Emperor Ming's grandson

Chapter 89 Zhu Yuanzhang: Fourth, you are really good!
The spring sunshine softly shines on the blue bricks and green tiles of the Wei Guogong Mansion.

The spring breeze blowing from the Qinhuai River carries the faint fragrance of flowers. King Zhu Di of Yan and Duke Xu Da of Wei are walking in an elegant courtyard in the mansion.

Zhu Di supported Xu Da, his eyes stayed on his father-in-law, his face full of concern.

"Old Taishan, how are you feeling?" Zhu Di asked softly.

Xu Da smiled slightly: "Thanks to your care and the elixir sent by the Holy Sun, my old bones finally survived another test."

"You are not old. You are only fifty-five. You can still lead the army for twenty years at least."

Xu Da laughed loudly: "Why, you don't want me to disarm and return to the fields to enjoy peace and happiness?"

In fact, the gangrene on Xu Da's back was almost healed after being treated with the medicine sent by Zhu Xiongying and carefully managed by the imperial doctor of the Taiyuan Hospital. The severe pain that once kept him awake at night is basically gone now. Appear.

However, the attack of the disease still left traces on Xu Da's body. After being ill for nearly a year, his body was thin and his face was a little sallow. Even his spine, which was once as straight as a pine tree, had become a little thinner due to long-term bed rest. Habitual rickets.

"Have a rest, you're tired from walking."

Zhu Di knew the torture his father-in-law had suffered over the past year, and couldn't help but sigh secretly. He stepped forward and gently adjusted the cushions of the wicker chair in the yard for Xu Da so that he could sit more comfortably.

Xu Da nodded, his eyes full of admiration.

He knew Zhu Di's character well, and knew that this son-in-law was not only brave and good at fighting, but also a rare person who valued love and justice.

Xu Da sat down, reached out on the wicker chair and patted the back of Zhu Di's hand, and said sincerely: "This serious illness has made my body worse than before. I'm afraid it will no longer be possible to take care of things in Peking. Wait. After some time, I will recommend to Your Majesty that you will officially take over from me to guard Beiping and take charge of the military power of other guard posts except the Yanshan Three Guards that you already control."

When Zhu Di heard this, he felt an indescribable ecstasy in his heart.

He knew that this meant that he would have more power and a higher status, and it also meant that he would stand out among the Sai Kings.

Zhu Di took a deep breath and suppressed the excitement in his heart. On the surface, he just pursed his lips tightly and nodded slightly.

At this moment, there was a sudden rush of footsteps.

Immediately after the butler made the announcement, a figure wearing a Feiyu suit appeared at the door of the courtyard.

The person who came was none other than Mao Xiang, the commander of Jinyiwei. He looked hurriedly at the moment, and it was obvious that he had something urgent to do.

"Your Majesty, King Yan, please go to the Holy Sun Altar on Zhongshan Mountain immediately."

Across the door of the small courtyard, Mao Xiang's voice was not loud, but it reached the ears of the two people clearly.

"Go."

Xu Da nodded to Zhu Di.

Zhu Di was stunned for a moment, and then there was a burst of excitement in his heart. He thought that something good must have happened when his father came to him, so he happily followed Mao Xiang and left the Duke of Wei's mansion.

However, the moment the two of them turned to leave, Xu Da, who was sitting in a wicker chair under the tree, frowned slightly.

His eyes inadvertently caught a glimpse of the rope leaking out of Mao Xiang's sleeves, and the rope was tightly wrapped around his wrist.

Xu Da couldn't help but have a doubt in his heart. Why did the commander of the Jinyi Guard bring a rope with him?

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"Oh, cousin, are you here too?"

On the way to Zhongshan, Li Jinglong's smile was like the peach blossoms blooming in spring, and he chatted cheerfully to Zhu Di when he saw him.

Although this Li Jinglong is Zhu Yuanzhang's grandson, and he and Zhu Di are cousins ​​and uncles, their age difference is only ten years, and they usually get along like buddies. Seeing Li Jinglong's nonchalant look, Zhu Di felt a little relieved: "Yes, I don't know why my father summoned him this time."

"Hey, it must be a good thing." Li Jinglong speculated confidently, as if he had guessed Zhu Yuanzhang's thoughts.

Recalling that Zhu Yuanzhang asked him and Xu Huizu to study the radio station a few years ago, he felt that he would definitely be able to make a close guess this time. He probably had to study something else, but this thing must have been sent from there. It's confidential and not allowed to be known to too many people, so I asked trustworthy young people like them to study it.

The two of them walked and chatted, and soon they arrived in front of the Zhongshan Saint Sun Altar.

I saw that Zhu Yuanzhang had been standing there waiting for a long time. When he saw them coming, he actually greeted them personally.

This shocked Zhu Di and Li Jinglong. You must know that Zhu Yuanzhang is usually very majestic. Why is he so friendly today?
"Father, what are you doing?" Zhu Di asked cautiously.

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Zhu Di with a smile, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Fourth, you are really good!"

Zhu Di was a little confused, but Zhu Yuanzhang continued: "If you give me ten thousand courages, I wouldn't dare not come to greet you in person. After all, if I don't show good etiquette and let you bear the grudge in my heart, no one will build our tomb in the future." .”

When Zhu Di heard this, his heart suddenly "thumped".

Building a mausoleum? What does it mean? Could it be that his father already knew about the little tricks he did in private? But it’s not that serious, right? After all, Zhu Di didn't do anything substantial. The most he did was make friends with the generals in Peiping and Daning and win some people's hearts.

Zhu Di quickly called out to Qu: "Father, what do you mean by this? My son has always been loyal and has never had a second heart!"

Zhu Yuanzhang's expression changed when he heard this, and he said coldly: "You still dare to ask us what we mean? Are you still loyal? Come on, hang up these two little bastards!"

As he said this, he waved his hand, and the Jin Yiwei immediately came forward and held Zhu Di and Li Jinglong down.

Li Jinglong was shocked when he saw this. He was not a tough-minded person. He immediately knelt on the ground and hugged Zhu Yuanzhang's thigh and began to beg for mercy: "Uncle! Uncle, please have mercy! Jinglong knows that he is wrong! For my father's sake Please forgive me this time! I will never dare to do it again!"

Zhu Yuanzhang became even more angry when he saw Li Jinglong's shameless look: "You still have the nerve to mention your father? Your father's face has been completely humiliated by you! You know your mistake? Where did you go wrong?"

Li Jinglong was speechless for a moment. How could he know where he was wrong?

But at this moment, he couldn't care so much and could only keep begging for mercy.

Zhu Yuanzhang glanced at Mao Xiang next to him. Mao Xiang rolled up his sleeves knowingly, took off the rope and tied Li Jinglong, then dragged him to a big tree next to him and hung him up.

Zhu Di was panicked when he saw this scene, but he still pretended to be calm on his face and squeezed out a smile: "Father, what is your crime? You punish me, I know it anyway. The reason can only change the past.”

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at him seriously: "We just want to slap you, don't we?"

Zhu Di was speechless for a moment.

As he spoke, Zhu Yuanzhang took the whip of the Jin Yiwei next to him, raised the whip and whipped it towards Zhu Di.

At this moment, Zhu Di was unable to respond to calls every day, so he could only bear the whip. He knew in his heart that his father was really angry this time, so he could only hope that two lashes would calm his father down. .

However, Zhu Di thought wrongly. Zhu Yuanzhang threw away the whip and mercilessly asked Mao Xiang, who had just finished hanging Li Jinglong, to hang Zhu Di to another tree.

Afterwards, Zhu Yuanzhang returned to the Yin Yang Qihai, and behind him came the wailing sounds like ghosts and wolves that could be vaguely heard by Zhu Di and Li Jinglong dozens of steps apart.

"Grandpa, what's going on over there? There seems to be some movement?"

Zhu Yuanzhang calmly replied: "It's okay, someone is playing a top. Dasun, please tell us, what's going on with Emperor Jianwen?"

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