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Ning Zhongze: "Zhu Di still looks very weak. It seems that Ning Lang forced him to stay alive. Sigh."
Zhang Sanfeng: "I see that he already has an aura of death on him. If he cannot overcome this mental hurdle, I'm afraid he will still not escape death."
Huang Rong: "Seeing his loved ones whom he has missed for so many years, Zhu Di must have a lot to say."
Yotsuya Miko: "Eh? I'm easily moved to tears, I can't stand this, I'm about to burst into tears..."
March 7th: "Waaaaah, I'm also prone to crying uncontrollably, I'm running out of tissues."
Hinata Hyuga: "I can tell that his father didn't blame him."
Qin Shi Huang: "Everyone says that there are no relatives in the imperial family, but which father would not be moved if his own son knelt before him?"
Li Shimin: "The First Emperor is right."
Xia He: "I also want to kneel before the immortal brother and cry~"
March 7th: "You cried? Unbelievable! →_→"
Xia He: "It's okay if I choke and my eyes water."
March 7th: "Old Si Ji, you're invincible!"
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Chapter 141 Slaying the Inner Demon in One Moment! Eri Kisaki Struggles to Survive!
Inside the Fengtian Hall.
"Father, I've come to see you. Whether you beat me or kill me, it's up to you!"
Zhu Di knelt on the ground with red eyes, his head hitting the ground heavily.
Zhu Yuanzhang suppressed his shock, his expression returned to seriousness, and his gaze was like two steel knives.
"No need. The mighty Yongle Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, how could we possibly feel comfortable with you kneeling!"
Zhu Di shuddered. It really was his father's tone. Miss Zhao and the immortal hadn't lied to him; this really was the Hongwu Dynasty.
Even decades later, Zhu Di was still afraid when he heard his father's voice.
After calming himself down, Zhu Di raised his head with red eyes.
He was a ruthless emperor and a battle-hardened general; he would never let his father see him shed tears.
Empress Ma looked at Zhu Yuanzhang, frowned, strode over, pinched him hard on the waist, and said angrily:
"My son went through countless hardships and begged two immortals for help to come and see you."
She suffered so much, endured so much abuse and criticism, and never had a single good day.
"Who are you giving that look to, your father?"
After saying this, she turned around and helped Zhu Di up, saying with heartache:
"Get up, child."
Seeing his mother, who had passed away many years ago, standing alive in front of him,
Zhu Di finally couldn't hold back his tears and shouted:
"Mother... Mother!"
Empress Ma had already passed away in the fifteenth year of the Hongwu reign.
Zhu Di is now 143 years old and has not seen his mother for over forty years...
"The son kowtows to his mother!"
Zhu Di knelt on the ground, crying and kowtowing.
Zhu Biao, standing to the side, also had tears in his eyes.
"Zhu Di, to tell you the truth, you have two years left to live."
Ning Chen spoke at this moment, saying calmly,
"Make a choice: either I grant you five years of life, or you stay here for half an hour. Choose one."
Zhao Ling'er glanced at Ning Chen, then hesitated, as if she wanted to say something but couldn't.
"Thank you for informing me, Immortal. I choose the latter."
Zhu Di's voice was firm and resounding.
Anxiety appeared in Empress Ma's eyes.
Zhu Biao also looked anxious.
But they were shocked to find that they couldn't make a sound the moment Ning Chen spoke.
How can mortals speak when immortals are speaking?
"as you wish."
Ning Chen nodded with a smile.
Immediately afterwards, everyone in the hall felt a sense of relief.
They regained their mobility.
Zhu Yuanzhang slowly walked to Zhu Di's side.
He carefully examined his son; his temples were gray, and his palms were calloused from years of wielding knives and swords.
His skin was dark, and his face was covered with wrinkles, showing the marks of time.
He looked like he was in his early sixties, but he seemed more like an old man in his seventies.
Then, he slapped Zhu Di on the forehead.
"You brat! You're giving up five years of your life, what do you have to say to us?!"
"You've come all this way just to show off and let us know you're the future Yongle Emperor?"
Zhu Yuanzhang was cursing, but he was actually very pleased.
This hotheaded young man who only knew how to lead troops into battle back then is now a powerful local ruler.
And they beat those former Mongol tribesmen so badly they cried for their fathers and mothers. Very good, excellent.
Instead, a long-lost smile appeared on Zhu Di's face as he said:
"Dad, how could I dare... That slap of yours made me feel so good, why don't you slap me a few more times?"
Zhu Yuanzhang raised his hand to strike, but seeing Empress Ma's murderous gaze, he immediately withdrew his hand.
His face turned serious, and instead he kicked Zhu Di in the backside, saying:
"You can keep nagging about such a trivial matter for a lifetime. It's getting so annoying to us."
If that little beast had a sword to your neck and you still didn't know how to fight back, would you still be considered a son of Old Zhu?
They even said that your older brother and I are waiting for you to come down from underground with swords. What do your older brother and I have to blame you for?
"Is it your fault that you weren't killed by that little beast? After being emperor for so many years, how come you're still such a dim-witted blockhead?"
Zhu Yuanzhang cursed and kicked him as he went, while Zhu Di smiled but tears kept streaming down his face.
After kicking him more than a dozen times, he stopped, panting, then cupped his hands in a respectful gesture towards Ning Chen and said:
"Immortal above, could that water curtain from before also descend during the Yongle reign of the Fourth Prince?"
Ning Chen remained silent, but Zhu Di scratched his head and said:
"Dad, actually I can do this too... it's just a matter of a thought."
This is just the video function in the chat group, which is incredibly simple for everyone in the chat group.
"Then you should repeat what I am about to say to your courtiers and subjects exactly as it is."
Zhu Yuanzhang slowly walked up the steps, sat on the dragon throne, and said in a deep voice:
"Listen up, all you ministers of the Yongle reign! This throne was originally passed down to the fourth prince by us. What nonsense about it being illegitimate!"
If anyone dares to believe such rumors, you can just deal with them directly.
If that doesn't work, we'll ask an immortal to send him to us, and then we'll give him a good talking to with swords and spears."
Zhu Di used the video function to record this scene directly, which could be projected at any time.
After listening to what my father said...
Zhu Di looked at Zhu Yuanzhang in disbelief and stammered:
"Father...Father, you mean..."
Zhu Yuanzhang said irritably:
"Alright, just keep it to yourself."
Get out of here! Go back to where you came from!
He looked like he was about to enter his coffin, even though he was in his sixties.
Take good care of your health; the emperor is doing a decent job, isn't he?