What men are afraid of is not getting old, but the desolation after getting old.

No matter how heroic and heroic he was in his youth, he dared to go to the sky to capture the moon and slay the dragon. Once the years passed, all of them disappeared.

At first, I was unable to do anything, and then I gradually became depressed.

Further down the road, what is waiting for is a painful sickbed.

That's all, but what makes people even more frightened is the powerless loneliness and helplessness.

The reason why Zhu Yunyu made great efforts to hold his father's birthday and even recalled the vassal kings of the Ming Dynasty to the capital was that the old man could live in the last time of his life, feel the attention of his relatives and the hustle and bustle of the world.

Mr. Xi and the imperial doctors had long predicted the old man's body. The inside of the old man's more than seventy-seventy-serious labor-hard old man had long been empty, just like a towering ancient tree. His appearance was still tall, but in fact he had lost his support.

Zhu Yunyu has no ability to change birth, old age, sickness and death, so he can only be more filial to the old man while he is alive.

For the elderly, going home often means filial piety.

In the hall of Jinshen, the old man and Zhu Yunyu lived in the middle. On both sides were the vassal kings and princesses sitting down in order. In the hall were the founding nobles who survived ministers and monks in the court.

I have sons, grandchildren, old friends, endless things to say, and endless memories to tell.

The imperial family of the Zhu family has glory and wealth that ordinary people can't imagine. But they also have to face the separation of flesh and blood that ordinary families do not have.

The old man's eyes were attached to the faces of all his sons, looking at them one by one, like a kind father.

"Fourth brother, you are not young anymore. Don't always rush ahead when fighting."

"You are young, King Qin and King Jin, and you should learn more from other uncles and kings. You should listen to your subordinates' opinions on the border. Don't be as arrogant as a prince, and don't listen to others' advice in everything."

"Old Fifteen, your place is a bitter and cold place. You must take your body well and don't take it seriously because of your youth."

"Brother Seventeen, don't show off, don't always think about fighting big battles and making great achievements, don't be arrogant and low-key."

"Our little 21, you are in Goryeo, treat the people well, don't mess around!"

The palace people wearing auspicious clothes came in with charcoal stoves and various dishes. The old man didn't even look at them, but his eyes were still looking at all his sons and grandchildren.

Suddenly, he looked at the end of the vassal kings and waved, "Come on, let's see!"

Zhu Yunxiu also looked over and said with a smile, "King Jingjiang, the old man called you!"

King Zhu Zanyi of Jingjiang was only sixteen years old and had a gentle and elegant face. "Since, please come and see..."

"Get up quickly!" The old man smiled and asked someone to help him up, then grabbed the other person's hand and kept looking at him, his eyes full of kindness, "How about studying? Is it so apart from Guilin? Are you still used to living there?"

Zhu Zanyi is the old man's nephew and Zhu Wenzheng's grandson.

When the old man started his army, the only relative bloodlines around him were his nephew Li Wenzhong and his nephew Zhu Wenzheng. He and Empress Ma treated him as parents.

Needless to say, Li Wenzhong did not disappoint the old man. The famous Hongdu defense battle was Zhu Wenzheng and Xue Xian and others who fought against Chen Youliang alone.

Later, because Zhu Wenzheng was punished for rebellion and surrendering to the enemy, he was under house arrest and died of depression by his old man.

In fact, he said that he wanted to rebel was for others. He was the old man's nephew. Who did he betray him? Who could give him more power than the old man.

Zhu Wenzheng was the core figure of the Huaixi Martial Arts Group at that time. When he was at the highest official position, he commanded the entire Governor's Office, and even Xu Da, Chang Yuchun and others were at the bottom.

He was under house arrest because of his ambitions.

There was no Ming Empire at that time, and no one could tell the final direction of the Huaixi Martial Arts Group, and no one could tell whether it was guaranteed. No one knew when the troubled times would end.

If the Huaixi Martial Arts Group wants to maintain cohesion and combat effectiveness forever, in addition to the old man as the leader, it also needs a successor who convinces the public.

At that time, Zhu Biao was still young, and Zhu Wenzheng, who had made many military achievements, was the best candidate.

He himself must have thought that if his uncle had an accident, he would take over the banner of Huaixi warriors and inherit his foundation.

But my nephew is not a son after all.

After Zhu Wenzheng's death, his son was also adopted by the old man and Queen Ma, and he was full of hope. But he was not only a short-lived ghost, but also a bastard.

He is more vicious than all the Ming vassal kings combined.

"When I go back to the Supreme Emperor, I am still used to living in Guilin!" Zhu Zanyi was a little shy. He and his father were completely different. His father was the kind of person who was cruel and ungrateful, but he had a gentlemanly style.

"It's just... it's just that the weather is a little hot." Zhu Zanyi continued to smile, "I don't have any gifts to celebrate your birthday. I only brought some local local products. There is a kind of dry longan for making porridge."

"I think that the Supreme Emperor is older and may not be as good as before, so I have someone loaded a few cars into the capital. If you eat well, I will send someone to deliver it every year."

"Okay, okay!" The old man praised, his tone full of gratitude, "It's good that you have filial piety, what else can you bring when you come from all over the world? Your child is in a miserable life, your young man loses his father, and there are no brothers and sisters alone. We have never taken care of you in these years."

Zhu Zanyi was already choking, "The emperor's kindness to me is really... I still remember being raised by you in the palace when you were young, and you personally asked me about my diet and daily life..."

As he said that, he suddenly knelt down again and kowtowed heavily, "Old ancestor, grandson celebrates your birthday!" After that, he held the golden cup, "I wish my ancestor a hundred years of life, good life and good health!"

Then, he drank it all in one go with a golden cup.

"Okay OK! You're still young, don't drink too much!" The old man laughed, and then looked at the other party and said to Zhu Yunxi, "Big grandson!"

"Grandson is here!"

"He is your grandfather's bloodline. You will take good care of it in the future. Do you understand?"

How could Zhu Yunxiu not understand the meaning of the old man's words? He nodded and smiled, "Grandson understands, don't worry." He continued, "Although King Jingjiang is young, local officials have repeatedly praised him in the memorial of the letter to his grandson, saying that he is a wise king!"

"Okay, okay!" the old man smiled again.

At this time, the casserole on the charcoal fire had already been hot, and the pure white soup inside was filled with water. The palace servants who were serving each other carefully put various ingredients in slowly.

"What is this how to eat?" The old man was quite novel and looked at the dishes on the table.

"When the Emperor said, this is called "making a side stove" and "we eat a side stove" and has the same effect as when we eat a pot on weekdays." Li Jinglong stepped forward and smiled, "The ancients said that a family sitting around the fire is called "making a side stove". Today is your birthday, so I didn't have people prepare any delicacies. These home-cooked dishes are better than a bustle."

"Family, sit around the fire!" The old man looked around, then looked at the carbon stove, and smiled, "Yes, the family should eat in a pot, regardless of each other!"

As he said that, the old man smiled again, "Tell everyone that we have to eat and drink, so don't make such complicated tape on our happy days."

Then, he shouted to the noble warriors, "Hey, those killers, let's promise you to drink and have a good time today, and it's so lively."

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It's really a waste today, I'm sorry to everyone.
Chapter completed!