Ming Dynasty: A hundred-year-old immortal cultivator, Zhu Yuanzhang’s biological father

As a human being, you should always have hope, try your best, and leave the rest to fate.

"Take care of the old man first. I'll ask the servants to bring some breakfast."

"Also, you need to change the hot towel on your head again. Don't be lazy."

Zhu Yunhuan seemed to be greatly encouraged and nodded heavily: "Okay! Big brother!"

Zhu Xiongying nodded, patted Zhu Yunxun on the shoulder, looked at the boy with red eyes, and said with a smile: "Good look! Good man!"

After saying that, he walked out.

Zhu Yunhuan looked at Zhu Xiongying's departing back and suddenly sniffed.

Just like when he was a child, as long as his elder brother is around, his heart will be extremely peaceful.

With his elder brother around, he won’t panic no matter how big the problem is!
Because he knew that his elder brother would protect him from the wind and rain!

Even when grown up.

The eldest brother today is still the same as he was when he was a child, he hasn’t changed at all, and he is still the backbone of Zhu Yunhuan!

Zhu Yunxun rubbed his tired eyes and looked at Zhu Huai's back in a daze: "Brother, when are you going back?"

Suddenly, a voice sounded.

"Grandson, grandson."

Zhu Yunhuan seemed to be hallucinating, and his body became a little stiff.

The next moment, a hand was placed on his arm, "Grandson."

At this moment, a ray of sunlight shines through the window and directly onto the edge of the bed in the study.

Zhu Yunhuan thought he was dreaming.

He turned his head mechanically and watched Zhu Yuanzhang open his eyes. The dirty color in his turbid eyes faded away, replaced by a brightness.

"Grandpa...Grandpa?"

He did not breathe heavily, nor did he show any sign of pain. Instead, he was calm, extremely calm, like an ancient well without ripples.

Zhu Yunhuan was shocked and asked anxiously, "Grandpa, are you, are you... feeling better? Are you feeling better?"

As he spoke, tears began to flow and his voice became choked.

Zhu Yuanzhang stroked Zhu Yunhuan's tender face and said lovingly, "Grandpa is much better now. The anger in his heart has dissipated."

Zhu Yuanzhang's original infection with malaria was not serious, and he received timely treatment. In addition, even though the old man was over fifty years old, he was still in good health.

That's why it recovered so quickly.

Zhu Yuanzhang seemed to have experienced life and death in advance. Looking at Zhu Yunhuan who was guarding the bedside, he felt very distressed.

Only when you are seriously ill will you realize how important the love of family is.

Only then can we see how filial his children and grandchildren are to him.

Looking at Zhu Yunxun's red eyes, the old man said weakly: "Good grandson... don't cry, didn't you sleep last night?"

Zhu Yunhuan shook his head slightly: "Grandpa, I...I slept for a while, big brother...big brother just...really didn't sleep all night."

Zhu Yuanzhang was stunned. He looked around and felt a lump in his throat. He couldn't find Zhu Xiongying.

"Grandson...Grandson?"

Zhu Yunxun said, "My elder brother spent the whole night writing documents to deal with the disaster. He changed your headscarf several times during the night. He just went out and said he would make me some breakfast."

Zhu Yuanzhang listened, feeling relieved, proud and happy.

I feel mixed emotions.

Good boy! Good boy! Grow up!
After the transformation of life and death, Zhu Yuanzhang can see Zhu Xiongying's responsibility even more!
He can carry this family!

The old man felt like crying.

What a great filial piety this is!
In the past, Zhu Xiongying would always pat his chest with a grin and say: Grandpa, you are sick, I will take care of you in your old age.

The child never forgot these words.

Even Zhu Yuanzhang thought he was just trying to please himself.

But at this moment, an inexplicable emotion suddenly surged in the old man's heart.

His eyes slightly opened, as if he remembered something, and his eyes became somewhat happy: "Grandson's medicine...is working!"

The old man is now thinking about more than just himself.

It’s also Jiaozhi, Yunnan, and Guangxi!
His illness was so sudden that he had no time to care whether there was malaria in southern Xinjiang. When he thought about it, he couldn't help but feel worried!

Even at this time, the old man is still thinking about his people!

"Go, go and show us your elder brother's disaster prevention book."

Zhu Yunxun said anxiously: "Okay!"

As soon as I stood up, my vision went dark and I almost fell down.

Zhu Yuanzhang felt a little distressed: "Don't be anxious, kid."

"Oh, okay, grandpa!" Zhu Yunhuan was extremely happy.

This was the first time he felt his grandfather’s care for him and his love for his loved ones!
He has been looking forward to this day for a long, long time!
Zhu Yunhuan stood up and went to get Zhu Xiongying's disaster relief documents.

Zhu Yuanzhang half leaned on the bed, holding the paper, reading it bit by bit.

His brows furrowed slightly. Here are seven strategies for dealing with the situation.

Some of it he could understand.

Some of it he couldn't understand.

For example, disaster victims need hot water... For example, they need to designate toilet areas...

For example, using lime to treat corpses... he didn't understand these.

But he saw clearly the previous things, such as sending soldiers to the plague area to control order, disinfecting dishes with vinegar and other materials, and uniformly managing the plague situation.

The old man nodded slightly.

This guy writes very well, it's very reasonable, and it's in line with the strategy for dealing with disasters.

"Grandpa." Zhu Yunhuan called in a low voice.

Zhu Yuanzhang hummed.

Zhu Yunxun asked: "Why don't you let my elder brother return to the East Palace?"

Zhu Yuanzhang was a little stunned: "Did you tell him?"

Zhu Yunhuan shook his head: "Grandson doesn't know what grandpa is planning, grandson doesn't dare to say anything."

Zhu Yuanzhang smiled and said, "It's not that we don't want him to go back, it's just that we haven't made arrangements yet. There are still some people in the court who don't like your brother, and we haven't dealt with them all yet."

"We don't want to hide anything from him. Grandpa wanted your brother to return to the palace and to be in front of the ministers last night..."

"This year, our family will be reunited during the New Year. Your eldest brother is governing Jiaozhi. He needs to make some achievements to make people shut up. We are waiting for him."

Zhu Yuanzhang no longer hides anything from Zhu Yunhuan.

He had never paid attention to Zhu Yunhuan before, and rarely paid attention to this third grandson.

Be cowardly if you want to be cowardly, and don’t fight if you don’t want to fight. At least Zhu Yuanzhang can see clearly now that this grandson is filial to him from the bottom of his heart!

After experiencing life and death, the old man sees some things more clearly!
Zhu Yunxun nodded: "Grandson understands."

……

Outside.

Zhu Xiongying walked into the yard and drew a bucket of cold water from the well.

After placing it in the copper basin, he scooped up a pool of clear water with both hands and poured it hard on his face!
The cold water splashing on his face instantly woke Zhu Xiongying up.

He shook his head vigorously, shook off the cold water, went to the kitchen again, and told the servants to cook some rice porridge and steam some buns.

After finishing everything, he went to Lan Yu's room to take a look.

The sonorous and powerful calls came one after another, and Lan Yu fell asleep very late last night.

Zhu Xiongying didn't want to disturb Lan Yu.

He thought about it, went to get a basin of hot water, then carried the copper basin and walked towards the study.

"Old Third, you should go to sleep for a while, and I will take care of the old man."

Zhu Xiongying walked in, placed the copper basin on the table, wet a towel with hot water, snorted, and wrung the towel clean.

"This thing is very effective in removing heat."

"You must be tired after a night of work. By the way, I still don't know your name. Is it okay to call you Lao San? Haha."

Zhu Xiongying turned his head.

For a moment, he was stunned.

Four pairs of eyes looked at him.

He also stared at Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Yunhuan.

"Old...old man!"

Zhu Xiongying exclaimed. Zhu Yuanzhang was smiling, winking at him, with unstoppable doting in his eyes.

The warm spring sun is reflected in the study.

If the breeze hadn't stirred the books on the desk by the window, I would have thought this was a forbidden scene.

Zhu Xiongying sniffed, feeling a sour taste in his nose.

Watching the old man winking and smiling at me as he did in the past.

Zhu Xiongying's troubled heart finally settled down.

He also grinned foolishly.

When Zhu Yunhuan saw Zhu Xiongying and the old man looking at each other and smiling, he scratched his head and started laughing too.

The old man was still a little weak, and although his spirits were not yet good, he no longer looked like he was in any pain.

The old man waved his hand, and under the warm sun, his expression seemed very kind: "Grandson, come here."

Zhu Xiongying responded: "Hey!"

He walked over, thought about it, and finally put the towel on Zhu Yuanzhang's head.

Zhu Yuanzhang waved his hands and said: "The fever has subsided, why are you still covering yourself up? If you continue to cover yourself up, you will get prickly heat."

The old man was extremely depressed last night, but today he was still able to joke with me.

Zhu Xiongying grinned slightly: "Then there is no need."

He handed it to Zhu Yunhuan as a matter of course: "You boy, go and wake up the Duke of Liang and bring him a bowl of white rice porridge!"

Zhu Yunxun said happily: "Oh! Okay!"

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Zhu Xiongying's face and gave him a thumbs up: "Great!"

Zhu Xiongying asked in confusion: "What?"

Zhu Yuanzhang said: "Like a real man! He can support a family! He can also support a country!"

Zhu Xiongying shook his head: "Grandpa, please stop talking nonsense. I can handle the family now, but I'm afraid I can't handle the country yet."

"So, you need to stay healthy, so it's best for you to teach me some more skills!"

Zhu Yuanzhang sighed: "Good, good!"

He stared at Zhu Xiongying, just staring at him for a long, long time.

"Is there something booger in my eye?"

Zhu Yuanzhang laughed and scolded: "Go away! There is no eye mucus in your eyes, but you are tired. Were you exhausted last night?"

The old man felt a little distressed.

Although Zhu Xiongying tried to cheer himself up, the old man could still see fatigue in Zhu Xiongying's eyes.

Zhu Xiongying shook his head: "Not tired! I'm young! Why should I be tired?"

"Ha! Brat!"

Zhu Yuanzhang became more and more energetic. Apart from feeling a little hungry, he didn't feel anything else.

He couldn't help but wonder: "Why is this tree bark so magical? How do you know all this?"

Zhu Xiongying thought for a moment and said, "I just figured it out while reading a book."

Zhu Yuanzhang was stunned, seeming a little unbelieving, but he really had no way to explain it. He could only say that this kid had a wide range of interests and had read a lot of strange books.

As if remembering something, Zhu Yuanzhang hesitated to speak, but still said: "Go to bed first!"

Zhu Xiongying shook his head: "Wait until you have your meal, Grandpa."

Zhu Yuanzhang nodded: "Yes, yes! You have to eat breakfast and then go to sleep!"

"Let me ask you a question."

Zhu Xiongying nodded: "Grandpa, you ask."

Zhu Yuanzhang took out the paper in his hand and asked: "Did you write these seven disaster relief policies?"

Zhu Xiongying said "Oh" and nodded, "Yes!"

Zhu Yuanzhang said: "Some of these are clear to us, but some are not."

“Why do we need to divide the toilet area?”

Zhu Xiongying replied: "Because malaria is highly contagious, the crowd is chaotic. If we don't set rules, the feces will be discharged randomly and it will be more contagious if it can't be stopped."

"All my goals are to set rules for them and prevent the spread of malaria again."

Zhu Yuanzhang nodded: "That makes sense."

"Why do we need to drink hot water?"

Zhu Xiongying explained: "There are some bacteria in the river water... well, evil things, some evil things will hide in the water, heating it up can kill the evil things."

"It's just like why you should drink more hot water when you are sick."

Zhu Yuanzhang nodded, agreeing with me, and said, "Yes, yes! Every time I catch a cold, the doctors always tell me to drink more hot water, as if drinking hot water can cure all diseases!"

Although this may sound a bit perfunctory, it has to be said that drinking more hot water can sometimes really work wonders.

Zhu Xiongying smiled and said, "Now that the rules have been established, the infected people have been controlled to prevent further spread, and the infection has been reduced to a minimum, making it easier to manage."

Zhu Yuanzhang nodded, with a hint of surprise in his eyes: "Yes, we should announce these seven strategies to all prefectures and cities. If a disaster occurs in the future, it can be well controlled without being in a panic."

Zhu Xiongying laughed and said, "Old man, at this time, you still care about the lives of the people?"

Zhu Yuanzhang laughed and scolded: "Aren't you the same?"

Lan Yu was still sleeping soundly.

There was a knock on the door.

Zhu Yunhuan whispered in Lan Yu's ear: "Uncle, uncle..."

"Well!"

The snoring stopped, and Lan Yu opened her eyes sleepily, "What's wrong?"

The light outside was a little strong, Lan Yu squinted his eyes and covered them with his hands.

Zhu Yunxun said: "Wake up."

Lan Yu nodded: "Yes, I'm awake."

Zhu Yunhuan said hurriedly: "No, it's Grandpa Huang who woke up."

Lan Yu was startled and jumped off the bed, exclaiming, "What?!"

He widened his eyes, looking incredulous, "Is the old man awake?"

Zhu Yunhuan nodded vigorously.

"Edi Niang!"

Lan Yu hurriedly put on her cloth shoes and said, "Let's go take a look!"

After saying that, he ran towards the study with his butt sticking up.

"Grandpa, grandpa!"

Lan Yu rushed in noisily, and her shoes were almost thrown off her.

Staggering into the study, Lan Yu saw Zhu Yuanzhang leaning against the bed and rubbed his eyes hard.

"That's great!"

"Ok?"

"You're in good spirits!"

"How do you feel, old man?"

Lan Yu has a loud voice.

Zhu Yuanzhang's face darkened: "Your yelling gives me a headache!"

Lan Yu quickly whispered, "Now?"

Zhu Yuanzhang laughed and scolded: "Don't be nervous, I feel much better!"

"what?!"

Lan Yu said with a smile: "You are in good health, you will definitely make it through!"

Zhu Yuanzhang cursed: "Bullshit! Without our grandson's medicine, no matter how strong your life is, you can't survive!"

It would have been better if Zhu Yuanzhang hadn't said anything. After he said it, Lan Yu finally reacted and then looked at Zhu Xiongying in shock.

"Boy! That tree bark... no, that magic medicine, is it really so sharp?"

"After seeing your two moves, wouldn't those people from the Imperial Hospital jump off the Tianjin Bridge and die?"

Zhu Xiongying said shyly: "What a coincidence."

Lan Yu still couldn't believe it, but said happily: "Amazing!"

(End of this chapter)