, his eyes were frighteningly bright.

"Grandpa, why are you here? Where is the old emperor Hongwu?"

Hearing Huang Xiongying's words, Zhu Yuanzhang seemed to have just come back to his senses, smiled, and said: "The old emperor Hongwu has something to do, so he will come over later."

With that said, Zhu Yuanzhang stepped forward and came to Huang Xiongying's side.

"While the old emperor Hongwu is not here, let's have a chat?"

Huang Xiongying nodded, he found that the old man seemed to be different from usual today.

The old man said leisurely: "Son, do we still remember that when we first met you, you said that you would give us a retirement pension, do you still count?"

"Of course it counts."

Huang Xiongying nodded, and didn't say much, but the determined eyes said everything.

Zhu Yuanzhang laughed when he heard the words, and said: "It's really our great grandson. When we are about to go to the earth, we can still meet our grandson. It's really God's favor. You accompany us through the last period of time, and we will spend the rest of our lives , grow up with you!"

After hearing what the old man said, Huang Xiongying was a little confused.

What happened to the old man today? Why did he suddenly become sentimental? There was a sense of confession in his words.

"Grandpa, the days to come are long. With me by your side, you will live a long life!"

Zhu Yuanzhang smiled and said: "There are unpredictable things in the sky, and people have misfortunes and blessings. Who knows how long they can live? Don't others call the emperor long live every day? But can the emperor really live long?"

Then, Zhu Yuanzhang looked at the portrait of the prince, "Look at the prince, he is kind and virtuous, and people inside and outside respect him very much. The old emperor has trained him for 20 years. He originally wanted him to inherit the throne, but he said Just go, don't even think about it!"

Huang Xiongying nodded and said: "The prince is wise, it is indeed regrettable."

The old man withdrew his gaze, looked at Huang Xiongying, and said slowly: "So, we want to tell you about our grandfather while we can still talk, we are afraid, we are afraid of regrets! "

"What about our grandfather?"

Huang Xiongying was slightly startled.

Zhu Yuanzhang said: "Son, we have known you for so long and haven't mentioned anything about us. Do you want to hear our story?"

"miss you!"

Huang Xiongying nodded heavily.

He tried to insinuate, but was bypassed several times by the old man. Now that the old man mentioned it himself, he was of course very curious.

"In the first year of Tianli, we were born in a peasant family. The family was very poor. After a year of hard work, my parents couldn't even afford a full meal. The family only looked like a human being, but they lived like no human beings at all. .”

"I have suffered from hunger since I was a child, but at least I have a family. A family together is better than anything else!"

Recalling his childhood, the old man's eyes seemed to return to that poor but innocent time all at once, and he did not hide the fascination in his eyes.

"It's a pity that the good times didn't last long. When we were six years old, our hometown suffered a severe drought, and then there was a plague of insects, and then there was a plague. The court didn't care about it. There was a famine in our hometown, and there were victims everywhere. The bark of all the trees on this mountain was eaten. It’s no surprise that it’s no wonder that it’s no surprise to change children and eat them!”

"We didn't have overnight food at home, and we were so hungry that we could only gulp down cold water and then tighten our belts."

"If you're hungry, be hungry, at least you're still alive!"

"Our requirements are not high. We only think about the safety of our family, as long as we can have something to eat, but..."

Speaking of this, the old man's eyes seemed to be pulled back to 60 years ago, and he began to show a painful expression.

After a moment of silence.

The old man said leisurely: "We still remember to this day that when we were 12 years old, our father died of starvation on the sixth day of April, our eldest brother starved to death on the ninth day of the lunar month, on the 22th, our eldest brother's eldest son died of starvation, and on the [-]nd, our elder brother starved to death. Mother is starving to death..."

"When we picked up our mother's body, it was not as heavy as a few firewood..."

Speaking of this, the old man couldn't help but shed tears from his eyes.

Recalling this tragic past, Zhu Yuanzhang still couldn't let go, just like before, letting tears flow.

"grandfather……"

Huang Xiongying didn't know what to say, so he could only comfort the old man by stroking the old man's back.

Zhu Yuanzhang took a deep breath, wiped the tears from his eyes with his sleeves, and said with a sob: "At that time, our sister got married, and the third brother went to the door, and we and our second brother were left in our family. We cried and cried, but After weeping, I realized, people, when you are alive, you have to eat, and when you die, you have to go to the ground for peace!"

"But our family doesn't even have a straw mat left. What shall we use to bury our parents and our elder brother?"

"At that time, our parents and elder brother were left at home, and they had already started to stink. At that time, we were thinking, if anyone can bury our father, mother and elder brother, we can even give him our lives!"

"There is no way out, so let's go to the landlord and ask him to find a place for us to bury our father, mother and elder brother for the sake of our father and mother who have planted the land for him all his life. Damn it, just drive us out!"

"Fortunately, there is no unparalleled road. A kind-hearted person saw that our two brothers were pitiful, and finally gave us a place for us to bury our father, mother and elder brother."

Speaking of this, the old man's red eyes couldn't help showing a touch of warmth.

Huang Xiongying saw it in his eyes and knew that it was the darkest moment in the old man's life. The help of kind people made his cold and numb heart feel warm, and he will never forget it in this life.

Zhu Yuanzhang fell into the memory and continued to tell: "We remember that on the day our parents were buried, we and our second brother were crying and digging a hole. We were so hungry that our hands were shaking, but we worked hard and dug a big hole. , Let our father and mother, our eldest brother, and our nephew go to the ground together for peace."

"After they were buried, the kind-hearted people saw that we were really pitiful, so they gave us half a catty of rice bran."

"At that time, there were only us, our second brother, our sister-in-law, and our nephew who had just learned to speak. We boiled a pot of rice bran, and then the whole family gathered together, just like Chinese New Year. After eating That half pot of rice bran."

"The next day, the family broke up and went their separate ways!"

"There is no way, there is only a dead end together. If you go out, you may be able to save your life. My sister-in-law brought her nephew back to her mother's house, while your second grandfather took a broken bowl and went out to beg for food. Since then, we I have never seen your second grandfather again!"

As he spoke, the old man's tears flowed down again.

Huang Xiongying listened to the old man's sad past, and couldn't help but his eyes flushed. He listened quietly, because he knew that what the old man needed most at this time was a listener.

The old man wiped away his tears and continued: "Finally God didn't force us to death. We met an old monk and then entered a temple to become a monk."

Hearing this, Huang Xiongying's eyes widened.

Why is the old man's life experience so similar to that of Emperor Hongwu?

Could it be that the old man is Emperor Hongwu?
At that time, I mistakenly regarded Emperor Hongwu as my grandfather, and Emperor Hongwu would also make mistakes and recognize myself as his grandson?
Boom boom boom!
Huang Xiongying's heartbeat couldn't help but speed up.

But he didn't say anything, because he knew that the old man would tell him everything himself.

The old man continued: "The monks in the temple are not very good people. They don't recite sutras, worship Buddha, and don't even wipe the Buddha's golden body. They have their own fields and incense money, so they eat meat and drink, and even marry Wives and children, but that's none of our business."

"We only need one bite to eat, and we will do whatever the monks ask us to do. We will do everything if we make a rough job, and we will be scolded if we make a slight mistake, but we are very content!"

"We can eat enough, that's enough, isn't it?"

"But his mother, we can't make such a small wish come true, because the famine is too severe, and the temple can't afford so many monks, so we can only let the monks go out to beg for money. What is begging for money? That's begging! "

"But damn it, we will be bullied even if we go for alms. The land we are assigned to is in Huaixi and Henan. The famine is the worst there, and we can't even eat enough. Who can help us?" Woolen cloth?"

"Heh!" At this point, Zhu Yuanzhang sneered, "We thought we have never seen any suffering, isn't it just begging? Let's go!"

"But we were wrong. You don't know if you have never begged for food. Although begging for food requires no effort, it takes dignity!"

"We took a bowl and leaned on a branch, and went out to beg. We begged as we walked."

"Crossing cities and villages, knocking on doors from house to house, but every time we knock on a door, we are mostly stared at and ridiculed."

"We need to tear up all the little dignity we have left, or we will starve to death!"

"Since then, we have understood a truth. If a person wants to gain a foothold in this world, it is impossible to rely on others, and he must rely on himself!"

"We want to become stronger, so we learn while begging, and meet many people. In fact, they are beggars just like us, but there are also many knowledgeable people among them, which benefit us a lot."

"After more than three years of begging, we are no longer the same as we were at the beginning. When we grow up, we are no longer a child who can only watch our parents and elder brother die, and we are no longer a temple servant who is bullied. A strong fighter, a determined fighter!"

Speaking of this, Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes began to shine brightly, and his whole aura changed.

Huang Xiongying looked at the old man who showed his aura, and was stunned.

The old man glanced at Huang Xiongying, and continued: "Three years later, we returned to the temple, and at this time, Han Shantong and Liu Futong revolted, and they took the lead in raising the banner against Meng Yuan!"

"As you said, Meng Yuan's tyranny has finally brought about bad results. When the people have no hope of surviving, they can only stand up and resist."

"In just one year, there have been wars everywhere."

"Meng Yuan's army suppressed everywhere, and even ordinary people were regarded as rebels, ruthlessly killed, just for a military merit."

"Although we are not afraid, we are not stupid either. We stay in the temple and observe quietly."

"Until one day, we received a letter from our little friend. He said in the letter that he has become a thousand households of the rebel army, and hoped that we would also join the rebel army and seek prosperity together."

"But we still didn't act rashly, because the situation was chaotic, we went out rashly, and we didn't know how to die. We are not afraid of death, but we don't want to die!"

"But we were denounced, saying that we peeked at the letter from the rebels, and we were cornered!"

Speaking of this, the old man took another deep breath, with a ferocious expression on his face, and said slowly: "Who doesn't cherish their own life? Who is willing to fight? But we have nowhere to go, there is only one way, and that is Damn it!"

"Since we have decided to rebel, let's stop hesitating, pack our bags, and head to the Huaixi Red Scarf Army!"

"This way, there is no turning back!"

Zhu Yuanzhang talked about his past, and his momentum became stronger and stronger.

And Huang Xiongying had already clenched his fists, looking excitedly at the old man in front of him, who seemed to have returned to his youthful youth.

"Ha ha--"

Zhu Yuanzhang laughed suddenly, and said: "We were full of enthusiasm at the time, but who knew that when we first arrived in Huaixi, we were arrested as spies and caught in front of Marshal Guo."

"Guo Dashuai saw that we were handsome and did not look like spies, so he asked people to untie us and asked us if we were spies and what we were doing here."

"We firmly insist that we are here to join the army!"

"Marshal Guo, on the other hand, sneered, saying that the rebel army has been surrounded by the Yuan army, life and death are unpredictable, and there are still people coming to join the army?"

"We had already fought it out, and we still insisted that we came to join the army, and we came to kill the Mengyuan thieves!"

"Guo Dashuai saw that we were not afraid of death, so he stopped embarrassing us. After confirming with our little friend, he kept us by his side and became his personal soldiers."

"Since then, our talents have really come into play!"

"For the first time to kill an enemy, we sharpened our sword a day in advance. We are not afraid when we go to the battlefield. It will be reversed anyway. We will not be reconciled if we don't kill a world!"

"So we risked our lives, thinking about it every day, thinking about it every day, just to be able to climb up, and finally we became Marshal Guo's personal commander!"

"We also met the most important person in our life, our sister!"

Having said this, Zhu Yuanzhang began to smile on his face.

"Our sister is the adopted daughter of Marshal Guo. She is beautiful, intelligent and virtuous. It is a blessing that we have cultivated in eight lifetimes to meet her."

"Our sister is like our lucky star. When we met her, our life began to change completely!"

"And at this time, we also got a new name!"

Zhu Yuanzhang said, looked at Huang Xiongying who was already stunned, and said with a smile: "We have never told you our name, but our surname is not Huang, but Zhu!"

"Our parents named us Zhu Chongba before, but Marshal Guo later gave us a new name!"

"Our new name is Zhu Yuanzhang!"

"Yuan is the Yuan of Meng Yuan, Zhang is a sharp jade, and Yuan Zhang is a sharp weapon to destroy Meng Yuan!"

The old man said lightly, but the aura on his body made one's heart tremble. Under the light of the candlelight, this tall and straight figure seemed to be ten thousand feet tall.

Huang Xiongying coaxed in his ears, as if being pricked by a sharp needle, his whole body was a little numb, and subconsciously said: "Zhu... Yuan... Zhang?!"

The picture seems to be frozen.

With a smile on the corner of Zhu Yuanzhang's mouth, he looked at Huang Xiongying who was poking there like a piece of wood in front of him...

(End of this chapter)