When Lao Zhu said this, he spoke softly to Lan Yu who was kneeling on the ground.

"You go over first, we will definitely give you an explanation for this matter, and we will never let that child Yunxi suffer any injustice!"

When Lan Yu heard Zhu Yuanzhang's assurance, she stood up happily and went to Zhu Yunxi to tell him the good news.

After Lao Zhu sent away Lan Yu, he immediately sent someone to call Zhao Mian.

Old Zhao was very busy, but when he heard that His Majesty was summoning him, he could only drop the trivial matters at hand and rush over.

"Greetings to Your Majesty!"

"Zhao Mian, let me ask you what the ceremony is about. Didn't we send you the latest instructions yesterday? Why is Zhu Yun still beating the flags?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Mian quickly explained.

"Your Majesty, you sent it too late. I didn't have time to organize the manpower to copy it."

"Therefore, only a few key ceremony officials hold the latest version, while others still have the previously determined version."

"oh!"

When Lao Zhu heard that it was his own procrastination that caused the trouble, he immediately waved his hand towards Zhao Mian.

"In that case, go ahead and make arrangements. Don't forget to say hello to the people below. Don't make any mistakes for us today!"

"Old minister, I obey the order!"

When Zhao Mian returned to the main hall, he glanced around, trying to see which fast-talking guy was spreading the lies. If he found that person, he would be beaten to death.

You can just joke about this kind of thing, maybe someone will die!

On the other side, Lan Yu looked around the hall with a proud face. When she saw her eldest nephew hiding in the corner, she immediately rushed over with a quick stride.

"Nephew, my great-uncle has good news for you. We have won the treatment you deserve!"

After Zhu Yunxi heard this, he immediately felt sleepy and looked at Lan Yu expectantly.

"Uncle, what did you fight for for me?"

"Is it the throne?"

"Is Grandpa Huang finally going to make me king?"

Lan Yu looked at her stupid nephew and really wanted to slap him to death.

Is there any point in fighting over this trivial matter of being crowned king?

As long as he is a descendant of the old Zhu family, he will naturally be crowned king when he reaches his age, and there is no need for him to worry about it!

"What we win for you is much more important than being crowned king!"

"Is it more important than being crowned king?"

Zhu Yunxi looked unbelieving.

"Uncle, you can't win me a grandson, can you?"

"It's not that my nephew looks down on you. You'd better not get involved in this kind of thing, so as not to bring trouble to your family!"

Lan Yu glared at the turtle grandson angrily.

"Your great-uncle has done everything in his life, and it's not your little brat's turn to give him guidance!"

"What we're fighting for for you is throwing the brazier and throwing flags!"

"What?"

Zhu Yunxi was immediately anxious. This old man kept saying that he would strive for this and that, so he would get a brazier for himself and let himself carry the flag!

I'm tired even after walking the twenty-mile mountain road. How can I survive while carrying a flag?

"Uncle, I don't want to do this!"

"Why?"

"This... I'm weak, I'm afraid I can't carry it, right?"

"But it's okay to throw the brazier. I'll give you this face!"

When Lan Yu heard this reason, her brows twisted into a frown.

He risked the possibility of angering the superior to fight for the opportunity to carry the banner, but this grandson would give it up to someone else?

"Yunxi, that thing doesn't weigh much, so it's not tiring at all to carry it!"

Zhu Yunxi was still unwilling and found another excuse for himself.

"Then don't do it... I'm seriously ill. I've forgotten everything from the past. I don't even remember what my father looks like. I really can't cry."

"If you can't even cry while carrying a flag, wouldn't it make people laugh if word spread?"

This was originally Zhu Yunxi's excuse for making nonsense, but Lan Yu really took it seriously after hearing it.

"What you said is indeed a problem. It would be too ugly if you can't cry..."

"Yes, yes!"

"Then your grandson will cry. Just let him carry it and I will follow him!"

Lan Yuquan pretended that he didn't hear what his grandson said and thought about it for a moment.

"Come out with us!"

"what?"

"Grandpa Lan gives you something good!"

Zhu Yunxi's eyes shone when he thought of the golden beans, gold leaves and so on that Lan Yu gave him before.

This grandpa is so arrogant that he must be cured of!

Lan Yu led Zhu Yunxi to a corner where no one was paying attention. Then, under Zhu Yunxi's expectant gaze, he pushed him on his thigh, then raised his calloused hands and slapped someone hard on the butt.

Go down.

Zhu Yunxi suddenly encountered a big disaster and he was completely stupid. What kind of situation is this? How can one old man be worse than the other!

Is this because the old people in Ming Dynasty have become bad, or the bad guys from back then have become old, and they have all gathered in the circle of relatives at home!

Zhu Yunxi couldn't bear it anymore after more than a dozen slaps, and cried "Wow".

When Lan Yu heard the child cry, she slapped him again and let go immediately, then looked at her nephew with pride on her face.

"Look, I'm going to cry!"

"Go ahead, keep this rhythm, cry well, throw well, carry well, and build a good future!"

After hearing this, Zhu Yunxi wanted to die.

"Old Lantou, you...you said this earlier. If I put some ginger juice in my eyes, wouldn't it make me cry?"

When Lan Yu heard what Zhu Yunxi said, she also had a look of sudden realization.

"Oh my, we were in a hurry just now, why did we forget about this!"

Lan Yu rubbed Zhu Yunxi's little head lovingly.

"Our nephew is still smart, he can even think of such a clever way, hehehe..."

"Let's go!"

"Hurry to the main hall, the etiquette officer is waiting for you!"

After Lan Yu said these words, he carried Zhu Yunxi to the main hall, put Zhu Yunxi in front of the king's ceremony officer, and threatened him with cold eyes.

"The higher-ups have said that no one can take away this child's identity as his legitimate son. Mr. Zhao, do you know what to do?"

Zhao Mian, the Minister of Rites, did not dare to offend the King of Hell, so he quickly nodded and agreed.

"Know!"

"I have also received instructions from His Majesty. Naturally, this child is the leader!"

After hearing this, Lan Yu walked out of the hall in high spirits and returned to stand among his own generals.

Several governors from the Fifth Army Governor's Mansion beside him hurriedly joined him when they saw him coming back.

"Dong Guo Liang, what did you just say to His Majesty?"

"Tell us quickly, is there anything difficult?"

"snort!"

"I just did something big. When you see it later, you will all be grateful to me!"

"What's the matter? I'm grateful to you..."

Feng Sheng and Fu Youde, who were standing in front of Lan Yu, also snorted coldly when they heard this.

Fu Youde is cautious and never quarrels with others. But Feng Sheng is different. This guy is only slightly better than Lan Yu.

Seeing Lan Yu standing behind him and boasting, he immediately let out a disdainful "poof".

"Ah bah!"
To be continued...