I want to be a grandson

Chapter 12
"Grandfather, my father... passed away..."

In the prince's bedroom, Zhu Yunwen saw Zhu Yuanzhang who had rushed over standing at the door with a stunned expression of disbelief.

Immediately, she knelt and prostrated herself in front of him, and knelt down at his feet to announce the funeral with tears streaming down her face.

"My Majesty, Wanfu Jinan..."

The Lu family and the maids also hurriedly bowed down, weeping and sobbing.

Zhu Yuanzhang stared at his son lying on the bed, approached slowly with disbelief on his face, and could not utter a word with his slightly opened mouth.

Zhu Yunxuan who was next to him hurriedly supported him, lest he couldn't accept it, and there would be no accidents.

"Biaoer, Biaoer... What's wrong with you, why did you go?! Why did you have the heart to leave us... What's wrong with you..."

A sound of mourning comes from the heart, causing people to cry, and those who hear it feel sad.

"We still want to hand over this country to you, and we want you to inherit our throne. Why did you leave... You have been the prince for more than 20 years, can you bear it?"

Zhu Yuanzhang touched his son's face, distraught, "Biao'er, Biao'er, wake up, we will never beat or scold you again, never again... we just need you to wake us up... wake up That's good..."

"We won't argue with you anymore, so be it as you say, and sentence as you say, can't we listen to you...Wake us up..."

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"Grandfather, don't be too sad, father will be sad if he knows..." Zhu Yunwen knelt on the side and persuaded with tears.

But such persuasion has no effect at all for an old man who has lost his son.

White-haired people send black-haired people, old people lose their children.

Moreover, he has been cultivating heirs for more than 20 years, pouring countless efforts and teachings, and it is just gone, how can it not hurt people.

Lu's tears also persuaded: "Father, your health is important, His Royal Highness... I don't want to see Father so sad..."

Zhu Yuanzhang cried bitterly, calling his son Zhu Biao, and now he is not in the mood to pay attention to her feelings.

Their sons are all dead, so what's the use of persuasion?
Can it change the facts, or can it alleviate the pain?

Since nothing can be changed, it is better to cry than to suppress the disease in the heart.

Zhu Yunxi kept holding his father's cold palm, clasping his hands together, his eyes were dull, his eyes were dull, and he just stood there in a daze.

If it weren't for the tears streaming down his face, he would be almost the same as a stone man.

He neither met Zhu Yuanzhang nor persuaded him.

After an unknown period of time, Zhu Yuanzhang stood up tremblingly, stopping his grief.

As a person who has experienced too many storms, although he is extremely sad, it is not enough to knock him down.

Glancing at Zhu Yunxi, who was exuding sadness all over his body, he sighed.

The way of being sad is different for each person, but there is a saying that there is nothing greater than heart death.

Zhu Yuanzhang felt that this grandson felt this way at this time.

Zhu Yunxi was sluggish, motionless, as if he hadn't heard the sounds around him, and seemed extremely lost.

After all, they are father and son, a constant family relationship.

Look at the hands he held tightly with his son, it is obvious that the son was deeply moved with his family when he was dying.

Although the son doesn't want to see this grandson, but this grandson is extremely filial.

Originally thought that even if Zhu Yunxi didn't feel resentment, he would have an indifferent relationship with Zhu Biao and no family affection at all, but he didn't want to be the saddest one.

Zhu Yuanzhang felt that Zhu Yunxue was in more pain than Zhu Yunxun's crying.

So I couldn't help persuading: "Cry if you want to cry, don't hold back your body."

Zhu Yunxi turned his head slowly, his movements were extremely mechanical, his eyes were still empty and expressionless.

He said in a hoarse voice: "Grandfather, as a son of man, grandson doesn't have the right to cry yet..."

Zhu Yuanzhang didn't know why he said this, but the pain in his heart was hard to hide, so he patted Zhu Yunxi on the shoulder to express his comfort.

When the prince of the Ming Dynasty died, he would not wear a shroud and a coffin like ordinary families.

The emperor has the emperor's funeral ceremony, and the prince also has the prescribed ceremony, so that he can appear grand.

The content is also particularly cumbersome and diverse, generally divided into several procedures.

The first is the small burial, bathing the face of the deceased, wrapping the hair (the hair is combed into temples), changing the shroud, and displaying sacrifices in front of the corpse.

Of course, the general small burial will be carried out in the bedroom, because the body is not immediately stiff when the person dies, so it is convenient to change the shroud.

In the future, it will be moved to the Hall of Renzhi, where the corpses of royal personnel are specially placed.

By the time the Ministry of Rites finished encoffining the prince, it was already dark.

It's not going to be peaceful tonight.

Just as the officials from the Ministry of Rites were encoffining the prince, Li Fu, the eunuch in charge, quietly approached him.

Zhu Yunxi looked at the morning and twilight outside, and said with sharp eyes: "It can be activated!"

"Yes!"

Li Fu's downcast eyes flickered, he stepped back silently, and followed the officials who entered and exited out of the outer court.

Just as he was leaving the Hall of Spring Harmony and leaving the palace through the Donghua Gate, he passed Jiang Yu, the commander of Jinyiwei who was entering.

"wrong!"

Jiang Yu had already walked a long way, but suddenly stopped, waving his hand to stop Jin Yiwei who was following behind him.

The subordinate hurriedly asked: "What happened, my lord?"

Jiang Yu remembered something, and ordered: "Immediately go and find out who is the one who left the palace just now!"

"Subordinates obey!"

The subordinate immediately took the order to check at the guard at Donghua Gate.

After a while, Jin Yiwei came to report, "My lord, I found out, the person just now is Li Fu, the personal eunuch of the third emperor's grandson of the Eastern Palace."

Jiang Yu said in amazement: "Are you sure you read it right?!"

The subordinate said: "Even if the lower officials read it wrong, there are records left by the palace gate, so it can't be wrong.

"This is strange, what are the eunuchs of the Third Highness of the Eastern Palace doing out at this time..."

Jiang Yu was talking to himself, when suddenly his expression changed, and he asked, "Do you know all the trusted eunuchs beside His Highness?"

"Look at what your lord said, the villain was originally from the Eastern Palace, how could he not know him..."

Jiang Yu grabbed his collar, immediately took out the head portrait from his arms, and said, "Do you know this person?!"

This subordinate was also taken aback, knowing that the matter must be serious, he quickly looked at the portrait, and said: "Small understanding, although the villain has changed his appearance, he can still be seen at a glance, he is the personal eunuch of the Third Highness Wang Zhong..."

"It's really hard to find a place to break through the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it!"

This is also not long after Jiang Yu was promoted to the commander of Jinyiwei, the affairs in the palace are not very clear.

Besides, Zhu Yunxi was not favored at all, and he was rarely seen, so how could Jiang Yu deliberately pay attention to the eunuchs around him!
And this is also why he fell into a misunderstanding, thinking that the housekeeper he was looking for really belonged to some official, and he really thought that he was currying favor with the prince for promotion.

So he didn't think about the palace at all!
(End of this chapter)