Mixed with salted fish in Hongwudang

Chapter 26 Our old Zhu family won't have a saint, right?
When Zhu Yunxi thought that he could eat, he felt very happy, bouncing and walking in front, and turned his head from time to time to urge him, disgusted by Lao Zhu's slow walking.

Seeing Dasun's eagerness, Lao Zhu felt amused for a while.

When did this kid become so greedy, it seemed like he hadn't eaten for a few days.

Just when Lao Zhu was looking at Da Sun with a smile on his face, Da Sun suddenly staggered and fell heavily to the ground.

Seeing this, Lao Zhu rushed up, pulled up Dasun, and asked with concern.

"But where did it fall?"

Lao Zhu saw Dasun shaking his head, and at the same time he let go of his hanging heart, he began to reprimand again.

"Just walk well, why are you bouncing around, did you fall down now?"

"Can you still go?"

"can!"

After Zhu Yunxi said "Yes", he gritted his teeth and insisted on walking a few steps. Seeing his strange behavior, Lao Zhu's old face immediately stiffened.

"What else can you do in front of us?"

"If you break something, just tell us, and let the imperial doctor take a good look at you."

Zhu Yunxi shook his head and said.

"Grandfather, I'm really fine, but my legs are a little numb."

"I guess it is the long-term malnutrition of the body, coupled with lack of exercise, which leads to calcium deficiency in the bones."

"Let me eat well for a few days, drink more bone broth, and keep exercising for a few days, and I will be fine."

Although Lao Zhu didn't know what "calcium deficiency" meant, but seeing Dasun say that, it really didn't look like it was a big deal.

However, he was still a little worried and sent someone to call the imperial physician.

Later, when he saw the eldest grandson limping, Lao Zhu couldn't bear it very much, and ordered his subordinates to go back to the palace to carry his shoulders.

It's just that the subordinate just walked out a few steps, and was called back by him again.

"Forget it, there are only a few steps in total, so don't worry about it."

After Lao Zhu said this, he immediately bent down.

"Little Nisun, climb up quickly, grandpa will carry you back to eat!"

When the people around saw this scene, their faces turned pale with fright, and Erhu kept giving Zhu Yunxi winks, asking him to reject the emperor's proposal.

The emperor is over 60, how can he bear such a toss?

Although Zhu Yunxi didn't see Erhu's wink, he also felt that it was inappropriate.

Play for fun, make trouble for trouble, you still have to respect the old and love the young.In case I push this old man out of good or evil, who will I rely on to do evil and evil in the future?

"Grandpa Huang, I'm so heavy, so don't bother your old man?"

Lao Zhu is very jealous of others calling him "old", even if it is his favorite grandson!

"Who said we are old?"

"Just a little brat, we can carry ten in one hand!"

"Hurry up, if you talk too much, we'll spank your ass!"

Seeing what Lao Zhu said, Zhu Yunxi stopped insisting immediately, and happily jumped on Lao Zhu's back.

Lao Zhu felt Dasun jumping up, and immediately dragged his thigh to get up.

"Let's go!"

Zhu Yunxi swayed his two calves, and immediately shouted.

"Drive, drive!"

When the people around heard this, their faces turned pale with fright. Did this grandson really ride the emperor like a horse?

Even Lao Zhu was so angry that he blew his beard when he heard the "drive".

This turtle grandson really doesn't see the outside world, he really thinks we are cattle and horses!

But he thought about it again, isn't he just giving the old Zhu family's unworthy descendants the life of a bull and a horse in his life?
Even though Lao Zhu has the consciousness of being a cow and a horse, he still has a little resentment in his heart.

"Two tigers!"

"Slap this unfilial grandson for us!"

"How dare you treat us like cattle and horses, you really deserve it!"

Seeing that the emperor was so interested, the two tigers also cooperated.

"Follow your orders!"

"Second Highness, our slap is big, you have to endure the pain, hehehe..."

"No……"

Before Zhu Yunxi's begging for mercy ended, he heard a crisp "pop" sound from behind him.

But what made him feel weird was that his butt didn't feel any pain, and he didn't even feel like he was being photographed.

Zhu Yunxi looked back at Erhu suspiciously, only to see Erhu blinked at him, then stretched out both palms, and slapped again with a "slap".

The two tigers are not stupid, how could they really fight, it was just a slap in the back.

When Zhu Yunxi saw this scene, there was nothing he didn't understand, and immediately pretended to cry out in pain.

When Lao Zhu heard the movement behind him, he knew that these two people were playing tricks, but whoever put him in a good mood would not pursue the tricks of the big and the small.

The red sun gushed out, and the majestic glow crossed Fengxian Hall and Rijing Gate, and shone on the old man and the young man, and cast a long shadow on the other side of the two.

"Grandpa Huang, if you are tired, just let me go by myself."

"Not tired!"

"We'll be like cows and horses for the rest of our lives. After we've finished reciting your father's idiot, we have to recite your little rebellious grandson!"

"cut!"

"Grandfather, I don't like to hear your words!"

"When I grow up, you won't be able to carry me anymore, and then it will be my turn to carry you!"

"Then the two of us have agreed, when we are too old to walk, it will be your turn to carry us!"

"Naturally then!"

Hearing this, Old Zhu subconsciously glanced at the rising red sun, feeling a little melancholy in his heart, wondering if he would survive until that day...

Lao Zhu carried his grandson all the way to the side hall of the Qianqing Palace, and then put him on the chair, when the head of the dining room came in to inquire.

"Your Majesty, should you pass on the meal now?"

"Let's pass on the food!"

"By the way, tell the dining room to make a big bone soup for our grandson."

"promise!"

"The slave will do it now."

Zhu Yunxi was also moved when he saw that the emperor's grandfather still remembered this matter.

Except that the old man was a little grumpy and beat himself up every now and then, he was pretty good in other aspects, especially for himself.

Just when Zhu Yunxi was thinking wildly, a group of eunuchs passing food came in and put a corresponding breakfast on the table.

Lao Zhu's breakfast was not extravagant, it was all ordinary food.

Such as fried mutton, pork fried yellow vegetables, fried fresh fish, small fried meat, cold bitter gourd shreds and other pickles.

The main thing is simpler, a bowl of suàn noodles and fragrant rice, plus a piece of millet millet jujube bean cake.

Zhu Yunxi was somewhat disappointed when he saw that the imperial meal was so simple. He had already prepared a rich breakfast for the emperor, and at least there would have been more than 100 dishes, but how many were there on the table in front of him?
Counting those few pickles, you can't make up ten dishes.

Such a shabby imperial meal, not to mention inferior to the holy ancestor of a certain Qing in later generations, even their prince's mansion is much richer than this.

"Grandfather, your breakfast is too poor, isn't it?"

"Isn't that good?"

"Ordinary people's homes can't eat such a good food even during the New Year's Eve. You little rebellious grandson is still not satisfied!"

Lao Zhu reprimanded Zhu Yunxi a few words, fearing that the child would get angry, so he patiently explained.

"Yunxi, of course we can eat better. But we are the emperor, and everyone in the world is watching us."

"If we eat one more dish, the officials below will dare to eat ten more. If we dare to eat bear paws, they will dare to eat abalone."

"As the saying goes, if there is something good at the top, it will be very bad at the bottom."

"Since we have become the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, we must set an example for the people of the world, and we must not engage in extravagance and waste!"

"Oh!"

"Grandson understands."

When Lao Zhu said these things to Dasun, he didn't expect him to understand now, but only hoped that he had a vague impression in his heart. When he grows up and sees the sufferings of the people, he will naturally understand the painstaking efforts of his words today.

Now that the grandson said "understand", Lao Zhu was 1 people who didn't believe it, and only thought that the child pretended to understand in front of him.

"What do you understand, little rebellious grandson?"

"Grandpa Huang means that there is one porridge and one meal, and it is not easy to think about it. Half a thread, half a thread, the constant memory is struggling."

"We were born in the royal family, and we should be more concerned about the suffering of the people..."

Lao Zhu was shocked when he heard Dasun's answer.

Is this really our old Zhu's baby?
Oh my god!

There won't be a saint in our old Zhu's house, right?
(End of this chapter)