Old Zhu's words made Zhu Biao and Zhu Di come back to their senses.
That's right!
How did Zhu Yunwen become the emperor's grandson?
Logically speaking, after Zhu Biao's death, the heir to the throne should be the eldest son, Zhu Xiongying. How could it be Zhu Yunwen?
The three of them were a little stunned.
He was so shocked when he heard the news of Zhu Biao's death that he had subconsciously overlooked this point.
Now that he thought about it, he felt extremely puzzled.
Why did Zhu Yunwen become the emperor's grandson?
Where was Zhu Xiongying?
The hearts of the three people thumped. Could it be that something had happened here again?
"Chu Nan." Zhu Yuanzhang's gaze swept over, and his eyes seemed to be filled with more than ten emotions.
"Why, in history, after Biao 'er passed away, the one who inherited the throne wasn't Xiong Ying?”
Zhu Yuanzhang glared at Chu Nan.
Although Chu Nan had yet to answer his question, Zhu Yuanzhang could not help but feel nervous.
The ancient feudal dynasties had always chosen elders over sages.
Zhu Biao died, and Zhu Xiongying inherited the throne. In everyone's eyes, it was only natural.
After all, there was no dispute about who was the eldest son.
However, it was hard to define who was 'wise.'
And this also greatly avoided internal strife.
But now, Zhu Xiongying actually did not inherit the throne? What was going on?
Zhu Biao and Zhu Di also looked over.
Zhu Biao was especially nervous.
He had just learned of his death.
Now, he did not want to hear about any other accidents.
"Maybe Xiong Ying didn't like being emperor and gave up his position to Yun Wen.”
Zhu Biao comforted himself.
However, he did not believe it himself.
Chu Nan felt a little uncomfortable under the gazes of the three of them.
To be fair, knowing too much about the future was not a good thing.
This was undoubtedly too cruel for Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Biao.
However, Chu Nan had to do this.
Only by spoiling the Battle of Jingnan could one complete the mission, receive the sweet potato seeds, and improve the fate of the country.
In other words, if he wanted to improve the fate of the country, he had to face these things.
He first took a deep breath, then looked at the few of them and said,"Well, I'll definitely say it, but let's make this clear first. You have to calm down. Even if you can't calm down, don't vent your anger on me!”
After Chu Nan finished speaking, Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Biao's hearts skipped a beat.
It was over!
Old Zhu's mood almost collapsed.
Although he had only known Chu Nan for less than a day, Old Zhu had already figured out the pattern.
Once Chu Nan spoke in such a tone, there was an 80% chance that something bad would happen.
"Chu Nan, be more tactful!”Zhu Yuanzhang reminded.
He was really afraid that his old bones would not be able to withstand this stimulation.
He picked up the teacup shakily, wanting to use the tea to calm himself down.
Chu Nan hesitated for a moment before nodding.
"His Majesty the Emperor just asked me why Zhu Xiongying wasn't the one who inherited the throne. To put it mildly, it was…him…"
"Chu Nan." "Xiong Ying, don't tell me…" Zhu Biao suddenly shouted.
Halfway through, Zhu Biao couldn't continue.
Chu Nan nodded and said tactfully,"Zhu Xiongying went to find you for a reunion. No, no, no."”
"Your Highness, to be precise, you went to reunite with Zhu Xiong Ying.”
Pa--
The teacup in Zhu Yuanzhang's hand fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.
However, he was still holding the teacup.
He stood there as if he had been petrified. His dragon-like eyes were instantly covered in a layer of mist.
The muscles on his face were twitching violently.
Zhu Biao was no better than Zhu Yuanzhang. His face turned pale, like a sheet of white paper.
Even his lips had turned white.
Thump thump thump--
Zhu Biao took a few steps back and only stopped when he hit the pillar behind him.
He stood there in a daze, as if his soul had been sucked away and he had become a walking corpse.
He opened his mouth with difficulty, wanting to speak.
However, her voice seemed to be stuck in her throat and she could not make a sound.
Zhu Di looked at Zhu Yuanzhang and then at Zhu Biao. He wanted to comfort them, but he didn't know what to say.
After a long time, he sighed deeply.
Another stick of incense was burned out. The white incense ash fell into the incense burner, and the white smoke gradually faded.
After a long time, Zhu Yuanzhang, who was behind the desk, slowly turned his head.
Every time he moved his head, he would pause. He looked like a suspicious machine.
After pausing for a dozen times, he finally faced Chu Nan.
" Chu Nan…" Zhu Yuanzhang's voice was extremely dry as if his throat had been burned by a raging fire.
"Xiong Ying, he…what's going on? Explain yourself!"
Chu Nan nodded." According to historical records, Zhu Biao's eldest son, Zhu Xiongying, died on the first day of the fifth month of the fifteenth year of Hongwu. He only lived for eight years and had yet to be conferred a title.”
" After his death, he was given the title of King Yu as the eldest grandson of the emperor. His posthumous title was 'Huai' and he was buried in Mount Zhong. Later generations called him King Yu Huai.”
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