Chapter 2: Crying?

The two searched for the aroma of wine and came to a house.

Toot toot!

Fu Youde stepped forward and knocked on the door.

Not for a while.

The door opened, and a tall, well-proportioned young man with bright eyes and bright teeth walked out, his bright eyes looking at the two old men outside the door.

On the other side, Zhu Yuanzhang just wanted to speak, but the whole person seemed to be shocked and stunned.

Familiar.

Such a familiar face!

Where have you seen it?

Zhu Yuanzhang had this feeling in his heart for no reason, it was an intuition, he always felt that he had seen this young man somewhere, but he searched in his mind, but there was no answer for a while.

This made him fall into thoughts and memories......

Huang Xiongying looked at the old man who was staring at him blankly.

The two people outside the door are not ordinary people at first glance, and that graceful and confident momentum will not be there unless they have been in the top position for a long time.

Especially this old man who took the lead.

The gray beard is combed neatly, the corners of the mouth and eyelids have fine fish scale lines, and only a pair of pupils under the thick eyebrows are blazing, which looks bottomless.

Huang Xiongying was slightly shocked in his heart.

It turns out that a person's momentum can be so sufficient, not angry and self-assured, Huang Xiongying really realized it.

This is an amazing person.

Speaking of greatness, Huang Xiongying remembered the last words left by his father Huang Tieniu before his death.

Your grandfather is an amazing man.

Well...... Eight or nine is not far from ten.

"Emperor?"

Fu Youde shouted softly, waking up Zhu Yuanzhang, who was inexplicably stunned.

Huang Ye?

Hearing this title, Huang Xiongying was completely convinced.

This is the amazing grandfather in the mouth of his dead ghost father, who has not been home for more than ten years.

Absolute......

Can't be wrong!

Zhu Yuanzhang, who came back to his senses, had not yet spoken, and Huang Xiongying's faint voice had already sounded:

"Come in."

Hearing this, Zhu Yuanzhang and Fu Youde were stunned.

Glancing at each other, both of them could see the puzzlement in each other's eyes.

I haven't said anything yet.

The boy seemed to be able to anticipate their arrival.

What's the situation?

With doubts, the two quietly followed Huang Xiongying to the hall of the house.

Outside the door, dozens of pairs of eyes instantly stared at this small mansion......

Inside the house, Huang Xiongying made a gesture of please.

"Sit down."

The right to speak has always been in the hands of Huang Xiongying.

Zhu Yuanzhang and Fu Youde have never seen anything in the world, but this scene makes them feel a little weird.

What does this strange boy want?

The atmosphere was a little awkward.

"Ahem."

Huang Xiongying cleared his throat, looked at Zhu Yuanzhang and said, "How many years have you been back, and you finally know that you are back?" ”

"Huh?"

Zhu Yuanzhang was still a little confused.

Come back?

What's back? Have we been here before? Do we really know this strange teenager?

Looking at Zhu Yuanzhang, who was full of suspicion, Huang Xiongying's already angry stomach became even more vigorous, and his tone became a lot colder.

"Did you know that your son is dead!"

Son dead?

Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes, which were originally full of doubts, showed a touch of sadness.

Our son is indeed dead!

Looking at Zhu Yuanzhang, who showed a sad look, Huang Xiongying snorted lightly:

"Sad? You still know how sad it is! ”

"Do you know that the person your son admires the most is you, and the last words he left me before his death were your grandfather, he is an amazing person!"

"Yes, you can see that you are a character!"

"But after so many years, you haven't even asked your son, and now that your son is dead, what's the use of you coming back?"

"It's useless, it's useless what you do, you know?"

Huang Xiongying said as she spoke, and her emotions began to be a little excited.

???

Fu Youde was full of question marks and confused.

What is this for?

I and the emperor wanted to come in and have a drink, why did they scold me as soon as I entered the house?

And it's a scolding of today's saints?!

It's still the most taboo thing in the Holy One!

Idiot!

This young man is either a fool, or he is looking for death!

Fu Youde, who finally reacted, finally stood up and scolded Huang Xiongying:

"Enough, do you know what you're talking about?"

Fu Youde was already keenly aware that the old man's mood had changed.

Originally, there were signs of getting out of the pain of losing a child, but now he was pulled back all of a sudden, and his face, which was already full of wrinkles, sank completely.

"Shut up! It's none of your business here! ”

However, Huang Xiongying didn't buy it, he was going to take this bad breath for his dead ghost father today.

"Ignorant child!"

Fu Youde was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, and looked at Huang Xiongying like a fool: "Do you know that this is the emperor's ......?"

"Master Huang, right?"

Huang Xiongying interrupted Fu Youde and looked at Zhu Yuanzhang, who had a gloomy face, but did not speak: "It turns out that you still know that your surname is Huang, so do you know how much your son wanted to see you before he died?" ”

"Every time he talks to me about you, he is unabashedly adoring, even before he dies, the last one to say is you!"

"Aren't you a great big guy? Don't you understand the truth that blood is thicker than water? No matter what the reason is, you shouldn't not come back to see your son one last time, because ......"

"You're not going to see your son again, you know? It's never to be seen again! ”

Hearing this last sentence, Zhu Yuanzhang's steel-like heart broke through the defense, and a deep sadness swept over like a tide.

Oh, yes!

Never again, never again!

Even if he is the greatest person in the world, he still has no way to prevent his beloved son from dying of illness.

There is nothing more painful in the world than a white-haired person sending a black-haired person.

"Our son is gone! Our son is gone! ”

Zhu Yuanzhang muttered in his mouth, and bean-sized tears continued to fall from his cloudy eyes like pearls with broken threads.

"Son, why the hell did you leave? You're just leaving, what are you going to do with Lao Tzu in the future! ”

"You are so ruthless, you are gone, you are a hundred, and you are ruthless to let your Lao Tzu be over sixty years old, and you want a white-haired person to send a black-haired person!"

"More than sixty, you are more than sixty! What will I do in the future! ”

"No filial son, no filial son! How can you be so ruthless......"

Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly burst into tears, sad as a helpless child.

During the entire process from the death of the crown prince to his burial, he had never released his sad emotions as unscrupulously as now.

Because he is Zhu Yuanzhang! He is the Hongwu Emperor of the Ming Dynasty!

The majesty of the Son of Heaven and the respect of the emperor made him unable to show his weak side in front of the people and courtiers!

But here, in front of an unknown teenager, he can finally let go of everything and pour out the already overflowing sadness like an ordinary father.

"Woo-woo-"

The whole room was filled with the old man's heart-wrenching cry.

At this moment, Zhu Yuanzhang's prestige as a god king has long faded, and he is replaced by a sad, old man who has lost his son in old age.

This time it was Huang Xiongying's turn to be dumbfounded.

Crying?

The love is sincere, full of affection, and with endless grievances.

This cry can't deceive people, this is an old father's incomparably deep love and remembrance for his deceased son!

Even Huang Xiongying was also infected, and her nose was sour.

"Did I misunderstand him? What is his real problem about not being able to rush back to see his son for the last time? ”

"Let him go over in the past, he is a lot old, and he still cries like this for his son, he is really a poor person!"

Thinking about it, Huang Xiongying took two quick steps, put his hand on the old man's shoulder, shook it hard, bit his lip, and shouted two words:

"Grandpa!"