Daming: Lu's Poison Saint Grandson? Start Twelve Charms

Outside the city of Yingtian, a new tomb was erected.

The setting sun shone obliquely, and Zhu Yunjiang knelt lonely on a grassy field, not far from him, standing a tombstone. The tombstone is engraved: The tomb of the first mother Lü Shou, standing in the Buxiao son Zhu Yunjiang.

Besides, nothing else.

Because his mother was given death and could not be buried in the imperial tomb, he chose to be buried in this Cisse Mountain.

Zhu Yunjiang held a bouquet of white flowers in his hand, and the buds of the flowers were tightly attached to his palm, as if he wanted to pull his palm into a flower. He raised his hand with some trembling, holding the flowers, his eyes filled with anger and grief.

"Mother concubine, rest in peace." Zhu Yunjiao said softly, his voice a little trembling, "From now on, I will endure until I have the opportunity to avenge you." "

His palms trembled, the flowers gently slipped to the ground, and before he could put them away, the next moment, he suddenly knelt in front of her mother's tombstone, crying loudly in a loud voice, "Mother concubine, how can you let me face this world alone?" How can you leave me alone to face this vicious royalty? "

Zhu Yunjiang stood up abruptly, breathing heavily, anger in his eyes, and he looked around fearfully, as if seeking answers. But the earth was still at this time, and no voice answered him.

Soon, he gradually calmed down, his hands stopped shaking, and the wind that brushed his face seemed to comfort the wounds in his heart. He was silent and did not say a word, only a sad and resentful expression written on his face.

The boy stared at the tombstone quietly, his breathing gradually becoming steady, and the anger in his eyes gradually subsided, replaced by a calm that still flowed deeply.

As the sun set, he slowly got up, picked up the flowers again, and bowed deeply to his mother's tombstone.

He turned and descended the hill, and the sun shone on the path, illuminating his steady steps.

Walking up the hillside, he looked out.

Wang Huanlou's boat went down to Yizhou, and King Jinling was sad.

Chihiro's iron lock sank to the bottom of the river, and a drop of stone came out.

The past has been hurt several times in the world, and Yamagata is still in the cold.

Today is the family day of the four seas, so Xiao Xiao Lu Diqiu.

This is a nostalgic poem by the Tang Dynasty poet Liu Yuxi, which is in this Xisai Mountain.

Zhu Yunjiang had heard gentlemen talk about it, but at this moment, he had a different experience in his heart.

Swish!

A man fell in front of him.

Looking at the person coming, he was neither surprised nor afraid, but smiled coldly: "You guys have finally come to me." "

The person who came was a monk, dressed in red cassocks, his face was white and red, and his eyes were open and closed.

"You knew I was going to come to you?" The monk smiled.

"You are looking for my mother and concubine, you just want to control her to control me, if I become the emperor of Daming, and then control the entire Daming." Zhu Yunjiang smiled faintly, "Okay, you can find me directly." "

"Do you know who I am?" The monk asked.

"A monk with such an aura, only the Northern Yuan National Master Ba Siba. You survived the last time and dared to come back? Zhu Yunjiang was calm and calm.

"The poor monk is here to help you." Basiba laughed.

Zhu Yunjiang's eyes flashed fiercely, and suddenly he laughed.

......

Qin Tianjian.

Zhu Yuanzhang came to the stargazing platform.

Zhang Tianshi and Zhang Zhenren were there, and they were sitting opposite each other drinking.

"Your Majesty, you just came, my master replied to me." Zhang Zhenren picked up a letter on the table.

"It's really amazing that your master can still communicate between you in Penglai, where you don't even know where you are." Zhu Yuanzhang was speechless.

He reached out and took the letter, and his face suddenly paled.

Zhang Sanfeng and Zhang Tianshi continued to drink very calmly.

Zhu Yuanzhang hurriedly finished reading it, and his eyes were shocked.

"The silver needle in Xiong Ying's brain was penetrated by that dragon elephant king? The purpose is to block the qi luck in his body? Zhu Yuanzhang was horrified, "They poisoned Xiong Ying to take away the majestic luck in his body? "

"If it weren't for my master Fire Dragon Zhenren, Zhu Xiongying would have been taken away in Fengyang." Zhang Sanfeng said in a deep voice.

That letter describes.

In the fifteenth year of Hongwu, the Fire Dragon Zhenren, who was far away in Penglai, received an order from the island owner to go to the Central Plains to save Zhu Xiongying, the eldest grandson of the Daming Emperor.

Because the lord of their island deduced qi luck, they found that Zhu Xiongying had great luck and surpassed all the emperors in this world.

Further deduction, it was found that Zhu Xiongying's life was in danger.

So, the Fire Dragon Real Man was sent to the rescue.

When the fire dragon real person arrived in Fengyang, he happened to meet the dragon and elephant mage to strike at Zhu Xiongying, and a silver needle was sealed into Zhu Xiongying's mind.

That dragon and elephant mage is very powerful.

He was the first national teacher of Mongolia, at that time it was still the late Song Dynasty.

The dragon and elephant mage helped Kublai Khan seize the world, and has been cultivating in the palace since then.

His cultivation has continued to improve, and he has always maintained the appearance of his youth.

At that time, the Fire Dragon Real Man and the Dragon Elephant Mage had a vicious fight and prevented the Dragon Elephant Mage from taking Zhu Xiongying.

The fire dragon real person has been tracking the dragon and elephant mage, and when he passed Wudang Mountain, he told Zhang Sanfeng to go to Yingtian to rescue Zhu Xiongying, and he himself has been chasing the dragon and elephant mage, chasing the grassland, so he did not dare to continue chasing.

He felt that in Mobei, there were more powerful masters.

The latter matter, Zhu Yuanzhang already knows.

Zhang Sanfeng came to the capital, took Zhu Xiongying who jumped out of the coffin, and handed it over to the gang leader at that time.

"The master said in the letter that they Penglai later deduced it again, and found that Zhu Xiongying's qi luck skyrocketed again." Zhang Sanfeng spread his hands, "This product not only affects the luck of the world, but also affects the luck of Penglai, in short, those immortals in Penglai are all alarmed." "

"Good thing, you won't have a chance to go to Penglai at this time." Zhu Yuanzhang laughed.

"You're proud." Zhang Sanfeng was not angry.

"No, let's not be proud, or think of going to the silver needle in my eldest grandson's brain first, help him recover his memory, we have to recognize each other." Zhu Yuanzhang said seriously.

Zhang Sanfeng listened, raised his glass to Zhang Tianshi, and continued to drink, ignoring Zhu Yuanzhang.

......

The moonlight is like water, falling in the East Palace.

Zhu Yunjiang was alone in the garden, and the moonlight fell on his body, illuminating his deep face. He held himself in his hands, his eyes confused, as if he had lost himself in his memories.

He stared at the moon in the night sky, lost in his mother's memories. Memories are like spider webs, binding him and unable to extricate himself.

Zhu Biao returned from the Fengtian Hall and looked at Zhu Yunjiang standing there.

His heart was filled with sorrow. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

Yun Jiong did nothing wrong, but he bore the pain of losing his mother.

He must be sad by now.

Learned, ruthless me this father?

"Yoon." Zhu Biao shouted and walked in front of Zhu Yunjiang, "Buried your mother?" "

"Yes, Father." Zhu Yunjiang nodded, his face as calm as water.

"Where? I'll burn incense another day. Zhu Biao said softly.

"In Cisse Hill." Zhu Yunjiang bowed, "Father, you still remember your mother." "

"After all, it's a couple for decades." Zhu Biao sighed lightly.

"Mother went the wrong way, everyone can hate her, but I can't." Zhu Yunjiang said in a deep voice, "Because she is all for me." "

"Yun Jiao, starting tomorrow, you follow me to the Fengtian Hall and continue to practice politics." Zhu Biao said.

"Yes, Father." Zhu Yunjiang bowed.

Zhu Biao looked at his son in front of him and felt that he had changed, and the whole person was very calm and calm.

Perhaps, his mother's death made him grow up overnight.

"Yun Jiao, you have to work hard and live your life well, your mother will be happy in the spirit of heaven." Zhu Biao said.

"I will, and I won't disappoint you, father." Zhu Yunjiang's face was respectful.

Zhu Biao bowed his head slightly.

The father and son seem to be very harmonious, but there is a layer of separation.

Zhu Biao turned around and went to the study.

Zhu Yunjiao looked at his back, his face gradually became cold, and there was only hatred in his eyes.

......

Xiangkai Forbidden Purple. People from the dragon light.

The morning sunlight shines through the gaps in the palace walls and falls on the roofs and pavilions of the palace, appearing particularly bright and gentle. The palace's architecture is magnificent, with majestic pavilions and beautifully carved frescoes bearing the imprint of history.

On the royal road that had already been lined up, officials marched forward in a neat formation. The elders have a calm pace and rich experience, while the younger generation is full of spirit and spirit, and this small group of talents shows the strength of the dynasty.

The clouds in the sky are as white as marshmallows, suspended above the ancient royal palace, as if guarding this solemn and mysterious world. The entire palace is huge in size and exudes a sense of pride.

Emperor Hongwu still did not come to the early dynasty, and it was the crown prince Zhu Biao who presided over the imperial government.

Daming has flourished in recent years, and the whole court is also a new atmosphere.

The ministers actually preferred the prince's prison country in their hearts, because the prince was benevolent.

Hong Wuye sat in the dynasty, and they went up to follow the tomb.

Every time I go up, I have to pray at home, because I don't know if I will come back.

Now, that's a lot easier.

Although Lord Shoufu is very strict with the assessment of officials, it is better than not dying, and passing the assessment and rising is also fast, all relying on talent.

"Hello Shousuke-sama!"

"Shousuke-sama is great!"

"Shousuke-sama hard!"

Zhu Ying walked over, and the surroundings were full of cheers.

He waved and smiled and walked past to the front row.

The music sounded, and the morning dynasty began.

After the early dynasty, Zhu Ying went to the Fengtian Hall to discuss today's important matters with the crown prince Zhu Biao.

When he arrived at the Fengtian Temple, Zhu Biao, who was watching, was sitting on the threshold and was nibbling on baked cakes.

The mouth is still singing:

After eating the steamed bun baked cake, after eating the baked cake, go to the imperial court.

Oh yo, upper court, upper court.

The imperial court held a large baked cake.

Eat it, drink it, and come out after eating the sun.

Come out, the sun will be warm when it comes out!

"How many of you Zhu family masters, why do you like to sing this song?" Zhu Ying has a black line.

At that time, when Zhu Di was in charge of the country, he also sat on the threshold and sang while nibbling on baked cakes.

Zhu Biao smiled: "This is what our father taught us to sing, back then, he just couldn't even eat a baked cake." He wants us to remember the suffering of the common people. "

Zhu Ying smiled.

This Zhu Yuanzhang came from a poor background and had the people in his heart, which is not comparable to any emperor.

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