Zhu Ying was stunned when he heard this.

If he is not a biological father's biological child, how could he have jumped out of a stone like Monkey King?

"Grandpa, what do you mean by that?" Zhu Ying replied speechlessly.

When Zhu Yuanzhang heard this, he realized that what he had just said seemed to be ambiguous.

He explained again: "That's not what I meant. What I meant is that the father you mentioned earlier, grandson, is not your biological father."

Zhu Ying frowned slightly.

He didn't expect that the old man had not given up at all and had been looking for someone to investigate him.

To be able to say this with such certainty, the level of investigation must have been very in-depth.

Zhu Ying felt a little uncomfortable at the moment. He had a lot of secrets, and putting them on the table could easily arouse other people's greed.

At present, we can still intimidate them by relying on the reputation of Prince of Yan Zhu Di.

I will not stay in the capital for too long in the future, so I have nothing to fear.

Frowning slightly, Zhu Ying looked at the old man, wanting to deny it outright.

However, I met the old man's eyes full of longing and expectation.

He seemed to understand the old man's mood at once.

The words came to his lips, but he took them back.

After a long silence, Zhu Ying sighed and said, "Since you have found out everything, I won't hide it from you."

"Indeed, I am just my father's adopted son. When my father adopted me, his own son caught a cold and died young, so he let me take his place."

"Later, I was included in the family tree as my father's biological son, and took care of him until his death."

"Just two years later, my father and I encountered an unexpected disaster while on a business trip, and my father died."

Zhu Yuanzhang knew all this a long time ago.

But when Zhu Ying admitted it himself, he couldn't help but get excited.

After listening to him, he quickly asked, "Where did you live before your father adopted you? When your father adopted you, you were only eight years old, right? What about before that? Do you have any memory of what happened before you were eight?"

After hearing Zhu Yuanzhang's question, Zhu Ying roughly understood the old man's thoughts.

Without hesitation, he shook his head and said, "I don't have the slightest impression. I have forgotten everything before I was eight years old. I can't remember a single thing."

Zhu Ying explained. After all, he was a reborn soul, and he had no memory of his previous life. He couldn't talk about his past life, or he would be regarded as a monster and beaten to death.

After Zhu Ying finished speaking, he looked at the old man's slightly excited eyes and couldn't bear to see him get too deep into it, so he said directly:

"Old man, maybe I am about the same age as your grandson, and we look a bit alike, but I am really not your grandson."

"You also said last time that your grandson died young and was buried well, but I didn't crawl out of the ground."

After hearing this, Zhu Yuanzhang could not help but retort: ​​"But you were also adopted by your father in the 15th year of Hongwu, and you look so similar. How could there be such a coincidence in the world?"

Zhu Ying didn't expect that the old man still wouldn't give up.

Besides, how can a child look the same as an adult?

People say girls change a lot when they grow up.

There are huge changes in the man's appearance when he was a child and when he grew up.

Just based on the appearance of an eight-year-old, it is unreasonable to say that the person will look similar to the eighteen-year-old ten years later.

This period is the time of puberty development, and the difference is so great that even the biological parents may not be able to recognize it.

After hesitating for a while, Zhu Ying did not want to hide anything and said frankly, "Grandpa, I will not lie to you. When my father found me, he fished me out of the water by the Yangtze River."

"Your grandson was buried in the ground, and I was sunk into the river. There is absolutely no reason why they can match up."

"Besides, after your eldest grandson died, was his body stolen or his coffin stolen?"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Yuanzhang could not help but yelled angrily: "Who dares to steal the corpse of our great grandson?"

"That's it."

Zhu Ying added: "Your eldest grandson's body is there alive and well, and I am standing here alive and well, how could I be your eldest grandson? No matter how you look at it, this is totally impossible."

Zhu Yuanzhang paused and was speechless.

He had actually thought about all of what Zhu Ying said. Or any normal person could think of these situations.

But when he saw Zhu Ying, the sense of intimacy and familiarity that he had raised for eight years suddenly came back to him.

There must be a big difference in appearance from when I was a child.

But in Zhu Yuanzhang's view, this difference is not important at all.

Because Zhu Ying's face and temperament are very similar to his son.

It would be fine if they simply looked like his son. But these two people were the most similar in the world, yet they were not related by blood.

Zhu Yuanzhang had heard of it and had even seen it.

But Zhu Ying's eyebrows, eyes, and facial features were very similar to those of his elder sister when she was young.

In Zhu Yuanzhang's heart, the eldest sister is always young.

Others don’t remember how beautiful the eldest sister was when she was young, but how could Zhu Yuanzhang forget it?

It would be fine if he looked like one person, but he looked like two people at the same time, and they lost their memory in almost the same month of the same year.

So many coincidences connected together, how could this be just a coincidence!

Thinking of this, Zhu Yuanzhang retorted again: "But grandson, you don't look like a businessman at all. As far as I know, your adoptive father doesn't have the ability to support your education."

"Your scholarly temperament is not something that an ordinary family can cultivate."

In the Ming Dynasty, especially in ancient times.

In fact, many people are engaged in different professions. In addition to the great difference in clothing, their mental state and senses are also very different.

Eighty percent of the people in this world are illiterate.

Warriors are rude, scholars are elegant, merchants are mercenary, the poor are pale and thin, submissive, and so on.

These external manifestations are the divisions of feudal classes, which were very obvious at any time in ancient times.

How could someone like Zhu Ying, with a simple background and raised as the son of a merchant, have such a well-read temperament?

Zhu Ying was speechless after hearing this.

What does his temperament have to do with this world?

In his previous life, he was an outstanding graduate of nine years of compulsory education.

Not to mention him, any random person in the future could be able to grasp the temperament of this scholar.

After thinking for a while, Zhu Ying asked, "You should be very familiar with the current emperor."

Zhu Yuanzhang was stunned, not understanding what his eldest grandson meant, and replied, "We see each other every day, so of course we are familiar with each other."

"That's right." Zhu Ying said:

"Since the old man is familiar with Your Majesty, you must know that when Your Majesty was young, he was a monk and a beggar. But why did he stand out immediately after joining the army and conquer the vast Ming Dynasty?"

When Zhu Yuanzhang heard this, he felt relieved and said with a smile: "Then tell me why this is happening."

Zhu Ying replied: "That's because your Majesty has been smart and studious since childhood. When he was a monk, he studied thousands of books."

“After that, even though I had to beg for a living, I never forgot the knowledge in the books. I traveled thousands of miles and became more proficient in my studies.”

After Zhu Ying finished speaking, he looked at the old man with a smile.

The meaning is very clear.

My temperament is the same as that of the current emperor.