"It's so crazy!"

Luo Changyuan, the Guangxi Provincial Administrator, angrily entered the tent of General Wang Zhu Di, and pulled the collar of the official uniform without any image of a magistrate.

He pulled down his official uniform in two or three strokes, wore a white close-fitting suit, took off his boots, stood barefoot on the ground, and drank a whole bowl of herbal tea in one breath.

He also shouted to Zhu Di and Yongding Hou Zhang Quan who were muttering in front of the sand table in the coach's tent, "Annan, you're so fucking arrogant!"

The summer in Guilin is much hotter than in Jiangnan.

Its summer is not the dry and hot heat, but the damp heat that makes people sticky. Since they came to Guangdong and Guangxi to train, many of the northern generals brought by Zhu Di have fallen ill because they are not used to this damp heat.

"Look!" Zhang Quan glanced at Luo Changyuan, the governor of Guangxi, and smiled, "Who is the fucking civil servant, who is the fucking military officer? You are more vulgar than us warriors. As soon as you enter the house, you drag yourself halfway!" As he said that, he pointed to the armor on his body and smiled, "Everyone said we warriors are vulgar, but no matter how hot the weather is, they didn't pull the armor off!"

"Hot! Cao!" Luo Changyuan opened his mouth and cursed.

In fact, he was an old minister of the Hongwu Dynasty. He was already the Guangxi Provincial Administration Commission during the Hongwu Dynasty. Originally, this old man had retreated, but because he wanted to use troops to Annan this time, the emperor specially ordered him to take office again.

The founding civil officials of the Hongwu Dynasty were not as elegant as the martial artists. Therefore, this style was reasonable.

"Luo Buzheng, what's wrong?" Zhu Di asked with a smile by moving his eyes away from the sand table.

"What else can I do? Annan... is so fucking crazy!"

Luo Changyuan was like a big bell, "I am ordered to ask Lu Rang and Chen Cheng to go to Annan to ask what happened to Chen Wangsun? When will the treaty signed with us be fulfilled? Why did they not send the letter of nationality to the emperor? The result... damn it!"

Luo Changyuan became more and more angry as he said, "Damn it, the king of Annan, I didn't even see our people. This is just a fucking thing. The Celestial Empire sent people. Even if I, the Guangxi Provincial Administration, were sent by me, was a member of the Celestial Empire, right?"

"But damn it, the king of the country did not see him, the Ministry of Rites did not see him, and he sent a few words... The Bird Scholar came out to talk to him a few words. I said that Annan had its own political system, so please don't ask about internal affairs in the Ming Dynasty..."

"Oh, I'll fuck his grandmother!"

"Don't be impatient, hurry up and bring some sour plum soup to Luo Buzheng!" Zhu Di was amused and laughed at the old civil servant in front of him, and opened his mouth, "Sit down and rest, why are you competing with those barbarians?"

As he said that, he looked at the sand table again, "Ha, if you say this, it's really rampant. You no longer take our Ming Dynasty seriously?"

"Rampant, I like rampant!" Zhang Quan, the Marquis of Yongding, also sneered, "When I step on them, can he still be rampant?"

"The more rampant you are now, the more humble you will be begging for mercy in the future!" Zhu Di narrowed his eyes.

"Rampant?" Zhang Quan smiled again, "This is the bad habit of being accustomed to it? It's like having sex. Some girls obviously sell it, but they still have to pull the flower stand and pretend to be a chaste woman. They say that they are not selling their skills!"

"I can't stand this kind of arrogance. The more you pretend, the more you want to fuck you!" Zhang Quan laughed a few times, then suddenly looked at Luo Changyuan, "Lao Luo, is that crazy prostitution the same word as prostitution that goes for prostitution?"

Luo Changyuan was stunned for a moment, then cursed, "What are you pretending to be in your mind? One is to add two days to the word "hunting" and the other is to add two days to the woman. Can it be one word?"

"Well, it's all day long, it's almost the same!" Zhang Quan scratched his head.

Luo Changyuan gave him a blank look and looked at Zhu Di, "The Fourth Prince... The Emperor said he didn't say when the troops would be sent?" As he said that, he gritted his teeth, "I don't want to bear this kind of anger for a day!"

Zhu Di hated the title of the Fourth Prince!

But I don’t know who started this name. Now when the army meets him, the Fourth Prince calls him like this.

"Have you still have to wait!" Zhu Di looked up and glanced at the military camp outside, "It's not the time yet!"

"When you are still picking in war?" Luo Changyuan curled his lips, then stood up suddenly and whispered, "This time, I send troops to Annan. After entering the Annan territory, I must eradicate the roots..."

Zhu Di was about to drink tea when he heard this, his hand trembled, "Ah? Why did you kill the weeds and remove the roots!"

"The wildfire cannot burn it all and the spring breeze blows again!" Luo Changyuan gritted his teeth, "Don't you know the temperament of those barbarians? Barbarians are all fucking snobbish, both snakes and rats! If you are not cruel, they are not afraid of you..."

"This time I was expeditioning Annan, the emperor specially emphasized the military discipline!" Zhu Di's face became solemn, "We are a righteous army, how can we burn, kill, loot?"

"Tsk!" Luo Changyuan was very disappointed and muttered, "It's better to partner with the old killers in the past to work together in the military affairs!" As he said, he sighed, "They robbed the trench and the trench was flat, so I can also get some!"

Although he was a little angry, he did not avoid Zhang Quan and Zhu Di at all.

The two of them heard it clearly, and then shook their heads and smiled bitterly. The Ming Dynasty is now looking forward to war, but not warriors, but these civil servants!

At this moment, footsteps suddenly rang out from outside.

Immediately afterwards, a voice came in, "My sister Diolei... is so hot!"

After the words came, Dongguan Bo He Rong came in from outside with his personal soldiers.

The old man was dressed in military uniform and cursed, "Have you listened to the letter? Brother Guo Si is leaving!"

Zhang Quan sighed, "I've listened long ago!" As he said that, he sighed again, "I still want to fight Annan and go to his mansion to see him... Damn, he can't go to his mansion, and if he wants to go, he will go to his cemetery!"

"The founding people are almost dead!" He Rong sat down, put his hands on his knees, and sighed, "Maybe it will be our turn one day!"

"Don't think so, two..."

Before Zhu Di finished speaking, Luo Changyuan came over directly and slapped his thigh, "So, while you two can still get on the horse and kill the enemy, quickly pick up your old business, kill if you should kill, and grab if you should..."

As he said that, he smiled and said, "This man is not idle! Especially you who have killed and set fire for the rest of your life! Mr. Guo, who is hard and has suddenly disappeared? He just retreated and has nothing to do, he is idle! Do you believe it or not? If the emperor gave him the errand to the Annan, he would be alive until now..."

"It's right!" He Rong nodded and looked at Zhu Di, "Fourth Prince, should the vanguard officer do it for me?"

"You old bones can't calm down?"

Zhu Di cursed in his heart, and he knew very well that the battle in Annan was probably his last chance to lead the army.

After the entire Annan territory was included in the Ming Dynasty, he became a peaceful and prosperous prince, and he was just an idle person.

It doesn't matter if Zhu Laosi can take it and let it go. If there is a good result, the eldest nephew, the emperor, is worthy of him.

But what about the subordinates who have followed him in the past few years?

Zhu Neng, Zhu Rong, Zhang Yu, Huo Zhen, Liu Sheng... It would be a pity if these people followed him, Zhu Di and were silent.

Therefore, in this battle against Annan, Zhu Di wanted to make contributions and receive a good future for these powerful generals.

Who knows that now, old guys like He Rong are still rushing to be pioneers! Is it impossible for them to handle military supplies well in the rear?
Chapter completed!