Da Ming: I was buried alive at the beginning, and Hongwu begged me to be the emperor
Ming Taizu Record:
In the winter and October of the seventh year of Hongwu, the eldest grandson of the emperor, Xiong Yingsheng.
In May of the fifteenth year of Hongwu, the emperor's eldest grandson Xiong Yingxue. On the mourning of the drop out of the dynasty, the burial of Zhongshan, the courtiers are all plain clothes, the funeral on foot, the posthumous king of Yu, and the Huai.
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In the twenty-fifth year of Hongwu, the Qinhuai River is a safe teahouse.
Zhu An looked at the old man in front of him and said helplessly: Uncle, I am really not your grandson.
The old man said firmly: You are my grandson, and you and my newly dead son are carved out of the same mold.
Didn't you say that you were buried alive at the age of eight and crawled out on your own?
That's what we're going to bury you!
Juan has a black line: I thank you for burying me alive.
The old man trembled with anxiety: That's because we thought you were dead.
Zhu An: Old man, drink less early in the morning, I'm your grandson, you're my uncle, okay.
The old man hurriedly said: Sun Tzu, your grandfather, I am Zhu Yuanzhang, you are our eldest grandson, we want you to be the emperor.
Zhu An: If you have a peanut, you won't drink like this.
