Family ancestor Zhu Chongba: What happened to getting your daughter pregnant?

Wandering Palace.

After hesitating for a moment, Zhu Yuanzhang, who was full of joy, slowly sat on the edge of the bed, looked at Zhu Yunxi who was sitting in the corner of the bed, and while slowly covering Zhu Yunxi's legs with the quilt, he was thinking in his heart that Zhu Yunxi had just recommended himself to pretend to be an official. For Taisun's suggestion.

Zhu Yunxi looked at Zhu Yuanzhang with an honest face, silent, but with a slightly touched smile on his lips. To be honest, their grandfather and grandson had never been so close as they seemed at this moment.

Only then did Zhu Yuanzhang realize that the emperor's grandson in front of him was not as annoying as the rumors said. He was not only smart, but also very insightful and courageous. His bravery, which could not change his face despite the collapse of Mount Tai, was precisely What he hoped Zhu Yunwen could have over the years.

And Zhu Yunxi also discovered that Zhu Yuanzhang, who was decisive in killing, could actually have such an amiable side. He couldn't help but feel a little emotional. He looked at Zhu Yuanzhang meaningfully and kept licking his chapped lips.

"Why are your lips so dry? Grandpa Huang, let me pour you a cup of tea."

Zhu Yuanzhang noticed Zhu Yunxi's movements, looked at it, and then stood up and walked to the table next to him.

"How can I let you do it yourself? My grandson can do it himself."

Seeing this, Zhu Yunxi said hurriedly and was about to get up.

"Lie down! I will come in person!"

But Zhu Yuanzhang's expression darkened and he pretended to be stern.

"Thank you, Grandpa Huang!"

Zhu Yunxi nodded sheepishly, a strange smile flashed across his lips and glanced at the book on the table under the teapot.

Zhu Yuanzhang came to the table with a smile on his face, picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea. However, when he was about to put the teapot back away, he suddenly stopped and found that there was a book under the teapot.

On the cover of the book, there are three characters inscribed, "Da Ming Zhi".

Seeing this unfamiliar title, Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't help but frown, with a hint of curiosity in his eyes, because he never remembered that a famous scholar had published such a book.

After hesitating for a moment, Zhu Yuanzhang put down the teapot, slowly picked up the book, and took a look.

But it didn't matter when I looked at it. I couldn't help but light up. I was immediately attracted by the content in the book and read attentively.

All written in the book are anecdotes about the Ming Dynasty, including the early years of Hongwu, and even the deeds of the princes fighting for hegemony before the establishment of the Ming Dynasty. There are many of my own experiences in the Red Turban Army period!

All deeds are related to yourself!

"Where did this book come from?!"

Zhu Yuanzhang was stunned for a moment, turned to look at Zhu Yunxi in surprise, and asked excitedly.

Zhu Yunxi smiled sheepishly and scratched his head shyly.

"Did you write it?!"

Zhu Yuanzhang opened his eyes wide and asked loudly in disbelief.

"It was written by my grandson."

Zhu Yunxi nodded shyly and answered obediently.

"Did you really write it?!"

"You actually have such a good literary talent?!"

Zhu Yuanzhang took the book in his hand, quickly came to the bedside, and asked overjoyed.

"It was indeed written by my grandson, but it's not well written. Grandpa Huang, please don't laugh at it."

Zhu Yunxi nodded and said modestly.

"It's very well written! No, it's not very good! It's so good!"

“Where do you know these anecdotes and allusions?!”

Zhu Yuanzhang shook his head and said with praise, smiling so hard that he couldn't even close his mouth.

He never expected that his grandson, who was called uneducated and unskilled, could actually write books!

"When my father was still alive, my grandson often followed him secretly to the main hall. He accidentally listened to many lectures by famous scholars, and often heard his father mention some old things. Later, he also heard some rumors in the public. Over time, he knew There are more.”

"One day, I suddenly had a whim and thought that I should write all these things in a book, so I wrote this Great Ming Dynasty. If there is anything inappropriate or untrue in the book, I hope Grandpa Huang will not be angry. , forgive your grandson for making his own decisions."

Zhu Yunxi looked at Zhu Yuanzhang obediently, said honestly, and showed a little apology.

"Who said I would be angry?! It's so well written! You have such a great talent, it's too late for Grandpa Huang to be happy!"

When Zhu Yuanzhang heard this, he waved his hands repeatedly and said with praise, his face showing uncontrollable excitement.

After saying that, he couldn't resist his curiosity and prepared to study it carefully. However, when he saw Zhu Yunxi's chapped lips, he remembered that the poured tea had not been brought over yet, so he hurriedly walked to the table, put the tea cup into Zhu Yunxi's hand, and then He couldn't wait to sit on the edge of the bed and continued to read carefully.

Zhu Yunxi took the tea cup, took a sip slowly, and sat silently looking at Zhu Yuanzhang who looked serious, his eyes full of smiles.

Zhu Yuanzhang, who was sitting by the bed, did not notice the change in the expression on Zhu Yunxi's face. His attention was completely attracted by the content of the book. The more he read, the more he liked it.

The deeds described in the book were so vivid that they brought back many old events in his memory, as if he were transported back to those turbulent years in the past and immersed in the scene.

There is no excessive rhetoric, just a series of true and unpretentious stories.

The more he read, the more excited Zhu Yuanzhang became. He really could not have imagined that his grandson was actually an all-rounder with both civil and military skills!

Although he doesn't know martial arts, he has the courage to stand alone. Although he lacked training since childhood, he was able to write such a book that he couldn't put down!

"Good! Good! Good!"

After a long time, Zhu Yuanzhang found that the surroundings were quiet, and then he realized that he was too fascinated. He turned his head and glanced at Zhu Yunxi, and said three good words loudly.

"I am so relieved to have a grandson like this!"

While Zhu Yuanzhang praised Zhu Yunxi with satisfaction, he flipped through the pages and found that the Ming Dynasty had not been finished, only half of it was written, and the back was still blank.

"Not finished yet?"

Zhu Yuanzhang hesitated for a moment, turned to look at Zhu Yunxi, and asked slowly, his voice gentle as never before.

"I just started writing on a whim recently. In addition, my grandson is always injured and often can't write. It has been delayed for a long time. The injury last time has not fully healed. My arm was injured again tonight. When will I finish writing?" It’s hard to say.”

Zhu Yunxi looked at Zhu Yuanzhang apologetically and said slowly.

"No hurry, no rush, recuperation is important. You should take good care of your injuries first. It won't be too late to write after you are healed. But I want to take this half away first and go back and take a good look at it, okay?"

Zhu Yuanzhang glanced at the injury on Zhu Yunxi's arm distressedly, and asked after deliberation.

"Since Grandpa Huang likes it, of course you can!"

Zhu Yunxi nodded and said without hesitation.

"Okay, okay! Then you can rest in peace and recuperate. Grandpa Huang will go back to Minghe Hall first. If you need anything, just send someone to Minghe Hall to spread the word!"

Zhu Yuanzhang patted Zhu Yunxi on the shoulder. As he spoke, he eagerly held half of "The Ming Dynasty" and walked out quickly. He couldn't help but look down at it while walking.

"Grandpa Huang, walk slowly!"

Zhu Yunxi watched Zhu Yuanzhang's back with an innocent and well-behaved smile on his face.

Not long after he finished speaking, Zhu Yuanzhang had already left the Wandering Palace with Wang Defa and Guo Ying.

As soon as Zhu Yuanzhang stepped out of the gate of the Wandering Palace, the innocent and well-behaved smile on Zhu Yunxi's face had completely disappeared. He touched the new wound on his arm, and a meaningful sneer flashed across his face.

At this moment, Hong Yuan slowly walked in, with a look of admiration between her brows.

"Your Highness succeeded?"

Hong Yuan came closer and couldn't help but asked softly.

Everything that happened tonight, including the assassination and the book Zhu Yuanzhang held in his arms when he left, and even the request to nominate himself as a grandson, were all part of Zhu Yunxi's plan!

Seeing the look on Zhu Yuanzhang's face when he left with joy just now, she knew that everything was under His Highness' control.

"This is just the beginning."

Zhu Yunxi smiled and said lightly.

When he decided to try to fight for that position three years ago, he already knew that this fight was destined to be long and bloody, because he had more than one opponent.

If you want to fight your way through this long battle and finally stand at the top, you need not only the courage to risk your life, but also a step-by-step plan.

After three years of planning, it's time for a showdown...