I want to be a grandson

Chapter 11 The Prince Dies!

When the people saw that the storyteller stopped talking, they gradually dispersed, and they continued to praise the prince's benevolence.

Jiang Yu, who was watching from the side, couldn't help but frowned, but still didn't find the housekeeper!

These days, I have been wearing casual clothes and mixing among the crowd every day, just to find out the perpetrator.

Although he may not be arrested immediately, he still has to figure out the ins and outs and figure out his situation.

Otherwise, when the emperor asked to arrest people, but he couldn't get them, that would be a crime!
Therefore, during these days, Jin Yiwei would carry the portrait with him every day and monitor him closely.

But after waiting for several days in a row, he still disappeared!
Not only is there no trace of the place I was waiting for, but there are no shadows in other places too!
I also sent people to take the portrait to various markets in the city to inquire and search, but no one knew it, as if this person did not exist at all!
This is so weird!

It stands to reason that those who are in charge of various official houses will inevitably come into contact with outsiders, either to buy goods, or to find coolies to build residences,

Or find someone to decorate the courtyard, no matter how bad it is, you have to come out to buy rice, noodles and vegetables, right?

Since the butler is responsible for finding the storyteller, it must be a higher-status steward.

Otherwise, it is a matter of future and destiny, who would find someone who is not at ease to do it?
But why can't it be dug out? !
The ten-day deadline is coming soon, why hasn't he shown up yet?

How can I explain to His Majesty?
headache...

Jiang Yu has a headache here, but Zhu Yunxi would rather have a headache at this time than look at his father in decline.

Looking at Zhu Biao's sunken eye sockets, his face full of ashen death, and the smell coming from his body, Zhu Yunxi knew that his father was dying.

"Ga... ga, ga... ga..."

A few nasty crows gathered outside the hall at some point, making bursts of cries, which added a lot of grief to everyone.

Holding the hand that was barely warm, Zhu Yunxi's face turned ashen.

He whispered angrily: "Wang Zhong, are you a dead man! Ask the guards outside to shoot these evil birds! If you can't shoot them down, kill them!"

"Yes!"

Wang Zhong was ordered to go out, find the commander of the guards to convey the order, and told them what Zhu Yunxi had said coldly.

The Crown Princess Lu Shi and Zhu Yunqi looked at each other,
Zhu Yunqi couldn't help but said: "Killing is always unlucky now, don't do it rashly."

"Brother said yes!"

Zhu Yunxi replied coldly and ignored him.

Killing a crow is not auspicious, hum!
Seeing his perfunctory attitude, Zhu Yunwen couldn't help feeling angry.

But after all, it was not easy to show it in front of his father, so he suppressed it in his heart, but his face was unhappy.

These guards were on duty in the East Palace, so they naturally knew that the prince was critically ill, so they were not careful, lest something might go wrong.

That's going to kill you!

So even though it was Zhu Yunxi's order, they dared not disobey.

Be careful!
Besides, they also loved the prince Zhu Biao, but they were afraid that it would be unlucky to shoot arrows in the East Palace.

These annoying birds have long wanted to shoot!
So as soon as they got the order, the guards immediately took out their bows and arrows to shoot.

But in a few breaths, after a few sounds of bows and arrows piercing the air, the outside of the bedroom became quiet.

"Xiao'er..."

Zhu Biao woke up leisurely, cracked his heavy eyelids, and called out in a breathless voice.

"Father, I am here, I am here, what are you going to say, Father?"

Before Zhu Yunxi could speak, Zhu Yunqi immediately rushed forward, blocking half of his brother.

"Yun Wen..."

"Father, I'm here, I'm here..."

Zhu Biao said weakly, "You should honor your grandfather well, don't let him be too lonely, take good care of your sister..."

"I know, I know..." Zhu Yunwen hurriedly replied.

"Mr. Lu..."

The Crown Princess Lu rushed forward, wiped her tears and said, "Prince, I am here..."

Zhu Biao said weakly: "I...I'm sorry...Xiao'er, from now on, I will entrust...be sure...to take care of it, don't blame..."

"I understand, I understand..."

Lu replied in his mouth, but he was not feeling well in his heart.

It's nothing for the prince to entrust Zhu Yunxi to her, but what does "not to blame" mean?
Could it be that I gave the prince the impression that he treated other people's sons harshly?

It's a stigma to spread the word.

It's just that the prince's life is dying now, how can he be entangled, can he care so much?
"Xiao'er..."

Zhu Yunxi grabbed his father's hand tightly, and said with tears in his eyes, "Father, stop talking, and rest well..., I have something to say, wait until you have something to say..."

Zhu Yunxi knew that his father was already very angry at this time, although he still wanted to hear his father's voice, listen to his father's entrustment, and want to feel his father's love again.

However, he really didn't want to see his father die, as long as he could stay alive, it would be worth it even if he insisted on living a little longer!
This may be the entanglement and contradiction of being a son...

Zhu Biao took a breath and said: "I dreamed about your mother, she is fine, but...it's been too lonely these years...now it's fine, I can go to accompany her...I want...to be reunited with her Now, don't... worry about..."

At this time, Lu's face was a little stiff, which made her very embarrassed.

When my husband was dying, he was still thinking about his first wife, even a woman would feel uncomfortable.

The prince...you don't have me in your heart at all!
"Father..." Zhu Yunxi called out with tears in his eyes.

"Your grandpa...is getting old, you should spend more...stay with him and make him happy, I'm gone, you should comfort him more...don't make him...too sad...blame yourself..."

Zhu Yunxi knew what he meant, so he wiped away his tears, held back his grief and said, "Father, don't worry, it won't happen, the child has already made plans, and Zhan Hui must pay for his life!..."

Both Zhu Yunqi and Lu Shi looked at him in surprise, thinking that he was the one who comforted Zhu Biao that day.

It turned out to be true?He really wants to bring down the six ministers?
Already planned?
This is not a joke, this is the crown prince's deathbed, how can such words be faked.

Zhu Biao showed a gratified smile, "I'm waiting, and you...for life after life...to be father and son..."

"Father? Father? Father!..."

Zhu Biao closed his eyes slowly, and there seemed to be a satisfied smile on the corner of his mouth.

Zhu Yunxi's tears couldn't hold back anymore, they flowed wantonly.

I lost my mother and brother when I was young, and now my father is gone, and a feeling of loneliness and helplessness hits me instantly.

"Father, wake up, father, the child misses you, wake up, father..." Zhu Yunwen also wept bitterly, crying unbearably.

"Prince! Prince!...Why did you leave our mother and son and leave...Prince...how can you leave..."

Lu burst into tears, wiping away tears with a handkerchief.

The eunuchs and maids in the East Palace, as well as the guards on duty all knelt on the ground and expressed their grief.

Those who had contact with the prince, those who received favors, and those who admired the prince's benevolence were all crying silently...

(End of this chapter)