Family ancestor Zhu Chongba: What happened to getting your daughter pregnant?

Tianxiang Tower.

"Your Highness, did you just say that everything was an illusion?"

"Could it be..."

After Xiao Huan was shocked, he looked at Zhu Yunxi with a look of disbelief. He originally wanted to ask more questions, but he didn't dare to continue talking halfway through.

"I know what you are thinking."

"Yes, everything is false. Geng Xuan's so-called friend is from this palace. As early as January, he had been ordered to get close to Geng Xuan just for this day."

"Including the person who was killed by Geng Xuan in anger, it was also arranged by me. He was not a spy from Beiyuan. Indeed, as I told you, he was just a rogue with no merits. He bullied good people in daily life. There is no shortage of good and evil deeds.”

"So he deserves to die."

Zhu Yunxi glanced at the shocked Xiao Huan and said with an indifferent expression.

Hearing Zhu Yunxi's words, Xiao Huan was stunned and fell into silence.

Although he was also involved in this case and knew that Zhu Yunxi was secretly controlling everything, he never expected that the so-called remnants of the rebels and Beiyuan spies were all fake!

It turns out that His Highness Taisun had already started to set up the situation as early as January, introducing Geng Xuan into the situation step by step, and then won the hearts of the people by helping Geng Bingwen save his son, and took the opportunity to conquer Geng Bingwen!

Such scheming made his hair stand on end!

He was glad that he had not been on the wrong team, otherwise he could not have predicted what would happen to him!

If you follow people like this, why worry about great things happening? !

"Don't be nervous, we are our own people."

Zhu Yunxi noticed Xiao Huan's trembling expression, reached out and patted Xiao Huan's shoulder gently, and said with a smile.

But the smile hanging on the corner of Zhu Yunxi's mouth looked so terrifying in Xiao Huan's eyes.

Looking at Xiao Huan, who was even sweating on his forehead, Zhu Yunxi shook his head with a smile and walked straight out, ready to leave.

Xiao Huan wiped the sweat from his forehead and followed carefully.

"Your Highness, the new Minister of Justice does not seem to be easy to deal with. This person acts too selflessly, and he seems to have begun to doubt Your Highness."

"I hope Your Highness will be careful."

Just when Zhu Yunxi got on the carriage and was about to leave, Xiao Huan gave a nervous reminder.

Zhu Yunxi paused slightly, waved his hand, and walked straight into the carriage without saying anything else.

As the carriage turned around, it headed straight towards the palace gate.

Xiao Huan stood at the back door of Tianxiang Tower, watching the carriage gradually disappear from his sight, and finally let out a long breath.

...

Two days later.

Nine Nether Realm.

In the evening, on the second floor of Yanyu Building, Zhu Yunxi stood in front of the window with a glass of wine, looking at the bustling crowd outside, as if thinking about something.

Hongyuan stood respectfully behind him, holding a bottle of wine in his hand, ready to refill Zhu Yunxi's glass at any time.

Deng Chuan and several of his men stood downstairs, guarding the only staircase leading to the second floor, not allowing anyone to approach.

Due to Zhu Yunxi's arrival, the entire second floor of Yanyu Building has been occupied.

It's not that Zhu Yunxi spent a lot of money, but Lan Yue, the shopkeeper of Yanyu Restaurant, is a sensible person and knows that if there are other guests on the second floor, if she offends this ancestor through drinking, then her restaurant will be closed. .

Nowadays, the Jiuyou Realm, which is dark and dark and even the imperial court is unwilling to take charge of it, has long been the territory of His Highness.

Who lives and who dies is determined by just one word from His Highness.

After a long time, a middle-aged man wearing cloth and a bamboo hat walked straight into the restaurant. After glancing around, he walked straight to the stairs.

"stop!"

When Deng Chuan saw this man walking straight towards the stairs, he stretched out his hand to block the way, his voice cold.

The middle-aged man stopped, lowered his head slightly, and did not show his appearance, but it seemed that he had no intention of leaving just now.

"The second floor is reserved. If you want to drink, you can go to the first floor, or come back another day."

Deng Chuan frowned and said coldly.

"My name is Sheng Yong, and I'm here for an appointment."

The middle-aged man grabbed the edge of the bamboo hat with one hand and said in a deep voice.

Hearing the middle-aged man's words, Deng Chuan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and his face changed slightly.

"Wait!"

Although the other party's voice was very low, he still heard the word "Sheng Yong" clearly, and then he said something in a deep voice, turned around and walked upstairs.

Not long after, Deng Chuan left and returned, and signaled to his men to get out of the way of the stairs.

"Thank you."

The middle-aged man said casually, pressed the brim of his hat and quickly climbed the stairs to the second floor, and walked straight to the box where Zhu Yunxi was.

On the other side, Lan Yue, the shopkeeper of Yanyulou, stood behind the counter not far away, looking at the middle-aged man who disappeared in the corridor on the second floor while looking at the abacus. A trace of doubt flashed across his face inadvertently.

In the private room on the second floor.

Zhu Yunxi looked at the middle-aged man wearing a bamboo hat who walked in through the door, and a faint smile gradually appeared at the corner of his mouth, as if he was seeing a friend he hadn't seen for many years.

In the late Hongwu period, there were only a few people he could take a liking to, and this person was one of them, even though the person who came here had not yet announced his family name or identity.

Hong Yuan was also looking at the half of the middle-aged man's face hidden under the bamboo hat. There was no expression on his face, and a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.

The aura of the man in front of me is rare. The last time I met him, I saw him on the guard commander next to King Qin!

Wei Guogong Xu Huizu also had it, but he was not so aggressive.

"Are you Sheng Yong?"

Zhu Yunxi looked at the middle-aged man in front of him and asked lightly.

After hearing the words, the middle-aged man finally slowly took off the hat on his head and looked up at Zhu Yunxi who was smiling.

The iron blood of a soldier is clearly reflected on his face.

"For your humble position, please see Your Highness the Grand Sun!"

Immediately afterwards, the middle-aged man knelt on one knee and bowed respectfully.

He is Sheng Yong!

Zhu Yunxi personally named Geng Bingwen the people who wanted to come!

General of the Beijing Army! Both civil and military!

"There are no outsiders here, so there is no need for cliché etiquette!"

Zhu Yunxi waved his hand and said with a smile, with a satisfied look on his face.

He was originally very satisfied with Sheng Yong's historical resume, but now that he met the real person, he appreciated it even more.

This is the person he needs!

For him, if Xu Huizu is compared to "Xuda", then Sheng Yong is Chang Yuchun!

It was with the help of Xu and Chang that Zhu Yuanzhang became the emperor he is now!

"sit!"

As Sheng Yong stood up slowly, Zhu Yunxi waved his hand and motioned for Sheng Yong to sit down.

After Sheng Yong hesitated for a moment, he sat down slowly and neatly.

Immediately afterwards, Zhu Yunxi walked up personally and poured a glass of wine for Sheng Yong.

"I believe Mr. Geng has told you my intention, right?"

Zhu Yunxi looked at Sheng Yong and asked meaningfully.

"From today on, Sheng Yong is willing to serve His Highness as a dog and a horse, and will go through fire and water, even to the death!"

After hearing this, Sheng Yong immediately stood up, picked up the wine glass, said a decisive word, raised his head and drank the wine in one gulp.

Seeing such straightforward Sheng Yong, even Zhu Yunxi couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, showing a smile that couldn't help but laugh.

Sheng Yong's directness caught him off guard, but he didn't think that Sheng Yong's move was because he was impressed by his domineering spirit. There must be other reasons.

"You didn't hesitate at all?"

"Follow me, and the road ahead will be mountains of swords and seas of blood, which may be more thrilling than your bloody battle on the battlefield."

Zhu Yunxi smiled, looked at Sheng Yong with interest and asked.

"The Marquis has shown kindness to me. If it weren't for him, I wouldn't have what I am today."

"Since he has surrendered to His Highness, I am naturally willing to follow you!"

"What's more, I am just a small general. Your Highness thinks highly of me. How dare I not appreciate this?"

Sheng Yong bowed his hands and said seriously.

"it is good!"

"In that case, from today on, you will be my exile in the palace!"

"Don't worry, as long as you follow me sincerely, given time, you will definitely become a great general who will go down in history!"

Zhu Yunxi nodded with satisfaction, raised his glass to signal Sheng Yong, and drank it down in one gulp.

Sheng Yong nodded solemnly and knelt on the ground again, his face full of determination.

Looking at Sheng Yong with firm eyes, Zhu Yunxi's face was filled with a happy smile, and he was once again more confident in the grand plan in his heart!

...

Lu family.

In the ancestral hall, a young man wearing sackcloth and wearing mourning kneeled in front of Lu Wenbo's tomb, his face full of resentment, and there were two traces of dried tears in the corners of his eyes.

"Sir, you have been kneeling for half a day. Get up quickly. If you continue to kneel like this, your body will not be able to bear it."

Pan Sheng, the housekeeper of Lu Mansion, stood aside and persuaded him earnestly, with a look of concern on his face.

The other family members of the Lu family were also with them, looking at Lu Wenbo's memorial tablet with sad faces, and some were still sobbing secretly...