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

Chapter 86 Our eldest grandson, he is back!

Fengxian Hall, Houdian.

Looking at Huang Xiongying with a sluggish face, Zhu Yuanzhang smiled with a bit of complacency on his face.

Finally, he also shocked his eldest grandson once!
"Didn't we just say that Emperor Hongwu would come soon? Now, he is here!" Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Huang Xiongying with a smile.

Huang Xiongying reacted suddenly.

When the father Huang Tieniu died, it was the time when the prince Zhu Biao passed away.

The last thing Dad said to himself before he died was that your grandpa was an amazing man.

And when the old man came to the door suddenly, he thought that old man Hong Wu was his grandfather by mistake, and scolded him a lot.

I didn't want to just bring up old man Hongwu's sadness, so he scolded him so much that he cried bitterly on the spot.

However, what surprised him even more was that Mr. Hong Wu recognized him as his grandson on the spot.

No wonder the old man always spoke unscrupulously afterwards, and he didn't pay attention to the minister of the court at all. It's no wonder that his suggestions time and time again, although very bold, were quickly adopted by Emperor Hongwu.

No wonder Li Jinglong, Cao Guogong, Liu Sanwu, a Hanlin scholar, and Zhao Mian, Minister of the Ministry of household affairs, all respected him.

No wonder everything is going so smoothly.

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It turned out that the grandfather I recognized was the current emperor, Emperor Hongwu!
In an instant, Huang Xiongying understood a lot.

The Emperor Hongwu whom I wanted to see was always by my side!

"Crassman Huang Xiongying, pay homage to the emperor!"

Huang Xiongying's heart was pounding, but he did not forget his identity, and immediately wanted to bow down.

But was blocked by a pair of big hands, Huang Xiongying raised his head, and saw that it was the old man who stretched out his hands to support him.

"We said before that you want to take care of us and die, and we will spend the rest of our lives growing up with you. You are our grandson, and we are your grandfather. What is in front of you is not Hongwu Emperor, but your grandfather!"

"If you visit us in this capacity, we won't accept it!"

After hearing the old man's words, Huang Xiongying was startled, and slowly said: "Grandpa...Grandpa."

Only then did Zhu Yuanzhang nod his head, glanced at Huang Xiongying playfully, and said, "You know we are the emperor, are you afraid of us?"

Huang Xiongying shook his head: "Not afraid."

He can fully feel Zhu Yuanzhang's feelings for him, and he really treats him as a grandson, otherwise he would not tear his wounds in front of him and show him.

Zhu Yuanzhang asked again: "Are you nervous?"

"nervous!"

Huang Xiongying nodded: "Still excited!"

"Hey!"

Zhu Yuanzhang smiled: "Stinky boy, you are quite honest!"

Huang Xiongying felt the old man's familiar feeling from before, and couldn't help curling his lips, and said, "Caomin..."

"Return the grassroots?"

Zhu Yuanzhang interrupted Huang Xiongying's words: "You are our grandson, you have been in the past, and you will be in the future!" Zhu Yuanzhang glanced at Huang Xiongying, "Why, you know that we are the emperor, so you don't want to recognize our grandpa?"

"No."

Huang Xiongying shook his head and said, "I just didn't expect that my grandfather is Emperor Hongwu!"

Zhu Yuanzhang smiled when he heard the words, and said: "That's good, we haven't finished talking yet, by the way, where did we just say?"

Huang Xiongying replied: "It is said that you met Queen Ma."

"exactly!"

Zhu Yuanzhang said with emotion: "We met our sister, we are the sun, our sister is the moon, we two traveled the sky, and finally overthrew that shit Meng Yuan, our mud legs arched by a lump of soil turned out to be The founding emperor, when we think about it now, it's incredible!"

Huang Xiongying nodded: "Grandpa, you are a true hero!"

Zhu Yuanzhang smiled wryly when he heard the words, and said: "But what's the use of being a hero? Our sister left us anyway. Since my sister left, we feel that the whole palace is empty. No one quarrels during the day and no one at night. Talk, what do you call this day? What good is it for us to be heroes?"

Speaking of this, Zhu Yuanzhang looked at the portrait of Empress Ma on the wall with an unconcealable loneliness.

a long time.

Zhu Yuanzhang said leisurely: "Da grandson, do you know? When your grandma was still around, we sometimes hated her."

Huang Xiongying was slightly taken aback, but did not interrupt, but quietly listened to the old man's continuation.

Speaking of Empress Ma, Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes were filled with bewilderment and pain, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he gritted his teeth and said, "We hate her for taking care of us and forcing us to go on a hunger strike when I'm sick. In my whole life, I hate others to force us." We also hate her meddling in politics the most!"

"What is she? We are the emperor! Why do we have to listen to her! Why does she come up with better ideas than us! Without us, what is she!"

As Zhu Yuanzhang said, he suddenly became very excited, and stared at the portrait of Empress Ma with a pair of tiger eyes:
"Ma Xiuying, we are arranging you in front of your grandson! You are talking! The whole world has to listen to us. If you don't listen to us, we won't let you die. How can you die?"

"Well, you died well!"

"We don't feel sorry for you dead, we... we can establish a new queen, we can establish as many as we want, and we can establish three of us at once!"

"Are you angry? Are you angry?"

"Speak up! Aren't you the best at talking about us? Tell me..."

Zhu Yuanzhang seemed to have fallen into madness, yelling and cursing at the portrait of Empress Ma, as if he was arguing with the portrait.

However, the woman in the portrait is always smiling, looking at Zhu Yuanzhang who looks like crazy.

"Grandpa! Grandpa!"

Huang Xiongying hurried forward and grabbed Zhu Yuanzhang who was too excited.

Zhu Yuanzhang was trembling uncontrollably at this time, Huang Xiongying had no choice but to help him to a chair beside him and sit down.

Zhu Yuanzhang sat down and put his hand on his forehead.

a long time.

Only then did Zhu Yuanzhang's suppressed voice come out: "Dead, my sister is dead, my sister is really dead!"

Where does Emperor Hongwu look like?It's like an old man who lost his wife.

Looking at the sad old man, Huang Xiongying had no choice but to help the old man caress his back constantly, so as to calm him down.

It was a long time again.

Only then did the old man raise his face, and patted Huang Xiongying's hand with his big old hands with age spots, "Don't worry, we're fine."

Under the not-so-bright candlelight, the old man's red eyes and tears on his face could be vaguely seen.

"Hey--"

The old man let out a long sigh of relief, and said with a wry smile: "Now that Biao'er is gone, we are really alone!"

Huang Xiongying looked at the iron-blooded emperor in front of him. He also had flesh and blood. He would cry when he talked about the sad past, and he couldn't control his emotions when he thought of the lover who had left him.

"grandfather."

Huang Xiongying yelled softly, and said: "You still have me, if grandpa doesn't dislike it, I will always be by your side."

"Yes, we still have you, and we still have our great grandson!"

"Come on, grandson, come here!"

Zhu Yuanzhang stood up and brought Huang Xiongying to the last tablet without a portrait.

"Look, this is our grandson too!"

Huang Xiongying followed the direction of Zhu Yuanzhang's finger and looked at the small tablet, which read, Huai Wang Zhu Xiongying.

Looking at this tablet with the same name and different surname from his own, Huang Xiongying's doubts reached the peak, and the old man Hongwu was called Zhu Xiongying's grandson, King Huai, and also called himself grandson.

Do you really just think that you are also called Xiongying?

correct.

No wonder I felt familiar when I saw the prince's portrait just now, it turned out to be like me!

Could it be that he looks like King Huai Zhu Xiongying, and his name is also Xiongying, the old man regards himself as a substitute for King Huai?
Yes!

It must be so!
Otherwise, Mr. Hong Wu would have no reason to treat him like his own grandson!

Just thinking about it, I saw Zhu Yuanzhang stroking the tablet of Huai Wang Zhu Xiongying, and said slowly: "The 15th year of Hongwu, that is a year we don't want to think about. In that year, our sister passed away, and our grandson also passed away." !"

"That year our eldest grandson was only eight years old. He was the eldest son and grandson of our old Zhu family. The mountains and rivers of the Ming Dynasty will be passed on from generation to generation."

"But... but the sky doesn't fulfill people's wishes!"

"We still remember that day, on the first day of May in the 15th year of Hongwu, we were discussing with the ministers about the northern Mongolian Yuan thieves in the Wuying Hall, when your grandma suddenly broke in, picked up a stick and chased us violently, while beating us Curse, good you Zhu Chongba, you don't care about your son's life or death, and you don't care about your grandson's life or death!"

"That's when we found out that our eldest grandson is gone!"

"From that day on, your grandma locked herself in her room and didn't even see us. She didn't let us see her until she got sick and knew that her time was numbered."

"I regret it! Why didn't we give our grandson more love and care when he was alive, and discover his physical problems early, instead of regretting after our grandson left!"

"If God gives us another chance, we must take good care of our grandson and won't let anyone hurt him again, even the Heavenly King!"

Zhu Yuanzhang spoke sonorously, with a ferocious and determined look on his face.

"Grandpa, the dead cannot be brought back to life, so sorry."

Huang Xiongying had nothing to do with the old man's sadness, he could only comfort him with pale words.

"No!"

I don't want to, but the old man shook his head, turned around with a pair of tiger eyes, and stared at Huang Xiongying closely, his eyes were frighteningly bright, and his voice was a little hoarse, as if he was suppressing the excitement in his heart, he said: "Our grandson, he came back!"

"came back?"

Huang Xiongying met the old man's excited eyes with a look of astonishment.

His grandson is back?
What do you mean?
Why did you call yourself here to tell yourself this?

Is it...

How can it be? !
Huang Xiongying's brain had lost the ability to direct his own actions, and he stood there motionless like a log, staring at Zhu Yuanzhang with dazed eyes.

Rumble!
The sky outside the hall had changed at some point, and a thunderbolt was suddenly startled.

The lightning that pierced the sky completely reflected the back hall of Fengxian Hall, reflecting the two figures that seemed to be frozen in the hall...

(End of this chapter)