There is wind in the morning, and the leaves fall red everywhere.

In the Forbidden City in autumn, the red walls and golden tiles restrain the sharpness of summer, which makes it look more restrained and quiet, with a unique sense of beauty.

"Cough! Cough! Cough!"

The constant coughing sound came from the bedroom of the Yong'an Palace where the old man lived from time to time. The eunuchs who stood outside with their hands down could not help but tremble whenever they heard such a sound.

"Cough! Cough!"

The old man leaned on the edge of the bed with one hand, put his other hand on Park Bucheng's hand, lowered his head and coughed violently.

A sudden sip of yellow phlegm with bloodshot wounds was particularly shocking.

"Huh!" The old man breathed a long sigh, turned over and leaned against the folded quilt, his chest was slightly undulating, his eyes were closed, and there was a layer of fine sweat on his forehead.

He took a lot of effort to spit out the phlegm, and his throat was hoarse before he vomited it.

After vomiting out, the feeling of being unable to breathe in my heart slightly faded.

"Old man!" Park Bucheng looked at the blood-stained yellow phlegm in the spittoon, and his voice was panicked. He knelt down and said, "Let's call the Imperial Doctor!" As he said, he kowtowed, "Master, call the Imperial Doctor!"

"They will have cured us long ago." The old man's voice was faint, and he slowly opened his eyes, "Human life is destined to be sick, and life is fate. If it can be cured, we don't want to suffer this crime!" As he said that, he suddenly gritted his teeth and cursed, "Damn it, this phlegm has not made us sleep well all night!"

"But........"

Before Park Bucheng could finish his words, the old man interrupted, "But what? Throughout history, among these emperors, we are also long-lived people." As he said, he suddenly laughed, "Haha, who has more injuries than me, who has more hard work than me?"

Speaking of this, he sighed again, "Who is like us who has experienced all the sufferings that people should not suffer in this life, the sorrow that they should not suffer?"

"Living until now, be content!"

Park Bushen brought a glass of water to the old man, "I mean, you need medicine if you should take medicine! You can't stand it hard!"

"If you are sick, you will have to get it if you are sick." The old man took a sip of water and said, "It's a disease when you are young, but if you are old, you will be life!"

"Look at some people, when they are old, are afraid of death and are afraid of nothing. When they are young, they do not believe in anything. When they are old, they start to believe in gods and Buddhas in order to live a few more days, and start to ask for this and that."

"Let's tell you, the more afraid of death, the faster the death. When we were young, there was an old man in the village coughing up blood. The doctor said that he would not live for three months. He carried a hoe and went all over the world, but he lived for three more years."

"There is a rich man in the village next door. He was sick and kept in bed all day. He took precious supplements for bitter medicine soup. But what happened? He was paralyzed and could not move, and then he could not speak, so he could only stare and shed tears."

"The evil nature of illness is. The more you take it seriously, the more he tortures you. If you don't want to offend him, haha, he will calm down!"

Listening to the old man's words, Park Bucheng squatted down and helped the old man put on his shoes with his own hands, and said softly, "Master, you are not afraid of heaven or earth, but after all, you are old and need to take care of it!"

"We know what you mean!" The old man smiled and wiped his face carefully with a towel, "You are, you don't understand what we mean!"

Park Bushen has served him all his life, how can he not understand what he means?

The old man is not afraid of death. What he is afraid of is that he cannot move through illness, what he is afraid of is that he is pitiful, and what he is afraid of is that he can only wait for death in a daze.

The old man once said more than once that if God loved him, he would suddenly die when he was sleeping without knowing anything.

That way, be nice to him and to everyone.

"Go out for a walk with us, have breakfast and go to the farm to see our treasures!" The old man pinched Park Bucheng's shoulders, "Move more while you can!"

"Hey!" Park Bucheng lowered his head and wiped away his tears and agreed.

The old man could see his tears and knew his loyalty even more.

If I had seen this ovarian guy with no eggs so unlucky, I would have gone up with big feet. But now, there is only warmth in my heart.

To the old man, Park Bushen is already a family member. He has been with his family all his life, and in some ways, Park Bushen knows him better than Zhu Yun-hyun and others in the palace.

The old man just got up and walked to the outer hall.

I saw a little eunuch coming in, first knelt down and kowtowed, then said, "Old man, the emperor is here!"

The old man sat on the throne with a cushion and smiled, "Let the emperor come in!"

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Zhu Yunqi stepped into the hall. Today he was wearing a dark red, five-clawed dragon round neck dress, a black gauze crown on his head, and a warm jade belt around his waist.

When he came in, a beam of sunlight fell from the caisson and hit him. He looked even more tall and vigorous.

The thin and naughty grandson had grown into a man, with more burly shoulders and a faint beard on his lips that represented the majesty of a man. His whole body was like a sword that was unsheathed, full of sharpness.

The young emperor, facing the morning light.

The old emperor, looking at the morning light.

In an instant, the old man seemed a little stunned.

Because the emperor in front of him overlaps with the softest part in his memory.

The young emperor in front of him was like Zhu Biao, his beloved son, when he was a boy.

"Grandson greets the emperor's wife!" Zhu Yunxiu lifted the hem of the dragon robe, knelt down and kowtowed, "Grandpa Emperor, morning!"

"Get up quickly! Why are our grandfather and grandson doing these things?" the old man laughed, "Aren't we talking about it? We are busy with state affairs, so you don't have to come here every day to kowtow to us." As he said, he said to the person next to him, "Why are you still standing there? Hurry up and move the stool for the emperor."

Zhu Yunxiu sat opposite the old man. Seeing that the old man's face was a little dark, he asked with concern, "Grandpa Emperor, grandson sees that you have a bad face, but you are in a bad state?" As he said that, his eyes turned to Park Bucheng, "How did Grandpa Emperor sleep last night? Have you seen the imperial doctor?"

Before Park Bucheng could speak, the old man smiled and said, "It's okay, this is a cat and dog who are old, and he will be inactive the next day when he sleeps late!" As he said that, he reached out to touch the dragon robe on Zhu Yunxiu's body, "How can you wear this colored clothes? Look at it old-fashioned!"

"The grandson's face is tender, so it's not good to wear those Shaoxing clothes!" Zhu Yunsheng smiled and held the old man's hand, "Grandpa Emperor, it's not that grandson nagging. Grandpa knows that you always have to be strong, but you can't show off your strength in your body!"

"Where is no place to feel uncomfortable, please see the imperial physician, or pass on the old Taoist Xi to the palace. Take a minor illness quickly, and you can't delay it to become a serious illness."

"You are the backbone of your grandson and the Ming Dynasty. Don't you say that you have to live more than ten years, watching Xiao Fuer get married and Liu Jin get married?"

The old man leaned lazily, his big hand was held by his grandson's hand, and his face was full of a peaceful smile.

The sunlight came in quietly, shining on the two of them, and also fell on their two of them, black and white hair.

Park Bucheng felt his nose sore and couldn't help but turn his head away.

Such family matters can be reduced once you see them!

"Don't be stubborn, be obedient!" Zhu Yunxiu seemed to be coaxing a child, "Your body is not only yours!"

"Whose one is not ours?" the old man smiled.

"It's my grandson's, it's six pounds, it's the entire Ming Dynasty!" Zhu Yunxiu shook the old man's palm slightly, "You must be tough and wise!"

"Haha!" The old man laughed comfortably and turned to look at Park Bucheng, "Look, look at our eldest grandson's mouth. People in the Zhu family have never had this clever mouth for several lifetimes. They have been able to speak since they were young and are frightening! You are so stupid that you can coax people. If we don't let you be the emperor, our ancestors will not agree!"

"Look at us, when we were young, the wife was in charge, but when we were old, she still coaxed her children and grandchildren. It looked heartwarming. In fact, this brat just fooled us as an old child." Then the old man slapped his forehead, "Why are we talking about these things? You have no eggs, you can't understand it!"
Chapter completed!