The laughter in the palace gradually stopped after a long while.

"Suck-"

Zhu Yunwen took a deep breath and mustered up his courage, so he took the noodles and carefully sent them in.

"Who?"

Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly raised his head when he heard the voice, his eyes sharp.

Under the lightning, it was more like a male lion, scanning in front of him.

I saw Zhu Yunwen carefully holding a bowl of hot noodle soup, like a frightened rabbit, a little at a loss.

"Grandpa...... Eat...... Eat noodles ......"

At this moment, Zhu Yuanzhang's powerful aura made Zhu Yunwen feel a burst of fear from the bottom of his heart.

If it weren't for his mother forcing him to send noodles, he would never dare to come to his imperial grandfather at this time, because he knew that his imperial grandfather had two faces.

One for outsiders, one for family.

Really.

After Zhu Yuanzhang saw that it was Zhu Yunwen, his face softened a lot.

"Bing'er, it's you, we've eaten."

Eaten again?

Zhu Yunwen couldn't hide a flash of disappointment on his face, and lowered his little head:

"Oh."

Oh, Zhu Yunwen held the noodles and turned around to leave.

"Put it down, we'll eat later."

Hearing Zhu Yuanzhang's words, Zhu Yunwen secretly breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had completed a task, and carefully put his face in front of Zhu Yuanzhang.

"Grandpa Huang take care of himself, his grandson has gone down."

"Go ahead."

Looking at Zhu Yunwen's thin back, Zhu Yuanzhang sighed lightly.

Since Zhu Xiongying died at the age of eight, Zhu Yuanzhang's thoughts, except for Zhu Biao, have all been put on Zhu Yunwen and Zhu Yunxi.

However, Zhu Yunxi is cowardly by nature.

Every time I saw him, I quietly hid behind Zhu Biao.

Even if Zhu Yuanzhang knows that the kid is not stupid, on the contrary, he is very smart, but with that kind of temperament, he is not suitable to be a monarch who rules the world at all.

Therefore, Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes were on Zhu Yunwen's body.

Zhu Yunwen, the child, inherited some of his father's advantages, kind, sensible, generous and filial.

But there is a lack of a domineering atmosphere.

Although his father Zhu Biao is also generous and benevolent on the surface, he is actually strong and very means.

In Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes, it belongs to a model of being able to fight on the horse and govern when getting off the horse.

Zhu Yunwen is still far away!

However, before today, Zhu Yunwen was the best choice for the heir to the Ming throne.

Zhu Yunwen himself is not the first heir to the Ming Dynasty, he is the concubine of the late prince Zhu Biao's side concubine of the Lu family.

Lu is a member of the civilian clique.

Zhu Biao has always had more contacts with the civil official group because he is the prince's country, and he needs to guard the rear, so after he left, most of the civil official group supported the Lu family and Zhu Yunwen.

Zhu Yunxi can't make a climate, so there is only Zhu Yunxi.

But......

Now, Zhu Xiongying, the eldest son of the most justifiable son, has reappeared in Zhu Yuanzhang's field of vision.

Disappeared for ten years.

This child grew up in the people, and he has not been systematically cultivated, can he really hold the Ming Dynasty?

After the ecstasy in Zhu Yuanzhang's heart subsided, he was replaced by a chaotic heart.

Look at the hot noodle soup in front of you.

Zhu Yuanzhang picked it up, took a large amount of noodles with chopsticks, and put it in his mouth.

Obviously.

This noodle is carefully prepared by the imperial chef of the palace.

The soup and ingredients are extremely particular.

But......

"It's not as delicious as the big grandson's clear soup and thick noodles!"

Zhu Yuanzhang sighed.

chewing the noodles in his mouth, Zhu Yuanzhang faintly made a decision in his heart......

But there's one more point.

That is, Zhu Xiongying's identity has not yet been fully determined.

Although all the evidence now shows that Huang Xiongying is the grandson of the emperor who died ten years ago, there is no direct evidence.

It is related to the reunification of the Ming Dynasty, and Zhu Yuanzhang has to be extremely cautious.

He also needs a strong piece of evidence......

……

Blue House.

Lan Yu, the general of the imperial conquest, sat on the chair and was distracted for a while.

The dishes on the table did not move at all.

"Like!"

"It's too similar!"

Lan Yu took a sip of wine, muttering to herself.

"Uncle."

"Uncle, is there anything important about calling us here on this rainy day?"

It was Lan Yu's nephew, the two sons of Chang Yuchun, the founder of the Ming Dynasty, Chang Sheng and Chang Sen, who came in.

Chang Yuchun had three sons, Chang Mao, Chang Sheng and Chang Sen.

But the eldest son, Chang Mao, died last year.

Chang Sheng and Chang Sen came to their uncle's house, and they were not polite, and sat down opposite Lan Yu familiarly.

Lan Yu glanced at Chang Sheng and Chang Sen, and motioned to back down left and right with her chin.

Chang Sheng and Chang Sen glanced at each other, knowing that his uncle had something to tell them.

"Uncle, calling us here isn't just as simple as eating and drinking, right?"

Without serving left and right, Chang Sen, as the youngest, had to pour wine for his brother and uncle in person, and asked while pouring wine.

Lan Yu leaned forward slightly, lowered her voice, and said a little hoarsely:

"Let's ...... I just saw Xiongying's child. ”

The voice fell.

It was like thunder falling in the nine heavens, exploding above Chang Sheng and Chang Sen's heads.

The wine jug in Chang Sen's hand stopped in mid-air, and the wine glass below was already overflowing and unaware.

In the entire hall, only the sound of fine wine ticking to the ground remained.

When Chang Sen's shoes were wet with wine, he reacted, hurriedly put down the wine jug in his hand, and did not wipe the wine on his body, but asked with a suspicious face:

"Uncle, have you drunk too much?"

"You've only fucking drunk too much!"

Lan Yu scolded, sat up straight, and said, "We just went to see it in person, it really looks like, it's too similar!" ”

"Like what?"

Chang Sheng and Chang Sen looked puzzled.

Lan Yu said leisurely: "Ying Guogong told us the day before yesterday that he and the old man saw a baby on the bank of the Qinhuai River, which is very similar to our Xiongying's appearance, and that baby is also called Xiongying!" ”

"Let's go see it for ourselves today, like! It's so similar! ”

"No, it's not like!"

Lan Yu said and shook his head: "Let's be sure, that is the bloodline of our crown prince, the imperial grandson Zhu Xiongying!" ”

Seeing Lan Yu's determined face, Chang Sheng and Chang Sen were even more confused.

Chang Sheng swallowed: "But, but our nephew, didn't he leave ten years ago?" Could it just be that it looks alike? ”

Chang Sen also nodded.

Because it's so weird, a person who has been dead for ten years actually appears alive in front of him?

Lan Yu stroked his black and white beard, shook his head and said, "No, we can feel it, do you remember the night before Xiongying buried Zhongshan ten years ago?" ”

"Of course I do!"

Chang Sheng nodded and said: "That night there was a violent storm, lightning and thunder, and the funeral procession could only spend the night in the City God Temple at the foot of the mountain, wasn't it that night?" ”

Lan Yu nodded slowly: "Let's wonder if something strange happened that night." ”

"Shhhh

Chang Sheng and Chang Sen gasped in unison.

Good for a while.

Chang Shengcai said slowly: "If it's really our nephew Xiongying, then it's really great!" ”

Chang Sen also clenched his fists, his eyes lit up: "The prince is gone, our hearts are empty, if that baby is really our hero, we have hope again!" ”

Prince Zhu Biao's wife, Chang Shi, is the daughter of the late Duke of Hubei Chang Yuchun, and the younger sister of Chang Sheng and Chang Sen.

And Zhu Xiongying is the eldest son born to Chang.

Lan Yu is Chang Yuchun's brother-in-law again.

Therefore, Zhu Biao and Chang's lineage are inextricably linked to Huaixi Xungui.

Before Zhu Biao left, in addition to Zhu Yuanzhang's cultivation, under the care of these people, he gradually grew into a qualified and unshakable prince.

Blood is thicker than water, this is the unchanging truth of China.

All relationships are no match for the word blood.

If Zhu Xiongying is really alive, then their gang of sons Huaixi Xungui will definitely transfer their love for Zhu Biao to this child.

As for Zhu Yunxi.

It's not that they haven't tried.

It's just that kid...... It's hard to put into words, and some can't hold up the wall.

And Zhu Yunwen.

In their eyes, he is just an ordinary concubine.

If Zhu Xiongying, the concubine of the Ming royal family and the Huaixi Xungui, is here, then Zhu Yunwen can only be regarded as a ball.

Historically, it was the attitude of the Huaixi nobles towards Zhu Yunwen that made them quickly liquidated by Zhu Yuanzhang.

But that's another story.

At this moment, Lan Yu's eyes are bright:

"Nephew, now the identity of our nephew and grandson has not yet been determined, don't make a noise, as far as we know, the old man is also investigating the identity of the baby, and there should be a result soon."

"Before that, what we have to do is to protect the baby well, and we must not make a mistake."

Chang Sheng and Chang Sen nodded repeatedly.

Chang Sheng said: "Uncle, can you let us go and see the baby too?" ”

Lan Yu touched his beard and thought for a moment: "Okay, but we have to find a good time, let's see that the baby is also very alert, we just went to see him, he noticed it, and left a string of rosaries left by our sister for us there." ”

"Good boy!"

Chang Sen slapped his thigh: "The general has been detected, it seems that the baby has some skills!" ”

Lan Yu smiled: "Isn't it?" Who is our niece? Can you not have skills? ”

"Haha, my uncle is very right, my nephew respects my uncle!"

Chang Sheng and Chang Sen were in a good mood and raised their wine glasses.

Lan Yu also picked up the wine glass, and after the three of them clinked glasses, they all drank it all.

At this time, the wind and rain were still raging outside the house, and the three of them also had a premonition in their hearts that a storm in the Ming Dynasty was coming......

……

Following.

After the rain, the sun shines a warm light on the land.

It's just a nest of puddles on the ground, still telling people how heavy the rain was last night.

On the bank of the Qinhuai River, No. 520 house.

"What? You didn't do it? ”

A middle-aged man's voice came out.

Huang Xiongying looked at the steward sent by Zhou Ji in front of him, and said calmly: "Yes, I'm going to join the army, so this salt and wine, don't do it for the time being, please go back and talk to Zhou Gongzi." ”

"Got it."

The middle-aged steward didn't say anything more, said a word, and turned around and went out.

Out the door.

The middle-aged steward's face suddenly gloomy, and he snorted coldly.

"I don't know what is dead or alive, do you think you don't want to do it?"