Chapter 2: Could it be that beating your grandson can help you feel better?
When Old Zhu realized this, his face immediately turned gloomy.
"Come here!"
"ah?"
Seeing that the rebellious grandson was dazed, Old Zhu tried to persuade him patiently.
"Come, come here, Grandpa Emperor will give you something!"
When Zhu Yunhuan heard this, his face immediately became happy, and he couldn't help feeling a little proud in his heart.
Were the ancients so easy to deceive? I just opened my heart and he was so moved that he wanted to reward me?
Zhu Yuanzhang is the emperor, what can he reward me with?
Will you make me a king, or grant me a large mansion?
The more Zhu Yunhuan thought about it, the more beautiful it seemed, and he happily went over to it.
"Grandpa Emperor, what do you want to reward me with?"
"My grandson has not done anything great, so it's not appropriate to reward him too much, right?"
When Mr. Zhu heard this, he became depressed. Is there something wrong with this kid's brain? Can't he hear the hidden meaning in his words?
"Get down!"
"ah?"
This time, Old Zhu did not give any extra explanation. Seeing that Zhu Yunhuan was still in a daze, he grabbed Zhu Yunhuan by the collar, lifted him up, and then placed him on his thigh.
“Hehehe!”
"Let's give you a few slaps, and see if you dare to talk nonsense again!"
Following a series of rhythmic clapping sounds, Zhu Yunhuan finally understood that this was not a reward at all, it was clearly a beating!
But why should I be beaten?
"Grandpa Emperor, why did you hit me? I didn't do anything wrong!"
"You didn't make any mistakes?"
"What you just said was clearly a complaint to me, blaming me for having too high expectations of your father and for driving him to death!"
"Grandpa Emperor, that's not what I meant. I was talking about myself. I don't mean to blame you..."
"You don't deserve it!"
"You think we don't know? You've been naughty since you were little. When did your father ever have any expectations of you?"
"You are just insinuating and blaming me!"
While complaining, Old Zhu used his hands to release kinetic energy on Zhu Yunhuan's butt.
However, what made him very unhappy was that after being beaten so many times, his grandson didn't even cry.
This made him very frustrated. He thought he was too old to even beat his grandson?
When Lao Zhu thought of this, he immediately gave up typing and looked around hesitantly.
Finally , he saw something suitable.
This was a banner leaning against the wall. He broke it with his foot, then removed the white paper it was stuck on, and a simple stick for beating grandsons was formed.
Old Zhu, who had found some useful tools, started beating his grandson again. It was like adding wings to a tiger. In just a few moves, he beat the rebellious grandson until he cried loudly.
In fact, Zhu Yunhuan had long been unable to bear the pain, but the reason he didn't cry was that he vaguely remembered that he should be an adult, and crying would be too embarrassing.
If he knew that this persistence not only did not bring him respect, but instead prompted Lao Zhu's technological innovation, he would have given up his principles without hesitation and cried out in the most miserable voice.
Old Zhu listened to the cries of his rebellious grandson while waving his short stick and scolding him.
"You rebellious grandson, let us stop you from talking nonsense!"
"You rebellious grandson, why are we so cruel and inhumane!"
"We are strict with you because we want you to inherit our throne and take good care of the Ming Dynasty!"
"I just scolded you a few words, how could you just leave me and go away, wuwuwu..."
"I'll beat you to death, you unfilial son, wuwuwu..."
At first, Zhu Yuanzhang beat and scolded his rebellious grandson. But as he scolded him, his emotions involuntarily shifted to Zhu Biao, and he poured all his resentment towards Zhu Biao on his rebellious grandson.
Zhu Yunhuan also heard something wrong. What the hell was going on? Was he beating his grandson and scolding his son?
So what does it mean now? Am I suffering on behalf of my father?
When Zhu Yunhuan thought of this, he cried even more sadly.
This beating was unjust, it was even more unjust than that of Dou E!
Old Zhu vented his anger on Zhu Yunhuan until he heard Zhu Yunhuan's crying voice change into a different tone, then he suddenly woke up.
Hi!
I am old and confused now, why should I compete with a child?
When Lao Zhu thought of this, he suddenly became bored. He threw the stick in his hand to the ground and then pulled down Nisun's pants.
hiss……
When Old Zhu saw Ni Sun's butt that was beaten badly by him, he wanted to slap himself a few times.
"Someone, call the imperial physician!"
Soon, the imperial physician came running over with a medicine box on his shoulder. When he saw that it was the same grandson from the day before, he was stunned for a moment.
"Your Majesty, what happened to the Second Imperial Grandson?"
After hearing what the imperial physician said, Old Zhu looked at his rebellious grandson who was lying on the chair wiping his tears, and a trace of shame flashed across his face.
“Ahem…”
"This rebellious grandson was disobedient and destroyed our prince's banner, so we beat him up!"
When Zhu Yunhuan heard this, he burst into tears again.
This time it wasn't the pain, but I was angry at that shameless old man!
It was clearly that shameless old man who broke it by kicking it, and he actually blamed it on himself?
The imperial physician looked at the banner that was broken into two pieces on the ground and felt a toothache.
He had long heard that the prince's second son was extremely naughty, but he never expected that he could do such a treasonous thing in the prince's mourning hall!
"well!"
"His Royal Highness the Second Grandson is indeed too naughty, but Your Majesty should not be too harsh on him..."
After all, Old Zhu still felt a little guilty, especially after hearing the heart-wrenching cry of his rebellious grandson, he felt even more uneasy.
"Wenjie, do you think the child is seriously injured?"
"I was just angry and didn't know how to control my strength. Did I hurt the child?"
Upon hearing this, Hao Wenjie hurried forward to check. Seeing Zhu Yunhuan's bloody buttocks beaten to a pulp, his scalp tingled.
It is said that the prince is the emperor’s Achilles’ heel, but isn’t this Achilles’ heel too big?
No matter what, this child is the prince's biological son and the emperor's grandson. How could he have the heart to do this?
Although Hao Wenjie was secretly complaining in his heart, he still didn't dare to say anything about matters involving the royal family.
"Your Majesty, the Second Royal Grandson's injuries are indeed very serious, but fortunately, the damage is not serious, just some flesh wounds, and it will heal in a few days after applying medicine."
When Old Zhu heard what Hao Wenjie said, he finally felt relieved.
"Then give the child medicine!"
"Give me the best medicine!"
"I obey your order!"
After Hao Wenjie applied medicine to Zhu Yunhuan, Old Zhu immediately called over two eunuchs to carry his rebellious grandson back to the palace.
Old Zhu looked at Zhu Yunhuan's departing back and suddenly felt sleepy and yawned involuntarily.
When Hao Wenjie heard this yawn, he was as happy as if a long drought had finally brought rain.
Your Majesty has not slept for several days and nights since the death of the Crown Prince.
And no one can persuade me, because whoever does will get angry!
Now that Your Majesty is sleepy, he should be able to have a good sleep, right?
After yawning, Lao Zhu was suddenly startled.
Huh!
After beating that rebellious grandson, I wasn't that sad anymore, and my chest didn't feel as blocked as before.
Could it be that beating your grandson can help you feel better?
It’s just that this matter is too much trouble for my grandson, otherwise it can be made a regular practice!
Hao Wenjie asked tentatively.
"Your Majesty, are you going back to the palace?"
Old Zhu took the opportunity to back off and said "hmm" softly, and Hao Wenjie immediately ordered people to get ready.
"Come here, hurry up, bring His Majesty's sedan chair. His Majesty is going back to the palace..."
Old Zhu was indeed very sleepy and started snoring on the way back to the palace in the sedan chair.
Hao Wenjie listened to Lao Zhu's even snoring and wiped away tears of joy.
It is not easy for His Majesty the Emperor. At such an old age, he still has to endure the pain of seeing his children die before him...
These days many people have been worried that His Majesty the Emperor couldn't bear it. Now that he sees His Majesty putting aside his sadness, he is truly happy for His Majesty.
There was just one question that he couldn't figure out: how did the Emperor 's knot in his heart suddenly unravel?
If we can figure this out, it will be useful to comfort Your Majesty when he falls into sorrow again in the future.
If the emperor's grandson lying on the bed knew what Hao Wenjie was thinking, he would definitely struggle to get up and say something to him.
Hao Wenjie, I advise you to be kind!
