Daming: Grandpa Emperor, please get up and sit on my throne!

at the same time.

In the backyard of this medium-sized three-story house, a group of graceful and beautiful singers and dancers, wearing robes, have come out of their rooms and ran into the yard.

The young girls looked at each other in bewilderment, and listened curiously to the faint sounds of crying coming from the main courtyard.

This private residence is not very big, so the main yard and the back yard are not too far apart. Zhu Yuanzhang lost control of his emotions and burst into tears. Of course, some slight movements could be felt here, but they were not so real.

"Did you hear it too? It seems we didn't hear it wrongly... Could it really be the master in the yard... crying?" Seeing that the girls in other rooms also came out after hearing the sound, someone asked in disbelief.

Everyone nodded in agreement, feeling it was very strange, and began to discuss quietly:

"It sounds like he's crying. It's indeed the voice of that old man. I don't know why he's crying so sadly."

"Yes, come to think of it, the master hasn't summoned us for a long time. I guess something must have happened. I came out early, and just now I heard a crackling sound of something being thrown in the main courtyard..."

"But it's hard to imagine this kind of crying coming from that master. Whenever he summoned us, he always gave us an inexplicable sense of oppression, as majestic as a mountain. I always feel that a man like the master, even at his age, wouldn't frown even if the sky fell."

"But now... it's really strange."

"..."

When someone talked about this, it was as if they opened the chatterbox, and they chatted with each other in the backyard. After all, eating melons is human nature, not to mention that these girls were almost bored during this period of time.

But everyone felt that this matter was very unusual.

After all, although they didn't know who the Buddha living in the main courtyard was and what his identity was, they had all actually come into contact with Zhu Yuanzhang. Even if a successful superior deliberately concealed his identity, it would be difficult to hide his steady, majestic and awe-inspiring aura.

This impression is compared with the little noise in the main courtyard.

It is obviously a world of difference, which makes the matter even more bizarre.

"Hmm? The crying seems to be gradually stopping?"

"Yes, he did stop. I don't know what happened to the old man."

"..."

As they were talking in low voices, they discovered that the faint crying sound lasted for a short while, then gradually died down, and no more sound could be heard in the yard.

While everyone was huddled together eating melons and chatting.

No one noticed that a girl looked around vigilantly, listened for a while to make sure there was no sound, and then quietly left the crowd.

……

And here in the main courtyard.

There was indeed no more crying.

For no other reason than that I don’t have time!

At this time, Zhu Yuanzhang was holding the only sweet potato, which was neither too big nor too small, and stuffing it into his mouth frantically, as if he had not eaten before.

His cloudy eyes were red, and the tears did not stop flowing. Instead, they flowed silently from the corners of his eyes along the tear troughs like a spring, fell to the corners of his mouth, and fell onto the sweet potatoes, which he ate all at once.

Well, this way of eating is really ugly.

If you don’t know... you would probably think he was a refugee who escaped from somewhere and hasn’t eaten for several days!

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty, please go slower, don't choke! This piece... this piece is what I have bitten, Your Majesty..." Lu Wei was frantically standing by, frowning and worriedly advising, but he had never seen Zhu Yuanzhang like this before.

He knew that Zhu Yuanzhang would also have emotions.

But as an emperor, a person in a higher position, he would habitually restrain his emotions, whether good or bad, big or small. This out-of-control state was beyond the processing range of his CPU.

So Lu Wei could only worry, not knowing where to put his hands.

Of course Zhu Yuanzhang didn't listen to him and kept putting the food into his mouth. When he couldn't swallow it, he kept the food in his mouth, making himself like a hamster.

"Cough... cough... cough..." Just as Lu Wei worried, he choked himself and started coughing with a red face.

Lu Wei immediately picked up the tea bowl in a hurry and handed it to Zhu Yuanzhang: "Your Majesty, drink some tea to smooth things over."

Zhu Yuanzhang took the tea bowl and drank it in a few big gulps.

Lu Wei massaged his back again, then chewed the food in his mouth and swallowed it with tea. After a long while, he finally recovered.

Lu Wei finally breathed a sigh of relief and said with some distress: "Your Majesty, you are now so precious, why do you have to do this?"

I was choked like this.

Zhu Yuanzhang had vented a lot of the emotions that were bursting out of his heart, and he felt a little more relaxed, as if something that was blocking his heart had suddenly been cleared.

He raised his hand to wipe a tear from his face, then sighed deeply. "No matter how precious I am, I've almost starved to death before, you know? When I'm really hungry, let alone being bitten and eaten by others, even if I roll on the ground for a few times and get covered in dust, I can still eat a few mouthfuls mixed with the dust."

"We couldn't even eat a mouthful of food like this once a year."

“It’s so delicious and filling!”

"I really want to go back decades and give this sweet potato to my father, mother, brothers and sisters so they can have some too."

Zhu Yuanzhang raised his eyes slightly and looked at the distant sky. His gaze became a little blurred, as if he had traveled through time and space to see the scene of that year.

Hearing Zhu Yuanzhang's relatively calm voice at this moment, which was filled with sadness, regret, remorse and sigh, Lu Wei suddenly understood a lot in his heart: I didn't expect that His Majesty had gone through this life, but still couldn't let go of the obsession of his youth.

"perhaps……"

"Your Majesty, are you eating this sweet potato for yourself, who only had a handful of rice left? For yourself, who traveled far and wide, and had no food to eat? For your father, mother, and family who starved to death, right?"

Lu Wei sighed secretly in his heart.

Even though he had not experienced those things and had not suffered as much as Zhu Yuanzhang, he couldn't help but feel a faint sadness in his heart at this moment.

Looking at the seemingly calm eyes of the old man next to him.

But he seemed to see a kind of sadness in it... like a surging tide!

Hunger is terrible.

It was terrifying to think of an emperor who had dominated the world his entire life, who had held power, enjoyed all honors, and sat on the supreme throne above everyone else for half his life...

I can never forget it!

Lu Wei even began to empathize with her and secretly rejoiced from the bottom of his heart: "It's okay...it's okay!"

"Thank goodness His Majesty discovered high-yield crops like sweet potatoes!"

"Fortunately, the Ming Dynasty has His Majesty supporting it!"