Zhu Yuanzhang, who commanded the wind and rain, lived a long and arduous life.

Zhu Xiong Ying was a little confused.

If he remembered correctly, his grandfather was a tough and ruthless man, a man of unwavering resolve.

His grandfather had also told him that he was the ruler of the Ming Dynasty, and if even he was confused, what would become of the Ming Dynasty?

That's why Grandpa's eyes were always firm, giving people a sense of security.

But now,

But he saw a hint of awe in it.

Like ordinary people, they revere ghosts and gods, and deities.

Zhu Xiong Ying took a deep breath: "Grandpa, I understand."

"I will listen to whatever Master says from now on, so please don't worry."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Yuanzhang nodded in satisfaction.

"By the way, Grandpa."

Zhu Xiong Ying seemed to remember something, thought for a moment, and then said, "The things I gave to Master this morning didn't seem to be of much interest to him, but he has something he wants to know and asked me to pass on a message to you, saying that only you know."

Don't you like it?

Zhu Yuanzhang raised an eyebrow.

The immortal ultimately saved his grandson and Empress Ma, so Zhu Yuanzhang also contributed to the gifts sent in the morning, and even personally went to the national treasury to select them.

There were three things that even Zhu Yuanzhang, the emperor, would have been captivated by upon first seeing, but the immortal did not seem to like them.

but.…

Fortunately, the immortal had something to ask for, and that's good, that's good.

Zhu Yuanzhang's brows quickly relaxed, and he asked with a smile, "What is it?"

Zhu Xiong Ying said earnestly, "Master said he wants to find a job in the Imperial Observatory of our Great Ming Dynasty."

The Imperial Observatory of the Ming Dynasty was responsible for observing celestial phenomena, calculating solar terms, and formulating calendars.

It was also the department most closely related to gods and ghosts among all the official positions in the imperial court.

Zhu Yuanzhang was taken aback for a moment, then laughed and said, "Alright, we agree, no problem!"

This immortal saved his grandson and Empress Ma. Zhu Yuanzhang would have agreed to anything, not just a job at the Imperial Observatory, but even a second-rank official position, without batting an eye.

"And one more thing."

Zhu Xiong Ying seemed hesitant to speak.

Zhu Yuanzhang raised an eyebrow: "What? Xiong Ying, you don't look well. Is this a difficult situation?"

Zhu Xiong Ying quickly shook her head: "No, no, no, it's very easy to handle, it's just... even now, I still feel very strange about it."

"Then you tell us first."

"it is good."

Zhu Xiong Ying walked over and whispered in Zhu Yuanzhang's ear.

"What!!"

After hearing this, Zhu Yuanzhang's expression changed drastically.

Eyes widened.

His breathing was heavy and labored, like that of an ox.

"No offense, but why does your master need to know Empress Chun's position?"

Empress Chun was a posthumous title bestowed upon a person after their death.

She never enjoyed the rights of this position during her lifetime, and after her death, she was unaware that she had been posthumously honored as Empress.

Even more so, while she was alive, she never believed that she would one day become empress.

Her status was very special in the entire Ming Dynasty.

she is….

Zhu Yuanzhang's mother, née Chen, also known as Chen Changle, was Zhu Changye's first wife.

Empress Chun, Empress Chun...

Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes were unfocused; it had been so long since he had heard that name.

Mother, this is his mother…

At this moment, the mention of the eldest grandson caused Zhu Yuanzhang to pause in surprise for a moment.

Consciousness returned to Zhujia Village decades ago.

The memory of Zhujia Village is no longer very clear.

But that pretty woman dressed in old red clothes, looking like a peasant girl, always knew him so clearly, and always stood at the village entrance waiting for him.

"Chongba, you're home."

The woman's voice was always so gentle, and her eyes were full of affection as she walked towards him. Even though he was now quite old, with gray hair and a gray beard, and much older than the woman in his memory, she always looked at him with doting eyes.

Only when he was beside that woman did Zhu Yuanzhang remember that he was a child, even now, and not the Hongwu Emperor or the ruler of the Ming Dynasty.

"mother…."

Unconsciously, Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes reddened.

Now he has a large family and is the ruler of the Ming Dynasty. Everyone envies him, but Zhu Yuanzhang will always have regrets in his heart.

The fact that he couldn't save his parents back then is a lifelong regret for him.

Clearly... clearly before he left the village, he told the two elders that he would take them to live a good life and live in a big house.

They've worked hard all their lives; they deserve a good life.

But I myself failed to achieve it…

Even when he saw his parents for the last time, he didn't know it was the last time, and he laughed without a care in the world.

"Grandpa, are you alright? Don't scare me."

Zhu Xiong Ying was startled when she saw tears welling up in her grandfather's eyes.

"Oh? Uh, Grandpa's alright."

Zhu Yuanzhang realized what was happening and smiled as he wiped his reddened eyes with his hand.

"Why does your master suddenly want to know this?"

Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't help but ask.

Zhu Xiong Ying shook her head: "I don't know either."

"I see." Zhu Yuanzhang exhaled a breath of stale air: "Your master has helped our Zhu family so much, we'll help him in return."

"Empress Chun, who is also your great-grandmother, is in the ancestral hall in the imperial city. When your master comes to the imperial city, we will take him to see her in person."

Zhu Xiong Ying shook her head: "Grandpa, it's not that. Master said... he needs to know the real burial location of Great-Grandma, not the ancestral hall in the imperial city that's being used as a cover."

How do I find out the real location?

How did this immortal know?

Are the methods of the immortals really that miraculous?

Zhu Yuanzhang was taken aback.

Indeed, the memorial tablet of Empress Chun in the Imperial City Ancestral Hall is fake.

It's not that he's unfilial.

Back when they were still in Zhujia Village, my father once mentioned where he wanted to bury my parents after they died. He said he wanted to give them a grand funeral, but my parents both said that a simpler funeral would be better and more peaceful.

Ideally, there should be a peach tree nearby, because that's where the two of them first met.

Zhu Yuanzhang remembered this, so the actual burial location of Empress Chun was elsewhere, and only he and a few Jinyiwei guards from that time knew it.

"Your master wouldn't have done anything to your great-grandmother, would he?"

Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't help but ask.

Although the immortal had been kind to the Zhu family, he was afraid that the immortal would disturb his mother or even harm her.

Zhu Xiong Ying said earnestly, "No, Master promised me!"

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Zhu Xiong Ying's serious expression and fell into deep thought.

half an hour.

Exhale a breath of stale air.

"Okay, then I'll tell you."

"But U.A., tell your master, let's get this straight: if your master does anything bad to your great-grandmother, we... humph! We'll take his head!"

A ruthless glint flashed in Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes.

If he hadn't owed that person a great debt, he would never have told Empress Chun where she was buried.

soon.

Zhu Yuanzhang, having no paper or pen, wrote down the actual location on a piece of paper and then handed it to Zhu Xiong Ying.

Zhu Xiong Ying dared not delay, and even though it was evening, he rushed out of the city to deliver the letter to Zhu Chang Ye.

An hour later, Zhu Changye received the letter.

"U.A., thank you for your hard work."

Zhu Changye poured him a glass of water.

Zhu Xiong Ying, panting heavily, said, "Master, this is what I should do. Is there anything else you need help with?"

Zhu Changye smiled faintly and said, "That's all for now."

After chatting for a few more minutes, Zhu Xiong Ying returned to the capital under the escort of the Imperial Guards.

Zhu Changye, unusually, did not see his guest off.

He remained inside the room, staring at the letter with a complex expression.