Daming: In the beginning, he mistakenly regarded Emperor Yongle as his own father

"Bah, you bastard, you're talking nonsense." Hearing this, Zhu Di couldn't help but spit at him.

Ken said it?

That's fine.

"I'm talking nonsense, look at your own face, it's just short of having the words 'my father is dead' engraved on your forehead."

Zhu Di slapped him on the forehead and cursed, "Your father just died."

After finishing speaking, he felt something was wrong, so he hurriedly said "Pooh": "My father just died."

Not right either!

Fuck, stop talking.

Lu Lin was laughed at by him: "Okay, I won't tease you anymore, what's the matter, tell me."

Lu Lin knew his cheap father too well, and he would go to the Three Treasures Hall for everything, and he must be asking for something when he came to the door today, otherwise who would show this posture.

"Zhu Neng is dead." Zhu Di was not in the mood to joke, and cut straight to the point.

Hearing this, Lu Lin didn't seem surprised at all: "And then?"

Seeing the calm expression on his face, Zhu Di quit, furious: "What do you mean, then, what is your expression, Zhu Neng died, are you not sad at all?"

Zhu Neng is my good brother, a brother who was born and died together.

But with this expression on your face, do you still have any sympathy?

Lu Lin was simply confused by Monk Zhang Er.

Zhu Neng was a great general and a great hero in the Ming Dynasty. Naturally, he expressed deep regret and regret when he died, but sad?

Where to start?

Lu Lin doesn't even know him, okay, what kind of heart hurts?

And Zhu Neng would die, he knew it earlier, he also tried to stop it, didn't it fail?

What can he do?

As the saying goes, everyone has his own destiny, or this is Zhu Neng's destiny, and no one can change it.

Zhu Di also seemed to feel that he had gone too far, and changed his words: "Your Uncle Zhu is also dead."

"Ah?" Lu Lin was even more confused.

"He went to do business with the army and died of illness." Zhu Di said, almost crying.

In the palace before, I really didn't dare to show too much grief, and I couldn't let the officials see his vulnerable side.

But for some reason, when he came to Lu Lin's place, he couldn't control the sadness in his heart, and tears welled up several times. If he hadn't tried his best to control it, the tears would have burst out of his eyes.

Hearing the news suddenly, Lu Lin was a little overwhelmed.

A few days ago, guard Zhu who had just eaten two of his beggar chickens in one go, why did he suddenly get sick?

He wasn't always strong enough to look like he could kill a cow with one punch.

how can that be possible?

"Are you kidding me?"

This time, Zhu Di really cried, and leaned his face directly on Lu Lin's shoulder, and the tears poured out directly, and he couldn't stop it. The only thing he could do was to try his best to restrain himself and not let himself cry out loud.

He is a majestic king of a country, and he cannot lose face in front of his courtiers.

Daddy Cheap's actions completely confirmed the truth of the matter.

Although Lu Lin didn't have much contact with Zhu Huwei, that Tie Hanhan was considered half of his family, why...

You are very good, what kind of business do you ask him to join the army, he is already old, and you still let him go to places as far away as Annan.

Ass cupping, always doing shit (death) things.

Chapter 122 Let me lead the army, you are sick

Although he was very angry, but when he saw his cheap father crying so sadly, Lu Lin swallowed back the words of reproach that came out of his mouth.

Patting him on the shoulder, comfortingly said: "Life and death are fate, wealth and honor are in the sky."

But Zhu Di couldn't listen to it at all. He blamed himself: "I should have listened to you. It's all my fault. I allowed him to go. If I had listened to you and didn't let him go, he wouldn't have died."

listen to me?

There was a gap in Lu Lin's memory, he didn't seem to have said anything about not letting Uncle Zhu join the army.

He didn't even know that Uncle Zhu was going to join the army, okay?

So where does this come from?

Could it be...

Looking at his cheap father, Lu Lin actually had a very bold idea in his heart.

For a moment, he felt that Uncle Zhu was Zhu Neng.

Zhu Neng died on the way to the expedition, and so did Uncle Zhu.

Zhu Neng died of illness, and so did Uncle Zhu.

The more I think about it, the more I feel wrong...

But after thinking about it, it was wrong. Uncle Zhu was obviously his cheap father's guard. Who was Zhu Neng?

Impossible, impossible, I want to fart.

"Some things are predestined by heaven, and no one can stop them. You see Zhu Neng will die. I told you clearly. You must have told him too. Didn't he go anyway?"

"We're doing our best."

The more Zhu Di heard it, the more he blamed himself and felt uncomfortable. Yes, Lu Lin told himself clearly that Zhu Neng would die, and the military adviser also made divinations, saying that Zhu Neng's expedition was the culprit.

But not yet...

Maybe Lu Lin is right, some things are really predestined, and no one can change them.

I cried and cried, and I felt guilty, but being sad can't change the fact. The most important thing now is to choose a coach as soon as possible, and first arrange the 30 troops in Guangxi.