Daming: Depriving Zhu Yunqi of luck at the beginning

Zheng He followed and said:

"Your Highness, please don't be too hasty, lest you hurt yourself!"

Zhu Xiongying took a deep breath.

What Zheng He said is correct, let’s put it another way:

The system previously speculated that Zhu Yuanzhang was in critical condition after April...

Now that I am sick, I can find a cure in advance.

He collected himself and asked Zheng He:

"Because I feel bad, I hurried to see the situation... There is still a way to go, please tell me in detail."

"Yes, Your Highness." Zheng He thought for a while, but he really didn't see anything of practical significance. Suddenly, he felt ashamed, and lowered his head, saying: "My little one saw a thunderbolt passing in the sky, and the thunder alarmed Your Majesty. His Majesty left the Hall of Martial Heroes, and then fell into a coma..."

"..."

Zhu Xiongying was silent.

You know, during this period of time, he has worked hard to prevent the "Zhu Yuanzhang's illness" incident from happening.

But no matter what I do, it seems to be in vain.

Actually.

A terrible conjecture had already appeared in the depths of his consciousness, but he didn't want to mention it.

And this conjecture is the real reason for his recent mental distress!

Now, after hearing what Zheng He said, Zhu Xiongying has no choice but to face up to this conjecture.

"Grandfather's illness... Could it really be fate?"

The so-called fate refers to a fate that is destined to happen and cannot be avoided.

……

Hall of Martial Arts.

Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes were slightly opened, and his consciousness had come to life. In his blurred vision, he could see the outline of Zhu Xiongying.

He stretched out his hand and said, "Xiongying, good grandson."

"Grandpa Emperor."

Zhu Xiongying held the old man's hand with a solemn expression.

"How are you feeling now?"

"..." Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't breathe well, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

Thinking about how strong Lao Zhu was all his life, he is so weak now, it is really unacceptable!

Seeing that he was silent, Zhu Xiongying asked Zheng He:

"In the palace... How many people know about this now?"

Zheng He replied: "The palace servants on duty in the Hall of Martial Arts, the two imperial physicians, and me and Eunuch Huang."

"You can let Grandma Huang know that she is the only one who can take care of Grandpa at this time."

Zheng He said: "Yes, I'll go and inform you, little one."

Zhu Xiongying exhorted again:

"Don't let unnecessary people know, so as not to affect the innocent."

Zheng He understood Zhu Xiongying's meaning in his heart, and after answering, he left.

Zhu Xiongying asked the imperial physician:

"Doctor, have you found out what the disease is?"

The imperial physician frowned, clenched his hands nervously, held back for a long time, and said a word:

"Your Majesty's illness... is a suspicious disease that I have never seen before."

Zhu Xiongying sighed. In fact, he knew the result a long time ago. The reason why he asked was just for hope.

At this moment, Zhu Xiongying didn't know what to do.

Fatalism...has completely taken over his mind.

His emotions have fallen to the lowest point.

At this moment, a sharp sword energy rushed into the Hall of Martial Heroes.

"Huh..." Mr. Zhong rushed in sweating profusely. "Is the old man late?"

Zhu Xiongying stood up and said, "Old Zhong...do you know what happened?"

"When the thunder rang before, I knew something was going to happen, but I didn't expect that the victim was actually the emperor... Now it's troublesome..." Mr. Zhong explained: "Xiongying, what happened just now, why did you Want to pull out that magic sword?"

"Me?" Zhu Xiongying was startled. Hearing what Mr. Zhong said, it seemed that he knew the clue!

He hurriedly explained: "I didn't draw the sword, please tell Mr. Zhong carefully!"

"It's not you..." Mr. Zhong patted the back of his head, looking puzzled, and said, "Who else in this palace can be inspired by that magic sword?"

He explained: "The thunder just now is unusual, it has the same aura as that of the magic sword, but the aura on the thunder is more majestic and powerful, very aggressive, I thought it was you fighting in the palace... ..."

"In short..." Mr. Zhong approached Zhu Yuanzhang, put his hand on Zhu Yuanzhang's dantian, and nodded affirmatively after a while: "At this time, the emperor's dantian has evil invasion, which is exactly what I felt just now..."

"It can't be wrong, the sword must have triggered the evil spirit, and then the evil spirit invaded the emperor, causing him to appear in a state."

After Mr. Zhong finished speaking, the imperial physician at the side was confused and said:

"Senior, what is the evil you are talking about?"

"The unnatural evil spirit..." Elder Zhong sighed and said, "From what I see, that evil spirit is the energy left by a certain power."

Zhu Xiongying shook his head, such ambiguous words, it is better to just say that there is no way to explain them.

Anyway, Zhu Xiongying knew that he had fighting spirit again.

As long as it is not fate, then everything can be changed.

"Grandpa Huang, my grandson is going to find something to help you recover, and I will never let you have trouble!"

Zhu Yuanzhang nodded with difficulty, it turned out that he was also secretly listening...

Zhu Xiongying secretly said: "We must change something as much as possible while Grandpa Huang is still awake..."

"The clue now is what Elder Zhong said, that magic sword..."

Zhu Xiongying knows that the magic sword is not useful for anyone who pulls it out, it will choose the target by itself.

"Old Zhong, what do you mean by the magic sword's inspiration you just said?"

Elder Zhong said: "Before choosing the master of the Demon Sword, it will first observe its swordsmanship. If the swordsmanship is good enough, it will have a sense of connection with the weapon and the heart, so it will receive inspiration."

"Then I understand..." Zhu Xiongying nodded. "In other words, the person who pulled out the magic sword just now is a master of swordsmanship."

"Yes, there is such a person."

"Yes..." Zhu Xiongying's eyes flashed with confusion, then turned cold, and said, "This person has just arrived in the palace, I think it must be him...Mr. Zhong, you should remember..."

"Nine years ago, we helped a man named Lan Lin."

Mr. Zhong recalled it for a while, nodded affirmatively, and said, "With his aptitude, it is indeed possible to become a master of swordsmanship in the past nine years. Let's go, first investigate the magic sword, and then settle the score with him."

Without saying a word, the two of them flashed their figures and rushed at full speed.

In less than a stick of incense, he ran from Wuying Hall to Chunhe Hall.

A group of guards didn't even notice these two people, and they had already arrived beside Wu Zai.

Zhong Lao was the first to take down the thousand-year-old sword hanging from the Wuzhi, and pulled out the blade.

This time, the thousand-year-old sword was unusually quiet.

Elder Zhong sighed and said, "It seems that the evil energy in the sword has been completely transferred..."

Without saying a word, Zhu Xiongying walked towards the guards outside the Hall of Chunhe.

I saw Lan Lin standing at the door, and beside him was Lan Shuijun.

Chapter 300 The Person Who Doesn't Want to Leave

It turned out that Lord Lan Shui was flustered when he saw Zhu Xiongying's serious appearance. After drying his tears, he went outside the Chunhe Palace and talked to Lan Lin, preparing to leave.

But when Lan Lin saw that Lan Shuijun was in a depressed mood with tears in his eyes, he naturally felt that Zhu Xiongying had neglected her, so he tried to comfort his sister.

After some conversation, Mr. Lanshui's mood improved a lot.

However, Zhu Xiongying walked towards the two of them with a sinking face.

He thought to himself: "Mr. Lanshui... I'm sorry!"

At this moment, no one can stop him from interrogating Lan Lin!

Terrible pressure pressed towards the guards...

All the guards lowered their heads in fear, but Lan Lin was an exception.

Seeing Zhu Xiongying approaching menacingly, he stood in front of Lord Lanshui and said, "Sister, don't be afraid..."

Then he cupped his hands towards Zhu Xiongying and said, "His Royal Highness, what are your orders?"

Zhu Xiongying was furious in his heart.

What are your orders?

"Lan Lin, have you ever touched the sword on my Wuzhi?"

"..." Lan Lin was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "I have moved... but I have never damaged your sword. Does the emperor want to blame me?"

"Ignorant!" Zhu Xiongying said angrily, "Your words... do you know how to be superior?!"

I saw an angry look on Lan Lin's face, as if he was about to choke.

But Lan Shuijun's face was already pale, he pulled Lan Lin, stepped forward and said: "Zhu... Your Highness, my brother just came to the palace and doesn't understand the rules, please forgive him this time?"

Lan Lin snorted coldly, and said to himself, "For my sister's sake, I won't argue with you!"

Zhu Xiongying secretly sighed, thinking that this palace is really not the place where Lord Lan Shui and Lan Lin should come.

They simply don't know how cruel the rules in the palace are.

Zhu Xiongying didn't want to waste his words with them.

No matter what Lord Lan Shui thought, he just ignored her and said coldly, "Where is the commander of the guards?"

The other guards were no better than Lan Lin, who were already trembling with fright.

The commander of the guards was read, and quickly knelt down and said, "His Royal Highness, the little ones don't know about this matter, it's all done by Lan Lin himself!"

Zhu Xiongying said: "Get up and tell Lan Lin how to deal with him according to the law of the palace."

"Yes!" The commander of the guard stood up and shouted at Lan Lin: "Lan Lin, you left your post privately, and you were driven out of the palace according to the law with thirty sticks. If you touch the royal property privately, you will be punished for the crime of theft, and you should be sentenced to more than three years in prison." The penalty; contradicting His Highness is trespassing and should be punished by death!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of guards rushed up and surrounded Lan Lin layer by layer!

"You... you guys!" Lan Lin gritted his teeth and said, "Indiscriminate, bullying others, I..."

"Slap!" There was a sharp slap on the face.

It turned out that Lord Lan Shui slapped him hard.

At this time, Lan Shuijun was trembling all over, staring at Lan Lin, gritted his teeth and said, "You are enough, do you want to kill our family? Kneel down and admit your mistake to Your Highness!"

Lan Lin covered his face in disbelief, looking at Lord Lan Shui.

His eyes seemed to be questioning Mr. Lan Shui, why didn't he stand by his brother?

However, Lord Lan Shui did this for his own benefit. You must know that Lan Lin is absolutely determined not to be able to gain a chance in the palace, unless Zhu Xiongying relents...

At this juncture, Lord Lan Shui was much calmer and stronger than Lan Lin.

"Kneel down!" she emphasized again.

Lan Lin looked at her unwillingly, but still knelt on the ground. Immediately afterwards, a group of guards pinned her down with knives.

Zhu Xiongying looked at Lan Lin with no sign of remorse in his eyes, and thought to himself that this person must not be forgiven lightly, so he said: "Suppress it, and deal with it according to the law..."