Chapter 5 Why did Lao Twelve set himself on fire?

Style: Historical Author: One city, one floorWords: 1747Update Time: 24/01/12 14:34:32
Bang~

Nothing happened all night, and early the next morning, Chen Yang slept until noon before getting up.

After eating and preparing the gifts he bought last night, Chen Yang waited patiently at home.

Time seemed to be stretched continuously at this moment, giving him an extremely slow feeling for the first time.

Tick ​​tock~

Tick ​​tock~

The sun above our heads slowly sets towards the west as time goes by.

Until a certain moment...

Chen Yang, who was almost counting the time, stood up suddenly, picked up his things, and with a slight movement of his mind, a rippling vortex slowly enveloped Chen Yang.

Buzz~



In Hongwu, Chen Yang was not the only one counting the time in front of Fengtian Palace?

After returning home yesterday, he stayed up almost all night, tossing and turning in bed!

Chen Yang's words seemed to have a magical spell, making him eager to know what happened next.

So much so that after Zhu Yuanzhang finished his morning court early, he basically stayed here all day.

From time to time, I would look up at the sun in the sky, hoping that the vague figure would come again.

He was afraid that Chen Yang would leave without seeing him when he came, and miss such a golden opportunity.

"Grandpa Huang, you have been sitting here all day, and the sun is going down soon. Why don't you go back to the palace and rest first?"

Zhu Yunwen walked slowly to Zhu Yuanzhang, bowed and persuaded.

If it were normal times, Zhu Yuanzhang would definitely agree with a smile and say "good grandson" dotingly on the road!

But today...

Thinking of what was about to happen in the future, a hint of coldness appeared on Zhu Yuanzhang's face unconsciously, and he waved his hand lightly.

"You go back first and tell them to stay away and don't bother us!"

After saying that, Zhu Yuanzhang put on his quilt, sat on the dragon chariot, and continued to look up at the setting sun on the horizon.

The expression on Zhu Yunwen's face changed slightly when he heard this. Looking at Zhu Yuanzhang who suddenly changed his temperament, his brows suddenly knitted together.

But knowing the temper of his grandfather, he did not choose to disturb him at this time. Instead, he bowed again and said:

"Yes, my grandson is resigning!"

After speaking, he raised his eyes and glanced at Zhu Yuanzhang, who was motionless, and then slowly retreated, while keeping the eunuchs around him away.

At the same time, under Zhu Yuanzhang's eager anticipation, Chen Yang's blurry figure appeared in front of him again.

This made Zhu Yuanzhang's indifferent expression finally reveal a smile.

"Chen Yang, you are finally here!"

"Chen Yang pays homage to the emperor!"

Seeing Zhu Yuanzhang's long-awaited look, Chen Yang bowed in surprise and said.

At the same time, he put what he was carrying in front of him and said softly to Zhu Yuanzhang:

"Emperor, yesterday's meeting was too hasty, I'm really sorry."

"This is a little greeting gift that I prepared based on your preferences and body!"

"Oh? What's our preference?"

Chen Yang's words and actions made Zhu Yuanzhang, who was eager to ask, slightly stunned, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face.

When Chen Yang saw this, he didn't talk nonsense. He carefully took out the contents from one of the slightly high-end bags and introduced to Zhu Yuanzhang:

"Great Emperor, this is a fine wine from six hundred years in the future. You can try it when you go back!"

Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes lit up instantly, but he quickly reacted and said with a smile:

"Hey~ Why do you have to go back to taste it?"

"A good wine like this should be tasted with important people."

"Chen Yang, open it quickly. Let's talk while drinking today!"

"Today we are not the Great Emperor Hongwu, we are just a bad old man who is about to be buried. You, come and have a good drink and chat with us!"

"Here, bring the wine!" Zhu Yuanzhang patted the dragon chariot beside him and motioned for Chen Yang to come up.

Looking at Zhu Yuanzhang like this, Chen Yang suddenly felt a lot more relaxed all over.

Immediately, he stopped being pretentious, carried his things and got on the dragon chariot, took out the wine glass from the bag, then opened the wine and poured it for Zhu Yuanzhang.

In an instant, the rich aroma of wine made Zhu Yuanzhang take a deep breath of intoxication.

"Okay, okay~"

"They say you can tell a good wine by smelling it. Such a mellow wine..."

Before Zhu Yuanzhang finished speaking, he directly picked up the wine glass in front of him and drank it in one gulp. He was not afraid of whether it was poisonous. This made Chen Yang feel the generosity of the founding emperor of the Ming Dynasty again!

Gulu...

Feeling the slightly spicy taste, entering the mouth from the tip of the tongue, and circulating up the throat, Zhu Yuanzhang immediately exclaimed with his eyes shining.

“Good wine, good wine!!”

At this moment, Zhu Yuanzhang felt that the day's waiting had become extremely worthwhile.

Being able to taste such fine wine is simply God's greatest reward to him! !

Chen Yang continued to pour more for Zhu Yuanzhang, who drank three glasses in a row before he stopped still.

"Great Emperor, are you satisfied?"

"Hahahaha...satisfied, quite satisfied, come on, have your fill too, let's have a drink!"

Chen Yang chuckled and nodded, then raised his glass and touched it lightly with Zhu Yuanzhang.

Ding~

"Ah~"

Zhu Yuanzhang put down his wine glass, and the smile on his face slowly faded.

"Chen Yang, let's continue what we said yesterday. How could Lao Twelve go so far as to set himself on fire?"