Could it be that the queen mother did not have a happy death in history? Zhu Biao's face turned downcast.
It’s not just Zhu Biao? The same is true for Lao Zhu and Queen Ma. Zhu Di also lowered his head, wondering what he was thinking. Zhu Su saw that Lao Zhu's face was slumped and no longer as heroic as before. Empress Ma also looked confused. Suddenly learning about the tragic ending of the Zhu family really hit them a bit harder.
Zhu Su secretly thought something was wrong, and quickly cheered up and persuaded: "What's going on? Why are you so depressed?"
"If there is no self, or if I don't care about the identity of this time traveler, then that's it. I don't know everything, and there is no way to prevent each of these incidents."
"But since we knew it in advance, we just don't let it happen again!"
"For example, second brother, he did treat his servants harshly before, but I have already advised him. Judging from his appearance, he has listened even if he thought about it."
"And Third Brother, since we know that he is weak, let him exercise more frequently in the future, that's it! Are you still afraid that he won't be able to get into good shape through exercise?"
"It's not too late to fix the situation before the sheep is lost. The sheep are not dead yet. We have already foresighted it. Are we still afraid that we will not be able to rewrite history and hold back the sky with only one hand?"
Zhu Su's words were a good medicine, making Lao Zhu's eyes shine again. He took a deep breath and felt that this breath brought back all the heroic energy that had just dispersed. He looked at Zhu Su with no trace of appreciation or relief in his eyes: "That's right! What Lao Wu said is right!"
"Zhu Chongba, what gate of hell have we not passed through? What palace of hell have we not stepped through? Back then, we were blindfolded and fought to achieve the great cause of the Ming Dynasty. Now our eyes are bright, but this is just history, are we still afraid that we can't change it? "
"If the thief God really dares to arrange for me like this, I, Zhu Chongba, will kill him even if I fight him!"
"Yes! Fuck Tamar!" the young bandit Zhu Di agreed.
Zhu Biao, Zhu Su and Queen Ma all laughed. Empress Ma touched the back of Zhu Su's head and said with emotion: "It's hard for you to carry these things alone for so long. The reason why Chen'er, Di'er and you are so friendly must be because you have subconsciously cultivated them since childhood."
"If something happens in the future, you must not carry it on your own! You still have parents and brothers, how can you let a little kid like you carry such a big worry?"
Zhu Su felt a sore nose when he heard this. He acted calm and indifferent before, and then acted like he was generous. Wasn't he trying to cover up his guilt and panic?
Knowing that most of the relatives and brothers around him will die badly and fall apart in the future, he can only think of ways to change secretly. Occasionally, he dreams about it in the middle of the night, and worries that everything he does will be in vain...
This kind of pressure has now been put to rest by the kind Empress Ma...
"Yes." Zhu Su wiped away the tears that had not yet fallen and nodded. Zhan Yan smiled and said: "I don't know where the sand came from, I accidentally lost my eyes..."
Queen Ma smiled tenderly. Lifted the quilt for him. Zhu Su knew that he would no longer have to bear the burden on his heart by himself.
I don’t know how those senior time travelers from what I saw in my previous life always carried forward under the pressure of this prophetic vision, and how they always kept their mouths shut to their dearest people and kept this secret of the time travelers until they die. .
….
Anyway, from now on, my family and brothers will bear my burden.
With the heavy burden off his mind, Zhu Su suddenly felt sleepy. He looked at the traces of tears remaining on Queen Ma's face, still feeling uneasy, and said to her: "Mother, please do not hurt your body. I will show you these miserable future sons one by one. If you are hurt by this, I will never regret it if I get the root cause of my illness."
"Mom knows." Queen Ma touched his head. "My son is a time traveler who is rare in this world. He is one of the most extraordinary people in the world. With Su'er here, I will naturally have no worries. You can rest first, and Mom will cook you a bowl of porridge. You will wake up later. Come and drink."
With that said, he called Zhu Biao and Zhu Di out.
Lao Zhu deliberately stayed until the end. Seeing that his first wife and his eldest son and his fourth son had stepped out of the palace, Zhu Su seemed to be holding on to his energy and wanted to say something to him. He quietly came over and said, "Su'er,
Your queen mother..."
"Historical records show that my mother died on Bingxu day in the eighth lunar month of the fifteenth year of Hongwu. I only know that she died of illness, but I don't know what the illness was." Zhu Su said. "Dad, you must protect mom!"
Lao Zhu felt his heart tremble. His wife died of illness in the fifteenth year of Hongwu's marriage. He could not imagine how he lived the remaining decades in "history". Biao'er is gone, and so is his wife. We can no longer hear my sister's voice calling me Zhongba. What's the feeling of sitting on a cold dragon chair?
The female phoenix is lying under the purple mountain, and there is no soft voice calling Chongba anymore.
But we are the only ones who have lived for seventy years...seventy years!
Really long……
"Dad knows." He touched Zhu Su's head. The pride of being an emperor returned to his heart. Now that he knows this, all he has to do is defend himself against it. We even know the date, so we can gather the world's famous doctors in advance. Even if it is a sudden illness, it may not be impossible to get it back. Only then did he understand the reason why Zhu Su had cried and asked the whole family to accompany him for a physical examination when he was a child: both his sister and Biao'er died of unknown diseases, and Su'er came up with this physical examination system in order to find out the root cause of the disease as early as possible. , so early treatment!
"Go to sleep. When you have had enough sleep, dad will come see you again, and then we, father and son, will discuss the future of the world!" Lao Zhu touched Zhu Su's head and felt that it was great to have such a son.
Zhu Su just held his eyelids open. Now that the stone had been lifted off his body and heart, he naturally fell into a deep sleep. He slept until the next day. When he woke up the next day, Queen Ma immediately brought the porridge and said that the porridge was cooked last night. As a result, Zhu Su didn't wake up and she couldn't bear to call him. Now the porridge is Freshly cooked this morning.
He said that he would feed him himself, without using any servants or maids, just like a poor family taking care of their young children.
While drinking porridge, he saw Lao Zhu rushing over. Emperor Hongwu, who was busy with paperwork, couldn't help but smile warmly when he saw this scene. The father and son persuaded Queen Ma to rest. Lao Zhu was in a good mood and dismissed the maids, and sat opposite Zhu Su: "Lao Wu, are you still energetic today?"
"I haven't been able to ask you about the various events in history in detail before. Today you need to tell us one by one in detail about the Ming Dynasty in history."
"In the future, your eldest brother and I will try to make up for the lost situation and protect the great rivers and mountains of our Ming Dynasty!"
Zhu Su nodded and smiled, and then the father and son closed the door in the Qianqing Palace. In the past few days, they allowed Zhu Su to recover from his illness while discussing the past and present. Old Zhu couldn't help but laugh when he heard that Beiyuan was finally defeated by Lan Yu and fell apart. He immediately shouted in joy when he heard that Emperor Yongle Zhu Di led his cavalry to Jingmobei and was unstoppable. I couldn't help but sigh when I learned that my grandson Zhu Gaochi passed away soon after he ascended the throne.
The Qianqing Palace, which had been noisy and busy for several days, seemed to have completely calmed down. No one in the world knew exactly what the two father and son said in the palace. I only know that at this time in this palace, the father must be kind and the son must be filial, and they must be happy...
Suddenly, a roar pierced the hard-won peace in the Qianqing Palace:
"What? With half a million troops in the country, they were defeated by a mere 20,000 people?"
"What does this loser Zhu Qizhen do for food???"
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