Time Travel: After Seizing the Throne, I Lead the Ming Dynasty to Take Off

Suddenly, a voice rang out in the quiet air: "Old Four, what were you doing when you were fifteen?"

The long silence between father and son made Zhu Di a little dazed.

He was stunned for a moment before coming back to his senses. Although he was confused as to why his father suddenly asked this question, he still answered respectfully, "That year... I married Miaoyun, then secretly left the palace and followed Uncle Xu to the front lines to fight. I also went to Fengyang to train troops."

Zhu Di searched for the answer.

The two of them had already arrived at the door of the "Huang Mansion".

Zhu Yuanzhang turned around and looked at Zhu Di again, his eyes seemed to be full of deep meaning. He sighed and shook his head, but in the end he said nothing else. He just said lightly: "We're here, you can go back."

Zhu Di nodded awkwardly, silently bowed to Zhu Yuanzhang in a farewell gesture, and after a pause, his eyes flickered as he spoke, "Although the snow has stopped and the weather has cleared up, it's often colder than when it snows. We've been walking in the snow for a long time. Dad, remember to ask the people downstairs to make a bowl of ginger tea."

Zhu Yuanzhang felt warm in his heart.

His lips moved as if he was about to speak, and after a pause he said, "We know better than you! Your father hasn't reached the end of his life yet!"

"Your son will take his leave." A hint of loss and sadness inadvertently flashed across Zhu Di's heroic eyes. Finally, he lowered his head, turned around, and walked away slowly with his back to Zhu Yuanzhang, even his back was slightly hunched.

Only then did Zhu Yuanzhang show an expression of regret on his face.

In a voice that only he could hear, he murmured, "This fourth child is not young anymore, his child is almost old enough to have children, but his temper is still as strong and fierce as before!"

"But, when you were fifteen, you started training and secretly followed Xu Da to the front lines. Your eldest nephew, at the age of fifteen, had already shouldered the entire Ming Dynasty. He shouldered it all by himself."

There was a hint of regret in Zhu Yuanzhang's voice.

He had just finished speaking.

Then he saw Zhu Di, who had walked a little further ahead, unconsciously straightened his back, which had been slightly hunched due to frustration.

This made Zhu Yuanzhang look even more worried: This brat... he really won't give up until the little wolf cub knocks out a few of his teeth.

He watched Zhu Yuanzhang's back gradually walking away.

He didn't look away until he disappeared from his sight. He turned around somewhat dejectedly and walked towards the house where he was staying.

On Zhu Di's side.

Leave the house where Zhu Yuanzhang is.

He also walked all the way back to Prince Yan's Mansion in the cold wind. At first, he felt lonely and frustrated, but Emperor Yongle was never a mediocre person who would be troubled by frustration for too long, so he quickly straightened his back.

In his eyes.

The fire and sharpness that had been deliberately suppressed suddenly burst out.

"Dad, I won't lose." His eyes were filled with determination, ambition, and his voice was not loud, but extremely confident.

Walked a little further.

Zhu Di frowned as if he suddenly remembered something, thinking to himself, "When I was fifteen... Zhu Yunhuan is also fifteen now. So... my father was just trying to say... that when I was fifteen, I was no match for that young boy Zhu Yunhuan!?"

He was right.

When Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly brought up this matter, he did have a vague idea in mind. Even though the palms and backs of the hands are thick and thin, even the thin parts are still flesh, so he was easily tempted to give some advice.

This is the natural relationship between father and son.

It’s a pity that even if Zhu Di understood the meaning of that sentence at this moment.

The only thing that will arise is dissatisfaction.

He snorted coldly, "Hmph! Am I any worse than that brat? When I was fifteen, I was already training soldiers and fighting on the battlefield. Even Uncle Xu praised me back then! What could Zhu Yunhuan do? Rely on a precarious mountain that could collapse at any moment? Rely on a sinister rat hiding behind his back?"

"Father, you are so biased!"

Zhu Di strode forward with his head held high, speaking indignantly and coldly.

The anger had been calmed down a lot.

Suddenly he jumped up again.

As he spoke, he walked straight into Prince Yan's Mansion, took off his cloak and threw it to the servant next to him, revealing a tight-sleeved suit underneath. Instead of going back to the main courtyard directly, he turned right and headed straight for the training ground in the palace.

He guarded the northern border, and it was not just talk.

The area around Peking was facing the remaining forces of the Yuan court. Even though the Yuan court forces had been mostly defeated, this group of people were like fish in water after returning to the grassland. If one was not careful, looting and harassment of the border would still happen frequently, so Zhu Di always remained vigilant.

Even gorgeous clothes are not often worn.

Most of them are tight-fitting clothes that make it easy to put on armor at any time.

The training ground of Prince Yan's palace.

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With a sound of breaking through the air, a sharp arrow