"Be good!"

"Nanny!"

"Oh! I'm laughing! I'm laughing!"

"You two are laughing, right?"

In the Palace of Qianqing, Zhu Yuanzhang's laughter became more and more public, and the expression on his face had completely lost control. He seemed to be no one in front of the little people placed in two bamboo baskets, showing off his teeth and claws for a moment. Make faces, wink and look funny for a while.

Sun Gou'er, the chief steward of the twenty-four yamen in the inner palace, with a face full of wrinkles, was also walking back and forth with the emperor.

With his flushed face, people could not tell whether this eunuch, who had been in the palace for many years, had a child of his own.

"Father is so scary..."

There was a touch of sadness on Zhu Huang's face, but more of it was fear, and he muttered involuntarily.

As soon as he finished muttering, Zhu Huang immediately shrank his head, his black and white eyes moving left and right.

Then I saw the expression on Zhu Huang's face, ranging from nervousness to hesitation, and finally hesitation.

His head kept turning left and right: "Brother Prince, I didn't say anything..."

"Brother Xi, you have to believe me..."

Zhu Yunxi nodded, looked past the boy, and looked at his father, the Ming Prince.

The father and son exchanged silent glances.

Snapped!

"ah!"

Zhu Huan rushed out of the door after a while, put his right hand behind his back, and kept rubbing it up and down, but he had already rushed out a lot into the palace, where the old man Zhu Yuanzhang was.

"Um?"

A questioning voice sounded next to the two bamboo baskets that moved on their own.

Zhu Huang trembled all over and wanted to turn around to find the culprit, but his neck was too stiff to move.

"Yeah yeah..."

"Ahhh...ahhhh...ahhhh..."

A child's cry always arrives accurately.

A shadow appeared on Zhu Yuanzhang's face, and he faintly glanced at Xiao Twenty-three, who was standing stiffly and not daring to move.

"Um?"

Sun Gou'er quickly called the palace maid in the corner to come over and comfort the two little people who started to cry because of the disturbance.

With a warm and kind smile on his face, he stretched his face to the bamboo basket: "The little prince is good, the little prince is also good, don't cry, don't cry, the old slave's heart will be broken when he cries..."

Sun Gouer's voice became a background sound.

Zhu Yuanzhang walked to Xiao Twenty-san step by step.

Snapped.

The old man's palm clearly patted his youngest son's head gently.

Zhu Huang's shoulders jumped, and then he fell to the ground.

"Father, I just want to see them both..."

Zhu Huang was so frightened that he fell to the ground and almost cried.

Zhu Yuanzhang was stunned for a moment, then a smile appeared on his face: "I thought you were going to do something. If you want to see it, go and see it. Be gentle and don't touch them with your dirty paws."

The old man won’t punish himself?

Zhu Huang suddenly raised his head and blinked his most characteristic big eyes, as if he wanted to finally confirm: "Can you really see it?"

Zhu Yuanzhang immediately couldn't laugh or cry, and waved his hand: "Go, go."

After confirming again and again that the old man was not setting a trap for him, Zhu Huang finally breathed a sigh of relief. He quickly got up from the ground, wiped his hands randomly on his body, and arrived at the bamboo basket.

He stood in front of the two bamboo baskets, looking left and right, with a childish smile on his face.

I wanted to stretch out my hand, but then I remembered what the old man said, and I was afraid that I couldn't help but stretch out my hand. In the end, I put my two dirty paws into my sleeves, and just stretched my head and looked at the two little people lying in the bamboo basket. Son.

Zhu Yuanzhang walked quietly to the palace gate safely.

Bang bang.

Zhu Yuanzhang raised his foot and kicked on the threshold between Zhu Biao and Zhu Yunxi, raised his brows and looked outside: "Why are you staying here? Are you afraid that I will be too happy?"

Zhu Biao stood up with the three little ones, bowed and stepped aside.

"My son and the three of them just don't dare to disturb your tenderness of entertaining your grandson."

Zhu Biao smiled and continued softly: "It's just a pity that we didn't arrange a painter today. Otherwise, if I could have painted the scene of you teasing your grandson today, it would be a good story in the future."

Praise from a son is always more comfortable than flattery in court.

Zhu Yuanzhang opened his arms and stretched out of the palace and went outside.

"I heard that Taisun's Mansion is very lively."

Zhu Yunxi immediately stepped forward: "It's just that everyone feels that there are no happy events in the palace recently. This time there is a new addition to Taisun's house, so they just want to be happy."

On such occasions, Zhu Gaochi would always observe the old man's words and deeds silently, and would not speak unless he asked. As for Zhu Shangbing, he always thought in his heart that he was a transparent person, and that the old man could not see him, lest he be stared at. superior.

Three generations of grandfather and grandson, under the leadership of Zhu Yuanzhang, unexpectedly walked out of the Qianqing Palace and walked towards the three main halls in front of them.

Zhu Yuanzhang spoke at the right time: "Wen Sheng is a good boy, and will be a child who will do great things in the future. That girl Poria is also well-off, and she will marry well and follow her husband in the future, and she will be able to manage the family well."

The names of the two children in the Taisun Mansion were finally determined under the emperor's will.

The grandson’s legitimate son, Zhu Wensheng.

The concubine of the grandson, Zhu Fuling.

Zhu Biao shook his head: "You can't tell anything about a child who is only a few days old. You are partial, and you are happy in your heart and eyes, so you think everything is good."

Zhu Yuanzhang glanced at the boss and snorted dissatisfied: "Now that you are the master, you are very impartial."

This was unacceptable. Zhu Biao smacked his lips and after thinking about it, he simply stopped talking to the old man who didn't know how happy he was.

Finally, Zhu Yunxi saw that the two of them looked down upon each other, so he had no choice but to interrupt.

"Grandpa, where are you going?"

Zhu Yuanzhang glanced sideways at his precious grandson, but there was no good color on his face.

"How did you become the grandson of the Jianguo! Rumor has spread, and you don't even know!"

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The old man is still worried about the Qianqing Palace.

Zhu Yunxi finally understood that no one in the entire clan could get favors from the old man, and even he could no longer get favors from him.

Now, old man, all that heart is in those two little people who only know how to express everything through crying.

Forget it!

Zhu Yunxi muttered to himself, feeling quite happy and at ease.

Zhu Biao, who was standing next to him, saw that his own cub had also been trained, with a proud smile on his face.

However, Zhu Yuanzhang continued to curse and said: "No one took notice of this rumor, but it just happened. Are they really hoping that this old man like me will die soon and be buried in the ground? Or are they going to fight with a man who was just born?" The child has a dream about attaining the power of a dragon?"

Zhu Yuanzhang cursed for a while, but the people behind him didn't speak.

Couldn't help but stop.

He put his hands on his hips and frowned as he looked at the four people walking towards him with their heads lowered.

"Your wings are all hard too?!"

Zhu Biao was about to speak subconsciously, but suddenly he turned his head and raised his hand, patting the boy next to him on the back of the head: "Grandpa Huang asked you a question, but he didn't know the answer!"

Hum hum!

Zhu Yuanzhang glanced at the eldest son with an unkind look, and then moved his eyes playfully to his eldest grandson's face: "Aren't you usually eloquent? Today, let's talk about what the rumors outside mean."

Zhu Yunxi swore that he would petition to stay in Taisun's Mansion and be harassed to death by the gang outside, and he would not be scared to death in front of the old man.

How could he know why the wind was blowing?

Even the old man found out that no one took the lead. Even if the rumor came up naturally, how would he respond?

But the old man's temper has now reached the point where he can do whatever he wants, and Zhu Yunxi sighed softly in his heart.

He raised his head and said, "My grandson thought they were afraid."

"Scared?"

Zhu Yuanzhang was obviously a little surprised by this answer, and his eyes were a little more expectant.

He stretched out his hand and tapped Zhu Yunxi twice: "You said it."
To be continued...