The rain was heavy, and there were ferocious golden snakes dancing in the dark clouds.

Under the might of heaven and earth, the beasts on the eaves of the Forbidden City were overshadowed.

It is said that the emperor is the emperor, but in fact the emperor is just a mortal under the sky.

In Yong'an Palace, the old man was lying on the bamboo chair with tears in his eyes, closing his eyes, and Zhu Yunxiu gently patted his chest with his hands, just like when Queen Ma coaxed him.

The rain was like a curtain, Lan Yu stood under the eaves, looking at the grandfather and grandson in the hall with red eyes.

Beside him, Old Dao Xi put his hands into his sleeves and squatted with a gloomy face.

"Oh!" Lan Yu sighed softly, stretched out his hand and let the rain fall on his palm, and then rubbed his face hard.

Mr. Xi looked at him, "Those grandparents and grandchildren look very pitiful!" As he said that, he also sighed, "The young man was born without a mother, and then his grandmother died again. He had been pretending to be cowardly since he was a child, but his father died before he could become an adult."

"Old, I have to give him three points of face to the hero and hero of the Heavenly King for the rest of my life, but when I grow old, I will lose my wife and son, and I will be alone!"

Lan Yu wiped the water droplets on her face with her sleeves, then squatted down, her tone was very cold, "Hey, can the old emperor still...?"

Mr. Xi knew what he meant. The wrinkles on his face were piled up like mountains, full of sorrow. "How long can he live? It's not medicine or medicine for himself!" As he said that, he suddenly punched the rain curtain falling from the eaves and looked at Lan Yu squintly, "You said, if I can't cure him, will he call someone..."

Speaking of this, he made a neck wiping action.

"Nothing!" Lan Yu thought, "Even a person like me, the emperor has forgiven him. What are you?" As he said, sighing, "Besides, there is also the emperor!"

Mr. Xi shrank his neck, "Hmph! They both have the same temper!" As he said that, he moved to Lan Yu and hit the other party with his shoulders. "I have been thinking about Dao Master these days. Your emperor tied Dao Master to you and refused to leave. Later, he got it to your prince, in order to let Dao Master treat your prince, right?"

Lan Yu's thick fingers drew circles in the accumulated water on the steps, without saying a word.

At this moment, in the rain, a group of eunuchs surrounded two little people and came over from afar.

"Crown Prince, don't run away! It's so rainy!"

Mei Lianxin, the eunuch in the palace, just put the prince's six jin on the steps, but before he could take off his raincoat, six jin had already jumped out.

Maybe he was running in a hurry, and when his short legs crossed the threshold, he tripped his feet and fell on his back with a thump.

"A bunch of dog stuff!"

Park Bucheng was furious in an instant, and he kicked Mei Lianxin down the steps with a heart-warming foot, and then quickly helped him six kilograms.

But he didn't expect Liujin to get up, and his forehead was broken, and Yin Hong's blood was flowing.

But the child ignored it, pursed his lips and wiped it with his sleeve twice, then quickly ran to the old man and grabbed the old man's hand.

"Old ancestor, Liujin is here!"

Liujin looked at the old man, his eyes full of love. Tears as big as beans were rolling in his eyes, but he refused to fall. Then, he put his cheeks under the old man's beard and rubbed gently.

"Old ancestor, your six pounds are here!"

Zhu Yunxiu was beside him, and as he watched the scene, his eyes turned red again.

This child is so naughty that he has no edge, but he is pure in nature and knows how to be filial to his elders.

Those who know how to be filial will not go wrong in the future.

"Father! Father!" Then Xiao Fuer's tender shout came from outside the hall. She wore a cloak and ran over. She also slipped under her feet and fell down directly. But she didn't cry, curled her lips aggrievedly, stood up strongly, ran to the old man and grabbed his other hand.

"Father, why are you sick again? But is it painful in your body?"

The children's voices made the old man slowly open his eyes. He first looked at his daughter's pink little face, and his big hands kept touching the child's pink and jade-carved face, full of tenderness.

"Father!"

The old man spoke with difficulty, "Call Dad!"

"father!"

"Highlight!"

"Dad!" Xiao Fu'er shouted.

"Speak louder!"

"Dad!" Xiao Fu'er tried his best to eat.

"Hey!" The old man nodded, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Dad, Dad!" Xiao Fu'er smiled when she saw the old man laughing, put her head into the old man's arms, and kept arching her.

At this time, the old man turned to look at Liujin, his eyes suddenly surprised.

"Where did the wound on the head come from?" the old man asked.

"I just passed the threshold and looked at the skin trauma!" Zhu Yunxi hurriedly said.

"Old ancestor, please show Liu Jin, it hurts!" Liu Jin began to act coquettishly.

The old man's eyes were full of spoiling, "Where does it hurt if you are injured? But you must remember that you are a man. You can't shout it hurts, do you know?"

"Well, Liu Jin remembers it!" Liu Jin is with the old man all year round, and he can't help but bring a few Fengyang dialects in his tone.

"Remember, men shed blood but not tears!" The old man held Liujin's hand and solemnly instructed.

"But!" Liu Jin suddenly curled his lips, "Liu Jin felt uncomfortable and wanted to cry when he heard that his ancestor was sick!"

Zhu Yunxiu reached out and hugged Liujin, "Liujin, tell your ancestor, let the ancestor recover well and get better soon!"

"Yes, yes, you must get better!" Liujin pushed the old man's shoulder, "You want to hold Liujin and write big words!" As he said, tears fell from his eyes, and he said softly, "The grandson also wants to recite poems for you. The day when the hoeing the wheat is noon, and the sweat drips into the soil. Who has the food on the plate, and every grain is hard!"

"Who knew that every grain of food on the plate was hard to do!" The old man read a few words, his eyes slowly becoming clear, "Farming is hard to do, and farming is hard to do, and he still thinks that I owe rent, and I will reduce the arable land by half acre next year..."

Just as the old man was murmuring, footsteps came from outside.

Zhao Ning'er took the lead, Guo Huifei was half a step behind, and the concubines and women in the harem were all standing under the eaves while wiping their tears.

The old man turned his head to look over there, then looked at Zhu Yunxi, "Why, are we going to die?"

"Nothing!" Zhu Yunxiu said hurriedly, "You are just anxious and just cultivate yourself!"

"What are you doing when you die?" The old man's voice was low, and he looked at Zhu Yunxi again, and smiled, "Actually, even if we die at this time, there is nothing we can't let go. You are already an adult and a bearable emperor."

"Grandpa Emperor, you can't talk nonsense, it's unlucky!"

Zhu Yunxiu felt sad. He was really afraid, he was really afraid that the old man would really have something to do.

The old man's body has aged visible to the naked eye in recent years and has been hit by many blows. He is really afraid...

"The grandson can't afford it, you always have to help your grandson more!" Zhu Yunxiu slowly raised the old man's head and put the pillow on, "Only with you, grandson can have a backbone!"

The old man looked at Zhu Yunxiu with a smile on his face, "I can't stop it if I don't die, I can live if I don't die!" As he said that, he waved his hand, "Go and do whatever you want, don't worry about us!"

"Grandson is with you!"

"The funeral of your third uncle!" the old man said, "You are going to do your third uncle's funeral. Remember, he is your third uncle, you are dear third uncle. You can handle it for him well, and it is so glorious!"
Chapter completed!