The morning sun was falling on Zhu Di's face who came out of the Ganqing Palace.

He raised his head gently, and the dazzling sunlight made him close his eyes slightly.

The northern country in this season is still frozen. And in Jiangnan, it is already spring.

The nose is filled with the fragrance of flowers, and the wind in the ears is gentle and affectionate.

He is actually very familiar with the scenery here, after all, this is the place where he grew up. When he was a child, he and his brothers played hide-and-seek in the towering palace city, hid behind those temples, and secretly watched his father lead his ministers to court.

Time flows slowly, the scenery remains but people have changed.

He is no longer the energetic boy at the time, and the Forbidden City has also been replaced with a new owner.

He sighed softly, looked back at the Ganqing Palace where the ministers lined up, and then walked slowly to the other side.

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There was a eunuch ahead, guiding Zhu Di to walk countless times from childhood to adulthood, and could find the way with his eyes closed.

The Forbidden City is beautiful, but Zhu Di has no intention of nostalgia. His eyes almost didn't look sideways, and his eyes did not stop on the carved beams and painted buildings for a moment. To be precise, it was not that he did not like the Forbidden City, but that he did not like the capital.

Because things that are too beautiful always feel a little fragile in his eyes.

Gradually, Yong'an Palace arrived, and the eunuch leading the way retreated silently.

Zhu Di walked past the threshold of the palace gate and as soon as he entered the yard, he saw the old man busy in the garden.

To be precise, that place used to be a garden, but now it is a flat land.

The old man wearing coarse cloth clothes slowly dialed the hoe in his hand, took out the soil, and then skillfully smashed the dirt with the other end of the hoe.

If it were not in the Forbidden City but in the countryside, the old man in front of him would be an ordinary old farmer.

Gray hair, curved back, messy beard, and still strong but dull arms...

"Father is old!" Zhu Di suddenly said to himself, "It's much older than when I went to Beijing to celebrate my birthday last time!"

He looked quietly without saying a word, but the old man who was working had already spoken first, "Why are you the door god? Haven't you seen your father work? Come over and help!"

"Hey!" Zhu Di came to his senses and rushed over in three or two steps, took the hoe from the old man, and digged it down with a slight slap.

"The hard soil has been broken, if there are grass stems and tree roots inside," the old man stood by, swept away the dust on his body, then casually hugged his arms with his hands and squatted aside.

"Dad, why are you doing this?" Zhu Di was obviously not as skilled as using a knife with a hoe. He looked a little clumsy, far less light than the old man.

"Just farm!" the old man said, "It's a pity that such a large piece of land is empty. We have nothing to do every day, and we are idle. Then plant some melons and beans, and we can eat fresh food in summer." As he said that, he grabbed a piece of soil and threw it directly on Zhu Di's butt, "Why don't you pick out the stone under your feet?"

As he said that, he stood up a little disgusted, "The longer I go back, I can't even plant the land. I know how to use a sword and a gun all day long. In this life, men are trying to use a sword and a gun to avoid being bullied, but living a life is still reliable!"

Zhu Di shook his head and smiled bitterly. He looked up again but saw the old man walking to the gate of the hall, taking the hot pot from the eunuch's hand, and pouring tea with gulp.

He only poured one bowl and placed it at the vent to let the breeze blow.

"What are you doing when you are back from the New Year or the Festival?" the old man asked with his hips on his hips.

"Border military information, Ola tribe..."

"We're going to fight again? Are you going in person?" asked the old man.

"Yes! The emperor just promised, let my son lead the troops!" Zhu Di held back and smiled.

"Who asked you to stop?" The old man was unhappy. "You should do more young and help us regulate this film today." As he said that, he paused, "How many days can you stay?"

"I'll go back to Peiping tomorrow!" Zhu Di clumsyly took a hoe, as if the land under his feet had a grudge against him, and used a lot of strength.

The old man was a little surprised and his eyebrows moved, "So anxious? How many days should I stay?"

"The military situation is like fire. This time I am going to fight in the frontier. There are still some things to do if my son wants to go back. Food and grass, vanguard, the order of each unit's troops, the cooperation of each unit, and the division of the battlefield... I have to worry about my son!" Zhu Di said, picking up another stone and throwing it aside.

The old man looked at him and whispered, "Be careful yourself!"

He has been an old corpse all his life, and he knows that this is a small battle when he hears this.

"Ah? Dad, what did you say?" Zhu Di turned around and didn't hear clearly.

"Let's say you can. In the Ming Dynasty, you are the only one who can lead troops to fight? You are almost fifty people, and you think you are a young man?" The old man glared and said, "When the spring is chilly, the cold and the heat are the most likely to hurt your body. Look at your face, it turns blue!"

"Hehe!" Zhu Di stood there and laughed, "It's okay!"

"I have been showing off since I was a child, as if I had nothing to do without you!" The old man glanced at him again.

"Hehe!" Zhu Di just laughed and didn't say anything.

Then neither of them spoke, and the old man looked at Zhu Di quietly and worked in the field.

"Okay, come and sit down and rest!" After a while, the old man said.

Zhu Di carefully placed the hoe in his hand in the corner of the wall.

At this time, Park Bushen also brought people and brought two bamboo chairs over.

The old man brought the cold tea and delivered it directly to Zhu Di, "Drink it!"

"Dad?" Zhu Di was a little surprised.

"You can tell that you didn't sleep last night, so you can take a sip of tea to refresh yourself." The old man leaned on the bamboo chair, "I know you are impatient, let's let the tea cool first!"

Suddenly, Zhu Di felt a little hot in the corners of his eyes.

The tea remains warm in your hands and the mouth is warm.

It went into my stomach along my throat, and it was bitter first and then the fragrance suddenly appeared.

Zhu Di wanted to say something but felt his chest blocked and he didn't know where to speak.

It took him a long time to look at the old man's side face, "Dad, your body..."

"Just wait for time!" The old man stretched out his arm and smiled, "Why, can't wait to wait for us to hurry up?"

Zhu Di was so panicked that he waved his hand quickly, "But my son didn't mean that."

The old man suddenly grinned and looked at Zhu Di up and down, "You kid used to see us like a mouse and a cat, but now you see us, you really look like a son!"

These words made Zhu Di stunned.

"You are more stable than before!" The old man smiled again, and covered the sun with his eyes closed.

"Son, I'm at this age!" Zhu Di lowered his head, his heart aches.

"A learning from one mistake makes you more wise!" the old man whispered.

Suddenly, Zhu Di felt a little panicked again.

"This is not right!" The old man said to himself, "It should be said that the prodigal son is not too late to turn back!"

"Dad!" Zhu Di really couldn't sit still and stood up sweating profusely.

The old man half opened his eyes and said, "Sit!"

Zhu Di sat down obediently again, looking very cramped. The old man said that the information was too large. Just a few simple words, and everything that had never been pointed out before was pointed out directly. While Zhu Di was palpitations, he was also full of guilt and regret.

"When you were just born, we didn't think about how you will make a fortune in the future. At that time, we thought we could grow up safely!"

"But there is a saying that I and my son are enemies of my previous life, and my son is here to seek revenge!"

"Ha!" said the old man smiled, "I hope you will grow up, and you will be worried when you grow up, and you will still plot against me."

"son....."

Bang! The old man gently slapped Zhu Di's forehead.
Chapter completed!