Chapter 13: Zhu the Butcher, don’t you have any idea what’s going on?
When Lan Yu heard this, he immediately pulled his grandson aside with a look of disgust, and then stared at Lu viciously.
He had always disliked Lu because he always felt that the death of the former Crown Princess Chang, his niece Chang Wanying, was closely related to this woman Lu.
Now, his own nephew and grandson have been treated by her to the point where she can't even recognize him. How can he not be angry?
Although Lan Yu was very rude to Lu, Lu did not dare to be arrogant in front of Lan Yu.
You know, even when the prince was alive, he had to call this old man "uncle".
"Duke Liang, you are wrongly blaming me. Zhu Yunhuan cried so much because of the death of the crown prince that he became ill and suffered from the soul-leaving syndrome. He can't remember many things..."
When Mrs. Lu said this, she saw that Lan Yu still had doubt on his face, so she couldn't help but bring up the Emperor to testify for her.
"My father also knows about this. He personally ordered the imperial physician to treat the patient. If Duke Liang doesn't believe me, you can go ask His Majesty!"
When Lan Yu heard this, his expression softened a little.
Since Mrs. Lu dared to mention His Majesty, she would certainly not lie. But is this soul-leaving disease really so severe that our nephew and grandson would not even recognize their uncle?
When Lan Yu thought of this, he immediately turned around to find Zhu Yunhuan, wanting to ask him what was going on.
But he looked around for a long time and couldn't see any human figure.
Seeing that he couldn't find his grandson, Lan Yu didn't bother looking for him anymore and walked towards the main hall of the East Palace with heavy steps.
When Lan Yu walked towards the main hall of the Eastern Palace, a pair of cunning eyes in a corner of the Eastern Palace were staring at his figure and muttering to themselves.
Is he Lan Yu?
He is my great uncle?
Tsk tsk, it seems that this is the most powerful relative I can rely on at the moment, but I don’t know how long I can rely on him...
When Lan Yu stepped into the main hall of the East Palace and looked around to see the vast expanse of white, his heart was instantly filled with endless sadness.
The prince just left like that?
How is this possible? The prince was so young, only in his thirties, at the prime of his life. How could he suddenly pass away?
When he saw the huge black lacquered coffin in the middle of the mourning hall, he felt a darkness before his eyes, and his body swayed a few times before he fell to the ground.
When the official from the Eastern Palace nearby saw him fall, he rushed forward to help him, but he pushed him away rudely. He then stumbled to the prince's spirit tablet, hugged the prince's tablet and wailed bitterly.
"My prince, why did you leave so suddenly? What's the point of living for me now that you're gone?"
"I'd rather go with you and settle the matter, so as to avoid being suspected by others. Sooner or later, I will end up with my head and body separated, wuwuwu..."
Old Zhu, who was eating in the inner room, suddenly heard Lan Yu crying outside and his face immediately fell.
Who is this old man crying for, and who is he saying this to?
What does it mean to be suspected by others and end up with your head and body separated sooner or later?
If he were half as sensible as his brother-in-law Chang Yuchun, we wouldn't have to criticize him so often !
Besides, we didn't do anything to him. We just sent the censor to reprimand him.
He beat the censor, and we didn't punish him, but he still feels that he was wronged?
When Lao Zhu thought of this, he dropped his chopsticks with a bang, then stood up angrily and went to the outer room.
Lan Yu was holding the tablet of Crown Prince Zhu Biao and crying sadly when he suddenly felt someone patting his shoulder. He turned around angrily and was about to curse when he was suddenly frightened by the person in front of him.
"Sir...Sir, when did you come?"
“Hehehe!”
"I came earlier than you. I was eating in the inner room just now. I heard our General Lan crying so aggrieved that he couldn't even eat because of her crying. Why should I come out to take a look?"
When Lan Yu heard this, he immediately panicked.
From what his superior said, didn't it mean that everything he said just now was heard by him?
"My Lord, I am just too sad. If I said anything wrong, please don't take it to heart..."
Zhu Yuanzhang snorted coldly and pointed at the tablet.
"Put our prince's tablet back and do not disturb his rest!"
"Why!"
Upon hearing this, Lan Yu quickly wiped the tablet with his sleeves, and then placed it respectfully on the altar. Seeing the incense burner and other items placed nearby, he picked up three incense sticks, lit them, and inserted them into the incense burner in front of the tablet.
When Old Zhu saw that Lan Yu was respectful and genuine when he did these things, his gloomy mood eased a little.
Although Lan Yu, this old man, has a violent temper, no regard for military discipline, and has committed many illegal acts, one thing is true, that is, his feelings for our emperor.
After all, they are legitimate relatives, so they are naturally closer to each other than ordinary officials. Even if their behavior is a bit inappropriate, it is understandable.
"You rushed back overnight?"
Lan Yu was stunned when he heard this. It took him a while to realize that the superior was talking to him.
"Reporting to your Excellency, I changed horses along the way but did not change people. I traveled day and night for five consecutive days..."
Old Zhu was slightly moved when he heard this. The border was thousands of miles away from the capital, but this guy managed to rush back so quickly, which showed that he was really anxious.
"Haven't you eaten yet?"
"Um……"
"Then come in and have some food with me. It's a good opportunity to talk with me."
"Why!"
Lan Yu followed Old Zhu into the inner room, and suddenly remembered that he had returned to Beijing without permission this time, which was a serious crime.
So he fell to his knees with a thud and kowtowed several times to Lao Zhu.
"I am guilty of death!"
"I returned to the capital without the emperor's order, which is a capital crime. I hope Your Majesty will punish me severely!"
Upon hearing this, Old Zhu glared at him fiercely and said with a sneer on his face.
"How dare we punish you!"
"You are a loyal subject of our emperor. If we punish you, wouldn't that help you maintain your reputation of loyalty ?"
When Lan Yu heard Zhu's venomous words, he was so ashamed that he wanted to kill himself.
A man of his stature could not stand such sarcastic remarks.
However, Lao Zhu is a venomous snake who doesn't even use a single dirty word when insulting others.
"My Lord, my loyalty to you is evident to all. If you say so, I will die to show my loyalty!"
After Lan Yu said this, he knocked heavily on the floor tile, leaving a bright red mark on it in a few seconds.
Listening to the "bang bang" sound of kowtow, Old Zhu felt that his words were too harsh and quickly changed his words.
"Zhong Zhong, I was wrong to say that, but you are still loyal to me!"
"Hurry up and get up. These floor tiles are really expensive. They cost several taels of silver each. If you break them, we'll have to pay for the repairs ourselves!"
When Lan Yu heard this, he was so angry that he almost vomited blood.
The head of our great Duke Liang is not as valuable as a floor tile in your house?
"Someone, bring a chair to Lan Yu."
When Old Zhu saw Lan Yu stand up, he shouted a few more times to the people beside him.
"Two tigers?"
"Is Erhu on duty today?"
A man wearing a dragon robe and a jade belt suddenly walked out of the crowd upon hearing the sound, stepped forward and saluted the emperor.
"Your Majesty, what do you want me to do?"
"Erhu, go to the kitchen and tell them to prepare some meat dishes."
"Our General Lan is a fierce general who can't live without wine and meat. He can't eat our table full of vegetarian dishes!"
As soon as Lao Zhu said this, Lan Yu, who had just sat down halfway, stood up again.
"Master, you don't have to be so troublesome, we..."
Old Zhu waved at Lan Yu, signaling him to sit down quickly.
"Lan Yu, let's skip the wine today. I'll treat you to a few drinks another day!"
When Lan Yu heard this, she was so moved that tears welled up in her eyes.
"Why!"
"Lan Yu is always here to accompany you!"
It’s always like this for those in power. Every time they slap someone, they give that person a sweet date.
But I am such a servile person that I just like to eat the sweet dates from the higher position!
When Old Zhu saw Lan Yu's tearful eyes, he couldn't help but feel a little emotional. He patted Lan Yu's shoulder and whispered softly.
"Lan Yu, there aren't many old people left. You have to live a few more years, or we won't even have anyone to talk to in the future!"
Lan Yu was originally quite touched by Lao Zhu, but when she heard these words, she was so angry that she almost held back her tears, and she couldn't help but complain in her heart.
Zhu the butcher!
Why aren’t there many old people left back then? Don’t you have any idea?
