At this moment, I have awakened the eternal heroic spirit of China

After Zhu Yuanzhang finished speaking, Ning An nodded, silently raised his hand, and was about to leave.

Zhu Di seemed to feel something at this moment, and quickly said, "Father, don't go."

However, Zhu Yuanzhang looked at him with a smile on his face, showing a look of relief. A circle of light appeared behind him, and a black hole appeared from it.

He stretched out his hand as if wanting to touch Zhu Di's head, but finally took it back and said with a smile on his face.

"Fourth, you're promising. If that's the case, then remember the ancestral training of our Zhu family. The Zhu family is born with mud legs and is the emperor of the people. Do you understand?"

Zhu Di, who heard this, knelt on the ground, watched his father leave, bit his lips tightly, and had tears in his eyes.

"Father, son, remember."

Zhu Yuanzhang nodded and left without looking back.

Looking at the disappearing Zhu Yuanzhang and Ning An, Zhu Di suddenly felt like a dream, and the King of Han ran over with his mouth wide open, his face full of disbelief.

Zhu Di looked at King Han and was silent for a long time.

Then, he raised his hand and slapped King Han hard on the mouth.

"Father, why are you beating me?" King Han covered his face, puzzled.

"Wake up your daydream, what were you dreaming about just now? Why, you want to be emperor before I die?" Zhu Di looked at King Han angrily.

The King of Han was extremely wronged, and he pointed to the place where Zhu Yuanzhang was just now.

"No, Dad, why am I dreaming? We saw Grandpa together just now, and we..."

"Clap clap clap."

Before the King of Han could finish speaking, Zhu Di slapped him with several slaps.

"You're talking nonsense again, your grandfather has long been buried, what do you see?"

"not me……"

"Clap clap clap."

"Father, I..."

"Clap clap clap."

"Father, I was dreaming just now, so I won't do it next time."

After a few times, Hanwang stood obediently, his face swollen like a pig's head.

Zhu Di glanced at his son, sighed, he is an idiot, if the boss is here, he can tell what he wants to do at a glance.

Then, he walked towards the outside of the hall with firm and steady steps.

He must make Daming the most shining era in his hands, unprecedented and unprecedented, for this, Zhu Di is willing to give everything.

He believed that Ning An would definitely come to him after a hundred years.

At that time, he had to submit a satisfactory answer sheet and tell the other party that he did not shame Zhu Di, Zhu Yuanzhang, or the throne.

He is worthy of the name of the prosperous emperor.

Outside the main hall, the setting sun shone in and fell on Zhu Di's body, shining the armor very brightly, as if it was shining brightly, extremely dazzling.

Zhu Di himself seems to be shining. At this moment, he is the center and the sun.

When tens of thousands of soldiers saw this scene, they all knelt down and shouted loudly.

"Long live His Majesty, long live, long live!!!!"

That voice seemed to be able to break through the clouds, indicating that the Great Ming was reborn from the cocoon.

Zhu Yuanzhang and Ning An returned to their era, and Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Ning An wearily.

"We want to see what we have done. Those old guys, are we really not leaving any?"

At this moment, Empress Ma had just died, and Zhu Yuanzhang's heart was not so cold.

Recalling those brothers who accompanied him through life and death, and finally ended up in a dead end, Zhu Yuanzhang became sad.

He is sad because he knows that according to his own temperament, it is very possible to do these things.

Ning An nodded.

"In the 27th year of Hongwu, His Majesty killed Ying Guogong Fu Youde and Dingyuan Hou Wang Bi."

"In the 28th year of Hongwu, His Majesty killed the Duke of Song, Feng Sheng. So far, His Majesty has killed all the six founding Dukes."

"The only one left is Tanghe."

Hearing this, Zhu Yuanzhang's heart trembled, the sixth founding Duke, he... finished killing.

In the ancient titles, duke, uncle, and duke are the highest honors, and those who can win this title are all great achievements.

But what troubled Zhu Yuanzhang the most was the last name, Tang He.

That was his old brother, did he kill it too?

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Ning An with a longing look on his face, no, that was a prayer.

It was the prayer of an old man, he begged to hear an answer he wanted, even though he already had the answer in his heart.

(Take a day off today and update a chapter, thank you.)