"Ah!!" followed by a girl crying.
Zhu Yunxi turned his head, and two five-year-old girls in mourning clothes fell into the rain.
The elder of the two is named Ning'er, and the younger is named Xiu'er, who is Zhu Yunxi's half-sister.
Speaking of which, they had the same life experience as Zhu Yunxi, first they lost their mother, and now they lost their father.
Their biological mother was originally a palace maid by Lu's side. When Lu was pregnant, she was sent to Zhu Biao's house. After they were born, their mother, who didn't even leave her name, suddenly fell ill and died.
Looking at Mr. Lu's sad figure in front of him, Zhu Yunxi sneered in his heart. The palace is the most insidious place in the world, and no one here is simple.
Seeing the two girls fall, Zhu Yunxi quickly walked over, got ahead of the eunuch and the palace maid, and pulled them up with his own hands.
"Don't cry, does it hurt?"
The two girls' big round eyes were filled with tears. They looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar third brother in front of them. They shook their heads first, and then nodded.
"Come on, third brother, give me a hug!"
As he spoke, Zhu Yunxi stretched out his arms and held the two girls in his arms.
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The younger girl Xiu'er buried her little face in Zhu Yunxi's neck, and the older Ning'er asked in his ear, "Third brother, will we never see dad again?"
Even though he was not a relative, Zhu Yunxi still felt sad after hearing this. The memories told him that Zhu Biao was a good father. Just a few days before his death, he had to see his children with his own eyes and gave difficult instructions.
"Don't be afraid!" Zhu Yunxi used his arms to make the two girls sit firmly, "My brother will be here in the future!"
Ning'er's tears flowed directly from her eyes to her cheeks, and she lay obediently on her brother's somewhat thin chest.
As Fengan Temple got closer, the wind got stronger and the rain got heavier.
The closer we got to the main hall, the more people there were. In the wind and rain, the guards with swords stood motionless under the palace wall. The officials knelt on the road leading to Feng'an Palace, wailing loudly.
The sound of wind, rain, and cries reached my ears. White robes, white clothes, and white jade belts were everywhere.
When Zhu Yunxi appeared next to the officials with the two girls in his arms, the officials cried even louder. Many people even looked at Zhu Yunxi with tears streaming down their faces and at the same time grabbed the ground with their heads.
Zhu Yunxi could clearly see that Lu and Zhu Yunwen in front turned their heads at the sudden increase in crying.
A legitimate son is a legitimate son. Zhu Yuanzhang personally promulgated the ancestral precepts of the Emperor Ming Dynasty and said, "Every emperor must be crowned by a son born from a legitimate mother. A son born from a concubine's mother will not be able to establish a legitimate son. If a treacherous official abandons the legitimate son and establishes a concubine, the concubine must abide by his duties."
If you move, send a letter to report to the one who should be appointed as your direct descendant, so that you can take the throne as your direct descendant. The imperial court will immediately execute the treacherous officials, and they will go to Hajj for three years, as before."
The emperor is old, but the prince left first. The emperor's love for the prince is known to the world. Although it is not known who will be the prince and crown prince next, as the only legitimate son of the prince Zhu Biao, Zhu Yunxi is more important than Zhu Yunwen in the eyes of the officials.
This bastard is much heavier.
Zhu Yunxi still had tears in his eyes. He could not help but look down at the officials along the way and express his gratitude to them as his legitimate son with his eyes.
After walking a few more steps, he was about to enter Fengan Hall, but his steps stopped.
They met three men with haggard faces, striding towards them. The two in front were in their forties, and the one in the back was in his fifties. They were all tall and powerful warriors.
Zhu Yunxi blurted out, "Second uncle, third uncle, uncle!"
This should never appear in the palace or on the lips of the emperor and his grandson. This is what ordinary people call their elders. Suddenly it came from Zhu Yunxi's mouth. The three people opposite him were suddenly stunned.
The first two tall and burly men who came over were Zhu Yunxi's uncle and Chang Yuchun's son. The dark-faced one was his second uncle Chang Sheng, because his eldest uncle Chang Mao had passed away last year, and Chang Sheng had assumed the title of Duke Zheng.
, later changed to Founding Duke.
The man next to him, who is slightly fairer and equally tall and bearded, is Zhu Yunxi's third uncle Chang Sen, who wears the hereditary title of Marquis Huaiyuan on his body.
And the man in his fifties who was in front of him, with eyes like daggers, tall and thin, and who seemed to be full of strength, was none other than Lan Yu, the general who had made great achievements in the war and made Yangwei fish in the sea. According to seniority, this was Zhu Yunxi's uncle.
His mother's biological uncle.
These three people are the closest relatives besides Zhu Yunxi's parents.
In Zhu Yunxi's memory, these three people cared for him very much. They would send gifts to the palace regardless of the New Year. Last year, Lan Yu was fighting on the grassland, and on Zhu Yunxi's birthday, they even sent two ponies all the way across the country.
The words "uncle" and "great-uncle" immediately made the eyes of the three men, who had numerous military exploits and killed people without batting an eyelid, turn red.
It is said that meeting an uncle is like meeting a mother. Zhu Yunxi's shout is also due to the natural closeness of the remaining memories and emotions.
"I heard that you fainted this morning, are you feeling better?" Second uncle Chang Sheng asked in a trembling voice.
"You must take care of yourself, you must not... you are the only mother you have!" Chang Sen's eyes were filled with tears.
Zhu Yunxi looked at the faces of the three people and said sadly, "Thank you two uncles for thinking about me. The imperial doctor has seen it. My nephew just fainted because he was too sad, and he is fine!"
There was no one around, and the guards and eunuchs were all far away, so Zhu Yunxi lowered his posture and called him uncle like an ordinary child.
Another uncle, the two men who had followed Chang Yuchun in the northern and southern wars since childhood, their eyes were red and their shoulders were shaking slightly. This child was the child that their sister had risked her life to give birth to. This child also had blood flowing from him.
With the blood of their Chang family.
Chang Sen said hoarsely, "As long as it's okay, please take care of yourself!"
"My nephew has a hard life!" Zhu Yunxi hugged the girls and said with a bitter smile, "I lost my mother when I was four years old, and now I have no father. Who will love me for a child who has no father and no mother!"
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Lan Yu stepped forward, with red eyes, and said slowly and seriously, "Son, my mother is your uncle. Without your parents, you still have your uncles, and I, your great uncle! We love you.
, we'll take care of you, we'll help you!" He said, looking around, "Humph, if anyone dares to show you shame, let's see how we deal with him!"
After saying that, he looked coldly towards the direction where Lu and Zhu Yunwen were sitting in Fengan Hall.
No wonder this man was killed by Zhu Yuanzhang for his great achievements in history. You must know that this is a palace. No matter whether there is anyone around or not, you Lan Yu, as a minister, cannot say such things. To say the least, you are like this.
You are arrogant and domineering. If you are serious, you will be said to have no authority.
Although Lan Yu expressed concern for Zhu Yunxi both inside and outside her words, her wanton words and arrogant demeanor were too arrogant.
At this time, two more ten-year-olds walked quickly. Although the two old men had white hair and beards, their steps were sonorous and powerful, and they did not look old at all.
Two names suddenly came to Zhu Yunxi's mind. These two names were Feng Sheng, Duke of Song Dynasty, and Fu Youde, Duke of Ying State. They were both veteran ministers of the Ming Dynasty who had experienced many hardships and made great achievements in battle.
This chapter has been completed!