Mixed with salted fish in Hongwudang

Chapter 1 I seem to have died a father?
Qin Mu has been kneeling in the crowd and crying for three days, but he still doesn't know why he is kneeling, let alone why he is crying.

He just vaguely remembered that he seemed to have died as a "father"? .

Why do you say it seems?
Because another voice told him that he did not belong to this world, but a social animal from another world.

Wait, what does social animal mean?
Qin Mu only felt that this word was very familiar, but he couldn't remember what it meant.

This is also the problem he often encounters these days, that is, he neither knows his past life nor his present life.

I just vaguely remember the bitter experience of studying, working, falling in love, working, being dumped, working, getting married, working, divorced, working, until I became a social animal in my previous life.

Although there are always various accidents during the period, only the blessing of work is always with us throughout.

In the end, he gradually forgot even his own name, and only remembered the knowledge that was taken for granted in that era, as well as the common troubles that plagued most people in that era.

who am I?
It seems that someone called me Zhu Yunxi (teng).

Where am i?

They seem to call it the Prince's Mansion.

Who is the person lying in the coffin?

"His Royal Highness, the soul is back!"

"Whoa, whoa..."

"His Royal Highness, the soul is back!"

"Woooooooo..."

After only listening for a while, Zhu Yunxi knew who the person lying in the coffin was—His Royal Highness Zhu Biao!
Who is Zhu Biao?

Wow!
I remembered, Zhu Biao is Zhu Yuanzhang's prince!
In history, Zhu Yuanzhang loved the prince very much. After the death of the prince, he would rather pass the throne to the emperor's grandson Zhu Yunqi than to other princes.

In the end, Yan Wang Zhu Di rebelled, overthrew his nephew, and ascended the throne of Emperor Ming.

By the way, what's my name, am I that Man of Destiny Zhu Yunqi?

Just when he was fantasizing like this, an old man said something softly to the young man next to him, which directly shattered his dream.

"Yun Wen, don't cry yourself out, go and have a rest."

Zhu Yunxi's heart sank when he heard this, it seems that he is definitely not Zhu Yunqi, but an unknown little transparent in history.

"And me, who am I?"

Zhu Yuanzhang was obviously taken aback when he heard this, and then a distressed look flashed across his face.

See how sad this child is, he doesn't even know who he is...

"Yunxi, you should go down with your elder brother and rest for a while."

"Oh... that's right, my name is Zhu Yunxi!"

"I must remember this time, but I must never forget it again!"

Zhu Yuanzhang watched his grandson chanting his name solemnly, and said that he must remember it and not forget it, because his whole person is not well.

Isn't this kid stupid?

"Pass the imperial physician!"

Not long after, the imperial physician came with a medicine box.

After seeing and hearing about Zhu Yunxi, he gave the most authoritative medical appraisal.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, His Royal Highness the Second Emperor must be suffering from the disease of leaving the soul."

"Is it serious?"

"It's not serious, just take a few doses of decoction and sleep well."

Zhu Yuanzhang let go of his hanging heart when he heard the imperial physician say this.

He was really afraid that something bad would happen to the emperor's grandson, and it would be uneasy for Prince Biaoer to leave.

"deliver an imperial order!"

"Emperors and grandchildren only need to offer incense in the morning and evening every day, and don't need to kneel down and watch the spirit."

Zhu Yunxi secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then felt his eyelids sink, and a wave of drowsiness hit him like a tide, and he couldn't get rid of it no matter what.

But just as he was about to fall asleep, he suddenly heard the cheers of a brat.

"Great, I finally don't have to kneel and pretend to cry, la la la..."

When Zhu Yunxi heard this, he opened his eyes in fright, and looked over with a face full of disbelief.

Even if he didn't know the etiquette these days, he knew it was definitely wrong to laugh at this time.

When Lao Zhu heard this laughter, he felt it was extremely harsh.

If it wasn't for the fact that the laughing Zhu Yunxi was only seven years old, he would have ordered someone to drag him down to beat dozens of boards.

Even if Zhu Yunxi could not be punished, Lao Zhu still vented his anger on Zhu Yunxi's biological mother, Lu Shi, and severely reprimanded her.

Na Lu was so frightened that he kowtowed, his forehead was bleeding.

Fortunately, the Lu family still has a good son, who also knelt down and begged the emperor, wanting to go against the emperor's will and guard the spirit of his prince father.

For the sake of the emperor's eldest grandson, Lao Zhu spared Mrs. Lu once.

Although the mourning hall is very lively, all this has nothing to do with Zhu Yunxi.

Because he can now take a reasonable and legal appointment with the sick, after taking the tranquilizing medicine prescribed by Imperial Doctor Hao, he hid in his bedroom and slept soundly.

After Zhu Yunxi left, the program in the mourning hall was still going on.

Because of His Majesty's reprimand just now, the crying was a few decibels louder than before.

Zhu Yunxi fell asleep accompanied by bursts of crying, sleeping incomparably solid and incomparably sweet.

Because he knew that Baitiao and Huabei would never find him again.It's just a pity that there are hundreds of hero skins, and several of them are still limited editions...

When he couldn't find the toilet in his dream, he woke up reluctantly from the dream.After solving the internal emergency under the service of the little eunuch, he found sadly that his drowsiness had disappeared.

This is a habit developed by staying up late and working overtime for many years. Once I wake up, I can't fall asleep again.

Zhu Yunxi walked out of the bedroom and walked towards the familiar yet unfamiliar yard.He wanted to familiarize himself with the surrounding environment, but unknowingly came to the mourning hall where he cried and prayed during the day.

At this time, the mourning hall was very empty, with only a hunched figure sitting on the edge of the memorial tablet, and a few other eunuchs knelt aside, constantly throwing paper money into the copper basin.

Zhu Yunxi came to the copper basin, picked up a stack of paper money from the ground, and followed the example of the little eunuch, throwing them into the copper basin one by one.

But his money was not burned to the prince, but to his lost self in another world.

He wanted to bid farewell to himself, from now on he was no one else, but the real grandson of the Ming Emperor Zhu Yunxi.

After Zhu Yunxi burned a few sheets, he suddenly heard a hoarse voice.

"Have you rested yet?"

Zhu Yunxi raised his head when he heard the words, and saw Zhu Yuanzhang was looking at him with those bloodshot eyes. There was sorrow, despair, and pity for him in his eyes.

Zhu Yunxi immediately thought of his father in his previous life when he saw the complicated look in his eyes.

In another time and space, there is also an old father who is enduring such pain, right?
Thinking of this, Zhu Yunxi couldn't help feeling a pain in his heart.

Because of the barrier of time and space, he couldn't give the old man any comfort.

But it was uncomfortable not to say some words in his heart, so he looked at the old man who had lost his beloved son in front of him, and opened his mouth slowly.

"Grandfather, I know someone."

When Zhu Yuanzhang heard this, he said "Oh" in surprise.

Because he had listened to too many "sorrows" today, this was the first time he had heard such opening remarks.

"Oh, tell me."

"There is a person whose father has placed high hopes on him since he was born. He also works very hard and hopes that he can become his father's pride."

"But his qualifications are limited. No matter how hard he studies, he still can't reach the heights his father once had. No matter how hard he works, his performance is still mediocre and he can't satisfy his father."

"Although he often quarrels with his father because of his ideas, one thing has never changed, and that is his feelings for his father."

"Even if he goes to another world, he hopes that his father can let go of his sorrow and not miss him..."

Hearing this, Lao Zhu felt his nose sore, and his dry eyes filled with tears again.

"Prince, woo woo woo..."

Lao Zhu cried for a while, and suddenly realized something was wrong.

If according to the grandson's intentions, the reason why our emperor died young was not forced to death by our emperor Lao Tzu?
(End of this chapter)