The old man greeted Zhu Yunxi while standing up and walking out.
As he got older, the old man began to look for someone. It is commonly said that when he can't see the person in his heart, he gets panicked.
Zhao Baosheng was by his side, and this fool, who had no idea where his cleverness came from, actually stepped forward and directly supported the old man's arm.
"Please be careful where you step, the ground is slippery!"
The guards on the side were all stunned. That was the Supreme Emperor. Anyone who dared to directly attack him, even if he was holding the Supreme Emperor's arm, would be treasonous.
But the old man seemed to still prefer this trick, holding the other person's arm with a smile, and joking, "You kid, you can work in the palace as an errand, haha!" After saying that, he laughed and said, "It's better to be outside the palace.
,lively!"
"Old Emperor, why don't you come out for a walk? The big market here is not interesting!" Zhao Baosheng said with a smile, "There is a Li's Shop twenty miles outside the northwest gate of Yingtian Mansion. There is not only a mule and horse market there on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month, but also a mule and horse market.
There is a dog market and a bird market, which are very lively!”
"There is a roast goose in Li's shop, and it tastes amazing! It's soft, fragrant, and glutinous, and you can eat it even if you're old and have bad teeth. My wife's grandfather is over ninety, and he can still eat it in one meal.
Where’s the half one?”
Hearing this, the old man stopped and said, "Hey, dear, you are over ninety? Whose family is this? So lucky!"
Fifty means knowing the destiny, and ten means longevity. Seventy means celebrating and mourning in a big way. People in their nineties do not need to kneel down even when they go to the yamen. On the contrary, local officials have to move the stools with their own hands. No matter how old the official is,
, have to call the old man.
In this era, people will respect you if you live long.
"My wife's natal family is an ordinary family, a wealthy family in Zhangjia Village, thirty miles away from the north city. Hey, their family is a bit poor in wealth!" Zhao Baosheng said with a grin.
"More than ninety!" The old man blinked, "Half a roast goose for one meal?"
"Well, you still have to drink, one meal is almost half a pound!" Zhao Baosheng said with a smile, "Then our ancestors spent their whole lives eating, drinking and whoring..."
"Hahahaha!" the old man laughed, "Blessed man, blessed man!" He said with emotion, "I spend my whole life playing in the world, and when my family is full of children and grandchildren, I still live a long life, I am a blessed man!"
"No, on the seventh day of the first lunar month, the ninety-three-year-old birthday was celebrated. All the children and grandchildren knelt on the ground and kowtowed. The ancestor said that everyone was so dark that they were dizzy just looking at it!" Zhao Baosheng said with a smile.
The old man was about to cross the threshold, "Are his sons here?"
"They are all here, many of them. The eldest son is also my wife's uncle. He is almost ten years old now and is in good health..."
Before Zhao Baosheng was finished, he felt someone pinching his waist. Looking back, Pu Bucheng looked at him fiercely, his eyes like nails.
"Blessed!" The old man sighed and stood at the door looking around, "Where is our eldest grandson!"
"Grandpa, my grandson is here!" Zhu Yunxi lowered his head, not daring to let the old man look into his eyes, and came out of the corner.
The old man stood on the steps of the teahouse and turned back to Zhao Baosheng and said, "You said that, we are still energetic. It's still early, let's go to the Li's shop you mentioned, and then go to your wife's grandfather
Then look, let’s go and enjoy the glory of the longevity star!”
As he said that, the old man's eyes turned back, and the smile on his face instantly solidified when he saw Zhu Yunxi.
The corners of Zhu Yunxi's eyes were a little red, and he deliberately avoided the old man's gaze. The guards around him were also looking at his toes.
"Old man, your side..."
"I'm not going!" the old man sighed, "It's getting late, we have to go back." As he said that, he ignored anyone, just put his hands behind his back, pulled his cloth shoes and got on the carriage, "Let's go back to the palace!"
He said he was going back to the palace, not Zhuangzi.
The carriage moved forward slowly, and the team carried a somewhat heavy weight.
The old man was in the carriage, and Zhu Yunxi was outside the carriage. The sun was shining brightly in the sky, but his heart was as cold as winter.
"You can't hide this kind of thing, and the Ministry of Rites and Zongzheng Mansion will soon be in trouble. Besides, what has the old man never seen in his life? I had red eyes just now, so I must have guessed some clues!"
Thinking of this, Zhu Yunxi waved his hands slightly, and Deng Ping hurried over beside him.
"Tell the Chief of the Taiyuan Hospital to go to the palace immediately and take charge. All kinds of life-saving medicines are ready!"
Deng Ping did not dare to be careless and promised to mount his horse and whip his whip.
Then, Zhu Yunxi looked behind him again, seeing Lan Yu with a solemn expression and Xi Yingzhen, who was leaning obscenely on the car's shaft.
Xi Laodao felt Zhu Yunxi's different eyes, and slowly sat up straight in the carriage. Then he gestured to the old man's carriage with his eyes, and Zhu Yunxi nodded slightly.
The whole journey was silent, the majestic palace city was right in front of us, the carriage passed through the door, and the sound of ruts and horse hooves was particularly loud and long.
Outside the palace gate, the old man got off the carriage, without anyone's support, and slowly walked into the corridor of the palace with his hands behind his back, heading in the direction of Yong'an Palace.
Everyone else followed far away, only Zhu Yunxi was behind him.
The corridor is filled with the fragrance of rose flowers, and a few vines playfully spread out from behind the wall, climbing on the red wall, like a different kind of painting.
The stone road is very clean and can be illuminated by light. Under the sun, the shadows of the grandfather and grandson appear one behind the other on the wall.
Suddenly, the old man stopped but did not turn around, "Did something happen?"
Zhu Yunxi bit his lip. He didn't want to tell the old man the bad news, but he also knew that he was the only one in the world who was most suitable to say these words to the old man.
He took two steps forward and held the old man's arm. Tears were about to fall from the corners of his eyes before he could speak.
The old man stretched out his big hand, and gently brushed Zhu Yunxi's cheek, with a wry smile on his face. Although he tried his best to control his voice, it was not difficult to hear the trembling, "Child, tell me what you have to say, we can handle it."
Stay." He said, smiling bitterly again, "What else have we not experienced in this life?"
The more he said this, the more Zhu Yunxi could not hold back his tears.
He felt sorry for the old man.
In the fifteenth year of Hongwu, Queen Ma left, and in the twenty-fifth year, Prince Zhu Biao left. Then in the past few years, it was first the King of Qin, Zhu Fang, and now it is the turn of the King of Jin, Zhu Fan.
A family, a big family, only the old man is left alone.
What the hell does a man do for the rest of his life? What he lives for is this family, his wife and children?
"Say it!" The old man suddenly grabbed Zhu Yunxi's hand, "Grandson, it's better for you to tell me than for others to tell us!"
"Grandpa Huang!" Zhu Yunxi slowly knelt down on his knees and hugged the old man's legs.
He raised his head and looked into the old man's eyes. The old man was also looking at him, waiting for the next step.
"Grandpa Huang!" Zhu Yunxi's voice became even louder, "You have to promise your grandson that you won't..."
"We are tough men!" The old man stroked Zhu Yunxi's head, and his eyes instantly became bloodshot. "We haven't closed our eyes yet, tell me, we can hold on!"
I feel extremely sad, but I still have to say it.
"Third uncle..." Zhu Yunxi really couldn't say any more.
"What happened to the third child?" The old man's eyes widened suddenly, "What happened to our third child? What happened to our third child?"
"Third uncle!" Zhu Yunxi mustered up the courage to speak, but did not have the courage to look into the old man's eyes again, "He is dead!"
"Ah!" The old man's body shook violently, and then he supported Zhu Yunxi's shoulders with both hands to maintain balance.
"Grandpa Huang!" Zhu Yunxi exclaimed and hugged the old man.
"Our son, the third child..." Big tears came out of the old man's eyes, rolling on his wrinkles, "Our son, the third child, is gone?"
This chapter has been completed!