Zhu Yuanzhang can see my dreams

Chapter 8 God Blessed

Zhu Yuanzhang was ecstatic.

He believed that since he had risen from a beggar to an emperor, he was qualified to be favored by God.

Zhu Yuanzhang felt his feet lift off the ground again, fly into the sky, and arrive at the East Palace.

Prince Zhu Biao's face became increasingly pale and he was lying on the bed. He looked like his master who was about to die soon.

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at himself sitting on the side of the bed, listening to his son talk about planning to build the capital.

"What's going on with our eldest son?"

"So sick?"

"Where's the imperial doctor!"

Zhu Yuanzhang in the sky looked at many imperial doctors kneeling on one side, grabbing the ground with their heads, and the anger on his face did not diminish.

"They're all trash. Let's kill you bunch of quacks."

He found Wang Buli standing aside and staring at Biao'er, clasping his fingers as if counting.

Before Zhu Yuanzhang could fly into a rage, the scene quickly reversed and turned into a vast expanse of white.

There were countless people kneeling, all dressed in white.

In the twenty-fifth year of Hongwu's reign, Zhu Biao was buried on the east side of Xiaoling Mausoleum and was given the posthumous title of "Prince Yiwen".

When Zhu Yuanzhang saw such a scene, he couldn't control himself. He sat in the sky and burst into tears.

He never expected that Biao'er would die in front of him.

"how come?"

Zhu Yuanzhang murmured to himself: "Biao'er was so young, how did he get sick and die?"

"Who can tell us!"

Just when Zhu Yuanzhang was furious, he saw Wang Buli, a young official, walking over.

Zhu Yuanzhang's heart immediately aroused expectations.

"Wang Buli."

Zhu Yuanzhang shouted.

But Wang Buli is really ignoring him.

No matter Zhu Yuanzhang yelled, there was no response at all.

But when Zhu Yuanzhang took a closer look, he appeared in a special room with Wang Buli.

Outside the sofa.

The first thing to be exposed was a pair of white legs.

On her feet was a pair of creamy white high-top Converse, revealing white knee-high socks.

His legs were swaying slightly on the sofa.

Seeing Wang Buli coming, the girl was supported by her white arms, her breasts were bulging, and she was wearing denim shorts and a white sports bra.

The lines of the abdomen are stretched.

She still had a lollipop in her mouth and looked at Wang Buli who was walking over with a smile in her eyes.

boo.

The lollipop was pulled out of the mouth with force, making a little sound with a slightly complaining tone:

"Brother, why are you here?"

Wang Buli reached out and grabbed the girl's calf, leaned over and grabbed it.

Without wasting any time, he picked up a pack of popping candies from the table, tore it open and then put it into the mouth of the girl who looked up.

Hard!

The fists are hard!

Zhu Yuanzhang, who was watching from the sidelines, was furious.

His son is dead, but that little official Wang Buli is here pretending to be Dun Lun?

Does this sound like a word?

I'm so angry!

I'm going to kill your whole family!

"Wang Buli."

"Please speak!"

"say!"

"Huh?" Wang Buli couldn't help but hissed: "Uh."

Zhu Yuanzhang:? ? ?

No one paid attention to Zhu Yuanzhang's roar, from rage to numbness, to finally wailing.

Zhu Yuanzhang hammered the transparent obstacle with his hands, tears streaming from his eyes. Over the years, he has grown from a beggar to an emperor. His hands have been stained with the blood of countless people, and his heart has long since become cold.

I haven't shed a tear in years.

Even though the fourth Qingjun succeeded to the throne, Zhu Yuanzhang did not shed tears. He was still his own son.

The world still has the surname Zhu.

Ming Dynasty is still there.

Now Zhu Yuanzhang finally knows exactly why the young master succeeded to the throne!

The cries were mixed with the sounds of um um ah ah ah and clapping hands.

Wang Buli behaved so rudely that Zhu Yuanzhang never let go of his clenched fists.

Zhu Yuanzhang really couldn't accept the fact that Prince Zhu Biao died before him.

He works so hard every day because he wants to be able to handle government affairs more easily when Biao'er succeeds to the throne in the future, and to constantly pave the way for him.

As a result, Future Biao'er's ending turned out to be like this?

Zhu Yuanzhang cried even more miserably than a baby in confinement.

Not everyone cannot accept knowing their own future, but knowing the future of someone they have high hopes for will inevitably lead to collapse.

Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't hold back what he saw about Biao'er's future in Wonderland.

"We must not let Biao'er die in front of us!"

"How did Biaoer get sick?"

"I have to find out!"

Zhu Yuanzhang quickly calmed down and wiped the tears from his face.

How can the emperor shed tears at will?

Fortunately, this place is a fairyland, and even Wang Buli can't see him.

Some gaffes are even invisible to others.

Zhu Yuanzhang carefully recalled what Zhu Biao said before his death. He wanted to move the capital, so he sent Biao'er to inspect Guanzhong and Luoyang. He wanted to make Luoyang the capital. He came back and presented him with a map, but he fell ill and died.

"Then if I don't move the capital and send Biao'er out to investigate, won't Biao'er die in front of us?"

Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes lit up and he couldn't help but take a few steps quickly and wave his fists.

It seems that they have found a way to solve the problem of Biao'er getting sick and dying.

Now Zhu Yuanzhang has determined that Wang Buli participated in both times he entered the fairyland.

This shows that Wang Buli, a small official, is the key to his own immortality.

And whether Biaoer died of illness or the fourth child ascended the throne, he was involved.

Zhu Yuanzhang just couldn't understand why he, a small official, could get the immortal fate that ordinary people couldn't get?

It didn't take long for Zhu Yuanzhang to go from the ecstasy of looking forward to entering the fairyland day and night to returning to reality with tears streaming down his face.

He guessed that the "medicine" Wang Buli fed to the woman was too strong and Wang Buli could not control it.

When Zhu Yuanzhang's mind returned to reality, he sat on a chair with red eyes.

Zhu Yuanzhang had a lot of thoughts in his heart, and he paid more attention to Wang Buli's role.

Now we should remain unchanged in the face of all changes.

As long as Wang Buli is still under his nose, entering the fairyland will happen from time to time.

The premise is that Wang Buli can't have any accidents.

Zhu Yuanzhang called Mao Xiang over and asked him to send good men to protect Wang Buli secretly. This matter should not be publicized.

If someone leaks the news, the whole family will have to move their heads.

Mao Xiang was really stunned by Zhu Yuanzhang's order.

Does this mean that his guess is correct?

Is that petty official Wang Buli really his Majesty's son living among the people?

Otherwise, he wouldn't have confirmed it in person. After confirming, he sent someone to monitor Wang Buli's every move, and even now his eyes were red from crying.

Mao Xiang had never seen such a show of affection since he became Zhu Yuanzhang's personal army commander.

I have to give the brothers who are watching below a good lesson later, and don't take it seriously.

After the instructions were given, Zhu Yuanzhang stood up and moved around, trying to calm down his mood.

"This boy Wang Buli is quite auspicious to us."

Zhu Yuanzhang's heart is full of pride. As long as Biao'er does not die early and Xiongying, his eldest grandson, has someone to teach him, we don't believe he can't be a good emperor.

Even in the end, the worst case scenario is not to make Xiongying the crown prince.

Zhu Yuanzhang believed that as long as Biao'er was still alive, he would never dare to cheat on him.

(End of this chapter)