The sun is vertical.
In a small courtyard by the Qinhuai River.
Zhu Ying pushed open the door and walked out. He looked at the busy streets in the early morning.
"It's a new day."
Zhu Ying was a transmigrator. Although he felt that it was ridiculous, things happened just like that.
From the eighth year of Hongwu until now, it was already the fifteenth year of Hongwu. Seven years had passed.
Every day, Zhu Ying would let out such a sigh.
There was no other reason, because these days seemed to be picked up by him.
After a day, Zhu Ying welcomed the morning sun and walked into the crowd, strolling along the Qinhuai River where the breeze caressed the willows.
......
On the other side of Ying Tian City.
The Imperial Palace of Ming Dynasty was the Forbidden City.
A large group of people stood at the Meridian Gate.
They were the center of the entire Great Ming Dynasty, the most powerful group of people in the entire Great Ming Dynasty.
But now, they were either in a daze or terrified. Some of them even knelt on the ground in pain.
Today was destined to be a day of turmoil.
Because for the first time, the founding emperor of the Ming Dynasty, Hongwu Zhu Yuanzhang, who had always been comparable to an old ox plowing the fields, actually stopped the court!
One had to know that this was the first time since he ascended the throne and established the Darming Dynasty.
In the past, whether it was when he was sick or something else, the Emperor had never been like this.
This gave many officials a bad feeling.
Then, bad news came.
The Empress of Ming Dynasty was seriously ill last night!
After dozens of imperial physicians diagnosed and treated him, they declared that the medicine was useless and that there was no cure.
Then, collapse!
The emperor was furious and killed all the imperial physicians who treated the empress.
Yes, the Emperor had promised the Empress not to blame the Imperial Physician. He had broken his promise.
However, the officials under the Meridian Gate thought that this was normal.
Because they deeply knew the relationship between the Emperor and the Empress.
Empress Ma, Ma Xiuying, was the one who made up for the kinship in Zhu Yuanzhang's heart, who had lost his loved ones due to the war in the previous Yuan Dynasty.
Even though her skin was scalded, she still had to bring a sesame seed cake to Zhu Yuanzhang, who was imprisoned, to satisfy his hunger.
Zhu Yuanzhang, who had been an orphan, a refugee, a monk, and a soldier, felt warmth.
It was her who, in order to support her husband, when Zhu Yuanzhang was fighting outside, she led the officials and families to tighten their clothes and diet, squeezing out money and food.
It could be said that Empress Ma played a part in Zhu Yuanzhang's defeat of the heroes of the world, the expulsion of the Tartars, and the rebuilding of China.
The two of them walked out of the chaos of war and helped each other.
Every time Zhu Yuanzhang's murderous aura exploded, only Empress Ma could stop him.
There were even rumors that Empress Ma was the scabbard, specially used to restrain Zhu Yuanzhang, the emperor's sword.
But now, Empress Ma was dead and the scabbard was broken.
Zhu Yuanzhang's Emperor's Sword had lost its restraint.
A sword that had lost the restraint of its scabbard was a sharp weapon that could kill and drink blood.
The dozens of imperial physicians who were killed last night showed signs of drinking blood.
With Empress Ma dead, it was foreseeable that Emperor Hongwu's temperament would change drastically.
It was already scary enough to be an official under Emperor Hongwu.
When he thought of Empress Ma's passing, no one could stop Emperor Hongwu.
These officials could not help but feel fear in their hearts. They all looked in the direction of the Ci Ning Palace where the empress of the Ming Dynasty lived.
The Empress! Why can't you live a healthy life? Couldn't he live until His Majesty died first?
It's easy for you to leave, but how are we going to face His Majesty's murderous intent in the future!
......
They strolled around the bustling streets along the Qinhuai River.
Zhu Ying bought some fresh ingredients and then returned home.
"Steamed small yellow croaker, fried lion's head, five cups of spicy chicken."
As he walked, he thought about what dishes he would use the ingredients to make.
"I wonder when Grandma Ma will come. Sigh, I really miss her.”
Opposite him.
Zhu Yuanzhang, who was dressed in plain clothes, was staring at him without blinking.
"They look alike. They really look alike."
The two of them faced each other. As long as one of them moved, they would definitely bump into each other.
Zhu Ying said with a smile as he looked at the old man who was standing in front of him in a daze.
"Old man, what's wrong? Is there anything?"
"You, what's your name?" Zhu Yuanzhang asked blankly.
"Me? My name is Zhu Ying."
"Zhu Ying? Good name, good name."
"Hehe, if there's nothing else, I'll take my leave first.”
As he spoke, Zhu Ying walked around Zhu Yuanzhang, who was standing in a daze, and left in the direction of his small courtyard.
Zhu Yuanzhang looked at his back as he left. Tears welled up in his eyes as he muttered.
"Zhu? Ying? Hehe, little sister, our little sister!"
When Zhu Ying's back turned around the corner and disappeared.
Zhu Yuanzhang wiped his face with his hand. There was no warmth in his eyes anymore, but the fierceness of an iron-blooded emperor.
"Sister, don't worry. I will definitely raise my eldest grandson.
Wasn't it just amnesia? Wasn't it just a little rascal causing trouble in the dark?
Hehe, some things that are like rats in the Earth Trench, our Old Zhu can even conquer the tyrannical Tark people of the past.
What are they?"
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