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

Zhu Changye took in all of this and was very satisfied.

He was not only U.A. High's teacher, but also U.A. High's great-grandfather.

I am very pleased that my great-grandson is so receptive to instruction.

Only after the beggar had gone far away did Zhu Xiong Ying turn around and ask, "By the way, Master, did you know that my grandfather was once a beggar?"

Zhu Changye laughed and said, "That's right. Your teacher knows some things about your grandfather's childhood. Would you like to know?"

Zhu Xiong Ying's eyes lit up with anticipation: "Yes!"

Zhu Changye smiled and said, "Then let me tell you something."

He began to tell stories about Zhu Yuanzhang's childhood.

However, he only talked about the good things and didn't mention the dark history, after all, Zhu Xiong Ying admired his grandfather very much and couldn't bear to break the record.

The two of them, one speaking and the other listening, looked to most people like a grandfather accompanying his grandson in a heartwarming scene.

They are, however,...great-grandson and great-grandfather.

Zhu Changye really liked this atmosphere. He never expected that he, who had never enjoyed the joys of family life decades ago, would be able to enjoy them now that he had become a cultivator.

The experience of a grandfather teaching his grandson was quite enjoyable.

It's really great.

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….….…….….….

Half an hour later.

On Suzaku Street, another figure, an old man and a child, were also walking slowly.

It was Zhu Yunwen, dressed simply, and Zhu Yuanzhang, equally simply dressed.

Zhu Yuanzhang was very happy at this moment, and laughed heartily from time to time, no longer feeling bored in the palace.

This is all thanks to Zhu Yunwen.

At a deeper level, it was actually thanks to the Lü family.

Lady Lü had studied Zhu Yuanzhang her whole life and had a thorough understanding of his personality. She instructed her son on how to treat Zhu Yuanzhang, and he was confident that he could make Zhu Yuanzhang very happy.

And that's one of the advantages of having a mother.

According to history books, after Zhu Xiong Ying's death, Chang's second son, Zhu Yunwen, actually had the opportunity to compete with Zhu Yunwen for the position of the eldest grandson of the emperor.

Furthermore, his mother was the daughter of Chang Yuchun, a person of noble status, which allowed him to access the resources of the Huaixi Group.

In the Ming Dynasty, the Huaixi Group was arguably in a class of unparalleled strength.

After Zhu Xiong Ying's death, he could have access to these resources.

Zhu Yunwen had a higher status than Zhu Yunwen to become emperor.

However, he disappointed everyone.

His father, Zhu Biao, was busy with state affairs all year round, and his mother died early so no one could teach him. As a result, Zhu Yunwen was weak-willed by nature and became a hopeless case when he grew up.

Seeing that he was beyond help, Zhu Yuanzhang had no choice but to eliminate the Huaixi clique to pave the way for Zhu Yunwen.

Zhu Yunwen's temperament stemmed from the lack of a mother's guidance.

It's as if Xiong Ying has been resurrected, and the title of the eldest grandson of the emperor has been returned to him.

If Zhu Yunwen hadn't had a mother to guide him, he would have become despondent, but he did! That's why he's still full of fighting spirit and thinking about competing with Zhu Xiong Ying.

This time,

As the weather grew hotter, Zhu Yuanzhang broke out in a sweat and took off his outer robe.

Seeing this, Zhu Yunwen quickly said, "Grandfather, let me get you your outer robe."

With Zhu Yuanzhang's consent, Zhu Yunwen took the outer garment, carefully folded it, and placed it in his hand.

Zhu Yuanzhang was filled with mixed emotions as he looked at his grandson's filial piety.

“Now that you’re out, call me Grandpa,” Zhu Yuanzhang corrected Zhu Yunwen.

Zhu Yunwen nodded obediently and said to Zhu Yuanzhang, "Grandpa, it's hot, I'll go buy an oil-paper umbrella to shield myself from the sun."

Zhu Yuanzhang laughed and said, "You silly child, you were pampered in the palace since you were a child, and you're even afraid of the sun."

"You, you, back when we fought our way from south to north, and when we were doing farm work, the sun was much brighter back then, but we..."

Zhu Yuanzhang wanted to reminisce about the past, but seeing Zhu Yunwen frowning as he looked at the sun, he could only stop talking and give a wry smile.

"Grandpa, after we buy the umbrella, let's go to the inn to eat."

Standing next to the oil-paper umbrella shop, watching the growing number of refugees and beggars gathering around, Zhu Yunwen frowned and offered a suggestion to Zhu Yuanzhang.

Although he didn't say anything, Zhu Yuanzhang understood.

The child grew up in the inner palace, so naturally he looked down on these vagrant beggars. But do you know? Your grandfather was not even as good as them back then!

"No need."

Zhu Yuanzhang said, "We'll be leaving soon, why waste money going to an inn for a cup of tea?"

"Oh."

Although Zhu Yunwen was somewhat disgusted by the surrounding environment, he didn't say much.

Before he came, his mother told him not to say things he shouldn't say. He could say more about being filial to his father, but he should avoid saying anything else.

As the number of refugees around him grew, Zhu Yuanzhang frowned.

This is Yingtian Prefecture, the capital of the Ming Dynasty!

Why are so many beggars and vagrants flocking here?

Could it be that the disaster in the vicinity is getting worse and worse, and many people have lost their harvest and have no choice but to come to Yingtian Prefecture?

now.

Seeing Zhu Yuanzhang frown, Zhu Yunwen quickly said to the beggars around him, "Could you please move a little to the side?"

Although Zhu Yunwen remained polite, he clearly misunderstood Zhu Yuanzhang's meaning.

Zhu Yuanzhang's expression suddenly changed drastically!

He glared fiercely at Zhu Yunwen, his face cold and stern, and shouted sharply, "What are you saying?!"

"Do you know that your ancestors, spanning three generations, were born beggars!"

“Your great-grandfather, Zhu Shizhen, once led us to beg for food from wealthy families in the county town during a famine when his family had no food.”

"They were forced into it; they weren't born wanting to be vagrants and beggars. What right do you have to look down on these people?"

Zhu Yuanzhang had never said anything so serious, but Zhu Yunwen's words enraged him!

Zhu Yunwen was terrified, tears welling up in his eyes. He forced them back and said to Zhu Yuanzhang, "Grandpa, I was wrong. Please don't be angry, don't hurt yourself!"

Lady Lü taught him very well, sharing almost all her knowledge of Zhu Yuanzhang with Zhu Yunwen.

But there's one thing she can never teach.

Zhu Yunwen was born into the royal family at a young age, and nobility flowed in his blood and bones. He was not on the same path as a beggar. This difference between heaven and earth could not be concealed by last-minute cramming or wearing peasant clothes.

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at his grandson like this, sighed slightly, and then said earnestly, "We went through the same thing when we were young."

"Never look down on anyone, and never underestimate the ambitions of us Han Chinese men!"

"You're a beggar now, but who can guarantee you'll be a beggar forever?"

How a person lives depends on the spirit within them; never underestimate anyone!

Zhu Yunwen nodded repeatedly: "Grandson understands."

Throughout history, Zhu Yuanzhang is probably the only emperor who would fly into a rage over a beggar.

He came from a poor background, witnessed the suffering of ordinary people, and understood their hardships.

He was the first emperor in history to implement care for the poor at the local government level. He once issued an edict to local governments, requiring them to provide a certain amount of grain, cloth, meat, and oil each year to the elderly and sick over the age of sixty, the young and destitute, and the disabled who were unable to perform their duties.

As they spoke, the sun shrank.

Zhu Yuanzhang said, "Let's go, let's go out."

"it is good!"

Zhu Yunwen helped Zhu Yuanzhang walk outside.

Although the sun was still shining, it wasn't very strong anymore. Nevertheless, Zhu Yunwen stubbornly bought an oil-paper umbrella to hold up for Zhu Yuanzhang, afraid that Zhu Yuanzhang would be exposed to the sun.

As the two walked, Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly stopped.

"Grandpa, what's wrong?"

Zhu Yunwen was puzzled.

Following Zhu Yuanzhang's gaze, they saw a young man not far away, holding a large bag of steamed buns, giving alms to the refugees in front of him.

That person was Zhu Xiong Ying.

His older brother.

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