Zhu Yuanzhang picked up the big bowl and looked at Huang Xiongying while drinking the noodle soup.

Apparently, he was also interested in this issue.

Under the gaze of the two, Huang Xiongying opened his mouth and replied: "Grandpa, the grandson's name is Huang Xiongying." ”

Quiet!

Suddenly the room became audible with pins dropping.

Fu Youde had half eaten the noodles in his mouth, and the soup flowed to his beard.

And Zhu Yuanzhang was holding the bowl of noodle soup, if he hadn't subconsciously grabbed it, he would have smashed it.

The picture freezes for a moment.

Bang!

Zhu Yuanzhang finally put down the bowl heavily, and a pair of tiger eyes suddenly became bright, making people dare not look directly, staring at Huang Xiongying: "What's your name?" Say it again! ”

Huang Xiongying replied with some doubts: "My grandson's name is Huang Xiongying, is there any problem?" ”

Xiongying?

Xiongying?

Xiongying!

Zhu Yuanzhang's mind kept circling this name.

How long has it been since you heard the name?

Zhu Yuanzhang doesn't remember, but the name is forever imprinted in his mind.

Because his imperial grandson is called Xiongying.

Zhu Xiongying!

Zhu Xiongying is the eldest son of the late crown prince Zhu Biao, the grandson of the emperor, who has been as talented as his father since he was a child.

It's a pity that God is jealous of talents.

Zhu Xiongying died of illness when he was eight years old and was buried in Zhongshan, posthumously named King Yu, and his nickname was "Huai".

That year, Zhu Yuanzhang's beloved, Queen Ma, also left.

Unexpectedly, ten years later, his father, the crown prince Zhu Biao, also followed.

Zhu Yuanzhang was the strongest one, sending away one after another.

These are his most beloved people.

Rao is Zhu Yuanzhang's heart like steel, and he has already been beaten to a thousand holes.

But today, he heard the familiar name again.

And the person in front of him is still a little similar to the late prince.

Could it be ......

Zhu Yuanzhang was a little afraid to think about it, because how could this be possible?

Blurred by the welling up tears, Zhu Yuanzhang carefully looked at the young man in front of him.

It's tall, it's good-looking.

But......

Take a closer look, you can still vaguely see the lovely appearance of the emperor's grandson.

It's true?

Is it true?

Zhu Xiongying, the imperial grandson of the year, did not die?!

In a trance.

Zhu Yuanzhang felt like he was in a dream, stood up tremblingly, stretched out a pair of big hands to Huang Xiongying, and stroked gently.

Be as careful as if you were touching a bubble, for fear of breaking it.

"Xiongying, our good grandson!"

Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes were hazy with tears, his lips trembled slightly, and he muttered.

"Grandpa, my grandson is here!"

Huang Xiongying responded, he was a little confused now.

Is his grandfather so emotional?

It's just a name, and the old man cried again.

However, he also understands that when people are old, their feelings are more fragile, and they need more care from their children.

"Grandpa, don't be sad, our father is gone, but there are still us, let's honor you in the future!"

Huang Xiongying said with a firm gaze.

"No ......"

What Huang Xiongying didn't expect was that Zhu Yuanzhang shook his head: "Our good grandson, you go back to the imperial ...... with your grandfather."

"Emperor!"

At this time, Fu Youde suddenly interrupted Zhu Yuanzhang: "I'm afraid I'm too anxious, right?" ”

These words made Zhu Yuanzhang sober up a lot.

Reckless.

I was really reckless.

Just by looking a little similar in appearance and a name, I almost recognized a big grandson.

The title of eldest grandson is not so simple.

Especially his eldest grandson of Zhu Yuanzhang.

According to the regulations of the time of the founding of the country, the elders must be in the throne, after the death of the prince, the prince is empty, and the eldest grandson will inherit the unification.

Not to mention whether this eldest grandson is true or not, that is, in the critical period when the prince has just left and the prince is empty, his inexplicable appearance will inevitably cause an uproar, and the court situation may be turbulent.

Therefore, until everything is completely understood, it is important not to speak lightly.

Zhu Yuanzhang gradually calmed down.

Dead?

And it's the imperial grandson who died ten years ago, how can it still appear?

It's just a perverse thing.

It can even be said that it is appalling.

Fortunately, Fu Youde reminded him in time and calmed himself down, only then did he realize how ridiculous it was just now.

And Fu Youde thought more.

Everything that had happened since he entered the door had struck him incredible.

Everything was too coincidental.

It's just like the plot in the novel.

But if this is a game made by this young man, then it is too bold, dare to calculate on the head of Emperor Hongwu?

If that's the case.

Then his relatives and friends probably don't know yet, because this young man, their heads have been stuck into the dog's head.

What the hell is going on?

Fu Youde has one head and two big.

Zhu Yuanzhang stabilized his mind, and his eyes deepened again.

"Good boy, it's enough for you to have the intention of honoring us!"

Zhu Yuanzhang's calloused big hand stretched out, wanting to rub Huang Xiongying's head, hesitated slightly, and finally fell heavily on his shoulder.

Huang Xiongying nodded: "Grandson understands, it's good for grandson to live alone." ”

Regarding Fu Youde's reminder that the old man would not take him back, Huang Xiongying understood.

As a great character, it is naturally impossible for the old man to have only one son from his father, and there must be a group of wives and concubines in the family, and children and grandchildren are around his knees.

It is estimated that it is precisely because of this that the old man has not been able to come to see his father.

Every family has a scripture that is difficult to read.

Huang Xiongying also has no intention of getting involved in those boring battles of wealthy families.

He alone is a wealthy family.

Zhu Yuanzhang listened to Huang Xiongying's words, pinched his shoulder, sat down again, and asked, "Good boy, can you tell grandpa, how have you been doing all these years?" ”

Huang Xiongying replied: "It's good, the blessing of the old man Tuo Hongwu, the life is quite nourishing." ”

What Huang Xiongying said was not a boast, but the truth.

It is precisely with Emperor Hongwu that there is today's peaceful and prosperous era.

Hongwu prosperous.

Huang Xiongying had only learned cursopharily from textbooks before, but when he really came to this era, he had the deepest experience.

During the entire Hongwu period, the people were enriched, and the treasury overflowed.

At the same time, Emperor Hongwu also lifted the shackles of industry and commerce on craftsmen during the Yuan Dynasty, and lifted the inferior status of tenant farmers in the Tang, Song and Yuan dynasties, and the fate of life and death punishment dominated by the master.

For the first time, China's industrial and commercial craftsmen and tenant farmers were legally recognized as equal human rights and were no longer slaves to be slaughtered.

In such an environment.

Huang Xiongying, who has no special identity, can easily live freely.

didn't want to hear Huang Xiongying's unintentional words, Zhu Yuanzhang's old face stretched out like a chrysanthemum.

"But we heard that our emperor, but he kills people without blinking!"

Huang Xiongying smiled when he heard this: "Old man, the people have a mirror in their hearts, we don't care about the emperor, but the one who can make us ordinary people live a good life is a good emperor." ”

"Good! That's a good thing to say! ”

Zhu Yuanzhang nodded thoughtfully: "What others say doesn't count, what we people say is true." ”

Huang Xiongying's words made him ten thousand times more comfortable than sycophants.

The recognition of the people is the greatest praise for him who has risen from the bottom to the highest position.

Due to the painful memory of the rule of officials at the end of the Yuan Dynasty when he was young, after he came to power, he tried every means to reduce the burden on the peasants, restore the economic production of society, reform the bad rule of officials left by the Yuan Dynasty, punish corrupt officials, and so on.

For so many years, he barely had a day off.

Worrying about danger, working hard every day, and never daring to have half a point of slackness.

For what?

For the sake of the people of the world!

Now it doesn't matter whether the young man in front of him is his grandson or not, he is his own people.

Is there anything better to give back than to be praised by the people?

No!

Zhu Yuanzhang felt that everything was worth it for a while.

At the same time, he felt that the more he looked at it, the more he liked the boy in front of him, if he was really his eldest grandson, how nice it would be!

It's just that......

Is this really possible?

Zhu Yuanzhang wanted to know the origin of this young man more and more.

"No, we have to find out the origin of this child now, otherwise we won't be able to settle down!"

Thinking in his heart, Zhu Yuanzhang stood up and said with a heavy heart:

"Child, it's not too early, we still have a lot of things to deal with at home, let's go back first, and we'll come to see you when we have time."

Huang Xiongying nodded and sent Zhu Yuanzhang and Fu Youde out.

When he arrived at the door, Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly turned around:

"By the way, when we were just outside, we smelled a strong aroma of wine, is it your wine here?"

Huang Xiongying did not deny it and nodded.

"Can you give us some?"

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Huang Xiongying with a smile......