It was raining heavily, and there were golden snakes dancing ferociously among the dark clouds.
Under the majesty of heaven and earth, the palace beasts on the eaves of the Forbidden City were eclipsed.
It is said that the emperor is the Son of Heaven, but in fact the emperor is just a mortal under the heaven.
In Yong'an Palace, the old man was lying on a bamboo chair with tears in his eyes. Zhu Yunxi was beside him and gently patted his chest with his hands. Just like how Empress Ma coaxed him back then.
The rain was like a curtain, Lan Yu stood under the eaves, looking sideways at the grandfather and grandson in the hall, the corners of his eyes were red.
Beside him, Xi Laodao put his hands into his sleeves and squatted with a gloomy expression.
"Hey!" Lan Yu sighed softly, stretched out her hand, let the rain fall on her palm, and then rubbed her face hard.
Xi Laodao looked at him, "The grandfather and grandson look quite pitiful!" As he said, he also sighed, "The younger one was born without a mother, and then his grandmother died. He pretended to be a coward with his tail between his legs since he was a child.
My father died again before he was an adult."
"As for the old man, I have to give him three points of respect for being a hero all his life, but when he gets old, he loses his wife and children, and is left alone!"
Lan Yu wiped the water droplets off her face with her sleeves, then squatted down and said in a very cold tone, "Hey, can the old prince still...?"
Xi Laodao knew the meaning of his words. The wrinkles on his face were piled up like a mountain, full of sorrow. "How long he can live, it depends on him, neither medicine nor medical treatment!" As he said, he suddenly faced the rain falling from the eaves.
He punched out and looked at Lan Yu sideways, "Tell me, if I can't cure him, will he call someone..."
At this point, he made a gesture of wiping his neck.
"It's nothing!" Lan Yu thought about it, "Even the Emperor forgives people like me, so what do you think?" He said, sighing, "Besides, there is the Emperor!"
Xi Laodao shrank his neck, "Huh! They both have the same temper!" As he said that, he moved to Lan Yu's side and bumped his shoulders. "I've been thinking about it these days, your emperor.
I tied you to your side and refused to let you go, and then I got it to your prince's side, just to let the Taoist doctor treat your prince, right?"
Sapphire's thick fingers drew circles on the water on the steps, but said nothing.
At this moment, under the curtain of rain, a group of eunuchs surrounded two little people, coming from a distance.
"Prince, don't run away! It's really raining!"
Mei Liang, the chief eunuch in the palace, had just put the prince's jin on the steps, but before he could take off his raincoat, he had already jumped out.
Maybe he was running in a hurry, and when his short legs crossed the threshold, he tripped and fell on his back with a plop.
"A bunch of shit!"
Pu Bucheng became furious in an instant and kicked Mei Liangliang down the steps, then quickly went to help her.
Unexpectedly, Jin had already gotten up, his forehead was broken, and Yin Hong's blood was flowing.
But the child turned a deaf ear. He pursed his lips and wiped it twice with his sleeve, then quickly ran to the old man's side and grabbed his hand.
"Ancestor, Jin is here!"
Jin looked at the old man, his eyes full of love. Big tears rolled in his eyes, but they refused to fall. Then, he put his cheek under the old man's beard and rubbed it gently.
"Ancestor, your weight is here!"
Zhu Yunxi was watching this scene, his eyes turning red again.
This child is usually extremely naughty, but in the end he has a pure heart and knows how to be filial to his elders.
People who know how to be filial will never make any mistakes in the future.
"Father! Father!" Then Xiao Fu'er's childish cry came from outside the hall. She was wearing a cloak and running over. Her foot slipped and she fell directly. But she didn't cry, she just left her side aggrievedly.
Zui, stood up strongly, ran to the old man's side and held the other hand.
"Father, why are you sick again! But is there any pain in your body?"
The children's voices made the old man slowly open his eyes. He first looked at his daughter's pink face, and kept stroking the child's pink face with his big hands, his eyes full of tenderness.
"Father!"
The old man struggled to speak, "Call me daddy!"
"father!"
"louder!"
"Dad!" Xiao Fu'er shouted.
"Louder!"
"Dad!" Xiao Fuer tried his best to suck the milk.
"Hey!" The old man nodded, with a smile on his face.
"Daddy, daddy!" Xiao Fu'er smiled when he saw the old man, and put his head in the old man's arms, hugging him.
At this time, the old man turned to look at Jin, his eyes suddenly filled with surprise.
"Where did the injury on the head come from?" the old man asked.
"I hit it just after crossing the threshold, and it looks like the skin is bruised!" Zhu Yunxi said hurriedly.
"Ancestor, please show Jin, it hurts!" Jin started to act coquettishly.
The old man's eyes were full of doting, "It doesn't hurt when you get hurt! But my dear grandson, you have to remember that you are a man. You can't cry out about pain, you know?"
"Well, Jin remembers it!" Jin has been by the old man's side all year round, and his tone of voice can't help but bring in a few Fengyang dialects.
"Remember, men don't shed tears when they bleed!" The old man squeezed Jin's hand and solemnly instructed.
"But!" Jin suddenly curled his lips, "Jin heard that our ancestor was ill, and felt so sad that he wanted to cry!"
Zhu Yunxi stretched out his hand to hug Jin, "Jin, tell your ancestor to take good care of his illness and get well soon!"
"Yes, yes, you have to get better!" Jin pushed the old man's shoulders, "You have to hold Jin and write big characters!" As he said that, tears fell from his eyes, and he whispered, "My grandson still has to recite poems to me.
"Listen, it's noon on the day of hoeing, and the sweat is dripping from the soil, and whoever eats it has toiled every grain of it!"
"Who knew that every grain of rice is hard work!" The old man read a few words, his eyes slowly clearing up, "Farming is hard, farming is hard, I have to give three to five dou to the landowner. He also thinks that I owe rent, and the cultivated land will be reduced next year.
Half an acre......"
Just as the old man was muttering, footsteps came from outside again.
Zhao Ning'er took the lead, and Concubine Guo Hui was half a step behind. All the concubines and concubines in the harem stood under the eaves, wiping their tears.
The old man turned his head and looked over there, then looked at Zhu Yunxi, "What, are we going to die?"
"It's nothing!" Zhu Yunxi said hurriedly, "You are just anxious and anxious, just cultivate yourself and cultivate yourself!"
"What are you doing here before you die?" The old man's voice was low, and he looked at Zhu Yunxi with a smile, "Actually, even if we die now, there is nothing we can't let go of. You are an adult now, and you are a burden.
The emperor needs to get up."
"Grandpa Huang, don't talk nonsense, it's unlucky!"
Zhu Yunxi felt sad, he was really afraid, really afraid that the old man was really up to something.
The old man's body has been aging visibly in the past few years, and he has suffered repeated blows. He is really afraid...
"My grandson can't afford it. You have to help me more!" Zhu Yunxi slowly raised the old man's head and put the pillow on his head. "Because of you, my grandson has the backbone!"
The old man looked at Zhu Yunxi with a smile on his face, "If you die, you can't stop me, but if you don't die, you can live!" He said, waving his hand, "Go and do your work, don't worry about us!"
"My grandson is with you!"
"Your third uncle's funeral!" the old man said, "You have to take care of your third uncle's funeral. Remember, he is your third uncle, and you are your third uncle. You can take care of it for him, and he will be in a good mood."
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At this point, the old man coughed and continued, "Go, go, don't stay here with us."
This chapter has been completed!