The next morning, Zhu An was eating breakfast alone, and suddenly the sound of footsteps came from the other side of the stairs.

"Old man, why are you here today?"

Zhu An was a little confused. According to the previous practice, the old man usually only came once every three days.

It was only a day later that he didn't prepare breakfast for the old man.

"What's wrong? Who stipulates that we can't come today? Isn't it okay if we miss the eldest grandson?"

Zhu Yuanzhang said with a smile that Zhu Yuanzhang was obviously in a good mood at this time.

"I understand. Master, you came here to seek credit. Hey, then again, you really have it."

Zhu An suddenly realized that yesterday was the Chinese Valentine's Day, and the purpose of the old man coming today was very clear.

"We just said we have a solution. You don't believe it yet. Now you see it. Your Majesty didn't say much at all, and just agreed to us directly. How about it? Yesterday was fine."

Zhu Yuanzhang sat opposite Zhu An and said with a smile, with almost the four words "Come and praise me" written on his face.

Upon hearing this, Zhu An subconsciously recalled the little things he had with Ye Wanqing in his mind. The corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly and said, "Old man, I really thank you for yesterday."

After Zhu An finished speaking, he stood up and bowed to Zhu Yuanzhang to thank him.

"You are really a kid. You are our eldest grandson. It's not natural for us to help you."

Zhu Yuanzhang said, but he was very honest and enjoyed Zhu An's bow.

This familiar figure made Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly recall his son who died a few months ago.

At the beginning, he bowed to us like this.

Alas, when people get old, they like to recall the past at any time.

Zhu Yuanzhang turned his head and wiped the corner of his eyes with a glance, forcibly recovering his emotions.

After bowing deeply, Zhu An asked the servant to give the old man an early date.

He understood that the old man usually didn't eat breakfast at this time.

Zhu Yuanzhang was not vague and quickly finished the meal after breakfast.

Zhu An looked at it, frowned slightly, and said, "Old man, come here today, there is something else,"

Although I didn't spend much time with the old man, Zhu An was very clear about some of the old man's habits.

Judging from the posture, it was obvious that I had something to do, but I still came here today, and the matter on the Chinese Valentine's Day was just a by the way.

"We can't hide this little thought from you, Dasun." Zhu Yuanzhang said. He really loved this Dasun to the core.

Moreover, in my heart, I feel even more indebted. For Dasun’s ten years of wandering, it has always been a hurdle in Zhu Yuanzhang’s heart.

There are not many records of Zhu Xiongying in history, but in fact, the care that Zhu Xiongying, as the eldest grandson, received was something that others could not imagine.

Among them, the one who loves Zhu Xiongying the most is Zhu Yuanzhang's wife, Empress Ma.

Records of the Grand Historian: Zhu Xiongying died on the first day of the fifth month of the 15th year of Hongwu, and Empress Ma died in August of the 15th year of Hongwu.

In a simple sentence, there seems to be no connection. Only those who have experienced it know how much Queen Ma, who had just become her grandmother, loved her eldest grandson.

So much so that when Zhu Xiongying died, Empress Ma was crying day and night and felt heartbroken. How could she withstand such a blow when she was over fifty years old?

Empress Ma was not in good health at first. When she was young, she followed Zhu Yuanzhang around and was worried about internal affairs, leaving behind many hidden diseases.

After finally enjoying his old age, he encountered the incident of his grandson.

After Zhu Xiongying's death, Empress Ma had been ill almost all the time and passed away on the morning of the tenth day of August.

At that time, Zhu Yuanzhang was in a state of madness in the face of such heavy and continuous two waves of blows.

With Zhu Biao's continuous comfort, he slowly recovered.

‘Girl, you can see that your favorite grandson is alive and he will be in front of us.’

Looking at the eldest grandson in front of him, Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't help but fall into memories.

The most critical reason why Zhu Yuanzhang loved Zhu Biao very much was that Zhu Biao looked like his mother, Empress Ma.

Zhu Xiongying looked similar to Zhu Biao. In this way, Zhu Yuanzhang almost gave Zhu Biao all his love.

Zhu Yuanzhang grew up from a peasant family and had a strong sense of conception of direct descendants. Even though he studied a lot later, the idea of ​​small peasants was deeply rooted in Zhu Yuanzhang.

Among them, the most obvious one is that the relatives of the generations are. In a sense, Zhu Xiongying is more favored than Zhu Biao.

After all, when Zhu Xiongying was born, the Ming Dynasty had been in its founding for seven years. While Zhu Yuanzhang and Empress Ma were concerned about national government affairs, they also had more time to take care of their grandson.

Although Zhu Xiongying was born to Chang, she was actually almost all raised by Empress Ma.

"Old man, what are you thinking about? Why are you crying again?"

Zhu An was still waiting for the old man’s next words. Unexpectedly, the old man looked at him like this and suddenly became stunned. Not long after, his eyes turned red and tears rolled in his eyes.

As soon as Zhu An finished speaking, he immediately realized that something was wrong. The old man must have seen himself and thought of his son.

So Zhu An quickly continued, "Old man, look at me, I'm here, grandson, don't cry, I'll respect you."

When Zhu Yuanzhang heard Zhu An's words, he nodded repeatedly, and couldn't help but hold Zhu An's hand and said, "Yes, yes, our eldest grandson is still here, still here."

Zhu An felt Zhu Yuanzhang's rough hand tightly, and he grabbed himself tightly, as if he was afraid of losing it. His heart was throbbing. He held his other hand over and comforted the old man.

After a while, Zhu Yuanzhang recovered and then he reached back reluctantly.

After ten years, he held Dasun's hand again, thinking about the time he held it in his arms...

Zhu Yuanzhang regained his energy and said, "We are old and we are not worth it."

"What are you saying? Your body is at least a hundred years old. After I get married, I will definitely give birth to a fat boy for you and let you enjoy family happiness."

Zhu An was smart and knew that the old man had a strong sense of family, so he quickly comforted him.

Hearing this, Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes lit up, his whole body was refreshed, and he said with great strength:

"Yes, we still have to hold a great grandson, what a big grandson, you have to give us a big fat boy as soon as possible."

Hearing the old man's tone excitedly, Zhu An understood that the old man had recovered, so he stopped continuing the topic and asked instead:

"Don't worry, it's only been in the past few years. By the way, old man, what did you want to say just now?"

Zhu Yuanzhang then realized that he came over and forgot the important matter, so he asked Zhu An:

"We heard that you met King Qin Zhu Ting last time, and I don't know how you feel about him."

Zhu Yuanzhang came here today to discuss Zhu An’s affairs. At this time, Zhu Yuanzhang was already preparing to release Zhu Chuang back to the vassal state.

Of course, the main reason is that his son Zhu Biao pleaded for Zhu Chuang before his death, although he was a little unhappy with this ridiculous son.

But Zhu Yuanzhang still wanted to fulfill his son's wish.

It was just because I met Zhu An, and this matter was delayed.

Today, Zhu Yuanzhang received an urgent report that Yuelu Timur had rebelled. Although his son was ridiculous, he could lead troops to fight.
Chapter completed!