Daming: Spoilers about the future, Zhu Yuanzhang collapsed
Chapter 20 I am a dutiful son!
Chapter 20 I am a dutiful son!
After this idea appeared in his mind, Zhu Biao himself was shocked.
He subconsciously wanted to deny it.
But judging from what Zhu Yourong said, the birth of this wonderful opening chapter was less than two hours old, and the fact that the so-called Mr. Han is not well-known, it is very likely that the so-called Mr. Han is really the one who kills a thousand swords Shameless! !
Zhu Biao suddenly felt that his head was a little messed up.
"That...Yourong, who is this Young Master Han you're talking about?
There is such a great talent, I want to pay a visit. "
Zhu Biao tried his best to speak in a calm tone.
At this time, Zhu Yourong also knew that this matter could not be hidden.
Simply put his heart on the sidelines, and said aloud: "That's... that's Mr. Han Cheng Han, the one who wants to treat my mother..."
When he said this, Zhu Yourong's heart beat faster involuntarily.
Hearing this, Zhu Biao saw some changes in Zhu Yourong's expression, and immediately felt that his head was even more confused.
what is this? !
That person suddenly appeared in his sister's bedroom, and I heard that he appeared directly on the bed.
After that, he made all kinds of shameless actions, using the excuse of treating his mother's illness, forcing his younger sister to agree to marry him as his wife...
These things, one after another, sounded like a rage, and people couldn't help but want to chop Han Cheng, that bastard, into pieces.
As the victim, her own sister will inevitably hate the traitor Han Cheng to death.
Why does it look like...it seems...it seems...something is different!
What happened here that I didn't know about?
Princess Ningguo felt flustered when she felt the difference in the way her elder brother looked at her.
I was worried that my elder brother would not believe it, and in order to divert my elder brother's attention, I decided to release a trick.
She turned out the original manuscript written by Han Cheng from below, and handed it to Zhu Biao:
"Brother, look, this is Mr. Han's original manuscript, after reading it, you will understand that I am not lying.
This level of words is really beyond my ability to write.
There is still some content on it, which I haven't had time to transcribe. "
Zhu Biao reached out to take it, ready to read Han Cheng's masterpiece, and more importantly, wanted to read some new content.
Regardless of who wrote the script, Zhu Biao's mood, one thing is undeniable, that is, the script is really attractive!
Then, Zhu Biao was dumbfounded.
He was shocked by Han Cheng's excellent calligraphy.
This is... word?
Is this something that humans can write?
Seeing Zhu Biao's reaction, Zhu Yourong immediately felt relieved.
Xin Dao, what I think is not wrong, after being impacted by Mr. Han's words, my elder brother is really not in the mood to continue to ask the bottom line.
"Brother, Mr. Han's writing habits are different from ours. He writes horizontally from left to right."
Zhu Yourong kindly reminded her.
Zhu Biao only felt pain in his eyes, and wanted to throw away this hot eye thing very much.
It's just that the story was really attractive, so he had to hold back his discomfort, find a place he hadn't seen before, and read on.
After reading it quickly, Zhu Biao couldn't wait, and returned Han Cheng's manuscript to Zhu Yourong.
But when he was about to return it to Zhu Yourong, Zhu Biao suddenly remembered something, and stopped his movements again.
"That...yourong, this manuscript is really good, so I won't return it to you yet, I'm going to show it to my father."
"Brother, do you feel that you are suffering only by watching it, and you feel uncomfortable, and you want your father to taste the pain in your eyes?"
Zhu Yourong's voice sounded at the right time.
"No! Don't talk nonsense! Your elder brother and I are a filial son.
The most filial piety!How could you have such thoughts? "
Zhu Biao quickly denied it.
He just felt that from this person's unique writing habits and some unfamiliar simplified characters, it seemed that this person was not from Daming.
Of course, now being reminded by his sister, he also felt that it was a very good thing to let his father experience this kind of visual torture by the way.
"Then Bandit Han, didn't you say to treat your mother?
Why didn't you study drugs well and started writing story books instead?
How much time would it take to write such a script? "
Zhu Biao said in a bad mood.
"Brother, it's not Bandit Han, it's... Mr. Han."
Zhu Yourong plucked up his courage and corrected him aloud.
When Zhu Biao heard this, his head became more confused, his heart became more angry, and his opinion of the thief Han Cheng became even greater!
"It doesn't take much time. Mr. Han seems to be very proficient in writing scripts. He just wrote it with a pen. Xiao He saw it with his own eyes..."
Regarding what Zhu Yourong said, Zhu Biao didn't believe it at all.
This script is so wonderful, interlocking and fascinating, how could it not consume a lot of mind?
I'm afraid it's the thief, who has already prepared and prepared a draft!Specially to trick my sister.
That thief really has a heart to kill.
"Brother, let me pour you a cup of tea."
Zhu Yourong looked at Zhu Biao and said.
Zhu Biao was taken aback for a moment, wondering if he heard it wrong.
My sister actually wants to pour tea for me?
Because it is necessary to prevent accidentally touching the spilled tea and causing the books to get wet, there is a special small coffee table for tea in the study.
There is a certain distance from the desk for reading and writing.
If you want to pour tea, you have to get up, or ask the palace servants to do it for you.
My sister couldn't stand on both legs, which was obviously impossible.
After Zhu Biao was stunned for a moment, he immediately realized that he had heard it wrong.
What my sister said should be to let me pour tea for her, not for her to pour tea for herself.
Thinking of this, Zhu Biao walked towards the coffee table.
As a result, just after taking a step, he froze on the spot, as if petrified!
His eyes widened instantly, and his mouth grew unconsciously.
It was like seeing the most unbelievable thing.
His younger sister, whose legs have been paralyzed for three years, was very skillful under his eyelids, and walked towards the place where the tea set was placed by herself!
Although it does not stand up and walk with its legs, it moves with its own efforts.
Zhu Biao's eyes fell on the special chair seated by Zhu Yourong.
Just now, after experiencing the impact of a series of events, his mind was always attracted, and he didn't notice the strange chair that Zhu Yourong was sitting on.
Looking carefully now, there is a burst of inspiration in my mind, and I feel a sense of enlightenment.
That's not to say that the chair is exquisitely made.
Their royal supplies, there are master craftsmen with superb craftsmanship, and the workmanship is far better than this.
Instead, I am shocked by the ingenious conception of this chair!
yes!You only need to modify the chair you usually sit on and add two wheels. Isn't your sister able to overcome the inconvenience caused by some of her legs being unable to walk?
Why has no one thought of such a simple thing before? !
Zhu Yourong personally poured Zhu Biao a bowl of tea, and invited Zhu Biao to drink tea with a smile.
This was the first time she poured tea for someone after her legs became disabled.
Although it was an extremely simple matter, in Zhu Yourong's eyes, it was very different.
At least this made her feel that she was not just a burden, and regained a lot of confidence.
Seeing Zhu Yourong's smile, Zhu Biao couldn't help being a little stunned.
My sister laughed!
Although in the past, when I came here, my sister also laughed, but it was always a forced smile.
He can see it.
The smile of my sister is the smile from the heart!
Zhu Biao took the tea from Zhu Yourong's hand and drank it all in one gulp.
Then he looked at Zhu Yourong excitedly and said, "Yourong, whose idea is this exquisite chair?
Which made it?
You tell me, big brother will definitely reward him heavily! ! "
(End of this chapter)
After this idea appeared in his mind, Zhu Biao himself was shocked.
He subconsciously wanted to deny it.
But judging from what Zhu Yourong said, the birth of this wonderful opening chapter was less than two hours old, and the fact that the so-called Mr. Han is not well-known, it is very likely that the so-called Mr. Han is really the one who kills a thousand swords Shameless! !
Zhu Biao suddenly felt that his head was a little messed up.
"That...Yourong, who is this Young Master Han you're talking about?
There is such a great talent, I want to pay a visit. "
Zhu Biao tried his best to speak in a calm tone.
At this time, Zhu Yourong also knew that this matter could not be hidden.
Simply put his heart on the sidelines, and said aloud: "That's... that's Mr. Han Cheng Han, the one who wants to treat my mother..."
When he said this, Zhu Yourong's heart beat faster involuntarily.
Hearing this, Zhu Biao saw some changes in Zhu Yourong's expression, and immediately felt that his head was even more confused.
what is this? !
That person suddenly appeared in his sister's bedroom, and I heard that he appeared directly on the bed.
After that, he made all kinds of shameless actions, using the excuse of treating his mother's illness, forcing his younger sister to agree to marry him as his wife...
These things, one after another, sounded like a rage, and people couldn't help but want to chop Han Cheng, that bastard, into pieces.
As the victim, her own sister will inevitably hate the traitor Han Cheng to death.
Why does it look like...it seems...it seems...something is different!
What happened here that I didn't know about?
Princess Ningguo felt flustered when she felt the difference in the way her elder brother looked at her.
I was worried that my elder brother would not believe it, and in order to divert my elder brother's attention, I decided to release a trick.
She turned out the original manuscript written by Han Cheng from below, and handed it to Zhu Biao:
"Brother, look, this is Mr. Han's original manuscript, after reading it, you will understand that I am not lying.
This level of words is really beyond my ability to write.
There is still some content on it, which I haven't had time to transcribe. "
Zhu Biao reached out to take it, ready to read Han Cheng's masterpiece, and more importantly, wanted to read some new content.
Regardless of who wrote the script, Zhu Biao's mood, one thing is undeniable, that is, the script is really attractive!
Then, Zhu Biao was dumbfounded.
He was shocked by Han Cheng's excellent calligraphy.
This is... word?
Is this something that humans can write?
Seeing Zhu Biao's reaction, Zhu Yourong immediately felt relieved.
Xin Dao, what I think is not wrong, after being impacted by Mr. Han's words, my elder brother is really not in the mood to continue to ask the bottom line.
"Brother, Mr. Han's writing habits are different from ours. He writes horizontally from left to right."
Zhu Yourong kindly reminded her.
Zhu Biao only felt pain in his eyes, and wanted to throw away this hot eye thing very much.
It's just that the story was really attractive, so he had to hold back his discomfort, find a place he hadn't seen before, and read on.
After reading it quickly, Zhu Biao couldn't wait, and returned Han Cheng's manuscript to Zhu Yourong.
But when he was about to return it to Zhu Yourong, Zhu Biao suddenly remembered something, and stopped his movements again.
"That...yourong, this manuscript is really good, so I won't return it to you yet, I'm going to show it to my father."
"Brother, do you feel that you are suffering only by watching it, and you feel uncomfortable, and you want your father to taste the pain in your eyes?"
Zhu Yourong's voice sounded at the right time.
"No! Don't talk nonsense! Your elder brother and I are a filial son.
The most filial piety!How could you have such thoughts? "
Zhu Biao quickly denied it.
He just felt that from this person's unique writing habits and some unfamiliar simplified characters, it seemed that this person was not from Daming.
Of course, now being reminded by his sister, he also felt that it was a very good thing to let his father experience this kind of visual torture by the way.
"Then Bandit Han, didn't you say to treat your mother?
Why didn't you study drugs well and started writing story books instead?
How much time would it take to write such a script? "
Zhu Biao said in a bad mood.
"Brother, it's not Bandit Han, it's... Mr. Han."
Zhu Yourong plucked up his courage and corrected him aloud.
When Zhu Biao heard this, his head became more confused, his heart became more angry, and his opinion of the thief Han Cheng became even greater!
"It doesn't take much time. Mr. Han seems to be very proficient in writing scripts. He just wrote it with a pen. Xiao He saw it with his own eyes..."
Regarding what Zhu Yourong said, Zhu Biao didn't believe it at all.
This script is so wonderful, interlocking and fascinating, how could it not consume a lot of mind?
I'm afraid it's the thief, who has already prepared and prepared a draft!Specially to trick my sister.
That thief really has a heart to kill.
"Brother, let me pour you a cup of tea."
Zhu Yourong looked at Zhu Biao and said.
Zhu Biao was taken aback for a moment, wondering if he heard it wrong.
My sister actually wants to pour tea for me?
Because it is necessary to prevent accidentally touching the spilled tea and causing the books to get wet, there is a special small coffee table for tea in the study.
There is a certain distance from the desk for reading and writing.
If you want to pour tea, you have to get up, or ask the palace servants to do it for you.
My sister couldn't stand on both legs, which was obviously impossible.
After Zhu Biao was stunned for a moment, he immediately realized that he had heard it wrong.
What my sister said should be to let me pour tea for her, not for her to pour tea for herself.
Thinking of this, Zhu Biao walked towards the coffee table.
As a result, just after taking a step, he froze on the spot, as if petrified!
His eyes widened instantly, and his mouth grew unconsciously.
It was like seeing the most unbelievable thing.
His younger sister, whose legs have been paralyzed for three years, was very skillful under his eyelids, and walked towards the place where the tea set was placed by herself!
Although it does not stand up and walk with its legs, it moves with its own efforts.
Zhu Biao's eyes fell on the special chair seated by Zhu Yourong.
Just now, after experiencing the impact of a series of events, his mind was always attracted, and he didn't notice the strange chair that Zhu Yourong was sitting on.
Looking carefully now, there is a burst of inspiration in my mind, and I feel a sense of enlightenment.
That's not to say that the chair is exquisitely made.
Their royal supplies, there are master craftsmen with superb craftsmanship, and the workmanship is far better than this.
Instead, I am shocked by the ingenious conception of this chair!
yes!You only need to modify the chair you usually sit on and add two wheels. Isn't your sister able to overcome the inconvenience caused by some of her legs being unable to walk?
Why has no one thought of such a simple thing before? !
Zhu Yourong personally poured Zhu Biao a bowl of tea, and invited Zhu Biao to drink tea with a smile.
This was the first time she poured tea for someone after her legs became disabled.
Although it was an extremely simple matter, in Zhu Yourong's eyes, it was very different.
At least this made her feel that she was not just a burden, and regained a lot of confidence.
Seeing Zhu Yourong's smile, Zhu Biao couldn't help being a little stunned.
My sister laughed!
Although in the past, when I came here, my sister also laughed, but it was always a forced smile.
He can see it.
The smile of my sister is the smile from the heart!
Zhu Biao took the tea from Zhu Yourong's hand and drank it all in one gulp.
Then he looked at Zhu Yourong excitedly and said, "Yourong, whose idea is this exquisite chair?
Which made it?
You tell me, big brother will definitely reward him heavily! ! "
(End of this chapter)
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