Ming Dynasty Zhu Di: I just put on the dragon robe, and my father is here

Chapter 116 The Hongwu Emperor in his twilight years, the white-haired man gave the black-haired man a gift
Zhu Yuanzhang's face turned dark when he heard Zhu Jianshen's words.

The corner of his mouth twitched, and then he grabbed the portrait with one hand.

He seemed to want to say a few more words, but when he saw himself in the portrait, he was instantly speechless.

This made him speechless.

"unlucky!"

Zhu Yuanzhang was so angry that he gritted his teeth.

Zhu Yuanzhang in the portrait is too ugly.

This is simply not who he is.

He looked at Zhu Jianshen again.

"Are you really Grandpa Taizu?" Xiao Zhu asked deeply.

"Of course it's true. Do you think we're lying?"

"And if you open your eyes wide and take a look, is this portrait of us?"

Zhu Yuanzhang's face turned ugly as he spoke word by word.

Zhu Jianshen looked at Zhu Yuanzhang in the portrait with tacit understanding, and then at Zhu Yuanzhang in front of him.

The Zhu Yuanzhang at this moment is completely different.

Zhu Yuanzhang who appeared in front of Zhu Jianshen gave people a amiable feeling, and he was not as ugly as in the picture, let alone as scary as in the picture.

So Zhu Jianshen shook his head.

"You see, we are not that ugly."

Zhu Yuanzhang said.

"Grandpa Taizu, you are not dead. Are you still alive?"

Zhu Jianshen said: "Are the rumors in the palace true? That the twelfth great grandfather really has such extraordinary abilities? Are you really from the Hongwu Dynasty?"

Zhu Jianshen asked, obviously he already knew the reason for the matter.

"Of course this is true, is it still false?"

A faint voice suddenly came from outside.

When this voice came, Zhu Jianshen was also slightly startled.

He looked over and soon saw a young man walking over from outside.

When this young man came over, he was wearing a white robe, his eyes flickered, and he walked over step by step.

The boy, although he is very young, has deep eyes, and he is Zhu Bai!

When he saw this Zhu Bai, Zhu Jianshen's eyes lit up.

"I've met the Twelve Great Grandpa," Zhu Jianshen said.

"Okay, we are all our own people, no need to be so polite." Zhu Bai just smiled slightly.

And at this time, he also looked at a portrait in Zhu Yuanzhang's hand.

"Dad, what are you doing sneaking around? What are you holding in your hand?" Zhu Bai asked curiously.

"You brat, don't laugh at us in front of us." Lao Zhu felt bad.

But Zhu Bai didn't have any fear.

I saw him walking over step by step and grabbing the painting with one hand.

He just looked at it silently, and soon the corners of his mouth twitched crazily.

"You brat, don't show it to us. Put it down quickly. Put it down quickly." Zhu Yuanzhang looked embarrassed.

This portrait is so ugly that it is not his great ancestor, Emperor Gao, at all.

I don’t know which bastard drew it.

It's best not to let him know who it is, otherwise, his skin will definitely be peeled off.

"That's not possible. I want to take a closer look. I want to see who painted this portrait of my father." Zhu Bai began to look at it with interest.

If he looked at Zhu Jianshen.

"What do you think of this portrait?" Zhu Bai said happily.

Zhu Jianshen blinked.

Seeing the look in Grandpa Twelve's eyes, he no longer had any hesitation.

"The painting is a bit scary."

"This is far from the real person. Grandpa Taizu, he is not that ugly."

Zhu Yuanzhang said: "Of course, we have never been ugly."

He snatched the portrait from Zhu Bai's hand.

He gritted his teeth angrily and tore up the painting.

"It seems that we need to investigate carefully and find out who painted this portrait."

Zhu Yuanzhang said viciously: "If we know who painted this portrait, we will destroy all nine of his tribes."

Zhu Jianshen was so frightened that he hid behind Zhu Bai.

"Grandpa Taizu looks so fierce like this, even scarier than the one in the portrait." Zhu Jianshen said cautiously.

He stretched out his head and looked at Zhu Yuanzhang secretly.

Zhu Yuanzhang: "???"

"I said, Dad, please stop doing this, you are scaring the child." Zhu Bai rolled his eyes at his father.

Zhu Yuanzhang also looked embarrassed. He only knew that he had lost his composure in front of his juniors.

He looked at Zhu Jianshen again and showed a grandfatherly smile.

Zhu Jianshen: "..."

"Come to your Grandpa Grandpa, let your Grandpa Grandpa take a good look at you."

Zhu Yuanzhang said with a smile, and he looked at Zhu Jianshen like this.

Zhu Jianshen was so frightened that he secretly hid behind Zhu Bai, and he was as scared as he was now.

He had never been as scared as he was today, because he felt that this great grandfather seemed even scarier than in the portrait.

Zhu Yuanzhang's face twitched slightly.

He soon smiled and looked at his grandson.

Although he is a great grandson,
They are also his descendants, Zhu Chongba's descendants.

"Our great-grandson, you don't need to be so afraid, we won't do anything to you." Zhu Yuanzhang said with a smile.

Zhu Jian took a deep breath.

I saw him kneeling on the ground, kowtowing heavily.

"I've met Grandpa Taizu."

Zhu Jianshen spoke.

"Don't call me Grandpa Taizu. I don't like this title. If it doesn't work, just call me Grandpa Hongwu."

Zhu Yuanzhang said with a smile, although this man is Zhu Qizhen's son, this boy's courage is not comparable to that of his father.

This also made Zhu Yuanzhang feel strange. If this boy is well cultivated, he will definitely become an emperor in the future.Even if he can no longer be emperor in this era, it would be different if he were in other time and space.

So he couldn't help but smile slightly, with a smile on his face.

"Okay, Grandpa Hongwu."

Zhu Jianshen also smiled slightly.

People as old as Zhu Yuanzhang like children like this the most.

Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't help but sigh.

No wonder he was fooled around by Zhu Yunwen in his later years.

It's because people of his age just like to have their grandchildren by their side.

In Lao Zhu's later years, it was because Zhu Yunwen was his grandson and Zhu Biao's son.

He only cares about his advantages but ignores his shortcomings.

Zhu Yunwen had the most shortcomings, but Zhu Yuanzhang ignored this.

The greatest advantage of Zhu Yunwen is that he is his father's son.

If we look at it now, it would be a fight.

If Zhu Yunwen was not Zhu Biao's son, then Zhu Yuanzhang would not look at him, and Zhu Yunwen's shortcomings would become even bigger.

Love the house and the bird is the best description for Lao Zhu.

However, this kind of love for the house and the bird harmed the Ming Dynasty.

Zhu Yuanzhang smiled and looked at this boy.

"You are very good, much better than your father."

"Although your father has passed away, remember that you are still alive. You must let the world prove that you are a descendant of our Zhu family and are no worse than anyone else."

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at this boy.

Zhu Jianshen held his hands tightly.

"Grandpa Hongwu, don't worry, I understand what you mean."

Zhu Yuanzhang said: "Stay here well, your second uncle is still very good to you."

"Although your father is gone, your second uncle is still taking care of you. When we come back next time, if your second uncle bullies you, you can tell us."

Zhu Jianshen said: "I understand, Grandpa Hongwu."

"Good boy."

Zhu Yuanzhang laughed.

He looked at the Taizu's temple name and felt strange.

But no matter what, in this time and space, he is indeed dead and cannot still be alive.

If it weren't for Zhu Bai, he would not have come to this dynasty.

"Now that so many years have passed, we really want to know who painted this ugly portrait of mine?"

Zhu Yuanzhang was sure that this portrait was already popular in the Jianwen Dynasty.

This made Zhu Yuanzhang feel bad.

His face turned dark with anger.

"Dad, don't be angry. In fact, you asked the painters to paint this portrait."

When Zhu Yuanzhang was indignant, Zhu Bai couldn't stand it anymore and saw him speaking slowly.

Zhu Yuanzhang's face changed.

"You brat, don't lie to us, I've told you, why would we let the painter paint such a painting?" Zhu Yuanzhang said angrily.

Zhu Jianshen said: "That's Grandpa Hongwu. How majestic he is. The appearance in this portrait is too terrifying."

He looked at the portrait that Lao Zhu had torn off again.

Although the portrait had been torn to pieces, the terrifying face was still lingering in Zhu Jianshen's mind.

So he was a little scared and really panicked.

Zhu Bai said: "Dad, what I said is true. This portrait was indeed painted by you. It was the portrait the artist painted for you in your later years. You admitted it at the beginning."

Zhu Yuanzhang didn't believe it anymore: "That's nonsense. We have eyes. How could we let the painter draw such a portrait?"

Zhu Bai said: "Dad, don't be too happy too early. When the painter painted your portrait, you were already blind."

Zhu Yuanzhang: "???"

Lao Zhu was confused and didn't understand what his son meant by his words.

"You brat, tell us clearly, what do you mean?"

Zhu Yuanzhang frowned.

If he was blind, he really wouldn't know how the portrait depicts him.

"Okay, I can't explain these two sentences clearly. I'll take you to see it and you will know."

Zhu Bai sighed slightly.

Zhu Bai also understood. If his father didn't see clearly, he would probably keep chattering.

I saw him waving his hand,
An incredible scene happened, and a picture appeared in front of them.

Zhu Yuanzhang was not surprised because he had already seen Zhu Bai's ability.

Instead, it was Zhu Jianshen who opened his mouth and looked at this scene in shock.

"That's too great."

"Grandpa Twelve, is this what you are capable of?"

Zhu Jianshen said in shock.

Zhu Bai smiled and said: "Of course it's my ability."

While they were talking, a temple suddenly appeared on the screen.

This is not the point. The point is the two people walking outside the temple.

One is an old man with white hair, and there is a little girl of six or seven years old.

"Why does this old man look so familiar?"

Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly asked.

Zhu Bai: "Dad, don't say any more. This old man is you. At this time, you are almost over 70 years old."

Zhu Yuanzhang was shocked.

He looked at the old man in the picture in disbelief, feeling desolate in his heart.

Zhu Yuanzhang said: "If this is the case, doesn't it mean that both our Biao'er and the girl are already dead at this time?"

Zhu Yuanzhang's heart also skipped a beat.

The most unpleasant feeling is for a white-haired person to give a black-haired person a gift.

When Zhu Xiongying died, Zhu Yuanzhang felt it deeply.

If Zhu Bai hadn't rescued Zhu Xiongying in time, who knows what kind of blow Zhu Yuanzhang would have suffered...

(End of this chapter)