The daily life of the great grandson of Ming Dynasty

In the East Palace, Zhang Mingzhen stood by Zhu Gaochi's bedside.At this moment, she was crying silently.

Zhu Gaochi was stabbed by an assassin at the dinner party. Fortunately, he did not hurt his vitals, but the injury was not serious.

Zhang Mingzhen cried not because Zhu Gaochi was injured, but because Zhu Zhanji was taken away by the assassin.She was usually calm and rational, but now she was panicked and didn't know what to do.

Zhu Gaochi woke up from his drowsiness, and he felt a sharp pain from his waist just after he woke up, which made him take a deep breath.

Zhang Mingzhen, who was crying, heard Zhu Gaochi gasping, and immediately looked up. Seeing that Zhu Gaochi had woken up, a smile of surprise appeared on his face full of tears: "Your Highness, you are awake."

Zhu Gaochi saw the princess's face was full of tears, and smiled at her comfortingly: "I was injured a little bit, it's nothing serious, don't worry."

"His Royal Highness..." Zhang Mingzhen said, crying again.

Zhu Gaochi saw that Zhang Mingzhen was crying more than just now, so he quickly comforted him, "I'm fine." After speaking, he struggled to get up.

Seeing this, Zhang Mingzhen quickly stopped him: "His Royal Highness, you are injured, you should lie down properly."

Zhu Gaochi heard the words and lay down obediently.He suddenly thought of the assassination at the dinner party, and hurriedly asked: "How is the father, what about those assassins?" Zhu Gaochi passed out before the assassination was caught, so he naturally didn't know what happened afterwards.Of course, he didn't know that Zhu Zhanji was taken away.

"The assassins were all captured, and the emperor was also injured, but nothing serious happened."

Hearing this, Zhu Gaochi felt relieved: "That's good."

"Not good, not good at all." Zhang Mingzhen cried and said, "Your Highness, Zhan Ji was taken away."

"What?" Zhu Gaochi screamed. Regardless of the injuries on his body, he sat up suddenly, frowned and asked Zhang Mingzhen, "Mingzhen, what are you talking about, Zhanji was taken away?"

Zhang Mingzhen nodded with tears in her eyes: "Zhanji was taken away by the assassin, and he hasn't been found yet."

"what happened?"

Zhang Mingzhen shook his head and said, "I don't know exactly what happened. I only know that Zhan Ji was taken away by assassins, and my father sent someone to look for Zhan Ji."

Regardless of the severe pain of the wound, Zhu Gaochi got out of bed in a hurry: "I'm going to find my father."

"Your Highness, your injury..."

"My injury is fine." Zhu Gaochi's face was pale, "I'm going to find my father."

"Your Highness..."

"You wait in the East Palace." Zhu Gaochi comforted Zhang Mingzhen, "Father will definitely find Zhanji, so don't worry too much."

Zhang Mingzhen nodded: "Well, Zhanji will definitely be found."

Zhu Gaochi didn't say anything, and limped out while enduring the wound.

In the Qianqing Palace, under the repeated persuasion of Li Qian and the others, Zhu Di finally asked the imperial doctor to bandage his wound.

Zhu Gaochi hurried in, not even caring about etiquette, and asked directly, "Father, is there any news about Zhanji?"

"No."

"How did this happen?" Zhu Gaochi was puzzled, "Why did the assassins of the White Lotus Sect abduct Zhanji?"

Zhu Di couldn't figure this out either.

"The assassins of the White Lotus Sect are targeting Zhan Ji."

"Aiming at Zhanji?" Zhu Gaochi was startled at first, and then he quickly understood what was going on, which made him even more puzzled, "The White Lotus Sect made such a big assassination to kidnap Zhanji! "It's false to assassinate the father, but it's true to kidnap Zhan Ji. What is the purpose of the White Lotus Sect.

Regarding the purpose of kidnapping Zhu Zhanji, Zhu Di has various guesses, but none of them are good guesses.

"I will never let the White Lotus Sect go this time!"

"Father, Zhanji, he..." Zhu Gaochi didn't dare to think, his expression was full of horror.

"Zhanji will definitely be fine!"

Zhu Gaochi took a deep breath and said, "Zhanji is auspicious, and nothing will happen." After finishing speaking, he suddenly thought of something, "Father, maybe you can learn about Zhanji's whereabouts from your dreams."

"In a dream?" Zhu Di didn't react for a while

,"What's the meaning?"

"Father, haven't you dreamed about Zhanji before?" Zhu Gaochi said with some excitement, "With Zhanji's intelligence, he will definitely inform you of his whereabouts in his dream."

Zhu Di's eyes lit up immediately after hearing this, "You're right, Zhan Ji will definitely tell me his whereabouts in his dream." Why didn't he expect that.

"Father, please go to sleep for a while."

"Okay, I'll sleep right away." After Zhu Di finished speaking, he lay down on the couch.

Maybe it was because he was too tired tonight, or maybe it was because he just took the medicine, Zhu Di fell asleep not long after lying down.

When he was in a daze, Zhu Di heard someone calling him: "Fourth brother! Fourth brother! Fourth brother!"

Zhu Biao called several times in a row, and finally woke up Zhu Di.

Zhu Di opened his eyes, and it was Zhu Biao who came into his eyes, which surprised him, and he couldn't help exclaiming: "Brother!"

Seeing that Zhu Di was surprised, Zhu Biao smiled at him gently: "Fourth brother, now is not the time to reminisce about the past, Zhanji is fine now."

As soon as he heard the word "Zhan Ji", Zhu Di's excitement when he saw Zhu Biao was instantly replaced by anxiety about his grandson's safety: "Brother, where is Zhan Ji now?"

"Zhanji has been drugged and is still in a coma. He can't figure out where he is for the time being. When he wakes up and finds out where he is, he will tell you." Zhu Biao continued, "This time Bailian The sect's assassination was mainly aimed at Zhanji, since they captured Zhanji alive, then Zhanji will not be in danger for the time being, and you don't have to worry too much."

After Zhu Di heard this, he felt relieved a lot.

"Brother, why did the members of the White Lotus Sect abduct Zhanji?"

Zhu Biao shook his head slightly: "We don't know about this either."

"Brother, don't you know?"

Zhu Biao smiled and said, "We are not gods, so how could we know everything." Then, he raised his hand and patted Zhu Di on the shoulder, comforting him again, "Zhanji will not be in danger for the time being. These days, the assassin He will not take Zhanji out of the city, he will take Zhanji and hide somewhere in the city."

"I have already sent people to look for Zhanji, even if he is desperate."

"Fourth brother, the people of the White Lotus Sect know a lot of crooked things, and they might be able to escape from your noses."

"Brother, I won't let the assassin take Zhanji away." Zhu Di knew in his heart that if the assassin took Zhu Zhanji away from the capital, it would be like a fish entering the sea. If he wanted to find Zhu Zhanji again, it would be like finding a needle in a haystack.

"Don't worry, Zhanji is so smart that he will let you find him."

After saying this, Zhu Di felt a little more relieved: "That's true." After speaking, he thought of one thing and asked quickly, "Brother, where is Zhanji?"

"He has been waiting for you to fall asleep just now." Zhu Biao said again, "He was drugged and still fell into a coma. The dreaming time is not long."

"Then big brother, you..."

"He asked me to wait for you." Zhu Biao said with a smile, "When you fall asleep, let me come to you in your dream and tell you that he is fine."

"Brother, thank you!"

Zhu Biaoyou patted Zhu Di on the shoulder: "There is no need to be so polite between you and me."

"Brother, I..."

Zhu Biao knew that Zhu Di had a lot to say to him, but now is not the time.

"Fourth brother, we will talk about it later."

Zhu Di understood what Zhu Di meant, and nodded obediently: "Okay, but I hope you can come to see me again." Zhu Di knew in his heart that Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Di had never been willing to come to see him in their dreams.If it wasn't for Zhu Zhanji's accident, Zhu Biao still wouldn't come to see him in his dream.

Zhu Biao smiled slightly at Zhu Di: "Don't worry, I will come to see you again, when the time comes, we brothers will have a good talk."

Zhu Di smiled and said, "Okay!"

"Fourth brother, rest well, so that you can find Zhanji." Zhu Biao stretched out his arms to hug Zhu Di, and said to Zhu Di in a proud tone, "Fourth brother, you did a good job!"

When Zhu Di heard this, his heart shook violently.Just when he was about to say something, he suddenly fell into a coma.

He woke up when he fell asleep.Although only two hours of sleep.After waking up, Zhu Di remembered

The dream I had last night brought a smile to my face.However, he immediately thought that his precious grandson was suffering somewhere in the past two days, and his heart suddenly became heavy.

Zhu Zhanji, who was worried by Zhu Di, also woke up at this moment.When I opened my eyes, I saw a dilapidated room.

Zhu Zhanji just woke up, but his mind was still very confused.He sat up and looked blankly at the room in front of him. It was an abandoned room, filled with all kinds of discarded furniture and covered with spider webs.Not only that, but the window paper had a lot of holes.

At this time, he found that he was lying on a tattered bed.He was covered with a very old, but not torn quilt.Also, his hands and feet were not tightly bound.

Zhu Zhanji looked around again and found that there was no one but him.

What about people?

The assassin who brought him here?

Are you not here?

Impossible, the assassin couldn't leave him here alone.The assassin should be hiding in a corner somewhere.

Regardless of the assassin, he had to figure out where he was now.

Zhu Zhanji crawled towards the window.At this time, it was [-] o'clock, and it was already bright outside the window.He pushed open the window and found that outside the window was a small yard, an old yard.

He had to go out and see where the yard he was in now was.

Without any hesitation, Zhu Zhanji climbed out of bed and walked to the door.He was just about to open the door, but the door was pushed open by the outside, and he quickly stepped back a few steps, suddenly raising his vigilance in his heart.

A tall and thin man dressed in a night suit and covering his head and face tightly walked in.

Zhu Zhanji felt blood from the man walking in front of him.He obviously didn't smell of blood on his body, but he could feel that he was an assassin who killed without batting an eyelid.

Seeing that Zhu Zhanji was awake, the assassin didn't react, but closed the door.

Although Zhu Zhanji was on guard, he looked at the assassin with curiosity.

"Are you the assassin who kidnapped me?"

The assassin did not answer Zhu Zhanji's question, but took out something from his arms and handed it to Zhu Zhanji.

Zhu Zhanji looked at the things the assassin handed over, with disbelief written on his face.Because what is given to him at this moment is food.

The assassin was not impatient when he saw Zhu Zhanji's delay in picking up, but instead said, "Eat."

His voice was very hoarse and rough, as if he seldom spoke.

"For me?" Zhu Zhanji pointed to himself and said with disbelief.

The assassin didn't speak, but he didn't withdraw his hand either, and waited patiently for Zhu Zhanji to take it.

Zhu Zhanji was full of doubts in his heart, but he still reached out to take it.He found that the biscuits bought by the assassin were still hot, as if they had just been baked.

The assassin saw that Zhu Zhanji was holding the biscuits for a long time, and said again: "Aren't you hungry?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhu Zhanji's stomach began to growl.

At the dinner last night, Zhu Zhanji's attention was all on the assassin, and he was in no mood to eat.After another night, his little stomach was naturally hungry.

Without any hesitation, Zhu Zhanji picked up the biscuits and ate them.

The assassin on the side stared at him.

Zhu Zhanji noticed the assassin's gaze, thinking that something was on his face, raised his hand to touch his face, and found that there was nothing.

He ate for a while, and found that the assassin had been staring at him closely, which made him a little puzzled.

Zhu Zhanji hesitated, and handed the remaining half of the biscuits he ate to the assassin: "Do you want to eat?"

The assassin's pupils vibrated slightly, but his tone remained indifferent without any ups and downs; "You eat."

Zhu Zhanji was not polite, took back the biscuits and continued to eat.

The assassin was quite careful and bought two biscuits.

After Zhu Zhanji ate two pieces of biscuits, his stomach was full.However, the biscuits were too dry, and he felt very thirsty after eating them.

Just when he was about to ask if there was any tea, the assassin had already poured him a cup of tea, and it was still hot.Not only that, the teapot and teacups are very delicate, unlike this dilapidated

A bad house doesn't fit in.

Although Zhu Zhanji was full of doubts, he didn't ask.

After he finished his two cups of tea, he stared at the assassin.

The assassin looked a little uncomfortable, but he still looked indifferent on the surface.

"Why did you arrest me?" Although the assassin smelled of blood, Zhu Zhanji didn't feel any malice from him.

Judging from the fact that the assassin prepared food and hot tea for him, the assassin was still very kind to him.

The assassin didn't speak.

Zhu Zhanji asked again: "Why did you arrest me?"

The assassin still didn't speak.

Zhu Zhanji didn't intend to ask a third time.Just when he thought the assassin would not answer, the assassin suddenly said: "Order."