Chapter 26: Could it be that our Zhu family has produced a saint?
When Zhu Yunhuan thought about the time to eat, he was very happy. He skipped and jumped in front, and looked back from time to time to urge his master, disliking that Old Zhu walked too slowly.
When Old Zhu saw his eldest grandson being so anxious, he just felt amused.
When did this child become so greedy? It’s as if he hasn’t eaten for several days.
Just as Old Zhu was looking at , he saw his eldest grandson suddenly stumble and fall heavily to the ground.
Seeing this, Old Zhu rushed over, pulled up his eldest grandson, and asked with concern.
"But where did it fall?"
When Old Zhu saw his eldest grandson shaking his head, he felt relieved and started scolding him again.
"Just walk properly, why are you jumping around so much, are you going to fall down now?"
"Can we still leave?"
"able!"
After Zhu Yunhuan said "yes", he gritted his teeth and took a few steps. When Old Zhu saw his abnormality, his face immediately became stern.
"Why are you trying to show off in front of me?"
"If you're hurt anywhere, just tell us and we'll have the doctor take a good look at you."
Zhu Yunhuan shook his head.
"Grandpa Huang, I'm really fine, but my legs are a little numb."
"I guess it's long-term malnutrition and lack of exercise that has led to calcium deficiency in the bones."
"Let me eat good food for a few days, drink more bone soup, and exercise for a few days and I'll be fine."
Although Old Zhu didn't know what "calcium deficiency" meant, when he heard his eldest grandson say this, it didn't seem like a big deal.
However, he was still a little worried, so he sent someone to call the imperial physician.
Later, when he saw his eldest grandson limping, Zhu Yuanzhang felt very sorry for him and ordered his men to go back to the palace and bring his sedan chair over.
But just when his men had walked a few steps away, he was called back by him.
"Forget it, it's only a few steps away, so I won't bother."
After saying this, Lao Zhu immediately bent down.
"Little rebellious grandson, hurry up and climb up. Grandpa will carry you back to eat!"
When the people around saw this scene, they were so scared that their faces turned pale. Erhu kept winking at Zhu Yunhuan, asking him to reject the emperor's proposal.
The emperor is over sixty years old, how can he withstand such torture?
Although Zhu Yunhuan didn't see Erhu's expression, he also felt that this was inappropriate.
Play is play, play is play, but we should still respect the old and love the young. If I make this old man suffer, who will I rely on to do evil in the future?
"Grandpa Emperor, I'm so heavy, so I won't bother you anymore, okay?"
Old Zhu is very averse to being called "old", even by his favorite eldest grandson!
"Who said we are old?"
"You're just a little brat, I can carry ten of them in one hand!"
"Hurry up and come up, or I'll spank you if you keep talking!"
When Zhu Yunhuan heard what Lao Zhu said, he stopped insisting and happily jumped onto Lao Zhu's back.
Old Zhu felt his eldest grandson jumping up and immediately stood up by dragging his thigh.
"Let's go!"
Zhu Yunxun's legs shook and he shouted immediately.
“Gee, gee, gee!”
When the people around heard this, their faces turned pale with fright. Does this grandson really treat the emperor as a horse?
Even Old Zhu was so angry that he blew his beard when he heard the word "Gee".
This bastard is really ignorant and treats us like cattle and horses!
But then he changed his mind and realized that wasn't his life destined to be a slave to these unfilial descendants of the Zhu family?
Even though Lao Zhu has already realized that he is like an ox or a horse, he still has some resentment in his heart.
"Erhu!"
"Give this unfilial grandson a slap for us!"
"How dare you treat me like a beast of burden? You really deserve a beating!"
Seeing that the emperor was so interested, Erhu also started to cooperate.
"I obey your command!"
"Second Prince, my palm is really big, you have to bear the pain, hehehe..."
"No……"
Before Zhu Yunhuan finished begging for mercy, he heard a crisp "pop" sound behind him.
But what made him feel weird was that his butt didn't feel any pain, and he didn't even feel like he was being patted.
Zhu Yunhuan looked back at Erhu in confusion, only to see Erhu blink at him, then stretch out his two palms and slap him again.
Erhu is not stupid, how could he really hit someone? He was just clapping his hands from behind.
When Zhu Yunhuan saw this scene, he understood everything and immediately pretended to cry out in pain.
When Lao Zhu heard the noise behind him, he knew that these two people were up to something, but since he was in a good mood, he didn't pursue the matter with these two cunning guys, one big and one small.
The red sun burst out, and its rays of light passed over the Fengxian Hall and the Rijing Gate, shining on the old man and the young man, and cast a long shadow on the other side of the two.
"Grandpa Huang, if you are tired, let me go by myself."
"Not tired!"
"I am destined to be a slave for the rest of my life. After carrying your father's foolish body, I still have to carry you, my rebellious grandson!"
"cut!"
"Grandpa Emperor, I don't like what you said!"
"When I grow up, you won't be able to carry me anymore. Then it will be my turn to carry you!"
"Then let's make a deal. When I'm too old to walk, it will be your turn to carry me!"
"Naturally then!"
When Old Zhu heard this, he subconsciously glanced at the rising red sun, and suddenly felt a little melancholy in his heart. He didn't know if he could live to see that day...
Old Zhu carried his eldest grandson to the side hall of the Qianqing Palace and put him on a chair. At this time, the kitchen manager came in and asked.
"Your Majesty, shall we serve the meal now?"
"Serve the food!"
"By the way, tell the kitchen to make a big bone soup for our grandson."
"promise!"
"I will do it right away."
Zhu Yunhuan was touched when he saw that the emperor still remembered this matter.
Apart from having a bad temper and always beating me, this old man is pretty good in other aspects, especially he is really nice to me.
Just as Zhu Yunhuan was daydreaming, a team of eunuchs came in and placed all the necessary breakfast items on the table.
Lao Zhu's breakfast was not luxurious, it was just some ordinary food.
Such as fried lamb, fried pork with yellow vegetables, fried fresh fish, stir-fried meat, cold shredded bitter gourd and several other pickled dishes.
The main dish is simpler, with one bowl of bamboo noodles, one bowl of fragrant rice, and a piece of millet, sorghum, jujube and bean cake.
Zhu Yunhuan was somewhat disappointed to see that the imperial meal was so simple. He had thought that the emperor's breakfast would be very sumptuous, with at least a hundred dishes, but how many were there on the table in front of him?
Even if you include the pickles, there aren’t even ten dishes in total.
Such a shabby imperial meal is not only not as good as that of the Emperor Kangxi of the Qing Dynasty in later generations, but even their Prince's Mansion is much richer than this.
"Grandpa Emperor, your breakfast is too shabby, isn't it?"
“Isn’t this good?”
"Even ordinary people can't afford to eat such good food during the New Year, and you, a rebellious grandson, are still not satisfied!"
Old Zhu scolded Zhu Yunhuan a few words, but fearing that the child would get angry, he began to explain patiently.
"Yunxun, of course we can eat better. But we are the emperor, and everyone in the world is watching us."
"If we eat one more dish, the officials below will dare to eat ten more. If we dare to eat bear paws, they will dare to eat abalone."
"As the saying goes, if the superior likes something, the subordinates will like it even more."
"Since I have become the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, I must set an example for the people of the world and never engage in extravagant and wasteful behavior!"
"oh!"
"Grandson understands."
Old Zhu said all this to his eldest grandson, not expecting him to understand it now. He just hoped that he would have a vague impression in his mind. When he grew up and saw the sufferings of the people, he would naturally understand the painstaking efforts behind his words today.
Now when he heard his eldest grandson say "I understand" again, Old Zhu didn't believe it at all. He just thought that the child was pretending to understand in front of him.
"What do you understand, little rebellious grandson?"
"Grandpa Huang means that every meal should be appreciated. Every piece of cloth should be cherished."
"We are born into a royal family, so we should be more concerned about the suffering of the people..."
When Old Zhu heard his eldest grandson's answer, he was completely stunned.
Is this really our Zhu family’s child?
Oh my God!
Could it be that our Zhu family has produced a saint?
