Daming: Taking stock of life span at the beginning, Lao Zhu is numb'

In the next few days, Da Ming did not have any new events.

As for the daily refresh of the gold list, everyone has taken it as a "habit".

If the new prince he refreshed has a "long" lifespan, it can be regarded as a big deal.

But what makes people desperate is like a timing machine, every day the sun rises and the moon sets, and what is refreshed again and again on the gold list will only be a "short-lived" prince.

And this prince, when he appeared on the gold list, it was also natural that he was given a big red cross in his identity as a candidate for the prince.

However, these vassal kings are almost dying.

As for the identity of the prince, naturally, he must not care.

can affect emotions because of the lack of the "prince" choice itself.

There are only their own staff, the powerful ministers who swing in the middle of the court.

and other royal heirs who were still nervous and scared, but slightly looking forward to it.

......

Time passed little by little, and in a blink of an eye, a few days later, one afternoon, the coffin of King Tan had entered Yingtianfu, and on this day, the people of Yingtianfu collectively knelt down.

Entering the palace, Zhu Yuanzhang walked out with the support of the eunuch.

"Let me take a look at ......

".

The moment the coffin was seen.

Zhu Yuanzhang's whole person seems to have aged by more than ten years in an instant.

He muttered and slowly walked over to the coffin.

Stand still.

Silently watched.

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at it for a long, long time, his face was pale and uncertain, and his eyes were cloudy.

The ministers and princes beside him, no one dared to speak.

After a full quarter of an hour, Zhu Yuanzhang turned around.

"Let's arrange the aftermath. "

After finishing speaking, he looked fixedly at Zhu Biao, who was in the crowd and was in a slightly better place today: "Biao'er, accompany us to go around." "

Zhu Biao also pulled out a weak smile: "Yes, father." "

Zhu Yuanzhang walked towards the place where Queen Ma once lived.

Zhu Biao was also supported to keep up.

The two of them walked like this.

It's just that in that elongated back, you can see infinite sadness.

In the afternoon of this day, the palace was busy with Zhu Zi's funeral.

In the former dormitory of Queen Ma, Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Biao supported each other, sat or stood and chatted all afternoon, and no one knew what they said.

I only know that after Zhu Yuanzhang came out, he returned to his dormitory and never looked at Zhu Zi again.

And after Zhu Biao returned to the East Palace.

called Zhu Yunwen to the room.

The father and son were also in the house and talked for an hour.

Until Zhu Biao's body, he really couldn't hold it anymore.

Only then did Zhu Yunwen stand up and leave.

Pushing the door out, Zhu Yunwen met Lu's burning gaze.

"Yun Wen, you and your father ...... king."

Zhu Yunwen sighed: "Mother, I will definitely work harder from now on." "

"I will live up to my father's expectations. "

With tears in his eyes, Lu nodded heavily: "Good son." "

"My good son ......

".

It's late at night.

Zhu Yunwen went into the study and didn't want to rest.

......

Another day.

Sunrise in the East.

But the depressing atmosphere of the rain has not decreased but increased.

[Sky Gold List, Shou Yuan Inventory. 】

[Today's list, Han King Zhu Ao. 】

【......】

And then, as in the previous days.

The next few days.

New short-lived princes have appeared on the gold list one after another.

[Sky Gold List, Shou Yuan Inventory. 】

[Today's list ......].

【......】

One, two, three, four.

With the emergence of more and more "short-lived princes".

Daming's remarks about "offending" God became more and more intense.

Everyone was worried about the impending catastrophe and man-made disaster.

Everyone knows that Da Ming is becoming more and more unstable.

At this moment, he is like a shaking building.

The people who supported him were afraid that he would fall above him.

And in the outside world, there are still troublemakers who are constantly pushing him.

All kinds of strife are about to erupt, and the whole sky is full of gloom.

For now, though.

Today's King Ling of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Yongyu, is still very idle.

Carrying a bamboo basket on his back, he held a small self-made quarrying hoe and a small sickle for collecting medicine.

With a dog's tail in his mouth, he hummed a little tune and walked happily on the mountain path.

At this moment, he doesn't look like a prince, but more like an ordinary little Taoist priest who comes to the mountains to collect medicine.

Zhu Yongyu descended the mountain, expertly observing the surrounding materials.

These days, when he was refining the pill, he was in urgent need of medicinal herbs.

This flavor of medicinal herbs is only available on the edge of the cliff after the rain.

I've only been waiting for so long, and I got up early today to collect medicine.

However, it can be regarded as hard work that pays off.

He got it, and in this way, this elixir was 99% successful.

It's just one kick away.

Zhu Yongyu became more and more happy, and occasionally met people who went up the mountain.

See this little Taoist priest with a sunny face.

Just sighed secretly.

"Now in this year, only by becoming a monk can there be a pure land. "

"Hey, don't talk nonsense, the saints can't hear about the monks today, be careful ...... lose your head

."

Listening to the words of passers-by, Zhu Yongyu only shook his head secretly.

O laity.

After all, he is a layman.

However, since I was born in this era, it is normal for such thoughts to appear.

Zhu Yongyu paid attention to the small stones on the side of the road, and caught a glimpse of silver in the afterglow.

He took a few steps back with his hands on the bamboo basket.

Take out the small homemade hoe from the back basket.

Squat down and smash!

Clay is a good material that is necessary for alchemy refiners.

Well, in fact, he can get this thing with a wave of his hand in the palace.

But those who cultivate immortals, the materials they get by themselves will always have some special spirituality.

It's still early today, so I'm not in a hurry to go home, collect more, and then I can come out less.

Zhu Yongyu was intently knocking on the stone.

Suddenly, there was another familiar thunderous sensation.

The next moment.

A golden light flashed in front of him.

"Oh, today's gold list is here?!".

Zhu Yongyu is also proficient in shallow cultivation.

Try to close the five senses.

Soon, everything around sounds, colors.

Before the appearance of the gold list.

The sound of the omen that signaled the earth was all faded.

The thunder roared like a mosquito whispering in your ears.

The light suddenly lit up, like an incandescent lamp turning on in the room.

Zhu Yongyu sighed in his heart.

The speed of my own cultivation is still a little slow.

If you get this kind of technique, you can't achieve perfection.

This may be the helplessness of cultivating immortals in the ordinary world?

According to the routine in those novels in the previous life.

It should be the reason why the aura of this world is thin.

Fortunately, this side of the world.

There are no so-called enemies themselves.

Even if there are enemies.

It could only be some mortals.

Zhu Yongyu is in consciousness.

Blinking at the light of the world.

It's just that this gold list is not clear.

It doesn't matter what is inventoried.

So in the end, he didn't see anything.

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