May it be a bludgeon of kindness!

Zhu Gaochi lowered his eyes and looked at the short blazing gun lying in front of him. Although the carefully carved patterns on it were already the most exquisite metal carving techniques he had ever seen.

However, the cold luster of the metal made him feel the bloodthirsty killing intent.

Zhu Gaochi swore that he would never touch those muskets in the army in his entire life.

He really couldn't imagine being at Longwan Pier that day.

As the grandson of the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, Brother Xi not only dared to take risks with his own life, but also prepared a backup plan in advance.

Perhaps Brother Xie wanted to see the Oara envoy Mahamu take action at that time.

Only in this way, the Ming Dynasty can achieve the brightest justice and launch a new and powerful foreign war against the Oara tribe on the west side of the Great Wall without any reservation.

And this beautiful short fire gun is the horn and drum that starts the war.

Looking at the shrinking little fat man, Zhu Yunxi smiled and shook his head: "If you are willing to fight, you will die, if you forget to fight, you will be in danger. If you don't have a sharp weapon, how can you frighten everyone."

Zhu Gaochi curled his lips: "People do their best. I am not a martial arts person. Now I am still in charge of the affairs of the tax office. Even if I go into battle to kill the enemy, that should be Brother Bing's business."

Zhu Gaochi felt heartbroken when he thought about the tax office under his command. He was not staying in Beiping City, so why did he go to Yingtian City to work?

Zhu Yunxi exclaimed, "I haven't seen Brother Bing for a few days. What has he been doing recently?"

"What else can be done?" Zhu Gaochi tilted his head and looked at Zhu Yunxi, and said quietly: "Now he is busy with his homework in the martial arts hall. When he has no homework, he is on duty in the palace wearing armor and a knife. I don't know what he is doing now.

Where I am on duty to guard the palace, there is not a soul to be seen all day long."

Zhu Yunxi's eyes moved and he said: "This batch of martial arts students who have graduated from the martial arts hall should be put to great use by the court. Now let Brother Bing rest in peace with his studies. He will always use them in the battle later."

Zhu Gaochi paused for a moment before asking.

"Are we really going to start a war outside the Great Wall?"

Although the imperial court has been using troops outside the Pass in recent years, it has clear priorities.

Nowadays, the Mongolian Tatar tribe on the east side of the Great Wall outside the pass is powerful. This is the main force left over from the Northern Yuan Dynasty, and therefore became the main target of the Ming Dynasty's conquest.

On the west side of the Great Wall, stability is more important.

As long as the Yuan people from outside the pass did not come over, the soldiers and horses of the Ming Dynasty would be stationed everywhere, hiding their swords.

Just the Mongolian Tatar tribe on the east side involves the Ming Dynasty, including Daning Dusi, Beiping Dusi, Wandu Si, Liaodong Dusi, Shandong Dusi, Shanxi Dusi, Aoerdusi, Shaanxi Road, Shanxi Road, Hebei Road, Shandong Road, and several others.

It can be described as the energy of the entire northern Ming Dynasty.

Starting from Shanhaiguan, hundreds of thousands of Ming troops stood ready for battle in Guangning Guards, Daning Guards, Kaiping Guards, Xuanfu Guards, and Datong Guards, and were thrown into the huge Ming Dynasty Northern Expedition every year.

The court's energy is limited.

Especially now that the imperial court has invested tens of thousands of troops in the Southern Expedition and the Eastern Expedition respectively. Even the imperial court has no more ability to send more Beijing troops or pro-army troops to the northwest.

The safety of the capital is more important than the frontier.

If the imperial court wanted to conduct an expedition outside the entire Great Wall, the remaining hundreds of thousands of Beijing troops and pro-army troops in Yingtian would definitely be mobilized.

Down the long corridor, Zhu Yunxi looked at the East Palace in front, stopped, and said worriedly: "The Oara tribe will become a serious problem for the Ming Dynasty. Before they lose power, the Ming army must clear the grassland. The Ming people graze on the desert grassland.

.”

Zhu Gaochi frowned and said, "Why are you so sure that the Oara tribe will be powerful?"

Because decades later, it was the Oara tribe who broke Ming's backbone.

Zhu Yunxi naturally couldn't answer like this. He chuckled: "Look at the person and you will know what he means. As an envoy of the Wala tribe, Mahamu went to the Ming Dynasty and went south to Yingtian. If he had not fought against Fan Chong outside the city at that time,

One punch, and I won’t have to worry about it.”

Zhu Gaochi's brows furrowed even more as he understood the meaning of these words.

"If the Oara tribe is serious about attaching itself to our dynasty, and Mahamu as an envoy, even if faced with Fan Chong's provocation, after knowing that he is an official of our Ming Dynasty, he will be more submissive and not dare to take action.

The fact that he took action shows that in his heart, or in other words, the Wara tribe did not feel that he had to rely on our court. Mahamu's trip to the Ming Dynasty must have been just with the intention of testing if there is nothing."

Zhu Yunxi nodded: "The imperial court still needs a few years to reorganize, and the implementation of the New Deal will not be smooth sailing. Everything needs to be done steadily. When the world's warehouses are strong, the Taicang is full, and the soldiers are strong, then our country can really use troops.

day."

"So by repeatedly beating Mahamu, you are telling him, or you want to tell the Oara tribe through him, that the Ming Dynasty is not afraid of opening a new front and prolonging our preparations for the war."

Zhu Gaochi understood the meaning of Brother Xi's recent attitude in front of Mahamu, the envoy of the Oara tribe, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Zhu Yunxi nodded and shook his head: "Yes and no. No matter what Wala chooses, Ming will not be afraid."

Zhu Gaochi was in trouble again and couldn't understand.

"As long as the Oara tribe dares to jump, I dare to give real money to the Mongolian Tatar tribe!"

Zhu Yunxi explained fiercely, and then patted Xiaopang on the shoulder: "It's been a long time since I've been back to the East Palace. I'll be in charge today, so you can eat more."

Zhu Gaochi immediately curled his lips and said, "I'm just a casual person. You didn't do it just for the grandson and the concubine."

"Then will you eat?"

"I eat!"

…

"Woooooooo..."

"Woooo..."

In the East Palace, in the courtyard flower room, the sound of low and cold sobs echoed endlessly.

The sweet voice is heartwarming.

Even the twenty-third prince Zhu Huang, who had obviously skipped school again, was huddled at the door, his head lowered and playing with his fingers, not daring to make any sound.

Tang Queqing, the concubine who is dressed simply but makes people feel elegant and luxurious, frowns and sits on the soft stool with a sad look on her face.

Mu Caiyun, the concubine of the grandson who seemed more agile, gently held her hand on the shoulder of Zhu Jingshu, the second daughter of the crown prince, and comforted her gently.

The youngest Zhu Qingning was sitting on the ground, holding the legs of the eldest sister Zhu Qingjing, looking at everything in front of her with a pair of bright eyes curiously and a little scared.

She was still young and didn't know what marriage meant, but she understood that her second sister might have to marry somewhere far away.

In a faraway place, I thought it would take a long, long way to meet.

There was a trace of reluctance in Zhu Qingning's eyes.

As for Zhu Jingshu, who was being held by Mu Caiyun, her eyes were already red at the moment, the makeup on her face had long been messed up, and there were two traces of tears hanging on her cheeks.

It looked like he had cried a long time ago.

"Hey..." Tang Queqing sighed softly: "There is no precedent for marrying a girl in the Ming Dynasty. After all, the emperor's grandfather and the prince are not the ones who marry girls to seek peace. Even if the Oara tribe intends to make peace with the Ming Dynasty, your majesty and the prince will still do it.

Mediation. Before the matter is settled, Second Sister, please be at ease."

Zhu Jingshu's eyes suddenly turned red again, a layer of mist accumulated in her eyes, and tears were about to fall again.

"Sister-in-law, I don't want to get married, I just want to stay in the palace my whole life..."

Tang Queqing stared slightly: "How can a woman grow up and not marry? Then our girl in Wala will definitely not marry. When you look back, you have fallen in love with a handsome young man in the court, and your sister-in-law will ask your Brother Xi to make peace.

Your marriage is settled."

"I don't want to get married, I just want to stay in the palace and accompany my sisters-in-law..."

Zhu Jingshu kept repeating this in a low voice, as if she was unwilling to leave the East Palace because she might be chosen to marry outside the Great Wall.

Mu Caiyun, who was beside her, comforted her repeatedly: "Okay, okay, stay a little later, and we will go and talk to Taisun and ask him to ask that envoy from Wala to stop this idea. Brother Hei has always been the most

I feel sorry for you, and I will definitely help you."

No matter how Tang Queqing and Mu Caiyun persuaded them.

Zhu Jingshu was stunned and turned a deaf ear. Her mind was filled with the future where she was about to be married far away.

Unknowingly, the greenhouse burst into tears again.

Zhu Jingshu collapsed in Mu Caiyun's arms and shed tears.

After entering the East Palace, he rushed Xiaopang to the small kitchen to start preparing dishes in advance, and then Zhu Yunxi came to the back garden garden alone.

As soon as he entered the back garden of the East Palace, Zhu Yunxi heard bursts of crying coming from the greenhouse from a distance.

His brows furrowed slightly.

Zhu Yunxi knew very well who the cry came from, and he couldn't help but speed up his steps.

"Brother Xi is here!"

"Brother Xi is back!"

Little Twenty-Three Zhu Huang, who had been guarding the door for a long time without daring to move, looked at Zhu Yunxi coming from a distance, and immediately jumped up. First he shouted to Zhu Yunxi, and then turned his head to face the woman in the flower room.

They shouted.

All the girls raised their heads and looked outside the flower room.

Zhu Jingshu straightened up from Mu Caiyun's arms, turned her head and stretched her neck to look at Zhu Yunxi who was walking over from a distance.

When she saw clearly that it was Brother He who was back, her eyes that were already dim with tears suddenly glowed brightly.
To be continued...