Zhu Yuanzhang sat by the window of the elegant room and waited for a long time.
For him now, every breath here is as long as a year.
I turned to look at the stairs several times, but they were empty.
Somewhat lost.
At the same time, I was also a little scared.
He was afraid that what he saw was not what he thought.
Reason told him that it was absolutely impossible for Da Sun to be resurrected.
But that portrait gave him infinite hope.
Finally, there were footsteps from the other side of the stairs, and he turned his head to look again.
Zhu Yuanzhang, who was already in his sixties, had some blurred vision and could not see very clearly.
It was the blurry face and figure that made him stop breathing subconsciously.
As the man got closer and closer, his vision became clearer and clearer, and his whole body couldn't help but tremble.
Zhu Ying walked upstairs and saw the two people in the private room. She was a little surprised as to why they came to see her.
I walked over and was about to ask, when suddenly, the old man stood up.
He walked to Zhu Ying's side in three steps at a time, grabbed him, and said in a choked voice:
"Grandson, it's really you. Grandpa has been waiting for you for a long time, and you are finally back."
Zhu Ying looked confused and couldn't talk away from the old man, so he could only comfort him: "Old man, do you think you have recognized the wrong person?"
"How can we admit our mistake? You are our eldest grandson. I raised you with my own hands."
Zhu Yuanzhang said excitedly, and then a little panicked: "Dasun, what's wrong with you? Why don't you even know your grandfather? Is someone forcing you?"
Zhu Ying frowned slightly. When he woke up, he was outside Nanjing. Many phenomena could prove that he should be the descendant of a wealthy family in Nanjing.
Is it possible that this old man is really his grandfather?
"Old man, don't get excited first. Let's sit down and talk slowly."
Zhu Ying has a cautious character. Of course, she will not expose her situation just because of these two sentences, but will comfort the old man's emotions.
At the same time, Zhu Ying turned her attention to the guard next to the old man, who was Jiang Wei.
He signaled him to persuade the somewhat excited and crazy old man.
Jiang Wei felt Zhu Ying's gaze, but there was no movement.
Jiang Wei cursed in his heart: You are crazy, you want me to persuade your majesty.
Under such circumstances, it would be considered light to directly execute him upon returning to the palace.
If one of them is bad, he might kill three or nine tribes or something.
Not to mention that His Majesty is just excited now, if he is really crazy, I have to accompany him to go crazy.
There was no movement at all, and the guard stared intently.
Zhu Ying had no choice but to help the old man, who was a little out of control, to sit in the private room.
"Grandson, why have you forgotten grandpa? We are grandpas. Take a closer look and see if you have any impressions."
Of course Zhu Yuanzhang was not crazy, he was overly excited.
What the heck is rational, get out of here.
With just one glance, Zhu Yuanzhang believed that this was definitely the grandson he had raised by himself.
Not to mention ten years later, he would still recognize it even if it turned into ashes.
The only thing that made Zhu Yuanzhang a little panicked was why Da Sun didn't recognize him when he saw him.
When the eldest grandson left, he was eight years old.
I have reached the age where I can remember things.
"Old man, don't be impatient, take a deep breath, we can talk slowly."
Zhu Ying didn't pull the old man's hand away because he felt that this old man might actually be his grandfather.
After all, this emotional affectation doesn't seem to be fake. If it is said to be acting, it can only be given an Oscar.
And judging from the appearance of this guard, he must have a good background.
Although the clothes the old man was wearing did not look very luxurious, there were many patches everywhere.
It doesn't seem like a wealthy family.
But getting closer, Zhu Ying could find that although the old man's coat was ordinary, the inside was definitely made of silk and satin.
This is not something ordinary people can afford.
Lingluo silk and satin are not cheap.
Zhu Yuanzhang grabbed Da Sun's sleeve tightly and refused to let go no matter what.
The sense of reality brought by the clothes on his hands made him know that everything was real and not a dream.
After a while, Zhu Yuanzhang's mood finally gradually stabilized.
Seeing this, Zhu Ying took the lead and said: "Old man, I don't know what is going on with your grandson. Can you tell me about it? Did he disappear when he was very young?"
"Approximately how old was he when he disappeared?"
Zhu Ying asked tentatively. At this moment, he already thought that there was a high possibility that he was the grandson of the old man.
From the old man's words, Zhu Ying could easily guess that she was very similar to the old man's grandson.
And from what it sounds like, it seems that he has been missing for many years.
Basically it is very consistent with my situation.
They look so similar. If they disappeared at about the same age, they would probably be right.
However, when Zhu Yuanzhang heard these words, Zhu Yuanzhang paused.
His throat moved, but he made no sound for a long time.
Just when Zhu Ying felt a little strange, the old man said: "Our eldest grandson died ten years ago."
Huh?
There's something wrong with this situation.
Zhu Ying frowned slightly and asked again: "After the early death, did the body disappear, or was it stolen or something?"
Zhu Yuanzhang glanced at Zhu Ying, shook his head slightly and said, "That's not true. He will be buried seven days later."
In ancient times, there was a saying that children who died young were very resentful and could not enter the imperial mausoleum.
It was Zhu Yuanzhang and Empress Ma who loved their eldest grandson so much that they forcibly buried him in the Xiaoling Mausoleum on Zhongshan Mountain.
So the stars change later and the earth dragon rolls. When the Qintian Supervisor was complaining about his eldest grandson's resentment, Zhu Yuanzhang would kill him and have the elite Xiaoling Guard perform human sacrifices to bury him.
Zhu Ying was slightly silent after listening.
If he climbed out of the tomb, then it goes without saying.
But his adoptive father picked him up from the riverside, and he was obviously drowned in the river.
After a while, Zhu Ying still asked: "I wonder where the old man buried his grandson."
Zhu Yuanzhang hesitated slightly and then said: "Near Linggu Temple."
Zhu Ying paused slightly when he heard this.
This Linggu Temple is located on the southeast slope of Zijin Mountain, only a few miles away from the mausoleum of the Ming Dynasty royal family.
It is a rare Feng Shui treasure land.
Being able to bury his grandson nearby shows that the old man's status is not that low.
But at this time, Zhu Ying felt a faint sense of disappointment in her heart.
From Linggu Temple to the riverside where he was picked up, the journey for a few of them was dozens of miles.
This is really too far apart.
After a slight hesitation, Zhu Ying asked: "Forgive me for being disrespectful, I would like to ask if the old man's eldest grandson's grave has ever been dug up?"
"Who dares!!!" Zhu Yuanzhang shouted loudly when he heard this.
Zhu Ying felt a little sad in her heart. It seemed that she and this old man were no longer grandparents.
But why do he look so similar to the old man’s grandson?
The only possibility is that he does have some kind of blood relationship with the old man, but the possibility of being a biological grandson is gone.
Even among descendants, it is normal for distant cousins to look similar.
Thinking of this, Zhu Ying said: "The junior Hongwu was born in the fifth year, but I don't know what the birthday of the old man's grandson is."
"This, how is this possible? Did you remember it wrong, Grandson? How could you be born in the fifth year of Hongwu?"
Zhu Yuanzhang asked eagerly.
You know, Zhu Xiongying was born in the seventh year of Hongwu.
Here, there is a difference of two years.
No matter how similar they are in appearance, there is a two-year difference, so of course they cannot be the same person no matter what.
However, Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Zhu Ying.
No matter how Zhu Ying said it, his intuition told him.
The person in front of him was his eldest grandson, and it was absolutely true.
