Lu Bu's Sims

Chapter 112 We killed our son, let him die a son too

Zhu Ying (Lu Bu) held a bloody long knife in one hand, and strode towards the mourning hall with her younger brother Zhu Yunxi in the other hand.

Just when the guards exclaimed and wanted to intercept again, Zhu Yuanzhang with a gloomy face waved his hand to stop everyone's actions.

"Father!"

When he came to the mourning hall, Zhu Yunxi, who was trembling with blood on his face, suddenly collapsed after seeing his father's coffin and the coffin behind him. He forgot the scene of murder and blood, and burst into tears.

"Woo~ Father, my son is not filial, woo~"

"Father, why did you leave, woo~ my son is afraid, my son is afraid."

Zhu Yunxi broke down and wailed loudly, his body was limp on the ground, and tears kept flowing.

"Wuu~ Please forgive me, father. It's not that I don't want to come, it's because I can't come into this palace."

Swish!
Under the collapse, Zhu Yunxi's words directly shocked the quick-minded officials, and some hurriedly lowered their heads in fear, but they didn't hear anything just now.

And Zhu Yuanzhang's face froze when he heard these words, as if he didn't have any emotions, but a murderous aura had already risen in his heart.

bang~
The long knife in his hand fell to the ground, and Zhu Ying (Lu Bu) knelt in front of the spiritual tablet. His stubborn face showed sadness but he didn't cry at all, only two lines of tears fell silently.

At this time, silence is better than sound, and sometimes it may not be that the louder the cry, the sadder it is.

At the same time, Zhu Yuanzhang saw it even more clearly, Zhu Ying (Lu Bu)'s stubborn eyes were full of grief, and Zhu Yunxi, who was limp and collapsing, crying loudly and timidly below, was also sincere.

Zhu Yunwen, who was looking sideways at the princess Lu's side, was even more distressed and a little thinner. At this time, Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't help feeling self-blame, and even scolded himself in his heart, Zhu Yuanzhang, Zhu Yuanzhang, you are really not a thing, a son will not be sad when his father dies, You, Zhu Yuanzhang, are still suspicious.

No one will not be sad after facing the death of his father, even though there are countless calculations.

Zhu Ying (Lu Bu)!There are two lines of tears under the grief. Although he has the memory of the previous life, since his birth, his father Zhu Biao in this life has really treated him well.

The relationship between father and son for more than ten years, even though I always felt that it was an outsider, this relationship has always existed.

"Father, my son is not filial, and my brother is being bullied."

Zhu Ying (Lu Bu) was even more murderous in his heart when he said a word of grief, and Zhu Yuanzhang, who was on the sidelines, could see it clearly.

"His Majesty!"

Under the exclamation of everyone, Zhu Yuanzhang picked up the bloody long knife on the ground expressionlessly, and held it in front of his eyes, which was even more real.

The blade was still warm, and the blood was still not cold. Almost all the gaps were on the back of the blade. Immediately afterwards, Zhu Yuanzhang raised his head and strode towards the gate of the main hall.

Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes flickered with astonishment when he saw the guards who were in a state of embarrassment and had already knelt down to plead guilty.

I saw his personal guards, each with long knives out of their sheaths, but there were also dense gaps on the back of the knives.

In other words, the group of guards under his command who came out of the dead just now were defeated by a child.

"Hmph! Trash, our family has raised a bunch of trash like you, and we can't even stop a child."

"Your Majesty's forgiveness!"

A group of guards pleaded guilty, and Zhu Yuanzhang cursed again and again, as if venting something.

"Get back!"

Under the scolding, Zhu Yuanzhang left slowly with the bloody long knife angrily.

However, with the departure of Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang of the Ming Dynasty, the expressions of all the officials in Jinshen Hall became even more ugly. None of them knew clearly that this was the royal family, and their emperor would not say it in front of them, but It is conceivable that a storm is about to hit.

At the same time, Crown Princess Lu's face was even paler, with endless fear in her eyes. No one is not afraid of the methods of the current emperor Zhu Yuanzhang.

"Your Highness!"

With Zhu Yuanzhang's departure, Lan Yu and the three brothers Chang Mao, Chang Sheng, and Chang Sen looked at Zhu Ying (Lu Bu) anxiously.

"Your Highness, today is too reckless."

However, Zhu Ying (Lu Bu) was so sad that she didn't hear it, and the princess Lu, who was kneeling and crying on one side, whispered sadly: "How can Yinger be so reckless today."

A strange scene appeared. After Zhu Ying (Lu Bu) turned her head and bowed to the Crown Princess Lu, she indifferently dragged her younger brother Zhu Yunxi to the other side to guard the spirit.

After this strange scene fell among the officials, they were secretly shocked, and then they bowed their heads and continued to cry bitterly as if they hadn't seen it or turned a blind eye.

Woohoo~ What is this called? Zhu Yuanzhang, the founding emperor of the Ming Dynasty, seemed to have a natural grudge against their officials. He would behead and kill people at every turn. It's one thing to get through it carefully.

Woohoo~ Finally, a hope appeared, how benevolent and righteous the current prince Zhu Biao is, as long as the prince Chujun becomes regular, their days of worrying and being afraid will be over.

Who would have thought that such a thing would happen, although they dare not say some things, there are many people crying in their hearts, why didn't the emperor go first, when will their hard days of being officials worry about fear come to an end.

When there was a lot of mourning in the Jinshen palace, Zhu Yuanzhang, who had just returned to the palace at this time, looked gloomy.

"My minister Jiang Yu pays homage to His Majesty, long live my emperor~ Wan~"

"Damn it for us, our son is gone, long live! Long live the hell!"

Under the bloodshot eyes, Zhu Yuanzhang was even more furious. Under Jiang Yu's cold sweat, the bloody long knife with gaps was placed on his neck.

"We are raising you, but someone in the palace dares to stop our grandson from paying homage to his father. Do you think we are deaf or blind!"

Under Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes that were bloodshot and eager to devour people, Jiang Yu clasped his fists in cold sweat and terrified, and said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, His Majesty Jinshen Palace and the Prince's Mansion have already made a decree, and Jin Yiwei dare not take half a step!"

"That was before!"

Facing Jiang Yu's excuse, Zhu Yuanzhang stared angrily, like a crazy beast.

"Now our family doesn't care! Our family's badge is gone, our heirs are gone, and everyone is secretly calculating our family's position!"

"Go! From now on, no matter where you are within the scope of Jinyiwei, check it out! If you find it, kill it for our family! Kill him with blood flowing into rivers, and kill him with his head rolling. Our family wants to see who else dares to control us family business!"

Zhu Yuanzhang, who was frightened by Zhu Yuanzhang, clasped his fists with a pale face and trembling.

"Humble job understands, humble job right now!"

Just as Jiang Yu was trembling and about to leave, Zhu Yuanzhang stopped him suddenly.

"Wait!"

"His Majesty!"

Jiang Yu knelt on the ground tremblingly waiting for instructions.

Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes were red in grief, and he sneered ferociously: "Today, Mrs. Lu can't escape the responsibility, we just died.

Some people can't sit still son, well, go and check with Lu Ben, the secretary of Taichang Temple. "

"One of our sons died, let him also die a son, our family doesn't care whether it is true or not, whether it is wronged or not, just because our grandson has been humiliated today, what the Crown Princess Lu has done is not up to standard!"

After Jiang Yu left respectfully, only Zhu Yuanzhang was left in the lonely hall, sitting alone on the dragon chair, holding
Carrying a bloody long knife.

"Sister, woo woo~ we didn't like the bid, woo woo~"

Tears flowed down, and Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't help the grief in his heart and wept in a low voice. At this time, he was a husband, a father, a husband and father who had experienced the loss of his wife and then his son, not the hard-hearted Emperor Hongwu.

　After thinking about it, only this Ming Dynasty, under the training of the founding emperor Hongwu, Lu Bu would immediately become awesome. Don't be too perverted, I also want Lu Bu to grow into a qualified overlord at the fastest speed.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)