"Ever since King Yu and Empress Xiao Ci Gao left, your father has not had it easy.”
Zhu Yuanzhang said as he took a big gulp of wine.
His eyes were filled with loneliness…
It was unknown whether these words were said for Zhu Ying to hear or for himself to hear.
Then, perhaps because his stomach was sour, he put the sweet potato leaves on the plate into his mouth without any regard for his image.
He was like a hungry ghost who had not eaten for a long time, wolfing down his food.
Zhu Ying didn't know what to say.
After all, his grandson and wife would be in the same position. According to this situation, Zhu Biao would be gone next year.
Zhu Ying remembered that Zhu Biao died of a cold after returning from his inspection of Shaanxi Province at the age of 25.
In other words, next year.
As a founding emperor, Old Zhu's fate was indeed tragic.
Zhu Ying felt that something was wrong. Why was this old man so empathetic about Old Zhu's matter?
Could it be that he was Old Zhu?
Could it be that Old Zhu had nothing better to do and came to play house with him?
That was unlikely. Old Zhu should have gone to look for his grandchildren when he had free time.
Zhu Ying rolled his eyes. He knew that this old man's words were not easy to get, so he prepared to attack from the side.
"Cough cough, Your Majesty indeed has it hard, but fortunately, the world is now stable. All of this is the credit of Your Majesty's hard work.”
Forget about anything else, just brag.
Zhu Ying's words were too perfunctory. Zhu Yuanzhang almost laughed out loud when he heard it.
He suddenly moved closer to Zhu Ying, raised his hand, and pulled Zhu Ying over. He smiled sinisterly and said,
"Kid, can't you say something from the bottom of your heart? Why? Are you afraid that I'll tell on you to your father?”
This old man's despicable appearance made Zhu Ying feel that this person was Old Zhu.
However, there was no evidence.
"Who are you?"”
"Who do you think I am?"”
"You can't be…" Zhu Ying frowned.
Seeing Zhu Ying's expression getting more and more nervous, Zhu Yuanzhang laughed out loud.
"You're thinking too much. His Majesty is busy every day. How could he have the time to come to the Cold Palace to watch you farm? He's still busy reading the memorial. Don't mistake me for your father!"
Zhu Ying narrowed his eyes, full of suspicion." As a subject, how dare you call me that?”
You keep calling me kid, are you really a minister?
Zhu Yuanzhang almost forgot about this. Seeing that he could not continue, he had another idea.
"You are a prince who works in the Cold Palace, and even a eunuch dares to ride on your head. As an important official, why wouldn't I dare?”
These words were unpleasant to hear, but Zhu Ying believed them.
If this person was really an important minister of Old Zhu and had followed Old Zhu to fight in all directions, he would indeed have the confidence.
He was an unpopular prince, so how could he be considered a der.
"Alright, you're almost done drinking. It's time to go back.”
Zhu Ying got up to see him off.
He couldn't be bothered to waste his breath on this old man.
He was starving and waiting for dinner.
Zhu Yuanzhang, however, looked like he was unwilling to leave. He lay on the ground and said lazily,"What's the hurry? I'll sit for a while more. It's going to rain soon.”
Zhu Ying shouted to Little Six,"Little Six, take an umbrella and send this person out."”
Zhu Yuanzhang was so angry that he let out a " hehe " sound. Old Twenty-Two, this brat, actually dared to chase him away!
She really wanted to go up and kick him!
"You brat, believe it or not, I'll tell your father that you're chasing me away!”
Zhu Ying laughed coldly,"Go and tell him. He probably won't remember who I am."”
Zhu Yuanzhang was speechless for a moment.
Before this, he really couldn't remember who Twenty-Two was.
It was as if she had never seen her son before.
He remembered Old Twenty-One and Old Twenty-Three, but Old Twenty-Two…
Why was it so strange?
Zhu Yuanzhang still wanted to say something, but the thin eunuch in front of him handed him an umbrella and a large bunch of sweet potato leaves.
"His Highness asked this servant to send the guest off, please return.”Little Six said in a childish voice.
Zhu Yuanzhang frowned as he looked at the bunch of leaves.
"Don't you have a basket to put it in?"
"Basket? Sorry, I don't have any." Zhu Ying replied.
"But what would it look like if I took it back like this?”
He couldn't possibly let an emperor like him carry a vegetable leaf back with his bare hands.
"Why don't you stop taking it? Little Six, put away the vegetables."
After receiving Zhu Ying's order, Little Six was about to put it away.
However, before he could take two steps, the leaves and umbrella in his arms were snatched away.
Zhu Yuanzhang hugged his things and hurried out.
As he walked, he muttered,"How stingy!”
Zhu Ying watched the old man's back as he became more curious.
Who exactly was he?
"Your Highness, who is this lord?”
Little Six asked.
Zhu Ying looked at Little Six and pointed at her own face.
"Do I look like him?”
He was a little face-blind, so it was better for him to ask others about looks.
Little Six lowered his head and did not dare to look openly. He only took a few careful glances.
"Doesn't seem like it."
Little Six didn't pay much attention to the old man, but that man was so old, how could he compare to His Highness?
After getting the answer, Zhu Ying muttered,""It doesn't seem like it. Then it doesn't seem like it.”
He lowered his head and laughed at himself.
"That's true. Why would he come here?”
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