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

Chapter 46 The truth back then!
"Our father?"

Zhu Biao was stunned for a moment, and then he seemed to think of something: "It's the Supreme Emperor, father, you...could it be that the Supreme Emperor also entrusted you with a dream?"

Last time, he heard Zhu Yuanzhang say that Queen Chun had a dream.

It was his first time in the palace to hear Zhu Yuanzhang mention Empress Chun so formally.

Now, the Supreme Emperor is also officially mentioned.

The last time he mentioned Queen Chun was in a dream, so Zhu Biao thought it would be the same this time.

Zhu Yuanzhang was impatient, so he blurted out this subconsciously.

Regarding his father, he was actually reluctant to talk to Zhu Biao and other children. Even Queen Ma didn't want to say anything.

the reason is simple.

They have never met their father and mother.

They will not understand, and will never understand, the burning heart in their hearts.

"nothing."

"Biao'er, stop mumbling, it's already raining anyway."

"Go back, it's not too early. You should go back and rest early."

Zhu Yuanzhang had no intention of talking.

Seeing this, Zhu Biao opened his mouth.

In the end, he said goodbye to Zhu Yuanzhang without saying anything and walked out.

After he left, Zhu Yuanzhang prepared to sleep in Kunning Palace.

I heard the imperial doctor say,

My sister's pulse condition is becoming more and more stable, and she will probably wake up within this time.

During this period of time, he slept in Kunning Palace, just because he wanted his sister to see him at first sight when she woke up.

Of course, he also wanted to see the awakened Queen Ma for the first time.

however.

As soon as the quilt was spread on the bed, a guard came to tell him that Mao Xiang, who had gone to Haozhou under his order not long ago, was back.

"Back? Hurry, call him over here!"

Zhu Yuanzhang quickly ordered.

soon.

Mao Xiang, covered in stinking sweat, walked in.

It is really disrespectful to meet the emperor with such appearance.

But Mao Xiang knew the old man's temperament. At that time, the old man asked him to rush to Haozhou to find out the news about the Supreme Emperor. It was extremely urgent.

When he came here dressed up like this, he was silently saying that he was so busy doing this that he even forgot to take care of his clothes.

as predicted.

When Zhu Yuanzhang saw Mao Xiang like this, he looked at him carefully and said with emotion: "Mao Xiang, thank you for your hard work."

Mao Xiang cupped his hands and said, "Your Majesty, this is what subordinates should do."

Zhu Yuanzhang nodded and asked: "Well, tell me, what have you found."

Mao Xiang replied: "Your Majesty, what happened back then was really strange!"

"My subordinates went to Haozhou, spent a lot of effort to find the two kind-hearted people, and asked them about what happened back then. Both of them had some impressions of what happened back then."

"They said yes. This was their first time and the last time in their lives to bury someone else's bones, so they were very impressed."

"Back then, the coffins of the Supreme Emperor and Queen Chun were buried not far from their residences. There would often be movements at night, but nothing unusual."

"Until... until a year later, an expert came to the village and stayed at his house. Then that night, the two people could always hear sounds outside in the middle of the night, and from time to time... they could also hear knocking sounds. .”

"The next day, when they got up, they found that the master had left a note saying that he had left. They also found that the Emperor's coffin was broken that day... and that the Emperor's body was missing."

"They suspect that the master is robbing the tomb, but there is nothing valuable in the Supreme Emperor's coffin. What does the master want?"

"This matter has always puzzled them, and it has become a problem that has troubled them for many years."

Zhu Yuanzhang frowned when he heard this.

Mao Xiang paused and spoke again: "Your Majesty, my subordinates also found out the identity of that master. He..."

Mao Xiang was interrupted by Zhu Yuanzhang mid-sentence.

"Are you from Longhu Mountain?" Zhu Yuanzhang said calmly.

Mao Xiang was stunned and said in astonishment: "Your Majesty, you... how do you know? Could it be that you also sent people to check other places?"

Zhu Yuanzhang sighed: "No, we just let you investigate this matter."

"Then your Majesty..."

"Guess."

Guess?
There are thousands of people in the world, and there are hundreds of sects outside Longhu Mountain.

So many places, so many directions.

Guess what is wrong, but the correct answer is, Longhu Mountain.

Mao Xiang understood instantly that the old man must know something.

"That's right, Your Majesty."

"This matter is related to Queen Chun and the Supreme Emperor. After my subordinates investigated the matter, they learned that the Supreme Emperor's body was stolen from Longhu Mountain, and they did something on their own initiative."

Zhu Yuanzhang raised his eyebrows: "What is it?"

Mao Xiang took a deep breath: "My subordinate went to Tai Chi Mountain to confirm whether the tomb of Queen Chun was robbed. The result is good, there are no tomb robbers."

"But... I found a bouquet of flowers."

A bouquet of flowers? !
When Zhu Yuanzhang heard this, his eyes, which were always full of majesty, became a little moist, and his voice trembled a little: "Is it... is it a gardenia..."

Mao Xiang was stunned again, and then nodded heavily: "Yes, it's Gardenia!"

"Beside Queen Chun's tombstone, there was indeed a bouquet of gardenias. My subordinates were afraid of admitting it wrong, so they picked a few petals back."

Mao Xiang took out a few withered petals from his arms.

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at, looked at...
His eyes were getting moister and his lips were trembling.

"It's a gardenia, our mother's favorite gardenia. Our father... our father is really still alive. Dad, please come back... come back to see your mother."

The iron-blooded Emperor Hongwu was like a crying child at this moment, carefully holding the few withered petals and crying like a child.

He did not cry when Queen Ma was ill, nor did he cry when his eldest grandson died. Only when Queen Ma almost entered the gate of hell did the Hongwu Emperor shed tears.

He couldn't cry and didn't think he could cry.

He is not only a member of Queen Ma's family, but also the Lord of the Ming Dynasty. All officials and people are looking at him.

He does not live alone.

Countless people are paying attention to, guessing, and pondering his every word and deed.

So he needs to be strong.

And he is also very strong. After years of military service, Zhu Yuanzhang has seen all the storms and waves. Except for Queen Ma and Zhu Biao, almost nothing can make him cry.

But tonight,
Seeing these withered gardenias, Zhu Yuanzhang cried like a child.

This is his father, and this is his mother.

To the second elder, he is indeed a child.

Zhu Yuanzhang was worthy of everyone in his life, but he could only be sorry for his parents. He returned home in rich clothes, and even became an emperor, but he could not let his parents enjoy a good life.

He felt sorry for them.

This is also what Zhu Yuanzhang regrets most.

And now!
Now! ! ! !
A bouquet of gardenias appeared in my mother's grave. Only my father and the children at home knew that my mother loved gardenias the most.

The eldest, second, and third are all in Yingtian Mansion. A few days ago, he sent people to find three of them. They are all in Yingtian Mansion. The eldest, second, and second mother also had dreams, but only the third child did not.

They are all in Yingtian Mansion. Besides dad, who will go to see mom?

Mom was right when she told her dream that dad... dad was really still alive!

"His Majesty…."

This was the first time that Mao Xiang saw the old man crying like this, and he was a little at a loss.

"Get out of here, keep this matter hidden for us, no one can tell it, not even the queen."

Zhu Yuanzhang choked up.

Mao Xiang took a deep breath, handed over his hands and accepted the order to retreat.

(End of this chapter)