I! Old Zhu Shengsun! The only immortal in Ming Dynasty!

Chapter 343

The more he watched Zhu Xiongying chase after him, the more angry Zhu Biao's heart became, this kid now doesn't listen to himself at all, and he doesn't know whether it's good or bad.

"Don't worry, I really won't cause trouble, just to help the emperor to recommend the imperial examination."

Listening to Zhu Xiongying say these words, but he once again sponsored his own steps.

He knew in his heart, "Whether it is Zhu Di or Zhu Yuanzhang, they are very important to him, but this son has also grown up, and he can't detain him by his side every day."

Zhu Biao stopped, sighed deeply, and looked at his son in front of him, only able to instruct again.

"780 Since there is an imperial order in your body, you should still be careful."

Things can't be changed, he still has the emperor's life in him, and this trip is going out anyway.

Seeing that his father was no longer angry, bitterly telling himself, Zhu Xiong Yingwei smiled, clasped his hands into fists and lowered his body, and answered in the affirmative.

"It's father, don't worry, I will come back in less than three months."

"You smelly boy, let me worry about you every day."

Zhu Biao saw that his son was by him every day, and his heart was really uncomfortable (AEFB).

It is clear that he is a prince, but his own strength is not good, so that his son cannot inherit the throne today.

But he also knew that the throne was not so easy to do, and whoever did it was like a needle prick, and he didn't want his son to suffer like this.

Thinking of all this, he patted his son's shoulder and instructed him again.

"Don't forget what I said, for this imperial throne, it is not our family's, don't put it in your own eyes."

Zhu Xiongying knew that his father had always been worried about his ability, but he was too outstanding, and he coveted this throne, so he was so anxious.

In fact, what Zhu Biao didn't know was that whether it was Shi Zhu Xiongying or Zhu Di, the two people did not shy away from this imperial throne.

It's just that he is young, so this throne fell to Zhu Di, and he was able to fall easily.

Once again, he saluted respectfully with his hands clasped into fists, not wanting his father to worry about him.

"It's father, don't worry, I know which is more important."

Father, a man with no heart, doesn't have much idea about anything, but just lives his life steadily. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

In fact, Zhu Xiongying felt that it was good for his father to think like this, and besides, it was the most important thing to let him cultivate immortals and live a long life.

Thinking of this, he will go out tomorrow, Zhu Xiongying once again instructed.

"After Father waits for me to go out, you have to practice at home every day, please don't forget."

For cultivating this thing, Zhu Biao is really very unhappy, and he doesn't like to practice these things.

He really didn't know what Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Di were so crazy about this thing, what was it for?

But he also knew that his son did this all for his own good, to be able to keep him healthy, and that was also to reduce his son's burden.

"Okay, for the Father to know, then I will go first."

As he spoke, Zhu Biao turned his head and left in the direction outside the hall.

The old slave standing outside the door saw that the two of them had quarreled just now, and the whole person was frightened.