"Your Majesty is saying!"

Jiang Yan looked at Zhu Yuanzhang who was excited in front of him and said.

Zhu Yuanzhang worked hard all his life and made great contributions, but there are only a handful of people in the world who can understand him. Since Empress Ma's death, Zhu Yuanzhang's feelings have no one to express! However, he did not expect that Zhu Ye's words today would hit Zhu Yuanzhang's heart!

"This is why the Buddha couldn't bear to be alone and lonely, so that our grandson lost it back! God treats us well!"

Zhu Yuanzhang endured the excitement, but his eyes turned red as he spoke.

Looking back at the courtyard behind him, Zhu Yuanzhang felt mixed feelings. Although he was reluctant to leave, he turned around and left.

Taking Jiang Yan back to the palace, Zhu Yuanzhang was still thinking about Zhu Ye in the yard.

Thinking of how many years he was not with Zhu Ye, I don’t know how much suffering this child has suffered to grow up like this today.

Zhu Yuanzhang was both irritable and sad when he thought that he knew it was his grandson but could not take him into the palace.

"Girl! Our grandson, our eldest grandson! He is not dead!"

"God has mercy on us and let us find our grandson! But we can't take him back! I don't know how much hardship the child has suffered!"

Zhu Yuanzhang was in the empty bedroom, looking at the relics of Empress Ma who often accompanied him, and was already in tears.

Only at this time can he release his emotions in places where no one can see them.

No one would have thought of the iron-bone man who had been killing all his life, and his eyes were red due to grief and fragility.

Putting aside the identity of Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang, he is just a widowed man who is old and has just lost his beloved son.

"We're sorry to our grandson, sorry to Biao'er!"

"That child was buried by our life! If our grandson hadn't been lucky enough to climb out of the tomb by himself, we would never have seen our grandson again!"

Zhu Yuanzhang gently stroked the string of Buddhist beads that Queen Ma often used during his lifetime, calmed down his emotions and said softly.

"But don't worry, we will definitely take him back as soon as possible, and wait until we stabilize everything and clear all the obstacles that prevent our Sun from returning to the palace!"

"We want to bring our grandson back to the palace in a prosperous and glorious way! We want to give him the best things in the world!"

Speaking of this, the light in Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes burst out, and the momentum of the incumbent person spread.

"His Majesty!"

Zhu Yuanzhang's close eunuch Huang Gouer, holding the cold sweat on his palm, walked into the house gently, fearing that his arrival would annoy the people inside the house.

"What's the matter!"

Zhu Yuanzhang took a deep breath, closed his eyes and opened it again, and the emotions in his eyes faded away, leaving only perseverance and calmness.

He naturally knew that at this time, if nothing happened, the yellow dog would not enter the bedroom to disturb him!

"Zhong...Liu Sanwu, the son of the Secretariat, asked for a meeting!"

Huang Gouer said softly, and he even felt his knees trembling.

He didn't want to help Liu Sanwu, but scholars were just stubborn and didn't listen to them no matter how much they said.

He also threatened that if Zhu Yuanzhang didn't see him, he would kneel to death in front of the palace gate.

Huang Gou'er had no choice but to help Liu Sanwu pass it on.

"This old man is immortal! Didn't we say hello?"

Zhu Yuanzhang also knew Liu Sanwu's character. He was a scholar and never gave up until he achieved his goal.

"Mr. Liu, he knelt outside the palace gate and asked for a meeting... I have persuaded him, but Mr. Liu..."

Huang Gouer was afraid that Zhu Yuanzhang would be angry and had to take action on himself first, but he did not dare to say everything.

"Forget it! Let him come in!"

Zhu Yuanzhang was suffering, after all, he knew Liu Sanwu's stubborn temper and said the same thing!

If I didn’t see him, according to Liu Sanwu’s temper, I really don’t know what I could do!

Now Zhu Yuanzhang thought about his bold words that he would never kill the swearing officer, and he really wanted to bite his tongue.

Not long after, an old master was taken to Zhu Yuanzhang by a yellow dog.

"I am Liu Sanwu, the secretary of the Secretariat, please see Your Majesty!"

Liu Sanwu knelt down and bowed his head.

"If you have any farts, please let it go!"

Zhu Yuanzhang frowned.

Liu Sanwu felt very distressed when he heard Zhu Yuanzhang's tone.

He could only say with a tough bullet:

"Your Majesty, I am here to ask about the crown prince. I wonder if your highness already has a candidate in your heart. Please let Your Majesty make it clear! To calm the hearts of all the ministers! To calm the hearts of the people in the world!"

When Huang Gouer heard this, she saw that Zhu Yuanzhang's face was not good, so she carefully pushed her back a few steps back, and her head could shrink as much as she could in her neck. She was afraid that Liu Sanwu's words would offend Zhu Yuanzhang, so she was taken out by Zhu Yuanzhang.

"Good you, Liu Sanwu! Ensure the hearts of the ministers! Ensure the hearts of the people! The words are perfect! Who should we make the crown prince? Do you need to worry about us?"

"Our son just left! You have been forcing us to become a crown prince frequently! What is your intention!"

Zhu Yuanzhang was so angry that his cup was smashed into pieces!

"Your Majesty! The prince has passed away! I am also heartbroken!"

"But the prince has gone. The court is unstable now and people are in panic! I just hope that Your Majesty will consider the country and the country, and will establish a crown prince as soon as possible, and stabilize the hearts of the court!"

Liu Sanwu knelt on the ground and spoke loudly.

"Appoint a throne! You think the matter of establishing a throne is as simple as your words!"

"We want to establish a new country! Tell me, who should we establish as a culprit! Who can carry the country and country of the Ming Dynasty! Tell me!"

Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes widened, and his whole body exuded a sense of intimidation.

Liu Sanwu felt the murderous intent in the hall, and it would be fake to say that he was not timid! But if he said the wrong thing, even if he knew that Zhu Yuanzhang would not kill the censor, he would not be able to escape the crime of living.

"The prince died of illness, so he naturally had to make his son the crown prince! The son under his knees established his father's position and became the king of the Great Ming Dynasty!"

The cold sweat on Liu Sanwu's head never stopped. How could he, a scholar, bear the anger of a superior like Zhu Yuanzhang?

"Old guy! You are playing tricks on us!"

Zhu Yuanzhang snorted coldly: "We don't see you, you threaten us! When we see you, you are here to tell us useless words!"

"Do you think we really don't dare to touch the ball on your neck, do you?"

"Today, you still have to tell us! Who is the son of the prince's knee in the eyes of your Zhongshu Sishu clan Liu Sanwu!"
Chapter completed!