Daming: Empress Ma's will, I'm actually the emperor's grandson
47 After eight years, father and son finally met!

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Zhu Biao stopped reading.

Because Lu Liang's fate was already very clear. With so many witnesses and physical evidence, it was impossible for him to escape the crime.

A punishment of beheading was already considered light. It was even possible to be sentenced to a waist chop.

Zhu Biao slowly left the crowd with a lonely expression.

He did not return to the magnificent palace with red walls and yellow tiles.

Zhu Biao walked on the streets of Ying Tian City like a walking corpse. He was like a wandering ghost that had no home to return to.

They walked all the way from the former city to the bustling Qinhuai River.

He looked at the people of Ming Dynasty who walked past him with happy smiles on their faces.

Zhu Biao felt bitter in his heart. Originally, the people in the hall today should be like them. Although they might have a bit of a hard time, they should have a happy family.

In the end, because of Lu Liang, that rat sh * t, he relied on his family background, on his sister being the Crown Princess, and on his brother-in-law being the Crown Prince.

He would make those people lose their wives and children, and end up with their families destroyed.

Although Zhu Biao didn't participate in all of this, he couldn't escape the blame of his soul.

After all, without Zhu Biao, Lu Liang would not have dared to do such a terrible thing to the people of Ming Dynasty.

The guilt in Zhu Biao's heart increased endlessly when he thought about how it started with him.

Finally, he arrived at a restaurant.

He was just passing by and had no intention of stopping.

But at this moment, the storyteller's voice came from the restaurant.

"Ha, everyone, be objective. Even Lu Liang, who relied on his family background to bully the people, probably never thought that he would fall into the abyss one day.

And all of this started from the day our restaurant opened, which was yesterday.

At that time, on the first day of our restaurant's opening, everyone had a 20% discount. Oh, today is also a 20% discount.

You ask me why I still have a 20% discount? Then you have to listen to me carefully.

On the opening day, the entire venue was filled with people, but who would have thought that the arrogant and despotic Lu Liang would actually bring his dog to our World's Best Taste.

A customer only slightly blocked his way and was beaten up by his dog servants."

Hearing that it was about Lu Liang, Zhu Biao stopped in his tracks.

Raising his head, he looked up and saw a horizontal board.

"The world's most delicious."

Yesterday? Lu Liang came here?

Then let's go in and listen to what this damned bastard has done.

Zhu Biao raised his foot and stepped into the restaurant.

They saw that the restaurant was full of customers, and a high platform was built in the middle. The storyteller stood on it and spoke eloquently.

When the exciting part was mentioned, the surrounding crowd cheered loudly and raised their glasses to drink.

"Good! Such an inhumane, beast-like thing should end up like this!”

"It's so satisfying to be able to float in the sky!"

"With Master Hong Wu alive, none of these beasts who bully the people can escape. Long live Master Hong Wu!”

"Long live Lord Hongwu!"

"Long live Great Ming!"

"Long live Great Ming!"

"Long live Great Ming!"

......

The scene was crazy. All of them were dressed in simple and old-fashioned clothes, brocade clothes, or scholarly robes.

They all raised their cups to the sky and shouted excitedly.

Zhu Biao stood in the corner and watched the scene.

They kept shouting,'Long live Master Hong Wu!'‘Long live Great Ming!

She felt guilty, but tears of joy slowly flowed down from the corners of her eyes.

He felt guilty that as the Crown Prince of Great Ming, he had caused the people under his rule to suffer.

He was happy that his father, Emperor Hongwu, had the hearts of the people. The world congratulated him.

Just as Zhu Biao was immersed in his own emotions, a voice suddenly interrupted him.

"Hehe, are you crying because you are happy to be in the Hongwu Era?”

Zhu Biao was shocked and quickly wiped away the tears at the corner of his eyes.

Then, he turned around and looked at the person who had come.

His face was handsome and had the vitality unique to a youth. Although he was slightly immature, it could not hide the sharpness beneath him.

Zhu Ying stood where he was and smiled at Zhu Biao, who was sizing him up.

He said half-jokingly,

"What? Is there a flower on my face? Do you need to look at it for so long?”

Ever since Zhu Yuanzhang ascended the throne, Zhu Biao had never been made fun of like this.

In addition, Zhu Ying, who was in front of him, gave him a familiar feeling for some reason. He suddenly wanted to buy some oranges for him to eat.

He came back to his senses and smiled.

"I don't have any flowers, but he's really a young man full of vigor and handsomeness.”

Good heavens, these words made Zhu Ying unable to help but feel happy.

He could feel Zhu Biao's gentle, refined, and gentlemanly temperament, as well as his noble face that made him feel good.

He immediately cupped his hands and said,

"Why don't we have a gathering upstairs? My treat."

"Hehe, then it would be impolite of me to refuse and gladly agree.”

"Of course. This way, please."

"Alright."

The two of them then headed to the second floor.

A customer looked at them with flickering eyes and left the restaurant.

He was actually a spy sent by Zheng Youlun and had gone back to report this scene.

He wondered how Zhu Yuanzhang would react when he heard the news.

After eight years, they were father and son who had been separated for many years.

Today, they finally met.

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