Daming heir

Chapter 234 The Emperor's Position
Yingtian City in the 25th year of Hongwu probably will always be surrounded by various rumors.

Early in the morning, when a round of red sun began to appear on the east side of Shenlie Mountain where Xiaoling Mausoleum is located, a rumor began to spread in the streets and alleys.

The crimson sunlight crossed the top of Shenlie Mountain and sprinkled on the northeast corner of Yingtian City, making the glazed tiles on the palace halls with many mountains and mountains shining golden. The Nine Heavens Immortal Que described by people in the poem Danqing.

A group of gold-armored guards, lined up, holding a golden gun, walked past the gate of the Eastern Palace. Their expressions were solemn and solemn, and the sacred duty was carried out by the entire team.

Step into the palace gate, go around the screen wall, walk through the corridor, and arrive at a house full of alcohol.

A mountain-like body lay facing outward on the edge of the bed.

An arm crossed from behind and rested on this mountain-like body.

Behind, there is another leg, crossing numerous obstacles, exuding an inexplicable smell, and erected at the highest point of sight.

Zhu Yunxi, who was caught in the middle, frowned, his eyelids were closed, and his face was pale.

Zhu Yunxi's nose twitched slightly, as if he wanted to stretch his body, but was blocked by the left and right, and the eyeballs were moving slightly under the dazed eyelids.

"Queqing..."

"Colorful clouds."

Zhu Yunxi murmured in a low voice, arching his body longingly.

Plop.

Like a cloud of smoke.

Then, there was a low growl of pain.

Zhu Gaochi, whose face flushed for a while, covered his butt that hit the ground with his backhand, turned his head and stared angrily at Zhu Yunxi on the bed.

Seeing that he was still sleeping soundly, Zhu Gaochi gritted his teeth for a moment, and slammed his fist on the ground with a bang.

Just when he was full of anger, a head protruded from Zhu Yunxi's back.

Zhu Shangbing, who exposed his head, looked down at Zhu Gaochi who was lying on the ground, and suddenly burped for a long time, emitting a foul smell.

Zhu Gaochi angrily pointed at Zhu Yunxi who hadn't woken up yet, and said in a low voice, "Wake him up!"

Looking at Zhu Gaochi lying on the ground, Zhu Shangbing understood what happened just now.

He nodded, sat up from the bed, pinched Zhu Yunxi's nose with one hand, and before Zhu Yunxi opened his mouth, the other hand covered his mouth.

"Uuuuuuu..."

After a while, I saw Zhu Yunxi's legs suddenly tilted up, and his eyes widened suddenly.

Zhu Shangbing glanced at it, moved Zhu Yunxi away, turned his limbs, and got off the bed with his neck shaking.

Zhu Yunxi blinked and looked at Zhu Shangbing in front of him, the back of his head twitched, and he said in a low voice, "Why are you here? Where's Brother Chi?"

"I'm here!"

A voice full of resentment came into Zhu Yunxi's ears from an invisible place.

Before he could react, a hand was stretched out from under the bed, and it snapped onto the edge of the bed.

Seeing that Zhu Yunxi was taken aback for a while.

Afterwards, looking at Zhu Gaochi with a livid face, he leaned on his waist and became afraid, staring at Zhu Yunxi with anger on his face.

"It's disgusting! It's disgusting!"

Zhu Gaochi stared at Zhu Yunxi with an indescribable resentment on his face, his outstretched fingers trembling tremblingly.

Zhu Yunxi's face was full of bewilderment, and he said softly: "Why did you sleep on the floor?"

Zhu Gaochi gritted his teeth and squeezed out a voice: "I'm not a son of man! I'm not a son of man!"

Zhu Shangbing was almost unable to laugh out loud, his eyes were narrowed.Pointing at Zhu Yunxi and Zhu Gaochi, clutching his belly, he said: "You really don't know? Last night we sent you two back to the East Palace, and you started drinking like crazy again, dragging Brother Chi and me to drink, and in the end the three of us all died." Lie here."

Zhu Gaochi rubbed his butt, didn't pay attention to using a little more strength, and sweated in pain, his voice began to twitch: "Do you think we are fat and thick, and it won't hurt if we fall to the ground?"

At this time, Zhu Yunxi had already got off the bed, looked at the marks on Zhu Gaochi's body, and then looked at the ground that was much cleaner than the surroundings, and raised his eyebrows.

Then his eyes moved to the side quietly: "What time is it? Can't you be late at the Dahontang?"

Zhu Gaochi shook his hand, this grandson who took him to skip classes all day, even cared about whether there was class in Dahontang?
He shook his sleeves angrily: "It's just past time, I won't tell you anymore, I'll go find some clean clothes."

With that said, Zhu Gaochi left with resentment.

Zhu Shangbing watched Zhu Gaochi leave, then looked at Zhu Yunxi who still had dull eyes, smiled silently, and cupped his hands: "Let's go wash and change clothes too."

A quarter of an hour later.

There were bursts of punching and wind coming from the East Palace, and the low shouts contained endless power.

On the construction site of the palace garden, Zhu Yunxi, who started boxing and exercising his body every day after a brief familiarization, was practicing the killing technique openly and closed.

On the stone table at the side, Zhu Shangbing and Zhu Gaochi sat down safely, and they were eating some pickles and porridge.

Zhu Gaochi glanced at Zhu Yunxi who was not about to end, and asked Zhu Shangbing beside him, "Yesterday you had a secret rivalry with Brother Xi, did you lose?"

Bang.

Zhu Shangbing slapped the bowl on the table and stared at Zhu Gaochi with staring eyes: "We never lost!"

Zhu Gaochi rolled his eyes, and said quietly: "Yesterday you used both hands, but Brother Xun only used one hand."

Zhu Shangbing glared at Zhu Gaochi viciously, and said angrily: "You just read your book, I'll wait for military affairs and martial arts, or pretend to understand!"

After finishing speaking, Zhu Shangbing turned his head and shouted to Zhu Yunxi who was still practicing, "Brother Xi, if you don't eat this porridge, will it be cold?"

Zhu Yunxi, who was originally with his back on his back, turned around when he heard the sound, and punched out a few sets of tiger claws. Finally, his luck calmed down, and he stopped his fists and kicks.

Squeezing out the sweat from his clothes, he walked in front of the two of them.

"Grandpa and all the uncles, what are you doing now?"

While talking, Zhu Yunxi took his seat, picked up some pickles, put them into the porridge, mixed it, and drank it slickly.

Zhu Gaochi had finished eating at this moment, put down the bowl and chopsticks, wiped his hands and mouth, and said: "I just heard the news that the grandfather and uncles left the palace early in the morning."

Zhu Yunxi raised his face from the bowl: "Oh... where did they go?"

Zhu Gaochi's expression darkened: "Grandpa and the others have gone to Xiaoling, and they should have brought all the uncles to pay homage to grandma."

Zhu Yunxi nodded silently, and continued to drink the porridge with his head down.

At this moment, Zhu Shangbing glanced at Zhu Gaochi, and then said in a low voice: "Last night, what Grandpa said in front of everyone..."

Zhu Yunxi raised his head, took the bowl with him, drank the last bit of porridge into his stomach, put down the bowl, wiped his mouth and said, "You mean that grandpa doesn't want to be emperor?"

Zhu Shangbing and Zhu Gaochi turned their heads to look around at the same time.

Then Zhu Gaochi said in a voice that only three people could hear: "You can't talk nonsense!"

Zhu Yunxi curled his lips: "There is nothing to be taboo about. If you don't believe me, you two will know now that you two are out of the palace. Now the whole Yingtian City is probably spreading this matter."

After finishing speaking, Zhu Yunxi laughed lowly twice.

After the previous set of punches, the wine from last night was completely gone, and the memory and consciousness naturally woke up.

At this time, if you think about what happened last night, you will have another feeling.

But Zhu Shangbing didn't quite believe it and said, "It's impossible for someone to dare to spread the word about such things, right?"

Zhu Gaochi turned his gaze: "What if... grandpa passed it on himself..."

Zhu Shangbing trembled all over, looked at Zhu Yunxi and Zhu Gaochi with dull eyes, and asked in a low voice with some fear: "Grandpa is planning to deceive people?"

Zhu Yunxi smiled, took the wet towel from Cailian, wiped the sweat from his face and neck, and glanced at Zhu Gaochi lightly.

Zhu Gaochi immediately explained: "My family is now united as one, united as one. There will be no trouble here, so it's time to test the outside world."

After Zhu Gaochi finished explaining, Zhu Yunxi nodded and said: "Onlookers are clear, authorities are confused. Now, let's see if anyone thinks this is an opportunity to take advantage of, and then secretly do something in private."

Zhu Gaochi's eyes sank, and he said solemnly: "This subject has already reached the stage of the provincial examination, and after that there will be the general examination and the imperial examination. Grandpa is planning to clear away all the obstacles that can be cleared before that, and he will probably be able to calm down later. Have you dealt with Enke this year?"

When he said this, Zhu Gaochi looked at Zhu Yunxi in front of him quietly, and he hoped that he could get a clear answer at this time.

Zhu Yunxi, however, was a little hesitant and said: "Things always have to be done step by step, one by one, and our family has a lot of things to do this year."

Zhu Gaochi thought for a while, nodded, and looked not far away, where two little maids were catching a butterfly.

Zhu Shangbing, however, was confused when he heard it, and anxiously stretched out his hand to scratch his head, and asked puzzledly: "What are you talking about? You will make me look stupid!"

Zhu Yunxi looked at the cousin with a smile.

Zhu Gaochi shook his head and muttered, "Warrior, just care about the war on the frontier."

Zhu Shangbing became more and more annoyed, humming: "Then will someone be tricked?"

……

"Someone will definitely be recruited!"

Xiaoling, in front of the mausoleum of Huang Kao Xiaoci, Zhu Di affirmatively described it to Zhu Jie who had raised the question before.

After finishing speaking, he turned his head to look at the old man who was sitting cross-legged in front of the stele of the queen mother's throne.

Zhu Yuanzhang sat cross-legged in front of the stele of Empress Ma, and he could touch the handwriting carved by the most skilled craftsmen of the Ming Dynasty with his outstretched hands.

With a sigh, Zhu Yuanzhang looked back at the more than 20 sons behind him.

(End of this chapter)