Chapter 9 is broken, and was discovered by that old man!
Zhu Yuanzhang thought he had gotten over the pain of losing his son, but when he entered the prince's mourning hall and saw the black lacquered coffin placed in the middle, he couldn't help but burst into tears again.
Old Zhu staggered slightly to the incense table, picked up a stick of incense, lit it with the candle beside him, and inserted it into the incense burner in front of the spirit tablet. Then he leaned against the incense table and cried bitterly.
"My poor prince, why did you just leave me and go away by yourself? Wuwuwu ..."
Upon seeing this, Lu immediately stood up from the C position, stepped forward and gave the emperor a hand support. Seeing that the eunuch serving the emperor had already supported him, she immediately withdrew her hand, took out the prop handkerchief that she had prepared long ago, and sobbed to comfort him.
“Please accept my condolences, and don’t hurt yourself by crying. We still have to rely on you to keep the Ming Dynasty going, sob…”
"You have to mourn too!"
"Although our heartless prince is gone, you should not be overly sad. You should take good care of your health."
When Old Zhu said this, his eyes drifted towards the grandchildren kneeling on one side of the mourning hall.
"These children left behind by our emperor still depend on you to raise them, you can't fall down first!"
"My daughter-in-law...my daughter-in-law will remember my father's teachings...his teachings...wuwuwu..."
When Old Zhu saw Mrs. Lu like this, he felt sad and even a little guilty.
This child is so young, and she has to be a widow for their Zhu family, and have to raise a bunch of children. It's really hard for her...
"Don't stay here, go down and rest for a while."
"Thank you, father, for your concern, my daughter-in-law."
"By the way, your father has been dead for some years, right?"
"Reporting to the Emperor, my father passed away in the fourteenth year of the Hongwu reign. Your Majesty did not abandon him and granted him the honor of being buried with him in the shadow of Mount Zhong. It has been eleven years now."
A trace of melancholy appeared on Lao Zhu's face, and he said with some emotion.
"It's been so long..."
"After our prince's funeral is over, let's ask the Ministry of Rites to come up with a name for your father, and posthumously confer a title of nobility or something."
Upon hearing this, Mrs. Lu was overjoyed. The reason why she brought her two children to kneel in the C position was not to show off in front of Old Zhu and fight for benefits for her son and her own family?
She didn't expect the benefits to come so quickly, so quickly that she found it unbelievable.
Although Lu was extremely happy in her heart, she did not show any of it on her face. She knelt on the ground with a plop, and her face was filled with just the right amount of fear and trepidation.
"Your Majesty, please take back your order. My Lu family has not made any great contributions to the country, so we dare not accept such a reward!"
Old Zhu waved his hand and spoke in an unquestionable tone.
"You gave birth to three grandchildren for our Zhu family. This is a great achievement!"
"Just take it easy. If anyone dares to gossip, your father will take care of it for you!"
After hearing what Zhu Yuanzhang said, Lu kowtowed to express her gratitude, then stood up with the help of Zhu Yunwen.
Why is it Zhu Yunwen?
Because Zhu Yunwen was kneeling in the front, closest to her.
Moreover, Mrs. Lu had instructed him in advance to show up in front of the Emperor more often.
Sure enough, when Old Zhu saw Zhu Yunwen, his eyes lit up.
We can see the big picture from the small details. The fact that the child took the initiative to come forward and support his mother is enough to prove that he is kind and filial.
It is said that when our prince was seriously ill, this child was the one who stayed by his bedside serving him medicine without taking off his clothes.
Now it seems that those ministers did not deceive us. The emperor's eldest grandson is indeed a good boy.
After Zhu Yunwen helped his mother back to her original kneeling position, just as he was about to kneel back obediently, he saw his mother winking at him, indicating that he should comfort the emperor.
Zhu Yunwen knew that the so-called consolation was actually just to let him show his face in front of the emperor. But he didn't want to do that, because the emperor's aura was too strong, and he always felt insecure in front of the emperor.
But he had to do it. If he didn't, it would definitely cause dissatisfaction from his mother.
So he had no choice but to step forward and speak out the lines he had prepared long ago.
"Grandpa Emperor, please accept my condolences and take good care of yourself."
"Although father is gone, my uncle and his family are still here, as well as our grandson. We will all be filial to you on behalf of father."
Upon hearing this, Old Zhu touched the emperor's eldest grandson's head lovingly and praised him repeatedly.
"Good boy, grandpa loves you well."
"It's almost lunch time, go and have a rest. Grandpa wants to sit here alone and keep your father company and talk to him for a while."
"No!"
"If Grandpa Huang doesn't leave, I won't leave either. I want to stay with Grandpa Huang and my father!"
Seeing Zhu Yunwen's determination, Old Zhu stopped forcing him and respected the boy's sincere filial piety.
After Zhu Yunwen knelt back in his original position, he suddenly felt a little empty in his heart.
Overall, he was very satisfied with Zhu Yunwen, but the child always gave people the feeling that he lacked some agility and was too rote.
As an emperor, you can promote things like loyalty, filial piety, benevolence and righteousness, but you cannot be bound by them.
Moreover, it is not necessarily a good thing for the emperor to pay too much attention to loyalty, filial piety, benevolence and righteousness, as he can easily be bullied by powerful officials.
Zhu Yunwen was too honest a child, and he believed in these things too much.
If we hand over the Ming Dynasty to him, can he really keep it?
But if the throne is not passed to Yunwen, who else can it be passed to?
King of Qin, King of Jin, or King of Yan?
In terms of ability, Prince Yan is definitely the most suitable. Over the years, he has guarded Peking, resisted many Mongol invasions, and incorporated many grassland tribes, greatly enhancing the prestige of the Ming Dynasty.
But the Prince of Yan ranks too low, so it may be difficult to convince the people.
Not to mention others, even that bastard King of Qin would not allow Zhu Di to sit on the throne.
Old Zhu suddenly felt annoyed. Is it possible that the Ming Dynasty cannot find a suitable successor?
Just when Lao Zhu was feeling desperate, a person suddenly appeared in his mind.
We still have a legitimate grandson, how could we forget him!
When Old Zhu thought of this, he couldn't help but search for Zhu Yunhuan in the crowd.
There was no one in the first row, and Lao Zhu felt a little dissatisfied.
The second row wasn't there yet, and Lao Zhu was already feeling a little resentful.
The third row...
Just as Lao Zhu was looking at the third row, he suddenly spotted a moving figure between the columns on both sides out of the corner of his eye.
The figure lay on the ground, with the cover of other people and pillars, and crawled towards the door of the mourning hall like a giant caterpillar.
And every time it squirmed, it would look back at me secretly, as if it was afraid of being discovered by me.
When Old Zhu saw this, he immediately burst out laughing .
This bastard must be deliberately avoiding us, afraid that we will take it out on him!
It seems that we were too harsh yesterday and left this child with a psychological trauma!
But this bastard just kept pushing himself forward, does he really think we are blind?
When Lao Zhu thought of this, he suddenly felt a little angry.
This kid thinks too badly of me. Am I the kind of person who vents his anger by beating his grandson?
Although Old Zhu had noticed Zhu Yunhuan's little movement, he did not say anything. He still sat calmly on the chair , without even moving his head. He just stared at the caterpillar on the ground with the corner of his eye, observing its real-time crawling progress.
Hehe, since you are willing to climb, we will let you climb to your heart’s content!
When Zhu Yunhuan saw Old Zhu sitting on the chair, he knew that the mourning hall would not be open for a while.
But now it was almost noon, and he didn't want to waste time here, so he wanted to slip out and have lunch.
Therefore, he took advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention and crawled out by arching his feet on the ground. Just when he reached the door and was about to see the dawn of victory, he suddenly heard a loud shout coming from the mourning hall.
"Zhu Yunxun, what are you going to do?"
When Zhu Yunhuan heard the voice, he was so frightened that his hands and feet went limp and he fell to the ground.
broken!
In the end, he was discovered by that old man!
